In the chaotic void, dozens of fiery flames flew slowly like dragons. A little bit of purple blood danced in the sky like a pearl relic, and the energy aura emitted by each blood bead was comparable to all the power of an ordinary golden immortal peak. The nameless flames born in the chaos scorched these purple blood beads, and a rich and thick fragrance that made the heart clear spread out.

Where the aroma passed, the chaotic air flow was gradually pushed away, and a spherical vacuum with a diameter of millions of miles was actually forced out of the void.

Qianshou panted slightly and looked at the seven Buddhas opposite, there were seven Buddha flames burning around him, and his clothes were burned to ashes, revealing his thin and miserable white body. From the perspective of skeletal structure, Qianshou should have a heroic and strong body, but now he is like a malnourished bean sprout, with shriveled muscles attached to the strong skeleton, giving people the illusion that the wind will fall.

It was such a weak body, and the Buddha flames released by the seven Buddhas burned his body, only burning his skin 'crackling' and a few strange bubbles from time to time, but other than that, there was no other effect.

The seven Buddhas stood in the void, and the forty-nine thousand Buddha's golden body was densely packed with holes the thickness of thumbs, and a little purple blood was constantly oozing out of these holes, drifting away into the distance with the vibration of invisible mana. There is a purple gold sè light flashing rapidly in the broken part of the golden body, and they are silently repairing the golden body, but their golden body is injured by a thousand strange long hairs, there is a kind of corrosive xìng is extremely strong, and at the same time, with a strong devouring evil force attached to the wound, they spent a lot of tea time to heal the wound.

Don't beg to be horrified, with the Buddha's cultivation, any injury is healed with thoughts, a thousand heads can make the seven Buddhas so difficult, his lethality is really terrifying. It takes a cup of tea for the Buddha to repair those injuries, but it is conceivable that ordinary immortals, even if Da Luo Jinxian is stabbed by Qianshou's long hair, it will be the fate of his body.

"It's a heavy fist, and it hurts. "Qianshou opened his mouth and spewed out a strange sèze, like a blood arrow that mixed thousands of paints together. He looked at the blood he spit out, and frowned: "These rìzi just woke up, and they have eaten too many strange things, and the bloody face is so ugly." Originally, my blood was pitch black, a black sè without a little impurity, a black sè that destroys everything and devours everything, hey!"

Shouxin snorted coldly, he shook the golden body of the law phase, and a thousand arms formed a lotus seal at the same time, and the heavy distance was pressed towards a thousand heads tens of thousands of miles away. The void shattered inch by inch, and the shattered void fragments emitted a dazzling golden light, turning into a giant Vajra Lotus Sword with a length of ten thousand feet, and slashed towards the thousand heads. There was a huge Sanskrit chant sound in the body of the guard, and there were three thousand worlds in the heart of the guard, each of which contained three thousand worlds, and each of which contained three thousand small worlds. In these worlds, there are countless believers who have accumulated over countless years, and they are all fanatical believers who are not available to other Buddhas, Bodhisattvas, and Buddhas.

Immeasurable fanatical believers were summoned by the heart guard, and recited the "Heart Guarding the World Mantra" in unison, and the huge mental power was blessed on the Vajra Lotus Sword, which was originally extremely dazzling and condensed from the void fragments, emitting a strong light that was ten million times hotter than the sun, and silently slashed on the top of Qianshou's head.

Qianshou raised his head and watched with wide eyes as the Vajra Lotus Sword slashed down. Behind him, countless long hair like poisonous pythons flew around, and quickly twisted and woven into a round shield with a radius of 100 miles and a thickness of 10,000 zhang above his head.

Hearing only a muffled sound, the Vajra Lotus Sword was annihilated, and the round shield made of thousands of long hairs squirmed rapidly, making a strange 'sizzling' sound like a poisonous python with a full meal. There was an immeasurable amount of light emitted from Qianshou's body, and countless lines of extremely fine and substantial light erupted along his pores.

The thousand heads and a thousand faces of the guards sneered at the same time: "You actually dare to devour the sword qi released by the poor monk with all his strength, and you are not afraid of dying?"

Qianshou stared at his eyes, pale without any divine light and no emotion, his eyes like dead fish stared at Shouxin in a daze, and the thousand long hairs on his head suddenly sparked tens of thousands of miles, accurately stabbing on Shouxin's thousand heads. The long hair the thickness of his thumb pierced through Shouxin's thousand heads, and a large amount of purple plasma penetrated Shouxin's golden body.

A thousand heads exploded, and the sword qi of the devoured Vajra Lotus Sword blasted into the golden body of the Buddha who guarded his heart along his long hair, which was equivalent to Shouxin himself doing his best to bombard himself. The upper half of Shouxin's waist and abdomen exploded, turning into an immeasurable sea of blood, almost filling this spherical vacuum.

Don't beg and tremble, this is the Chaos Void, according to common sense, this is not the sphere of influence of the Heavenly Dao Law of the Pangu World, if Shouxin is killed here, is it possible for him to really fall? Don Beg himself doesn't have a real Hedao, and he doesn't know what kind of realm the Hedao Realm is, so he doesn't know what kind of thing will happen if the power of the Hedao Realm is killed outside the scope of the Pangu World.

Just when Beg was thinking nonsense, a golden lotus rose in the sea of purple sè's blood, holding up the half-cut golden body of the guarded heart. A Buddha building with countless jewels inlaid with seven layers flew out from the half-cut golden body of Shouxin, and under the light of the colorful Buddha, the golden body of Shouxin quickly grew and recovered, that is, half an hour of effort, Shouxin recovered as before, but his face was slightly pale, obviously he lost a lot of vitality just now.

"Qianshou, your strength is not as good as that of a poor monk now, you better leave!" Shouxin looked at Qianshou, his eyes were very weird, as if a person saw a poisonous snake that was about to freeze but could still squirm slowly, and there was no threat to his life for the time being, but a poisonous snake was a poisonous snake after all, and a careless bite was enough to be fatal.

Qian Shou looked at the sevenfold Buddha building suspended above Shouxin's head in a daze, and he muttered in a low voice: "It's really annoying, when the Holy Realm was destroyed, those strong jīng gods projected in this ruin to conceive you waste, and their weapons and remnants were actually re-conceived in this ruin." Although the real power is less than one trillionth of the body, I am not the same person I used to be. ”

The pale black tongue licked his nose, and Qian Shou frowned: "When the Holy Realm was destroyed back then, who gave me a blow from behind? If it weren't for that, I would still have retained a little strength back then, and killing you was just a matter of a finger." ”

Shouxin and the other six Buddhas looked at Qianshou Ti. Looking at their expressions, they were also extremely curious about Qianshou's words, and they listened intently to Qianshou's self-talk without interrupting him.

Chishou's eyes narrowed, and when he squinted, his pupils shrank into a line, like a crawling cold-blooded animal. He stared at the seven-fold Buddha building above Shouxin's head, shook his head slightly, and muttered, "I still have a little impression of this thing." Although the image has changed a little, the atmosphere is ninety percent similar. Its original owner was a very beautiful woman. ”

With a strange laugh, Qianshou sighed softly, "I watched her being tortured and killed with my own eyes. Who's doing it? It's been so long that I've forgotten a little. I was injured, and I stopped all action and cultivation, and he tortured and killed the woman who had cultivated to a very strong level in front of me. Well, very jīngzhi, very beautiful woman, her bones are as beautiful as hers. It's a phantom catastrophe, he just likes to collect the skeletons of beautiful women. ”

Qianshou's words made Beg shudder, and the faces of the seven Buddhas were also a little wrong.

But it was extremely rare to hear any news about the Holy Realm that Qian Shou had said, and both Beqi and the Seven Buddhas were quietly listening. Qianshou didn't disappoint them either, he muttered about some things that he and some other boundary breakers wiped out the creatures of the Holy Realm one by one, destroyed the large and small races of the Holy Realm, and finally collapsed the Holy Realm as a whole.

A seven-fold Buddha tower caused these emotions of a thousand heads, and the Shouyi Buddha's eyes rolled, and a red cloud rose above his head, and a unique stepped pyramid loomed inside. When Beg saw this pyramid, he almost thought it was Dayu's Tower of Babel, and if you look closely, this pyramid is divided into thirty-three steps up and down, and the aura emitted is far away and ancient, far from being comparable to Dayu's Tower of Babel.

Qianshou cautiously took a step back, he looked at the thirty-three-step stepped pyramid and sighed, "What good luck. This is the 'Hades Tower', the strongest holy weapon forged by the seven strongest beings of the Holy Realm, the 'Hades Saint'. ”

With a strange laugh, Qian Shou shook his head and said, "But what's the use? The Holy Realm was ruined, and it became this ruined ruin. You self-righteous powers are just ghosts conceived by their jīng gods. ”

With a cruel laugh, Qianshou looked in the direction of the Pangu World: "I won't give you a chance, never think about restoring the Holy Realm." Never want to be the strongest again. You can't kill me, and I can wipe you out one by one. ”

The pagoda above the head of the Shouyi Buddha swirled, and a touch of Buddha light flew out silently like a ghost.

Qianshou's figure trembled, and a strange blood arrow erupted from his waist, and the Shouyi Buddha sacrificed the Hongmeng treasure that he now called the 'Tower of Silence', and cut the thousand heads in half with one blow. Qianshou lowered his head and watched his body below the waist gradually separate from his upper body, and he suddenly laughed happily: "This is the feeling, this is the taste." Back then, I was hit by the Stygian Tower's full force. ”

In the midst of the strange laughter, countless black sè flesh threads grew in the two parts of Qianshou's body, and these flesh threads squirmed, pulling his body back together. The wound healed quickly, and a faint Buddha light flickered at his wound, but the Buddha light was quickly extinguished.

Shaking his body triumphantly, Qian Shou laughed loudly: "It's useless, unless you can destroy my immortal soul seal, you will never be able to kill me." You can only suppress me, you can only seal me, you can't kill me!"

There was a hint of madness in his eyes, and Qian Shou lowered his voice and sneered, "But, where is my immortal soul mark? ”

Speaking of the Immortal Soul Seal, Beggar's pupils suddenly froze.

There was a faint aura of energy on Qianshou's body, which resonated with something in the depths of chaos.