The Evil Buddha of Blood took action, grabbed a clone of the Blood God Son, and swallowed it directly into his mouth. When he saw another wave of blood qi, it poured into the body of the Evil Buddha of Blood into the body of the Asura, making his pale body a little red.

Killing, greed, violent... The Evil Buddha of Blood will not stop, sit cross-legged in the void, and his body turns into dozens or hundreds of big hands, as if fishing nets are fishing everywhere, constantly catching the clone of the Blood God Son.

These clones have combat power that is not inferior to Prince Rakshasa, but when facing this bloody evil Buddha, it seems that they have been restrained. Not to mention dealing with it, they don’t even know how to dodge.

It was as easy as if he was taking objects through a bag. The clones of the blood gods were caught and swallowed into his stomach one by one. The blood qi surged from the evil Buddha of the blood into the body of Shura, causing his spirit to continue to rise and recover very quickly.

At this moment, King Rakshasa finally could no longer calm down. Shura showed not only his strong strength, but also had a feeling of specifically restraining the Rakshasa clan.

This supreme magical power of oneself is to deal with two or three immortal kings at the same time without being at the same time. However, encountering Shura at the same level is not only useless, but also becomes a nourishing nutrient for the other party.

If you can do this in the Taiyi Jinxian realm, you will naturally be no exception when you reach the Immortal King realm.

"What kind of blood demon are you? How could you become my old enemy of the Rakshasa clan!"

Suddenly, even the King of Rakshasa couldn't help but exclaim.

Shura laughed wildly: "Only the weak will see old enemies everywhere, and the strong will always have stepping stones in their eyes. King Rakshasa, you... are really old!"

There is no time to speak of for practitioners, and their appearance is determined by their mentality. Old age is relative to practitioners. The old age is not the human being, but the heart.

The strong are not afraid of physical decline, but they are afraid of old hearts. Even if they are powerful, once they are tired, they will eventually become a bubble.

Shura said that the old Rakshasa king was more direct than any humiliation.

For a moment, the red light in the eyes of King Rakshasa was like a rainbow, and his anger seemed to be like a substance, turning into a sharp sword and rushing towards Shura. There was no more words. He raised his hand and slapped the sea of ​​blood. In an instant, the sea of ​​blood surging waves and soared into the sky. Nine blood pillars seemed to be coming towards Shura.

"Ha ha!"

Shura laughed loudly, holding a blood shadow knife in his hand and soared into the sky. He cut out a blood blade and directly shattered a red dragon blood pillar.

The blood Buddha behind him roared to the sky, stretched out his hand and inserted it into the sea of ​​blood, and slowly lifted it up. He actually pulled out a red Zen stick, and the blood condensed, and the evil spirit was awe-inspiring.

With a whistling sound, the body expanded rapidly, just like the magical powers of the witch clan, the sky and earth, and the Zen staff in his hand also became hundreds of meters in size.

He swept hard, as if he was smashing a watermelon, smashing all the remaining eight red dragon blood pillars. When he saw him again, he smiled evilly, and blood was overflowing in his eyes, like blood-colored centipedes, hideous and terrifying.

Another howling sounded, holding a red Zen staff in his hand, knocking directly at the Rakshasa King.

Shi Potian's shocking blow, divided the waves and waves, the heaven and earth's vitality turned into two sections and soared into the sky. The strong wind whistled, causing countless blood god sons to instantly turn into bubbles.

The Rakshasa King also let out a wild roar, absorbing blood and energy to gather together, and slapped his palm directly at the Zen stick.

"Bang!"

A loud noise shocked the world, and the waves of air flew, the red Zen stick was instantly broken, and the evil Buddha of Blood also retreated dozens of steps before he could stabilize his body.

After all, he is a strong Immortal King, and the efficiency of using the same true qi is by no means comparable to others. Even though this blood evil Buddha is strangely powerful, he is still not as good as the Rakshasa King.

As the sea of ​​blood surged, a figure soared into the sky, holding the blood shadow sword, condensed a red rainbow and slashed from the nine heavens, as if the galaxy was spread. The target was locked in the phantom of the Rakshasa King, which was Shura.

The Rakshasa King condensed blood light, pointed it out with one finger, and directly pointed it at the blade of the Blood Shadow Crazy Sword.

In an instant, it seemed like two volcanoes erupted opposite each other, and all the energy condensed and impacted each other, surging. Blood patterns rippled, surging everywhere.

The endless waves surged, turning into blood swords and soaring into the sky, rushing directly into the nine heavens.

"boom!"

Between the fingers and the blade, blood finally burst out, as if the stars were broken, the terrifying force spread to all directions, and the endless void was broken.

With a muffled groan, Shura was like a meteor flying backwards, drawing a trace of incurable waves in the endless sea of ​​blood.

"Ao!"

The Rakshasa King roared and manipulated the Rakshasa Prince to strode towards Shura.

"Even the Assassin is not, he dares to challenge the Immortal King. You have to pay the price for your arrogance and always fall into a hell of despair and cannot extricate yourself!"

As he spoke, blood condensed and slapped out with one palm, as if the sky had shattered, covering the entire world slowly falling.

This is the method of the Immortal King. Even if it is just used to activate the cultivation of Taiyi Jinxian, it is like the overturning of heaven and earth, which is irresistible.

The blood and energy in Shura's body were boiling and it was difficult to determine how to withstand this upside-down palm. At the critical moment, the evil Buddha of blood suddenly rushed out like a ferocious beast in the prehistoric world, twisting his huge body and directly colliding towards the Rakshasa King.

"boom!"

With a shocking blow, the blood energy was shattered, and the huge body of the Blood Evil Buddha was shot for hundreds of meters, but it was not easy for the King of Rakshasa. The body of Prince Rakshasa retreated for more than fifty meters before stopping.

This result scared everyone. A Shura was already scared, but the blood evil Buddha was even more terrifying. He could actually fight against the Immortal King directly.

What kind of magical power is this... The same thought arises in the mind of the observer.

At this moment, Zhaoming sighed in his heart that it is hard to imagine how powerful the Savior Monk is. A mantra of the world can actually allow Shura to understand such terrible magical powers.

Unfortunately, Shura's will to kill was firm in his heart and could not cleanse his soul like the expectation of the suffering monk.

With a low growl, the evil spirits filled the eyes of King Rakshasa King, and the magic tricks were squeezing in his hand, and the sea of ​​blood swelled and waves continued. When the Rakshasa King Pearl emitted infinite blood light, filling the world, and it seemed to replace the Sun Star as the only light source between the world.

"Don't think that you can do anything with your strange magical powers. If you don't become an immortal king, you will be an ant after all. This time, you will be doomed! Let you see the power of the heavenly tribulation!"

Amid the sneer, he held the Rakshasa king bead with one hand and pinched the magic trick with the other hand.

In an instant, countless blood lights condensed into giant swords and fell from the sky, like heavy rain, all of which were killed towards Shura.

"Ha ha!"

Shura laughed: "You can't hide it from me. I feel that your life fluctuations are weakening. I'm afraid I won't be able to hold on for long, just by controlling your son's body apart from billions of miles!"

"Kill you enough!"

The Rakshasa king shouted in a deep voice, the sword light was like rain, and the speed was faster.

Blood Dome Light, this is a terrible killing move that the Rakshasa King once sensationalized the world. He used the Rakshasa King Pearl to condense the blood light divine sword, like the light of the sky, turning into the power of heavenly punishment to attack the target.

This is the light of heaven's punishment, which is unstoppable to the world.

It is difficult to stop, but it does not mean it is not blocked. Shura rose into the sky, and the evil Buddha of blood also roared wildly, following closely behind. Although the two bodies were very different, in a daze, everyone felt that these two figures were integrated.

The blood shadow of the blood sword surged, giving up defense and only attack. It was like a cultivator who used attack as a defense. Shura madly attacked the blood light, like a mad demon.

The Blood Evil Buddha condensed another blood-colored Zen stick in his hand, dancing wildly, and each movement was exactly the same as Shura, like a twin.

The two of them had a blend of methods and attacked wildly. Although the Rakshasa King was amazing, he could not help the two of them for a while and could not stand up.

If this continues, Shura will eventually lose. But that is at an ordinary moment. At this time, the one who will not fall in stalemate will be the Rakshasa King. As Shura said, if you are apart from billions of miles apart, even if you are a parent-child with blood fusion, you will not be able to last for too long.

"Rakshasa King, you are just like this!"

Shura laughed loudly without fear at all.

King Rakshasa sneered: "Don't think I only have these methods to let you taste the horror of karma!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a little blood light condensed in his hand and directly touched the sea of ​​blood.

In an instant, tens of millions of blood-colored red dots emerged from the boundless sea of ​​blood. They grew up little by little, condensed little by little, and instantly turned into red fire lotus. Without terrifying attack power, people felt the terrifying evil aura.

Everyone was frightened and secretly said that the Immortal King of Killing is indeed well-known. This is no longer an ordinary attack method, but a means of using his own evil energy and karma.

No one has seen such a method, and he doesn't know what consequences will be after using it or what harm it will cause to people. But there is no doubt that once it is touched, it will be a disaster.

"The Demon Lotus of Karma Fire burns the other side, so that you can also feel the pain of the sins I have endured."

Zhaoming was shocked. This was not the power of karma fire, but the magic of karma, a power that exists in the legend. It not only allows people to feel the illusion of karma fire, but can even damage the foundation of people and be doomed.

If you guessed correctly, your own eye for breaking delusion should have the effect of cracking, but whether to take action at this moment made him confused.

It was just as hesitated that the evil Buddha of Blood behind Shura suddenly showed an evil smile and sat down cross-legged out of thin air. He threw out the three rosary beads in his hand, clasped his hands together, and moved his lips slightly, and began to recite scriptures.

"Purification Mantra!"

Zhaoming was shocked. He had heard the scriptures recited by the evil Buddha of Blood and kept them in mind. It was the mantra of the Pure World that the suffering monk recited that day.

When the scriptures were recited, flames flashed in the void, like a torrential rain, and in an instant, all the demon lotus in the sea of ​​blood were lit. The boundless sea of ​​blood instantly turned into a sea of ​​fire, covering the sky and overwhelming.

"Buddhist supernatural powers, how could you get Buddhist supernatural powers!"

At this moment, King Rakshasa finally changed his expression and could no longer calm down.

"I will tell you what's going on when I take the head one day!" Shura laughed wildly and rushed towards the Rakshasa King in the endless sea of ​​blood.

At this moment, the phantom of King Rakshasa became faintly visible and unsustainable. He could only shout: "Take the prince away!"

The two Rakshasa Marshals came out in an instant, but as soon as they made an action, they saw a fire turning into a figure that condensed the flames to block the two of them. It was Zhaoming.

"Collection of the body for your son! Split it!"

Shura shouted loudly and slashed down with one sword. King Rakshasa raised his hand to block it, but disappeared in an instant.

As soon as the sword light passed, Prince Rakshasa was one and two and a half.
Chapter completed!