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The strange Buddha sound directly enveloped the entire ghost palace. The already extremely decadent soul fire couldn't help but shake the mind violently in this Buddha sound, and there was a terrible illusion that it was shaking the will of the mind.

"The evil Buddha distracts the spirit, you are not dead. I just said how could you fall so easily before? You can hide in the ghost palace and even I can't find it. Good means and good scheming. When I was completing the casting of the soul ladder, my mind was relaxed and my soul was damaged seriously, I appeared in one fell swoop. This scheming was indeed brilliant."

The moment Yan Fusheng heard the Buddha's voice, even if his mind and spirit will condensed instantly, he still could not resist. He only saw a blood-colored Buddha light suddenly appear in the ghost palace, and in the blink of an eye, quickly covering the entire ghost palace at an incredible speed. The soul fire exposed outside the soul ladder was instantly pulled into the boundless Buddha light.

Yan Fusheng only felt that the scenery in front of him changed.

He had already appeared in a strange world, surrounded by mountains of corpses and blood. He was stepping on his feet with countless fresh corpses, and pieces of bright red flesh and blood filled with a strong smell of blood. A mountain of flesh and blood made of flesh and blood appeared in front of him. The evil Buddha was sitting upright on it, with an evil smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Master Yan, you have a connection with my Buddha, why should you resist? If you are willing to rebel, this Buddha will not only allow you to cultivate thousands of miles a day, but it will be easy to leave this vast world and enter the Thirty-Three Heavens Continent. At that time, you will know that this small blood moon realm is just a finger of the ephemeral ephemeral."

The evil Buddha said slowly with a smile.

"Hmph!! Rebellion? Not to mention you, the evil Buddha, even the real Buddha, you can't even make me surrender. I am me, how could I be controlled by others? Buddha? Humph! When all living beings in heaven and earth suffer endless disasters, where are you? The real Buddha? You are not qualified to shout in front of me. You are an evil Buddha who kills countless creatures in heaven and earth, and you are even less qualified. I want to open up the cycle of reincarnation and bury you, the inhumane demons, immortals and beasts!!"

The fire of Yan Fusheng's soul turned into a physical body under his will. This is a power that is completely transformed by will, running through the soul, and is contained. It is no less than any strong man in the sixth and seventh heavens. His eyes are like torches, and he glances around coldly. This is his ghost palace. He can feel that this is an illusion, an illusion that exists based on his own ghost palace, but in fact, it is still in the ghost palace.

This is my ghost palace, so I must be respected.

Zheng!!

As soon as the thought moved, the Yan Luo Blade appeared in his hand out of thin air.

He glanced around coldly, and the black hair behind his head danced wildly, shouting coldly: "If you want to fight, then fight. If you want to save me, it depends on whether you have the ability. It's just a wisp of evil Buddha distracts the spirit. See if you saved me first, or I killed you, the evil Buddha. If you pull me into the illusion, I will regard you as the inner demon before me. If you are the inner demon, I will kill you!!"

Bang! Bang! Bang!!

He stepped calmly towards the mountain of flesh and blood, holding the Yan Luo Blade in his hand, and under the Yan Luo Blade. No matter you are immortal, Buddha and demon, I will give you a vast and vast way!!

The will is like iron, unshakable.

As my steps moved, the entire ground was shaking violently.

Kill! Kill! Kill!!

The terrifying sound of killing soared into the sky, and was about to tear apart the sky and destroy the vacuum. The sound of killing sound is from the will and from the soul. Every way can feel the murderous intent of daring to kill the sky and the earth.

"Amitabha Buddha, since the donor is obsessed with it, don't blame me for forcing me to save it. Please listen to my book "Sutra of Killing". The evil Buddha looked at Yan Fusheng with a smile, but in his eyes, he still showed a coldness like looking at the dead.

At the same time, the mouth began to recite the scriptures with a strange rhythm: "All sentient beings have sins, killing animals means becoming Buddhas. Killing one is a sin, killing hundreds of arhats, and killing millions of them is the Buddha on the lotus seat..."

As soon as the "Sutra of Killing" was recited, immediately, a terrible bloody smell that filled the entire world, murderous intent filled every inch of the void, and blood-colored "名" characters. These "名" characters burst out quickly and penetrated into countless flesh and blood. The blood-colored Buddha light filled every inch of the void.

"Kill, kill, kill, kill to become a Buddha!!"

"Sentient beings are sinful, and they become Buddhas by killing them!! I am the Buddha when I kill millions of them."

As soon as the blood-colored "名" character penetrated into countless flesh and blood, they immediately saw that the flesh and bones quickly squirmed at a speed visible to the naked eye. In a blink of an eye, arhats wearing blood-colored monk robes and a ferocious blood-colored "名" character were condensed.

These bloody arhats were holding cold ring swords in their hands. There was no Buddhist compassion at all on the ring swords, but only the cold murderous intent. The aura emitted by a name actually reached the eighth level of heaven, and the powerful pressure continued to rush towards Yan Fusheng. Each one seemed to be a god of killing.

Climb out of hell.

"Kill! Kill! Kill!! Rebel Yi does not rebel Yi, rebel Yi does not rebel Yi!!"

Bloody Luo Hans looked at Yan Fusheng coldly, and roared in unison. The sound of killing was enough to disintegrate his will and severely hurt his soul.

Bang! Bang! Bang!!

Yan Fusheng laughed wildly at the sky, and took three steps in front of him. Each step made his momentum rise violently in an instant. On the Yan Luo Blade in his hand, countless fighting souls and evil souls were grimly smiling, countless blood-colored Buddha lights were entangled, but they could not be submerged, just like a god walking in purgatory. His eyes were like crazy and murderous intent was like a knife. He shouted: "I want to open the cycle of reincarnation, bury you and other animals. I want to build an underworld to control the good and evil of the heaven and earth. What qualifications do you have to make me rebel? If you want me to rebel, then I will kill you rebel. Use my Yan Luo Blade to save you into reincarnation, kill! Kill! Kill!!"

Stepping in the sound of killing.

"Save you to become a Buddha!"

A blood arhat stood in front of Yan Fusheng. The sword in his hand was terrible with a terrible killing intent to kill the people to save me into a Buddha. He slashed out with a domineering sword. Under the sword, Yan Fusheng seemed to be in an endless killing field. Under the sword, there was no possibility of dodging. This sword contained a murderous intent and the will to kill. Under this will, even he had the illusion of being like an ant.

It is irresistible, this is the killing thought of sentient beings.

If you gather the thoughts of killing sentient beings with one knife, if you don’t become a Buddha, then I will kill you to become a Buddha.

This kind of murderous intent is unstoppable and invincible!!

"If I don't want to, who can save me!"

After countless pains, the terrible will that was sharpened from purgatory was shining in the moment when danger came, his eyes shone brightly, his wrist instantly turned, his blade crossed, and he swung the Yama Blade straight at an almost unprecedented speed, and slashed out domineeringly. This knife carried his own unyielding will. The immortal will tempered from countless pains.

when!!

This sword, countless fighting souls and evil souls followed. This sword slashed out Yan Fusheng's unyielding will, but my belief. Almost in the middle, it collided violently with the ring knife. In an instant, the terrifying killing sound fluctuated the sky, and countless flesh and blood were shattered. A violent killing force completely annihilated everything around like a storm.

On Yan Fusheng's body, countless terrible cracks were cut by killing force.

A series of wounds appeared on the body one after another.

Distributed in every inch of the body.

The internal organs are shaking violently. Although the body of reincarnation in the flesh and blood is rapidly moving, swallowing the terrible killing power transmitted, this devouring speed and the killing power infused into the body are almost a drop in the bucket. The power burst out by this bloody arhat with the eighth level of combat power is too terrible.

Bang!!

In just a blink of an eye, Yan Fusheng's entire body collapsed and exploded into pieces, scattering in all directions.

"This is my ghost palace. If I don't want to die, who can kill me? The power of the soul will condense me." At the moment when the body collapsed, a powerful will burst out with an unyielding thought on the spot. Immediately, the originally shattered body turned into soul fire again, and gathered in an instant with the will as the center.

The shattered body recovered as before in a blink of an eye.

Between life and death, we have gone through a cycle of reincarnation!!

war!!

I am respected by my ghost palace, no one can occupy it.

Bang!!

Yan Fusheng took a step forward, and countless flesh and blood shattered on the spot during this step, and flesh and blood flew. A stream of pure power was infused into the Yan Luo Blade, and the terrifying fighting spirit and murderous intent of countless war souls and murderous souls were conveyed from the blade.

With one sword, he cut down at the bloody arhat like lightning.

when!!

The bloody arhat immediately waved the sword and collided with the Yan Luo Blade without any hesitation. The terrible killing power was injected into the body in an instant. At this moment, Yan Fusheng took a step back with his right foot, and countless reincarnation plates appeared in his body, quickly removing the killing power towards his right foot.

Rumble!!

Under his right foot, countless flesh and blood skeletons turned into powder instantly.

While removing the killing power, he turned his wrist and stepped forward with his feet. His body was wrong, and his blade was placed on the knife and straight towards the Blood Arhat at an astonishing speed.

But the bloody Luohan was born with murderous intent and had extremely rich combat experience. A strange shock force suddenly appeared in the sword sword, shaking violently. When the Yan Luo Blade was about to slash onto his body, the Yan Luo Blade was broken open.

In an instant, the unparalleled killing power cut towards Yan Fusheng's neck with the wave of the ring knife.

The breath of death penetrates into the soul.

To break the will.

Even if you have a strong will, there are still signs of irresistible in the face of absolute strength.

When facing the cold sword, no matter how strong or combat skills are, no matter how strong or combat skills are, under the stimulation of death, the entire mind and will be running wildly at an unprecedented speed. The large number of combat skills practiced in the past, the various ancient books I have read, and even the various residual memories I have absorbed from the ghost fire when I absorbed the ghost fire, the understanding of the battle and the world gushed out like a tide. (To be continued)
Chapter completed!