The high sky of the city was shrouded in lightning, and a brighter light suddenly erupted in the forested electric columns.
The explosive energy contained in it was so intense that it far surpassed the brightness of lightning, and then expanded rapidly, like a hurricane blasting away in all directions.
Just in the loud noise and strong light generated by the explosion, the Demonic Venerable's Dharma was torn apart, and then disappeared without a sound, leaving only the Godhead wrapped in the gray soul at the heart - a fist-sized black light surging like thick ink.
Chu He's side cheeks, back, and arms were all scarred by the intense lightning strikes, his palms were bloody, and his little finger and ring finger even exposed the white bones.
He grabbed the black light and tried his best to raise his head to follow Zhou Hui's direction, but lightning flashed everywhere he could see, like thousands of criss-crossing whips mercilessly hitting the ground.
… Well, Chu He thought, there was a trace of regret, self-mockery, and happiness mixed in his heart.
Such an embarrassed look must be very ugly.
Don't let him see it.
Chu He staggered to his feet and charged towards the higher sky. Behind him, the lightning gathered into a torrent and followed closely, smashing the countless asuras who had no time to flee all the way into pieces, and thousands of hell demons turned into powder mixed with flesh and blood.
Phoenix's scarred body accelerated to the extreme in the gust of wind, and the next moment the Great Asura Godhead in his hand played a vital role - the time gap opened at the end of the sky, and in the flash of lightning, Chu He rushed in!
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At the same time, hell is not Zhoushan.
The red and smooth magic eye is buckled in the abyss like a spherical surface, with a diameter of tens of kilometers, staring straight at the empty sky.
What no one can see is that there are four bottomless earth fissures around the magic eye, one of which is motionless, and the other three are constantly emitting pure energy mixed with blue-gray electric current into the void - which corresponds to the Those who were born in the eyes of the devil, the phoenix that poured out without the devil's breath, and the rest corresponded to Shakyamuni, Zhou Hui, and the Great Asura King.
The beam of energy corresponding to Fan Luo flashed, the current sparked sparks, and then the cracks cracked!
The energy gushing into the void from this gap disappeared. Correspondingly, the energy circulation in the other two gaps suddenly accelerated, and the blue-gray electric current squeaked.
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Over the Human World City.
Zhou Hui roared, "—Phoenix!"
There were several asuras slamming into the air behind him, and the moment he saw that he was about to hit his back, suddenly a wave of pure energy erupted around Zhou Hui. Torn apart!
The bones and pieces of meat disappeared in a flash in the wind. Zhou Hui looked down at his hand in a stunned moment, and then realized after a stunned moment—the Demonic Venerable Dharma was destroyed, and now only Sakyamuni and himself are sharing the hell energy in the demon's eyes. He is equivalent to the flat ground soaring half of the original Demon Venerable's energy!
If he had swallowed the Demon Venerable Dharma Body completely alive just now, and now the Demon Venerable's godhead, soul, and power should all belong to him, then he might even have the power to fight Sakyamuni head-on.
However, it was Chu He who killed the Demon Lord in the end. He took the godhead of the Great Asura King and went straight to hell.
Zhou Hui rushed towards the gap in space-time that had not been completely closed in the sky, and suddenly someone grabbed the shoulder behind him: "Father!"
Zhou Hui turned around and saw that Garuda looked rather embarrassed, the bandages on his face and hands were loosened, blood was wiped by the flying rubble, and his whole body was wrapped in the fierce blood that had not yet faded from the fierce battle: "You What do you want to do, father?! The five devastations of Mahaslav, waiting in hell..."
Zhou Hui's reason was slammed, and his first reaction was to raise his hand and beat his son, but when he saw Garuda's grown-up face that was similar to himself, and the golden blood running down his cheeks, he suddenly couldn't let it go. Hand, "Do you think your mother is playing so much just to save your bad brother?! Go away! Go downstairs and find a safe place to cat yourself!"
Garuda asked suspiciously, "Isn't it?"
Zhou Hui jumped up and rushed up, but was stopped by Garuda again: "What the hell is going on?! Mother told you to protect yourself before she left!"
"Protect your ass!" Zhou Hui held his son's collar, jabbed his shoulders with his fingers, and said angrily, "Your mother brought a super nuclear bomb to kill the Buddha! The Buddha in the colorless sky is a fake! Tell you that your lord has Problems that can only be solved by adults, you don't need to intervene here! Get off!"
Zhou Hui's roar made Garuda unable to open his eyes. In the next second, Zhou Hui pushed his son away, and suddenly he jumped up and rushed towards the gap in time and space where there was only one last line left!
Behind him, Garuda staggered a few steps to a halt, his eyes that had always been as indifferent as the Phoenix Ming Dynasty showed obvious shock.
At this time, in the high sky of the city, the huge thunder caused by the Phoenix Ming King's tribulation had almost dissipated, and the space-time gap above his head quickly closed, and only the last bit of it was about to disappear. Garuda suddenly raised his head to look at his father who was far away. After hesitating for a few seconds, he jumped up and followed.
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Hell, Buzhou Mountain.
Under the cloudy sky above the abyss, a space-time black cavity that was several kilometers long suddenly opened.
The void in the black cavity was deep, and the thunder and lightning suddenly burst into light, and then poured into the ground with a bang, shaking the entire majestic Buzhou Mountain Range on the spot.
The figure of Chu He was wrapped in the lightning that fell like a torrent of waterfalls, and slammed down to the cracked earth.
The calamity is not over yet, and wherever he goes, the thunder and lightning will follow him, even in hell. The sky above Buzhou Mountain suddenly changed. Lightning emerged from the red cloud. A few seconds later, the first lightning flashed down, and a huge beam of light was erected in hell connecting the heaven and the earth.
Chu He was bathed in the baptism of electricity all over his body, and his steps staggered, leaving bloody footprints on the cracked earth.
The golden-red phoenix real fire floated around him, protecting him as much as possible, but it was the power directly derived from the soul, and it was gone when it was used up.
Will it be Nirvana? he thought exhausted.
If Nirvana turns into a phoenix egg, I don't know where it will fall this time. The best thing is probably to be picked up by Zhou Hui, put in the microwave and hatched into a bird with sparse hair...
But since Zhou Hui said he didn't want him, he might find a tree in Buzhou Mountain, build a bird's nest, and throw the phoenix egg in it.
In a trance, Chu He imagined the scene where he would naturally hatch out of his shell in Buzhou Mountain after thousands of years. Facing the everlasting gray sky and earth of hell, the newborn phoenix flew over the long gray river with its tail feathers, and there must be a kind of confusion about where to go.
He shuddered uncontrollably, and suddenly came up with another whimsical idea: It is said that the phoenix egg looks like a white jade, and it is very beautiful. If it rolls to Zhou Hui's feet after nirvana, he may pick it up as a very beautiful stone. Take it away in your pocket... Wait, I don't want it anymore. Wouldn't it be very tragic if it was given away in the future.
Chu He walked down the abyss step by step, and finally a blood-red magic eye embedded in the ground appeared in front of him. Only at a close distance can you intuitively feel how big this hemisphere is. It almost covers several square kilometers of the ground in the valley, forming an arc like a red lake, connecting from one end of the mountain to the other in the distance.
Chu He stood on the edge of the magic eye, looked at the sky that was exceptionally bright amid the thunder and lightning, and took a deep breath.
The phoenix fire lingering around his body suddenly differentiated into a mist that was brighter and clearer, as light as moonlight. The mist circled up in front of him and came to the center of the red magic eye. It suddenly matched with a certain substance in the void, causing a crackling sound.
- That is the divine power of the ancient divine bird Phoenix. It is really at the bottom of the box, buried deep in the bone marrow, and it is the last and strongest power.
Hell time and space was finally forcibly torn open a crack in this divine power induction, only allowing two fingers to pass through, you can glimpse the unpredictable void inside, as if it is in the shape of a channel. But then the tearing process stopped, and the crackling sound became weaker and weaker due to mental exhaustion, and finally the crack stopped at the width of a palm.
Chu He gritted his teeth and stretched his hand in, and the thunder struck, and he let out a scream of pain.
-boom!
Under the guidance of his palm, the unseen thunder robbery burst into the gap, and then burst into a bright light!
The closed time and space finally collapsed under the tremendous force of the thunder tribulation, the invisible barrier split and splashed, and the broken wall rushed into the void, turning into a distant mist in the horizon.
Tens of thousands of years ago, the passage that the Buddha descended from the colorless sky to Buzhou Mountain, the divine realm hidden in the void where no one has stepped into, finally revealed the mysterious and ancient gate in front of the Phoenix.
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After this round of crazy eruptions, the thunder tribulation in the sky finally showed signs of weakening. However, Chu He was exhausted to the point where he didn't have the energy to perceive this fact. He knelt on the ground and trembled. After a while, he spit out a hot, bloody breath, stood up, and staggered toward the ethereal entrance.
At this moment, a strong wind passed behind him, and then he was holding the Demon Lord Godhead in the air!
Chu He turned his head suddenly, and before he could see who was coming, suddenly the whole person was lifted by his throat, flew over the whole piece of the magic eye, and pressed heavily on the shattered rock!
-boom!
Chu He's body rebounded from being smashed, and then he was held down by his throat again and pressed against the mountain wall. After opening his mouth, he let out a hoarse voice: "Zhou... Zhou Hui?"
Lightning poured down, and Zhou Hui's handsome side face was covered in blood, and there was an extreme sense of oppression in the interlaced strong light.
-Why is he here? !
Chu He had no time to think and tried to raise his hand to struggle, but the palm on his throat was like an iron pincer, making it difficult for him to even breathe. Zhou Hui's icy gaze drained the last of his strength, as if the last bit of temperature in his blood vessels and bone marrow had been burned away, leaving only a little bit of cold ashes.
"Let go of me..." Chu He said in despair, his expression revealing a sense of shame that he couldn't hide, his voice tremblingly dissipated in the crackling electric light as soon as he left his mouth.
"Let go of me, Zhou Hui... you will... be..."
You don't have a godhead that can be used to carry thunder, you will be struck by thunder, or even fall down in front of me with serious injuries, bloody and bloody.
Chu He stretched out his hand with all his strength, and his finger with visible bone lightly touched Zhou Hui's cold profile face.
This action took almost all his courage. In fact, it was originally a touch, but because it was too weak, it turned into a touch like a touch of water. Immediately, he lowered his wrist and tried his best to reach the godhead of the Great Asura King, who was tightly grasped by Zhou Hui.
However, Zhou Hui grabbed the gray-black halo hand and lifted it half an inch back, leaving Chu He's fingertips a short distance away.
"Have I ever said," Zhou Hui said slowly, "every time I see you hurt, I feel particularly bad?"
Chu He looked at him panting, as if he didn't understand.
A thick column of lightning fell from the sky, splitting into countless tiny currents, like the tip of an upside-down tree branch, rubbing Zhou Hui's side and hitting the mountain, splashing thousands of powdery rubble in the tsunami-like roar. . At that moment, the light finally illuminated half of Zhou Hui's body, while the other half was hidden in the shadows. His body was covered in scars and gunpowder smoke after the fierce battle, but he looked like a god standing above the ground.
It started a long time ago—from the first meeting under the golden bell, from the time when the sea of blood crossed the sea without him standing alone without kneeling, from the time when thousands of people crossed the battlefield, I will go; Zhou Hui is like a godless person The true god of the heavens steadily bears the burden of all beliefs in Phoenix, but has never wavered in the slightest.
No matter what kind of planning and calculation, this man cannot change the pace of his advancement.
Chu He lowered his eyes in embarrassment, his thick eyelashes closed in pain.
- But the next moment, a hot touch was printed on the corner of his lips, and it turned out to be a kiss.
Chu He raised his eyes in amazement, and saw Zhou Hui splitting with a single touch. He raised his head, and the reflections of each other were reflected in his deep pupils: "If I can come back from the colorless sky," Zhou Hui wiped the slight corner of his lips with his thumb. Wet Yin, asked in a low voice, "Do you still want me?"
"..." Chu He's complexion changed dramatically, his pupils suddenly tightened!
At the same time, the light of the gate of the divine realm in the middle of the devil's eye turned weak, and it seemed that it was about to disappear into the void.
Zhou Hui held the Godhead of the Great Asura King in his hand, stepped back half a step, and finally took a deep look at Chu He, and suddenly turned around and rushed towards the entrance in the light.
Chu He shouted hysterically, "Zhou Hui!"
Chu He chased after him despite the severe pain all over his body, but there was a figure faster than him, and swept past him in an instant - it was Maha!
Maha's hair was completely silver, and it fluttered wildly in the gust of wind. When he rushed into the unpredictable entrance of light, he rolled his arms and drew his swords out of the scabbard, and slashed directly behind Zhou Hui.
Chu He has absolutely no idea where he came from, perhaps from the sea of blood, or perhaps he had been waiting on the Buzhou Mountain before; there is no doubt that Peacock, as the real king of Ming Dynasty, has extremely terrifying fighting power. Zhou Hui is not necessarily an opponent.
Chu He sternly said, "Maha!"
Maha's movement paused, and the next second Zhou Hui mercilessly returned his hand and drew his sword, the impact force pushed the eldest son back a few steps in the face!
At the same moment, Chu He caught up, pressed the eldest son's shoulders, and pushed him directly out of the gate of the gods.
"I need that thing." Mahathir stumbled out of the door, maintaining a confrontation with Chu He inside and outside the door, but his eyes went beyond him to Zhou Hui, and said coldly, "Give me the godhead of the Demon Venerable. ."
His appearance can be called a sudden change, but Zhou Hui responded with practical actions-I saw him humming, turning and swept into the depths of the channel of the gods, and in the blink of an eye, only one person was left. 's back.
Maha's hand holding the hilt of the sword tightened, but when he was about to chase, he was stopped by Chu He: "Wait! No way!"
"Why?" Maha's attitude towards the phoenix was very restrained, but he also showed a little bit of impatience and toughness that could not be concealed: "You said that you would give me a godhead to suspend the five declines, where are you going? What happened to the thunder calamity just now? What's the matter?"
"I really... won't watch you die, but not now." Chu He couldn't explain it, took a deep breath and shook his head: "I will give you another godhead, but not now, maybe a thousand years from now. Parents have Something that must be done by myself…”
"What are you going to do?!"
Chu He was silent for a few seconds.
Just when he couldn't answer, the energy that kept the gate of the divine realm open was finally exhausted, the entrance suddenly began to twist and crack, and there was a sound of vibration that was about to close.
Maha looked at all this in astonishment, but when he wanted to come in, he was blocked by Chu He, and then pushed him far away.
"Mother!"
"I'll give you my godhead." Chu He finally told the truth, "If I'm lucky enough not to die this time, wait for Zhou Hui... After Zhou Hui leaves in the future, I'll give you my godhead."
Maha was completely stunned.
The door to the realm of the gods finally closed with a bang, and when Mohe reacted and rushed up, he saw Chu He's figure flashing in the passage, and then the entrance turned into nothingness in front of him, disappearing with a high fever in the sky above the demon eye. in the breath of magic.
Maha was furious: "—Mother!"
"Stop calling."
When Maha turned his head, he saw Garuda jumping down from the huge cracked rock not far away, his face and arms were all scratched, and after landing, he was wrapped in torn bandages hastily on his hands.
"Why are you so embarrassed?" Maha frowned, "Do you know what the mother is going to do?"
Garuda didn't answer right away. He stomped the gunpowder and dust on the legs of his trousers, then sat down against the mountain wall, took out the demon tobacco from his pocket and stuffed it into his mouth, chewed it exhaustively, shook his head and said, "They go The Colorless Heaven Slaughtering the Buddha... may not come back."
A sense of extreme absurdity arose in Maha's heart.
Garuda swallowed the tobacco and was silent for a moment, with a complicated look on his face. He seemed to be very tired and helpless with the fate of being displaced for a long time, and he breathed out after a long while.
"If they don't come back, you can take my godhead away..." He paused and said in a gloomy voice, "I'm already very annoying, it doesn't matter."