The years when I opened a coffin shop in the world of Ninth Uncle

Chapter 212 The Power of Chaos
"but what?"

Zizai Heavenly Demon already felt that the Divine Deed was working, and that tyrannical energy began to wreak havoc in his body.

But he still wanted to figure out why Xu Ping dared to do this.

Even if Xu Ping knew how to untie the shackles of Xiyang, both parties were in Xiyang at this time, even if he knew the spell, it would not be effective at all

Xu Ping smiled slightly, but did not answer his words.

And then, a pleasant voice suddenly came from outside.

"Brother Xu, how are you doing, do you need me to chant a spell now?"

"Wait a minute."

Zizai Tianmo was stunned for a moment, and his cloudy eyes immediately widened.

"That girl..."

He suddenly woke up, the voice that came to his ears was the girl from just now.

Xu Ping smiled faintly, looked at the Zizai Tianmo with a strange blue face, and said softly, "Your biggest mistake was not prioritizing Qingling before..."

"But even if you choose this way, under my protection, it is absolutely impossible for you to succeed."

"what--"

Severe pain spread all over his body, and the power of the divine deed raged in his body, as if he wanted to swallow everything. The Zizai Heavenly Demon had already felt that he could no longer hold on.

The power of the divine deed is simply irresistible, like poisonous water that corrodes everything, slowly flowing in the body, and the place it flows through is directly turned into nothingness, leaving nothing behind.

This is the divine deed.

Xu Ping clearly knew how terrifying the power of the divine deed was.

Zizai Tianmo looked at Xu Ping unwillingly, although he had already decided to end the boring and painful endless years, but...

He couldn't tolerate it without La Xuping.

Looking at those eyes full of anger, Xu Ping said softly, "It seems... the time has come."

"boom!"

The voice just fell.

The Zizai Heavenly Demon in front of him burst out with dazzling blue light all over his body, and his limbs disintegrated in an instant, turning into little black smoke, filling the air.

And these black smoke, in an instant, glowed with blue light and gradually melted away.

I'm afraid Zizai Heavenly Demon never dreamed that he would end his life in this way.

At this time, mist filled the eyes, and when it was transpiring, the Yin-Yang Diagram passed the appraisal, and what appeared in front of him was a picture of a god descending to earth.

Kill the gods and demons: Zizai Tianmo.

Reward: Power of Chaos.

All of a sudden, Xu Ping could only feel the true energy in his body, expanding and compressing infinitely, and slowly turning into chaotic energy, every movement of his hands and feet seemed to carry tremendous power.

"Is this the power of chaos..."

Xu Ping felt the transformation of the true qi in his body. The benefits brought by the power of chaos were not simply Taoism, but the condensing of the true qi and turning it into a higher-level energy.

Just like before, with my true energy, I was able to lift a hill to smash people, but now I can lift a mountain to embroider flowers.

The control of power has reached the realm of returning to nature.

"Is this the original power of Zizai Tianmo? If it wasn't for Xi Rang's imprisonment, if he used this kind of power, he might not even have a chance to escape."

In Xu Ping's heart, he was both afraid and in awe of Xi Rang.

The Zizai Heavenly Demon no longer existed, and Xu Ping was the only one in Xiyang. He settled down and asked Song Qingling to save himself after he had fully adapted to the power of chaos.

……

Going back to the No.18 hell, the quagmire in the center of the open space no longer exists, and it has become a mess of rocks.

Xu Ping spread out his palm and looked at a heart-shaped stone in his palm. This stone was inconspicuous, gray-brown in color, and he couldn't feel any power on it.

Song Qingling couldn't help stretching out her hand, tapped it lightly, and said, "Is this Xi Rang? It doesn't seem to be magical."

Xu Ping said: "You dip it in some water and try."

Song Qingling looked left and right, but couldn't find any water. She got a little saliva on her index finger and wiped it on the soil.

After the little saliva was completely swallowed by Xi Yang, Xi Yang instantly flowed out the mud-like liquid just now.

The liquid flowed out and dripped on the ground, and after a while, it turned into a hard boulder.

Song Qingling covered her mouth in surprise: "My God, is it so amazing!"

Seeing this scene, Xu Ping was also quite happy in his heart, this trip was finally not in vain.

As long as the soil is in hand, more land can be created with it, and the situation of the underworld full of ghosts can be alleviated.

And it's eternal relief.

"Qing Ling, it seems that you can live forever." Xu Ping said with a smile.

While speaking, he turned his head and looked over, but was surprised to find that Song Qingling seemed to be lost in thought, standing in place with his facial features stiff.

"what?"

Xu Ping reached out to pat her, and the power of chaos turned into spring rain, entered Song Qingling's heart, and immediately awakened her.

Song Qingling, who seemed to be waking up from a big dream, was frightened: "Xu, brother Xu, it seems that someone was talking to me just now."

Hearing what she said, Xu Ping frowned, very curious: "Tell me carefully, what happened just now?"

"I can't say it, it's just a very strange feeling." Song Qingling replied, frowning, and shouted suddenly: "It's coming again, that feeling, it's coming again."

Only this time, she did not fall into an unconscious state, and an inexplicable feeling flashed away in her mind.

"I've already felt it." Xu Ping said quietly, looking up and down again at the illusion of the No. 18 hell, streaks of purple light began to shine around the walls.

It is these purple lights, if the formation is ordinary, affecting the No. 18 hell, and this kind of influence, in Xu Ping's view, is very similar to Lu Zhidao's mana.

Atonement!

"Xu Ping!"

"Killing people, killing monsters, killing ghosts, killing dragons, and killing gods is a serious crime, covered in blood and stains, and is ordered by cause and effect to atone for thousands of years in the eighteenth hell."

"..."

These words suddenly sounded in Xu Ping's mind, and the owner of the voice was none other than himself.

"Shit!"

Xu Ping felt that he hadn't done anything evil, so he cursed angrily and looked around carefully at the same time.

Only then did he discover that the No. 18 layer of hell was originally a formation, and the core of the formation was redemption.

It was just because of the existence of Zizai Tianmo and Xiyang before that directly blocked this formation, but now that Zizai Tianmo was dead and Xiyang was taken away by himself, the formation was reactivated.

At this time, the door in front of him no longer existed, but Xu Ping was Fa Jue, and his legs could no longer move.

"Ah this..."

What do you mean, do you really want to imprison yourself here forever!

After Xu Ping discovered this, his expression changed slightly.

Song Qingling beside him was able to move freely, looked at Xu Ping worriedly, and said, "Brother Xu, what's wrong with you, don't scare me."

Xu Ping shook his head and comforted him, "I'm fine, you don't have to worry."

He resisted the atonement from the No.18 hell, but was still imprisoned by him. At this moment, Xu Ping remembered what Lu Zhidao said.

The No. 18 layer of hell will keep itself here forever, it seems that it has clearly foreseen this.

"Atonement..."

"cause and effect……"

It's no wonder that even if Lu Zhidao becomes like this, he still has to stay in the [-]th floor of hell. This power is very similar to him. Perhaps it is in such a place that he can comprehend more subtle mana.

Xu Ping thought about the solution.

What I did can't be regarded as evil, but I was still treated like this, so the karma of the eighteenth hell may be different from the karma understood by ordinary people.

In the No.18 hell, the so-called redemption means that no matter what a person does is good or bad, as long as he comes to this place, as long as he has deprived others of his life, such a situation will happen.

It's like holding a butcher's knife in the human world. This is the cause. In the eighteen hells, if you want to atone for your cause, it is the effect.

Although it is not fair, it sounds like it is the explanation of cause and effect in Buddhism.

Because of the death of a loved one, you were so angry that you accidentally killed a dog.

The cause is the death of a loved one, and the result is killing a dog.

But as far as the dog is concerned, it did nothing wrong, but because of the death of your relatives, it tasted the consequences of death.

This cause and effect is unfair to it.

This is the cause and effect that No.18 Hell continues to use.

Xu Ping disagreed, and felt a little ridiculous.

It's just outrageous that I can't get good results for my good deeds.

It seemed that Xu Ping also felt the dissatisfaction in his heart. The power of the atonement formation in the No. 18 hell was getting stronger and stronger, and the purple light on the surrounding walls became brighter and brighter.

The purple light shone on his body, and Xu Ping suddenly realized that just now he could only move his feet, but now he couldn't move half of his body.

From Xu Ping's dignified expression, Song Qingling also realized that the situation was not right. She looked anxious, "Brother Xu, what should I do? What can I do?"

"You go out first!"

Song Qingling's face was suffocated, and she shook her head: "At this time, how can I abandon Brother Xu and escape alone."

Xu Ping murmured and said, "It's not that you abandoned me to survive alone, but that I'm a bit hard to use when you're here."

Hearing what he said, Song Qingling seemed to understand something, nodded, and fled towards the outside.

Because Xi Rang had been taken away by Xu Ping, and the gate just now no longer existed, Song Qingling came directly to the side of the dark cloud.

After Song Qingling left here, Xu Ping looked around at Zimang, and said softly, "I don't agree with your so-called karma and atonement, so there is no need for this No. 18 hell."

Say it!
Xu Ping was surrounded by energy, the power of chaos began to riot, and gusts of wind appeared out of nowhere.

Although the purple light on the four walls could restrain Xu Ping's actions, they couldn't resist the chaotic power that was raging in Xu Ping's body.

Relying on the power of chaos in his body, Xu Ping once again cast the Jiuxiao Shenlei technique, and in an instant, the entire space flowed with gorgeous purple awns.

These purple awns flowed like giant pythons. As soon as Xu Ping's incantation sounded, the giant pythons had turned into purple divine thunders, filling the entire No. 18 hell.

Lei was originally extremely violent, let alone filled with so many thunders in such a space.

The sound of "cracking" continued, and the sound of thunder and explosions was everywhere.

These Nine Heavens Thunder and the purple light on the wall seemed to have merged into one, and they could not be distinguished at all.

And Xu Ping, who was alone in the whole space, seemed to be bathed in a sea of ​​thunder and lightning, without any fear, he raised his hand and pointed like a god of thunder to order.

"burst!"

As his voice fell, the rioting Nine Heavens Thunder around him seemed to have reached a critical value and exploded instantly.

The huge roar kept ringing in his ears, Xu Ping closed his eyes slightly, and mobilized more power of chaos to enhance the effect of the Nine Heavens Thunder.

As the entire space shone with purple lightning at the same time, the four walls collapsed and fell apart in an instant.

The purple light that constitutes your atonement formation also disappeared instantly.

Immediately, Xu Ping realized that he was able to move freely. He quickly swept out of the No. 18 layer of hell, took Song Qingling up to the dark clouds, and left here in an instant.

And the moment he went out, the No. 18 hell floor collapsed, and the whole hell trembled, causing tens of thousands of ghosts to wail incessantly.

……

"He, he actually did it, and he was able to escape."

Lu Zhidao, who was staying on the first floor of Tongue Pulling Hell, showed horror, and his star-like eyes showed a look of astonishment.

I thought that no matter what, it was impossible for Xu Ping to escape from the No. 18 hell. Either he was killed by the Zizai Heavenly Demon, or he was left there by the Atonement Formation, and he was condemned by his heart.

Unexpectedly, he did it.

With this in mind, Lu Zhidao hurried out and came to the abyss leading to the No.18 hell.

In an instant, a black streamer rushed straight up, judging from its posture, it showed no intention of stopping.

Lu Zhidao suddenly released a white light from both hands, and shouted loudly: "Stop."

The speed of the dark cloud rushing upwards instantly weakened. Xu Ping, who was staying on the dark cloud, had already got what he wanted, and he didn't want to deal with him anymore.

Take out the ghost-slaying sword directly from the bottomless pit.

God Killing Art!

Hidden in the bottomless pit, the statue of Guan Erye wafted out the power of pure incense for Xu Ping to drive.

A bright sword light floated out from the Ghost Slaying Sword with a frightening aura. Lu Zhidao frowned, and the white light in his hand suddenly became a little more grand.

But even so, when the sword light came, he was still uncontrollable and was repelled by the sword light.

Although he only took three steps back, he had already given up his position.

And Xu Ping didn't stop there, just smiled at him, and then rode on the dark clouds and continued to go upwards.

When Lu Zhidao wanted to chase after him again, it was already too late, so he could only watch Xu Ping leave.

"Xu Ping..."

He murmured softly.

The sword light just now was mixed with the power of incense, but Lu Zhidao clearly felt an extremely pure power from it.

"The power of chaos!"

"Why does he master the power of chaos!"

"Could it be that the one just now was actually..."

Lu Zhidao used his imagination here, his eyes lit up suddenly, and his face was full of horror, "Ziza Tianmo, could it be that Zizai Tianmo has escaped."

(End of this chapter)