Dark clouds cover the top, and thunder rumbles. The whole sky was dyed red again. The Blood Sacrifice Array, which had already been broken, seemed to have condensed again. The millions of people in Bianliang City, who had just experienced a catastrophe and were in shock, saw this scene, and they couldn't help but tremble one by one, their feet trembled, and they couldn't even take a step to escape, so they could only kneel on the ground, pray to God and Buddha, and pray for heaven to save their lives.

It is a pity that the sky is covered by blood clouds, and the prayers of all living beings can be heard there? In a moment, I saw a red lightning bolt suddenly falling from the sky and slamming into the earth. The target is not the Imperial Palace, but the underground dungeon set up by the Shenwu Hall in the Imperial City!

Thunder bombarded, and the power was boundless. At the entrance and exit of the underground prison, the sturdy stone house, was smashed to pieces on the spot, revealing a bottomless dark tunnel.

The thunder did not stop, and another thunder fell from the sky. Blood-red thunder and lightning snaked like snakes, blasting down the tunnels into the deepest part of the underground dungeon. Immediately afterward, the ground rumbled and shook, as if a huge earthquake had occurred! All the nearby buildings were shattered on the spot.

The earth is shattered, the land is crumbling, and the eyes are devastated. Countless people cried for their fathers and mothers, vying to avoid. But no matter how fast they ran, they couldn't spread as fast as the earthquake spread. But in the blink of an eye, they were all buried alive and buried deep in the heart of the earth.

A strange sight appeared with the death of countless lives. Blood! wisps, wisps, strands, strips. Countless blood shot out from between the cracks in the earth and rocks, spurting straight into the sky.

Thousands, too many blood threads to count, finally all converged in the sky above the palace, intertwined with each other, and formed a huge blood cocoon that could completely wrap the entire Taiji Palace, constantly rotating and rolling.

A terrifying atmosphere of sorrow and ghost crying and howling filled all directions in the blink of an eye. The air was filled with the smell of nausea. Such a spectacle is simply unheard of.

Xiao Sheng stood in the completely dilapidated Tai Chi Hall and looked up at the sky. The look between his eyebrows became more and more solemn. And the Rakshasa woman felt the strong will that came from the blood cocoon wave after wave, and her face turned pale, standing behind Xiao Sheng, and she didn't even dare to raise her head.

Back then, the Blood Buddha, the Buddha's messenger, and the Rakshasa were the three powerhouses that belonged to the same level. Whether it is strength or spirit, there is no difference between the upper and the lower. And now, the one who wants to be reborn with the help of the Blood Sacrifice Evil Law is just a general under the Blood Buddha Throne. It stands to reason that a Rakshasa woman who has inherited the spiritual imprint of the Rakshasa and is equivalent to the reincarnation of the Rakshasa should never feel afraid.

It's a pity that in the past ten years, the Rakshasa has never turned on her spiritual intelligence, she is ignorant, she has a blank slate, and she is as innocent as a child. So no matter how great the potential is, she can't play it. Even after being with Xiao Sheng, the situation has improved. It's still a short time. The current Rakshasa Woman is just equivalent to the realm of an ordinary grandmaster. So in comparison, it is not surprising that it is not as good as the heavenly department.

In fact, if it weren't for the support of the "Evil ** Return" of the Six Weapons of Shenzhou on her body, under the powerful spiritual pressure of the Heavenly Division, it is very likely that the Rakshasa Woman would have been unable to hold on and fainted directly.

Blood sacrifice for 10,000 people, even Mr. Long and other six eight people have been sacrificed in blood, and it is not easy to resurrect the reborn heaven, once it really appears, the power is so strong, it will definitely be shocked. The Rakshasa woman is here, and she can't help much, but will only become a drag.

Having made up his mind, Xiao Sheng reached out and touched the Rakshasa Girl's hair, and said softly: "Xiaoluo, go farther away and find a safe place to hide." When Jianbo is done, you will come back, okay?"

Rogue's head nodded vigorously. grabbed Xiao Sheng's sleeve and raised his little face in front of him: "Jianbo, you have to come back quickly." He turned around and left the Taiji Hall and found a place to hide outside the hall.

Xiao Sheng was a little relieved, and only then did he have a little time, and he lifted the divine weapon that he had just taken from Mr. Long's hands and forged with the heavenly and earthly treasures he provided, and looked at it carefully.

I saw that the whole body of this sword was brilliantly golden, and the hilt was strangely shaped, which was a fusion of the vajra and the tin staff, the two styles of Buddhist instruments, into one at the same time. The part of the sword lattice, carved into a green-faced fangs, angry to the sky, hideous demeanor of the god, is the great wrath of the Buddha King Ming. The blade of the sword is sharp and cold. It is engraved with eight large characters with silver hooks and iron marks: "All living beings are suffering, and killing is also merciful."

This sword is miraculous, you can see it at a glance. However, the real miracle is not on the surface of this sword, but on the inside.

As soon as Xiao Sheng grasped the hilt of the sword in his right hand, a wonderful feeling of being connected to the flesh and blood of this sword immediately arose in his heart. It was as if the sword was not something outside of one's body, but a continuation of one's own limbs. Swinging the sword and slashing, there was immediately a buzzing dragon groan.

Xiao Sheng could feel it. The internal structure of this sword is very peculiar. Enter one point of strength to instantly increase it to 10 points. Moreover, the nature of the lethality on the sword can be transformed at will. Swinging the sword and slashing out, not only blowing hair and breaking hair, cutting hundreds of refined steel like cutting tofu, but also can not hurt the human body, but only specifically kill the soul and destroy the sea of knowledge.

Those who are swordsman, or the head is in a different place, and the head falls to the ground, or the soul is scattered and becomes a walking corpse. Do whatever you want, all in one thought. In other words, this divine weapon can kill both the soul and the body at the same time. Just now, Mr. Long was trying to use the special ability of this sword to kill Xiao Sheng's own soul.

It's a pity that Mr. Long's spiritual strength is already very strong. But Xiao Sheng was born as the prince of Dahao, and he has the air of an emperor in his life. Moreover, in the parallel universe plane, he continued to kill the kings and extract their Heavenly Son Dragon Qi to refine. It also fuses the young phoenix and achieves the pure yang primordial god.

Therefore, Xiao Sheng's soul is like a golden mountain. And Mr. Long is just a stone on the side of the road. Both in quality and strength, they are far inferior to the Fourteenth Prince. He thought that he was using a special move, and he was attacking the enemy's weakness. In fact, on the contrary, it is to attack the enemy's strengths with one's own shortcomings. Where is the undefeated truth?

So the final result was that Mr. Long suffered a backlash, which not only could not kill Xiao Sheng's soul, but caused his own soul to also suffer serious injuries. In the end, there was no way out, so I could only reluctantly draw a termination charm for my life.

Success is also a divine soldier, and defeat is also a divine soldier. This big dharani wrath of the Ming King Sword is peculiar in nature. A weak person like Mr. Long can't exert his true strength at all. Only in Xiao Sheng's hands can it shine and shine. Give full play to your true strength.

No doubt. The Great Dharani Wrath King Sword must belong to the medium-grade magic weapon, and it is even infinitely close to the top-grade. Being able to get it at this critical moment, Xiao Sheng obviously added a few points to the imminent battle with the soon-to-be-born "Heaven".

However, before Xiao Sheng could take this Wrath Ming King Sword, he really studied it thoroughly. The huge blood cocoon in the sky has changed with it.

I saw that this blood cocoon was constantly tumbling and rotating, the speed was getting faster and faster, and the volume was shrinking smaller and smaller. In a moment, I don't know that it has been rotated tens of thousands of times, from the size of a palace to the same as a normal adult man. But the breath coming out of the blood cocoon only became more and more terrifying.

The faster and faster it turned, the faster it turned, and finally, the speed at which the blood cocoon rotated reached a certain limit. Above the sky, there was a violent sound of "rumbling~", as if tens of thousands of large bronze bells were shocked by violent strikes at the same time! In the huge explosion, the blood cocoon shattered, and a red figure appeared in the dust.

He's covered in **, naked.

His body was red, and countless blood vessels appeared outside his body, constantly beating and beating.

He's well-proportioned, strong, and absolutely perfect. Even if you stand still, you still feel a sense of infinite power.

His facial features are distinct, his contours are profound, and he is so handsome that he doesn't look like a living person. There is no expression between the eyebrows, and the eyes are wide, revealing a vicissitudes, broad, and ancient.

He is the head of the Eight Divisions of the Heavenly Dragon, the first strongest person under the Blood Buddha Throne, Heaven!

Like a god, standing in the air. Tianju looked around, even if he had been in the world for thousands of years, the rolling red dust had already been vicissitudes of life, and earth-shaking changes had appeared, but everything could not make him move a little.

A hollow, ethereal, no ups and downs, and no emotional fluctuations, in the snap of a finger, spread all over the world, and at the same time echoed in the minds of millions of people in Bianliang City.

"The blood body has been destroyed for a long time, and ten hundred thousand times have been tribulated; ”

After the mansheng chanted, the eyes of the sky finally fell to the ground and to Xiao Sheng. Immediately afterwards, it was so thick that it seemed to condense into a substantial sense of oppression, like Mount Tai pressing on the top, descending heavily. At the same time, Xiao Sheng's consciousness also sounded that voice.

"You are...... Man of Destiny. You are...... The calamity of the Blood Buddha. You are...... Those who kill the dragons, the asuras, the yakshas, the garudas, the mahulakas, the kinnaras, the gandharvas. You, damn it!"

It seems to be asking, but in fact, Tian doesn't need Xiao Sheng's answer. Because of the sky. It should know everything. As long as everything that happens under the heavens cannot be hidden. And the conclusion made by Heaven is that it is the will of Heaven! The will of Heaven cannot be violated, shaken, or blasphemed, and it is supreme and incomparably sacred.

Xiao Sheng smiled slightly, and let out an equally strong beam of consciousness, which in turn hit the heavens' mind.

"If you want blood to save sentient beings, I will destroy the Buddha, and if you want to be the only one in the world, I will punish the heavens." You are the heavens, I am the people. People are determined to win the sky!"

-for-tat, not giving an inch. Even if it is facing the sky, even if this is a mysterious and unpredictable statue, it has been a strong existence since I don't know how many years ago, but Xiao Sheng has no fear at all, only a strong fighting intent exists.

"Don't be ashamed. Whoever blasphemes heaven will be damned. ”

God, it's time to move. When the palms of the chest are closed, in an instant, the surging blood and qi explode through the body. A huge pillar of blood was formed, which led to thirty-three days and eighteen layers of hell below. The momentum is so vast and powerful that it is indescribable to exhaust all the words in the world.

The Eight Methods of the Blood Buddha are finally about to truly appear!

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