Chapter 659: The Holy Emperor of Buddhism
"That's right. Let's join hands to kill this demon emperor first." Liu Kang laughed, raised the black sword in his palm, and the dark sword light condensed again, and a ferocious demon appeared.
Although he was promoted to the Holy Emperor and obtained the inheritance of the Demon of Shiyuan, Liu Kang is still a little afraid of Shen Chong. Although the realm has opened the gap, the strength of the other party is still above himself. Even if it is passed on from the air, it can be comparable to the Holy Emperor of the Demon Abyss.
Shen Chong did not speak, but his consciousness projection has also condensed a sword spirit, life and death intersect, heaven and earth.
Two huge swordsmanship has locked the Holy Emperor of the Magic Abyss, and the manic and hot Red Lotus Valley has filled a bleak atmosphere.
"Well, even if you two work together, you may not be able to keep this seat." The childlike face of the Holy Emperor of the Magic abyss showed ferociousness, and a haze was entangled. His figure grew several times in an instant. A mass of fire was wrapped around him, the dark treasure clothes had been melted, and a bloody lotus appeared on **'s chest.
"The red lotus blood blooms, and everything sinks!"
In the explosion of the Holy Emperor of the Magic Abyss, the bloody lotus quickly covered his whole body, and a power to destroy everything burst out. A hundred feet around him, the void had been burned out. The gorgeous red lotus, the sad blood color, and the ditch was woven into a beautiful and spectacular picture.
"My life is Honglian, this old monster is going to die." Liu Kang's face changed slightly.
The red lotus industry fire is not the magic power of the magic door. The pressure of the first demon is invalid for this flame. However, the Holy Emperor of the Moyuan can't fully control this flame, otherwise he will not be allowed to be chased by Liu Kang.
Shen Chong saw the opportunity very quickly. The bloody red lotus on the Holy Emperor of the Devil's abyss emitted the terrible pressure. Compared with the blood-red flame of the melting of the Seven Treasures Futu Tower, this bloody red lotus is the real red lotus industry fire.
This red lotus industry fire is violent and uneasy. The Holy Emperor of the Devil'ss is obviously also enduring great pain. It seems that he can't control the fire in his body.
Shen Chong's body of consciousness dispersed, wrapped in the Seven Treasures Futu Tower and retreated quickly. If the body comes, it may also be able to fight against the original red lotus of the Holy Emperor of the Devil'ss, but just by passing through the air, I'm afraid that it will be burned by the red lotus industry in an instant.
But when Shen Chong and Liu Kang retreated quickly, the breath of the Holy Emperor of the Devil'ss subsided, and the bloody flame on his body disappeared strangely, and his figure had also moved out of the Red Lotus Valley.
"The son of the devil's door, the son of Jiuzhou, is nothing more than that." In the long laughter of the Holy Emperor of the Magic Abyss, it has turned into a streamer and flew over the Eight Hundred Miles of Flame Mountain. The void has been torn. As long as he gets into the crack in the void, he will escape from the joint killing of Shen Chong and Liu Kang.
"Dat, it's a bluff." Liu Kang was furious, but he was not in a hurry to catch up with him, and Shen Chong had also lost the opportunity to stop the departure of the Holy Emperor of the Devil'ss.
But just as the Holy Emperor of the Magic Abyss was about to step into the void turbulence, suddenly, a larger crack opened, and the void began to shake. The spirit of immortality condensed into a smallpox and fell down, suppressing the flames of the Flame Mountain.
"The door of the void, the smallpox falls, and someone will be promoted to the broken realm at this time." The Holy Emperor of the Devil's abyss shouted in shrill and suddenly remembered something: "Fengyang, it must be Fengyang. He actually took the last step."
"Yes, my body has been shattered, but my soul has been perfected. The power of heaven and earth helps me reshape my body."
Suddenly, a golden light permeated. This golden light was different from Shen Chong's heavenly fist. The light was extremely soft, but it had a strong penetrating ability and could wash people's souls. For a moment, whether it was the Holy Emperor of the Magic Abyss or Liu Kang, his body was filled with a faint layer of golden light.
The endless spirit of immortality comes to the top of the Seven Treasures, where the windy body has been condensed, the body is smashed, and the promotion is broken. The door of the void will come to the reward of the fairyland. This spirit of immortality can transform the vitality of the monks, completely take off the mortal body, and become the semi-immortal body.
The same is true of Feng Yang. He is tall, with long hair flying, floating like a immortal. The clouds are light and the wind is light, and his eyes are shining with wisdom.
"Brother Shen, thank you very much!" Feng Yang saluted Shen Chong with a fist.
"Brother Feng, it is indeed the pride of a generation. He actually took this step at the last minute." Shen Chong smiled. His body of consciousness was placed on the Seven Treasures of Futu Tower, and he was naturally very clear about the changes in the magic weapon.
Although Fengyang exploded his body, the yuan god did not dissipate. Instead, he hid in the depths of the pagoda of the seven treasures and kept accumulating strength. Originally, with his power, it was possible to eventually be promoted to the broken world, but it would not be so fast. After Shen Chong transformed the energy after the bombardment of him and the Holy Emperor of the Magic Abyss, he passed it to the yuan god. .
In those years, in the trial cave of the Three Holy Sects, if it hadn't been for the appearance of Feng Yang, I was afraid that he had already been harmed by Ji Changhua, and Feng Yang also had more intention to protect himself. Shen Chong naturally wanted to report Li.
Shen Chong not only transmitted power through the air, but also put part of his broken feelings into the wind god, so that at the moment when the demon abyss holy emperor escaped, he opened the door of the void, causing turbulence in heaven and earth and stepping into the broken state.
The golden holy light permeated, and the wind stepped into the broken realm, causing the vision of heaven and earth, which was completely different from Shen Chong's promotion of other emperors.
The fairy voice is ethereal, the Buddha Sanskrit sings, and the solemn treasure elephant is also revealed on the windy face. At the back of his head, circles of Buddha light flashed, showing the virtual shadow of countless Bodhisattva King Kong.
"The Buddha's light shines and the Sanskrit sound sings in unison, which can actually provoke such a vision. Could it be that you are the reincarnation of the Buddha sect?" The Holy Emperor of the Devil's abyss was shocked and tried his best to escape, but his body seemed to be trapped in the mud, the mana operation was astringent, and the void cracks he tore was completely closed.
"Magic Abyss Holy Emperor, your refining finally made my holy emperor's body, and you can't escape." Feng Yang's eyes revealed a deep and far-reaching look, with no hatred, but with a trace of majesty.
"Buddha's Sanskrit singing, universal all sentient beings, King Kong's angry eyes, demon heart melts."
The golden light converged, and a Sanskrit sound, like a heavy hammer, fell into the yuan god of the Holy Emperor of the Devil'ss, making his demon heart begin to break.
At the same time, Liu Kang and Shen Chong also took action brazenly. The two sword lights were intertwined. One sword was the long river sunset, and the other sword came from the underworld, containing the magnificent power of heaven and earth, and cut to the Holy Emperor of the Devil'ss.
"You juniors!" The face of the Holy Emperor of the Devil's abyss has become very ugly. In an instant, a strong crisis has been born in the bottom of his heart. Even in the face of Liu Kang alone, it is difficult for him to resist the pressure of the demon of Shiyuan. What's more, Feng Yang and Shen Chong are not weak.
The three of them have joined hands and have become a final kill.
But the Holy Emperor of the Magic Abyss, the leader of the Magic Alliance, has experienced hundreds of battles, how can he sit and wait for death?
At this time, the Holy Emperor of the Devil's Gate finally showed the means of pressing the bottom of the box.
In an instant, his appearance continued to distort, and his originally immature face began to grow up, from a child to a teenager, and then to a young man, middle-aged... Until the old age, he almost instantly became a chicken-skinned crane-haired old man.
With the change of his appearance, his strength has also doubled, and the bloody red lotus in his chest blooms again. This red lotus is no longer an illusion, but a real breath of destroying everything, and the whole person is bathed in a bloody flame.
"Since you don't leave me a way to live, I won't make you feel good. Accept the baptism of fire with me." The voice of the Holy Emperor of the Devil's abyss was crazy, and in his laughter, he rushed to Shen.
The first thing that the Holy Emperor of the Magic Abyss is Shen Chong is locked. Among the three, although Shen Chong is the most powerful, after all, the body does not come, and it is the only monk who has not stepped into the realm of the Holy Emperor. As long as he smashes this body of consciousness, he can smash the momentum of killing, and perhaps there may be a glimmer of life.
The burning palms are caught in the air. Wherever they pass, they are all burned, and the magnificent flames pour down like a sea of blood.
Shen Chong's eyes shrank slightly, the sword spirit turned, and everything returned to Yuan.
In addition to the two sets of treasures, after the combination of the double sword of life and death, the power has surpassed Genesis and Little Thunder, and has become Shen Chong's most powerful move.
Countless shadows of sword spirit appear, the heaven and earth are vast, and the sword spirit is vicissitudes. This sword is enough to shock the world, but it can't resist the burning giant palm.
Zizhi!
Even the sword spirit has been burned, and a line of fire spread along the sword light, burning Shen Chong's whole body of consciousness.