Chapter 2624: Falling

"Brother Chu, be careful!" Gongshu Yanyin hurriedly warned him, and with a wave of his hand, countless armor-inscribed cultures appeared like formation talismans, emerging from Fu Jiaotian King's body, binding him tightly, and Chu Yun himself suddenly When he woke up, he saw the Buddha's light invading his middle Dantian like tarsal maggots, and his face changed again. ☆→Like☆→Point☆→Small☆→Say,

"Boom..." There was a sudden explosion, and Chu Yun's chest collapsed visibly. Chu Yun's figure retreated sharply, and then stopped in mid-air. Not only was his clothes a little messy, but the blood stains were also exposed.

"Damn it..." Chu Yun cursed, looking at the Wen Sheng and the Heavenly King fighting everywhere, feeling mixed emotions in his heart. The sudden appearance of eleven literary saints from various families definitely exceeded Chu Yun's expectations. On that day, all the aristocratic families discussed setting up a trap of blood of gods and demons. Chu Yun had other thoughts in mind and rejected the attempts of literary saints from other aristocratic families at the earliest, limiting the scope to those below the seventh level of Yuanli. The literary saints at that time didn't say anything, and seemed to have fallen into Chu Yun's scheme. Now, Chu Yun finally understood that the one who fell into the scheme was not others, but himself. These eleven literary saints had formed an alliance long ago, and they have been Watch your own excitement from the side. If it were not for the appearance of King Fujiao and other Buddhist guardian kings, Chu Yun could naturally prevent these literary saints from coming out according to the previous agreement. Even now, Chu Yun can prevent these literary saints from taking action. Unfortunately, he was not careful now. Being ambushed by King Fujiao and injured, what qualifications does he have to stop these literary saints?

"Man is not as good as God!" Chu Yun sighed in her heart, looking down at the oozing blood, it was like small insects retracting into her body, and a ferocious smile appeared on her face. Then Chu Yun raised her hand to grab it, and several drops of essence and blood appeared in the air. Chu Yun's face turned pale, and then five colors of true energy spurted out, turning hundreds of armor inscriptions into swarm of essence and blood. But seeing the strange distortion of the space where the blood essence was, inexplicable ripples followed the armor inscription. That essence and blood turned into a five-color sword that was more than an inch long!

"Go..." Chu Yun touched the little sword. The little sword trembled psychically. The light and shadow within a few miles around fell into this trembling, and the little sword disappeared.

Almost at the same time, King Fu Jiaotian, who was urging the Buddha's Light to hit the formation talisman set up by Gongshu Yanyin like a sledgehammer, suddenly changed his face and the Buddha's light around him suddenly disappeared. A Buddha statue of the Great Sun Tathagata was placed in front of his chest. However, before the Buddha's light could be completely condensed, a small five-color sword appeared on his chest. The clouds of the five-color sword passed through the Buddha statue and scattered the Buddha's light. The blow flew away, and the blade of the small sword expanded at the same time, and even penetrated into the heart of King Fu Jiao. "Buzz..." The golden body of the Buddha statue of King Fu Jiao intensified its trembling, and several heavenly dragons inside the Buddha statue frantically trembled. Dance. Want to block the small sword.

"Boom..." At this moment, the corner of Gongshu Yanyin's mouth curled up, and all the formation talismans suddenly changed. A strange awl-like formation talisman hit the forehead of King Fu Jiaotian. This awl also carried the unparalleled talisman. With such power, in the strong wind, the few Buddha lights around King Fu Jiao were blown away!

King Fu Jiao's expression changed drastically, and the golden statue of the Great Sun Tathagata that had just solidified hurriedly flashed. There was a loud "Peng" sound, just in front of the awl. The Buddha statue turned into Buddha's light and disappeared, and the awl was shaken and restored into an inscription. But just as King Fu Jiao was resisting the awl, the small sword had already pierced his heart silently.

"Woo..." A weird whimpering sound came from around King Fu Jiao. As the layers of ceiling surged, the figure of King Fu Jiao disappeared strangely. Only the outline of a king among the smallpox flashed with golden light. On the spot.

but. The golden light flashed just a few times, and cracks in the void appeared all around. A burst of sword energy and inscriptions poured out crazily from the cracks, and then the golden body of King Fu Jiao came out of it in an extremely embarrassed manner. Look at the clusters of sword pillars in the void. The armor inscriptions mixed with clouds rolled like an ocean. The space around the blood pool of gods and demons has been blocked by more than a dozen literary saints. Faced with this blockade, King Fujiao, who is as powerful as the Buddha's guardian king, has no ability to do so. Escape everywhere.

"Amitabha, Namo the Great Merciful and Great Compassionate Guanyin Bodhisattva, I am going to die today. I have no regrets. I am willing to exchange my merits in this life for the Bodhisattva's golden body and come to the Hidden Immortal Continent." The golden body of King Fujiao appeared. He stopped struggling and sat in the air with his hands clasped together. During the process, he recited in his mouth, "Thousands of hands and thousands of eyes, the Great Compassionate Heart Dharani. Namo, Helodana, Doraye, Namo, Ajuye, Balukadi, Shuobaoye, Bodhisattvasvaya, Mahasattvavaya, Maha, Kalunigaya, Om, Sakpo-la-puya..."

"Rumble..." As King Fujiao bowed down devoutly, the entire golden body of the King began to disappear. Bursts of bursting sounds came from the heart of the golden body. Chu Yun's small sword pierced the chest of the King. It has been suppressed for a long time, and now it finally breaks out. But what surprised Chu Yun and Gong Shu Yanyin was that where the blood spattered, wisps of golden light rushed into the air with the pure power of faith and disappeared towards Changsheng Town. More than a dozen literary saints joined forces to block it. It can't be blocked either.

Now that King Fujiao has fallen, what will happen to the other kings? Some of them were a little irritable, and they dragged the opposing literary saints to death together. Some heavenly kings were so angry that they turned to the Confucianism disciples on the sword diagram and started killing...

While the scene on the sword map was extremely lively, Xiao Hua had woken up in the blood pool of gods and demons. When he woke up, he already knew everything that had happened. At this time, he was standing on the restriction wearing magic armor and breaking the law. Seeing the restriction in front of him, the face under the magic helmet frowned and thought to himself: "This restriction is quite weird. Xiao's delusion-breaking eyes can't even see it, and he can't detect the cold fluctuations in his body." ! If, as Bone Tempering Xiao Hua said, this fluctuation and this demonic energy are higher than ordinary demonic energy, then where do they come from? Moreover, looking at the blood essence that is still falling, this restricted one? The reaction is becoming more and more intense, presumably...the Chu family has a big plan, and what they want to break is this layer of restrictions."

"Of course, if nothing else happens, under this layer of restrictions is the God-Demon Chess! What attracts Xiao seems to be this fluctuation, and it seems to be the restriction, or is it the God-Demon Chess under the restrictions? Huh? This blood essence is Whose? Has such a powerful soul?"

At this moment, a blood thread that was dozens of times thicker than the previous essence and blood rushed down with flashing golden Buddha light. Moreover, this essence and blood had not fallen above the restriction, and had already transformed into the appearance of a monk! Wasn't he the slain King Fu Jiao?

Although the blood essence is powerful, the suction power of the restriction to the essence and blood is also extraordinary. When the essence and blood falls on the restriction like a meteorite, the entire restriction is immediately stained by the essence and blood. Wherever the essence and blood is, a layer of A faint layer of black energy mixed with bloodshot threads and fluctuations emerged from the restraint. This black energy surged rapidly and surged several feet up. Immediately afterwards, there was a loud "bang...", and the invisible but boundless restriction instantly swelled towards the ground, holding Xiao Hua. The demonic energy and black flames that were being sucked into Xiao Hua's body increased by dozens. Influx at twice the speed...

"This...this essence and blood..." Xiao Hua has already seen the situation where the essence and blood of sixth-grade Yuanli Confucian cultivators or Buddhists fall into the restriction. At this time, he immediately woke up, "I'm afraid it's the resident spirit of the eighth-grade Yuanli." Is it owned by the Buddha? How is this possible? The eighth-grade Yuanli Buddha should be on the same level as the Confucianism cultivator, and even on the same level as the tribulation monks of the Hidden Immortal Continent. Even if they can't defeat their opponents, if they want to escape...there are probably countless ways, right? How could they just perish? Unless..."

Thinking of this, Xiao Hua immediately had a clear understanding. Of course, there are many such possibilities, but there is only one most likely one, and that is that the background of setting the trap this time is far beyond what Murong Congyun can understand. The Wen Sheng who came to the bloody land of gods and demons was definitely beyond Murong Congyun's imagination! Even this number exceeded the estimates of the Buddhist disciples, which was why the Buddhist protector king fell so easily.

When Xiao Hua thought of this, a shuddering feeling arose in his heart. Xiao Hua's whole body trembled slightly. The speed at which the demon spirit Xiao Hua absorbed the demonic energy also suddenly stopped. There were so many literary saints sitting above his head. , Xiao Hua is still practicing with the demon body here. Even if the blood of gods and demons blocks Yiying's divine thoughts and the art of clearing eyes, Xiao Hua still feels uneasy.

After a slight pause, Demon Spirit Xiao Hua tempered the demonic energy even more crazily. After all, the demonic energy and black flames in the blood of gods and demons are extremely rare. They are purer than the demonic energy at the bottom of the river in the past. Demonic Spirit Xiao Hua absorbed it. The more people practice in the Blood Spilling Cave, the more unimaginable they become. How could Demon Spirit Xiao Hua not seize this opportunity? As for Xiao Hua, he thought to himself: "Grandma... what a trap this is! It is estimated that there is more than one heavenly king coming here. Since one has fallen, there must be others who will fall next. Confucianism cultivators have always believed in Those who want to eradicate the roots will definitely not let any of the Buddhist disciples escape! No, no, if possible, there will be some low-level disciples among the Buddhist disciples who will escape, and the news of the death of the protector kings must be conveyed to Lei! Yin Temple can also find a reason for the war between immortals and Buddhas. The Chu family and the Confucianism and Cultivators are really good at planning... They have put the Immortal Palace of the military family on fire. Let's see how the Immortal Palace handles it."

"Chaos, chaos, the more chaos, the better!" Xiao Hua suddenly laughed, and the black energy around him boiled again, and more demonic energy and black flames gathered towards Xiao Hua, "Only with chaos, can Xiao practice with peace of mind , Only by cultivating to the realm of transcending tribulation can Xiao have some say in this Hidden Immortal Continent! Otherwise, he can only be a pawn on someone else's chessboard!"

"Brush...swipe...swipe..." More and more essence and blood fell more densely than the previous rain. The black air rising from the restriction was even more intense. Now it was several miles away. Xiao Hua's demonic body was also entangled and trapped in this black energy. In this black energy, Xiao Hua's blood-dropping cave technique was actually a little weak, as if the level of this black energy was higher than the previous demonic energy! (To be continued...)