Nine Rank Barbarian Martial Arts in the Blood Prison.

The residual blood in the blood god's one-eyed eyes, with a hideous smile on the corner of his mouth, controlled the blood god to wave the mace in his hand, and destroyed the Garuda under the mana of the golden rosary in Qin Feng's hand, and then the mace went down and hit the top of Qin Feng's head.

As long as the mace hits Qin Feng, in this pupil art blood prison, in the illusion created by his nine-rank barbarian technique, Qin Feng will definitely die.

At that time, whether it is the purple jade golden gourd in Feng Aotian's hand or the Lanjia sword in Xia Yanran's hand, it will become his bag.

The reward for the two high-grade treasure pupil devices was enough to exceed the benefits he received from this mission several times.

Of course, whether it was the purple jade golden gourd in Feng Aotian's hand or the Lanjia sword in Xia Yanran's hand, they couldn't compare to the golden rosary in Qin Feng's hand now.

But everyone can see that the golden rosary in Qin Feng's hand is by no means comparable to the purple jade golden gourd in Feng Aotian's hand and the Lanjia Sword in Xia Yanran's hand.

As long as you get the golden rosary in Qin Feng's hand, what if the purple jade golden gourd and the Lan Jia sword turn into scrap iron?!

It's worth it, it's worth it to take this task!

The remnants of blood stared at the golden rosary in Qin Feng's hand, and the smile on the corner of his mouth became even more presumptuous and bright.

However, at this very moment.

Just when the mace in the hand of the Blood God under his control was about to beat Qin Feng into a meatloaf, Qin Feng's eyes that had been closed suddenly opened, and the golden rosary in his hand was held high by him, and a loud voice resounded in every corner of the Blood Prison.

"Ten Thousand Hell Purgatory, go!"

That's right, Qin Feng not only raised the golden rosary. Moreover, the golden rosary, which consisted of one hundred and eight Buddha beads, was thrown out directly.

Sou!

The golden rosary is shot, and it grows in the wind. One hundred and eight golden rosaries, one by one, became extremely large. In an instant, the entire body of the Blood God was entwined.

It is not accurate to say that it is winding.

The specific situation was that the one hundred and eight golden prayer beads, which had grown larger in the wind, began to rotate around the blood god. Each one is interconnected, and there seems to be an invisible thread connecting them, so that they are a complete string of rosaries at all times.

And the seemingly unstoppable mace, the moment the golden rosary appeared around the blood god, the blood god's body suddenly stopped, as if it was under some kind of strong confinement.

It was three centimeters above Qin Feng's head. Kankan stopped.

The strong wind wielding the mace blew Qin Feng's hair scattered, and the clothes on his body made a hunting sound.

However, even at this time, at this critical moment, life and death, Qin Feng's complexion still did not change at all.

His eyes twinkled like stars, and his figure remained firm and unwavering.

"Huh?!What's going on?!!Why can't I move all of a sudden?!" Remnant Blood, who was standing in the blood god's one-eyed eye, looked at his pale palm in surprise. I couldn't help but make a sound.

Then, when he looked up, the eyes, still hidden in the shadow of the long hat that was attached to his robes, were seen on each of the golden rosaries that swirled around him. One side is engraved with a Buddha character, and the other side is engraved with the words greed, hatred, ignorance, hatred, love, evil, and desire.

And on top of these hundred and white gold rosaries, there was actually a person sitting on each one. One was dressed in a one-piece robe. A man whose face is hidden under a long hat that is attached to his robe.

None other than himself.

Those one hundred and eight selves were not only his infant selves. The self when I was a teenager, the self when I was young. There's even his adult self and his old self.

Although his life has not yet come to an end, it has been connected by these one hundred and eight golden rosaries.

"What is this?Is it also an illusion?!How is it possible?!"

"He's just a Qingtian Martial Arts student who is only in the middle of the Sixfold Pupil Image Realm, and he is far from reaching the Sevenfold Pupil Spirit Realm, where the Pupil Spirit awakens, feels the power of the elements of heaven and earth, and uses brute arts!"

"Then where did he get this illusion?!Is it the golden rosary in his hand?!"

"Oh my God, how can there be such a pupil in this world?! I'm afraid that this is completely beyond the scope of the treasure pupil device and has reached the level of the spirit pupil device!"

"I'll go, Spirit Pupil Device?!That's an existence that even the disciples of the sect are eager to follow!!How could he have a small sixfold pupil image of a student in the middle of the Qingtian Martial Mansion?!"

"That's too lucky, isn't it?!"

"I said that the only son of the dignified Kyoto Ancient Family, Gu Tianyi, the hand of the three masters of Kyoto, who was famous in Kyoto, would die at his hands. And the Gu family spared no expense to contact our bloody people to kill him, it turns out that this kid is not so simple."

For a moment, the remnants of blood thought a lot.

However, at this moment, as the incantation in Qin Feng's mouth was repeated again, he was shocked to find that among the one hundred and eight prayer beads, the one was still in infancy on top of the Buddha bead he was standing on.

The originally golden Buddha beads suddenly dimmed, turning from a sacred golden yellow to a dead dark gray.

And the swaddling self that was originally standing on it also disappeared between heaven and earth with the dimming of the light of the Buddha beads, little by little like the luster of the stars.

For a moment, the remnants suddenly felt that they were missing something.

But what it was, he couldn't say.

Only the Sanskrit words in Qin Feng's mouth kept reminding him that he was trapped in the confinement of the golden rosary at this time, unable to move.

"Subodhi. Yu Yiyun He. Bodhisattva solemn Buddha land no. Not either. World-honored. Why. Solemn Buddha land. i.e. non-solemn. It is a solemn name. It is so Su Bodhi. Bodhisattvas Mahasattva. This is how a pure heart should be born. You should not live in lust. You should not live in the sound and fragrance of the law. There should be no place to live, and the heart should be born"

"What is this?!" The more he listened, the bigger his head became, and he simply closed his hearing and turned a deaf ear.

However. What he didn't expect was that even if he was a peak master in the middle of the dignified Sevenfold Pupil Spirit Realm. You can control your eyes, ears, nose, mouth, and tongue at will, but the Sanskrit sound seems to be chanting between heaven and earth. No matter how hard he tried, the Zen sound in Qin Feng's mouth still kept echoing in his mind.

"Say it as it is. and even four sentences and so on. Know here. All the worldly celestial beings are asuras. All should be provided. Such as pagoda temples. Not to mention someone. Hold and recite as much as you can. Subodhi. Know that you are human. Achieve the best way to achieve the first hope. If it is where the classics are. That is, there is a Buddha."

Kiss!

Among the one hundred and eight golden rosary beads, the color of another rosary changed from golden to dead gray, and he himself who stood on it disappeared with it.

And as the Sanskrit words in Qin Feng's mouth accelerated, more and more prayer beads began to change color, and more and more of him himself disappeared from the Buddha beads.

One after another, faster and faster!

Looking at the disappearing self in front of him one after another, the residual blood seemed to suddenly realize something, however. At this point, it's too late.

With the dimming of the last Buddha bead and the disappearance of himself above, Qin Feng's voice sounded in his ears again:

"Ten Thousand Hell Purgatory, cut off the past, present and future!"

"You have no past, no present, and no future. ”

"Now. Just follow the sound of my great avenue and go quietly! May you pass away in blissful life without suffering from the hell of Shura."

"What?!" There was obviously an incomparable sense of shock in the tone of the remnant blood, and he couldn't believe that these words came from Qin Feng's mouth anyway.

To know. He was a peak master of the middle stage of the Sevenfold Pupil Spirit Realm who had awakened the Pupil Spirit Spirit, who had mastered the power of the Heaven and Earth Element, and he wanted to kill a small Qin Feng in the middle of the Sixfold Pupil Spirit Realm. The matter of raising your hand can be said to be effortless.

However. Now, everything is reversed.

Right now. It was not him who issued the final verdict, but the one he could crush to death casually with his Schengen fingers, only Qin Feng in the middle of the sixfold pupil realm.

How is this possible?!

You must know that even Xue Tianyu, who was recognized as the first genius of the Qingtian Martial Mansion for thousands of years, almost died at the hands of our blood-clothed people.

How could I die at the hands of a small Qingtian Martial Arts student in the middle of the Sixfold Pupil Realm?!

I'm one of the members of the Bloody Clothed Crowd! Who would die at the hands of an opponent who is lower than his own realm?!

Oh my God, if this gets out, even if I die, I won't be able to turn a blind eye

The remnants of blood are very unwilling, extremely unwilling. If it weren't for him, no one would be able to understand his humiliation and grief at this time.

However, facts are facts.

As Qin Feng's words fell, Remnant Blood suddenly felt a blank in his mind, and then, he lost all consciousness.

And with the residual blood standing in the blood god's one-eyed eye, standing in the blood god's pupils like a zombie, the entire blood prison also followed a whirlwind, and the scene changed again.

Feng Aotian, Xia Yanran, and Huo Xiaoshan were surprised to find that they were no longer in that bloody prison where they had been spending their days like years, and they had returned to Baiyun City, the top guest room of Baiyun Tower.

On the ground not far from them, a young man lay in a pool of blood. The robes on his body, and the long hat that was attached to the robes, had long since turned into blood on the ground. And the final face of the bloody clothes and the remnants of blood finally appeared in the eyes of the three of them.

The remnants of the blood were as thin as firewood, and every inch of skin on their bodies was as miserable as a dead man as they had seen before.

Above the lips that looked like a child had eaten the blood of a child, the flesh had collapsed into the skull, and there was no nose.

Above his nose was a pair of empty eye sockets, and there were no eyeballs in them, only scarlet blood gushing out of the corners of his eyes.

"No nose, no eyes, is this a dignified blood-clothed crowd?!" Feng Aotian, Xia Yanran, and Huo Xiaoshan couldn't help but be shocked by the true face of the remnants of blood.

Ahem

At this moment, Qin Feng, who was beside the three of them, suddenly let out a violent cough.

The three of them turned around and found that Qin Feng, who was like a divine help and invincible in the blood prison, was pale at this time, and the hand that had just been taken off his mouth was a cloud of pitch-black congealed blood.

Hurt?!

Qin Feng is injured?!(To be continued......)