The land of China, the ruins of the former site of the Eternal Night God Sect, thirty-three miles to the north, a white-robed Bodhi Zun stood quietly, looking at the broken sword that was trapped in the dust, and the sadness flashed in his eyes. Copy the website to visit

Sala cuts his sword, Bodhi achieves enlightenment, gives up his life for the people, and has no regrets.

In a divine disaster in the heavenly sin, the country paid the most painful price. Countless heroes were buried forever, and the living people also suffered endless pain in the cycle of reincarnation.

Knowing fate, Xia Ziyi, one is to bear the karma of killing the people, and the other is to bear the endless demonic atmosphere, and forever fall into endless life.

"Amitabha"

Bodhi Zun pulled out the broken sword from the ground and was about to leave. A mysterious figure traveling westward came from afar. The blood-colored demon seal on his forehead was extremely dazzling, with white hair dancing lightly, and frightened. The former savior of the world was now in the devil's fetus. The demonic atmosphere was surging and trembling.

"magic"

Bodhi Zun's expression darkened. It was not because the young man was still wandering on the verge of being possessed by the devil. The person in front of him was already a real devil.

The demons moving forward also felt something, and stood still, looking at the Buddha in front of him, without seeing any emotion in his cold eyes.

"The Seven Buddhas eliminate sins and extradite Tathagata"

The evil demon was in front of him, and Bodhi Zun was fully condensed. The rosary in his hand turned, and a bead was quickly transformed. The truth about extermination of sin appeared and turned into the word Buddha all over the sky, blocking the demon's road.

"Do you do your way for heaven? Haha?"

The demon smiled coldly, and the demonic atmosphere around him stirred up, blocking the golden Buddha light pressing down from the sky.

Seeing that demons are even more difficult to deal with than those who were before, Bodhi Zun waved his rosary and appeared all over his body, either turning into a teaching master, turning into an iron man, or chanting scriptures. All appearances are not like things, and they save evil demons together.

"Lipo Lipo, ask He, the Dharani Emperor"

"Nehola, Viriyah, Mahaga"

"Zhenling Emperor Qian, Shapohe"

The Seven Buddhas eliminate sins, the Brahma power locks the demons, and the Sang of the Pure Holy Sage echoes between heaven and earth, through the body, reaching the deepest part of the demon's consciousness.

But the demonic atmosphere around the demon is even more terrifying, rich and almost solid, blocking the Sanskrit sounds pressed from all directions. The demonic man can do it, which shocks the world.

“Can’t you save it?”

Bodhi Zun sighed softly, this demon can no longer turn back.

When the mind turns to a state of concentration, the Buddha waves the rosary beads in his hand, and the sound of the Brahma is dispersed. Then the golden light Buddha realm comes. The Buddha acts and kills and no longer shows mercy.

"Demon Sword"

The demon snatched the right hand and unsheathed the magic sword and penetrated it into his hand. The even more terrifying demonic power shook and hit the surrounding golden light Buddha realm.

At this moment, Sala's broken sword roared lightly, the sword that had suppressed the demon, sensed the aura of the demon in front of him, and kept roaring.

A strange color flashed in Bodhi Zun's eyes. Sala had a spirit, and was actually pleading for this demon.

Could it be that during the World-Destroying God Tribulation ten years ago, this demon was also one of the several powerful Chinese people participating in the Battle of Blasphemy?

When he thought of this, Bodhi Zun hesitated in his heart. If this is true, this demon has the great merit of saving the world and he owe him a love in the world.

"Buddha, don't you take action? Then there will be a period of time later."

The demon who passed by was still cold in his eyes, and he walked west step by step.

...

The city of tears, the dark night and the moon, the ruins of the palace, Ning Chen pondered and said for a long time.

The three kings have different performances. According to their performance, the Green King is indeed as the butterfly said, as the one who has the greatest suspicion.

However, before Hong Wulei woke up, these were just speculations.

"Go to the Bauhinia Palace" Ning Chen thought for a while and spoke.

Flowers nodded, the good show was about to begin, and she could not wait.

The two of them walked together, and after counting breaths, they left again. Tonight was destined to be a sleepless night, and the dispute between the three kings was about to begin.

The three kings had the greatest motivation for the death of the Red King, and no one could escape the suspicion. At least, the three kings could not trust them before the final result came out.

In the Bauhinia Royal City, the king in a dark royal uniform walked step by step. The scholarly face was in a state of turmoil, and he could not see any murderous intention. If it weren't for the king's ring in his hand, he would not believe it. This seemingly weak scholar was actually the most mysterious and fearful of the three kings.

In the Sanhua Palace, the Purple King who had used the power of Wang Jie to stabilize Hong Wuxi's vitality, his eyes were full of fatigue, and he reached out to brush his forehead lovingly, a poor child.

Soon, the cold wind blew, and the king's power came, and the imperial guards were hard to stop, and even the dark king's clothes could not be touched.

When the Dark King appeared, the breath of the entire Three Flower Palace was frozen, like a quagmire, making people unable to breathe.

"Super the red without tears" said the Dark King calmly.

"I can't do it." The purple king's expression calmed down and said in a deep voice.

"That'll offend"

As the words fell, the figure of the Dark King flashed, his palm fell to the sky, and a dark aura passed by, and the void could not bear the ultimate king's power and suddenly cracked open.

Seeing this, the Purple King condensed the primordial body with a slender hand, and purple light rose all over his body, and he met with one palm.

With a loud bang, the Purple King took a step back, and the blood and energy in his body surged violently.

He spent his true energy to maintain the vitality of Hong Wuxi, and his body was no longer at its peak. Facing the dark king who was under strong pressure, his first move showed a sign of defeat.

However, the dignity of the king cannot be easily desecrated. The Purple King waved his hand and activated the power of the king's ring, and the vast real energy turned into a roaring purple dragon, hovering around.

"You are not the only one who has it"

A glimmer flashed in the dark king's eyes, and the deep Haoyuan was pouring into the king's ring with his right hand. In an instant, the tiger roared and shook the sky. With the help of each other, the dragon and the tiger were in contact with each other, and the dragon and the tiger were in contact with each other.

The Three Flower King Palace suddenly shook violently, the hall protection formation was suddenly destroyed, and it immediately disappeared. The four stone pillars in the hall collapsed in response to the sound, and gravel flew. In a blink of an eye, it turned into dust.

In the aftermath, the Purple King took several steps in a row, the corners of his mouth were red, and the gentle eyes rose to his coldness.

"Dark King, you're too bullying"

The Purple King raised his hand to wipe off the blood from the corner of his mouth. His slender hand moved, and the thunder rushed. But as the heaven and earth shook, a magical halberd surrounded by purple air rose from the ground. In a moment, the king took off and embedded in the groove on the magical halberd. An extremely terrifying oppressive force spread out. The shocking king weapon appeared in the world first.

Seeing the appearance of the Bauhinia King, the dark king's expression became serious. The king's weapon that suppressed luck was the foundation for a long time. It would not be too easy for him to steal the Hong Wulei here.

The next moment, the two kings fought again. The Purple King, who was equipped with the King of Kings, suddenly increased his combat power. The divine halberd waved, and the void shattered in pieces.

On the other hand, although the Dark King is in a prosperous state, he is unable to resist the power of the king's weapon to open the sky. He has many taboos in his moves, and it is difficult to gain the upper hand for a while.

Just as the two sides were fighting fiercely, a blue light flashed across the distance, and the serious-looking king of blue broke into the Sanhua King Hall. The king sword appeared and started the battle.

"Dark King, Purple King, stop"

The sword blocks the divine halberd, the palm shakes the power of the horse, and the Qing King separates the battle and speaks.

"Bi Chengkong, you came too badly"

The Dark King stopped and said lightly.

"It is not a gentleman to take advantage of others' danger. Dark King, if you have a good relationship with the Red King, you won't know what he hates the most, right?" said the Qing King seriously.

"Red King, he has been dead for more than ten years, and I guess he can't find his bones. What does he hate mean? It's all my business."

The Dark King said coldly and said.

Hearing the former's words, the unconcealable murderous intent flashed in the eyes of Purple King, and he said in a deep voice, "Dark King, be cleaner!"

"I can't take away the popularity today, but you won't be so lucky next time," said Purple King.

While speaking, the Dark King turned around and walked out of the hall step by step.

The Qing King had observed the expressions of the two kings, and his eyes turned to the Purple King, and he said seriously, "Purple King, be careful, the strength of the Dark King may be more than that."

"Thank you for helping me, I will pay attention," said Zi Wang seriously.

After clicking until the time was finished, the Qing King didn't say much, Wang Jian returned to the sheath and turned around and left.

Above the palace, among the two phantoms, the butterfly in the flowers watched the Three Kings' drama, and the god in the sword who loved watching the show all his life was hard to tell the authenticity of the male and female at this moment.

"The Qing King, it looks a bit hypocritical. The Purple King is the most true and the least conceals his emotions. As for the Dark King, this person is unfathomable and hard to say," said Hua Zhongdie slowly.

"Now, let you point to a murderer casually, who do you choose?" Ning Chen said.

The "Dark King" Flower Butterfly thought for a while and said.

Ning Chen nodded and said nothing. Not long ago, the Qing King was the most suspected. Now he has become the Dark King. The three kings' cunning are not simple.

The letters he gave to the three kings were different. The Qing King did not tell the other two kings about his existence. It can be seen that after the Red King died, there was no trust between the three kings.

According to Tonight's judgment, the death of the Red King should not have been designed by the three kings, but only one of them.

In fact, the possibility of Qing Wang being the murderer is not great. As Bi Chengkong said, the reason why he cannot kill the Red King is not complicated. The Red King and Qing Wang have been in a long time, and the two are guarding against each other. If Qing Wang wants to plot against the Red King, it is difficult for him to be unknown to others.

As for the Purple King and the Dark King, a confidant of the Red King during his lifetime, and a friend trusted by the Red King, they are the ones who have the most chance to start.

These two people reminded him of a man, Mr. Xiyu, one of the three Dukes of Daxia. He had seen the most tolerant person he had ever seen. After 40 years of ups and downs, he only revealed his flaws until his last son.

The layout and open conspiracy are the best in the world, and the conspiracy is not inferior to anyone.

However, the conspiracy will never come to the forefront, and the defeat of Duke Xiyu is the best example.

What he said to the head of the hospital not long ago was actually not a joke.

There are ten dou of talent in the world, and those who only occupy six dou of Lingyue are divided into four dou of the rest.

He, Xiyu Gong, and the three kings are among the remaining people, so they are not much better than the others. At least, compared to Fan Lingyue, he can only be regarded as a martial artist and does not understand conspiracy.

But for this reason, no matter how smart the three kings in front of them are, no matter how to tolerate them, they will not be without flaws. As long as they are foxes, they will reveal their tails, even if they are old.

Fortunately, his opponent is no longer Fan Lingyue.

Unfortunately, his opponent will no longer be Fan Lingyue.

"Do you still want to watch the show? I'm leaving for two days"

Ning Chen glanced at the woman beside him and said.

Hua Zhongdie thought for a while and said, "I won't look at it anymore. This little girl will not wake up for the time being. Come again in a few days."

"Well, let's go together," Ning Chen nodded and said.

Flowers and Butterfly took a last look at the palace below and then left with the former.
Chapter completed!