The sea of blood rushed down, and the momentum was rushing into the clouds and waves, like a waterfall pouring straight into the East China Sea. Half of the sky has been dyed into red soup, and countless demons are fighting for each other, and the East China Sea is immediately stirred into thousands of hazes.
Yun Sheng is now the co-owner of the Three Realms. If Zhongdu is overthrown by the sea of blood again, his virtue is unworthy, and he will be criticized in the future. He suspected that Li Rong was interfering with it and wanted to take advantage of the chaos, so he immediately ordered the Quartet: "Kill Ge Jun if you want to do something wrong, take off his broken spear and hold him!"
Li Rong said in a deep voice: "At the moment of the great enemy, Your Majesty must not be in chaos."
"The sea of blood is guarded by you. Now it's rushing for no reason. It wasn't your own hands and feet. Could it be someone else?" Yun Sheng was stunned, and he didn't want to leave Li Rong any more. Take it!
Li Rong said: "The sea of blood is rushing to the middle, and the great devil will come out. The three thousand armors in the clouds are in my hands. When it is so important, you insist on fighting with me again!"
"You bleed your blood into the middle of the river, and all living beings will suffer this catastrophe, but you are discussing disputes with me at this time, wanting to excuse yourself." Yunsheng's yin and yang split into black and white mirrors, he said, "Li Rong, your heart is Be punished!"
The black and white water waves were instantly set off in all directions of Jiutiantai, forming a trend of covering the sky. Seeing that the sea of blood had merged into the East China Sea, Li Rong expected Cang Ji to swallow the devil.
Li Rong involuntarily raised his foot and pulled out his smashing spear, saying, "How difficult it was to kill him 1,400 years ago, when he turns into a dragon again, who can stop him! play off."
"Why do you need to take out the broken spear since you are all focused on explaining it?" Jing Lin said in a low voice.
Li Rong was stagnant, and Yun Sheng's murderous intention was revealed. He clenched his gun tightly, knowing that he could not escape a battle today. The two violently attacked Jiutiantai, and Yunsheng's double mirrors interlaced digital "Li Rong" out of the mirror, and Li Rong immediately fell into a group battle. However, painting the skin is difficult to paint the bones, Yun Sheng never thought that Li Rong would be so difficult to deal with. The smashing gun broke through the boundary, and Yun Sheng almost collapsed.
"For five hundred years, you have been sleeping on the sea of blood." Yun Sheng covered up the blood, "I don't want to cultivate, but make rapid progress."
The quicker Li Rong's gun was, the slower Yun Sheng was. When he couldn't resist, he kicked out of the golden cage and blocked Jing Lin at the key point of the vortex of the two.
"But your mind is in the lower realm, where do you have time to practice!" Yun Shengmingguan was blown away by the strong wind, his eyes were suspicious, and suddenly his heart moved, and he said sharply, "You greedily swallowed father!"
The broken spear slammed into the golden cage, and the railing was dented. Li Rong stared at Yun Sheng firmly, and suddenly raised his voice: "You want to indulge the guilty Jun Jinglin, and you want to frame me and release the sea of blood. Now I am also the commander of the Soul Chasing Prison, and it is your duty to take you!"
Yun Sheng's expression changed suddenly, and he said, "I am the father of the king, who would dare?! If the obstacles are not removed, the law of heaven will not tolerate it! If you kill Ge Jun, I will reward you!"
Jiutiantai has collapsed with the sound, and the endless long steps have collapsed. The blood fog has become overwhelming, and the group of gods who heard the sound was in a dilemma for a while, but they saw that the East China Sea had already boiled into water on the stove.
Li Rong took a half circle with his spear, ripped off the nameplate on his waist, and threw it downward, with a voice like a bell: "Kill Canglong!"
Cang Ji's transformation into a dragon will be a disaster.
Jiutianjun couldn't hold this dragon when he was born, but now that he is ready to return, it will be difficult to shake. Li Rong wanted to keep Jinglin alive under all kinds of difficult circumstances, because only Jinglin could kill Jun's father. Now that the father is dead, whether it is Jinglin or Cang Ji, it is a disaster to stay!
Yunjian Sanqianjia received the order, and immediately poured out like a white tide and flowed into the gods. After a while, the sound of killing was loud, and the magic wand of the drunk mountain monk was broken, and he was already a little tired when he was attacked by the enemy on his stomach and back. Shu Ran shrank when there was no water, and the Buddha beast refused to kill innocent people indiscriminately, so he could only launch Huashang to order the group of demons.
Ayi got angry and asked back, "What's the use of you!"
Shu Ran touched her stomach with lingering fears, and said, "It's useless. I am a dowry for the emperor. With this level of relationship, the emperor will not blame me."
A Yi immediately punched two punches and said, "Man, man! You are too useless!"
Yunsheng is no match, but he has his own way. When he dodged Li Rong's broken spear, he used the golden cage as a block many times. Li Rong slammed down again and again, the railing had been hit unevenly, and finally broke with a "bang", and the Sanskrit words disappeared in an instant.
Yun Sheng waved his sleeves and said, "As soon as the pharynx spring comes out, all ghosts and gods will obey! Jinglin, killing him can pacify your monstrous wrath. From now on, you and I are divided into three realms, and Lord Linsong shall be the venerable of heaven and earth!"
Li Rong's marksmanship was stern, but unexpectedly, he suddenly raised his arm through the opening in the cage, carrying the gun with his bare hands, and then the gust of wind blew up, and Jing Lin rushed out. The Yanquan sword was covered with rust, and Jinglin turned the sword into the palm of his hand, and spun his body around and swayed the aura of the Haoran sword.
The broken gun hummed again, and the faint copper bells wrapped around it.
Li Rong slid his palm to stabilize the Po Xie Spear and struck with strength. The strong wind slammed, and the Jinglin sword moved in a dragon-like manner. Both sides drove the sky cloud to roll over, shaking Jiutiantai into flying stones. Li Rong's throat became cold, he immediately retreated, and he avoided it. When he touched his throat again, blood was already coming out.
Jing Lin did not chase, but flew down. The sky blue suddenly fell, like a sudden rain, passing through layers of barriers in the blink of an eye, facing the East China Sea. The Yanquan Sword was thrown down, set on the boiling water. In the next instant, the sword body swayed Xiao Sha's spirit and swept everyone out.
Jinglin fell on the water, and the ripples fainted in the place he stepped on. He pulled out the Yanquan sword, lowered his head and stared at the behemoth swimming underwater.
Cang Ji has not yet transformed into a dragon, he was bitten by the demon, and the spirit sea was filled with black mist and blood. The huge fish has protruded its horns, and in the sound of biting, Jing Lin's insignificance seemed to be standing in his eyes.
I have a train.
Jing Lin thought for no reason, there was even a little sourness, and the long finger that didn't wipe off the blood was lightly tapped in the monster's eyes across the water.
It was as if they had never been apart.
Li Rong threw his spear, and the strong wind attacked Jinglin. The three thousand armors in the cloud that were shaken jumped up again, but Jing Lin was surrounded by the four sides, and slowly smiled at the underwater things.
This smile turned the world upside down and turned it into an illusion, and all the suffering of thousands of years disappeared. Lovers should look at each other like this, as if the sky is falling and the earth is torn apart without any scruples. These thousands of words are hidden in the eyes, and under the whole world, no one but the other person understands.
The Yanquan Sword suddenly turned upside down and hit with a "clanging" sound from the broken spear. Jing Linfa was swayed by the wind, he did not take a step back, hit Li Rong again in the air, unable to fall into the water, followed by a hand-painted talisman, the green light soared, and he was forced to retreat in an instant.
Li Rong sank, only to see Jing Lin jumping up. The eyes of the two of them crossed each other as if they had gone through the past.
The ripples under Jinglin's feet suddenly shook, and the Yanquan sword turned into a huge shadow, which was like a broken bamboo. Li Rong's spear was carrying the thunder, and the red light seemed to be flying like a sharp arrow, and it had collided with Jing Lin in the blink of an eye.
The wind slashed like a knife, frantically slicing on the backs of the two people's hands and cheeks. Within five miles, no one can stop. The sound of the blows splattered, the blades rubbed and collided again, and everything that once came out of the same vein became a contest at this moment.
The surface of the water "bang bang bang" splashed continuously, and Jing Lin had already bullied him, and swept away from the sword. Li Rong slammed into the sea under the force, but Jinglin had already dodged, and the broken spear dinged on the body of Yanquan's sword, and Li Rong jumped up again with the help of the force.
The group of monks watched in silence, and everyone watched the earth-shattering battle of brothers. The bell rang from nowhere, and the lingering sound echoed through the heavens and the earth.
Cang Ji was only one step away, and the fish's body had already claws out in an instant. He hissed underwater and devoured it, his tail whipping up several feet of waves.
The situation was at a stalemate for a time, and A Yi suddenly stood up. He looked up and saw something vaguely soaring between the clouds.
"That is… "
Ayi jumped up to catch up, he turned into a colorful bird, and walked away to meet the eagle dyed in ink. The giant eagle's ink was not dry, and the fans were still dripping with ink. It held a swaddling cloth in its mouth, and what was wrapped in it was Shanyue's child.
Ah Yi turned back into a human body in mid-air and caught the child. When he saw it, he couldn't help but look back and said with joy, "Sister—"
Li Rong pressed into the air, stretched out his arms and shouted, "Give it to me!"
A Yi raised his foot and was about to kick, but Jing Lin had already caught up behind him. Li Rong's shot protruded, Ah Yi immediately leaned back, Jing Lin patted him on the shoulder, and he turned sideways immediately. Po Xie Gun missed A Yi, and suddenly rushed to the front of Jing Lin, Jing Lin pressed down with his sword, and then pushed A Yi away. But Li Rong's toes fluttered in the wind, and Ah Yi staggered forward again, and the child between his arms slipped and fell.
"Not good!" Ah Yi exclaimed in shock.
Li Rong and Jing Lin had already chased after them, but A Yi threw the Sanskrit chain from the air and raised it abruptly around the swaddling clothes. The child struggled and cried in the swaddling clothes, and the lotus flower in his palm shimmered.
Li Rong tried to grab it, but Ah Yi tried to pull him back. The Po Xie Gun simply rushed out fiercely, chasing after it. Ah Yi secretly said that he was so cruel, he could only let go, and the child fell again.
Jing Lin sank very fast, but it was too late. Seeing that the swaddle had been splashed with sea water, it was about to sink in. The Yanquan Sword in his palm was about to be released, but a huge lotus flower suddenly burst out from the water.
The lotus flower supported the child and flew up, and the group of monks chanted again immediately. Between the heavens and the earth, golden mansions suddenly appeared, and a dazzling golden lotus bloomed. The true Buddha stood up straight and stretched out his arms to embrace the child.
The child's crying stopped abruptly, and he reached between the golden light and opened his pure eyes. The real Buddha smiled, and the child laughed too.
Everyone immediately let out a sigh of relief, the true Buddha was merciful, even if he could not return it to Shanyue, he would never allow Li Rong to attack.
"Sir." Jing Lin stepped on the lotus and left, "This son..."
The chanting sounded loudly, and the true Buddha looked at Jinglin and raised a finger.
Jing Lin's steps were calm, but who knew that it suddenly became heavy and slow. He saw the pointer pointing at him, and there was only a roar in his ears. The thousands of noises in the world disappeared immediately, and the power of the sky-splitting force slowly pressed, but Jing Lin couldn't move any further.
"My son."
The real Buddha has an ethereal appearance, one eye is dark and cold, and the other is gray and compassionate. Heaven and earth are only for him for a moment, and in this moment, he is not only the father of the Nine Heavens, but also the true Buddha of the Brahma altar.
Jinglin was instantly cool, as if someone had poured out the remaining heat, and the scene in front of him was twisted and cracked.
The next moment, blood splashed and sprinkled on the blue shirt.
Li Rong stands tall!
He held a gun to support his body, and to block this calm finger, bloodstains exploded all over his body. The broken spear shattered with a "crack", his throat undulating, staring at the true Buddha.
"You're not dead."
Li Rong suppressed the anger that he didn't know the years, and his eyes were red, blood was dripping from his forehead, but he dragged the remnant gun and staggered to his knees on the water.
"You're not dead." Li Rong's voice gradually rose and fell, and he shouted exhaustively, "You're not dead!"
The true Buddha retracted his fingers and smiled slowly in the silence of heaven and earth.
"You have achieved this point, and it is very gratifying to be a father. The choice of the Asura Dao to you is the best choice. You have exhausted all your brothers and feet, suffered others, and endured humiliation until now, in order to reach the top. Jian, love and cherish for my father.”
Li Rong's throat couldn't stop choking, he shivered, and the broken spear shattered between his fingers. His blood splattered on Jing Lin's cheeks, Yin Hong spread out under him, and he fell down.
"He saved your life." The real Buddha looked at Jing Lin and said lovingly, "You will be moved. Jing Lin, you have not made any progress in a hundred years. It is true that he killed you today, and it is true that he saved you. . To get to the bottom of it, it's just a matter of interest."
Jing Lin's sword edge trembled.
The true Buddha looked kindly and said slowly.
"Use you to live, useless to die. You are just a sword to everyone."
Ah Yi suddenly fell into the fire of the sky, he rolled to the ground, and cried out in pain. The sea was so calm that the real Buddha made Li Rong fall to the ground with a single finger, causing Cang Ji to be silent in the deep sea. He seems to hold heaven and earth in his hand, and he is the master of all things.
Jing Lin tasted the blood, which was the tip of his tongue.
"I am heaven and earth." The real Buddha smiled, "Silly son."