The twelve-rank blood lotus restrained the Shura King, burning karma, making him miserable, and Rao is many years of cultivating Buddha could not bear the sharp pain in his soul at this moment, and his face changed greatly.

The mind was in turmoil, the true qi was boiling, and the golden light of the Buddha Gate was suppressed, constantly shrinking, and in a moment it had shrunk to the body of the Shura King. The stone roof could not hold on to such power, and it was in ashes.

In the red sea of blood light, King Shura was shrouded in the only remaining golden light, churning out the sea of blood, like an egg floating in the shadow of the sword and sword, and it was about to be shattered.

"Haha!"

The Styx Ancestor laughed wildly: "People say that no matter how fierce they are, they can't be Shura, so what? A fool who only wants to learn from the Rakshasa King and justify it by killing, do you think it's enough to kill more? The strong want to be ruthless and indifferent, not stupid to be the enemy of the world, and the fierce is just a symbol of inner weakness." ”

"I know you better than anyone else, Shura, you look murderous, but you are weaker than anyone else. You want to use killing to intimidate others, you want to use killing to make yourself brave, but you don't know that the more you do, the more cowardly you are. ”

"Inside your bloody body, there is a weak heart. So after you killed all your relatives, you didn't come to me for revenge, but sadly chose to take refuge in Buddhism to escape what you had done. ”

"Why do you dare to appear in front of me as a weak person?"

With a long shout, the killing sword in his hand waved, and two sword lights were slashed, like blood thunder rushing to kill, slashing on the golden light of the talisman.

"Poof!"

With a loud bang, King Shura snorted, a large mouthful of blood spurted out, and his face instantly became like gold leaf, extremely ugly.

"Oops!"

Hou Tu Niangniang frowned, extremely worried: "Not to mention the Yuan Tu Sword and the Ah Nose Sword, these twelve blood lotus are too restrained Shura." ”

The fox demon was also worried, Yang Fanhai looked at a few people, Master Feng was a little distracted, as if he was thinking about something, and Donghuang Taiyi stood motionless, expressionless.

"Taiyi, do you want to ......?"

Hou Tu Niangniang opened her mouth, as if she wanted to say something, but before she finished speaking, Donghuang Taiyi shook her head decisively: "Don't do anything, this is his battle, I won't mix it before, and I won't mix it now." If he does die, I'll kill Styx to avenge him. ”

said that he didn't want to care, but the clenched fist was Yang Fanhai also knew that he must be extremely worried in his heart.

With one sword, how could the Styx Ancestor stop there, and he was unforgiving, riding the waves of the sea of blood and approaching rapidly, holding two killing swords in his hand, and two sword lights in succession, right in the middle of the Shura King.

was already suppressed by the twelve-grade blood lotus, and he was seriously injured, and at this moment, the momentum of the Shura King was not as good as before. was slashed by the sword light again, and there was almost no resistance.

A pillar of blood spurted out, and the whole person soared up, two terrible sword marks were cut out of his chest, and his bones were broken, revealing his internal organs.

Falling into the sea of blood, churning endlessly, although there is a golden light to resist the water of the sea of blood, the severity of the injury is enough to make people tremble. King Shura struggled to sit up, but it was difficult to even sit cross-legged.

Reluctantly, he put his hands together and chanted painfully: "There is no Amitabha Buddha in the south." ”

Surprisingly, the chest injury was horrifying, but the speed of recovery was even more astonishing. It was as if time had been sped up hundreds of times, and the chest injury had recovered rapidly, and by the time the Buddha name was recited, it had recovered as before.

Immortal ...... Yang Fanhai knew that he had seen it in Jiuhua. The magic power of Buddhism and blood has long been out of such strange powers.

"The recovery ability is good!" Styx Ancestor sneered: "It's a pity what's the use, now that you're in my sea of blood, you're like a prisoner, and it's only a matter of time before you are killed." It's a painful thing, but if you want to make it abuse, you can't blame me. ”

As he spoke, the Yuan Tu Sword and the Ah Bi Sword swung rapidly, and the sword light was like rain, constantly slashing at the Shura King. The golden light of the Buddha Gate was already in danger, and when it was attacked like this, it shattered in an instant.

The immeasurable sword light struck one by one, cutting down the flesh and blood. King Shura was originally a fat body, and in an instant, he was cut off and left with a skeleton stained with a little flesh and blood.

The tragic appearance, the heartache of the seekers, the Eastern Emperor Tai's fist was wrung out of the fire, but he still did not move, and he was silent.

The true qi is messy and unsustainable, and it is beaten by the waves of the sea of blood and cannot be stopped. King Shura sat up again with difficulty, and folded his hands: "Nan no Ami ......!"

Before the Buddha could finish chanting, the Styx Ancestor had already approached, kicked King Shura to the ground with one kick, and stepped on it again, stepping on his chest, and bombarding his true qi one after another, causing the remaining flesh and blood to shoot out and break the white bones.

"Buddha, is it useful?"

Looking at the painful appearance of the Shura King, the Styx Ancestor had a hideous face: "Only stupid weaklings will choose to sit on such evasive things, Shura, you are already vulnerable, what else can you do?"

One kick to fly, the power of the sea of blood, the sword qi of the killing sword, and the burning karma of the twelve-grade blood lotus, the body, the primordial god and the soul, all aspects of the attack, the Styx Ancestor did his best.

The immortal body is only relative, and no one can be truly immortal, especially the Shura King, who focuses on the physical body, but the defense of the primordial spirit and soul is limited. As long as the inner body is destroyed, the so-called immortal body will only be the walking dead.

The crazy attack was like poisoning and killing, and the Shura King was completely unable to resist. In the face of such a terrible attack, the undead became vulnerable. There was hardly a bit of flesh on the skeleton, and countless cracks appeared, which were about to be destroyed.

"Bang!"

With a crisp sound, the skeleton shattered, and was instantly swallowed by the sea of blood, and only one head of the Shura King was left churning in the sea of blood, like a gossamer.

"Taiyi, I can't wait......"

Hou Tu Niangniang was worried, and seemed to want to make a move, but was stopped by the Eastern Emperor Taiyi: "No one is allowed to make a move, if Shura dies, I will avenge him." Our brothers have always been like this, we can avenge each other, but there are some things that we can only do ourselves, and we can't let each other take their place. ”

Donghuang Taiyi, a word, Hou Tu Niang Niang is helpless, and she can only endure it.

In that place, King Shura had only one head left to float, and his immortal body was also to the extreme, and it could not be recovered.

The Styx Ancestor held the sword in both hands and shouted: "Shura, goodbye, become my flesh and blood puppet!"

The sword light intertwined, and with the will to kill, he slashed at the only remaining head.

Manpower is sometimes poor, and even King Shura can no longer turn over, and his soul will inevitably be scattered in this sword slash.

The people who were secretly paying attention were holding their breath, and the fire in the hands of the Eastern Emperor Taiyi was raging, and his patience was also at the end. He will not save the Shura King, but once the Shura King dies, he will definitely take action at the first time, and will never let the Styx Ancestor withdraw, just like killing the Kunpeng Dao people.

Seeing that the sword light was about to be slashed, he suddenly heard a burst of Dao sounds, booming, and the almost desperate head was agitating, like a dough being squeezed around, extremely weird.

Between the lightning and flint, a breath rushed to the sky, bloody and furious, and a little red light suddenly rushed out of the purple mansion of the Shura King, and the red light bloomed again, and that little red light turned into a figure.

This figure is fat, red, murderous all over his body, holding a bloody shadow mad knife, and his anger is turbulent. The sword light flashed, and it directly slashed the sword light.

With a "boom", the sword light shattered, and the fat figure fell on the sea of blood, looking at the Styx Ancestor in front of him, his eyes were red, and his face was angry.

"Repair...... Shura!"

The Styx Ancestor shuddered, and then looked at the back of the fat body, and his eyes opened even more, as big as a cowbell, and shouted in a trembling voice: "This ...... What's going on!"

Yang Fanhai was also stunned in the stone forest, and there were two Shura kings in the sea of blood. To be exact, they are two Shura kings who look exactly the same, but have completely different breaths.

Just now, when the figure jumped out, everyone was attracted to attention, and when they looked back, they found that the head of King Shura, which was about to disappear, was completely restored to normal in an instant. At this moment, he is sitting in the sea of blood, with a golden light of Buddhism and a solemn appearance.

What is surprising is that at this moment, the Shura King does not feel any blood qi on his body, only murderous energy and Buddha light remain. No matter how much blood is surging around, he can't get close at all.

And the figure standing in front of him was exactly the same as him, fat, bloody, and holding a bloody shadow madness knife in his hand, like a treasure, and the power was amazing.

The two seem to be one person, but the two also seem to be completely different people. Yang Fanhai was dumbfounded, and the Styx Ancestor didn't know what was going on, so he stood still and didn't move.

After a long while, as if he had discovered something, the Styx Ancestor sneered: "Stupid guy, do you think that you can save you by turning into a clone and postponing for a while? ”

"Nan no Amitabha!" King Shura chanted, closed his eyes again, and still just recited the scriptures.

And the Styx Ancestor roared, urging the sea of blood to churn, and the twelve-grade blood lotus curled up red mangs to kill the Shura King again. And he himself brandished the killing sword, sneering at the figure holding the blood shadow mad knife.

The swords fought together, booming, and the sword qi and sword rays condensed and shattered, turning into pieces of blood-colored snow and flying in all directions. However, in an instant, the Styx Ancestor had already made thousands of moves with that figure.

"Ahh

Two loud roars rang out at the same time, and the impact of the qi made this side of hell turn red as blood, which was extremely terrifying. In the frenzy of immeasurable energy, the two figures separated, glaring angrily and gasping for air.

The sword-wielding figure had a strong killing intent, and the Styx Ancestor was stunned, looking at the other party and shouting: "How is it possible, how is it possible, you are just an incarnation, how can it be so powerful." ”

After a fierce fight, he really didn't fall behind, but this was too abnormal. The incarnation is already quite good to have sixty percent of the combat power of the deity, but the other party's incarnation seems to have ten percent of the combat power.

The knife-wielding figure grinned: "You idiot, how can you think that I am just an avatar!"

"Not an avatar!"

The Styx Ancestor was stunned for a moment, then thought of something, gasped, looked frightened, and pointed at the Shura King who looked like a monk and shouted in shock.

"You...... You...... You're chopping the way!"