A black qi suddenly emerged from the blood-colored Ji Qiang's face, and the green tendons squirmed on the surface of his skin, and it seemed that the life and death qi containing majestic energy directly destroyed the barrier of the waves of the blood sea.

Directly attached to the blood-colored Ji Qiang's body, he trembled his body, and spit out a mouthful of extremely smelly black blood anymore.

"Why, why, what kind of power is this?"

Scarlet Ji Qiang was terrified and stared at the ancient Buddha sitting on the top of the waves of the Sea of Blood in front of him.

At this time, this solemn ancient Buddha, the original ancient well-free appearance, showed compassion and opened his mouth to speak.

'Detachment from life and death,'

"The reincarnation of heaven and earth,"

"Everything is under my control."

"Donor, you're wrong!"

"Wrong, what was wrong with me?"

Scarlet Ji was fierce, trying to hide the fear in his heart with anger.

At this time, the ancient Dharma was majestic, and the compassionate eyes suddenly burst out with two cold cold lights.

"You are wrong, you don't want to be reincarnated, and when you are reborn, in order to escape the calamity, you do not hesitate to let your soul be infected by blood demons, and you want to escape from the ascension."

"You are talking nonsense, you bald donkey dare to offend me, let you taste the power of the demon blood waves!"

The furious blood-colored Ji Qiang hissed and roared with all his might, and his hands drove the boundless sea of blood, forming a huge whirlpool with a diameter of more than a hundred zhang, and the whirlpool soared into the sky under the tearing of an invisible force.

What appeared in front of the ancient Buddha was a terrifying tornado wind, mixed with tens of thousands of tons of filthy blood, and it made a piercing whistling sound like a hellish demon.

And on the top of the ancient Buddha's head, the viscous and heavy blood vessels gathered together in an instant.

In an instant, the ancient Buddha had been surrounded by immeasurable black blood.

And on the compassionate face of the ancient Buddha, it is still so ancient and unwavering.

That calmness and calmness seemed to have made Scarlet Ji Qiang appreciate the true power of the cycle of life and death.

The raging tainted blood has been urged by the blood color Ji Qiang to reach the limit of his ability.

The ancient Buddha sat on top of the sea of blood, although it could be described as small in comparison, but the mighty righteousness that erupted from the ancient Buddha made the blood-colored Ji Qiang deeply jealous.

At this time, the black and white light around the ancient Buddha slowly condensed again, and the majestic energy generated swept up.

"Donor, you're going to fail after all!"

After speaking, I saw that the ancient Buddha slowly rolled out a palm, and suddenly the void of the sea of blood was like a calm lake, and it fluctuated violently like a boulder.

Standing in the sky, the blood-colored Ji Qiang couldn't help himself and spit out another mouthful of dirty blood, his face was extremely distorted because of pain, and it was difficult to see the extreme.

After two heavy blows, the blood-colored Ji Qiang was obviously unable to support the huge blood-colored vortex, and now more than half of it had been swallowed by the huge black hole formed by the black and white qi.

At this moment, the blood-colored Ji Qiang was like a seriously injured beast, his mouth let out a heavy gasping sound, and his eyes were viciously staring at the ancient Buddha.

He wanted to fight back again, but he didn't have a chance.

I saw that at this time, the solemn Buddha horn sounded again.

"Amitabha!"

After a Buddha horn, the Buddha's light suddenly soared behind the ancient Buddha, and a golden light blessed the black and white qi.

And the black and white light is almost one under the rapid circulation, just as the so-called death is life, everything evolves in reincarnation.

With the blessing of that golden light, it turned into a stream of gray-black gas rolling down, emitting a rumbling roar, and the surrounding void also collapsed instantly.

The center of the vortex is like a cosmic black hole, creating an unstoppable suction.

Rao is blood-colored Ji Qiang was arrogant, and at this moment, he also felt a sense of insignificance and powerlessness in his heart, and his weak body was sucked in like a fallen leaf in the wind.

Everything seemed to be back to the starting point, and the ancient Buddha saw that piece, a subtle white color with a trace of demonic blood-colored crystals.

I couldn't help but say the Buddha's name, "Amitabha!"

"The soul is empty, only the self is central, the nature is true, thousands of generations are all in an instant, all kinds of things are vain!

My Buddha is merciful, let me help him!

I saw that the ancient Buddha stretched out his palm and pinched the tiny crystal in his hand.

A ray of Buddha light condensed from the vacuum of the mind and shone on the tiny crystal.

The blazing temperature caused the consciousness of the entire soul to begin to be distorted by the extreme temperature evaporation.

That extremely strange blood thread was burned by the flames, peeling off inch by inch.