Extreme madness

There are too many incomprehensible answers in this world, too many are unclear, as long as you don't think about it, everything is just a cloud, but people on the prehistoric land need an answer, a clear answer .Even Yangmei and Hongjun are no exception, so they can only continue to wander and search in Chen Yuyang's reincarnation.

Standing on the reef of the North Sea, Chen Yuyang constantly felt that his mana was breaking through like the sea water of the North Sea, like a river entering the sea.After absorbing the cultivation bases of Hongjun and Yangmei, Chen Yuyang's cultivation base once soared to a terrifying level, but his mood was still not as turbulent and spacious as the sea.Instead, there is an indescribable sadness.

The folding fan in his hand kept shaking, Fengshen's handsome face showed a touch of sadness, and he said lightly: "Why are you bothering? Why are you suffering for yourself?"

Chen Yuyang can't understand, even Hongjun and Yangmei can't understand, if they don't think about this problem, they can get out of Vientiane reincarnation very safely, but they can't help but start to think about it.Good and evil, good and evil, this is originally a difficult question to distinguish.The two masters of Honghuang were entangled in this small formation and couldn't extricate themselves.

Above the surface of the North Sea, the sea breeze drifted slowly, setting off bursts of salty taste, making the corners of the mouth bitter.

The hem of the clothes blown by the wind quickly disappeared above the sea level, leaving only the elegant and graceful charm.On the top of Dongsheng Shenzhou, his fingers lightly brushed the huge rock, and Chen Yuyang's face showed a smile that was not a smile.Feeling the divine thoughts deeply engraved in it many years ago, even the lifeless rock began to tremble slightly.

"Wukong, Wukong! I know that you want to come out, but now is not the time, but don't worry, you will be able to turn out in a short time, and this prehistoric world will definitely be wonderful!"

Watching the sunset in Dongsheng Shenzhou drifting away, Namo Yanhong shone on the rocks, and there was a burst of dazzling brilliance, which seemed to make people afraid to approach, but felt so kind and unusual.Under the slight fanning wind, the rising waves of the waves were fixed into circles one by one, rolling over the sea surface.

"The Tao has no name, and the name has no name. The rhyme of the Tao is in the sky, in the earth, and in people..." Just like this, Chen Yuyang said every sentence, and Yan Yan listened to every sentence, very seriously.Unknowingly, the afterglow of the setting sun gradually fell, and Chen Yuyang sat casually on the huge rock, his heart was abnormally calm, with a smile on his cheek, his fingers gently slid over the rock under his hand, and muttered to himself: "There is no golden cudgel! , there is no Monkey King, only a monkey!!"

Closed the folding fan, stood up, and the white skirt was constantly fluttering in the sea breeze, with an indescribably dusty charm.

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Among the six circles of reincarnation, at this moment golden lights flashed and fell directly on the sea of ​​blood. Immediately, thousands of Buddhist soldiers from the west, led by Ran Deng and Jinnara, had entered the sea of ​​blood.The Buddha's light shines everywhere, and the fragrance of bodhi tea is everywhere, which captures people's hearts and souls.The golden Buddha's light shone in the sea of ​​blood, seeping through the filthy blood and jetting out of the palace of the sea of ​​blood.

Patriarch Minghe looked helplessly at the heavy Buddhist soldiers who had already appeared at the door of the house, and couldn't help sighing and said: "The one who should come is still coming, Bo Xun, you and the ancestor go out to see, who is coming?"

In fact, seeing these infiltrating Buddha lights, the ancestor Minghe already knew that this method is a common method in Western Buddhism, and it is not new.Also in the six realms of reincarnation, the witch clan left over from the prehistoric world was so illuminated by these dazzling Buddha lights that they couldn't even open their eyes.

Xiang Liu hurriedly came to Empress Houtu's palace in a few steps, and shouted: "Empress, Empress, something is wrong, they are here, they are really here~"

Naturally, they meant people from the Buddhist sect. For a long time, Xiangliu could not believe that the Buddhist sect would come to provoke the Six Realms of Reincarnation and the Wu Clan for no reason.After all, the Wu Clan is an ancient clan. Although they are now forced to avoid disasters in the Six Paths of Reincarnation, the Witch Clan's remaining prestige is still there.Besides, the Taoist priest of the six realms of reincarnation in Qingyang handed it over to Empress Houtu in person. Unless the Taoist ancestor, no one would dare to provoke him in this prehistoric age.

But he was obviously wrong. The ambition and courage of Western Buddhism seem to be far greater than he imagined.

Empress Houtu was closing the palace gates tightly at the moment, her plain clothes, and with a wave of her sleeves, she fanned out all the golden light from the Buddhist gate, and said in a calm voice, "What are you panicking about? Follow me out to have a look!"

Soon the gate of Empress Houtu's palace was opened, Houtu was still beautiful and flawless, dressed in plain clothes like snow, floating out like a fairy who had entered the mortal world, her every move, head and foot would reveal a breathtaking beauty. The affection of the soul, the smile on the face is a little cold, not like a person, but like a statue.

"Xiangliu, take the sons of my Wu clan out together, I want to see what Zhunti and the guide are going to do? What methods can they come up with!"

With a saint sitting in charge, the Wu Clan will naturally feel more at ease, but the feeling of tension still exists.After all, it's a one-to-two situation now, and if it doesn't work out, the Six Paths of Samsara will fall.On this prehistoric land, the saint will always have supreme authority and power.

Some people once questioned whether a saint is immortal or not. Even Lao Tzu, who has a high level of cultivation, could not give a clear answer.However, someone once asked what kind of means would be needed to kill a saint.The answer given by Chen Yuyang is very simple and clear: two saints are enough.

This also reflects from the side, in Chen Yuyang's eyes, the saint is not a myth of immortality.On the contrary, they will also die, but their death is slower and more unpredictable than normal people.However, after Chen Yuyang's answer, many people began to redefine what a saint is.Up to now, even Hongjun Daozu can't fully define the existence of this heavenly saint, even if he is their teacher.

Above the dark sea of ​​blood, it seems to be covered by dark clouds, but under the golden light of Buddhism, the night of the sea of ​​blood is like day, and in the sewage of the sea of ​​blood, golden light can be seen everywhere. Find the light.Ran Deng smiled, looked at Kinnaruo with his fingers and said: "Senior brother, now my Buddhism is about to flourish, and in this prehistoric land, you really have to respect me and other Buddhists!"

Jinnara wanted to get started before burning the lamp, so his idea was far from being comparable to that of the quasi-sage who was burning the lamp. He looked at the surface of the sea of ​​blood and the waves in the sea lightly and said: "Junior Brother Randeng, don't take it lightly. .Although it is said that supernatural powers are no match for days, it is better to be careful about some things."

Ran Deng said disapprovingly: "Senior brother has filtered it. If the old ghost of Styx dares to come out of this sea of ​​blood, the poor monk will definitely let his blood splash on this sea of ​​blood. At that time, all the Asura clan will be wiped out. We generally live in this prehistoric land, and it's a shame to us!"

When Ran Deng said these words without any hindrance, a sharp cold snort came from behind him: "Randeng, you are so majestic, you actually look down on the Asura clan, you must know that the ancestor of Minghe is the one who opened the world. The great supernatural powers that existed since then, none of the four Asura demon kings under him are fuel-efficient lamps, plus the 3000 million blood god sons of the Blood Sea Styx, even if the leader visits the Blood Sea in person, he may not be able to do anything to him, how dare you So shameless!!!”

Ran Deng was surprised, and turned around to look at this unremarkable character in his Buddhist camp. After contemplating for a long time, he came back to his senses and sneered: "Who is the poor monk? It turned out to be a traitor from the Asura clan!! You You are also qualified to talk to the poor monk, you must know that the poor monk is also the deputy leader of Mahayana Buddhism, and your identity does not have the right to speak here~~"

Just as the burning lamp finished speaking, there was a wave of waves on the sea of ​​blood. Bloody skeletons boiled on top of the sea of ​​blood, gurgling bloody bubbles kept churning, and the sound of howling ghosts and wolves was like a raging storm.Kinnaruo reacted instantly and said loudly, "Everyone be careful, it's Styx."

Ran Deng also began to get nervous, and hurriedly said: "Bodhi Great Formation, get up~~"

The Bodhi formation is the first formation of Buddhism, but in the hands of Randeng and Jinnara, it is indeed not as daunting as in the hands of Zhunti and Jieying.But having said that, the burning lamp is also a great supernatural power that existed in this prehistoric world, and he didn't have much fear of the ancestor Minghe.

As long as he is not on the sea of ​​blood and he is confident, he can solve Styx by himself.But now it is above the sea of ​​blood, which makes Ran Deng feel a little powerless.Because above the sea of ​​blood, Styx is unkillable, unless someone dares to act against the world, slaughters all the creatures in the sea of ​​blood, and takes over the karma of heaven.

Fortunately, the two leaders had no intention of killing Styx, they just imprisoned him for a period of time so that he could no longer be so presumptuous.At that time, all the creatures in the sea of ​​blood will submit to the Western Buddhism, and the prosperity of Buddhism will surely become even more violent.At that time, Dongfang Xuanmen will no longer be an opponent.

But at this moment, facing the furious anger of Patriarch Styx, facing the 3000 billion blood god sons, Ran Deng and these Buddhist disciples really have no choice.Just relying on this immature bodhi formation, trying to compete against the ancestor of Styx is a bit of a joke.

At this moment, above the Nine Nether Blood Sea, bursts of Sanskrit voices sang loudly. The golden ten thousand characters were like spells, and like golden walls, passing through Nine Nether in an instant, killing all the Blood God Sons above the Blood Sea. Scattered, the sound of wolf howling, sobbing instantly, Styx's cry echoed in the air: "Zhunti, Patriarch, I swear to the death that I will not have sex with you!"