Chapter 974

The subduing wand is opposite to the Shura Dao.

Knife and stick strike each other!

For a moment, heaven and earth lost their color. These two weapons undoubtedly became the absolute center.

The shock wave is like the atomic bomb that destroys the sky and the earth. It raises the dust and gravel all over the sky and spreads in all directions.

The thick and high smoke and dust are sweeping between the heaven and the earth. Like the sandstorm, it almost connects the sky and the earth, covering the sky and blocking the sun. It sweeps the whole nine hell at supersonic speed, and then quickly rolls to the nearest city.

Boom boom!

Where they passed, the village was turned into ruins and rolled up into the sky.

These villages do not have the protection of Yan Wang Yin. The ghost people in these villages have long been sucked into black holes and become a dead village. At this moment, the village is even the last trace of survival has been wiped clean.

This smoke and dust is invincible. All the objects that we meet are vanishing. We are a little closer to the nearest city.

The Runner King floats in the mid air, holding the seal of the king of Yan tightly. All the lights fall down, covering the huge runner City, like a huge protective cover, protecting his own city and people.

The people in the city are scared and scared. What they see and hear today has never been expected in their lives.

They saw the black smoke coming closer and closer to the sky, and tried to escape one by one, only to find that the protective cover of Yan Wang Yin not only protected them, but also restricted their actions.

No matter how they collide, they can't rush out.

The Runner King's face was so gloomy that he roared, "stop for me. Be calm. I'm here. What are you afraid of?"

After hearing the rebuke from the Lord of a city, the people gave up running away, but they could not keep calm. Instead, they knelt down to the Runner King and prayed for his protection.

The king of the wheel constantly urged his kung fu and secretly clenched his teeth. He didn't know what caused this scene, but there was no doubt that it was what happened in the eighteen layers of hell that caused this scene. He and his city became the fish that was affected.

Not only for his people, but also for himself, he had to fight hard and could not escape.

If he escapes and his people no longer exist, then the king of hell will become a lonely man. What's the point?

He took a deep breath, looked at the closer smoke, secretly cheered for himself.

Finally -

smoke and dust hit the protective cover.

Boom!

There was a huge earth shaking noise, the protective cover was shaking violently, and it made a creaking sound.

The Runner King's face turned pale in an instant, and his arm was shaking and his sinews were clear.

He made a sad murmur, which was more fierce than he expected.

Click!

With a crash, the light cover broke and the smoke and dust swept over the high wall of the runner city. The wall collapsed and became ruins.

"Ah --"

there was a shrill scream in the city. The smoke and dust were fatal. Where they passed, all the living creatures were destroyed and scared.

A group of people in the ghost world are running around, trying to escape the pursuit. However, the speed of the smoke and dust is too much faster than them. In a blink of an eye, they catch up, leaving them nowhere to hide.

The Runner King lives at a high altitude, watching his people die and hurt countless, but he can't help it.

Now, he's really going to be alone.

Seeing the smoke and dust rushing in front of him, he subconsciously waved the seal to fight back, but listened to the bang, the seal cracked!

The runner king looked at his magic weapon mysteriously and saw it broken into pieces.

This is a heaven level magic weapon. Why is it so easy to damage?

Just that attack, not only broke through the mask, but also suffered irreversible damage.

As soon as he urged his kung fu to infuse the seal, the seal would die.

Although the runner king was heartbroken, he could see the smoke coming, but his reason prevailed, and he could not care about his own people, turning into a streamer, just like a lost dog running away in the distance.

He flew tirelessly for a long time before turning his head to look back.

His wheel city has disappeared, completely shrouded in smoke and dust, and no one has escaped.

Encountering the block of this towering City, the momentum of smoke and dust gradually weakened, and finally, dissipated, as if it had never appeared before, but the runner City, which has been razed to the ground, shows the traces of its existence.

The Runner King stopped and looked at his city from afar. He wanted to cry without tears.

Who did you provoke? How could you suffer such a disaster?

"Ah --"

he raised his head to the sky and roared. All kinds of emotions mingled in this voice, resounding throughout the world.

But no one cares about his gain or loss. Everyone is attracted by the eighteen layers of hell and the black hole in the sky.

After the black hole absorbed Tang Zheng, it did not stop, but wantonly absorbed the ghosts between heaven and earth.Some of the weaker Yama's hard-working support, tottering, that protective cover seems to break at any time.

In the ghost world, the cities of the kings of hell are far apart. Although you can see the smoke and dust in the sky, no one can see that the runner city has been destroyed by the smoke and dust. Naturally, you can't feel the power of terror.

Eighteen layers of hell.

From afar, everything around has collapsed. After the smoke and dust dissipated, only three figures still stand on the ruins.

The king of the earth, the king of the netherworld and the Shura are tens of meters away. They are horns. They face each other from afar.

The golden light of the subduing wand is dimmed a lot, and the momentum of Shura Dao is also weakened.

This strike by both sides has had an earth shaking impact, which was unexpected to the king of Tibet.

This is the master fight. One move can almost destroy the sky and the earth.

Another effect of the war was that the ghosts and ghosts in Jiuyou hell disappeared completely and were wiped out completely, which was even more effective than the effect of Duhua, the king of Tibet, but these ghosts were the end of their lives. Naturally, they were more powerful than the king of Tibet.

The king of Tibetans felt sorry for his great compassion, but he could not control everything.

Now the result is a variable, beyond his control.

"Jin Gang's eyes are angry, and he's going to hit the head? Ha ha, that's all. King of the earth, you are a joke. Now Shura and I are here, and we have the ghost art of the netherworld. Who else can stop me? Is that you Can you do it? " The king of the netherworld laughed triumphantly.

The anger on the Tibetan king's face gradually disappeared and turned into grief. A pair of compassionate eyes looked in all directions. Jiuyou hell had been destroyed and turned into a dead place. Except for the three of them, there was not even a ghost.

With a long sigh, the Tibetan king put his hands together and recited the sutras loudly. One by one, the sutras flew out of his mouth and flew around him at a high speed, just like a butterfly in flowers.

The netherworld king looked at this scene scornfully and said with a sneer, "I'll see what else you can do when you're dying and still make a fool of yourself."

After reciting the whole Sutra, one by one, the king of Tibetans no longer danced, but fell on him. His whole body was glittering with gold. All the Sutras were interwoven together, which turned into a cassock, shining and solemn.

He sat down with his knees crossed. A huge seven color holy lotus blossomed under him. Tuo raised him.

Prajna holy lotus blooms slowly. One petal after another keeps blooming. When it reaches thirty-six petals, it doesn't stop. The petals still bloom rapidly, as if there is no end.

The king of the netherworld was stunned and his face changed slightly.

There are only thirty-six petals of Prajna holy lotus, which was transformed by the king of Tibet. How many of them have become so many?

40、 Forty one, forty-two Is it still blooming? Is it necessary to reach the extreme state of Prajna holy lotus with ninety-nine eighty-one petals?

No, how could it be?

How can he do all this in such a short time? It's impossible!

"Hell is not empty, vow is not Buddha! The hell is empty, and the earth becomes a Buddha! "

Sixteen words, each of which is an abacus, are recited from the mouth of the king of the earth and reverberated on the desolate ruins.

The spirits of the netherworld King trembled. He had never heard this.

Because, when the king of the earth made this oath, he had been infected by the Yin Qi of the nine hell and sunk into the bottom of the eighteen hell layers.

Now hearing these sixteen words, he suddenly had a bad premonition.

He stared at the king of Tibet. Suddenly, he saw that he put on the golden cassock and bathed in the holy golden light. The wand in his hand lit up a passage of Scripture, while the Prajna holy lotus kept blooming petals and finally stopped at 56 petals.

The power of fifty-six petaled Prajna holy lotus is much stronger than that of thirty-six petals.

Each petal of Prajna holy lotus symbolizes a disaster experienced by the cultivator in the process of cultivation. From 36 petals to 56 petals, the king of Tibet has experienced 20 disasters. The disaster lies in the heart, not the external form.

Therefore, these twenty calamities are what he experienced in the course of his heart in the short-term confrontation.

Although Prajna holy lotus did not reach the extreme state, it did not affect the king of Tibet to become a Buddha. He had already reached the condition of becoming a Buddha with his cultivation and mind. However, due to his strong vow, the hell was not empty, so he could not break through this barrier.

Now, under the wrong circumstances, the war between the king of Tibet and Shura has spread far and wide. Everything in hell has disappeared, and the hell has collapsed and collapsed completely. The hell has become empty, and his oath will not be broken.

The hell is empty and becomes a Buddha.

Therefore, it is natural that all this will happen without any preparation from the king of Tibet.

He recited scriptures and made cassocks from the culture.

The cassock is attached to the body and becomes a Buddha immediately!

Buddha is the ultimate form of his spiritual cultivation, so he almost reached the peak of his cultivation.However, the disaster he experienced was not enough. There were only 56 petals of Prajna holy lotus. He did not really reach the ultimate of Buddha.

Today, his accomplishments are equivalent to the realm of Mahayana, almost touching the threshold of the peak.