That golden pill exploded out of Monk Qingcang's lower abdomen, and the terrifying hellish power contained in it had disappeared. The beads www.biquge.info the pen and the fun pavilion are round and crystalline, although they are not as bright as before, but they look a little holy after there is no demonic light. It was the monkey's 10,000-year-old golden pill, deceived by the Buddha at that time, and now he saw the light of day again in hell.

The cultivation power of the Xuanting monk has all returned to his body, but the injuries he suffered before are also very serious. He took out a pill that Qu Liuxi had given him from the space magic weapon and swallowed it, and the pain suddenly weakened a lot.

The bombed and mutilated Yato Anggo laughed, laughing extremely rampantly: "Take medicine, what use can you use taking medicine? I know that you can go to hell because the Buddha gave you the relics of the Great Tibetan Ming King, right, but a relic can last for a maximum of twelve hours." It's been a while since you've been in hell, and I guess you're running out of time left. You won't have time to go back, and you and the dead monkey's golden pill will be sealed in this hell forever with me. ”

Monk Xuanting took a deep breath: "Yes, you are right...... The relics could only last twelve hours, and there were only a few minutes left. But so what? Even if I stay in this hell, I will eventually send back the monkey's golden pill. ”

He looked at the relics of the Great Tibetan Ming King in his hand, and after a moment of silence, he suddenly swallowed the relics with one mouth.

"I came in, and I didn't plan to get out alive. ”

All the hellish power contained in the relics was sucked into the body of the Xuanting monk, and his body shook violently, as if it was about to crack at any moment. He clenched the monkey's Jin Dan, then gritted his teeth and soared into the air: "Wait until I send Jin Dan out, and then come back and die with you." ”

The power of hell frantically devoured the vitality of the Xuanting monk, his face became whiter and whiter, and the area around his eyes became black. Xuan Ting knew that it was the infernal qi that was constantly eroding him, first the body, and then the soul. He didn't have time to go out, and with the strength that was left of the relics, he could rush to the edge of hell at most.

There is a clear line of black and white in front of it, that is, the prohibition of hell and the human world. The Xuanting monk staggered here, took off the dark robe and wrapped it around Jin Dan, his hands trembled violently, and he could collapse at any time. After wrapping the golden pill, Xuan Ting roared towards it: "Monkey, whether it is Qingcang or me, or the Buddha...... The grudge with you can be written off today!"

He threw it violently, and the dark robe flew out wrapped in Jin Dan. The robe was shattered with a thud when it was banned, and even such an archaic treasure could not withstand the damage of shuttling between the two worlds of yin and yang. Without a proper exercise, this treasure is just a sacrifice. The Xuanting monk knew that if he was robed to protect himself, he might not be able to get out at all, because he was a living person, and the forbidden attack on Jin Dan was much lower than that of a person.

The shattered dark robes flew down one by one, falling down with Xuan Ting's body. The process seemed to be endless, Xuan Ting closed his eyes, and he didn't know how long he was going to fall. There seemed to be the terrifying and rampant laughter of Alto Anggo beneath him, but if you listened closely, it was clear that there was only despair left in the laughter.

With a bang, the Xuanting monk fell to the ground, stirring up the thick dust on the ground. Pieces of dark robes fell on him, as if a quilt had been put together for him, and there was a shroud that seemed to collect his body.

The city of Garuda.

An Zheng's body had swelled to the limit, and he tried his best to absorb the power from hell, firstly to prevent Alto Angge from withdrawing more power from the clone, and secondly, to help the Xuanting monk find the location of the clone.

He knew that he wouldn't be able to hold on for another second, even the Reverse Scale Divine Armor was about to be unable to lock the surging hell power in his body.

But at this moment, the power surging out of the hell came to an abrupt end, and the black rune circle suddenly collapsed. Countless runes flew out, like pieces of fluttering butterflies. An Zheng, who was already like a balloon, laughed so presumptuously.

"Your doppelganger in Hell is dead. ”

An Zheng's body rushed towards Brother Alto in the distance like a bombshell, and at this time, Brother Alto Ang, who had a premonition that his death was approaching, would dare to face Brother Anzheng, turn around and run. It looks like a big fat balloon floating in the air, but the speed is extremely fast. That's a little ...... Stupid and cute.

"Tianmu, how much power can I store in the space of my Blood Cultivation Bead Bracelet?"

Tenmu's voice replied: It's full.

"Give me a big move!"

An Zheng shouted violently.

The excess cultivation power stored for An Zheng in the Blood Peizhu Space was mixed with a large amount of hell power to form a mutated Divine Thunder Heavenly Sign, which appeared behind Brother Yato Ang who was flying in front. A black disc appears with a purple six-pointed star pattern. One after another, thunderbolts shot out from the six-pointed star, striking at Alto Anggo's back, and a moment later, Yato Anggo's skin was blown open.

"You steal the teachings of Buddhism to deceive the world, then do you still remember, the four words of heavenly reincarnation!"

An Zheng chased after him from behind, inhaled sharply, and then blasted out all the hell power in his body: "Don't you want the power of hell? I'll give it to you!"

An Zheng's hands pushed forward violently, and a black ball of light appeared between the two hands, and purple lightning flashed in it. In an instant, a black electric dragon shot out from the ball of light. The black light was thick and fierce, and it bombarded Ago's back heavily.

Rumble!

Like a falling fighter plane, Yato Angge's body fell straight from the sky with black smoke. There was a thud, and a huge pit was smashed into the ground. An Zheng rushed over, stretched out his hand and pointed forward, countless purple sword qi chased past, and one sword after another slammed into the deep pit like a thunderstorm. That scene was so shocking.

After the intensive and terrifying bombardment, a basin with a diameter of more than three miles appeared on the ground. The entire ground was hollowed out, and it was a hundred meters deep. Thick dust and smoke flew up like an impenetrable mist. An Zheng's body fell, stumbled and almost fell.

Excessive use of the power of hell, coupled with the power of overdrawing one's own cultivation, the current An Zheng is weak and may fall down at any time.

At this moment, the black rune array in the sky, which had almost completely dissipated, suddenly emitted its last burst of brilliance, and then a crystal jade bead rushed out from the last small piece of the magic circle, landing beside An Zheng with a flame-like trajectory. An Zheng lowered his head and picked up the bead, his eyes sad.

It was the monkey's 10,000-year-old golden pill, and the monk Xuanting said that even if he stayed in hell for a long time, he must help him get it back. Now that this Jin Dan is back, An Zheng's heart can't be relaxed. Jin Dan came back, but Xuan Ting did not come back.

He clenched Jin Dan tightly, his hands trembling uncontrollably.

After a few moments, An Zheng slipped from the edge of the pit and walked to the bottom of the pit. He saw a lot of fragments of corpses, and Yato Angge's cultivation was too terrifying, even if he was killed by An Zheng with such a powerful attack, his body was not completely shattered. One arm lay not far from Anzheng, and a little further away there was half a thigh. An Zheng took a few steps forward and saw half a head in the distance. The eyes were still open, as if they were full of resentment and looked at An Zheng.

As soon as An Zheng raised his hand, a sword qi stabbed over, smashing the half of the head with a bang. He was just about to leave when he suddenly felt something strange.

"Tianmu, look for it, I always feel that there is something else hidden. ”

An Zheng commanded, and Tianmu immediately flew out of the blood bead bracelet and floated above the deep pit. Not long after, a light shone down from the heavenly eye and shone behind a stone. There seemed to be something behind it that had suddenly escaped, and the light of the eyes of the sky kept chasing the little thing. An Zheng's body was as fast as lightning, and he stepped on the little thing with one kick, and the thing let out a terrible howl.

An Zheng looked down and saw that he was stepping on half of his heart.

What's weird is that there is a mouth cracked in the heart, and the tone is full of resentment: "If you don't let me go, I won't let you go." I curse with the last of my life force that you will not die well. I have the power of the supreme curse, you will not escape this fate, I am waiting for you in hell!"

An Zheng sneered: "Curse?As far as I know, a curse requires at least two conditions, the first is that you have to use my blood to cast a curse, and the second is that you have to know my name and birthdate." You don't even know the, who are you scaring about?"

With a thud of his feet, he trampled half of his heart into a pulp. A wail rang out, reaching into the sky. The last bit of life force contained in the heart turned into black qi and floated up, and soon dissipated in the sky.

An Zheng turned and walked back, what he wanted to do most now was to return the golden pill to the monkey. It was a promise that the monk of Xuanting fulfilled with his own life, and it was a trust that could not be disappointed. After walking a few steps, An Zheng suddenly found that there was a black thing not far away that was not quite different from an ordinary stone, he went over to take a look, and found that it was a broken space magic weapon. Erase the remaining aura of Yato Anggo from the artifact, and then pour out the contents of the space artifact.

There was a bang, and the contents were almost piled up on a small mountain. There were two things that An Zheng paid special attention to, a long sword with purple light, which was obviously the style of the long sword that cultivators in the Central Plains were used to. He bent down to pick up the long sword, and two words were engraved on the quaint scabbard.

Tianshu.

Dao Sect Supreme Treasure Heavenly Pivot Sword.

The Seven Swords of the Central Plains, Heavenly Killing, Heavenly Slaughter, and Tianshu are all in An Zheng's hands, and one of them was taken away by his master Chen Xiaoyao. I don't know if it's fate, An Zheng seems to have a strong connection with these seven swords.

The other thing was a palm-sized Dan furnace, purple, with dense Sanskrit on it, and An Zheng didn't know a word. Judging from the breath on this Dan furnace, An Zheng is sure that it is the Mixed Yuan Dan Furnace. This Dan furnace was originally also the purple treasure of the Central Plains, and the master of the Western Regions was transformed by the master of the Western Regions, erasing the runes of the Central Plains Daozong on it and replacing it with the text of the Western Regions.

Brother Yato Ang has been crisscrossing the Western Regions for many years, and he is already so powerful that he can almost threaten the Buddha Sect, and of course he has a lot of good things in his hands. This spatial artifact was the one he had with him, and it was obviously the strongest of the things he had. An Zheng put everything away in one go, and then went to Qu Liuxi to meet them.

At this time, in the middle of hell.

Monk Xuanting's body was completely stiff, and the last bit of vitality slipped out of his body. In the distance, Alto Anggo was dead, and only anger and unwillingness were left on his face. The two of them were lying in an empty hall, as if it were fate.

I don't know how long it was, the relics that had been dimmed in the body of the Xuanting monk suddenly lit up, and then turned into a red light and entered the head of the Xuanting monk. A moment later, a red swastika appeared on the forehead of the Xuanting monk. The dark robe, which had been shattered into pieces, suddenly flashed with golden light, quickly reassembled and then restored to its original appearance, the dark golden lines on it were extremely bright and clear, and the runes flickered.

Monk Xuantian's eyes were closed, but his body involuntarily sat up, sitting there cross-legged, and a black jade-like lotus flower appeared under his body, which was so black and moving. The dark robe flew up and landed on the shoulder of the Xuanting monk, and four black and gold words appeared on the robe near the Xuanting monk's heart....... King of the Great Tibetan Dynasty.

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