In the land of bones, a bloody storm rolled up, and the resentful spirits were entangled, and the resentful spirits howled angrily.

All the blood light was drawn into the skull by the corpse demon, and the blood light was centered on the skull, wrapping Xingtian's body and defiling his will.

If Xingtian's body is completely defiled, then Xingtian's will will disappear completely.

Xingtian occupies the body, and the corpse demon occupies the head, and the two are fighting.

But the corpse demon has been here for 10,000 years, and he has long woken up and made waves, but Xingtian was suppressed and has not woken up.

Therefore, at the beginning, in this collision, Xingtian fell into disadvantage.

"The poor monk has long said that a person like you who can only play tricks and tricks is not worthy of the name of the god of war at all. ”

Tang Mo said lightly, and the Great Xia Dragon in his hand slashed towards the blood light.

Heaven and earth waved, this knife, up to nine heavens, down to destroy nine shadows, the scorching sword disappeared into the blood light, the blood light of the successive corpses and demons was all wiped out.

All the surrounding souls, resentful spirits, and everything that can help the corpse demon were all wiped out by his knife.

"Damn! Tang Sanzang, don't be complacent! When I suppress him, you will be next!

The corpse demon screamed wildly.

Everything that happened suddenly was beyond his expectations, originally he thought that the dust had already settled, but he didn't expect that Xingtian's will would awaken.

In his heart, he also hated Tang Mo very much.

"I didn't kill you back then! I will kill you today! You came from me, you belong to me, and you will dissipate from me!"

Xingtian held the giant axe in his hand, and he was about to cut it off towards his head.

The corpse demon said frantically, "Impossible! You want to kill me like you did back then, I tell you, impossible! Absolutely impossible! What happened back then can't happen again." ”

The corpse demon and the torture heaven are fighting for control of the body.

Xingtian's body trembled, and the movements of his hands were very stiff and sluggish.

It is a collision between simplicity, between will and will, spirit and spirit.

It is difficult for others to help, of course, this other person does not include Tang Mo.

【Ding Dong!Resentment!Negative Sentiment from the Corpse Demon +300.】

Tang Mo opened his mouth and said, "The poor monk has a volume of meditation mantras, which can subdue demons and subdue demons. ”

Nan Wu, Na Luo Jinqi. Rinri Maha, Rinda Shaba. Sapa Ata, Dou Lost Friends, A Died Pregnancy.

Sabhasada, Namavasada, Namavaga, Majttabeans.

In his mouth, he spit out Buddha sounds one by one, and the sound of Zen chanting sounded, with a kind of tranquility, which made people feel at ease, and the immeasurable Buddha light bloomed.

The brilliance bloomed, which triggered the resonance of Buddhism, and the Buddhist scriptures and ancient characters turned into substance, floating in the void.

The glow is bright, the golden light is soaring into the sky, humming and ringing, stirring the sky.

The sound of the Buddha sounded in the soul of the corpse demon, purifying his body of anger and evil energy.

King Kong subdues the demon, and the sound of Zen chanting suppresses the corpse demon.

The corpse demon was born because of the demons in his heart, and the Buddha's supernatural powers are the most restrained, and he is a demonic thing.

Under the sound of the Buddha, Xingtian held the giant axe, and with a little more speed, he was about to cut off his head.

"No! Damn Tang Sanzang, damn Tang Sanzang!"

The corpse demon screamed in horror, cursing without listening.

He used all his strength to inspire a storm of blood and qi again and again, and finally suppressed the main Xingtian and controlled the actions of Xingtian.

"Don't think that with Tang Sanzang's help, you can defeat me! You coward, you waste, you should disappear as soon as possible!"

"Amitabha!"

Tang Mo chanted a Buddha horn, and the chanting sound in his mouth became urgent.

His body emitted endless light, and one by one Buddha sounds were imprinted in the void, surrounding the corpse demons.

The majesty of Buddhism was brought into full play, and the purifying breath erupted, shining in the depths of the soul of the corpse demon.

At this moment, the corpse demon's thoughts seemed to be frozen, slowing down for a few seconds.

"No! no!"

The corpse demon roared unwillingly, and Xingtian's hand holding the giant axe had already slashed down towards the head.

Airplanes!

With an axe head, a big head flew out from the body of Xingtian.

After 10,000 years, the scene of the past reappeared, and this time, Xingtian personally cut off his head.

With both breasts as the eyes and the navel as the mouth, Xingtian held the dry qi, laughed, and said, "A thousand calamities! Ten thousand difficulties!

"What if you don't have a head! Kill the demons in your heart! I am a genius and a god of war! A god of war who fights the heavens and the earth, and fights all beings!"

At this moment, Xingtian beheaded and preached.

He shed his shackles, and the terrifying aura on his body burst out in all directions, and the White Bone Ridge couldn't bear it, and exploded one crack after another.

This is the punishment day, the god of war in the past!

Fight the heavens, the earth, and all beings!

The corpse demon was in the skull, and roared angrily, "Damn it, damn it! I'm the Torture Heaven! You give me my body back!"

He controlled Xingtian's head and pounced on Xingtian.

He wanted to merge with the flesh again and control it.

The physical body has left the head, and it can still exist, and it is still the god of war.

But who is he, with only one head left?

The corpse demon can't help but be crazy, after so many years of hard work, so many years of arrangement, what is it for?

In order to become a punishment heaven and become a god of war punishment heaven!

And now!

Everything came to naught, and he didn't dare to imagine what would happen in the future, and what was left of him.

As Tang Mo said, his essence is a poor worm.

He was born because of Xingtian, if he loses the name of Xingtian, what will he have left?

"It's time to finish! You were born to me, and you will end with me!"

Xingtian sighed, and the axe in his hand slashed towards the corpse demon.

"You've lived for 10,000 years, you've earned it! Now, it's time to disappear!"

Xingtian slashed at the corpse demon with a giant axe, and also slashed at his own head.

Tang Mo's face was strange, this was to cut off his own head with his own hands, and he wanted to destroy his own head.

The corpse demon has fused with the head of Xingtian, and if you want to kill the corpse demon, you can only destroy the head.

Even Tang Mo, seeing this scene, had to sigh, Xingtian deserved to be Xingtian, he was a werewolf after all!

Xingtian made a move, and the dry qi was in his hands, it was a completely different power, and the giant axe was cut down, pressing the void heavily.

This is a supreme blow.

Xingtian slaughtered from above the nine heavens, and a force of coercion swept through everything.

Patches of blood mist erupted around the corpse demon, rushing towards Xingtian.

He wanted to fall on top of his body again, to control it.

But it didn't work.

Xingtian held the giant axe, the kind of invincible power that dominated the entire world, and slashed at the corpse demon.

This is no longer a level of struggle, Xingtian is holding the Qianqi, which is completely different from the corpse demon control just now.

Xingtian held the dry qi and restored the supreme posture of the ancient times.

At this moment, this axe, he wants to cut off his head, he wants to cut off his demons.