The blood moon came down a little slowly this time,
It was a little shy,
It was a little difficult,
It was a little shy,
It was a little reluctant,
But this was like the first time,
Next..,
The second time, the third time also began to make sense,
In the end..,
It still came down again.
Although Yinggou had used it to smash Song Imperial City, causing it to become much smaller,
But no matter how small..,
It was still the moon in the end.
And the next scene..,
Would be firmly imprinted in the depths of the souls of these surviving Yin soldiers,
One person..,
Held up the moon..,
As if a real ancient god had been resurrected,
He directly rushed over!
Using the moon as a spear,
Killing in all directions!
The sound of violent explosions rang out.
The roars of countless dead souls,
The tragic screams,
The wails of death,
The huge army of Yin Masters..,
Almost collapsed!
Even King Wuguan's own dharma body..,
Could not escape the smashing of a crescent moon,
It directly collapsed.
The army of Yin Masters could no longer resist the might of Yinggou. In addition, the dharma bodies of the Yama Kings collapsed one by one. It was as if the military flags of the main general were being cut off one by one. The people below naturally found it difficult to continue.
Finally..,
Yinggou smashed the blood moon, which had become smaller, into the sky,
In the dark clouds watching the battle in the sky,
It was unknown how many people had been implicated by the blood moon and directly died,
But the remaining onlookers did not dare to come down to ask for an explanation.
How could they still want it?
The seven Yama Kings, the army of Yin Masters..,
Were all beaten to the ground by this person..,
How could they still want it?
Even if they saw the flames on Yinggou's body slowly extinguishing,
Even if they knew in their hearts that Yinggou's strength had already reached its end,
But the might that had just been established..,
Still made people not dare to offend him!
One person..,
Standing in the air..,
In his heart..,
There was no hearty feeling after the battle..,
There was..,
It was just a kind of loneliness.
Most of the Yama Kings of the Ten Palaces were present, but none of the so-called Ten Attendants appeared.
Rather than saying that this was a real battle,
It would be better to say that it was an internal battle.
Of the Ten Yama Kings, only King Taishan was spared, and King Pingdeng was dead. The remaining eight had their dharmakayas destroyed, and they were severely injured.
As for the ten attendants.
At most, one was injured, and one was dead.
But there were still eight left.
Moreover, don't look at how Da Changqiu was chased by Yinggou like a chicken or a stray dog.
But he wasn't that simple.
The Yama Kings organized the Yama Army and wanted to use the phantom of the Lord of Mount Tai to exhaust Yinggou.
But unexpectedly,
They themselves,
It was very likely to be part of the consumables.
Using the Yama Kings as consumables.
Except for that one.
No one else would be able to do such a thing!
The structure of Hell.
After this battle.
Will be completely changed.
Previously, Da Changqiu told Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva to wait for another sixty years.
Perhaps..,
There was no need for sixty years.
The replacement of the dynasty.
It was a trend.
Moreover..,
Now, Yinggou had added another flame to the fire.
Because of this,
Yinggou, who had been used as a knife.
His mood.
It was indeed difficult to rise.
He still missed the past.
He still recalled the past.
Back then.
There weren't so many twists and turns.
I don't like you.
You actually claim to be the master of the Netherworld Sea.
I want to fight you.
I want to fight you.
I want to fight you.
I want to cut off your head.
Before you die.
The head will laugh heartily with him.
The current situation.
This kind of battle, this kind of confrontation, was used as a whetstone to eliminate dissidents and speed up the process.
Yinggou let out a long sigh of relief.
But to say how sad he was.
There was no.
To say that he was sad was to deceive himself.
After sinking for so long.
This time, he was able to come out for a breather.
After fighting so many times.
It was really comfortable.
Yinggou turned around.
His figure disappeared.
He returned to the mountain.
Facing the woman who had been standing here.
His body.
Was cracking and peeling off rapidly.
This body.
It was broken in the first place.
And now it was used like this.
It was completely drained.
And in the distance.
There was already a golden light speeding over.
It was a Buddha lotus.
In the sky.
There seemed to be a murmur as well.
The woman stood where she was.
Looking at Yinggou.
Looking at his body,
His heart ached a little.
But Yinggou walked forward.
He reached out and pushed the woman away.
"It … blocked … me …"
"…" The woman.
Bridge of Helplessness.
In this life,
In the next life.
"Tired?" Zhou Ze asked.
Yinggou didn't reply.
And at this time,
The Buddha Lotus in the distance.
He had already arrived personally.
Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva wore a mask.
Sitting on the Buddhist lotus.
He was neither happy nor sad.
He came alone, without the Harken or the Ten Attendants. However, he didn't seem to be as surprised as he was when he saw Ying Gou's physical body. Now, he seemed very calm.
Then..,
A curtain of splendor covered the sky.
It completely covered the entire mountain range.
At the same time,
A ray of golden light appeared.
He arrived in front of Yinggou.
It was Bodhisattva.
As for his main body, he only stayed far away, not daring to come over.
"I'm here to express my thanks."
The Bodhisattva's voice became calm again.
Yinggou smiled.
He didn't say anything.
"They … are about to wake up."
Bodhisattva continued.
It was as if he was urging them to go on their way.
The Winning Hook smashed over.
This ray of golden light.
It was directly smashed.
This curtain of light also dissipated. On the Buddhist lotus, the Bodhisattva was still sitting upright.
The son of a rich family did not sit in the hall.
The Bodhisattva didn't dare to come forward.
He was afraid that Yinggou would give him another punch!
An existence of this level.
It was hard to say.
"What does he mean?" Zhou Ze asked.
Yinggou still didn't answer.
He just turned around silently.
Facing the Bridge of Helplessness.
Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva felt that he had been used as a knife by him.
Therefore, before he ran out of oil,
Let's show off.
Perhaps.
At this moment.
Yinggou had indeed thought highly of this Bodhisattva.
But because he had always wanted to find someone to kneel to.
Generally speaking, he didn't think much of him.
He always felt that no matter how outstanding or meticulous this kind of person was …
He still couldn't get on the stage.
"Boom!
Boom!
Boom!
Boom!!!! "
In the sky.
There was a tearing sound.
Vaguely,
It was as if something was about to come out.
Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva raised his head.
He looked at the sky.
He still couldn't see his emotions.
But Yinggou smiled contemptuously.
He pointed at the sky.
Black chains appeared in the sky.
"What is this?"
Zhou Ze suddenly felt that this scene was a little familiar.
He remembered that in Yinggou's memory,
In the sky.
It seemed that this had happened before.
Then..,
A pair of hands reached out.
"No … it's … Dong … Xi …"
Ying Gou only replied with this sentence.
In an instant,
Zhou Ze felt as if he had been dragged out, and then the world spun.
The next moment.
A black light bloomed between Yinggou's eyebrows.
He charged directly towards the Bridge of Helplessness!
As for Yinggou's body.
He slowly turned around.
He raised his fist.
He charged towards Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva!
The last scene that Zhou Ze saw,
It was the scene of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva being smashed down from his Buddhist lotus by Ying Gou!
Yin and Yang were separated into two paths, and humans and ghosts had different paths.
Here.
It was the dividing point of Yin and Yang.
It was the beginning and the end of reincarnation!
Zhou Ze felt like he was being carried by a hurricane.
All the way forward.
After crossing the bridge of helplessness,
His entire being seemed to have been emptied.
All around.
There was no sound.
However, he seemed to have heard many voices.
All around.
It was clearly dark.
However, he seemed to have seen many chaotic and complicated scenes.
"Yo, it's a son. Congratulations."
"Doctor, hemostatic forceps."
"It's born, it's born!"
"It's out, it's out!"
"It hurts so much. You bastards just want to kill me with a natural birth. Then, you can find the younger one."
More and more voices began to attack.
It was as if you could peel yourself apart.
Zhou Ze resisted the pain.
He gritted his teeth in his heart.
"Iron fool..."
Unexpectedly.
In the end.
Ying Gou actually threw him out alone.
He gave him the last chance to live.
Touched.
He really couldn't be said to be touched.
At this time, he didn't have the time to be touched.
He just felt a little sad.
It was as if in his heart.
A piece of it had been forcefully dug out.
Here.
It wasn't the Asura Field.
There weren't any terrifying scenes.
But it was easy to sink into them.
It was as if at this moment.
You will receive the most thorough cleansing.
Your soul will also be stripped away.
Only the purest one will be left to enter the cycle of reincarnation.
Many freshmen would post on their WeChat Moments that they would feel like they had cleansed their body and mind.
Actually, they could really suggest that they come here to give it a try.
And it was free without a ticket.
Dying once.
There was nothing that could not be purified.
This feeling.
It was as if your soul had been extracted.
Put it into 84 disinfectant and stirred.
The boundary between Yin and Yang.
The critical point of the rules.
Zhou Ze had always thought that his willpower was very strong, but he couldn't hold on for too long. He felt like he was going to lose himself here.
A huge terror came,
Because Zhou Ze knew.
Once he lost himself.
That meant reincarnation.
He would forget everything.
He would start with a new life.
But this.
What was the difference between death and death?
Boss Zhou was a selfish person. He didn't want to die, nor did he want to reincarnate. But it was too difficult to hold on like this.
Fortunately.
After floating for an unknown period of time.
Zhou Ze saw a blue circle of light appear under his feet.
It was like a drowning person.
He saw a rope to save him.
Zhou Ze walked to the circle of light.
Step by step, he walked along this path.
Along the way, he heard a lot and saw a lot.
It seemed that because of the path covered by this circle of light, the pressure on him was not as great.
Zhou Ze could indeed divert more attention to think a lot, to see a lot, to experience a lot.
Life and death.
Separation and reunion.
One scene after another.
One after another.
As he watched,
Zhou Ze didn't know if there was a sublimation in his emotions and soul.
He only felt that he was hungry.
And he was very, very hungry.
It was clearly a soul.
But this intense hunger.
It was so strong!
Slowly.
Zhou Ze couldn't walk anymore.
He had lived two lives.
This was the first time he was so hungry.
The hunger made him feel extremely uncomfortable.
He couldn't walk on at all.
There was clearly a path.
There was clearly a way out that Ying Gou had mentioned before.
There was clearly a way to live that Ying Gou had mentioned before.
He couldn't walk on.
Zhou Ze felt that it was funny.
"I'm sorry, Iron Fool. I'm speechless about this way of dying."
He always felt that.
People created a chance for you to live, but you wasted it like this. It was really sorry.