The Ancient Emperor of Fantasy

The sound of water drops came, Gu Tianshu looked down at his feet, blood, all blood!

The entire [-]th floor was filled with blood-colored oceans. Even if the temperature here was so low that Gu Tianshu could not resist it, the blood did not condense into ice at all.

"That's...~!"

Looking along the source of the blood, Gu Tianshu was shocked, what he saw.

The three powerhouses who exuded the aura of a quasi-emperor were wide-eyed with anger, and the breath of a near emperor circulated. Sitting on the ground, they seemed to see great terror.

Da Da blood flowed out from their pierced eyebrows, and the entire Sendai was infected with the blood of the Emperor.

"When~!"

The Beginningless Bell vibrated, suspended above Gu Tianshu's head, and the breath of the quasi-emperor caused it to self-sound.

There was a dazed look on the face of Zhiming Ancient Buddha. These three quasi emperors were all pointed between the eyebrows and pierced through Xiantai to die. They were completely different from the previous methods of death of the saints, saint kings, and great saint-level powerhouses.

This was not killed by the supreme power of their Buddhist family!

This is his first thought!

But the sticky blood on the ground made him unable to deny it, because the three quasi emperors died in the hell of their Demon Suppression Tower.

"They were not killed by suppression, but were forcibly killed when they were still alive, and it can be seen from their clothes that they were not the powerhouses in the time of Emperor Amitabha, more like the recent few Born within ten thousand years, but strange, why haven't I heard of their reputation?"

Ji Wudi opened his mouth and expressed his judgment.

The quasi-emperor powerhouses are stained with the word emperor, and they can naturally preserve their corpses for [-] years of immortality after they die!

And the information revealed by Ji Wudi's words was terrifying. The three quasi-emperor powerhouses who could be proud of the nine heavens and honored, unexpectedly died here inexplicably.

His clarification, to a certain extent, helped Zhiming Ancient Buddha to speak, and greatly eased the conflict between Gu Tianshu and Buddhism.

"Because they are not human at all, they are the monster clan, the god clan, and... the quasi emperor of the Kunlun family~!"

"Jie Jie, the little guy who almost stepped into the realm of the emperor, you are right, come down, I will wait for you on the eighteenth floor~!"

"And don't try to escape, or the three quasi emperors will be your fate~!"

A ray of the emperor's breath erupted and swept the entire seventeenth layer of hell.

"Yes...that's the smell~!"

The ancient Buddha of Zhiming, who was holding the pestle of subduing demons, felt the most evil and resentful aura, and his expression changed.

The demon-subduing pestle recovered automatically, and the whole imperial soldier trembled non-stop, and almost let it go from its hands.

"Hey, did you fail, Jie Jie, but it doesn't matter~!"

As the endless sea of ​​blood disappeared, the three quasi-emperor corpses shrunk down at a visible speed, and the essence of their whole bodies had been absorbed by the nameless existence below.

"When...when...when...when...!"

The Beginningless Bell rang, but it moved towards the subduing pestle to suppress it.

At the same time, there was also the Void Emperor Mirror, which directly blocked the space where the Demon Subduing Pestle was!

"You~~!"

Zhiming Ancient Buddha's color changed, and he looked at Gu Tianshu and Ji Wudi in disbelief!

"A good and evil will be rewarded in the end, hehe, when are you planning to act, unknown existence~!".

Chapter [-]: Amitabha the Great

Gu Tianshu looked at Zhiming Ancient Buddha coldly, and the defense in his eyes was obvious.

Ji Wudi did not speak, but the Void Mirror above his head indicated his position.

"How did you find out? I should have disguised well~!"

Zhiming Ancient Buddha showed a strange smile, and a trace of cruelty gradually appeared on his peaceful face.

"You are too calm, you can calmly say that they are demons in the face of the corpses of thousands of saints, you can be indifferent in the face of hundreds of corpses of saint kings, and you can turn a blind eye in the face of the corpses of great saint-level monks, You can keep your mouth shut in the face of the emperor-level corpse, I should say that you are in a good mood, or you have already seen it~!"

"You are definitely not the wise old Buddha from before, and he is just your puppet~!"

The Beginning Bell and the Void Emperor Mirror erupted. One was responsible for suppressing the silent emperor's soldiers, and the other was the shock of the bell, which knocked the ancient Buddha of Zhiming into pieces. "Zero Three Zero"

The nameless being didn't say a word from beginning to end.

After all this was done, Gu Tianshu nodded to Ji Wudi, "Let go of the suppression of the demon-subduing pestle, and then let it choose by itself~!"

The inner slander of the demon-subduing pestle revived, "Zhiming is weird, there is an emperor calling me below!"

The explanation of the Imperial Soldier's Subduing the Devil's Pestle made everything clear just now. After a few short exchanges with him, the god inside the Devil's Subduing Pestle finally decided to go and find out.

"I hope your choice will not be a mistake~!"

"Let's go, let's go down to meet the legendary Amitabha Buddha~!"

Gu Tianshu signaled Ji Wudi to be careful, staring at the Beginning Bell and walking towards the last prison of the eighteenth floor, the last prison of loneliness.

The cultivation base that is almost comparable to that of the Emperor Zhun has completely exploded.

The Void Emperor Mirror vibrated, and the extreme breath overflowed, and Ji Wudi followed closely.

As for the demon pestle, it is blooming with thousands of Buddha lights, and a supreme Buddha is looming.