Lu Haochu and the company executives opened their mouths slightly, looking like they had seen a ghost.

They know that the town is very strong, has the ability to turn the world upside down, and can even move mountains and reclaim the sea in its heyday. But the biggest cognition is to transform into a god, and the town and country level is to transform into a god.

The transcendent has not been made public before, and the aura environment is so barren that there is no place where the cultivation of spirit stones will decline, and the transformation of the god is a very incredible existence.

It still is, but it's not as supreme as it used to be. At least as far as Lu Haochu knows, there are not a few people overseas who have transformed into gods, but they recovered late and did not participate in the early Shenzhou turmoil, and then missed the opportunity to enter the game.

Is the Zhenguo level stronger than the other avatars? Where is the strength?

There is no way to investigate this, but today they can see it.

Du Shi stepped into the instrument gate, and the black gas filled the place as far as his eyes could see, which was mixed with the power of the Yin Division.

City God's mutiny?

This is the first reaction of the world, because the power of Yin Si is exclusive to the recognized Yin God, and it is also their greatest dependence. Throughout the ages, I have never heard of a strong person who can borrow the power of the Yin Division without entering the Yin Division.

Coupled with the news given by the Shangqing Palace before, the immortal death robbery is related to ghosts and gods. Dushi doesn't know these city gods, so he will naturally be a little more vigilant.

In the whole world, there is only Chenghuang who has obtained the position of Yin God Fruit.

But they have no reason to defect, let alone that capital.

"Please also ask the city god to come out and see him."

The sound of the Buddha crossing the world was immense, and it was faintly slightly shocked by the black qi.

One breath, two breaths, three breaths.

There was no response, but the black qi condensed again, and more incense was mobilized and converted into black qi that could corrode the soul.

With such a black gas, I'm afraid that the magic weapon of the Jindan period can't resist it for long.

The black gas becomes a cloud, and the cloud becomes a dragon.

The pitch-black dragon loomed, hovering in the palace, thousands of feet high.

A dragon groaned in the void, and the dragon swooped down.

"Amitabha."

Dushi whispered a Dharma number, and the eight-zhang red Buddha suddenly swelled and turned into a hundred-zhang giant Buddha, with three heads and six arms, holding thunder.

A punch blasted out, and the power of Wan Jun shook the void and turmoil, enveloping the thunder to destroy all ghosts.

The two collided together, and in an instant, they set off fluctuations that made the entire City God Temple shake.

This is not an ordinary temple, behind the Yimen is the incense cave condensed by the Yin Justice, and the solidity of ordinary Yuan Ying cannot be shaken.

In other words, the power of the battle between the two has exceeded the scope of Yuan Ying, and both sides are not idle.

From this, it can be determined that the other party is definitely not a city god. Shenzhou's Chenghuang is enlightened by immortals, although the foundation is strong, after all, he is still young, and his background cannot be compared with the reincarnation.

Being able to fight head-to-head with yourself without falling behind means that the other party is also a reincarnated person.

Since he is not his own person, he will no longer leave his hands behind.

The compassionate Buddha statue opened its eyes, a fierce light appeared, and the corners of its mouth cracked out a trace of arc that seemed to be smiling but not smiling.

Fierce appearance, angry Buddha.

"Let's look at the immortal thunder."

The Red Buddha's three heads and six arms moved slightly, followed by a stormy bombardment, and in an instant, ten thousand fists were smashed, mixed with dazzling thunder.

Wherever the thunder passed, the black gas vanished, and the dragon would be a point smaller with each punch.

And the dragon is not without other measures, it mobilizes the power of the Yin Division, the laws of heaven and earth, and every part of the force under the blessing is extremely heavy.

Especially in the incense, it is like God's help.

The time and place are favorable, and even if the real god stands here, I am afraid that it will not be able to get any benefits. If the other party is a god or a ghost, it is very likely to be suppressed on the spot.

High-level fighting methods are no longer limited to cultivation, and sometimes the topography of a mountain range can burst out with unparalleled power in the hands of great divine powers.

But useless.

The core of the Great Thunder Sound Dharma is the Thunder Dharma and Buddha Nature, which is comprehended in the Little Five Thunder Dharma. Unlike other Handan toddlers' Lei Fa, it really has a hint of sincerity.

Xiao Wulei Zhengfa, the pinnacle of immortal attack.

It is precisely because of the extreme attack that the thunder method is too extreme and easy to hurt oneself, and almost no one can learn it. To be able to learn a true meaning of the world, it is completely dependent on the Buddha's heart, and to take the great wish of the world as the backbone, so as to be able to control this unparalleled thunder method.

Otherwise, if you use it, you will die, this is still just a true meaning of Xiao Wulei Zhengfa.

It's hard to imagine how powerful the complete version of Lei Fa is.

Zila!

A deafening thunderbolt rang out.

Where the thunder light passed, even the law of Yin Si had to retreat.

Unable to overwhelm people with momentum, the two sides can only compete for the bottom, and the unknown enemy will undoubtedly lose its greatest reliance.

The Red Buddha soared in the air, accumulating the black gas that exploded with a punch, and then grabbed the black dragon without saying anything, and countless black gases evaporated in the palm of his hand.

Under the bombardment of punch after punch, the black dragon became smaller and smaller, and finally completely drowned.

A cold voice came from the void.

"Your Excellency's Lei Fa is really wonderful, even in the primeval years in your mouth, it is enough to be called a great Buddha. It's just that in this yin, what can you do to me? ”

The black gas surged again, and the incense burned like a mountain fire. As long as the incense continues, if the yin does not fall, the yin god will not be exhausted.

"Why don't you take a step back, you take care of your yang pass, and I take care of my underworld."

If you can't beat it, be reasonable.

"What is yang and what is yin? Yin and Yang are one, and the donor is in phase. ”

Washi punched out again, shattering the yin qi, not giving the other party the slightest time to breathe.

"Does the donor want to say that the Yin Si is your thing? Is it the thing of the Yin God of Huangquan? The poor monk felt that Yin Si was not the property of any one person, but belonged to heaven and earth. ”

The two questions revealed the identity of the other party, and also pierced his thoughts, which angered the other party even more.

The enmity that blocks the way cannot be reconciled in a few words.

Voices were heard again in the void.

"We created reincarnation in the primeval years, rationalized the yin and yang of heaven and earth, and extradited sentient beings to reincarnation, but now it is just a matter of taking something that exists. Your Excellency, see if this yin is listening to my law. ”

The incense was rolling, and the black gas turned into a giant sword and smashed it.

Du Shi held up the sky with one hand, and another punch was scattered, and his eyes swept across the four directions to search for the other party's breath.

As long as you shoot, you can't do it perfectly.

"Life and death are beginning to change, and the poor monk does not deny that Your Excellency has made contributions to heaven and earth, but it does not mean that Yin Si is your thing. Heaven and earth are like countries, and all living beings are like people, and no one has contributed to them. ”

Yin Si may have been established by the gods of Huangquan, and they can indeed master Yin Si. Now it is understandable to jump out and argue, but if you want to be reasonable, there are thousands of objections to the other party.

It is a sin to regard such important laws of heaven and earth as one's own thing.

If the Yin Si at the beginning was a dynasty, it was founded by them, and it was inseparable from them. The Yin Division, which has evolved over thousands of years, is the modern society, with a complete and distinct system.

There is a difference between the two, and they are not the same thing. Exaggerate their own merits and ignore the heavens and the earth themselves.

"Enjoying the Yin God Fruit is already a reward, and taking it for yourself will be destroyed on the same day."

"Presumptuous!"

The existence hidden in the shadows is finally angry.

As soon as the cave sky was dark, the black gas rose like a tsunami.

With such a big movement, it was naturally impossible to hide his figure, and Dushi locked on the other party as soon as possible.

One is wearing a dark color robe, with complex patterns on the top, there is a cycle of life and death, there is the appearance of the underworld, and the most eye-catching thing is the eighteen layers of hell on the hem.

Among them, the evil spirits wail, and those who have obsessions and do not want to enter reincarnation are punished. The pattern is vivid, as if there really are eighteen layers of hell.

The sixth hall, the prison king, is in charge of the eighteen layers of hell, and is also the prototype of the legendary city king in later generations.

In charge of the great hell of great heat and annoyance, there are also sixteen small hells. Anyone who is unfilial in the world and makes his parents and aunts depressed and troubled will be thrown into this prison.

There are some sources for the theory of hell, but the last sentence is a fabrication made up by later generations, by the ordinary ruling class.

Yin Si has always punished those who do not want to enter reincarnation, no matter whether the other party is good or bad, and what the reason is, they must be punished.

The punishment itself is a form of forced closure of the account.

Washi's mind came up with the information of the other party, the information that the government spent a lot of money to buy.

"Amitabha, the donor is obsessed, and the poor monk has no choice but to send the donor into reincarnation."

What you can't talk about, you can talk about with your fists.

The two sides moved around in the cave, and the entire cave trembled.

One side of the Buddha is full of light, thunder is like a prison, and the power of attack is exhausted, and the moves are wide open and closed.

On the other hand, the eighteen layers of hell projection changed into 18 kinds of supernatural spells, and each hell changed into 16 small prisons.

Vaguely formed a formation, besieging the world, constantly consuming each other.

The two of them fought thousands of times in an instant, and every punch that came out of the world was broken by thousands of magical spells, as well as the collapse of a layer of hell. And the prison king released endless hell in a single thought, and re-put it on layer by layer.

Its movement even affected the outside world, and the citizens who had already fallen asleep were awakened by the subtle vibrations coming from the void. Thinking it was an earthquake, everyone ran out of the house for a while, and then the alarm sounded.

Lu Haochu looked at the earthquake alarm sent by the text message on his mobile phone, and couldn't help but pull the corners of his mouth.

"There's one more report to write."

Every mission must be written into a report, including but not limited to the people and things involved in it.

The same chaos in the yin.

The Red Buddha was surrounded by endless shackles, and for every time he tore one, there were ten more, and then various punishments followed.

Car crash, stuffy pot, crushing, small holes......

On the surface, it is torture, but in fact it is torture of the interrogatory.

You have been at fault all your life?

No one is perfect, so how can there be no one without fault in the world? The method of asking the heart has always been to kill people invisibly.

All the mistakes of his life flashed before his eyes, and there were also the wails of countless people who had been killed by himself.

He killed so many people that they piled up into a hill.

The prison student king came from a slightly surprised voice: "You bald donkey didn't expect it to be so easy to kill, sure enough, Buddha and demon are not separated." ”

This accident quickly disappeared, because the Buddha was already very merciful in his time.

At that time, the most evil sect was not the demon, but the Buddha who now keeps saying that all living beings are universal.

For example, he knows a Buddhist Buddha, and the way that the other party cultivates is called three eats, delicious, greedy, and hateful.

On weekdays, the practice is to eat, devour other living beings alive, devour others in various forms, and even make 1,880 dishes.

Among them, there are hundreds of dishes for one person.

It is called eating Buddha.

And the other party's cultivation is ultimately to quit these three eatings, so that it can be completed.

The purpose is very charming, but the process is uncomfortable even for the prison king. His eighteen layers of hell are to kill his obsessions and resentment, and the other party is just eating.

The Prison King is the best at dealing with this kind of person.

As soon as joy rose, a little Buddha light poked out from the 18 layers of hell, instantly penetrating all vanity.

The sound of the Buddha is loud, vast and bright.

"The body is like glass, clear inside and out, pure and immaculate."

Washio broke free from the 18th layer of hell, his face full of compassion, while the Red Buddha behind him had opened his bloodthirsty fangs.

The name of the Buddha and the demon does not seem to be wrong.

The prison student king's face suddenly sank, even more ugly than when he had just fallen into the downwind.

Buddha heart!

This is the type he is not good at dealing with, and the method of the eighteen layers of hell is almost ineffective against the Buddha's mind.

"The donor can know that cutting karma is not killing people, killing lives to protect life."

The red Buddha's left hand pointed to the sky, and a little thunder flashed and turned into a divine bow. With a pull of his right hand, a rapid thunderclap resounded throughout the cave.

Facing the dazzling thunder, the Prison King felt an indescribable fear welling up in his heart.

Unbeatable, run!

He didn't hesitate to turn around and run, and at the same time, he didn't forget to use the power of Yin Si to summon the 18-layer Hell Projection Pad again.

"Let's listen to the fairy thunder."

An indifferent voice came from behind him, and was immediately muffled by the earth-shattering thunder.

A ray of thunder light penetrated through the eighteen layers of hell, piercing into the Prison King's divine body, and all the methods of protecting the body were vain in front of the thunder.

This is what he has gained by crossing the world and attaining the Tao, and he has realized the three-point true meaning of the Little Five Thunder Righteous Method.

Half of the prison king's body disappeared, and then fell heavily, and he didn't even have the strength to escape.

He gasped as he sent the last of his strength into the.

"Reincarnation is immortal."

(End of chapter)