Chapter 952: Sanskrit Chanting

At this moment, the snake suddenly opened its eyes.

A pair of blood-red pupils thundered with lightning, and a ferocious, violent momentum rose from its body, turning into a thunderbolt and slashing into the peacock king's outstretched hand.

With a click, the five fingers of the mana condensation actually collapsed inch by inch, and were split by a divine thunder shot out of the snake's eyes.

The power contained in this divine thunder is extremely strong, and even the attack of the Peacock King can be broken.

"Such a powerful divine thunder, he has been listening to the sermon in Lingshan for many years, and his means are really not comparable to ordinary demon clans." The Peacock King muttered to himself.

A dark cloud appeared out of thin air, enveloping the entire void, and the wind roared angrily.

After the death of this snake, the resentment was extremely heavy, coupled with the special environment here, which caused this resentment to accumulate day by day, becoming deeper and deeper, and even formed a cloud of calamity, which contained destructive power.

Clusters of thunder were bred in this cloud of calamity, crackling, jumping non-stop, and each thunder bead contained extremely violent power, which seemed to be able to destroy everything.

"This is an ancient demon art," Song Xing said with a hint of surprise in his eyes, "It is a spell developed by the Lord of the Demon Realm specifically against evil spirits at the beginning of the birth of heaven and earth, and once it is cast, it will cause a catastrophe in heaven and earth, and all things will wither." I didn't expect that this snake demon's resentment could trigger this technique. ”

This thundercloud suddenly expanded, covering the Peacock King and the others, trying to wipe them out.

The face of the Peacock King changed slightly, and he sacrificed a bronze bell, the bell rang twice, and a crisp and pleasant bell sounded, and a circle of ripples spread out, hitting the clouds, and suddenly the clouds were churning, and it seemed that they had encountered a strong attack.

Thick lightning bolts fell down and smashed on the bronze bell, stirring up layers of ripples, smashing out cracks on the bronze bell, which seemed to be broken at any time.

"King Ming, don't fight with it, the Heavenly Tribulation of Lingshan is contaminated with strange power, and if it is contaminated, it will be troublesome, it is better to fight quickly." Song Xing hurriedly reminded.

The Peacock King snorted coldly, stepped out, the air flow of the whole body was bulging, and the hair was flying, like a peerless female god of war, her palm stretched out, and she grabbed the snake's head, and was about to take it away.

The snake also sensed the impending crisis, raised its head violently, and with a roar, the sound wave turned into a hurricane, blowing in all directions, and actually lifted the bronze bell away.

Immediately afterwards, the snake flicked its tail and slapped the Peacock King fiercely.

The Peacock King had a solemn face, his body was twisted, and his toes continued to move on the ground, avoiding the tail of the snake, and at the same time, the lotus flower in her hand flew and sprinkled with bursts of light, shining on the snake.

The smell of decay emanating from the snake's body was as if sulfuric acid had been poured on the body.

"Evil Barrier!" The Peacock King flew with his palm, urging the mantra and turning into a huge pagoda. The pagoda is painted in five colors, carved with sigils, and five Buddhas sit on it.

The pagoda was suppressed and pressed the snake to the ground.

The snake struggled hard, but it could never get out, and could only be suppressed on the ground by the five-colored pagoda.

The Peacock King sealed with one hand, spat out a mantra, and a mysterious power flew out of her eyebrows and poured into the five-colored pagoda.

The Peacock King stretched out his arms, and five wings were displayed behind his back, which were twenty zhang long, and each feather was very bright and full of holiness, like a beautiful gem inlaid on the wings. Behind her, the five-colored wings flapped gently, and a stream of five-colored gang qi surging and rushing in.

The snake let out a miserable scream, wrapped in five-colored qi, and its whole body was pitch black, and its scales peeled off, revealing the white bones of Sensen.

Thundered!

Suddenly, the injuries on the snake's body recovered incredibly, and burst out with a terrifying aura, and with a fierce flick, the five-colored pagoda was bounced away, and the Peacock King took seven or eight steps back before he could barely stabilize his body.

Roar! The snake let out an angry roar, its body burned with raging flames, and a powerful aura erupted, actually suppressing the mana of the Peacock Ming King, making it impossible for her to use it.

The snake's body shook, rushing over like a long rainbow, the speed was extremely fast, almost in a flash to reach the Peacock King, the mouth opened, aimed at her head and bit it.

"So fast!" A look of horror flashed on the Peacock King's face.

She hurriedly ran all her cultivation, and the wings behind her spread out again, turning into a round of sun, golden and dazzling, making people unable to open their eyes.

The Peacock King's wings were cut out like blades, but it had no effect, the surface of the snake's body was covered with thick carapaces, no matter how her wings chopped, there was no way to hurt the snake's body.

The Peacock King was shocked and thrown into the air, and a sneer appeared on her face: "It's just a little snake, can it still be against the sky?"

The bronze bell in her hand shook violently, making a crisp sound, and many mysterious handwriting appeared on the bell wall, which were combined to deduce a series of scripture patterns.

A ray of light emanated from the bronze bell, overwhelming the sky and pressing towards the snake.

"The number of thousands, the number of trillions, the three thousand avenues, the derivation of the five elements, the intersection of heaven and earth, and the revelation of the five directions"

As the Peacock King recited the scriptures, a richer fairy light bloomed on her body, like a colorful Xia robe, which set off her holiness and nobility.

She struck out with one palm, and the scriptures condensed in her palm, changing and changing, as if the talismans were floating and swimming, converging into a huge magic seal.

The huge magic seal hit the body of the snake, directly rolling the snake to the ground, and the huge body had no way to stand up.

The snake roared in pain, its body squirmed, and wisps of black smoke came out of its body. This black smoke has a fishy smell, which permeates the air, making people smell disgusting.

Under this power, the snake let out a miserable wail, the muscles of the whole body continued to expand, the bones began to collapse, the blood veins of its body all boiled at this moment, and hideous scars appeared on the surface of the body, as if something had awakened in its body.

Click!!

The sound of bones exploding came from the snake's body.

Bang!

Its entire body suddenly cracked, turning into a mass of liquid, dripping and spinning, and finally converging into a massive sphere in midair.

"What is this?" Everyone looked into the air in confusion.

This huge sphere grew bigger and denser, and finally these dense liquids turned into bones, which were all the thickness of the mouth of the bowl, densely arranged, as if forming a bone dragon, lifelike, and even swallowing mist.

There was a burst of Sanskrit singing in the sphere, and the Sanskrit singing voice was ancient, desolate, and vast, as if it came from the beginning of the famine, before the birth of all things, there was an indescribable majesty and solemnity.

The bones swung and rubbed against each other, making a buzzing sound.

Suddenly, there was a low whistling sound from the bones, this whistling sound was very strange, it seemed to cry but not cry, it seemed to laugh but not laugh, it seemed to be sad and happy, it seemed to be happy and not sad, if it was a yin and yang family who was proficient in ghosts and gods, he would definitely know that this was a cry of whimpering, resentment, unwillingness, and despair.

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