The Great Talisman

"Clang~"

"Clang~"

"Clang~"

In front of the gossip furnace, Yang Sanyang closed his eyes tightly, and the wooden fish in his hand rang unhurriedly. The sound of chanting scriptures echoed within a hundred meters of radius. Sanskrit sounds flowed past, the sky fell chaotically and the golden lotus fell on the ground. . Even the beams and door frames of the main hall are drawing their tender teeth at this time.

"Prajna Paramita, pretending to be the same as I heard. For a time, the Vagava was in the Kalanto Bamboo Garden in the King's City. He was with the great bhikkhus and hundreds of people. The complex and the immeasurable A Sangsang cannot be called the great bodhisattva. The so-called ten directions come to gather. At that time, there was a Brahmin surname Da Kaye in Wangshe Dacheng. In his sleep. I dreamed of Yan Futi. There is a big lotus blooming in Qianye. The light shines all over the three thousand worlds. The subtlety is the best of the seven treasures. In the lotus flower. Seeing there is a moon wheel. In that moon wheel, I saw my husband magnify the light and illuminate everything. All living beings in the four worlds see the light of the light. The birth of great joy and enthusiasm is boundless, and all are happy. At that time, the Kassapa Brahman has gone to bed..."

A paragraph of Buddhist scriptures uttered eloquently, revealing the infinite Zen in the words, and Bai Ze had already entered concentration and fell into concentration.

I only heard the sword in Styx's body rolled up, and the sound of ‘clang-clang’ was like thunder, constantly exploding, but was suppressed by the infinite Buddha light.

At this time, Styx's complexion closed his eyes, his complexion slightly distorted, drips of sweat all over his body flowing down like rain, dampening his clothes and the ground.

The dark red sweat was as thick as blood, a fishy, ​​black and weird look, which kept flowing in it.

"Om~"

At this time, the swords in Styx's body were full of brilliance, and it seemed that there was an endless sea of ​​blood flowing. The essence of killing in the soul was constantly refined, persecuted, and compressed by the Buddha's light. Facing the Buddha's light, there was no power to fight back.

Swords contend, and want to fight back, if the Buddha's light refines all the origins in the body, will the body die and the Taoism will be abolished by then?

But the will of Styx suppressed the sword agitation forcibly! Even if he hasn't seen him in millions of years, he still believes in him as before!

He is his brother, the only person in this world who treats himself best! Even Yuantu Abi gave this sword to him, so what reason is there to harm himself?

No reason will harm yourself!

Even if his Dao Gong is really abolished, that brother must have a reason! It's also because of my own Dao Gong that there is a problem, and it's not that the brother is critical of my own.

Cold sweat emerged, and the red sweat had turned into black, with a stench, permeating the hall.

In the extreme compression, the Buddha's light collided with the sea of ​​blood. At some unknown time, the sea of ​​blood was compressed to the extreme, concentrated to the extreme, and turned into the size of a rice grain.

Sumeru mustard, mustard mustard!

Countless impurities have been refined, and only a little essence of the avenue of blood originated in its body.

The origin of this bit of blood, in the face of Wuken Buddhism, is not even cut by half. Then in the extreme compression, an aura of light bloomed without knowing when, it absorbed all the blood light in an instant, and even the whole body of Styx was murderous, but it also converged.

The spiritual light burst, lightly rolled, and Yuantu Abi was swept into it, and then twisted for a while and disappeared into the original spirit.

Although the aura is faint, it seems to contain an uncultivated world of blood, with endless killing intent, evil thoughts, and the pure to extreme source of killing, which is nurtured in it.

"Clang~"

The wooden fish stopped beating, Yang Sanyang's big sleeves supported, the scorching air in the gossip furnace rolled up, and the **** dirt on the ground was burnt clean.

"This...Thank you brother for initiating it!" Styx felt the change of Qi in his body, he couldn't help but was taken aback, and then said in surprise.

Yang Sanyang frowned, tapping Muyu with his fingers, a gleam of light appeared in his eyes: "Oh, weird!"

"I wanted to help you refine the messy murderous intent in your body, but I didn't want to do it for you, help you condense your roots, and plant the seeds of Daluo. As long as the younger brother devotes himself to practicing in the future, Daluo will not succeed!" Yang Sanyang looked towards Styx, an indescribable weirdness appeared in his eyes: "This time the junior brother went out, the chances are not small, and the killing, cause and effect are not small."

At this time, Styx had no murderous intentions in his whole body. No one would believe that except for the cold, strange face that was not close to the bewitching. It was this little boy who had slaughtered hundreds of millions of beings and captured the blood of hundreds of millions of beings. The origin, murderous intent and resentment before dying turned into his own foundation.

There is no doubt that Styx is a ruthless person!

Be cruel to others, be cruel to yourself!

If there is no Buddha's light purification, purely its 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 magical powers, he will eventually end his life.

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

Putting away the wooden fish in his hand, Yang Sanyang smiled bitterly and shook his head: "You are only a god, and you have already condensed an embryo of immortality. It is good or bad for you. I just hope you will not blame me in the future."

"How dare you! In this life, Styx only seeks to cultivate immeasurable supernatural powers, punish the enemy, and restore the enmity of countless old and young people of my clan. As for the Golden Immortal Avenue, how can I dare to hope for a long time? On the contrary, now, brothers help me, It purifies the source of my body, but it makes me peep into the Golden Immortal Wing Machine, it seems that the Golden Immortal Avenue is right in front of my eyes!" Styghe respectfully saluted: "Brother is great kindness, Styghe has no teeth to remember, if I can revenge and not die in the future, It is bound to repay the brother's kindness!"

"Brother, let’s get up, you and my senior brothers are all suffering people, but I don’t know who killed your clan in the past. Now I have developed some magical powers for my brother, which can also help you." Yang Sanyang stepped forward to help Styx. .

"Brother, if I want to take revenge, how can I use external power?" Styghe shook his head: "This hatred, I will come by myself so that I can solve the hatred in my heart."

Yang Sanyang nodded when he heard the words, and patted his shoulder: "Sorrow, Junior Brother."

"I haven’t seen it for hundreds of thousands of years. I never imagined that the brother had already been certified as a golden immortal, and he had cultivated a body of immortality. It is really gratifying. With the fate of the brother, the future Lord Daluo is looking forward to the future, even if the holy way is right for the brother. In terms of it, there is nothing difficult!" Styx looked at Yang Sanyang, with a touch of envy in his eyes.

"Hahaha! Hahaha!" Yang Sanyang laughed loudly: "Senior brother, don’t want Guoqian, you are now condensing the origin of your body, the golden immortal is not far away, and Daluo is watching. Let's talk about brother Hewei, you have spent hundreds of thousands of years. Where did you go?"

"Where else to go, naturally floating in the battlefield, but took the opportunity to cut off a lot of monks from the dragon, phoenix and unicorn tribes, fish in troubled waters can make a fortune!" Styx said this, couldn't help but smile triumphantly.

"Oh? The ability that Junior Brother has cultivated over the past hundreds of thousands of years is really worth it!" Yang Sanyang couldn't help but look moved.

Can an ordinary person be able to fight for hundreds of thousands of years on the battlefield of the three races without falling? There must be extraordinary means.

"The little brother is not talented, so he has two unique magical powers. One is called: Blood Rebirth. The two are called: Blood Drops. The three are called: Blood Sea Styx. My origin is to blend in in the killing. All kinds of magical powers, in this vast world, there are very few who can kill me." Styx smiled triumphantly.

"Such magical powers are unheard of, but I don't know what the mystery is." Yang Sanyang slapped his palm to praise and listened.

"That drop of blood is reborn, as the name suggests, as long as the little brother has a drop of blood, he can be reborn without being killed." Styx said with a smile.

"Good skill, rebirth from a drop of blood is something a saint can do. Even if True God Daluo is shattered by people, he will turn into ashes and disappear from the world!" Yang Sanyang slapped his palm and exclaimed, exclaiming: "But I don't know the blood drops. What's the secret of the son?"

"Brother does not know that when the younger brother is against the enemy, he can turn into a blood shadow, plunge into the opponent's body, take his energy and spirit, and become my puppet instead. Even if someone kills my body , But as long as I have a puppet in the world, I can immediately turn that puppet into a subject, and be reborn in an instant! If I practice three thousand blood gods, unless the saint takes action and implicates the cause and effect with the great power of heaven, there will be no one. Can kill me!" Styx smiled triumphantly.

Yang Sanyang's face suddenly became solemn: "Although this magical power is sinister and vicious, it has to be complimented: it is a good magical power that saves life. In the vast world, including the demon ancestors, there are only five saints. If you don't hit the saints In the hands, how can the saint provoke you?"

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

"This third magical method has not been perfected yet. I assume that the magical powers that can only be achieved when I prove to Da Luo in the future, I call it: the sea of ​​blood." Styx said: "Innate immortal aura~www.wuxiaspot.com~ It is an immortal thing, even a saint cannot be killed, and there will be a day of resurrection in the future. If I can practice in his year, I will be innate immortal aura, combined with all kinds of magical powers, and turned into an endless sea of ​​blood. Destroy, Styx will not die, and even if the saint comes, I can’t help it."

"The sea of ​​blood is immortal, and the Styx is immortal? What a great spirit!" Yang Sanyang's expression was stunned and there was a daze.

Looking at the Styx in front of me, I couldn't help but feel a little stunned: "Yuantu, Abi, and the infinite blood sea, can't I really create a different world version of Styx by myself?"

"Junior brother wants the sea of ​​blood to not dry, but the Styx does not die, but it is difficult! You don't know the power of the saint, how difficult is it to restrain the saint's methods?" Yang Sanyang said to the Styx: "Under the saint's innate treasure, the world must Split in half and return to the ground, wind and fire, not to mention your sea of ​​blood?"

"Can split this world? Brother, don't you want to lie to me! Who can be so powerful?" Styx's eyes showed a touch of disbelief.

Yang Sanyang patted Styx's head: "Would the brother cheat you? Although you can practice immortality in the future, you may not be immortal and immortal, and can withstand the saint's conquest."

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