As soon as Huang Quan finished speaking, with his feet as the center of the circle, circles of glazed red light swayed, instantly passing through the pure land, extending to infinity.
Meng Qi felt that his perfect body was like a punctured hot water bottle. The pure land was strangely and resolutely absorbing power, which was difficult to contain and irreversible. Waves of blood-yellow mist were like water waves, rippling outward.
The recovery cannot catch up with the absorption. In just eighteen breaths, the power of this body will be exhausted. Meng Qi's heart is like a mirror, his thoughts are turning, and he accurately judges his own situation. The ancestor of Asura next to him also has a demonic body that is red. Swing out the red glow that contains terrifying thoughts of killing and will to fight.
Seeing this, Huang Quan burst into laughter: How could the Buddha let go of the origin of life and death when he measured the Nine Netherworlds? The nine stone temples surrounding the Huang Quan River were built for this purpose.
I didn't understand their mysteries in the past, but after stepping into the origin of life and death, everything became clear and clear.
Within the Pure Land, except for the introduction position where I am, every place is drawing power to penetrate the corresponding Pure Land of the nine stone temples, forming an illusory yellow spring, which can be pulled to turn the long river upside down and open the origin of life and death.
At that time, Huang Quan will die, and only the Taoist priests of life and death will appear. I would like to thank the two Taoist friends in advance for their help.
There was unconcealable ecstasy in his malicious tone. This time he deliberately exposed Xingzang and leaked the secrets just so that strong people could pursue him and activate the power of the Nine Pure Lands.
This thought was uttered, echoing around, and it did not take long. However, after the laughter ended, Huang Quan found that both the ancestor of Asura and the boy who stole his bones had expressions as calm as water, without any shock or anger. There was no surprise, no panic.
Seeing Huang Quan's solemn and suspicious eyes on him, the ancestor of Asura raised his right hand and pressed it on his left chest. His voice was like thousands of blunt knives scraping the bones:
Zhenwu will be weakened in Jiuyouhui. Even though I am still not as good as he was back then, the difference is not too far behind. The strength of the fellow Taoist next to me is enough to make up for it.
He was actually thinking about Huang Quan's question of whether he had enough strength to open the origin of life and death. As he spoke, he pulled hard with his right hand, as if tearing something off, and his whole body suddenly swelled. It turned into a terrifying monster that was countless times bigger than Mount Sumeru.
His body is dark and has nine heads. There are equal parts of anger, lust, and killing. They have thousands of eyes, densely packed, penetrating into the heart, making the witnesses' hair stand on end. The body is covered with a layer of blood-like flames, and the depths are completely black, as dark as night. Nine hundred and ninety One arm blooms like petals. Twenty-four giant legs covered with scales seemed to support the God Mountain.
As the true form of the ancestor of Asura appeared, the entire pure land was plunged into a red light full of blood. Headless bodies with broken arms and limbs could be seen everywhere. The surrounding souls gathered together and transformed into the appearance of an ancient demon god. They were the powerful men killed by the ancestor of Asura back then.
After the Asura clan reaches the stage of half-god and half-demon, every time they kill a powerful life. They will absorb part of the opponent's strength and obsession, and evolve into the guardian ghosts. Even if they are destroyed, they can regroup in the future. Therefore, the more enemies they kill, the stronger they become. The terror of the Asura ancestors who have been fighting since the founding of Jiuyou to this day is self-evident.
In the howl of the fierce ghosts, the terrifying thoughts of killing and the strengthened will to fight swept across the pure land, penetrating all realms, connecting me and others, making countless figures stand out, transmitting the power of the cosmic sea, making this place like a Shura field. War and killing have almost condensed into reality, and there is even a long river of illusory time looming.
Are you satisfied with such power? The ancestor of Asura did not attack or defend. He simply stood and looked down at Huangquan.
Huang Quan was confused for a moment: You
The nine heads of the ancestor of Asura smiled in unison:
Didn't I say that the volunteers took the bait
I'm not afraid of being used to open up the origin of life and death, but I'm afraid that I won't even have a chance.
At that time, even if the power is completely absorbed, you can still sense the opening of the origin of life and death, and understand the mystery of death. If there is still a little power left, you can follow it.
As for Huang Quan's silence, that is something that must be faced and resolved, just like facing the end of one's life.
Huang Quan was a little uncomfortable with his opponent being so cooperative with his use. He turned to look at Meng Qi and saw that the yellow mist of blood around him suddenly expanded, spreading all over the world and turning into a long rolling river full of sinking and death. He had no power at all. Pass it on to this pure land without reservation or resistance.
Seeing Huang Quan looking over, Meng Qi put his hands behind his back and chuckled:
However, if an incarnation of the underworld can be exchanged for the opening of the origin of life and death, the loss will be lost.
What's more, the sacrifice is your bones, and to me, it is something outside my body. If I can explore the place and be prepared before Emperor Fengdu uses snacks to enter the origin of life and death, there is no great benefit.
As for absorbing the power of the deity through the incarnation, Meng Qi is not afraid. Who calls himself the cause of all effects
Having said this, he looked back and pointed at the entrance to the Pure Land, and said humorously: If the power of Taoist Asura and I is not enough, we have also prepared a child, hoping that Taoist Taoist will be satisfied.
Before the voice fell, a red light flashed at the entrance to the Pure Land, and the bloody Taoist appeared in embarrassment. His power was absorbed by the barrier crazily. For him, the escape distance of just ten feet was actually the end of the world.
Huang Quan, who was originally overjoyed and relieved to be so cooperative with his opponent who was scheming to take advantage of him, was so cooperative that he felt relieved. The goal was indeed achieved as he expected, but there was always something wrong with the development.
Shouldn't you curse angrily and try your best to get rid of yourself, trying to capture yourself or escape from the pure land, but in vain, you can only watch the conspiracy succeed
What's going on with the two guys who are almost smiling in front of me
Still asking myself if it’s enough
While thoughts were swirling, Huang Quan suppressed all the strange feelings, his hands glowed with black and white colors, and pressed down, entangled with each other, forming a yin and yang phenomenon, completely driving the Pure Land.
boom
The power drawn out of the illusory sound surged across time and poured into the next pure land.
boom
The green-gray stone temples surrounding the Huangquan River trembled violently one after another, and the stone green lanterns spontaneously ignited without wind or fire, casting out a warm glow.
Wow, the reincarnation of Huangquan saw a blood-yellow river appearing high in the pure land, containing life and death, full of sinking, and flowing endlessly.
The illusory underworld is connected with each other, forming a cycle of its own, and complementing the real underworld, causing waves to surge into the sky, and ghosts crying and splitting the clouds.
Wow!
The long river of the underworld suddenly reversed for a short time, and the illusory yellow blood suddenly condensed and turned into a colorless point. A deep and deep meaning of death pervaded from it, but it also contained vigorous vitality.
The colorless point suddenly expanded and seemed to turn into a strange whirlpool. The reincarnation of Huang Quan did not care about Meng Qi and the Asura ancestors who had exhausted most of their killing power and killed the Taoist with blood. They suddenly flew up and threw themselves into it.
The opportunity to enter is only for a few brief moments.
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There's a bit of a lag in the back, so I'll write it here first, and I'll make up for the missing updates tomorrow.