In the ancient battlefield, Lin Huang had already taken the lead in stepping on the pontoon bridge.

The bridge floats on the blood-colored surface of the river, undulating with the raging waves. Lin Huang stood on the pontoon, the soles of his feet did not feel solid at all, and he could only control his body with the weak strength of the pontoon.

The river was raging, and the blood was surging by. Drowning on the legs of the forest barren, the spirit body suddenly puffed and smoked, and the legs began to die.

Lin Huang frowned slightly, and immediately wrapped his whole body with soul power.

Even so, the soul power could not completely resist the erosion of the blood river, and gradually dissolved a little. This made Lin Huang frown even more, and he couldn't help but speed up his pace to cross the blood river as soon as possible.

And behind Lin Huang, followed by Shikong Jialou and Song Changling.

Bai Xiaopang squatted on the shore alone, looking at the three people on the pontoon with his chin in his hand, his face full of anxiety. He didn't worry that Lin Huang was in danger alone, and he was afraid that he would lose his life.

He also found it boring to be alone here.

So he's hesitating......

It wasn't until everyone advanced ten miles forward at a very fast speed that Bai Xiaopang gritted his teeth and stepped onto the pontoon bridge slowly!

Rumble!

However, as soon as Bai Xiaopang stepped onto the pontoon bridge, the sound of thunder sounded in the entire blood river.

Suddenly, in the blood-colored river, dozens of feet of waves were set off, like a blood-colored waterfall hanging in the void. In the blood-colored waterfall, there was a figure, and then it was revealed.

On the pontoon, Lin Huang's figure swayed, but he turned his head to feel the fierce aura beside him.

"Amitabha Buddha ......"

Behind Lin Huang, Shikong Jialou looked at the figure that appeared from the blood river, his eyebrows furrowed slightly, and he recited Amitabha Buddha, and the light of the protective Buddha around him also dazzled a little.

Song Changling looked at the big thing and wanted to say something, but he couldn't move his mouth.

Beside him, it turned out to be a python.

The python was not particularly huge, and its body exposed on the river of blood was only dozens of zhang, no thicker than a bucket. However, its eyes were fierce, and its body was condensed with blood, as if it had no substance.

"Hiss......"

Suddenly, the Jiao Mang hissed, which suddenly made the scalps of everyone on the pontoon tingle, and they only felt that their souls were going to be withdrawn at this moment.

At the same time, the surging blood water was also flooding everyone.

On the pontoon bridge, Lin Huang frowned, and then made a decisive decision, directly fighting towards the python.

The python screamed again, and also killed the forest wilderness.

Only in the breath, one person and one python are clashing. Where Lin Huang slashed and waved, the Jiao Mang was cut off like a stream of water, and then gathered like a stream of water.

And after Lin Huang swung the knife, his body was entangled by the python that had regathered.

Under the python's huge body, Lin Huang was like an antelope that could not struggle, unable to move at all.

Shakong Jialou frowned, and then he folded his hands, and a huge golden Buddha suddenly appeared behind him. The golden Buddha is Zhanzhan, shining in all directions, and there are ancient Buddhist texts flying around the body.

Shikong Jialou pushed out with a palm, and the golden Buddha behind him also pushed out his palm, and suppressed towards the blood-colored python.

"Hiss ......"

The red letter that the python swallowed, like a blood-colored red practice, came out with his life and killed directly towards Shikong Jialou. But after it met the palm of the Buddha who was just and yang, it retreated a few feet in fear.

Although it retreated, the eyes that looked at Shikong Jialou became extremely fierce. It stretched out its wings in seven inches, and its whole body flew out of the river of blood, hovering in the void, like a dragon and like a goshawk, staring coldly at Shikong Jialou.

"Buddha Sheng Shura Yin!"

And in the next moment, Lin Huang, who was entangled, suddenly spoke.

When Lin Huang's voice fell, a brilliant golden light suddenly swept out of his body, like a big wave.

In the blink of an eye, an incomparably bright avenue appeared around Lin Huang.

In the avenue, the Dharma is monstrous, there is an ancient Buddha sitting on the ground, knocking on the wooden fish, he is pleasing to the eyes and lowering his eyebrows, and there are words in his mouth. And every time the Buddha knocked on the wooden fish, there was an ancient sound of the wooden fish that swept in all directions.

The sound of the wooden fish seems to have great power. Wherever the sound goes, all the ghosts retreat.

But this ...... It also seems to have caused a drastic change in the entire river of blood.

In just a few breaths, the river of blood around everyone suddenly rose from the ground, showing the momentum of a blood-colored waterfall in all directions, directly surrounding everyone.

Song Changling's face turned pale.

Bai Xiaopang was also frightened, his legs were weak, and he almost fell headlong into the blood-colored waterfall.

Shikong Jialou also closed his eyes gloomily, with great regret on his face, he understood that the power of Buddhism could naturally make the ghosts in the blood river fearful.

However, Lin Huang did the same, but it completely angered the countless creatures in the entire blood river!

As everyone expected, when the blood rivers rose from the ground on all sides and surrounded everyone, countless blood-colored creatures appeared in the blood-colored waterfall.

A blood-colored headless skeleton.

There is a rickety old woman with an old face wrinkled like tree bark, and her blood hair hangs for several feet.

There are delicate girls dressed in red, giggling in the river of blood, which makes the scalp tingle.

There are three vicious dogs with two missing heads.

......

The creatures that popped up were dense and innumerable. At first glance, it gives people the feeling of hundreds of thousands of underworld troops, which makes people's souls terrifying.

Bai Xiaopang was already so frightened that he sat down on the pontoon, and the six gods had no master.

Song Changling calmed down a lot, and a wisp of heroic aura gradually swirled around his body.

Shakon Kalou wraps his body in a robe.

And from beginning to end, Lin Huang's expression did not change in the slightest, perhaps because he no longer knew what fear was. He just felt the dense, murderous creatures, and slowly stroked the slashing decision in his hand.

"Kill!"

The next moment, Lin Huang roared angrily and rushed directly towards the endless blood river creatures.

And the moment the forest wilderness rushed out, the countless creatures in the blood river also made a fierce or terrifying sound, and drowned towards the forest wilderness.

Boom Boom Boom Boom ......

In the sky above the pontoon bridge, the battle was continuous, and among the countless blood river creatures, there were swords flying out, constantly killing the creatures. And those creatures seemed to have immortal souls, and even though their bodies were already shattered, they were still killing towards the forest wilderness.

"Kill!"

In the center of the army of living beings, Lin Huang was covered in blood, like a fierce beast roaring.

He held the slashing decision, and he had already annihilated the body of the true Buddha in the Buddha's birth and Shura, and in its place was a cold, ruthless, and fierce Shura body.

- Buddha Yin, Shura Sheng!

When the Great Dao Buddha was born in the hermitage of Shura, Lin Huang actually took a long breath after a long absence, and seemed to have become extremely kind to this place.

Since Buddhism is no longer able to return to heaven, he will use the power of Shura to suppress all enemies in the world!

Wearing this avenue, Lin Huang is no longer afraid of the erosive power of the blood river, and he is not afraid of the surrounding Shura. It was as if he was born from this river of blood, and like a hellish Shura, clothed in ferocity and evil spirit, he decided with blood-stained slashing and ruling everything!

Behind the pontoon bridge, Shikong Jialou looked at the forest wilderness like Shura descending, his body froze, and his face trembled.

He practiced Buddhism in the temple for twenty years.

I have seen countless sins in Buddhism, I have also seen the battlefield of Shura, and I have also seen countless Shura in the world.

But it wasn't until he saw Lin Huang who incarnated as Shura at this moment that he knew what a great sin was and what a depravity was......

"Kill ......"

On the pontoon bridge, Lin Huang held a slashing decision, like a ruthless machine, walking forward step by step in the monstrous blood waves, and everywhere he went, the creatures of the blood river retreated as if they saw a king......

"Amitabha!"

Just when the creatures were afraid of the breath of the forest wilderness and retreated in fear, a Buddha sound sounded in the void.

However......

The sound of the Buddha did not come from Shakkata.

Lin Huang, who was walking on the pontoon bridge, also stopped suddenly......

In front of him.

Suddenly, a hundred-foot-high blood Buddha stood in the way!