Chapter 872 The Golden Crow Clashes 【Ask for a Monthly Ticket! 】

Venerable Wanfa, Sovereign Lord of Pluto, and Master Yinghuo.

Each of the three is a well-known name in the world, and now the prison king is surrounded, and murderous intentions are everywhere. If the prison king is in full power, he will naturally have no fear. Even if he can't win with one enemy and three, breaking out and escaping will not be a problem.

But he had just withstood Ejizo's blow, and he fell into such a situation before he could heal his serious injuries.

"You bastards can go up together, why should I be afraid?" He still shouted loudly, but everyone could see the difficulty of the situation.

The emperor was on Jinwu's back, and said softly: "Their target is me, and the Prison King can get away first. I'm afraid it won't be good tonight. There is no need to drag Yu Chao's Dinghaishenzhen for me."

"Stop talking nonsense." The prison king was not polite to the emperor's junior, "flee before fighting, where do you want me to save my face? If there is any difficulty for a while, I will abandon you, why don't you say it?"

"Oh." The emperor closed his mouth.

The blazing fire of the Prison King ignited again, and the radiance was so bright that the emperor who was closest to him frowned. If his cultivation base was almost the same, he didn't have to wait for the opponent to kill him, the Prison King would directly roast him to death.

Faced with the power of the Zhiyang Avenue, Wanfa and the other three were really a little scared.

Although Venerable Wanfa has a long lifespan, he has practiced countless spells in the world, and he has critical skills, so he has always had great supernatural powers. But his Dao of Longevity is actually not that strong in terms of combat. After all, the main skill points are in Shouyuan, otherwise why would he bother to recruit many thugs?

Compared with the top-notch Zhiyang Avenue, the Daoist of Longevity is really not enough.

Lin Poyun's Xuanming Dao is indeed powerful in combat, but he is best at manipulating ghosts and ghosts, which happen to be restrained by the prison king. Under normal circumstances, without Ksitigarbha's real body, he would not dare to fight against the Prison King anyway. What's more, when he was in the Netherworld before, he actually suffered serious injuries, and he has not recovered yet, so he is only responsible for blocking the back, and does not want to go too far forward.

It's even more so for Master Yinghuo, who has always been messing up the situation behind his back, how can he have any reason to confront the prison king head-on?

Especially now that the Prison King seems to be seriously injured, and he puts on a posture of desperately trying to do his best. The three of them have their own ghosts, but in fact, no one wants to be the first bird.

Seeing this, the prison king became more and more angry, and roared in a muffled voice: "If you don't dare to fight, then get out of here as soon as possible!"

The sun is scorching hot!

Venerable Wanfa flicked his sleeves, and the seals of both hands were already knotted.

Although he sacrificed a lot of spirituality in the Netherworld to summon the Evil Jizo, he was extremely weak at the time, but after returning to the Yangworld, a large number of creatures died, and the lost vitality was poured into the Longevity Avenue.

This made him at the peak of his cultivation and his divine light at this moment, perhaps as he said the essence of the Dao of Longevity is plundering. The more creatures that died in the world, the greater the amount of plunder he plundered.

Hum——

Hearing the sound of a great bell falling to the ground, a phantom of a big bell with golden light appeared around the body of Venerable Wanfa, with countless flowing inscriptions on it, which vaguely resembled the scene of the Buddhist kingdom in the sky.

His body pushed the big clock and crushed it towards the Prison King. The Prison King was much simpler, his whole body lit up with fire and fire, and he punched him brazenly.

boom--

Amidst the violent roar, the King of Prisons punched the big clock to open a hole, but the powerful counter-shock made him also tremble.

It turns out that the profound meaning of Venerable Wanfa's Hong Zhong Yin Jue is to counter-shock, no matter how powerful the attacker is, the golden bell will counter-shock itself.

Regardless of his injuries, the Prison King drove the Golden Crow Soul, charged in from the hole, and wanted to kill Venerable Wanfa by force.

But Venerable Wanfa's Seal Jue turned around, and a glass vase suddenly appeared around him, protecting him firmly. The Prison King punched the vase again. one strike.

Thousands of lotus-like bergamots emerged from Venerable Wanfa's chest, and they all attacked the Prison King.

What he used were all ancient Buddhist seals that are rare in the world, and the power and mystery of all kinds really caught the prison king by surprise.

Thousands of buddhist hands surrounded his body of the Sun God, grasping the surrounding Golden Crow Soul, although it would be shattered immediately after being roasted, but it couldn't hold back the endless arms transformed into golden light.

The figures of the Prison King and the Golden Crow Spirit were still trapped for a moment.

At this very moment, with a finger of Wanfa Void, a demon-subduing golden pestle descended from the sky, and fell on the Prison King who was surrounded by countless golden arms.

"Ah—" The Prison King roared, urging the Golden Crow Soul with all his strength, and the flames around the three-legged golden bird soared, turning into a samadhi body that covered the sky and covered the sun, and immediately enveloped him and the emperor.

Boom!

The subduing demon golden pestle hung down on the Dharma image of the Golden Crow Divine Soul, and was immediately scorched and dissipated by the raging samadhi fire. As it fell inch by inch, the golden light also dispersed inch by inch.

Including Venerable Wanfa, all the golden light was dissipated, and only a bright light of the Golden Crow remained in the world.

The prison king, who was seriously injured, could still show such strength, which really shocked the three of them.

But when the flames dissipated, the scene on the Golden Crow Soul changed.

The Prison King stood with his head held high on the back of the Golden Crow, majestic and domineering, with a fiery aura. But at this moment, a dagger pierced through his waist and sank deeply into his body.

This short sword is the personal magic sword of the emperor of the Yu Dynasty, which was used to command the night dragon palace guards. It is also being held in the hands of the emperor at this moment.

Not far away, Yinghuo Tianshi raised his halberd fingers and displayed his supernatural powers with all his strength. In the void, invisible silk threads were connected to the emperor's shoulders, like marionettes being manipulated by a celestial master.

It can be seen that the emperor's eyes are also struggling, and the eyes under the red mist all express to the prison king to let him leave quickly. Although he also has a seventh-level cultivation base, he has devoted himself to political affairs for many years and has not fought. He can only be a burden on this level of battlefield.

The Prison King stared furiously, and once again shouted: "The Golden Crow is here!"

Back then, he obtained the Dao by observing the Golden Crow in the God Ruins, and no one was more perfect than him in using the magic weapon of the Golden Crow Spirit. At this moment of life and death, he suddenly erupted with a terrifying force.

The golden three-legged divine bird proudly raised its head, sang to the sky, and then suddenly flew towards Venerable Wanfa, with the aura of life and death, and the flames blazed in the process, like a falling sun!

He wants to perish together with Venerable Wanfa!

At this moment, all three people present saw the intention of the Prison King. At the end of the day, he didn't even plan to run away, but with his last strength, he exploded with astonishing power, wanting to replace the culprit who caused the chaos in the world.

Venerable Wanfa was instantly engulfed by the Golden Crow's soul, and he was engulfed and slammed into the distant mountain together.

Rumble——

The boundless earth trembled, a mountain peak directly turned into a deep valley, a pillar of fire soared into the sky, and mushroom-shaped golden clouds lifted into the sky. Half of the sky was translucent, and it was like daytime for a while.

After a long time, it gradually calmed down.

"This prison king is so ruthless." Lin Poyun felt lingering fear, and was extremely glad that he hadn't made a move, so that the other party's target was not himself. "If you have the energy, you don't think about running away, but desperately want to take one away."

"Master..." Tianshi Yinghuo looked at the boundless scorched earth below, lost in thought.

As the most secret disciple of Venerable Wanfa, he is well aware of the strength of Master Wanfa. Everyone in the world thinks that he has a lifespan of hundreds of years, and he is already the longest-lived human race... In fact, it is far more than that.

How long he lived, even his closest disciples don't know. The celestial master only knows that in the past years, he must have endured countless dangers, but he is still safe and sound.

It is true that there shouldn't be many dangers like the killing blow of the prison king, but what even the demon gods have failed to do, can they really kill him this time?

...

Behind the sacred mountain in the Northern Territory, there is an oasis located within the Wannian Glacier. In this ice field, this lush land of life seems like a miracle.

There is an inconspicuous old tree in the lush forest, which seems to have been struck by lightning and withered. But soon it re-grew at a speed visible to the naked eye, sprang out new branches, sprouted and blossomed on the branches, and grew a gorgeous flower the size of a human head, like a red lotus.

A moment later, the lotus flower opened, and an arm stretched out from it, then the head, and then the waist... from the flower, a whole naked living person sprang out!

Looking at his face, it is the Venerable Wanfa!

Although his face was pale and his vitality seemed to be seriously injured, he was alive and well after all.

It turns out that the mystery of his survival after many catastrophes lies here. The so-called Yangmu Changsheng, he has his own original seed here. No matter how many times the outer shell dies, it can regenerate as long as it accumulates enough vitality.

Venerable Wanfa's gaze was uncertain, he looked into the distance, and murmured to himself quietly: "Unexpectedly, I was reborn twice in a row during this period of time, I hate that the prison king dragged his back before he died, which caused my cultivation base to plummet. "

"Fortunately, now that the emperor of the Yu Dynasty is dead, Edi Zang has also completed what it should have done."