Chapter 878 Bloody Jeolla Road (21)
The sky gradually darkened, and among the ruined mountains, blood flowed, and a headless corpse collapsed there.
However, Yoshihiro Shimadzu was a powerful warrior after all, with strong life force in his body. Even though his limbs were broken, his head was cut off, and his bloody cavity could be seen, he still did not die.
Strange energy gushed out of the gorgeous Japanese-style Warring States-style armor, and the limbs were instantly reborn, but the color was pale, covered with tadpole-like dark lines.
But not the head.
I saw that round head rolling on the ground, a lot of brilliance emerged, abruptly stopped the momentum, and wanted to return to the neck.
Naturally, Lu Li wouldn't let it do what he wanted.
A purple light emerged.
It is the Emperor Ziwei Sword.
On the hilt of the sword, the lotus imprint lit up.
A flame flew out of it, and the moment it touched Onijimazu's head, a red lotus took shape, just like dry wood meeting a raging fire, the flame became more blazing, and its posture became more and more monstrous.
"Ahhh!"
The roar was terrible.
The old guy's head stopped in mid-air, and he didn't dare to merge with his body, for fear that his body would also be infected with this strange flame.
At the same time, black blood continued to flow from the seven orifices of his head, and his breath was cold. He seemed to want to use this to extinguish the fire of karma.
But this kind of thing has become nourishment, making the red lotus karmic fire burn more intensely.
"Hahaha, didn't you use Fudo Ming's fire to burn me earlier? Now it's your turn."
The hearty laughter was like thunder, Zhu Yan opened his huge mouth, and spewed out a stream of Samadhi real fire, which seemed very thin, like a gurgling brook, but it was enough to cover the remaining half of Shimadzu Yoshihiro's body.
Industry fire calcined head.
Really burning body.
In the blinding flames, the head of Old Ghost Samo exploded, forming a black mist.
But the fire of karma is still burning, without letting go of any nutrients, only the body burned by the real fire of samadhi remains——
In addition to being dry, most of the main body remains.
Zhu Yan's body shrank rapidly, and the shadow that shrouded the place finally dissipated. Lu Li, who regained his human form, put away the true fire of samadhi.
Then, like a butcher in a slaughterhouse, he dragged a leg of Shimazu Yoshihiro's corpse and threw it into the red lotus.
In an instant, Yehuo became alluring again.
"I'm not Monkey Sun, and you're not Tai Shang."
"Who is the sheep and who is the tiger? It is completely premature to say who is the sheep."
After the words fell, Yoshihiro Shimadzu seemed to be responding, and the leg in the flames suddenly exploded, causing Karma to rise up.
"After being burned like this, you can still come back to life, and I will eat the karmic fire directly into my stomach."
In the whisper, the remnant body completely disappeared, leaving nothing behind.
"Even if it's a so-called virtuous and eminent monk who burns his body with karma, I'm afraid it will end up like this, and he won't even leave a single relic."
No one is perfect.
Who can guarantee that he will not create any karma in his life.
Not just killing, greed, hatred, ignorance, hatred...
As long as you have all kinds of negative emotions, it will become the nourishment of karmic fire, but Buddhism has a corresponding body training method, as long as you can endure it, you can cast a supreme golden body.
At present, Lu Li has no idea of body training, and he doesn't even dare to touch it.
What are you kidding?
The old devils were dead to the point where there was not even a scum left, and he did not use the transformation technique, and appeared in human form, with a physical strength not much different from it.
"Red Lotus has become even more miraculous, and its power has obviously risen to a higher level."
Gazing at the blooming flames in front of him, Lu Li seemed to have thought of something, and murmured:
"If you use the corpses of various famous people to cultivate, maybe it will grow to an incredible level, and eventually replace Zhu Yanshen and become the biggest trump card."
The mind opens instantly.
So, Lu Li silently admired the red lotus fire for a while, and then manipulated the Emperor Sword to take back the big killer.
The battle was won fairly easily.
By mistake, a lure came to lure the enemy to go deep.
In fact, at the beginning, Lu Li just wanted to set up an ambush, use Qingji to defend Su Xingling, consume the vitality of the Satsuma Army, and give a false impression to Utaki Hideka, the commander-in-chief of the left army.
However, Oni Shimadzu is too arrogant:
You are strong, but not my opponent.
Your battle spear is broken, run away, as long as you don't get discovered by our navy in the future, the previous debt will be cancelled.
Coupled with Shimadzu Yoshihiro's explosive fighting power, Lu Li made up his mind to keep him in this area while he was underestimating the enemy's strength—
If Onijimazu returns to the side of the family samurai, the blessing of the battle formation will make this pure general, his combat power rise a lot.
the other side.
Just like Lu Bu's black-maned horse, he has indeed learned a little charm.
"Fight against three thousand wolves alone."
"Suppress the Shimadzu bandits with two hooves!"
Following Tadahiro Shimadzu, the Shimadzu family stepped into this battlefield, and the only young descendant, Toyohisa Shimadzu, was trampled under the feet of a black-maned horse. His face was full of humiliation, and he wanted to commit seppuku on the spot.
But there is nothing to do.
In the battle just now, the black-maned horse shattered Toyohisa Shimadzu's sword, not only that, but even Wakizawa was not spared.
Like Yoshihiro Shimadzu, the uncle and nephew share the same emotion:
Why are demons so rich now?
To have such a magical weapon.
It's ridiculous to say that, as a famous family for four hundred years, Toyohisa, the direct descendant of Shimadzu, has everything on his body, that is, the armor. From the beginning to the end, he can't compare with the black-maned horse.
Weapons are inferior to people.
Armor is not as good as people.
Strength is not as good as human beings.
The key is that scolding is no match.
But being trampled under the horse's hoof for so long, Toyohisa Shimadzu also slowly accepted the reality. He only hoped that his uncle would triumph as soon as possible and slaughter the beast on his head.
And the black-maned horse stepped on the young pirate general, feeling a steady stream of power coming up from under its hooves, Fang Tian's painted halberd shone with divine light, and chopped on a group of pirates.
Dozens of people were cut off at the waist immediately, and the incision was extremely smooth.
Seeing this, it laughed out loud again.
"I see you and others are like ants and mosquitoes!"
"Come up and lead the death!"
As the master, Lu Li stood not far away and watched silently. He felt that if he threw the head of Shimadzu Yoshihiro, the Satsuma ghost, at this time, the effect would definitely be full.
"Before Master Shimadzu returns, it's time to end this farce."
In the middle of the battlefield.
A vigorous little old man looked around. The family warriors were killed one by one, and Feng Jiu was trampled under by the demon king of the horse clan. His eyes were tearing apart.
After a lot of fighting, many team commanders already knew that this group of aquatic monsters from the Chanjin River had no intention of participating in this battle at all.
The so-called Chanjin River Water God is even more unheard of.
Therefore, Kawakami Tadachi, who realized something was wrong, decided to retreat, leave this area temporarily, and stop fighting meaninglessly.
Ever since, after losing Shimadzu Yoshihiro, a phantom of a demon god reappeared over the Satsuma Legion, covering the sky and blocking out the sun, and its momentum could be called majestic.
The knife light flickered.
A ray of light was slashed by the demon god with a samurai sword, and it slashed straight at the mighty black-maned horse.
A sense of crisis permeated the whole body.