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Chapter Five Hundred and Twenty-Five Fighting, bloody waves!

Whoosh!

The five fingers of the hand bones spread open, escaped from the sea of ​​suffering, and shot towards Su Yu!

Whoosh!

At the same time, two shadows emerged again under the sea of ​​suffering!

That's two feet!

Sizzle!

The hand bones and foot bones splashed endless waves, and the slutty sounds were made on Su Yu's body. The blood was corrosive and made the spiritual power in Su Yu's body evaporated rapidly.

"Cover your spiritual power all over your body, and never be injured by these bones and blood!" Su Yu's face was solemn. While fighting against the bones, he reminded Shuang'er.

"kindness."

Shuang'er nodded gently, her body was like a butterfly, dancing on the bamboo raft. When she raised her bare hands, she had great power, and she could often force the bones back.

She has a very high understanding. Not only did she fully master some of the martial arts given to her by Su Yu, but she also possessed the martial arts she remembered. She took action like the wind and was not at all inferior to Su Yu.

At this time, the person Su Yu was most grateful to was the tree of life. If it hadn't for Shuang'er's strength restored, he would have become much more passive in the face of this situation and would have even died here.

The hand bones and foot bones are light and fast, without any extra moves, and they just fly between the three. However, they themselves are like the hardest weapon in the world, with great power in the attack, which is enough to penetrate any defense in the world.

Boom boom boom boom!

The fight brought out the waves in the Dead Sea, and blood filled the sky almost dyed the sky red.

The thin bamboo raft swayed with the waves, and under the control of the three, it did not overturn in the waves.

The corrosiveness of the sea of ​​bitter sea is extremely domineering. If the three of them fall into the sea, it will definitely be cold. Whether the corpse can be left behind is still a matter of different opinions.

The strength of these hand bones and foot bones has definitely reached a terrifying level. Not only can it be soaked in this sea of ​​suffering, but a single hand and foot are equal to the strength of a demigod.

The more they fought, the more frightened Su Yu was. The waves in the sea of ​​bitterness became bigger and bigger. It was obviously unfavorable for them to continue to be stalemate.

You can't fight with these bones, you must find a way to force them away!

Su Yu's eyes narrowed, but there were four dark green flying knives in his hand, and he shot out with a trembling wrist!

Dangdangdangdangdangdang!

The flying knife collided with the bone, making a roar of metal, and then the flying knife was actually ejected directly!

Su Yu could see clearly that the flying knives that were bounced back fell into the Dead Sea and began to melt. They disappeared without a trace in just a few breaths.

hiss!

He couldn't help but gasp. This flying knife was made of scales of the demigod-level ferocious beast, the Sky-Swallowing Python, and was corroded by the sea of ​​bitterness so quickly?!

Without thinking about it, four more flying knives appeared in his hand and continued to shoot at the bone!

The quality is not enough, so let’s make up for it!

Su Yu had so many flying knives, and he kept shooting at the bones as if he was desperate. For a moment, the sound of "ding ding dangdang" was endless.

Under the bombing of the flying knife, the attack of the bones was temporarily blocked, making it difficult for them to get close.

boom!

At this moment, the originally calm sea of ​​bitterness suddenly swelled with huge waves, and blood waves rushed to a height of more than twenty meters. The huge waves were surging, as if they were about to sweep the entire world, and there was a pungent smell of blood in the air.

The bamboo raft is like a small boat, and it will be overturned under this sea of ​​suffering at any time.

"Brother Yu, look at the sea of ​​bitterness!"

Shuang'er's voice was trembling and she said in extreme fear.

But I saw the waves rolling, the blood-red sea water seemed to boil, the sea surface was surging, the waves were one after another, and among the bloody waves, there was a scene that made people's scalp numb, with countless pairs of blood-stained bone claws dancing, sometimes exposed to the sea surface, sometimes hiding under the sea of ​​blood.

Kick!

Countless bone claws seemed to be dancing, constantly making creeping bone sounds. They seemed to be waiting for everyone to fall into the water, rushing up at any time to tear the people who fell into the water into pieces.

Four bones are so difficult to deal with, let alone such a huge number of bones?

Su Yu couldn't help but feel shocked and his scalp was numb. Is this sea of ​​blood really composed of the blood of countless people? How many creatures are going to be slaughtered?!

Suddenly, in this vast sea of ​​blood, a clear Buddha sing sounded: "Fate is created by oneself, appearance is born from the heart, all things in the world are transformed into appearances, the mind is not moving, all things are not moving, the mind is not changing, all things are not changing. Sitting is also Zen, and walking is also Zen, a flower is one world, a leaf is one Tathagata, the flowers come from spring, the leaves are falling from autumn, the infinite Prajna heart is free, the speech is silent, the body is natural."

The Buddha singing is filled with a compassionate atmosphere, and the sound is rolling, exuding a vicissitudes of life, melodious and grand, gently surging over the sea of ​​blood.

As the Buddha sang, the originally surging sea of ​​suffering suddenly became silent. The sea of ​​suffering became calm again as a mirror, only the endless dry bones were still swaying on the sea.

"Who? Come out!" Su Yu frowned deeply and shouted coldly.

This Buddha sings with magical power that captures people's minds. Even Su Yu is still irritable. If he is an ordinary person, he will probably be confused immediately and let others mercy.

"When the mind moves, things move; when the mind is calm, things are still. A thought of foolishness means Prajna is eliminated, and a thought of wisdom means Prajna is born. With things, things can be things; when things are not things, things are not things, things are not things. Things cannot be named, things cannot be real, names cannot be real, names are not real, so: life is not brought, death is not brought away." The Buddha sang in a leisurely manner, still echoing in the sea of ​​blood, sounds covering all directions, and the source of sound is never found.

"Shut up to me and get out!" Su Yu's eyes looked like a knife, looking at the void, and shouted loudly, resounding over the sea of ​​blood like thunder. The sea water below the shock was roaring and roaring, and skeletons stained with blood surged in the sea.

His voice contained all the spiritual power in his body. The lion roar skills were used to the extreme, and the sound rolled like thunder, condensed but did not dissipate, echoing around for a long time.

The Buddha singing has great lethality, which not only makes Su Yu feel irritable, but Shuang'er obviously becomes restless and sweat appears on her forehead.

Therefore, he had to use the same sound skills to forcibly destroy this extremely rhythmic chant.

In fact, Su Yu's judgment was very correct. The Buddha's singing was superimposed and the dull chant was like thunder striking in the sea of ​​blood. This was a pure spiritual pressure, and it was even more terrifying than the substantial lightning.

Fortunately, Su Yu shouted in time. Lion Roaring is also a unique skill in Buddhism and Taoism. With the function of enlightenment, it penetrates through the sky and completely overshadows of Buddha's singing. The sea of ​​suffering is filled with thousands of waves, huge waves, and white bones are rising and falling.

Until half a quarter of an hour later, the Buddha sang, the lion's roar disappeared, and the sea of ​​blood slowly returned to calm, leaving only endless skeleton claws dancing on the sea surface.

"Amitabha..." A voice of old age and a low Buddha's name sounded in the sea of ​​suffering, giving people a solemn and sacred feeling.
Chapter completed!
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