Qin Shi Huang was very domineering, and he shot out without saying a word, and hit the old sage of the Jinwu tribe coughing up blood violently, his old eyes were full of cruelty, and on the side, the Jinwu sage son looked cold, and the flames in his eyes surged.

"Don't be impulsive. Jin Yan grabbed the Golden Crow Holy Son, he didn't have the slightest temper towards Qin Shi Huang, he obviously hated it, but he was helpless.

The Golden Crow Saint Son didn't answer, nor did he move, of course he knew that he couldn't do it, with the strength of King Qin, a single hair could crush it into slag, but he transferred all this hatred to Li Xiao.

"Look at me, what do you want me to do?" Li Xiao was very unhappy when he saw the former's eyes, "Be careful that I gouge out your eyeballs." ”

"Yes!" said the Golden Crow Son indifferently, "It's up to you, I can crush it with one hand." ”

Li Xiao didn't say anything, he raised a middle finger at him, for some reason, when he saw that middle finger, the Golden Crow Holy Son always had an uncomfortable feeling, and his anger was nowhere to go.

"Don't talk about it so much. The boat was tense, and the old sage of the Peacock Clan opened his mouth to play a round, "Jin Lao, King Qin is right, King Jizo was extremely powerful during his lifetime, and it is said that he is already close to the existence of the emperor, if we don't join forces, I'm afraid we won't be able to pass this level." ”

"Yes, I'm willing to join forces. Another demon saint agreed.

"I do, too. The old saint with a whole body of green joined the camp.

Jin Yan and the rest of them glanced at each other, and silently stood on the side of King Qin, seeing such a scene, Qin Shi Huang nodded with satisfaction: "Count you old guys as acquaintances." ”

"Amitabha!"

At this time, the mud bodhisattva recited a Buddha name, and his tone seemed to sigh a little: "It seems that you are unwilling to turn back, and the old monk can only purify you." ”

The mud bodhisattva sits on the golden chain, the Buddha shines brightly, with great compassion, as if the living Buddha came into the world, which is very terrifying.

"Whew!"

He raised his hand and flipped a palm, a huge Buddha seal appeared behind him, the Buddha shadow followed the movement of his arm, and also slapped a palm, this palm was different from the previous one, extraordinarily strong, forming an ancient mark, setting off a fierce wind roar, the yin wind gusted, and the blood-red river splashed thousands of feet high.

Immovable Ming King Seal!

One of the supreme masters of Buddhism, at this moment was exerted by the King of the Earth, as if the King of the Ming Dynasty was in the dust, the golden light illuminated the entire heaven and earth, and the obsession on both sides of the blood river collapsed with it, and the obsession made a terrible scream.

"What are you waiting for, shoot!"

Qin Shi Huang stood in the center of all saints, his demeanor was sassy, like a king who ruled the eight directions, looking at the world, a holy sword in his hand silver light, an order, sixteen saints shot together.

"Boom!"

The saints each sacrificed their natal holy soldiers, and blasted towards the mud bodhisattva, the power was vast, the heavens and the earth were discolored, and sixteen holy soldiers crossed the sea of blood and collided with that palm.

"Dang!"

In the face of so many holy soldiers, the seal of the King of Fudo Ming was also blasted out three times before it collapsed, you can imagine how terrifying the mud bodhisattva is.

Fearless Lion Print!

The mud bodhisattva changed again, and a seated lion appeared, opened its eyes, and walked straight ahead, letting out a wild roar.

"Roar!"

With an angry roar, the space was shattered, and a terrifying black hole appeared, and Li Xiao, the younger generation, under the protection of the saints, still felt that their eardrums had collapsed, and it seemed that they would be destroyed at any time.

It's scary.

"Qiang"

One side of the roulette wheel was knocked back, this was a holy soldier of an old saint of the human race, it was roared back, and its luster was much darker, and the moment it lost its holy power, the water of the blood river boiled and pounced, and the next moment the holy soldier sank to the bottom of the river.

"No!"

The old saint screamed, the holy soldier connected to him, he sensed a tearing pain, and tried with all his might to call it back.

"Flutter!"

On the surface of the water, there was a splash of waves, and he succeeded, and the roulette wheel flew from the bottom of the water with blood stains and flew towards him, but when he was about to return to the ship, the roulette wheel burst with a bang, and it dimmed again, and fell to the bottom of the sea.

"Poof!"

The old saint vomited blood, his face was pale, he was hit hard, and he suddenly seemed to be a hundred years old, his black hair turned white, his skin was extremely dry, and he was dead and gray.

"It's not good, quickly withdraw the holy soldiers!" Qin Shi Huang seemed to have discovered something, and gave another order.

Every saint is a human spirit, and he has lived for thousands of years, how could he not find the clues, and cast spells one after another, taking back the holy soldiers and submerging them in the body.

"Roar"

The golden lion roared in all directions, and a golden seal spat out from its mouth, without the holy soldiers blocking it, and the fierce energy fell overwhelmingly towards everyone on the ship.

"Buzz ......"

The saints struck and laid a powerful field that enveloped the warship, and even then, the warship shook violently, but it was not damaged in the slightest.

"Brother Xiao, what are they doing to take back the holy soldiers?" Hong Xixue's face was pale, and she was frightened.

"Within the sea of blood, there is some kind of power that is absorbing the essence of the saint. Li Xiao's eyes bloomed, and he had already opened his perspective to the extreme, and at the moment when the saints sacrificed the holy soldiers, he clearly saw that the essence of every saint was being frantically absorbed by the blood river through the holy soldiers.

In this strange space, there is no source of spiritual energy to recover, and if this continues, when a dozen saints are exhausted, the entire ship will die here.

Obviously, the condition of the old saint of the human race made Qin Shi Huang also discover this, and he retreated one after another, unable to fight the mud bodhisattva at all.

The current situation is very embarrassing, the sixteen represent the existence of the peak strength of Kyushu, and at this moment can only be passively defended, and there is no way to make a move at all.

In contrast, the mud bodhisattva seemed to be in his own world, one move after another, constantly changing, and beside him, the saint who had been tempered also walked out and shot with him.

The mud bodhisattva itself is very powerful, plus a saint to make a move, it is extremely terrifying, every move they make is a long-lost secret technique, and pieces of avenue runes appear in the space, as if time and space are disordered.

The seventeen saints looked solemn and devoted themselves to everything, laying down an extremely terrifying domain, enveloping the entire warship, even so, the two saints made a strong move, and the warship continued to tremble, as if it would be overthrown at any time.

"It's not the way to go. Qin Shi Huang's expression was solemn, and he said to Liu Shanhe, "What do you think?"

Liu Shanhe shook his head and smiled bitterly: "Once our energy overflows the ancient boat, it will be absorbed by the Lechuan River, even if we work together to make a move, I'm afraid that the King of Jizo can easily take it, but our damaged essence can't be repaired, I'm sorry, what can I do." ”

"Your donors do have some skills, but this can't cover up your crimes, so the poor monks will do the Tao for the Buddha and save you. The mud bodhisattva spoke again, this time his moves changed, and a pure golden divine light overflowed from his body.

At the same time, a trace of mighty imperial power overflowed, the expressions of the saints condensed, and their expressions became a little unnatural, and Qin Shi Huang exclaimed movingly:

"The power of the quasi-emperor ......"

(End of chapter)