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Chapter 648: The Fall of the Celestial Lord, the Demonic Leader's Enlightenment (Part )
The golden sun and the bloody sun were reflected in the sky together, and a round of blood light was cast down.

Everything that is closely related to the realm of Ksitigarbha Buddha and symbolizes the Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss begins to change.

Tiny insects and snakes emerged from the golden sand.

The Bull Demon King, who was already skin and bones, became paler and paler.

The bloody sun in the sky grew uncontrollably.

If we say that just a moment ago, two suns were shining together.

Then, at this time, the bloody sun almost occupied half of the sky, and it seemed that in the next moment, the bloody sun would fall on the golden temple symbolizing the Buddha Ksitigarbha.

At this moment, the size of the Lion Demon King Sutasot was also growing continuously, and his body was as tall as the majestic golden temple.

The huge head lowered down and bit the six-foot-tall golden body of Ksitigarbha Buddha.

The lion demon king Sutra chewed it with big mouthfuls.

A large piece of angular muscle has been lost on the thigh of the golden statue of Ksitigarbha Buddha.

Blood flowed out like golden sand, but Ksitigarbha Buddha continued to chant scriptures. Buddha's light shone all over his body, his eyes were slightly lowered, and he seemed to care nothing about the outside world, including the bloody sun in the sky.

After Sutasasana, the lion demon king, took a mouthful of flesh and blood, and the green hair on his body began to fade, and golden hair began to grow little by little.

His pupils contracted violently, and ripples seemed to appear in those blood-red pupils.

"Stop eating. Stop eating now."

The Bull Demon King roared to the sky. As a celestial demon king, he was one of the few present who could see through the plan of Ksitigarbha Buddha.

Theoretically, after Sutrasasana possessed the Blood Bodhi, the lion demon king could have returned to heaven.

only……

The more Ksitigarbha's flesh and blood the Lion Demon King eats at this moment, the faster his Taoism will grow. It is not impossible for him to even break through to the Heaven-Swallowing Level among the Celestial Immortals in one fell swoop.

But at the same time, the more the Lion Demon King eats, the deeper he falls into the control of Ksitigarbha Buddha.

Moreover, Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva's fruit of forbearance becomes more and more solid.

At that time, all the plans of the Blood River Ancestor would be in vain.

The Lion Demon King is preaching.

Isn’t it the same for Ksitigarbha Buddha?
The only difference is that one has attained the level of a celestial immortal, while the other is charging towards becoming a quasi-saint.

Of course, there is another possibility, which is that the Lion Demon King eats the entire Ksitigarbha Buddha, everything including the Kanren Dao Fruit, and then directly becomes a Quasi-Saint.

This situation does exist, after all, there are three thousand great ways.

But the probability is also one in three thousand, which is extremely small.

To Ksitigarbha Buddha, the Lion Demon King is the object of his taming, his mount, and an external demon!
For the Lion Demon King, Ksitigarbha Buddha is a mountain he wants to conquer.

These two powerful beings who have existed since the ancient times are now each other's demonic calamity.

Of course, the Bull Demon King believed that the probability of Sutasha becoming a quasi-saint was extremely low.

If it were him, he would definitely find a way to give up devouring Ksitigarbha Buddha at this moment and only keep his own immortal fruit.

But human greed is insatiable, and until that moment comes, how can those who are trapped in it ever be sober?

Roar!
The Lion Demon King Sutasuo had already finished eating one of Ksitigarbha's thighs, and the leg bones were crystal clear, like colored glaze.

The Lion Demon King licked the blood on the bones with the thorns on his tongue as if he was chewing a popsicle.

Greedy and ferocious.

He lay on the cloud where Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva was meditating, and the scarlet in his pupils kept fading.

The face of Ksitigarbha Buddha remained compassionate, like a parent caring for his children. He reached out and gently stroked the hair of the Lion King.

"It's terrible, it's terrible, this is terrible."

The Bull Demon King kept muttering to himself, trying hard to support his body with the iron stick.

Under the blood light, tens of thousands of miles of golden sand kept jumping, and the scarlet light was like a layer of gauze hanging down to the earth.

The jungles covered with emerald green, the rivers paved with pearls and agates, and the mountains covered with golden sands all seemed to be restless at this moment.

The rustling sound continued.

roar roar.

A beast roar filled with brutality came from the depths of the jungle, and a huge beast appeared, like a mountain when it stood up.

Tiger head, single horn, dog ears, dragon body, lion tail, unicorn feet... Majestic and solemn, full of divinity...

"This is the Diting Beast."

The Bull Demon King sighed.

Di Ting is not a creature that lives in the ancient world in the traditional sense. It is also known as "Nine-Unlike Monsters" and like the "Four-Unlike Monsters" under Yuanshi Tianwang, they are all creatures directly created by immortals and Buddhas with great magic power.

However, unlike Yuanshi Tianwang, the Four-Unlike-Beasts have now multiplied into a race and are classified as monsters.

There was only one Di Ting from beginning to end and it was only under the command of Ksitigarbha Buddha.

But what really shocked the Bull Demon King was that the Di Ting Beast appeared from the jungle piled with pearls, jade, gold and silver, with blood-red eyes, and still looked under control.

The violent and ferocious roars of beasts kept echoing.

Di Ting opened his mouth and blew out a biting cold wind like a blade, rolling towards Ksitigarbha Buddha.

Suddenly, Sanskrit sounds were heard all around, and Buddha's light shone everywhere.

The Thousand-Armed Saint Guanyin bathed in the Buddha's light and felt comfortable all over his body. His spiritual power was like a dried-up stream being injected into a clear spring, which kept growing.

The Thousand-Armed Guanyin naturally understood the principle of doing things for others if you took money.

From the nine circles of Buddha's light behind its head, golden hands flew out and slapped towards the roaring Di Ting beast.

The strong wind was like a blade, and the biting wind blade kept washing those golden Buddha arms.

The wind blade passed through the Bull Demon King's head.

Lao Niu quickly moved to avoid being affected. One of the wind blades hit the ground, revealing a bottomless hole. The surrounding golden sand kept filling into the hole, and the earthworm-like bloodworm was cut into two pieces.

"I'm afraid this isn't the power of a celestial being."

The Bull Demon King was horrified.

The Di Ting beast only roared, but it could produce such a powerful spell.

However, what made him even more unsure, or even more frightened, was that even such a powerful Di Ting Beast was apparently controlled by Xue Ri.

This shows the supernatural power of the Blood River Ancestor.

You should know that this place is the domain of Ksitigarbha Buddha, the Golden Sand Buddhist Kingdom!

But the magic of the Blood River Ancestor can actually affect this place.

Even if he used his own Blood God Son as a middleman, he could still see that the Blood River Ancestor's magical powers were still superior to those of Ksitigarbha Buddha.

"Wait, that's not right, myself? I am the middleman in their fight?"

The Bull Demon King frowned, thinking that something was wrong.

And it was at this moment.

"Father, save me!"

During the indiscriminate attack of the Thousand-Armed Guanyin, Red Boy, who was disguised as a boy holding a sword, was slapped away by a hand print that looked like a golden meteor.

Red Boy opened his mouth and spit out a wall of fire, but it failed to block the Buddha's hand print at all, and was slapped away by the Buddha's hand.

It turned out that when the conflict broke out in the Crystal Palace of the Dragon Demon King that day, Red Boy escaped with the help of a palm-leaf fan.

But unfortunately, he escaped into the River Styx.

Then the Eight Immortals arrived, and the Bull Demon King came to assist the Lion Demon King in his fierce fight.

Red Boy still had a chance to escape at that time.

Just a little.

Even though Bull Demon King abandoned his wife and children, Red Boy still couldn't let go of his father.

Red Boy then used the wisp of demonic energy that Lin Dong had originally given him to hide himself.

The child thought that if Bull Demon King was unable to do something, he could lend a helping hand at the critical moment.

only……

Everything that happened afterwards was obviously beyond Red Boy's understanding.

A fleshy palm stretched out from the bottom of the Styx, covering thousands of kilometers.

As the two golden and red suns rose, the ghosts salvaged from the bottom of the sea burned themselves to death without fire.

At the same time, the mountain of death that was condensed by the magical power of the demon king Sutrasasana was also constantly disappearing in the Buddha's light.

For example, the two cubs of the Yellow Springs Ghost Mother melted away if they were not careful.

Only the Shura Queen Po Ya was still holding on, and was staring at Zhongli Quan and Cao Guojiu with a covetous look.

The filthy blood light from the sky coated Poya's strength, and it was not affected by the Buddhist domain.

The reason why Poya didn't make another move was, on the one hand, that she was following the command of the Blood River Ancestor who was a million miles away, and on the other hand, she didn't find the right time to make a move.

The Thousand-Armed Holy Guanyin used her golden Buddha's hand to whip the Di Ting Beast on one hand and to kill Poya with the other hand.

Of course, some of the aftermath of the attack affected others.

For example, Red Boy, who has been restraining his breath.

The familiar voice made Bull Demon King raise his brows.

"Red Boy?"

The Bull Demon King's pupils contracted violently.

At this moment, his essence, blood, and magic power were originally integrated into the blood sun in the sky.

Blood Sun is controlled by the Blood River Ancestor.

Seeing Red Boy in danger, Bull Demon King subconsciously began to draw power from the bloody sun.

The Bull Demon King began to use the Blood God Son to nourish his own cultivation.

Such behavior is naturally equivalent to going against the Blood River Ancestor. How could the Blood River Ancestor let him go easily?

There were bursts of stabbing pains in the soul.

"If you don't release your magic power, I will immediately explode my blood spirit and no one will be able to escape unscathed!"

The Bull Demon King opened his eyes wide and stared at the blood-red sun in the sky, gritting his teeth.

The skin, which was already tightly wrapped around the bones, began to crack, and the golden sand under the Bull Demon King's feet sank deeply.

His eyes were particularly firm.

At this moment, apart from asking for the magic power back from his old boss, Bull Demon King really couldn't think of any other way.

This is also the realm of Ksitigarbha Buddha.

It is difficult for the Bull Demon King to protect himself.

Niutou has a fear of death in his heart.

If he was not afraid of death, he would not have hid in the area near the Flaming Mountain for thousands of years.

If he was not afraid of death, he would have gathered a group of brothers to help him when Sun Wukong was pressed under the Five Elements Mountain a thousand years ago.

It can be seen that Lao Niu is afraid of death, and it is precisely because of his fear of death that he becomes a pawn in the hands of one big boss after another.

After being thrown into the blood river, he endured the pain of his soul being torn apart and allowed himself to be parasitized by the Blood God.

In order to resist the Blood River Ancestor, he turned around and embraced the Yellow Spring Ghost Mother, and even wrote a decisive letter of divorce.

Even on the night when Princess Iron Fan stained the Yangtze River with blood, the sky was full of stars, but the Bull Demon King stood on the shore but never took a step forward.

Finally, she watched Princess Iron Fan die in her child's arms.

Of course, the pain is not necessarily easier than the Blood God's devouring of his tendons.

Red Boy said that he knelt in the snow for a whole night, but the Bull Demon King did not take back his order.

But how would Red Boy know?

In order to get the Wind Tribe's close friend, Vimala, to agree to protect his wife and daughter, the Bull Demon King actually paid a lot?
But in the end, I endured everything for the greater good.

Taoist Yi Ye once told an old cow's fortune.

"The Bull Demon King! He is also known as Dali, the strongest man in the West, and the Great Sage who can level the sky. But he can't level the sky after all."

"Yes, old Taoist priest, now I can't even protect anything, not only can't I pacify the world."

In an instant, thousands of thoughts flashed through my mind.

Knowing how ruthless the Blood River Ancestor was, the Bull Demon King felt desperate.

The shriveled skin expanded inch by inch and cracks appeared on the bones.

Just when the Bull Demon King was about to detonate his soul, the magic power like rivers, lakes and seas suddenly flowed back.

The originally exhausted cells were filled up little by little.

The tendons and soul are nourished, and the muscles begin to swell slowly.

What surprised the Bull Demon King the most was...

The blood-red sun in the sky kept twisting and changing, and a strange demon shadow inside it kept shaking with its fangs and claws bared.

"Bull Demon King, please don't let me down! Bring King Sibi back no matter what."

A clear voice came to my ears.

King Sibi is the fruit of the Lion Demon King's enlightenment.

It is both Buddha and devil; Buddha and devil are just one thought.

The bloody sun gradually faded, and two balls of red light flew out from it, hitting the Bull Demon King from the left and right.

The Bull Demon King's left hand turned into a sharp bloody claw, and his right hand... he subconsciously clenched it into a fist, and a sword wrapped in blood-red light suddenly appeared in his palm.

Abi!

The Bull Demon King gently stroked the sword. He didn't expect that the Blood River Ancestor would be willing to give him a treasure of this level.

This is the thing that enables him to attain enlightenment.

The Blood River Ancestor's original name was the Styx Ancestor, the Styx Leader.

That was a thing of ancient times.

At his peak, he was hailed as the number one person under the saint.

Possessing four demon kings, two great treasures, and a red lotus fire.

He has countless Asuras under his command.

He founded a clan of cultivators, and was known for their everlasting sea of ​​blood and immortal river of Hades.

You know, the sea of ​​blood is the incarnation of Pangu’s navel, the end of the filth of heaven and earth.

At first, Mara, Shiva, Fate and Rahu all had dealings with him, were under his command and served under him.

But time is merciless. No matter how powerful a quasi-saint is, if he fails to become a saint, he will eventually escape the calculations of the saints.

By now, the sea of ​​blood had evaporated three thousand feet out of thin air.

Only rivers of blood remained.

Therefore, his honorific title was changed to Blood River Ancestor.

Although the Blood River Ancestor still has the strength of a quasi-saint, the gap between a quasi-saint is sometimes even more exaggerated than that between a quasi-saint and an earthly immortal.

Quasi-saints can escape the long river of time to a certain extent, but are still bound by the shackles of time.

The ancestor of the Styx became the ancestor of the Blood River, and the original sea of ​​blood became a blood river.

This big guy is no longer the same as he used to be.

But even so, the treasure that enabled him to achieve enlightenment is still a treasure that can kill people without incurring any consequences.

With this sword in hand, Bull Demon King has every confidence in being able to fight against the Heaven-Swallowing Level Celestial Being at the peak of his powers.

What’s more… Lao Niu took another look at the bloody claws on his left hand that could defile everything.

The most polluting ball of blood from the depths of the Blood River was extracted by the Blood River Ancestor to make this treasure.

A thick blood energy was constantly flowing through the Bull Demon King's acupoints.

"Disobey the devil and die!"

When the Thousand-Armed Holy Guanyin saw that there were two extremely evil objects in the hands of the Bull Demon King, she couldn't help but get furious, but also a little scared.

The Buddha's light transformed into thousands of arms as big as mountains, and all slapped towards the Bull Demon King.

……

A boundless sea of ​​blood.

The skinny old man with white beard looked up at the sky full of dark clouds and lightning. Above the boundless sea of ​​blood, there was actually a vast pool of thunder.

The formation set up by the saints of the three religions was above the sea of ​​blood.

Huge white cranes are flying in the thunder pool.

In the center of the flawless white clouds, there is a golden shoulder pole, or a golden bridge.

Laojun's magic weapon suppressed the Blood River Patriarch so much that he could not move at all.

If not for this, with this old devil's personality, he would have stirred up trouble everywhere long ago, and there would be no peace in the world.

"Don't let me down, Bull Demon King."

The old man frowned and said, "The last time there was a Nine-headed Insect, the Blood River Ancestor bet his fortune on it, and he almost lost everything."

If I lose again this time.

It can be said that even his underwear was taken away by Lingshan.

(End of this chapter)