Jiang Chen, who was walking through the jungle and was about to rush to the place where Bai Feishuang was, felt the familiar spiritual power fluctuations in the distance, and frowned in disgust.

"The evil dog of the Futu Sect, the ghost is still lingering?"

Jiang Chen immediately changed direction, his feet were sliding, walking through the forest and stepping on the leaves, and silently approaching the place where the Buddha mantra was shaking.

Soon, he saw the King of Equality, sitting alone at the water's edge.

King Ping slowly recited the mantra, blood remained on his face, but his expression was peaceful, like sitting on a lotus platform. He didn't seem to be aware of Jiang Chen's approach.

'Trap? This thought flashed through Jiang Chen's mind.

Gandharpo and the King of Equality are inseparable, the King of Equality sits here alone, and Gandharpo is ambushed in the shadows?

But what about even a trap? With this young man's current strength, even if the two of them come together, I can smash them one by one!

With strong self-confidence, Jiang Chen still decided to act cautiously, quietly went around in a circle, and approached from behind the King of Equality.

At seven steps, the King of Equality suddenly spoke.

"You're here."

His voice was upright and peaceful, not coming out of his mouth, but using a mysterious method to go straight to Jiang Chen's heart.

Now that it had been discovered, Jiang Chen simply raised his fist directly.

"Yes, you can spot me seven paces away."

"If I let you go one more step, I won't have a chance to speak." Accompanied by the ethereal chanting of the Buddha's mantra, King Ping sighed softly, "Those who are dying can always see something different." ”

"What about her?" Jiang Chen searched the surroundings and did not find any hidden traces.

"If there is fate, you will naturally be able to see her."

"The ability of the thief and the bald donkey to play tricks has grown again." Jiang Chen snorted, "Then after today, do you guess you still have a fate with her?" ”

The King of Equality said in a gloomy tone: "Probably no chance." ”

"So you knew what was going to happen to you."

"It's not hard to guess what happened to me."

"What else do you have to say?"

"There is nothing to say."

"Can you put it down?"

"What joy in life, what regret in death."

"Since you have no regrets, why not break yourself?"

King Equality smiled bitterly: "Even if you don't come, I'm not far from death." ”

"Looks like I came just in time."

"It's not a coincidence, I should say." The King of Equality smiled again, smiling mysteriously, "You're here, just on the road together-"

At the end of the word, the King of Equality was already in mid-air, as if an invisible lotus platform held him up.

He saluted in one hand, pinched the seal with the other, turned his thumb inward, and recited the Buddha's words: "When the five turbidities and evil worlds are evil, there is no Buddha world, and there is a mature and affectionate ......."

In the chanting of the Bliss Mantra, the scene of heaven and earth behind him changed rapidly, turning into a dark and deep color, as if opening the door to the netherworld, countless ghosts and demons howled through the ears, and thousands of thin and slender black bones and arms poked out of the black clouds around him, grabbing the small figure on the ground.

Dark Bodhisattva, "Thousand Devil Hands"!

"Looks like you still haven't put it down." Jiang Chen looked up, "I'll help you put it down—"

He bent down and stepped violently, and his body shot out, and the person rushed towards the thousand ghost hands with unparalleled strength like a cannonball.

He threw a simple and direct punch, and the air was torn apart by the fierce force, making a condensed sound.

Dragon Emperor Fist, "Chaotic Yin and Yang"!

Like a divine soldier unsheathed, destroying the withered and decaying, thousands of ghost hands were all broken by the incomparable energy, the evil ghosts wailed in the gusts of yin wind, and Jiang Chen's true body had penetrated the black clouds and appeared in front of the King of Equality, his fist did not stop, and he hit his chest directly.

"If you're dead, you can naturally let it go!"

"......" King Ping exhaled and drank an obscure incantation, and suddenly saw a phantom figure two feet tall around him, wearing a robe, wearing a monk's hat, holding a pearl in his left hand, and a tin staff in his right hand, with a majestic face, clearly the image of the legendary King of the Earth Bodhisattva, looking at Jiang Chen.

Jiang Chen punched and was opened by the tin staff of the phantom of the King of Jizo.

King Equality took the opportunity to retreat, but the phantom remained in place, and was caught up by Jiang Chen with another punch, and the wailing dissipated.

Jiang Chen froze in the air, looked at the scene where the phantom dissipated, and frowned: "This is not the Yang God Law Phase, it is ...... The wronged soul of mortals. ”

The King of Equality nodded, "Yes, it has been wiped out under your fist." ”

"It's a good deal to exchange it for your life."

"A life-saving deal, even if it's not cost-effective, you have to do it."

King Ping held one hand on his chest, and the other hand hung down on his lower abdomen, pinching and conjuring a mysterious handprint, and suddenly more than ten inky black and gloomy ancient seals floated from behind him, faintly revealing a human form. Under the glow of the nether runes, the Buddha mantra gradually deepened, empty and sad, and illusory.

Jiang Chen said coldly: "These people are all dead at your hands? ”

"Eliminate demons and defend the road, it is inevitable that it will be stained with blood." King Equality sighed, "Amitabha, my Buddha is merciful!" ”

"What a mercy! How many souls have been buried under your merciful hands? ”

The King of Equality clasped his hands together: "All living beings are suffering, my Buddha is merciful!" ”

Jiang Chen smiled coldly: "At most, there are only thirteen lives, and I will let you have mercy thirteen times!" ”

As the words fell, he sprinted through the air, as fast as wind and lightning, as if he had melted into the gloomy black clouds, and for a moment he was beyond the perception of the Equal King.

When King Equality raised his head in a panic and regained his perception of Jiang Chen again, Jiang Chen had already passed through the black cloud barrier, raised his arm and slammed his fist, wrapped in a monstrous murderous aura, and appeared in front of King Equality.

The King of Equality didn't have time to block, but there was an inky black ancient seal that turned into the image of a holy girl in white, protected him, and took the punch for him.

Guanyin in white, "the soul dies for death"!

There was no sound of any collision, and the holy girl shattered.

Jiang Chen had already punched three times in a row, one punch was as fast as a punch, and it sounded as crisp as a firecracker - Dragon Emperor Fist, "Breaking the Dragon"!

The ancient seals appeared one by one, turning into different images, including Vajra, Yaksha, and Buddha, successively blocking Jiang Chen's bombardment.

Great Freedom, "Dead Souls Die for Death"!

Desire to turn him into a free heaven, "the soul of the dead for death"!

Happy change day, "dead soul for death"!

Seeing the history of many days, "the soul of the dead dies"!

……

The figure of the King of Equality flashed away, and he smiled in the air: "Good skills!" ”

"It's good to kill you!"

The sound of breaking the air is up again!

Fists like thunderbolts!

In midair, like the scene of the Nine Netherworlds, black flames rolled, and the ink-lacquered demon Jiao probed from the abyss, opened its sharp teeth, and bit at Jiang Chen.

Jiang Chen avoided the huge head of the Demon Jiao, turned into a meteor, and followed the King of Equality.

The strength of this fist has just flashed, and the second fist has exploded again, followed by the third and fourth fists......

The eighth-order "King Kong" is swung to the extreme, and every punch has the power to pull out mountains and tear the ground, and if you hit the flesh and blood, you will definitely die.

And the soul of the ancient seal envoy of the King of Equality also has more and more strength, from being able to take two punches and then three punches......

Night Motian was punched five times.

The Buddha was punched seven times.

The famous Buddha was punched thirteen times.