"Ahh

A desolate and cold roar came from the forbidden sea behind him, and the sound seemed to have some indescribable edge, like an invisible knife, cutting through the wind and waves above the sea, and it was like the roar of a ghost in the dark night.

"There's something approaching in the back. Xiao Chen's originally vigilant eyes suddenly froze, and so did Yan Chengcheng beside him, the sea behind the king's ship ushered in a violent wind and waves with that roar, and the spiritual power and qi machine overflowed with the intent of killing.

It's as if there are gods and demons fighting behind it.

Yes, there was indeed a tragic battle in the forbidden sea behind him, but the truth was not gods and demons, but twilight east, he encountered a terrifying thing, a hideous monster, that monster was made up of countless corpses and bones, like a huge mountain of bones, covered with speckled flesh and blood, I don't know how many corpses were fused, countless heads groaned and struggled, screaming towards the twilight monster, from a distance it looked like a small island, floating from the depths of the sea.

The breath is terrifying, I am afraid that it is already the limit of the half-ancestor, and the sea water will be reversed in a moment of movement, and it will almost be swept down by the twilight of the east for a while, and I am afraid that even if he has the combat power of the half-ancestor, he will not be able to return to the sky.

Twilight Dongliu did not hesitate, and with a thought, between heaven and earth, above the sea, it was instantly full of killing machines, and layers of spatial ripples like water waves kept surging towards the monster, cutting, and suddenly startled countless terrible screams.

"Zheng!"

He drew his sword in his right hand decisively, and with a fierce blow, he suddenly set off a stormy wave, just wanting to split the sea and cut the sky, and the sword light was like a weapon of gods and demons under the blessing of spiritual power that could not be said to be the same, and it fell with a bang.

This knife was enough to cut the river across the sea, but when it fell on the monster, it only made it shake, and Dusk Dongliu's eyes were extremely solemn.

"Wow...... Wow...... Painful ......"

A strange cry like a baby came from the mouth of the heads, and the flesh and blood sticky bone hands reached out to him, there were too many heads, and there were men, women, and children among the faces.

In an instant, the huge wave rose again, and at this moment it looked more like a yellowed corpse water, with a strange power that almost wanted to cover the sun, and actually forced Twilight Dongliu out of nothingness.

"Hum ......"

Xiaohua was so frightened that she grabbed the collar of Dusk Dongliu's clothes tightly, and she was still holding the lotus platform in her arms, her two little ears kept moving, and she swooped into Dusk Dongliu's arms while she was suspended, trembling non-stop.

The moment Twilight's form appeared from the void, it was pressed down from the air by that strange force, as if a mountain was pressed on top of his body, and the terrifying pressure kept surging from all directions, as if it was about to crush him to pieces.

"Definitely. ”

Twilight Dongliu shouted loudly, and under his words, he actually urged the runes, as if the words were followed, and the Dao patterns formed by spiritual power suddenly emerged from his body and then converged into runes, scattering vast spiritual light, and falling towards the forbidden sea.

Calm down in an instant.

However, it only lasted less than a breath, and in the middle of this breath, Twilight Dongliu had already slashed out in an instant, this knife was gathered by ten thousand knives, and the obscure swords were all gathered in one point, and fell on the monster's body.

The dark yellow and foul-smelling corpse water suddenly splashed everywhere, revealing a shocking gully slash mark, and the flesh and blood inside were all pus.

"Ah...... It hurts...... Die...... Dead ......" The person who listened to the shout was terrified by the confluence of countless voices, mixed men and women, making people's scalps tingle.

It's just that Twilight Dongliu's eyes moved slightly, as if he felt something, and his figure instantly became blurred, standing in nothingness.

In the center of the slash, Twilight Dongliu saw a head, flesh and blood were not rotten, as if sleeping, but it was only a head, no body, and this monster was more like his body, it was a monk, a very handsome monk.

How could Twilight Dongliu stop, and in an instant, he saw the knife in his hand fall again, and at the same time as he cut it, it had already disappeared into the void, and then he saw dozens, hundreds of swords appeared in all directions of the monster, leaving terrifying ravines.

And the head, unexpectedly, opened its eyes under the repeated attacks of Twilight, and there was still blood dripping from under his neck, turning into muscles and flesh and blood to connect with the monster.

The head showed deep compassion on his face, and then glanced at Twilight Dongliu, and at this glance, Twilight Dongliu instantly seemed to fall from the human world to the Yellow Spring, and there were lonely souls and wild ghosts everywhere, tearing at him, as if to drag him into endless reincarnation.

"The Way of the Spirit?" Twilight Dongliu snorted coldly, and his black hair instantly swelled, covering the sky and the sun, and the hair kept twisting and exuding a terrifying edge, cutting open the yellow spring and smashing the countless lonely souls and wild ghosts.

It's just that the wild ghost and lonely soul seems to be endless, how can you cut it all?

"Okay, I'll compete with you to see who is stronger and who is weaker. Seeing this situation, Du Dongliu stood quietly, under the mist of his body, he had made a flower in his hand, and a white lotus was born under his feet, and his body turned into a white-clothed Buddha, he was more merciful than the head, and the Buddha wheel was born behind him, and under the light of the Buddha, he was going to cross this endless lonely soul and wild ghost.

He even muttered in his mouth: "Bodhi has no tree, the mirror is not a platform, there is nothing originally, where to stir up dust." ”

When these words fell, I saw that the strange cries of countless lonely souls and wild ghosts stopped abruptly, and the illusion suddenly dispersed, and everything was still like that.

However, this Buddha verse seems to have great lethality, sharper than a knife, and vaguely, you can feel that those countless corpses have a tendency to decompose, and the compassion on the monk's face disappears, becoming wooden, and there is an indescribable creepy.

Seeing this, the sword had risen again in an instant, with a terrifying sword intent under the knife, and the visions were repeated, falling towards the previous slash marks.

With this knife, finally, the countless corpses that had been dead for many years began to become fragmented and scattered, and some of them turned into wisps of black gas, and there was no trace of them.

Countless years have passed, but for some reason, they have become like this, and they have disappeared at this moment.

But after seven or eight breaths, when the terrifying mist and dead air dissipated, I saw that the infinite corpses dissipated only one head, a blood-dripping head.

It's just that the vigilance and solemnity in Twilight Dongliu's eyes have not diminished in the slightest, and they have intensified, just because a great sense of crisis in his heart is getting deeper and deeper, and he is about to drop a knife at the head, but suddenly he hears another Buddha voice in the distance.

"The body is a Bodhi tree, the heart is a mirror platform, always wipe diligently, don't make dust. ”

A headless monk with a jade spirit is coming from Lingbo in the distance.