Chapter 184 Supreme Wonderful Mind Method

Nine swords gathered, showing the supreme power. Suddenly, the situation of Huang Ba Zun and others was greatly improved, from passive to active, and even broke the natural lines in one fell swoop, making Mixiang lose the most powerful dependence. Without the blessing of the array, he is also the strength of the evil genius.

The sea of thunder is gradually disappearing, and even the dark clouds in the sky are disappearing, returning to the sky. The thunder power of this world gradually dissipated and could no longer condense. A sacred place of cultivation turns into an ordinary area between several breaths. This blow is almost unacceptable, hysterical roar.

"How dare you destroy my holy land? Your sin is unforgivable. You deserve to die. No one can save you. I want you to die. Mi Xiang swooped down from the sky, holding the unique Kun Shenbing and Thor hammer. Uncontrollable anger, Thor hammer smashed out the amazing power, showing the power of Kun Shen soldiers.

"From the moment you hurt my brother, you were doomed to fate. You are the most damned. No one can save you. Even if the ancient Thor reappears, I will still kill you. The emperor's heart to kill him is unshakable. He is so persistent and has unshakable principles. Maybe you can offend him without dying, but if you hurt the people around him, it is equivalent to touching his reverse scales and you will definitely die.

The nine-war god-killing array showed its power for the second time, and the beam of light shining half of the sky rose to the sky, like a raging dragon, rushing away the thunderlight hit by Thor's hammer. Any vision will be destroyed in an instant.

"The sonorous."

The battle sword collided with the Thor hammer, making the sound of iron impact, and ripples came one after another, annihilating the void. Nine swords make a sound at the same time, like the sea and the tide, which is fascinating. Mixiang suddenly had a strong crisis, as if the sickle of death had been put on his neck.

Almost in an instant, he retreated a hundred feet and played the divine thunder secret to suppress the void, which barely eliminated the sense of crisis. Suddenly, he stared wide, fear from his heart, and his arm holding the Thor hammer was trembling, and he couldn't lift the will to fight. He saw nine swords split across the air, and a huge sword tomb stood on the nine swords. The terrible will of the sword tomb came and suppressed Mixiang's mind.

This is the fundamental reason why he can't raise his will to fight. This is a sword mound, the supreme god that breeds the sword. For countless years, no one has been able to play its virtual shadow. Huang Bazun is the first one, and it is still the virtual shadow hit with nine swords. The power of will is doubled, which is much more powerful than fighting with a sword.

The sword tomb stands there like a real one, which is more appalling than the Ancient Magic Mountain. Mixiang retreated quickly in almost one percent of the moment. But Huang Bazun didn't give him this opportunity. The lightning electrode speed ran to the limit, which was much faster than him.

"Boom!"

The sword mound was down-to-earth, and the terrible waves were flying. The Thor hammer in his hand couldn't hold it and fell aside. He sprayed blood mist in his mouth, and his bones exploded all over his body, breaking countless times. The pure thunder treasure body can't resist such a terrible power. The sword tomb is more of the power of the sword itself, and the emperor just released it.

"Can you escape? I'm going to pull out your soul, torture you hard, and give my injured brother a breath of evil. Huang Ba Zun deliberately controlled the sword mound and did not directly suppress Mi Xiang, otherwise he would not die even if he had ten lives. The shadow of the sword mound made by a sword can already kill the strong who has been promoted for a day. The superimposed power of the nine swords can definitely pose a threat to the strong who have been promoted for three days, and even the strong who live for four days should retreat three points.

"No, you can't kill me. I'm a pure thunder treasure body that is rare for thousands of years. You can't kill me, the descendant of the ancient thunder god. You can't kill me..." Mixiang is really afraid. He can't bear the waves generated by the suppression of the sword mound shadow. If he is directly suppressed, he will definitely die. He once fantasized about the vast hegemony and recreated the supreme demeanor of the ancient Thor. But now it is wailing and begging for mercy like a dog. Facts have proved that he was born in a big world and the competition is very cruel. Even if it is a rare physique, it is not necessarily the ability to overwhelm peers.

"Don't say that you are the descendant of the ancient Thor, even if you are the descendant of the emperor, I will kill you. However, if you hand over the cultivation method of the supreme sound of Buddhism, I can consider giving you a pleasure. Huang Bazun is cold and almost ruthless, with infinite murderous intent in his eyes, hurting his brother, which has violated the reverse scales. It must be washed with blood.

Chen Dong danced and the two of them were extremely stunned. They were all frightened by the sword mounds produced by the nine swords. They looked at each other and swallowed a mouthful of saliva again. Unconsciously, Huang Ba Zun had caught up with them and showed his terrible cultivation talent. This puts them under pressure, and no one in their peers wants to fall behind.

"Okay, I'll give you the cultivation method of Buddhism, but you have to let me go." Mixiang also wants to bargain.

"I have a way to make you look shameless. You will be very willing to tell me the practice method. Huang Ba Zun showed a demonic smile, holding a sword in one hand, and there was a regular beating on it. He inserted one hand directly into Mixiang's abdomen, and the blood collapsed.

Mi Xiang howled in pain. He is now a fish and has no power to fight back. Chen Dong and danced to take back the Kun Shenbing and Thor hammer. After taking the elixir to treat the injury, he is now instructive. They came to the emperor to see what he could do to force Mixiang to hand over the supreme sound of Buddhism.

"It's howling now. The good show is yet to come." Huang Bazun sneered, and his palms slowly pulled out of his abdomen. His blood was extremely red, bright and terrible. Mi Xiang let out a terrible howl, but now no one sympathizes with him. The cultivation world is so cruel that the loser is the bandits.

If Huang Ba Zun and others are defeated today, I'm afraid they will face such a bad end. So no one will sympathize.

"This is..." Chen Dong's eyes were round, which was a little incredible.

"This..." The dance was also extremely surprised, and I felt my throat dry.

Huang Ba Zunsheng pulled out the three souls of Mixiang, leaving only seven souls on him. The flames permeated and burned the three souls fiercely. This soul burning is thousands of times more painful than the burning of the flesh. Mixiang is in pain, and the wailing echoes the world, which is more terrible than those fierce ghosts in the 18th floor of hell.

"I said to pull out your soul and torture it fiercely. How do you feel now?" The emperor will not have mercy, especially the enemy, only killing and torture. This is the killing nature of the ocean overlord, the shark.

"Kill me, don't torture me..." Before a quarter of an hour, Mixiang completely collapsed and begged to die. Burning the soul is so cruel that almost no one can stand it.

"Give me the supreme cultivation method of Buddhism, and I will give you a pleasure." Tortured Mixiang with a breath of evil. The supreme sound of Buddhism is the art of attack. Of course, it can't be let go. What's more, Huang Bazun also wants to use this wonderful sound to win over another evil genius. He is also a brilliant descendant of the system in the Qianlong Conference. I believe he will not resist this wonderful sound **.

"I'll give it to you." Mi Xiang was powerless to make a sound and wanted to take out something.

"Hum..."

Suddenly, the emperor was strongly impacted, his blood was surging, his soul was trembling, his body trembled, and he was under a great impact. This is the supreme sound of Buddhism, with an extremely terrible offensive power. But you can improve your wisdom to yourself. It's mysterious.

"You are looking for death." Huang Ba Zun shouted angrily. Mi Xiang dared to resist at this time. The appearances just now were actually acting.

"Haha, if you want this wonderful sound, there is no door. He is in my inner space. What can you do? Mixiang laughed almost madly. He knew that he would die and was fearless.

"Huh, do you think there's nothing I can do? Let's see how I can peel the space in your body. Huang Bazun's eyes suddenly turned red, full of murderous opportunities. In my heart is the terrible offensive power of Miaoyin. Obviously, it is still a short time for Mixiang to get Miaoyin, and the cultivation has no effect.

But under such circumstances, Miaoyin still has an extremely terrible offensive power. If it is really refined, what kind of power will it have? It is definitely more terrible and precious than the unrivaled magic power. Otherwise, Mixiang would not be willing to be tortured and would not be willing to hand it over.

"The pattern, it's done." The emperor condenses the array, which is the fairy-level eighth-order array, which stabilizes the space and isolates the contact with the outside world. The sword was raised and stabbed into Mixiang's body. He soon found the space in his body and destroyed it. In an instant, an old sheepskin roll emerged. Because this space is stable, the destruction of his inner space does not cause space turbulence. Items in the natural inner space cannot be exiled into the space turbulence.

When the emperor was in the secret world of poison, he was almost stripped of the inner space and forcibly took the sword. It's a pity that he didn't succeed that time, and this time, he peeled the space in other people's bodies, which was extremely cruel.

"Ah... You don't want to die. You really peeled off my inner space. I curse you to die." Mixiang howled and cursed.

Huang Bazun sneered, completely pulled out the three souls and seven souls, and put them in the burning flame and burned fiercely. This flame is one level lower than the Cangsheng flame, but it is most suitable for burning the soul. After a while, Mixiang completely disappeared, and even reincarnation was avoided.

Huang Ba Zun has no guilt about this kind of thing. The survival of the world is so cruel. If he is defeated today, he will have the same end. You can't be kind to the enemy.

The three of them picked up the sheepskin scroll and observed it carefully, and kept the mental method on it in mind. Maybe they could practice this wonderful sound in the future. Buddhism pays attention to fate and enlightenment. As long as there is fate and understanding, if you get one of the two, you can understand the supreme truth of Buddhism. There are many evil geniuses in Buddhism, but they have never been able to get the true learning of Buddhism. This is fate.

On the contrary, a mediocre and mediocre person got the supreme learning, and he was late, blooming in his old age and understanding the truth. This is enlightenment. It doesn't seem to have much to do with talent or something like that. The key is fate and enlightenment.

Although all three of them remember the cultivation method of Miaoyin, they may not be able to practice successfully. And Mixiang can get started, because he got the wonderful sound method, which is the fate.