The sky is covered with dark clouds, as if a shocking rainstorm is about to come. All animals have disappeared in the woods, and thousands of birds have stopped coming. Only because of the strong wind, the murderous aura on Huashou Rock has been carried to every corner of Jizu Mountain.

It completely shocked this independent, weird and strange world.

Countless muntjac deer have followed Jiang Wen and climbed all over the cliff, but the "Miaobao Dharma King", or King Moxisura, is still indifferent. It seems that he is just annoyed about the path he has chosen and why his feet are broken.

There will be so many stone shrubs.

The dry muntjacs crawled towards the King of Mochisura on hands and feet. Two canine teeth suddenly protruded diagonally at the mouth.

The color gradually submerged the position of King Mochisura. Soon, only the unpleasant noise like a bellows was left in the sea of ​​corpses. The corpses also became more squirming and bloated due to the squeeze, making it terrifying to look at.

"Just rotten wood."

The deep voice of King Moxisura came out from the sea of ​​corpses, with a very strange accent in Chinese. The next second, a fire broke out among the corpses of dry deer without gunpowder smoke, dust, or fire.

Big bang!

For some reason, the dry muntjacs were shaken up by a majestic force, and suddenly they were lifted off the ground and turned into catkins flying in the sky. The silent roars were suppressed by an even more deafening silence, and only a strange appearance was seen.

Within ten feet, the sea of ​​dry muntjac corpses was shaken away without any resistance!

In the center of the circle, the only thing standing was a naked figure. He raised his right hand towards the sky, his feet were firmly planted on the ground, his left shoulder was slightly sunken like he was carrying a mountain, and his body remained motionless and steady.

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King Mochisura stood still like this, and time seemed to have stopped at the moment he exerted his strength, and it seemed to have flowed back to the eve when he was about to exert his strength.

From the exaggerated outlines of his face, chest, legs, arms and other parts due to muscle tension, people can all feel the power from a distance and the overwhelming majesty. Through the powerful muscles, the sonorous sound

With the powerful gestures and the monk's robes billowing in the wind, what everyone saw in front of them was not a human figure, but what they all saw clearly was a Vajra warrior holding a mountain and sweeping the void with a pestle!

Everyone in the field understood at this time that the reason why King Mochisura spoke in Chinese was just to let them know that the initiator of all this was King Mochisura himself, so as to prevent everything from happening too fast and confusing the onlookers.

I thought it was just a coincidence.

The collapse was inevitable, and the dry deer's stiff and withered limbs continued to vibrate. They were all suppressed by an extreme and violent force, and fell one after another at the foot of the invisible cliff.

However, since ancient times, steel has been extremely easy to break, and strong winds and violence cannot escape the entanglement behind it. The appearance of the Vajra Warriors of King Mojisura has not broken away from the shackles of the Mist Road Tour of Cui Kingdom. On the contrary, these blood-red substances like worm threads instantly differentiated into more

Multiple lines were winding towards him.

In the winding and twisting horror like the mouth of an insect, there seems to be an extremely sharp howl before death echoing, constantly trying to swallow up the king of Moxisura and take him away from this world completely, and in that bright red place it looks like a wedding.

In the scene where the clothes look like dried blood, there seems to be a woman's figure dancing in the distance, forming a strange and tragic picture.

The limbs of King Mochisura are tightly tied. Once the tiny worm threads touch the skin, they will divide into even smaller branches and be firmly rooted into the skin of King Mochisura, making every limb look like

The rupture of capillaries, blockage and bleeding are as horrifying as ever. Even if King Mahasura had great power, he could not escape from the hands of these mistletoes.

"It's just the vagina."

The next moment, countless threads emerged from the black jeweled crown of King Mochisura, just like the dark and thick hair coming to life, woven into a black robe covering his naked body.

I saw King Mochisura stretching his arms, as if shaking the bell in the void, and then suddenly and without warning, he turned his head 180 degrees, with a terrifying force that almost turned his head off.

Posture, open your eyes and look into the depths of Wulu Yucui Country!

At this time, the vibration of the void was even stronger than the two-headed god Karan, and the soul-stirring sound of the tambourine began to sound out of thin air. The wormhole that appeared in the world on the Fog Road in Youcui Country seemed to have encountered a strong stimulus -

- The light emitted from the eyes of the King of Mochisura was like a sharp sword that pierced through countless overlapping and twisted space materials, but cut off countless squirming and struggling bright red worm threads. Wulu Youcui Country began to shrink as if it was stimulated.

, evolved into a long and narrow shape, just like the gate of Xuanfei, as King Moxisura said.

"ah!!!"

Pinzhao, who was dragging Master Anren backwards with all his strength, seemed to notice something strange, then he raised his head, opened his eyes wide, let out a painful howl, and looked straight at Wulu Youcui Country.

From his position, it was unclear how horrifying the expression of King Mochisura was to scare away the strange and bizarre Wulu Yucuiguo, but the restraint beyond his body made him vomit blood continuously, and Pinzhao covered his mouth in disbelief.

, but couldn't stop the blood from staining the monk's clothes red like a torrent——

Because at this time, not only was he vomiting blood in his mouth, but all parts of Pinzhao's face were bleeding, and it rolled down on the rocky ground in a weird and dripping way!

Only Jiang Wen and Luo Shuang'er, who were standing on the edge of the cliff, could clearly see King Moxisura. At this time, it was no longer the majestic face of King Miaobao.

You Cuiguo looks even more terrifying!

Those are two completely different kinds of terror.

The horror of traveling in the green country on a foggy road is a great sorrow caused by death, resentment, lingering, and obsession. If someone has seen the deceased lingering on the bed for many years, and finally died unwillingly, maybe he can be filled with blood there.

In his pupils, tense cheeks, and ferocious mouth corners, he could sense one-ten-thousandth of the horror of Yu Cui Country on the Fog Road.

The horror displayed by the King Mochisura was that he was trapped by diseases, hunger, wars, disasters and all kinds of diseases from birth, and was accompanied by the most sad and hateful things in the world. He eventually fell into breaking the precepts, committing murder, stealing, sexual immorality, and reckless debauchery.

The abyss of taboo sin, the horror of no return.

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! This picture is filled with the strongest anger in the world. He has never seen the light, and has never understood the darkness, because all living beings are destined to be plunged into the abyss.

Devoured by fate, the Dharma showed the "compassion" he had comprehended, which was contrary to family ethics but consistent with cognition!

The mouth of this image began to open suddenly, gradually becoming as big as the sky and the earth. His upper lip was as broad as the sky, and his lower lip was as boundless as the earth. The three eyes on his face emitted light as dazzling as the sun.

The sound of "Hum" is like thunder resounding through the sky, swallowing up Wulu Youcui Country in one gulp.

The countless worm threads that originally entangled the king of Mochisura have now become a burden that cannot be escaped. The blood is flowing back from the countless worm threads to the dense black robe of the king of Mochisura, giving this body

The strange robe was dyed with a hint of bright red.

A terrifying and sharp howl sounded from Pinzhao's mouth, and also rose from the wormhole of Wulu Youcuiguo. As the blood flowed back, Wulu Youcuiguo began to become pale and weak. He tried to shrink and escape from here, but was pulled by the worm threads.

After all, it was difficult to move forward.

At this moment, Pinzhao stumbled towards Wulu Youcuiguo, his thin body blocking the deafening thunder of King Moxisura.

The eyes that were blind due to bleeding could not see the terrifying Dharma, the ears that were deaf due to bleeding could not hear the thunderous thunder, and the trachea that was blocked due to bleeding made Pinzhao about to stop breathing through the mouth and nose. The little monk who could turn into a blood gourd Fenkai

He tore off the worm threads with his arms and tried desperately to pull away the thousands of threads, but all had little effect. Instead, the crimson blood rolling down his body continued to sprinkle on Wulu Youcui Country, restoring a trace of his health.

strength.

Faced with such an act of using a mantis as a chariot, Wulu Youcuiguo, who was like a demon, finally accumulated enough energy, and the wailing came from the wormhole again, and then the warrior cut off the wriggling worm threads in an instant like a broken arm, turning into a bloody mist floating in the sky.

On the edge of the cliff, he seemed ready to escape.

But the remaining part of the worm silk was caught by Pinzhao, so it firmly attracted the little monk Pinzhao. In just the blink of a breath, it completely sucked him into a hideous-looking mummy, and then traveled on the foggy road to Cui Country.

With this mummy, he suddenly floated down the cliff and completely disappeared into the withered clouds and mist that suddenly rose outside Huashou Rock, leaving only a vague trace of tragic blood.

Pinzhao's death came so suddenly that Jiang Wen and Luo Shuang'er stared at each other. No one thought that this little monk who had tried so hard to avoid Wulu Youcui Country would choose to never be separated from Wulu Youcui Country at this moment.

People even began to wonder if they were experiencing hallucinations—perhaps Pinzhao just had hallucinations due to excessive blood loss and jumped off a cliff in a frenzy and died.

Legend has it that an Arhat comes by cloud every day to pay homage to Lord Kassapa at Huashoumen. The clouds and mist that rise up in the mountains instantly and dissipate after breathing are the Arhat's wind-sleeved clothes. Unknowingly, the time has come again today.

King Mojisura suddenly stood up wearing a black robe, his eyes looking in all directions. The heavy fog in the valley was slowly rising, and the blazing sun in the sky was about to jump into the clouds.

, layers of bright Buddha light bloomed on Huashou Rock. For a moment, all I could see was the golden mountain. Regardless of the magic light and Buddha light, looking at oneself and others, evil and good were mixed together.

This deadly fight is not only between Jiang Wen, Anren and Moxi Shura Tianwang, but now the entire Jizushanyin is against him.

As if being inspired by something, Luo Shuang'er suddenly stood up at this moment, her eyes fixedly looking at the pupils as dark as the sky of the Heavenly King Moxisura, with a golden light in his eyes that could not be concealed.

The Buddha's light reflected in the sky reflected by the two standing figures was thousands of billions of times brighter than the sun and the moon. Their eyes were completely filled with this light, and they entered a realm of mystery and mystery beyond form. Then they were in a state of mystery.

King Shura bravely and vigorously revealed the Vajra Dharma again, and fought with the God of the Lingtai in Luo Shuang'er's eyes.

Luo Shuang'er's figure showed a platinum color in the Buddha's light. As her figure danced slowly, she transformed into a giant spirit with bearskin palms and four golden eyes. She ran towards him with a wild and ferocious attitude, holding a sword and a shield.

The bronze gun is raised high, intending to hit King Moxisura with thunderous force - this is the god of Fangxiang who used to go to his room to drive away epidemics in ancient times!

"What an amazing visualization."

King Moxisura praised slowly, but under the background of his strange accent, such praise also seemed meaningful. He seemed to be acknowledging Luo Shuang'er's uniqueness, but he also felt that it was nothing more than that.

"Black-robed King Kong, get up!"

King Mojisura roared low, and the black crown turned into a black robe and floated in the air without any wind. The terrifying and angry look that made people's hearts tremble just now appeared again, and he faced the golden four without any fear.

The purpose is to drive away the epidemic with the roar of the fierce god.

"Baishui Ligui Gate, open!"

As Heavenly King Moxisura chanted again, a sinister wind blew up from Huashou Rock, and countless suppressed ghosts and demons seemed to have emerged from him. At this time, they were surging around according to his orders, reflecting the light of Buddha in the sky.

The wisps of black that were so thick that they couldn't be melted were blocked by the resistance on the bronze gun that was about to fall.

"One hundred civil and military deities in the Bardo, completed!"

With the angry black-robed Vajra as the center, and the white water that drives away the nine demons and suppresses the ten fierce ghosts as the base of the altar, various loud noises suddenly appeared in the Buddha's light, and intense light bloomed, and only the forty-two silent deities and the fifty-two wrathful deities were visible.

With its "self-awareness, emerging and existing", the Buddha's shadows appeared one by one in the mandala built with its own self-nature, occupying all the Buddha's light in the sky, overlooking the God of Fangxiang from high up!

In such a strange situation, Luo Shuang'er is still fighting to the death with King Moxisura in the Buddha's light. Every second will be a matter of life and death!

The golden light of the bronze sword did not diminish at all, and it continued to strike at the black-robed Vajra transformed by the king of Moxi Shura. Luo Shuang'er knew that everything was an illusion. Since she had the upper hand, as long as she could subdue and destroy the anger of the original consciousness visualization

The Vajra can break the mandala set up by King Mojisura.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! There was a roar, the black-robed Vajra held his head on the left, full of blood, and held the three-pronged halberd on the right, unleashing poison, and the left and right wanted to block the attack.

But the bronze spear of God Fang Xiang was so sharp that it cut off the magic weapon and his arm in an instant, and hit the black crown on the head of the black-robed King Kong!

The light in the Buddha's light flashed wildly, but everything was too late. Jiang Wen guessed that the reason why King Moxisura dared to give up the first move and face the enemy was because the time it took for Luo Shuang'er to make one move was enough for him to finish three moves -
To be continued...