Chapter 1346

Finally, someone could not bear it, gave up the attack and cried out, "I surrender, I turn back from the sea of suffering, please let me go."

"Yes, I surrender, too."

Several yamas surrendered in succession.

They are not as powerful as they think, though they are always high and ineffable.

When the king of hell saw this, he was ashamed and angry. He hated the iron and shouted: "are you still the king of hell? How about your identity and courage when you beg for mercy? "

"Life is gone. What's the value of identity and courage?" There was a resentful retort from the king of hell.

The king of Yama is speechless. He can't stop others, but he can choose to stand. Even if he dies, he will die standing.

After all, he is the head of the ten halls, which is different from other Yan kings in essence.

He stood proudly, stared at the king of Tibet, and said, "you want to take everything from me, unless you step over my body."

The Tibetans did not answer him, but came to him lightly.

He held out his hand, and a golden light came out of the tip of his finger, which was almost blinding.

Everyone looked at the golden light, and their hearts were shocked and frightened, and their heads dropped involuntarily.

Whoosh!

The golden light suddenly appeared, flew out and dyed the sky golden.

Poop poop!

A golden light came into the body, blood splashed, several figures shook suddenly, a pair of eyes were filled with incredible.

"Tibetans, you..."

One after another weak voice sounded, and suddenly stopped, and then, the sound of the crash sounded one after another.

The king of Tibet looked at all this indifferently and said calmly: "there is no end to suffering, not everyone can turn back. Put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha? It's just wishful thinking! "

Looking at one fallen king next to him, the shock in Yan's heart is unimaginable. If not for a little courage left to support him, I'm afraid that he has completely fallen to the ground.

"You Why kill them? " After all, the king asked the question in his heart.

The king of the Earth took a deep look at him and said, "you have enslaved the ghost world for many years and want to put down the butcher's knife? Not only will I not agree, but all living beings in the ghost world will never agree. "

The heart of Yan Luo is cold, can't wait to ask: "don't you say that there is no end to suffering, and you can turn around?"

"You are not qualified." The face of the king of the earth did not change, and he had a bright golden light in his hand.

Yan immediately felt the threat of death, his face changed dramatically, and said, "you even want to kill me?"

"Are you different from them?" The king of Tibet asked.

Yama is speechless. He is really no different from those yamas. What he has done is far more than them.

So he has no exceptional privilege.

All of a sudden, his eyes turned and he saw the king of Songjiang, who was safe and sound. He pointed at him and asked, "what about the king of Songjiang?"

At the corner of the eye of the king of Tibet, Yu Guang glances at the king of Song River.

The king of Song Jiang's face changed dramatically. He scolded the king of Yan. He was dying. He wanted to pull him into the water.

He tried to explain in a hurry and broke away from the king of the land.

But the king of the earth said quietly, "he is not different from you, but he has a little cleverness, so he can not die for the time being."

"Why?" "It's not fair. Don't you mean people's lives, etc.?"

"Fair, of course!" The Tibetans retorted: "he is just like your sin, but he doesn't believe in my idea, so I will let him witness my success and let him know that he is wrong. In the future, he will follow your steps and tell you that you are wrong, and what is wrong is outrageous. "

"What?" Song Jiang Wang screamed in amazement. He always thought he had a chance to escape, but he thought it was too beautiful.

His careful thinking never escaped the eyes of the king of Tibet.

In other words, the king of Tibet didn't care about his careful thinking at all, because he had already made plans.

When the king of hell heard this, he smiled and looked at the king of Song River jokingly, as if he was saying that you betrayed us, but you are still dead. This is your end.

King Song Jiang's face became extremely ugly. The sword hanging above his head still remained. Once the king of Tibet succeeded in transforming the ghost world, it was his death.

"Song Jiang Wang, I'm waiting for you." The king smiled at the king of Song River ironically, looked at him again, and said to the Jedi, "you don't have to do it."

Boom!

As soon as the voice falls, the king of hell explodes, turning into a stream of Yin Qi and soul.

There is only one king of Song River left.

Song Jiang Wang dully stands in place, seems to also smell the smell of death, looking at the wisps of gloom.

"No, I can't give up. I have to live. The king of Tibet believed and swore that if he succeeded, it would be my death. If he would never succeed, then I would not die. "The king of Song Jiang had a good idea. He immediately found the flaw and recovered his vitality.

The king of Tibet turned his eyes and went to Shura, saying, "Shura, your wisdom has been opened, and I will transform you."

"Roar --"

Shura roars, expressing his anger.

"In the future, you will thank me," he said

After that, the golden light flashed. The endless cassock came down from the sky and rolled up the Shura. The golden light flashed and the Shura disappeared.

Endless cassock flies back to the king of the earth, wearing cassock, glittering with gold, making people unable to look directly at it.

The king of Tibet ignored Shura, but faced Li Xiaotian and said, "next, you will witness my success."

Li Xiaotian looks up stubbornly. His tears have already dried. He stares directly at the king of Tibet. His rebellious manner is full of expression.

The king of the earth didn't care. When he waved, Li Xiaotian flew up and joined him in the transmission array.

The king of Song Jiang woke up like a dream and hurriedly chased after him. With a flash of light, the transmission array was opened and the three disappeared.

Tang Zheng fell down, as if there was no end, and I don't know how long it has passed. At last, there is a glimmer of light in front of him.

Putong!

The water splashed all over, and he fell into the water, and suddenly shut up, his head came out of the water.

"Where is this?"

He hurriedly looked around, boundless, full of water, I don't know where is the end, seems to be bigger than the sea he had seen.

"Fly to the sky to see the whole picture."

He had an idea. He urged the magic force and tried to get up in the air.

Putong!

A series of water splashed, but he failed to rise.

It used to be a very easy thing, but now it can't be done at all.

This What's going on?

He stared around, his hands beating in the water. There seemed to be an attraction in the water, which firmly bound him, making him unable to break the water.

He couldn't help but think of the Styx river. There was no way for anything in the Styx River to float. Like the water, it was full of weirdness.

Obviously, this is not the river Styx, because he can float.

He forced his brain to calm down and analyze his situation carefully. The king of Tibetans made the earth crack, and then he fell down from the crack.

"This is the depth of the ghost world? The ghost world is not like magma in the earth, but such a * *? "

He did not know that this was the bitter sea in the mouth of the king of the earth.

For countless years, the king of the land of Tibet has been a ghost in the 18th level hell. The 18th level hell is the deepest place in the ghost world, and it is also the closest to the center of the earth.

When the local Tibetan king's Kung Fu was completed, he felt that there was such a boundless ocean in the deep of the earth.

The ocean is as big as the ghost world.

The king of Tibetans named this ocean the bitter sea.

Moreover, he blessed the sea of bitterness with the supreme power and set up various levels of prohibitions. No one can reach the sea of bitterness except him.

In addition, once someone is in the sea of suffering, he will wander in the boundless sea of suffering, like being abandoned by the world.

The only way to leave the bitter sea is to look back.

It's not just a twist of the neck and a look back. It's a deeper meaning.

The bitter sea is blessed by the divine power of the Tibetan king. Only when you understand the profound meaning and the essence of it, can you really turn around, and then you can break the ban and return to the ground.

Tang Zheng didn't know all of this. After analyzing it, he still had no choice but to swim in the bitter sea.

He didn't believe that there was no end to this affair. As long as he found the end, he might be able to leave here.

At the same time, he also complained a lot about the Tibetan king. What's the purpose of trapping him here?

What would he do to Li Xiaotian?

"He should not hurt li Xiaotian." Tang Zheng thought anxiously, "I must leave here as soon as possible, and then go to save her."

As he swam, he urged his kung fu to try to get rid of the shackles of the sea.

He was very annoyed by the fact that he could not get away from the sea, but he also understood that this * * was not as simple as he thought.

Swim, always swim, I don't know what is the end, tireless swim, it seems to have to swim until death.

Tang Zheng has been numb. I don't remember how long he swam, but he still didn't see the shore.

He stopped decadent and wanted to cry without tears.

"This must be a magic. If I break this magic, maybe I can escape from life."

Tang Zheng thought it over to himself and didn't give up.

It's easier said than done.

He held his head, racked his brains, and made a little clue. I'm afraid that there is no end to this * *, that is to say, there is no shore, just like the suffering sea that the king of Tibet said."A sea of pain?"

In his heart, his eyes brightened a little. He remembered that the king of Tibet had been saying that there was no limit to the sea of suffering. Turning around is the bank. Is this the sea of suffering?

He pondered for a moment, convinced that his guess might be as good as ten.

"There is no limit to the sea of pain, but to return is the shore."

All he thought, suddenly turned around, where there is shore, or boundless sea water.

He turned his head slowly again, still the boundless sea water.

"Where is the shore? It's a lie to turn around. " He shouted hysterically with all his strength.

The sound spread far away, like thunder rumbling overhead.