Chapter 533 An angry madman

In this gloomy and cold hell, Liu Xing was really surprised when he saw this gray clothes at first sight.

And it was not a devil's practicer, but a Buddhist disciple he had never contacted - in addition to the matter of the Buddha's bone, he was still in the divine sky, and he saw a Buddhist monk appear here for the first time.

The old monk in coarse gray clothes stood quietly in the Hell Refining River. He was surprisingly thin and too old to see his age. It was just a face, but a face that was being tortured. It seems that suffering all day long makes people's hearts suddenly twitch, and they can't help but sympathize and want to reach out to save them.

Liu Xing stopped, and his whole body was full of power. He was alert and staring down. Once his mind was released, he could see clearly what kind of objects were clearly on the ground nearly ten thousand miles around him.

At this time, in the hall in the eyes, a strong and gloomy breath came out, and even produced fluctuations, which were qualitatively released in the space, and the grandeur of the divine thoughts also made Liu Xing really feel a deep fear, and involuntarily surged up from the bottom of his heart and covered his whole body.

If it hadn't been for the Taoist heart in the sea of souls, and he had the help of the real fire of the blazing sun, and the help of the stars in hell, Liu Xing suspected that he would be pressed into powder under such a breath.

There is no ghost cultivation or evil cultivation around. This ghost demon king is actually alone, independent as the king of hell, but he has a lot of personality. And he was the only one in his hall, holding a glass of strong blood and tasting it with great honor.

His eyes also fell on Liu Xing. He was calm and stable, and his soul was not happy, but he had a broad and extraordinary mind. The vast ghost breath was also the first time that Liu Xing had encountered since he entered this hell, with a vast ghost breath that shocked his spirit.

That's a dignified and awe-inspiring atmosphere, but it's not the ghost that should be imagined.

Liu Xing, who has a distracted body, immediately realized that he must be the brother of the Heavenly King's Prison Demon. He has the same broad mind, the same awe-inspiring temperament, the same appearance, the same body, and a huge one-mile. If it hadn't been seen with his own eyes, it's hard to believe that there is such a closeness in the world. People are so similar that even their temperament is equally extraordinary.

Looking at Liu Xing, the man put down the thick blood wine glass, walked out of the hall, and stood on the rolling hell river. His bright eyes fell on him.

"Here we are..."

Liu Xing was slightly stunned and nodded.

"Did you come here for the god of Hanoi for that hell?"

"Exactly, I hope the senior opens up and let him out. We still have something to do. Thank you." Liu Xing replied respectfully, changing his arrogance when he first went to hell.

The ghost demon king looked at him, and his calm eyes could not see any fluctuations.

"Hell Refining River will not come back by itself, unless the person who controls it has been destroyed. You did it, and you killed the king's prison demon?"

After saying this, the hell refining river under his feet suddenly remembered the huge waves. Behind him, it rose and fell down. Although the face was still light and clear, the pressure of the invisible space suddenly increased by 10,000 times.

At this time, the old monk standing in the hell Hanoi, the expression of sorrow and suffering on his face was heavier, and his lips trembled slightly, chanting Buddhist scriptures.

With the speed of his recitation, the microwave of the Hell Refining River around him floated. Within Monday, the Hell Refining River would not be affected by the ghost demon king, but like a flat lake, quiet and microwave.

Liu Xing looked cold, but he didn't say much. He just slowly released his blazing fire. In this gloomy heart, he already knew that only the anode fire was the nemesis of all ghost cultivation.

Everything is born and bound by each other, and the sky and the earth are the same.

The demon king of the ghost realm is still the same as before. Looking at the bright blazing real fire on his body, because of mutual restraint, after a li, the pressure around him even made a whistling sound, and there was an echo of swords striking each other.

That is the natural confrontation caused by the polar fire of hell itself.

"Well, the true biography of Taoism, as expected, you did it. If it hadn't been for the real fire of Taoism, the prison demon would not have died in your hands. You are very good. You can realize this kind of Taoist inheritance. This is what Taoist immortals have dreamed of for many years, and it is a good cultivation talent. The ghost demon king seems to be talking to himself.

And behind him, the waves of hell refining rivers have formed a bloody image, ten miles of giant, which seems to be the body of the Heavenly King's Prison Demon.

Step out in a sudden step, the ten-mile giant, rising from the river in hell, walked towards Liu.

"Youth, if your brother dies, you will definitely take revenge, won't you?" The demon king of the ghostland still asked calmly.

Liu Xing smiled bitterly and said in a low voice, "Let my friend go first. Let's decide to live and die."

"Haha... Children's words, you are all here. He can't let him go. Will you still leave? Fight, young man, find me. You can all go out safely. If you can't win, you can stay. It's a fair thing. In this world of the law of the jungle, strength says everything. Alas, it's a pity that my brother, a demon emperor with great ambition, can become a generation of demon kings. He has a mind that I can't reach, but he died in the hands of a flat-headed boy. Power is supreme. That's really right. If you don't have that ability, you can't protect the people around you, even yourself, a hundred years. The feeling of thousands of years of cultivation is finally an illusion. Ha ha, bitter old man, do you think it is..."

In the refining river, the old monk who stood in the air shook his head and said, "The sea of suffering is boundless. Looking back is the shore. Your Highness should still understand it. With a mouthful of resentment, it has been accumulated for too long in this empty world. No matter how many killings can you be relieved. It's better to understand."

"Haha... The so-called enlightenment is to make me suffer everywhere like you, be laughed at and manipulated by others? Life is not as good as death, bitter old man, you should have been on Foshan, safe and happy, but you came to my hell, in order to depress a ghost that has accumulated resentment for countless years..."

"The sea of suffering is boundless..."

"There is a debt and a master. Why should I put down the butcher's knife? I haven't killed it yet. I'm going to become a Buddha, old bitter. This is just the beginning, and my brother went first. How can you let me turn back? I want the world to remember our brothers, and let them remember these two people in pain. I swear by the ghost world. I want to make this day no longer on my head, I want to make this land no longer carry my anger, I let the world only listen to me, I let the people in the world cultivate demons and demons, all under my feet, haha, the king of hell, wait and see, your brother will realize this wish..."

In the laughter, in hell, all the twisted power gathered on him...

Liu Xing found that he was wrong and made a big mistake. He was a crazy guy. The sudden destruction of heaven and earth suddenly rose on his body. Even if two, three and five heavenly kings and prison demons came here, they could not be compared with each other, and his huge divine power, his own Taoist real fire, were all in the other party's crazy hell river. Under the power, he was ridiculously weak, like an ant, standing in front of the giant elephant, listening to the anger from the heavenly court.

Can you still escape? In this hell, it is not a place for people to stay, it is not the place where Liu Xing should come, it is a place to be buried...

Boom...

The upheaval of heaven and earth...