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Chapter 276: Vicious <涅盘>Fight


A wonderful, indescribable feeling, rippling in Zhou Qing's heart, after differentiating into two incarnations, the little true spirit hidden in the primordial spirit, suddenly felt much clearer, the demon king Bo Xun black so big that it cut through the space, the monkey Ruyi golden hoop stick's groundbreaking power, shattering countless void supernatural powers, all seemed to become slow, so that Zhou Qing could clearly estimate the trick of operation, very clear, clear feeling, just like the night pearl covered with a thick layer of grass ash, suddenly inserted with a rag, Although it was not clean, it immediately radiated light.

Kill the battle instinct, so that it can not control itself, the soul is a little true spirit, since the day after tomorrow, it is contaminated with many thoughts, where to come from, where to go, just like the pearl is covered with dust, Xuan Zhi Xuan, work together, Zhu Rong two ancestors, the idea of battle is too strong, since Zhou Qing summoned it, the consciousness scattered in the universe and Zhou Qing combined, naturally fused together, inseparable, so that Zhou Qing's little bit of true spirit covered with more and more dust.

After all, it is not the power that he has worked hard to cultivate, the sky is running, there are advantages and disadvantages, and now once he is killed, it is like seeing the clouds, the pearl is washing the dust, Zhou Qing even faintly felt the mystery of the operation of the Heavenly Dao, but if he felt it carefully, it was like seeing flowers in the fog, hazy and unclear, as if there was a veil in front of his eyes, and he could not see the clear variables of the Heavenly Dao, good fortune and misfortune, these thoughts and feelings were running rapidly in Zhou Qing's heart, but they were like electric light, only one billionth of an instant.

The heart is like floating clouds and often at ease, meaning that the flowing water is anything, and then the clouds disperse when the moon is empty, and the pearl appears when the water is dry, although the clouds and water are good, but it is an obstacle that blinds the pearl of the moon, the clouds and water do not disperse, where to see the pearl of the moon.

The thought of good and evil, just like the clouds and water, the clouds do not disperse, the water does not dry up, how to see the good and evil of the Haoyue Pearl without cutting it, and where can you see yourself clearly and not see yourself clearly, and where can you estimate the changes in the way of heaven Zhou Qing still understands, Wukong Taoist said that the road of the mixed yuan Dao fruit: "difficult, difficult, really difficult" Even if the thought of good and evil is cut off, there is still oneself, which is still in the operation of the heavenly way, and after countless tribulations, it is still turned into ashes.

The demon king's scythe is about to come over, Zhou Qing can see it clearly, he can see it clearly, he is not blinded by the evil thoughts of fighting, of course the true spirit is clear, he hugged the Donghuang Bell and slammed it directly on the edge of the sickle, although his wrist was numb by the huge force of the sickle, but the scythe of the demon king was swept away by Zhou Qing in one fell swoop.

Zhou Qing's strength is far inferior to that of the Demon King, and the magic weapon does not have an advantage, but the trajectory of the Demon King's sickle is faintly grasped by Zhou Qing.

It's just that the sickle move can't leave the top of Zhou Qing's head, looking for an opportunity, and killing Zhou Qing only has the ability to parry.

Who knew that Zhou Qing suddenly became powerful, and he saw the trajectory of his sickle clearly, and swept himself away, this surprise and right and wrong were not trivial, the demon king hurriedly shook a shot, jumped out of the circle, and then made plans.

The demon king had just jumped out of the circle and walked north, when suddenly a general-looking Zhou Qing appeared on the northern sea, all of them were python-headed people, stepping on two black dragons, wrapped around a cyan python in his hand, and roaring in his mouth: "Brother Dao, don't worry, I'll help you capture the demon king." ” The demon king was frightened, and walked westward, and saw a big man with fiery red scales all over his body, stepping on two fire dragons, a beast head and a human body, and two fire snakes in his ears, roaring in his mouth, alarming the heavens and the earth, and his voice was rolling, and it was also a general shout: "The demon king is repaired, you can't escape with your wings today, and you will be captured quickly, so as not to spoil your surname."

The Demon King was furious: "How capable do you have to dare to make such a wild statement, so that you will turn into powder."

"Then take the big knife and chop it.

"I'm Zhu Rong yes, so that you know how powerful I am" Zhu Rong didn't dodge, grabbed the knife with his hand, and the demon king scolded: "I don't know whether I live or die."

Hand knife handover, the spark rushed up to the sky, the demon king cut Zhu Rong with a knife, and then used another knife to take it, Zhu Rong fought hard, knowing that his strength was not as good as the demon king, just swimming, grabbed a fire halberd in the water curtain, danced, hundreds of millions of tons of seawater was evaporated into white gas, and then turned into heavy rain and will fall.

The drops of rain, all the size of a millstone, have not yet fallen into the sea, and have been evaporated, rising to a height of millions of zhang, blown by the cold wind, still falling, the cycle is endless, spectacular to the extreme.

"My God" Bai Qi snatched the demon mirror in the hand of the mosquito man, and shone it down, so that he could see more clearly, saw Zhu Rong's martial arts, as a big witch, he couldn't help but tremble, holding the mirror in one hand, and dancing with the sword of killing in the other, the cold light was deep, the sword qi was horizontal, the mosquito Taoist was unguarded, and was cut off a piece of Taoist robe, and suddenly trembled with anger, but he didn't dare to go up to theorize, but he knew that Bai Qi, this madman didn't make any sense at all, and he couldn't beat him, although the mosquito Taoist was better than him, but when he fought, it was inevitable to hang some color.

Bai Qi was defeated by Yang Jian last time, and he felt very uncomfortable, because he had been trapped for two thousand years, and his skills had been consumed to the extreme, and he had only recently repaired it back, and compared with two thousand years ago, there was still progress, but he was not sure about finding Yang Jian to take revenge, and Zhou Qing was divided into Gonggong Zhurong, which was born from Pangu blood, born from battle, although the strength was not one-ten-thousandth of that in its heyday, but fighting alone, even if Yang Jian's means reached the sky, it was difficult to escape defeat, Bai Qi of course had to learn a little.

Silent battle, in an instant, the flame halberd was slashed thousands of times by the demon king's broadsword, but it was still condensed and formed, in the eyes of others, it was just a weapon handover, but Zhou Qing saw it clearly, this means, he couldn't use it if he changed it, although Zhu Rong's strength was not as strong as the demon king, but the technique was exquisite, and the martial arts were strong, in an instant, the two clashed thousands of times, and the demon king actually didn't take the slightest advantage.

But after all, the strength is not good, after an instant, the demon king once again shattered the flame halberd, a knife on Zhu Rong's chest, Zhu Rong fell into the water, the demon king is going to be ruthless, full force to carry the knife, to cut the head, the back of the co-worker caught up, shouted: "Repair my brother Dao" A thick column of water was condensed into a halberd by him, the two of them had one water and one fire, but the weapon was the same, stabbing towards the back of the demon king's neck.

The demon king was shocked, and suddenly he didn't know where the two fierce men came out, and the strength was just enough, but the hand-to-hand fighting, even he was not an opponent, and the back of his neck socket had no armor, but it was difficult to resist the opponent's weapon, especially this seawater halberd, in the feeling of the demon king, it was far more powerful than the flame giant just now, and in the water, it was originally the territory of the co-worker.

Here the demon king turned his body to fight Gonggong, and Zhu Rong over there also got up, in the sea, he was indeed a little worse than Gonggong, but the impact was not great, just now the demon king stabbed, and it didn't hurt him, but the huge force, and he was very uncomfortable, so he almost fainted, and the demon king shot with all his might, but it was not covered.

The two ancestral witches dragged the demon king, this is a long story, in fact, it was only a few breaths of time, the monkey and Zhou Qing also surrounded them, wrapped the demon king in the center, and beat randomly, the demon king had no way to go to the sky, such as no door on the ground, gradually weakened, only the ability to parry, no power to fight back, Gonggong and Zhu Rong were cut out, how much more than ten times in the battle, it was no longer the demon god who knew how badly understood, but the ancestral witch who crisscrossed the three realms, and the emperor of heaven on the side of Weizhen.

The demon king roared again and again, and finally became angry, showing his true body, with a thousand hands, each holding a weapon, all of which were pitch-black weapons, this is not a transformation, but a real polished blood sea of hundreds of millions of years of dark iron, the demon king is not like Zhou Qing, he has lived in the netherworld blood sea for thousands of years, hundreds of millions of years, an ordinary magic weapon, after such a long years of polishing, it is also extremely powerful.

The big hand of the brain is holding a sickle, and the rest are full of three hundred hands fighting Zhou Qing, working together, Zhu Rong, and there are seven hundred hands fighting monkeys in front, the body is spinning, countless spaces are twisted, and the five people are wrapped in the middle, now, even the demon mirror can't be seen.

Zhou Qing said secretly: "Where are there so many meat heads" Although the demon king has many hands, they are all meat heads, although it has delayed time, it is still inevitable to fail, it is only a matter of time and time.

Mosquito Dao and Bai Qi sighed secretly, the current battle, are desperate, they missed the best opportunity, before going down to fight the stick, maybe you can pick up a cheap, now go down, but it is cannon fodder, but the two of them are relaxed, now I am afraid that the victory or defeat will be divided within a few hours, and then it will not be too late to go down, on the demon king, but there are many treasures to the extreme, the mosquito Dao people even secretly swallowed a mouthful of saliva, the three-color light flashed all over the body, through the thick clouds, down to the thunder and fire layer, Bai Qi naturally followed.

The battle of the guests of the East China Sea was too big, and it was too fierce, so that everyone ignored the blood cocoon on the main peak of Huaguo Mountain, and after nearly three days of vicious fighting, the blood cocoon swelled and reached the extreme, as if as long as it was a little bigger, this blood cocoon would burst.

Zhou Qing hugged the bell and held the sickle, smashing it hard, the demon king hooked, the flying hands hit randomly, swords, fork hammers, and other strange weapons smashed down, all of which were blocked by Gonggong and Zhu Rong, or borrowed hard with his body, the demon king divided into a thousand hands, and the power was dispersed, to divide most of the strength to deal with the monkey, of course Gonggong Zhu Rong was not afraid, but the sickle was sharp, so Zhou Qing held the bell to resist, the sickle is an innate spiritual treasure, and the demon king's skill is high, although Gonggong Zhu Rong wants to use his body to look like it, see that his body is hard, It was a scythe, but now was not the time to take risks, so the idea was dispelled.

The demon king secretly complained in his heart, it was originally the Styx Sect Ancestor who woke up from the reincarnation pool of the blood sea, and knew that the red child had a relationship with the witch, so he thought about recruiting a son-in-law, where did he know that Wukong had secretly calculated, and the monkey also killed him an incarnation, he had 480 million incarnations, and one less is not a big deal, plus as long as the Netherworld Blood Sea is still there, it is not difficult to give birth to another one.

But he has only been defeated by Shakyamuni Buddha in his life, this monkey is still his junior, where to swallow this evil breath, a calculation, knowing that this Wukong Taoist is on par with him, a single person to come, can not please the good, so he brought the demon king over, the demon king dragged the monkey, he himself used supernatural powers, led 480 million blood gods, trapped Wukong together with the fighting Buddha, and did it himself, not afraid of not being able to kill Wukong Taoist.

And this is indeed the case, although Huaguo Mountain is powerful, but after all, only Wukong is powerful, as long as those demon soldiers fight the heavenly court, to deal with the Asura Demon King, it is simply to use ants to step on elephants, no matter how much it is, it is in vain.

"Why hasn't the Sect Ancestor killed that Wukong yet, I'm going to run away" The demon king naturally has a means of escape, just by relying on a few people in front of him, it is okay to defeat him, but to kill him, I am afraid that in addition to the three Qing Daozun, Zhun Ti, and the Buddha, can easily do it, these four people, even if they scrape the monkey, they don't have this ability, if it is so easy to kill him, then the great Asura Demon King has already been captured by Buddhism as a slave, and he can't come out to show off his power now.

The monkey and Wukong, fighting to defeat the Buddha in the same body, naturally felt bad, holding sticks in both hands, the more anxious the dance, but the demon king guarded tightly, but he couldn't, Zhou Qing smashed the demon king's heart armor for a while, the demon king was furious, all the weapons avoided Gonggong Zhurong, and called Zhou Qing together, Zhou Qing couldn't resist, although he swept away most of it, but he was still smashed on the front door by a hammer the size of several mountains, and fell into the sea, waiting to climb up, but it was already a blue nose and swollen face, fortunately it was a python head, I couldn't see how I couldn't see it, but I also felt the hot pain, Tears hurt well.

At this time, not only the Demon King was furious, but Zhou Qing was also furious, and if he sprinkled the five-color divine light, he would take the Demon King hard.

"Even if you can get out and fight yourself, but when you come out, you always have to show flaws, and the monkey will not beat you to death" Zhou Qing thought to himself.

The demon king really wasn't fooled, anyway, as long as Zhou Qing sprinkled the five-color divine light, he would sacrifice the Shura flag, in the black light, the black lotus gushed out, not to call the divine light down, Zhou Qing still had no choice, the monkey in front finally succeeded, a gang broke the demon king's dozens of hands, the demon king shouted in pain, his hands and weapons were retracted, and he still returned to his original appearance, resisting the monkey.

On the mountain peak in the distance, in the blood cocoon, a golden light suddenly shot out, straight to the Doufu, and then a Buddha sang Sanskrit, and countless golden lights leaked out from the blood cocoon, and the entire blood cocoon suddenly exploded, and then there were hundreds of millions of golden light, the heavenly maiden scattered flowers, surrounded by heavenly dragons, as if Amitabha Buddha was preaching in bliss, immeasurable light, illuminating the whole gray, blood-drenched world.

The peak of Huaguo Mountain, the size of a hundred miles, one person on each side of the north and south, the south is Wukong Taoist, originally a Taoist robe, now it is tattered, even the belt of the robe is cut into several sections, the look is not as good as the original, but still smile, look at the tip of the point, as if there is no expression, the head is half an acre of fish scales golden cloud, the golden cloud above the lotus flower, the lotus flower on the lotus, the golden lamp in the firelight, a Buddha appears, towering between heaven and earth, immeasurable light, dispelled everything.

On the north side sat an old man, wearing a pure white Taoist robe, eyebrows, but the beard was snow-white, dragged to the ground, and Wukong, this old man appeared on the head of the blood cloud, above the blood cloud, sat a blood god, and the size of the Buddha, 48,000 arms appeared behind the back, pinched into a strange shape.

Compared with the blood god and the Buddha, even if Gonggong, the Demon King, Zhu Rong, the monkey, and Zhou Qing's Dharma Aspect Heaven and Earth Divine Powers, they also feel insignificant.

The demon king suddenly took the opportunity to point at the Shura flag, wrapped himself, rushed out of the circle, and ran away, Zhou Qing Monkey did not chase after him, his mind was already attracted by the situation on the mountain peak.

Relatively speaking, the Demon King is secondary.

Zhou Qing also saw the appearance of the Styx Sect Ancestor for the first time, except for the beard and eyebrows that grew a little, but he was an old man with a very ordinary appearance, there was nothing special about it, his snow-white hair was tied into a Taoist way, and he was plugged in with a hosta, and there was nothing surprising.

The blood light of the blood god was completely dispelled by the Buddha's light, only the body did not move, the Styx Sect Ancestor laughed twice, coughed repeatedly, and coughed blood from his mouth and nose, splashing on the snow-white robe, dyed into a little peach blossom.

The monkey didn't like to be angry, looked up to the sky and let out a sad roar, lifted the stick up, poked into the clouds, Bai Qi and the mosquito Dao people were shocked, and hurriedly dodged, but was swept away by the monkey and became a rolling gourd, fortunately not injured, and hurriedly ran back to the heavenly realm.

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The monkey swept the white mosquito Dao man, and hit the mountain peak with a fight, and hit the ancestor with a stick, but he was gently grabbed by the blood god and couldn't beat it.

The Styx Sect Ancestor coughed again, getting more and more anxious, as if he couldn't come back in one breath and was about to hang up.

Good, good, good I have been through immeasurable eons.

Over 10 trillion Buddha land.

I have been through immeasurable eons.

There is no obstacle in the country of the Ten Directions.

I have been through immeasurable eons.

If so, wait for the Ganges sand to count the Buddhas.

I have been through immeasurable eons.

If it is the future, the glazed pure land will be born.

Good, good, good Supreme, deep, perfect, and righteous enlightenment Good, good, good Fighting over the Buddha slowly recited some words, at first Zhou Qing heard clearly, and finally the voice became smaller and smaller, more and more mysterious, inaudible, with the small voice, the Buddha's figure gradually dimmed, and finally disappeared, turned into nine relics, fell down, appeared in the golden lamp above Wukong's head.

The Styx Sect Ancestor laughed again, and the blood god scattered, turning into a bloody shadow in the sky, wrapping the Sect Ancestor.

The Styx Patriarch was gone, and the laughter and coughing were still faintly audible.

To be continued: