Valkyrie

Chapter 910 Blood Buddha

Looking at the sudden appearance of the blood Buddha, Lin Huang frowned slightly.

I only felt a rush of evil spirit, covering the land with a radius of a hundred miles, and the terrible coercion descended from the sky, like a huge mountain pressing on the top of everyone's heads, making it difficult to breathe.

Shikong Jialou looked at the blood Buddha, his complexion changed drastically.

As a Buddhist disciple, he could naturally feel the power of the blood Buddha in front of him immediately.

Even though there are thousands of living beings in this torrential river of blood, they are all transformed by resentful spirits, although they already have life.However, due to innate limitations, their strength was far from being able to recover to the level they had before they were alive, and even the Martial Saints could not be found.

But... that Blood Buddha!
Shikong Jialou clasped his hands together, he felt the power of the Blood Buddha, and he also felt the breath of death.

The devil is the future Buddha.

Buddha is the devil of the past!
And once a Buddha becomes a demon, he will be stronger than ordinary demons.Obviously, the blood Buddha in front of him is a fallen Buddha who turned into a demon.

In the void, the face of the blood Buddha, which was hundreds of feet high, had a look of compassion, but when he opened his mouth slightly, his entire face was covered with a ferocious look.

"The sea of ​​bitterness has no limit, turn your head and keep going!"

The Blood Buddha opened his mouth slightly, and his voice was like an ancient magic clock.He folded his palms together, pulling out a blood-colored waterfall, which turned into huge rosary beads spinning between his arms.

Lin Huang kept frowning tightly, and he also felt it...

This blood Buddha at least has the realm of a holy king.

He has even crossed that chasm and stepped into the realm of the Holy Emperor.

It's hard to imagine what kind of earth-shattering power the Blood Buddha possessed during his lifetime.Only after death, with a trace of resentment, can one cultivate to such a terrifying state.

However, although the Blood Buddha was powerful, he might be able to wipe out Lin Huang's bones with a single raise of his hand, but he didn't have the slightest intention of retreating.

Maybe Lin Huang didn't know what retreat was at all.

The Zhan Lijue in his hand was full of murderous aura, Lin Huang raised his head, as if staring coldly at the blood Buddha.Then, Lin Huang flew up and killed the Blood Buddha.

"kill!"

In the void, a killing sound resounded in all directions, like thunder on the ground.

The Blood Buddha didn't move at all, just smiled at the corner of his mouth, and then a terrible blood curtain flew out of the void.

Boom.

Lin Huang collided with the blood curtain and flew upside down without the slightest resistance.

The Blood Buddha didn't seem to put Lin Huang in his eyes at all. Instead, he looked down at Shikongjialou on the pontoon bridge with a smile on his head, "It's the same line, not bad! The poor monk has been waiting for hundreds of thousands of years in this river of blood." , I have never waited for someone to cross me. Today I have waited, although the Buddha-nature is much worse than that of the poor monk...but it can already make the poor monk walk in the world and enter the world as a human being!"

After all, the Blood Buddha pointed out without the slightest hesitation.

The moment the Buddha pointed out, Shikong Jialou froze in place, unable to move at all.

Then, the Blood Buddha smiled compassionately, Baizhang's body shrank from the void, and at the same time flew towards Shikongjialou rapidly.

The next moment...

Shikong Jialou's stiff body returned to its original state.

A smile appeared on his face, but it was the strange smile of the Blood Buddha.

His eyes were crimson and filled with evil spirit.

What happened in just an instant before and after was as strong as Sakong Jialou, the unworldly Tianjiao of the Western Land Buddhist Kingdom, who had no resistance at all and was invaded by the blood Buddha's soul.

At this moment, Shikongjialou is no longer Shikongjialou.

But the blood Buddha.

"Amitabha……"

In the void, the sound of Shikong Jialou laughing while picking up flowers resounded.His voice was full of piety, but it contained a terrifying murderous intent, making one's hair stand on end.

Afterwards, Shi Kongjialou raised his head and looked at Lin Huang, who raised his knife and turned into a blood thread, with a compassionate smile on his face: "Today, the poor monk walked around the world again and came back again. You can kill him in order to respect me." Buddha is merciful!"

As the words fell, Shi Kongjialou moved his footsteps lightly, stepping up through the air.Wherever his steps passed, he left behind blossoming blood lotuses.His face is benevolent and bewitching, and his voice is peaceful and creepy.He calmly looked at the killing Lin Huang in the air, and slowly stretched out his arm like white jade and glass.

With a slight squeeze of five fingers, he grasped the killed Lin Huang at his fingertips.

Shi Kongjialou looked at the forest waste in his hands, and pursed his lips, as if he had seen a rare delicacy, which made him very nostalgic, "The soul is pure, it is really perfect!"

As he spoke, Shikong Jialou's figure suddenly magnified in the void, his mouth opened wide like a lake of blood.Afterwards, Shi Kongjialou lifted Lin Huang high and was about to throw it into his mouth.

hum.

At this moment, Lin Huang opened the road again.Behind him, a golden Buddha descended from the sky like a world-shaking King Kong, slashing towards Shikongjialou.

At the same time, a Shura body appeared in the void, wearing a terrible evil spirit, and killed Shikong Jialou.

Keng Keng.

There were two crisp sounds in the air, and before the body of Buddha Demon Dao got close to Shikongjialou, it was slapped away by his palm.

Afterwards, Shi Kongjialou's face showed a rare look of surprise, he looked at Lin Huang, and there was a trace of greed and excitement in his compassionate eyes, "The poor monk's wisdom is too shallow, and he misread it! It turns out that it was the power of Buddhism in your body that awakened the poor monk, not this little monk. Tsk tsk... Carrying the compassion of the true Buddha and the killing of Shura, it is a perfect fusion with the poor monk. Amitabha, the poor monk does not see the Tathagata, Tathagata see me!"

Speak, the Blood Buddha retreated from Shikong Jialou's body without hesitation, and headed towards Lin Huang.

Seeing the blood Buddha approaching suddenly, Lin Huang retreated quickly, frowning.

However, it was only a moment for Shikong Jialou to face the blood Buddha's soul-robbing.Lin Huang faced the blood Buddha's soul capture, naturally it was a split second.

Behind the floating bridge, Song Changling, who was safe for the time being, frowned.

Bai Xiaopang had already risen from the pontoon bridge, and went to kill Lin Huang, who had been captured by the blood Buddha.

boom.

However, before Bai Xiaopang got close to Lin Huang, he was hit by a powerful force and fell heavily on the pontoon bridge.

Bai Xiaopang frowned, and saw the figure of the Blood Buddha reappeared above the void.

"Amitabha... There are three terrifying guardian powers in the soul of the little benefactor. It is the poor monk who has crossed the line. The poor monk's wisdom is shallow. I don't know how to transform the three powers, so I can only wrong the benefactor. The poor monk has no choice but to let the benefactor fly away, and then go to find the benefactor's body!"

In the void, the blood Buddha chattered endlessly with compassion on his face, and he spoke the scariest words in the calmest voice.

After all, the Blood Buddha did not hesitate at all, and put his hands together.

In just an instant, a huge blood-colored * Buddhist script appeared in the void.In the Buddhist scriptures, there is no trace of Buddha nature, only the monstrous murderous aura of the fallen true Buddha.

The Buddhist scriptures descended from the sky, covering a radius of hundreds of miles.

On the pontoon bridge, Lin Huang, who has comprehended the ruthless way of heaven and is no longer afraid of anything in the world, finally has a trace of fear on his face.He knew that when the Buddhist text fell down, it was the time when his soul flew away!
Facing a holy king or an unworldly strong man in the realm of a holy emperor, he has no chance of winning.

But even so, Lin Huang did not give up resistance.He cut Lijue with his right hand, and slowly pulled out the Shanna knife with his left hand, looking at the Buddhist scriptures falling from the sky, full of murderous aura!
"Ugh……"

however!
At the moment when the Buddhist text fell, a slight sound suddenly sounded from Lin Huang's scabbard, like... the sigh of God!
(End of this chapter)