Chapter 1039 Undead Soul Seal

In the chaotic void, dozens of hot fire streams fly slowly like dragons. A little purple blood dances all over the sky like a pearl relic, and the energy breath released by each blood bead is comparable to the full power of the peak of an ordinary golden fairy. Those nameless fires born in chaos burn these purple blood beads, and a thick and refreshing fragrance is emanating.

Where the aroma passed, the chaotic airflow was gradually pushed away, and a spherical vacuum with a diameter of one million miles was forced out in the void.

Qian Shou looked at the seven Buddhas opposite him with a slight gasp. There were seven-color Buddha flames burning all over his body, and his clothes were burned to ashes, revealing his thin and pale body. From the perspective of the skeleton structure, Qianshou should have a magnificent body, but now he is like a malnourished bean sprout, with dry muscles attached to the strong skeleton, giving people the illusion that the wind blows down.

It was such a weak body. The Buddha flames released by the seven Buddhas burned his body, but it burned his skin, crackled, and a few strange-colored bubbles came out from time to time. There was no other effect.

Seven Buddhas stood in the void. The 49,000-foot Buddha's gold body was full of holes with thick thumbs, and a little purple blood was constantly oozing out of these holes, drifting away with the invisible mana. There is a purple-gold light flashing rapidly at the damaged part of the golden body. They are silently repairing the golden body, but their golden body is injured by thousands of strange long hairs. There is a kind of extremely corrosive, and at the same time, it is attached to the wound with a powerful devouring power. They took a cup of tea time

Don't beg to be shocked. With the Buddha's cultivation, any injury is healed with the thought. Thousands of heads can make seven Buddhas so hard, and his lethality is really terrible. Buddha needs a cup of tea time to repair those injuries. It can be imagined that ordinary immortals, even if Daluo Jinxian is stabbed by the long hair of a thousand heads, it may be the end of a stranger.

"Very heavy fist" is also very painful." Thousands of his mouths spewed out a strange color, as if tens of millions of kinds of paint into a blood arrow. He looked at the blood he spit out and frowned, "I just woke up these days. I ate too many strange things, which made the color of the blood so ugly. Originally, my blood was dark, without any impurities in black, destroying everything and devouring everything in black, hey!" Shouxin snorted coldly, he shook the golden body of the Dharma phase, and a thousand arms formed a lotus seal at the same time"

The heavy distance air pressed thousands of miles away. The void was smashed inch by inch, and the broken void fragments emitted a dazzling golden light, turning into a giant diamond lotus huā sword with a length of thousands of feet and splitting at thousands of heads. There are bursts of huge Sanskrit singing from the heart-to-shou [body]. There are three thousand worlds of the heart-to-heart refining. Each thousand world contains three thousand worlds, and every thousand world contains three thousand small worlds. In these worlds, there are countless believers who have been accumulated for countless years, and they are all crazy believers that other Buddhas and Bodhisattvas and Buddhas can't ask for.

The infinite number of crazy believers married the call of the guarding heart" recited the "Heart-Shou Xin Crossing Mantra" in unison, and the huge mind was added to the Vajran lotus huā sword. The Vajran lotus hu sword, which was originally extremely dazzling, condensed from the fragments of the void On the top of the head.

Thousands of heads raised their heads and stared at the Qianglian huā sword. Behind him, countless poisonous python-like long hair flew, and quickly wrapped around the top of his head into a round shield as thick as a hundred miles.

Only a muffled sound, the diamond lotus huā sword was annihilated, and the round shield made of thousands of long hair moved rapidly, like a full poisonous python, squeaking, strange sound. There is infinite light in the [body] of thousands of heads, and countless extremely thin strong light is emitted along his pores.

A thousand heads and a thousand faces sneered at the same time: "You dare to devour the sword spirit released by the poor monk with all your strength. Aren't you afraid to die?",

Thousands of heads stared at his eyes. There was no white light and no emotion. His eyes stared at his heart like a dead fish. A thousand long hairs on his head suddenly shot tens of thousands of miles, accurately stabbing the heart-sting a thousand heads. The long hair with a thick thumb penetrated the heart-shou's thousand heads, and a large piece of purple plasma penetrated the heart-shou's golden body.

A thousand heads exploded, and the sword hair of the swallowed King Konglian huā sword bombarded into the golden body of the guarding Buddha along his long hair. This is equivalent to Shouxin's best to bombard himself.

The upper half of the golden body of the waist and abdomen exploded, turning into a sea of infinite blood and almost filling the spherical vacuum.

Don't beg to be scared. This is a chaotic void. According to common sense, this is not the scope of the influence of the law of heaven in the Pangu world. If he is killed here, is it possible for him to really fall? Don't beg that you don't have a real Hedao, and he doesn't know what kind of realm Hedaojing is, so he doesn't know what will happen if the power of Hedaojing is killed outside the scope of the Pangu world.

Just when you don't think nonsense, a golden lotus floated up in the purple sea of blood, holding up half of the heart-to-heart golden body. A Buddha building inlaid with countless jewels on the upper and lower floors flew out of the half of the golden body of the guarding heart. Under the light of the colorful Buddha, the guarding golden body of the heart grew and recovered quickly, that is, half a quarter of the time, and the guard of the heart recovered as before. It's just that his face is a little pale. Obviously, he lost a lot of vitality with a thousand blows just now.

"Thousands, your strength is not as strong as the poor monk now. You still leave!" He looked at Qianshou vigilantly. His eyes were very strange, as if a man saw a poisonous snake that was about to freeze but could still move slowly. There was no threat to his life for the time being, but after all, the poisonous snake was accidentally The injury is fatal enough.

Qianshou looked at the seven-fold Buddha building suspended above the guard's mind. He muttered in a low voice, "It's really annoying. When the holy world was destroyed, the spiritual projection of those strong men conceived your wastes in this ruins. Their weapon remnants actually re-pregnanted in the ruins. Although the real power is less than one trillionth of the ontology, I am not who I was in those years."

The pale black tongue licked his nose, and Qianshou frowned and said, "When the Holy World was destroyed, who gave me a blow from behind? If it hadn't been for that time, I would have retained a little strength of that year. Killing you is just a light point.

Shouxin and the other six Buddhas looked at Qians with vigilance. Looking at their expressions, they were also extremely curious about Qianshou' words. They listened attentively to Qianshou's sologous words and did not interrupt him.

Thousands of eyes narrowed. When he narrowed his eyes, his pupils shrank into a line, like a single line of pupils like crawling cold-blooded animals. He stared at the seven-fold Buddha on the top of his mind, shook his head slightly and muttered, "I still have a little impression of this thing. Although the image has changed a little, the atmosphere is 90% similar. Its original owner was a very beautiful woman."

With a strange smile, Qianshou sighed, "I saw her being tortured with my own eyes. Who did it? It's been too long, and I forgot a little. Is it a fantasy disaster? I was injured and suspended all my actions in cultivation. He killed the very cultivated woman in front of me. Well, she is a very delicate and beautiful woman, and her bones and bones are as beautiful as hers. It's a fantasy disaster. He is just a skeleton that likes to collect beautiful women."

Thousands of words made Don't beg to shudder, and the faces of the seven Buddhas were also a little strange.

But it is extremely rare to hear any news about the Holy World that Qianshou said. Whether it is Don't begging or the seven Buddhas, they are listening quietly. Qianshou did not let them down. He chattered about some things that he and other breakers wiped out the creatures of the holy world one by one, destroyed the large and small ethnic groups in the holy world, and finally made the holy world collapse as a whole.

A seven-fold Buddha building aroused these feelings of thousands of heads. As soon as the Buddha turned his eyes, a red cloud rose above his head, and there was a unique ladder-shaped pyramid looming inside. When you saw this pyramid, you almost thought it was Dayu's Tongtian Tower. Looking carefully, the pyramid is divided into thirty-three levels, and the breath emitted is far away and ancient, far from comparable to Dayu's Tongtian Tower.

Qianshou took a step back cautiously. He looked at the thirty-three-step ladder-like pyramid and sighed, "What a good luck.

This is the strongest artifact forged by the seven strongest people in the Holy Land of the Ming Tower, the Holy Land. "

With a strange smile, Qian Shou shook his head and said, "But what's the use? The Holy Realm was destroyed and turned into this dilapidated ruin. You self-righteous powers are just the ghosts of their spiritual projection. ",

With a ferocious smile, Qian Shou looked in the direction of the ancient world: "I won't give you a chance. Never try to restore the Holy World. Never want to be the strongest again. You can't kill me, and I can erase you one by one.

The pagoda on the head of the Shouyi Buddha rotated, and a touch of ten-thousand-word Buddha light flew out silently like a ghost.

Qianshou's body trembled, and a strange-colored blood arrow sprayed out of his waist. The guarding Buddha sacrificed the Hongmeng treasure of the tower, which is now known by him, and cut off thousands of heads with one blow. Qian Shou lowered his head and watched his body below his waist gradually separated from his upper body. He suddenly smiled happily: "That's the feeling, that's the taste. In those years, I was also hit by the Ming Tower with all my strength. ",

In the strange laughter, there were countless black shreds of meat in the two bodies of Qianshou. These shredded meat moved and pulled his body back together. The wound healed quickly, and there was a faint Buddha light flashing at his wound, but the Buddha light soon went out.

Shaking his body proudly, Qianshou smiled and said, "It's useless. Unless you can destroy my immortal soul seal, you will never kill me. You can only [town] suppress me, you can only seal me, you can't kill me!",

There was a trace of madness in his eyes. Qianshou lowered his voice and said with a sly smile, "But where is my immortal soul seal? You will never find it."

When it comes to the immortal soul seal, the pupils of Don't beg suddenly condensed.

There is a faint breath of energy on Qianshou, which resonates with something in the depths of chaos.