Shura made a fuss about the Blood Sea. Although the clone of the Styx River Ancestor who was dealing with above was smiling and extremely relaxed, the original Styx River Ancestor in the depths of the Blood Sea was serious.

The Rakshasa king on the side was surrounded by demon thunder and demonic lightning, looking in pain, and there was no sound of dong dong in his body, as if someone was hitting his bones with an iron hammer.

The strong and ugly Rakshasa tribe, the tall Shura tribe wearing red blood armor.

Standing under the sea of ​​blood, it stretched for countless miles, and there was no sound, and everyone looked at the direction of Shicheng with a solemn face. Only one order from the Ancestor of the Styx would rush up to the sea of ​​blood without any effort and tear the invaders into pieces.

But for some reason, the King of Blood Sea did not do this, but let Shura go crazy above.

At this time, Shura had become a great war god, and the blood shadow sword pulled the blood energy, like a red dragon dancing wildly, turning the earth.

"Old Ancestor of the Styx, get out of here!"

Shura's body turned, holding the Blood Shadow Sword in his hand and slashed down crazily. The dazzling sword light, like silver dawn, separated the sea of ​​blood, and seemed to slash into the depths of the endless nine abysses.

"Don't think that you are the only one who will incarnate. If you don't come out, I will turn over your sea of ​​blood!" Shura roared angrily, and the eight skull-headed Buddhist beads emitted an infinite black light, attracting the surging sea of ​​blood.

Condensing and transforming into shape, skeletons and Buddhist beads as heads, and endless blood sea energy as body, it actually transformed into eight huge bodies. Each one was very similar to the former Marshal of Rakshasa, but its aura was even stronger. The realm of the Immortal King.

The red light flashed in the hands of the eight figures, and eight long blood-colored swords condensed in their hands, like eight blood-shadow swords.

Shura moved. All eight figures moved, each slashing. The howling long blood-colored sword was like the axe that opened the sky and opened the earth. The marks of the knife slid across it, and the sea of ​​blood was cut open like tofu and could not heal.

A strange void appeared before everyone, like a hole in the cheese.

The Ancestor of the Styx seemed to feel the danger. The incarnation condensed more and more, and it was crazy to impact. It was not like attacking, but purely to delay time.

"Do you still use this stupid method? Do you really think you can't do anything to you?" Shura's eyes flashed with a red light and he shouted: "Blood Buddha's World-Purification Mantra."

As soon as the words were finished, the evil blood Buddha behind him abandoned the blood-colored Zen stick in his hand, stood on his head and slowly hovered, folded his hands together, showed a strange and evil smile on his face, muttering words and reciting scriptures.

In a moment, the extremely pure Buddhist power appeared on Shura and the Blood Buddha, but it was different from the golden light of the Taoist Master Gui and the Taoist Master Shunti, but the power of the Blood Buddha as red as blood.

The mantra of the world-cleaning... The method of the suffering monk seems simple, but it can be described as a supernatural power. It cleanses the mind and allows people to face the inner world directly. Seeing your own timidity, weakness and even hope.

In the name of the world, it is naturally a must-have thunder means, which has an indescribable power to the power of evil, as if the smoke and waves are floating, cleaning up evil.

No one can explain why the power that should have symbolized light was transformed after being understood by Shura. No one can explain why the evil Buddha of blood used the mantra of the suffering monk. No one can explain why the evil Buddha of blood used the mantra of the world-cleaning of the Suffering Monk. No one can explain why killing and the power of Buddhism can be so perfectly integrated, almost without flaws.

The evil Buddha of Blood recited the Mantra of Purification, and the Buddha's voice really made Zhaoming's heart tremble slightly, but the incarnation of the Patriarch of the Styx became a devastating force.

The blood-colored sword light opens the way, as if thousands of troops have opened up their territory. The Buddha's voice is vast and spreads to all directions, like a devout defender, purifying all resistance forces and turning countless territory into one's own possession.

At this moment, not to mention resistance, the Buddha's voice could not even condense the clone of the Ancestor of the Styx.

In an instant, Zhaoming had an illusion that the real master of this vast sea of ​​blood was no longer the ancestor of the Styx, but the Shura.

At this moment, he was using a strange force to influence the entire sea of ​​blood, like opening up territory, and fighting for control of this fierce land.

Not only him, but also the Ancestor Styx also felt the same. Looking up at the top, it might be difficult to see, but nothing that happened in the sea of ​​blood could not escape his senses.

The spiritual sense swept away, looked at the arrogant Shura, and sighed slightly after a long time: "What a pity, the timing is wrong!"

He looked down at King Rakshasa again: "It seems that the twelve-grade blood lotus cannot dissolve the karma in your body, so he can only look for an opportunity next time."

As soon as he finished speaking, his figure flashed, as if he had traveled through time and space, and appeared in front of Shura.

Feeling the aura of the Ancestor of the Styx, looking at the completely different from the incarnation, Shura knew that it was the original deity, and without hesitation, he waved the blood shadow sword in his hand and slashed at him.

One person moved, eight people moved. At the same time, the eight clones also waved the blood-colored sword in their hands and slashed them.

As a clone, Shura's clone is far better than the magical powers of the Ancestor of the Styx, and the power of the eight Rakshasa Marshals is almost as powerful as Shura himself.

But the ancestor of the Styx seemed not afraid, and slowly called out the Xuanyuan Water Control Flag. With a wave of his hand, his blood was like a tide and he was attracted by it.

Although the power of the blood sea is evil, it belongs to the water flow in the five elements and can also be controlled by the Xuanyuan Water Control Flag.

With the power of the Ancestor of the Styx to control the sea of ​​blood, the blood energy turned into a layer of light film, blocking all the attacks of Shura and the eight clones.

The power of the innate treasure is even the Pure World Mantra of the Evil Buddha of Blood.

A sword was useless, Shura shouted loudly, and the blood-shadowed sword came like a storm, with a high fighting spirit.

The ancestor of the Styx did not dodge or avoid, with a calm expression on his face, activated his blood and used his magical powers, and easily resolved Shura's attacks like a wandering in the garden.

After many attacks failed, Shura was crazy and shouted: "Come to me!"

It was as if he had a command to summon all troops. The infinite power of the sea of ​​blood was not as purified by the evil Buddha of blood, and it poured into his body like a tide. At this moment, he was actually absorbing the power of the sea of ​​blood for himself regardless of the consequences.

"You are really good. You have used the magical powers of the blood demon to the fullest. If you continue to be strong, I will really be unable to do anything to you, it's a pity..."

The ancestor of the Styx shook his head and smiled: "Heaven is going to destroy you, you have nothing to do!"

As he spoke, a mysterious light flashed in his hand and a red light turned into a ray of light.

Deep in the sea of ​​blood, the demonic thunder and demonic lightning on the Rakshasa King's body became even stronger, and the blood light roared. Suddenly, the twelfth-grade blood lotus flew out of its purple palace and flew towards the ancestor of the Styx.

Without this karma root, the pain on Rakshasa King's face immediately weakened, but the situation did not improve fundamentally and he was still fighting against some forces.

The twelfth-grade blood lotus flew over, and the ancestor of the Styx held it in his hand, looked at Shura and sneered: "The sorrow of a blood demon like you, no matter how powerful it is, it cannot defeat karma and has nothing to do with cultivation!"

As soon as he finished speaking, his body flashed and suddenly approached Shura. He raised his hand and slapped the twelve-grade blood lotus towards his chest.

"Go away!" Zhaoming was shocked. He had suffered losses from the twelve-grade blood lotus. His karma attacked his heart, which was enough to make his furnace body refining * useless.

Although I have killed a lot of people, how can I compare to Shura? Moreover, most of the people I kill can be said to have cause and effect with myself, and my karma is relatively small. Shura wants to kill people who should be killed, and what should not be killed is also killing. I don’t know how many times the karma is better than me.

Once you are shot by the 12th-grade Blood Lotus, you don’t need to think about the consequences.

However, Shura was crazy, especially at this moment when he entered a state of combat, even Zhaoming could not recall it. The power of the sea of ​​blood made him feel like a tiger, and it took him so long to finally force the ancestor of the Styx out. How could he retreat easily?

After discovering that the Ancestor of the Styx was approaching, he turned around and slashed at him with the momentum of dragging his sword and returning to his horse.

This sword, the wind and thunder appeared out of thin air, the blood light was vast, and the sword light was bright, like the morning light of red and white meeting sprinkled across the eight wildernesses*.

A sword with all his might was so powerful that even Zhao Ming sighed in his heart.

But the ancestor of the Styx didn't care at all. Seeing the blood shadow slashing at the sword, he didn't dodge or avoid it. He held the twelve-grade blood lotus in one hand and slapped Shura with an infinite amount of blood energy in the other hand, making the whole palm red and bright, like a crystal clear ruby ​​carved.

Instead of defense or dodging, you will directly face the palm of your hand towards the Blood Shadow Crazy Sword.

In the flash of lightning, only a "bang" sounded, which made Zhaoming feel cold in his heart. The ancestor of the Styx directly grabbed the Blood Shadow Crazy Knife with his flesh palm.

The eight clones' sword lights fell and were blocked by the power of Xuanyuan's water control flag.

The power between the palm and the blade is like the intersection of ice and fire, and it is crazy to impact. However, Shura's power is as powerful as the sea, but he cannot break through and cannot even hurt the opponent's flesh.

"Shura!"

Zhaoming exclaimed, and wanted to approach the fire escape technique, but the flame pattern could not be found in the sea of ​​blood and could not be used at all.

He led out the flames by himself, but it was too late in time. He could only watch as the ancestor of the Styx took the twelfth-grade blood lotus against Shura.

"Bang!"

Impartially took a photo.

"Bang!"

Another loud noise, and the blood-red body instantly turned into powder and dissipated in the sea of ​​blood. However, it was not Shura, but the evil Buddha of blood.

He could not dodge himself and Zhaoming could not rescue him. At this critical moment, the evil Buddha of blood behind Shura rushed over and blocked the attack of the ancestor of the Styx with his body.

The body exploded, and the Buddhist power forced the ancestor of the Styx to retreat.

"ah!"

Shura screamed in pain, and suddenly his body felt like a skin full of blood. He was pierced countless holes and squeezed it hard, and the blood was poured out like a fountain.

The power of the twelfth-grade blood lotus is too strange. Even though the evil Buddha of blood blocked the terrible attack, the karma above still contacted Shura with the two.

Even though ninety percent of the power has been dissolved, the remaining 10% of the power is still enough to easily damage Shura.

"Shura!"
Chapter completed!