Chapter 1162: Road to sanctification
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The Rise of The Mythical Dragon
- Yanmen
- 1286 characters
- 2021-01-31 05:25:44
It was not someone else who shot, it was Huanglong who had been behind the army.
Although I don't understand why Huang Long made a sudden move, what is certain is that this move is not all a killer move.
Monkey King stopped in mid-air, watching Huang Long's methods quietly, and the saint shot, fearing that Huang Long had already waited for the time he wanted.
The Nether God Lord who had retreated originally escaped Monkey King's ultimate move, but at this time, he suddenly found a murderous intent to lock him, and his heart was shocked.
With an ugly expression on his face, he stared at the flying sword that was shooting at him sharply. The Nether God Monarch had just raised his arm. He wanted to resist for a moment with the sharp blade in his hand, but instantly found that he was thinking too good.
"when!"
Nether God Lord only felt that his wrist was numb, and the flying sword that had just shot sharply knocked the sharp blade in his hand into the air with just one move, and the next second was a sharp pain.
Another flying sword pierced his shoulder instantly.
He lifted the other arm with difficulty, but it was exactly the same as before, and he hadn't made it yet. The whole person took a step back again, and a blood hole appeared on the other side of the shoulder.
There were a few long swords around him, and in the blink of an eye, the Nether God Sovereign was trapped in place.
Looking at the long swords around him fiercely, the Nether God Lord was cold all over his body.
"Why don't you kill me!?"
Looking at the Huanglong who appeared in front of the formation, Nether God Jun asked in a cold voice.
He just glanced at the Nether God Lord, Huang Long didn't say anything, and then looked away, making it clear that he ignored the trapped Nether God Lord.
Huang Long's gaze fell on the sky, and the light in his eyes was fleeting, and he said faintly: "Dizang, come out."
The sound rolled away like a bell, as if the entire sky could hear it.
Everyone was stunned when they heard this, and then followed the direction Huang Long was looking at, only to see a faint golden light slowly emerging from the blood red on the side of that day.
Seeing this scene, the people suddenly came back to their senses, and the Jizo had really come.
The reason for Huanglong's refusal to make a move was also found. The other party was just waiting for the appearance of Jizo.
After all, there are not many people who are worthy of Huanglong's action by this Western religion in the netherworld, and only a few. Unfortunately, Ksitigarbha is one of them.
The Jizo who appeared in the sky looked at Huanglong calmly, his eyes were calm in public, and he didn't even look at the of Netherworld.
Seeing Ksitigarbha appear on the battlefield, the Nether God Lord suddenly brightened his expression. After struggling for a while, he found that Ksitigarbha didn't even look at himself, so he couldn't help being taken aback.
"Huanglong, should I congratulate you on your successful advancement as a saint? Or should I congratulate you on eradicating the power of my Western religion in the dark?"
At this time, all the halls of Yan Luo standing behind the Jizo were shocked, looking at the Jizo with horror.
Jizo had long known that they were here to die, but they never stopped or even told him about it.
"On the cruelty, this seat is far behind you." Huang Long said lightly.
With a flick of his finger, among the long swords surrounding the Nether God Sovereign, a long sword slammed forward, and the tip of the sword reached the Nether God Sovereign's throat.
The sudden scene caused the Nether God Lord's complexion to change suddenly, and his body couldn't help but leaned back.
"Venerable, Venerable! Save me!"
Nether God Sovereign is very strong, but he is not yet an opponent of the saint. Huang Long can kill himself here with a simple move.
Nether God Monarch never dreamed that he would one day be used by Huanglong to threaten the underground.
Should this be my own honor or misfortune?
Seeing Huang Long's movements, there was still no change on Ji Zang's face, and his expression calmly said, "It will be no good for you to kill him."
Huang Long smiled slightly and said, "I don't believe what you said."
After speaking, he saw that Huanglong's finger flicked lightly, and he saw that the long sword pierced the Nether God Lord's neck instantly.
His eyes were full of unbelievable expressions, Nether God Lord only felt that the power in his body was quickly dissipating, and a ray of innate energy broke free from his body.
"Roar!"
A loud roar sounded, and the body of the Nether God Monarch began to shrink rapidly, and in the blink of an eye it turned into a huge ghost, like a Dharma body.
This sword not only did not kill the Nether God Lord, but instead helped the Nether God Lord release the innate ghost in his body.
This is the existence that appeared at the same time as Nether, the innate ghost of Nether God Lord is its real body.
He raised his eyes and glanced at the incomparably tall ghost, Huang Long's expression was indifferent, and he didn't care about the ghost that appeared suddenly, obviously he knew the existence of the ghost a long time ago.
Seeing the ghost appearing, Ji Zang's brows frowned, and his fingers trembled slightly.
This subtle movement was not discovered by anyone. Ji Zang looked back at the incomparably tall innate ghost, with a complex expression in his eyes.
At this moment, Huang Long's voice came over.
"There are so many ghosts in the Ten Halls of Yama, you can't finish them, so you actually think of the innate ghost of Duhua?"
"Ksitigarbha, do you say that you should say you are bold, or do you just know how to do things?"
The sarcasm sounded, Ji Zang suddenly raised his head to look at the sneer Huanglong, and asked in a cold voice: "You already knew about this!?"
"Ha ha!"
Huang Long sneered, looking at the sarcasm on Ji Zang's face, and said with a cold voice: "From the time you took the oath in the Western Sect before you entered the Lord, I knew how difficult the journey was. It's a pity that you are eager for quick success. You don't know the geometry after the ghost crosses, you think of such a way."
"Crossing the innate ghosts that accompany the netherworld can be worth a lot of merit. If you succeed, you can quickly pass the limit in one fell swoop and become a saint."
"That's an innate ghost, an innate ghost that has no record of the Three Realms, the world's good and evil are integrated, as long as the transformation is a great virtue."
As he spoke, Huang Long's eyes flickered, and a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth.
"This is the way of a saint prepared by Heavenly Dao for the Netherworld. It's a pity that no one can make it through, even you can't do it."
Ji Zang's body trembled slightly, watching Huang Long silently with an incredible face, and nothing changed after a while.
Seeing Huang Long who was sneered on the opposite side, Ji Zang suddenly yelled, "Enough!"
When the sound fell, golden light gushing out from behind, and in the blink of an eye, a huge body of law appeared behind Di Zang.
The mighty power was instantly lifted, and even Huang Long's face flashed with astonishment.
This dharma body of the Tibetans is a bit interesting!
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