Xianao

Chapter 759
Wish nodded and said:

"Go together, go together, I will not go to hell, who will go to hell, Nan, Faro She, Han Om Abanza, Zhiga Hum Hum, Jiedi Jiedi Jiedi, Nedo Yala, Nanedo Yasa Red..."

The wish was reciting a mantra silently, Yu Zecheng was startled immediately, feeling something was wrong, the wish finally said:
"The evil spirits are in front of me, to eliminate the evil spirits, I am willing to die with you, you and I will go to that boundless hell together, let's break up together."

After speaking, a ray of light connected Yu Zecheng to him, and he looked at Yu Zecheng with a smile.

This is when Yu Zecheng knew why he hid for two hours. It turned out that he was waiting for the sunrise.

Yu Zecheng said bitterly:

"What kind of spell are you doing?"

Wishing Zen Master replied:
"Break the curse, you and I will die together."

Yu Zecheng said:
"It's a good plan, you guy, the Nine Heavens Profound Scripture must allow you to transform three lives a day, in other words, you can not die three times a day, when the sun rises, you can change back to the son of the god of the underworld, so you You will perish with me, and then you will be reincarnated, so you can calculate..."

Wish Zen Master said:

"I'm sorry, Benefactor Yu, go all the way well, I won't accompany you, Mieduxu Sansheng, goodbye, although you are very powerful, you still have to die."

During the process of speaking, the figures of the two shattered little by little, turning into countless brilliance.

Yu Zecheng suddenly laughed and said:

"To borrow your brother's famous line, I'll be back."

Boom, the bodies of the two of them were completely broken, and they died together.

The corpse of the wish turned into countless rays of light, flew into the sky, and landed on the nine heavens. It was still the same old procedure. The whirlwind flew into the blue nine heavens, and a Sanskrit mantra was heard in the air:

"Limen sprays jade pistils, and Kanhu spits out golden flowers. The lead dragon emits divine fire, and the mercury tiger emits purple light. The clouds gather and the bright moon appears, and the burning arrow shoots the Venus. The fire of karma burns the heaven and the earth, and three lives are required for extinction."

There was a gust of wind in the sky, like a brilliance bursting, and the white light transformed into a human form in an instant. The man fell slowly following the high-pitched sound. In the high-pitched sound, there was a faintly graceful recitation sounded, which seemed to be illusory. But it really reverberates in the depths of everyone's consciousness.

This person is officially the son of the god of the underworld, and he returned to the world again. Seeing that there was no one in front of him, he said:
"It's too good to hang, almost overturned, Yu Zecheng is a new Yuanying over there, the sword is like a god, and there are countless magic weapons. We are almost finished."

Ghost Li's voice sounded from his mouth:

"Huh, in the end, it's still not the soul flying away, wishing that the old thing is the most cunning."

wish said:

"I don't know why, but I have a terrible premonition that he might come back."

Just after saying this, I saw scriptures resounding in the air,

"I wish that in the next life, when I attain Bodhi, my body will be like glass, clear inside and outside, pure without blemishes, bright and vast, and with great merit and virtue. May all sentient beings who hear my name have all roots complete and will not suffer from all kinds of suffering.

Those who see my body will generate bodhicitta,
Whoever hears my name abandons evil and cultivates goodness,
Hearing my words will gain great wisdom,
Those who know my heart will become Buddhas. "

The scriptures were read faster and faster, until finally the tone could not be heard, and it turned into the rolling thunder, and the statue of the immovable King Ming appeared slowly.

This king of the Ming Dynasty, calm and majestic, has a solemn demeanor, a golden body, heavy armor, purple face and fangs, his face is divided into two, one is angry and the other is smiling. The anger is extremely terrifying and destroys everything.That smile is compassionate and saves everything.

White silk light clothes, head crown wreaths, earrings and arm bracelets, all kinds of adornments, sitting in lotus on a white lotus, or on a green lotus, with four arms, each holding a dharma vessel, with halos, auspicious clouds, and distant mountains behind.It is Fudo Mingwang Dharmaxiang.

Every time the deep and solemn voice utters a word, it seems to have supreme divine power and majesty. The world shakes and trembles for it, and there are endless sentient beings singing along with it. For a moment, there are mountains, seas, and sky in the endless void. The sound of praise.

After Ming Wang Faxiang uttered the last word, there were endless chanting echoes in the void.King Ming Faxiang shattered into a supreme white spot of light in the blink of an eye.All these white lights gathered together, and Yu Zecheng returned to the earth again, standing in front of God Son of the Underworld.

Then he said:
"Sorry, I'm back too."

Ming Shenzi looked at Yu Zecheng, and couldn't help but make a voice of wish:
"Reincarnation King Jue? You can be reincarnated nine times a day, fuck me, it's going to die..."

There was a helpless smile on the face of the god of the underworld, and he didn't know whether to cry or laugh.

Yu Zecheng looked at the opponent, come on, I don't know when this battle will end, the opponent survives three times a day, the old ghost of wish is as slippery as oil, and it's going to be a hard fight.

The three people in Mingshenzi's body also smiled wryly. The other party survived nine times, and he only survived three times.

Let's fight, it's useless to talk more.

The fierce Yu Zecheng turned into a sword dove, and the underworld son turned into a god of the underworld. This time he didn't dare to transform into a thousand feet.

The earth roared, the sky rolled with clouds, the sword energy soared into the sky, and the vitality trembled.

Hundreds of Nascent Souls waited silently in the great hall, the sky set and the moon rose, set again and rose again, three days and three nights later in the blink of an eye, the sword energy still soared into the sky in the Dao of Life and Death, and the vitality trembled.It seems that this battle is evenly matched, so we have to wait silently.

The conference started other competitions, and the battles ended hastily. Everyone was waiting for the ending in the path of life and death, but it still didn't end.

One day, three days, seven days, ten days, half a month, a month, the battle is still going on.

In the Dao of Life and Death, Yu Zecheng fought with that powerful enemy for a month. Whenever Yu Zecheng gained an advantage, as long as the opponent was killed to the last person, his wish would start to escape. When the monk fled, Yu Zecheng could not catch up at all. , stay up until the next day, everything starts again.

Whenever Yu Zecheng fell into a disadvantage, it was a rebirth of King Ming, and everything returned to the original point, continuing to fight.

These two people, it should be said that Yu Zecheng fought against each other in a one-on-three battle. Both sides used all their magic moves, magic weapons, fight, fight, fight.

The two lights and shadows chased and fled, moved and remained still, slashed and struck, and have been fighting in this world for thousands of miles.

The two sides fought hard. In the first ten days before the start, the bloody battle was desperate. Every blow made a loud bang, earth-shattering, and every blow made a huge explosion. It was the world where the sky was pouring, and the aftermath of the explosion would shake the world of life and death. It was broken again and again, and the whole world was completely dilapidated.

I don't know who set up this restriction. No matter how it is affected by the battle, the restriction will not be damaged. Two people will not die and one person will definitely not be able to leave here.

Fight for a day, rest for a while, and continue to fight again.

By day No. 11, there was no such thing as that big sky tilt anymore, both of them knew each other's spells well, and when using that day's power, it would be a waste, it would be a slow suicide, so the big sky tilt disappeared, but the battle was even more intense cruel.

This battle was the most difficult battle for Yu Zecheng in his life.

Yu Zecheng is insisting, only by persisting can he win, as long as he persists in the end, this victory must belong to him.

Persist, persist, both are persisting, see who can't persist, and who is the first to show his flaws.

The two of them are persisting, persisting to the point where they can no longer persist. They are both suffering. At this time, Yu Zecheng's Pangu World has played a role. After a short rest, he swallowed countless pills, spirits and meat, as much as he wanted, that wish He could only silently absorb the light of Nine Heavens, swallowing his saliva and watching Yu Zecheng take medicine to replenish Qi.

Then fight again, and finally a month later, this time it is still the Zen master of wish. When the sun rises, he suddenly laughs, tears streaming down his face, and then he releases a tower, which is the golden thread Yuanshen tower.

This tenth-level treasure will recover automatically in a month, but Zen Master Wish did not use this treasure to attack Yu Zecheng, but took out countless pills, food and water from the pagoda, and ate it desperately, at this time It looks like a monk.

Yu Zecheng looked at him silently, and began to eat too. The two ate violently, and wished that the Zen master said:

"Tenth-level magic weapon, automatic recovery, Yu Zecheng, do you still have the treasure that shattered this tower at that time? What kind of divine thunder is that, it is more ferocious than the thunder of heavenly tribulation, but you should not have it, otherwise, why would you not release it? What? Our battle is over, you go to die."

Yu Zecheng just smiled, and quickly put away the magic robe on his body, naked. Seeing Yu Zecheng like this, he couldn't help but think of a possibility. Yu Zecheng was afraid of hurting his baby, so he couldn't help shouting :

"Impossible, impossible."

Yu Zecheng said:
"Everything is possible. It's been a month? The Xuanyuan Sword is here."

Wishing Zen Master howled involuntarily:

"Do not."

He had to use all his strength to use the golden thread Yuanshen Pagoda to protect himself. If he didn't have this pagoda to protect him, he didn't know if he would be able to withstand Yu Zecheng's blow in his three lives.The golden thread was hit by this blow, but three thousand evil Buddhas and eight million gods were all wiped out before they survived.

A resonance resounded violently in the heaven and earth,
"Kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill..."

The first sound of killing sounded, and the whole world, the whole Shuijingtian, and the whole world of Outland all yelled along with this sound,
"Kill, kill, kill, kill, kill"

The killing word spread throughout the world, and the hundreds of Nascent Souls were all stunned, their hearts beating continuously, because there was only this one voice in the world.

It was too late to say, but it was soon, it was only six breaths, a giant sword appeared between the heaven and the earth, and as soon as the sword came out, it radiated infinite light. Wherever the light went, there was only one result, which was annihilation. No matter what exists, it is here Under the light, everything dissipated.

Then the sword stabbed right into the world.

"boom"

A huge mushroom cloud rises, this mushroom cloud rises far beyond everything, a full three thousand feet high.The upper part of the main hall seemed to be hit by a magnitude [-] earthquake, the golden pillars collapsed one after another, the houses outside collapsed, and the buildings disappeared.

The entire Langya Water Mirror Sky is trembling, is this Yuanying Zhenjun fighting?Played for a month, still playing?Everyone's expressions changed involuntarily, how could this happen?
After one blow, the battlefield of the Dao of Life and Death was completely turned into a void ruins, and all the land of thousands of miles turned into meteorites, floating in the air because of the restrictions on the periphery of the Dao of Life and Death.

After this blow, for a full three hours, the world was silent, without a single sound, and then there was a roar, and two sword lights floated up, the clone of the wished Zen master was shattered, and the son of the god of the underworld was also shattered, leaving only this ghost, and Yu Ze Into a big fight.

It was that tough battle again, an endless battle, and the second month passed slowly.

During this battle, Yu Zecheng remembered how he stole scriptures on a rainy night, embarked on this road of cultivating immortals, remembered the meeting in Xiling, remembered Xuanyuan Jianjian, remembered his penance, and sat withered in the middle of the night. Hold on top of the futon.

Persistence is the only way to persist, there is no other way but to persist.

My sword is my way, my way is freedom, I will surely cut him under the sword, no one, nothing can stop me.

Yu Zecheng eliminated distracting thoughts little by little, and insisted on himself little by little.Staggering step by step, firm step by step, continuing to move forward, from hesitation to firmness, from firmness to indifference, from indifference to detachment, his sword gradually emitted brighter and brighter endless light.

Time passed little by little, and the battle continued, fighting hard in the countless meteorite fields.

In the third month, there was another huge explosion, and the Jinxian Yuanshen Pagoda faced Xuanyuanjian, and both sides suffered losses.

The fight goes on, it's crazy, but it goes on.It's still the sword light soaring into the sky, or the ten thousand qi, and the Buddha's name.

Both sides are so familiar with each other's spells and swordsmanship that they can't even use each other's spells and swordsmanship. This battle is completely a kind of consumption, a kind of torture, and a kind of persistence.

Yu Zecheng once stabbed himself with a sword, self-mutilated and inspired, once Mingshen was in pain, rolling all over the floor, begging to die automatically, once Ghost Li stripped naked and ran around naked to relieve the pain in his heart, once wished to be oppressed, hit his head against the wall, broke his head Blood bleeds, but they hold on, hold on.

Both sides are beggars now, Yu Zecheng is fortunately wearing a purple guard robe that is useless to be broken, the other robes and boots are all broken, and the other party is even more tattered, even if they are reincarnated, they are extremely tattered, because their souls can be broken. Reincarnation, but they are all suffering.

No.90 Nine days, the two sides continue to fight, but the battle is about to end, because Yu Zecheng has found a way to eliminate the other side in these days of fighting.

That is the third form of Chaos Furnace in Pangu World, the natal magic weapon.

At that time, the evolution of the Pangu world ended, but the fog of chaos did not disappear, that is, the holy stone of chaos that he got from Wang Shuyuan played a role, and the holy stone of chaos transformed into chaos again.

At that time, Lao Qi joked that he could refine the third form, but it may take hundreds of years, no need, now that he has done it, people are afraid of being forced, this is Yu Zecheng's last method, the only way to defeat the enemy.

Yu Zecheng studied painstakingly, and finally at the end of the nine days of No.90, he gradually refined this treasure.Where this treasure is located, the world is chaotic, both oneself and the opponent will be wiped out, but the opponent can only reincarnate three times, and I can reincarnate nine times. This is the key to my final victory.

On the hundredth day, the sun rose in the sky, and the two of them seemed to have a tacit understanding, and they all stopped fighting. Looking at the sun rising in the east, they stopped for a quarter of an hour.

The wishing Zen master is also smiling, for him, victory is also in sight, and finally after the hundredth day, the battle can finally be ended.
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The battle ends tomorrow, because I could have finished writing, but they all have their own lives, fighting and fighting, playing what I imagined, and fighting for another day.For this extra day of playing, I implore all book lovers to look at your bookstore to see if there are monthly tickets and recommendation tickets. There is still no recommendation next week, and I can only rely on everyone's help.

(End of this chapter)