"Bell~"

"Bell~"

"Bell~"

In front of the gossip furnace, Yang Sanyang's eyes were closed, the wooden fish in his hand was unhurried, and the sound of chanting echoed in a radius of hundreds of zhang, the Sanskrit sound flowed through, the sky was full of golden lotus, and the rain fell on the earth, and the grass and trees rejuvenated. Even the beams and door frames of the main hall are pulling out their tender teeth at this time.

"Prajnaparamita, pretending to be like this, I smell it. For a time, Bhagava was in the bamboo garden of Kalanda in the royal house. and the great bhikshus are hundreds of thousands. Complex and immeasurable, monks cannot be said to be great bodhisattvas. The so-called ten directions come to set. At that time, there was a Brahmin surnamed Mahakāṇa in the great city of the king's house. in sleep. Dream of Yan Futi Nei. There is a large lotus flower and a thousand leaves. The light shines on the three thousand worlds. Subtlety is best of the Seven Jewels. Yu Lianhua saw a moon ring. In the other moon, I saw my husband magnifying and shining brightly. In these four days, all sentient beings in the world have seen the light. Life is full of joy, enthusiasm is immeasurable, and everyone is happy. By that time the Brahmins had slept ....... ”

A piece of Buddhist scripture is eloquent, and the words reveal infinite Zen, and Bai Ze has already entered the state of concentration and fallen into a fixed state as soon as he looks at his face.

I could only hear the sharp edge of the sword in the body of the Styx, and the sound of 'sonorous' was like thunder, constantly exploding, but it was suppressed by the infinite Buddha light.

Styx's face closed at this time, his face slightly distorted, and drops of sweat around his body flowed down like rain, wetting his clothes and the ground.

The crimson sweat was as thick as blood, and a fishy, black and strange appearance kept circulating in it.

"Hum~"

At this time, the sword in the body of the Styx was sharp and horizontal, and there seemed to be an endless sea of blood flowing, and the killing origin in the primordial god was constantly refined, persecuted, and compressed by the Buddha's light, and in the face of the Buddha's light, there was no power to fight back.

The sword contended, and if he wanted to fight back, if he was refined by the Buddha's light, all the origins in the body would be eliminated, and the Dao Gong would be abolished at that time?

But the will of the River Styx forcibly suppressed the sword restlessness! Even though he hadn't seen him for millions of years, he still believed in him as he had been!

He is his own senior brother, the only person in this world who is the best for himself! Even the sword of Yuantu Abi has been gifted, so what reason is there to harm himself?

There is no reason to harm yourself!

Even if one's own Dao Gong is really abolished, then the senior brother must have a reason! It is also his own Dao Gong that has a problem, not that the senior brother wants to harm his own family.

Cold sweat appeared, and the red sweat had turned black, with a fishy smell, permeating the hall.

In the extreme compression, the Buddha's light collided with the sea of blood, and at some point, the sea of blood was compressed to the extreme, condensed to the extreme, and turned into the size of a grain of rice.

Sumeru mustard, mustard Sumeru!

Countless impurities were refined, and only a little essence to the extreme Blood Dao Origin rose and fell in his body.

This point of the origin of blood, in the face of the light of the Buddha without reclamation, is not reduced by half a point. Then, in the extreme compression, a spiritual light bloomed at some point, absorbing all the blood light in an instant, and even the killing machine around the Styx River was completely converging.

The aura burst out, gently rolled up, and swept Yuan Tu's nose into it, and then distorted and disappeared into the Yuan Shen.

Although the aura is weak, it seems to contain a sea of blood without reclamation, with infinite killing opportunities and evil thoughts, and the origin of pure and extreme killing, which is conceived in it.

"Bell~"

The wooden fish stopped knocking, Yang Sanyang held his sleeves, and the scorching gas in the gossip furnace rolled up, burning the blood-colored dirt on the ground clean.

"This ...... Thank you, Senior Brother!" Styx felt the changes in the qi in his body, and couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, and then said in surprise.

Yang Sanyang's brows furrowed, his fingers tapped the wooden fish, and a flash of divine light appeared in his eyes: "Strange!"

"I originally wanted to help you refine the chaos and killing machine in your body, but I never thought that it would fulfill you, help you condense the origin, and plant the seeds of Daluo. As long as the junior brother concentrates on cultivation in the future, Da Luo will just come to fruition!" Yang Sanyang looked at the River Styx, and his eyes showed an indescribable weirdness: "This time the junior brother went out, the opportunity he encountered was not small, and the killing, cause and effect were not small. ”

At this time, Styx has no killing machine around him, except for that cold, bewitching face, no one will believe that it is this little boy who has slaughtered hundreds of millions of sentient beings, seized the origin of the blood of hundreds of millions of sentient beings, and turned the killing intent and resentment before death into his own foundation.

There is no doubt that Styx is a ruthless man!

Be cruel to others, and even more ruthless to yourself!

If there is no Buddha light purification, pure foundation, I am afraid that there is no hope for Daluo in this life, and it is extremely reluctant to be able to prove the Golden Immortal.

Although he has cultivated immeasurable supernatural powers, he will eventually reach the end of his life.

"Senior brother's grace of recreation, Styx is unforgettable!" Styx knelt on the ground with a respectful face, and bowed respectfully to Yang Sanyang.

Putting away the wooden fish in his hand, Yang Sanyang shook his head with a wry smile: "You are only a Heavenly Immortal now, and you have already condensed the embryo of immortal aura, and I don't know if it is good or bad for you." I just hope you don't blame me in the future. ”

"How dare you! In this life, Styx only wants to cultivate immeasurable supernatural powers, kill the great enemy, and avenge the death and soul of countless people of my clan, as for the Golden Immortal Dao, how dare I hope for immortality and long-term vision? On the contrary, now, the senior brother has helped me to purify the origin in the body, but instead let me peep into the golden immortal machine, it seems that the Golden Immortal Avenue is right in front of me!"

"Senior brother, get up, you and my brother are hard-working people, but I don't know who killed your clan back then, and now my brother has cultivated some magical means, which can also help you" Yang Sanyang stepped forward to help the Styx up.

"Senior brother, if I want to take revenge, how can I use external forces?" Styx shook his head: "This revenge, I will come by myself to solve the hatred in my heart." ”

Yang Sanyang nodded when he heard this, and patted him on the shoulder: "Senior brother mourns." ”

"I haven't seen you for hundreds of thousands of years, and I can't imagine that my senior brother has already certified the Golden Immortal and cultivated the body of immortality for ten thousand tribulations, which is really gratifying. With Senior Brother's fate, the future Da Luo Venerable God is in sight, even if the Holy Dao Fruit Rank is not difficult for Senior Brother!" Styx looked at Yang Sanyang, and there was a trace of envy in his eyes.

"Hahaha!ha!" Yang Sanyang laughed: "Senior brother, don't be too humble, you are now condensing the origin in your body, the golden immortal is not far away, and Da Luo is in sight." Let's talk to Brother Wei, where have you been for hundreds of thousands of years?"

"Where else can I go, naturally I am floating in the battlefield, but I took the opportunity to kill a lot of monks of the dragon, phoenix, and unicorn clans, and fish in troubled waters to make a big difference!" said this, Styx couldn't help but smile proudly.

"Oh, that junior brother's skills that have been cultivated over the past hundreds of thousands of years are really amazing!" Yang Sanyang couldn't help but be moved.

To be able to fight on the battlefield of the three clans for hundreds of thousands of years without falling, how can ordinary people do it?

"The younger brother is not talented, and he has practiced two unique magical powers, one is called: blood rebirth. The two are called: blood droplets. The three are called: the Sea of Blood and the River Styx. My origin is to integrate all kinds of supernatural powers into killing, and there are very few people in this vast world who can kill me. Styx smirked.

"Such magical powers, unheard of, but I don't know what the mystery is" Yang Sanyang clapped his hands and listened.

"That drop of blood rebirth, as the name suggests, as long as the younger brother still has a drop of blood, he can be reborn and will not be killed. Styx said with a smile.

"Good ability, blood rebirth is something that only a saint can do, even if the Da Luo True God is shattered, it will turn into ashes and disappear from heaven and earth!" Yang Sanyang praised and exclaimed: "But I don't know what the mystery of blood drops is?"

"Senior brother doesn't know that when the younger brother is against someone, he can turn into a bloody shadow, pounce into the other party's body, take away his spirit, his body, and replace him, and let him become my puppet. Even if someone kills my body, as long as I have a puppet in the world, I can immediately turn that puppet into a main body and be reborn in an instant! If I have cultivated three thousand blood gods, no one will be able to kill me unless the saint makes a move, implicates cause and effect with the general trend of the Heavenly Dao, and kills me!"

Yang Sanyang's face suddenly became solemn: "Although this magic power is insidious and vicious, I have to praise it: it is a good magic power to save life." In the vast world, counting the Demon Ancestor, there are only five saints. If you don't fall into the hands of the saints, how can the saints provoke you?"

"The third supernatural power, but I don't know what method it is?" Yang Sanyang said.

"This third magic method has not yet been perfected, junior brother, I assume that when I attain Da Luo in the future, I can only practice the supernatural power, called: Blood Sea. Styx: "The innate immortal aura is an immortal thing, even a saint cannot kill it, and there will be a day of resurrection in the future." If I can practice the innate immortal spiritual light, combine it with all kinds of supernatural powers, and turn into an infinite sea of blood. The sea of blood is immortal, the River Styx is immortal, and even if the saint comes, I can't help it. ”

"The sea of blood is immortal, the River Styx is immortal, what a great spirit!" Yang Sanyang's face was stunned, and he was stunned.

Looking at the Styx in front of him, he couldn't help but be a little stunned: "Yuan Tu, Ah Bi, plus the infinite sea of blood, could it be that I really personally created an otherworldly version of the Styx?"

"Senior brother wants the sea of blood not to dry up and the River Styx not to die, but it's difficult! You don't know the power of the saint, how difficult is it to restrain the means of the saint?" Yang Sanyang said to the Styx: "Under the saint's innate treasure, the whole world will be split in half and return to the earth, water, wind and fire, not to mention your sea of blood?"

"Can you split this world, brother, don't lie to me!Who can have such great power?" Styx's eyes showed disbelief.

Yang Sanyang patted Styx's head: "How can Senior Brother deceive you? Although you can practice in the future, you will not be able to extinguish the spiritual light, but you may not be able to die and be immortal, and you can withstand the saint's conquest." ”

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