Misery: my feet step out of the flames of war

The fourth dragon head was released, the thousand-year protection disappeared, and the Nine Blind Swords on the stone path in the winding mountain almost went crazy.

However, none of the three masters of Chaoyi had any intention of fighting. Qingshuangtai retreated and Baichuan Linghua returned to Shihu Mountain.

Heaven.

After exploring the Buddhist world of Xihuang in one page, he told Luo Hou what he saw, and Luo Hou also told what happened in the Daowu King Valley.

"Before the evil god arrives, the situation of Buddhism and Taoism is already so bad."

Apart from the suppression of the dragon head, the strange phenomena in the Buddhist world in Xihuang are actually related to the Hell of Yama. However, the time has not come yet, and Luo Hou is naturally inconvenient to reveal it to a one-page book.

At present, the primary goal is to eliminate the help of the evil god. In addition, unstable factors must also be eliminated. He handed over the Qiu Se Sword to Yi Yishu.

"After Earth's resurrection, it continues to do evil, and it needs the help of Brahma's power to kill it completely."

“The duty of eradicating evil is fulfilled, and the responsibility of a page is unavoidable.”

"Leave the Netherworld to me, let's take action."

Cold night, cold moon, silent peaks, silent wind.

"The world is like chess, the universe is unpredictable, and the heroes are all laughing!"

A page of the book is covered with devil's tears, and Huo Jian Diming is frantically playing the dark night music, composing the last story for himself.

"A perfect story has a beginning and an end. The final chapter of Doomsday Seventeen is destruction and redemption."

"How can a person who can only destroy be redeemed?"

"You are the best of all, because you don't know the story of the God of the Underworld."

"Misery needs no God's story, drink!"

A huge Buddha palm was photographed, and the golden light illuminated the dark night.

"Blood Dark Palm!"

Di Ming was unwilling to be killed, and the power of blood and darkness gathered again, bursting out with a powerful palm.

The awe-inspiring Buddhist aura, the thick dark power, the two palms met at the extreme, and there was a shocking explosion. Evil was overwhelmed by good, and the earth and the underworld were blown away by a page of book.

However, he saw Di Ming standing up tenaciously and wiping the red from the corners of his mouth.

"Oh, a page of the book, so what if you kill the Dazzler? I will still appear in front of you again."

Bang, the Qiu Se sword came out.

"Then I will send you to hell again."

"The bones and blood of Elf Xue Zang? It seems that you are well prepared, but it is a pity that the Dazzler has already surpassed the past limitations, and your efforts are in vain."

"The blood of innocents, Brahma will recover for them today."

"You are the best of all, if you can really end the reincarnation of the Dazzler, it will prove that you have a chance to defeat the Yaqi Evil God. Let the Dazzler see your true strength."

"Your end is only endless purgatory."

"Very good, Fengdu Road, a journey of martyrdom, heroes buried with desolate bones; the sky is silent, the earth is speechless, how can the mortal world be the last among men, atheism in the end!"

Shenwei took action, with an immortal wind, and then the dark energy flew out, and the sky was filled with blood. Earth Ming actually mixed the power of the saint and the demon together, and stabbed out a sword that shook the sky.

Yi Yishu held Qiu Se in his hand, absorbing the wind and clouds, pouring all the Buddha's power into the sword, sensing the breath of the source of blood and darkness, and the blood and bones of Xue Zang in the Qiu Se sword were immediately activated, glowing with thousands of colors.

The blade of the sword is blazing, roaring like a roar, the cry of thousands of wronged souls.

The two swords collided with each other, the devil burst into tears, smoke and dust rose, and peaks were cut into valleys.

With a shocking explosion, Di Ming retreated violently again, his face became even paler, but he did not show weakness. He cried out and waved his hand, showing his overwhelming strength.

"Li Mingtaotian!"

"Yijian Liuzen!"

Holding the sword in his hand, the page book naturally uses new sword moves. With the blessing of Buddha Yuan, the sword light cuts away the bloody energy inch by inch. Although it is slow, it is effective.

Realizing that the power of blood and darkness was affected by the Qiu Se Sword, Di Ming smiled instead of being angry.

"Heh, it seems that these elves' trash are really dissatisfied with the Dazzler."

"Disregarding human life, you are truly guilty!"

"Night Demon Qi Ba Huang!"

Although he was defeated, even though he was forced, Di Ming fought happily, pushing his power to the limit, the divine cry in his hand emitted a dazzling light, and the blood and darkness power surged out from his body, resisting the sweep of the invisible Buddha energy around him.

"Do not care about life and death, stay in Zen with one sword!"

Seeing that the sword energy was effective, the page of the book came to life again, and a beam of golden light cut through the darkness, just like the first ray of light at the beginning of dawn, and like a bright light sword falling down.

The two swords clashed again, the heaven and earth were shattered, and the universe was turbulent.

The Devil's Tears collapsed, and Di Ming was swept into the rocks and fell into the deep valley.

At this moment, a red light flashed behind a page of the book, and a shadow broke away from the Dharma body and went straight to the bottom of the valley.

The red shadow caught up with Di Ming in a blink of an eye, spread out his arms, hugged Di Ming tightly, and sucked the power of blood and darkness around him.

"It's a very good supplement."

Di Ming couldn't help groaning at the pain of Anli's peeling off, but he clearly heard the whisper in the falling wind. He opened his eyes angrily and stared at the red shadow lying on his shoulder.

The enchanting face showed excitement, and the small lips of her lips greedily absorbed the dark power.

As the power of blood and darkness flows into the body, the phantom gradually condenses into reality, transforming into a woman with red hair and a red skirt. Di Ming couldn't help laughing wildly: "The Evil Heart Demon Buddha is indeed the Evil Heart Demon Buddha, hahahahaha!"

"Oh, you can't tell whether it's a Buddha or a demon."

"The Dazzler will be waiting for your end in the Underworld of Underworld."

"Thank you for your nourishment, but you will never live under the sun again."

"That's good, you finally freed the Dazzler."

The last trace of the power of blood and darkness was peeled off, and the woman in red let go of her arms, allowing the earth to fall into the abyss.

In the blink of an eye, there was a bang, the blood and flesh of the martyrs were shattered into powder, and their souls were thrown into the realm of death.

At the peak of Devil's Tears, the Dharma form trembled slightly, and the woman in red quietly returned to the body of the book, immersed in her Dantian and began to practice alone.

The page of the book seemed strange. He frowned and pondered for a moment, then picked up Shenqi on the ground and left.

The Bifangshan battlefield at this time.

In the third scene of Tianlong's Testimony, the Demon Lord of the Nether Realm is not facing the Lord of the Dark Realm, but Lone Star Tears.

"Shadow, you take victory and defeat too lightly."

"He is the true emperor's spear today."

The demon king said no more. After absorbing the Suzaku Yi, his body recovered a lot, but he could not fight for a long time.

As for what Jiuying told Tianji as a back-up move, although Demon Lord was surprised, he didn't feel any discomfort.

The Demon King struck down with his palm, with unparalleled power and huge demonic energy, immediately attacked Lone Star Tears.

Lone Star burst into tears as he saw the giant palm approaching, Xing Fei held it with his backhand, and the imperial edict appeared. Suddenly, it shone with extreme brilliance and brought pressure to the entire audience.

Immediately, he fired a thousand shots, the momentum was like a stream of light, leaving no chance of life.

"Very good, go to the Demon Fierce Palm!"

The Demon Lord's moves changed, and a ball of flame suddenly burst out from the vibrating demonic energy, as fast as a spark of fire, and it hit Lone Star Tears.

Caught off guard, Lone Star burst into tears and was struck by demonic flames, and his mouth vomited red.

Jiu Ying and Jian Langya were watching with determination, while on the other side, Xie Tianzi kept cheering for their brothers.

"Mute Star, hit him, you can do it!"

The battle resumed, each shot was faster than the other, and each palm was heavier than the other. Lone Star Tears bravely moved forward, while Mo Shi still had reservations.

After several more moves, he saw that Emperor Zhao was suddenly restrained, and before Lone Star Tears' eyes was the Demon Lord's three most shocking moves.

"Between sin and punishment·Hellfire!"

"Uh!"

Even though he tried his best, Lone Star Tears was still hit halfway by the palm and was knocked to the ground, adding another heavy wound.

"Baby, one last slap, it's over."

I saw the Demon Lord lightly raising his right hand, thunder and lightning descending from the air, and then detonating unprecedented dark demonic energy, turning into a peerless cold front.

"Ghost Howling Gun!"

At the critical moment, life and death were at stake, Lone Star stood up with tears and gritted his teeth, and held the imperial edict again. In an instant, the emperor's edict resonated, Lone Star shone, and burst out with brilliant golden light.

The Evil Emperor asked in surprise: "Where is the Mute Star?"

"The highest realm of the Jade Seal Forbidden Seal."

The Emperor's Gun and the Ghost's Howling Gun, two sets of marksmanship, were launched at the same time, colliding violently in the air.

There was a loud roar, the gun energy swept in all directions, and the force was powerful for hundreds of miles. The battlefield of Bi Fang Mountain was filled with dust, sand and gunpowder smoke.

Lone Star Tears knelt on the ground again, and Emperor Zhao flew far away.

Facing the Immortal Spearman, the Demon Lord was unknowingly influenced by the life trainee and used gun against gun. However, after one move, he was exhausted and stayed in place unable to breathe.

At this moment, Shadow held his head in his hands, and scenes of strange past appeared in front of his eyes.

With the death of Di Ming, the power of blood and darkness that suppressed the evil soul dissipated instantly, and the remaining souls of the Cambrian era became unstable, and a new consciousness quietly appeared.

"What's going on here?"

The disappointed Jiuying came over and said: "Both of them have lost the ability to fight again, so this game will be considered a draw."

"it is good."

Shadow didn't want outsiders to see his condition, so he agreed to Jiuying's proposal and quickly ended the battle.

Just after the three people from Youjie withdrew, suddenly the dragon roared, the sky shattered, and a huge misfortune descended on Bi Fang Mountain.

"In the Age of Ending Dharma, evil wings sweep over the world and the sea of ​​hell. The world is in mourning, and the fire of war ignites the prairie fire with demonic dragons and disasters."

"Is this a familiar feeling?"

"We finally meet, King Yuxie."

"What did you say!"

"Is it an accident? You should be proud, because you are the evil-controlling king Anzi, one of the eight tribes of heavenly evil, and I am your closest comrade-in-arms, the evil-fighting king Yuanbian Jialuo." (End of this chapter)