Chapter 928 927 Destroy King Ming

Chapter 928 927. Destroy King Ming

“You’ll know once you try it.”

It was a heated question and answer, but the two sides did not start fighting immediately. On the contrary, neither Mo Cheng nor Wu Xin made any move, as if the tense posture between the two was just pretentious.

"I have a question. Are you interested in telling me who came to you? Or tell me who is blocking the way behind you?"

Wu Xin was naturally unable to answer Mo Cheng's questions. The corner of his mouth was slightly raised, as if it was ridicule but also pity, "Why do you need to know more when you bother yourself? My goal today is only Yue Yao. Turn around and leave or die here." , the person behind the scenes and what will be the obstruction later have nothing to do with you."

I don't know whether it was the thunder in the sky that made Wuxin feel a strong crisis, or whether the price offered by the person who wanted to kill Yueyao was not high enough. Wuxin seemed to avoid expanding the dispute as much as possible.

As he said, his goal was just to kill Yueyao.

As for the Dragon Elephant Buddha...

That's another thing.

"Wow, I can actually give you good advice, but it's a pity that I don't listen to advice."

Not only did he not listen to the advice, the smile on Mo Cheng's face was full of ferocity and ferocity. To Wu Xin, he looked like Shura or King Ming. They were not good people anyway, and they looked like they were only here to cause trouble and kill people.

The talented Qilin scholar is more warlike than he thought.

Wu Xin is not the kind of guy who doesn't care about anything and just rushes in to kill someone after receiving a commission.

On the contrary, he always had a solid plan when doing things, whether it was killing his master Shan Vajra, injuring the leader and fleeing, or even killing dozens of people from the [Prajna Sect] who came to him.

All these achievements were achieved after considerable planning.

What Wu Xin said was not a lie. If Mo Cheng and the others were really willing to turn around and leave, he would naturally not waste time and energy to force them to stay.

But Mo Cheng refused to leave, which was naturally what he expected.

Is it because of [Qilin Talented Scholar]’s pride and arrogance, or...

Wu Xin glanced past Mo Cheng and glanced at his target, Chief Yue Yao of [Nanli Dao Domain].

It seems that it is not something that cannot be understood by young Muai.

What's more, a woman as charming and wealthy as the one in charge of Yueyao has never lacked the pursuit of the opposite sex.

It seems to be a very normal thing to have an extra [Qilin Talent] under the pomegranate skirt.

In his mind, he kept guessing about the relationship between Mo Cheng and Yue Yao from the most suitable angle, and at the same time, Wu Xin conducted experiments based on this guess.

"Red skull, red face and white bones, ink donor, please know that although the skin is beautiful, it will eventually turn into soil."

With Wu Xin's words, the world in Mo Cheng's eyes began to change.

I saw that Wu Xin's handsome appearance began to rot, and then the rotten flesh fell off. Not only the skin, but also the eyes, internal organs, and even the brain, everything was rotting and separated from his body.

Mo Cheng could even smell the stench that hit his nose after the rot reached the extreme.

At the same time, Mo Cheng's ears were keen to hear the sound of something falling to the ground behind him. Even without looking back, he knew that those people behind him should be like Wu Xin, with their skin turned into rotten flesh and only white bones left. .

"The White Bones Concept, breaking away from self-grasping, and the concept of non-duality of form and space to you, has become a means of interfering with others."

Mo Cheng couldn't help but shake his head, "If you can't seek purity yourself, why do you want to be embarrassed by others?"

As a guy with the nickname "Great Killing Monk", plus his own mental martial arts, it is "Zen". Although the three teachings that constitute the main elements of the mental martial arts are all side branches of swordsmanship, theoretically He said that Mo Cheng understood the Three Teachings.

"All conditioned phenomena are like bubbles in a dream, like dew or lightning, and should be viewed as such. If Donor Mo is really able to break through the superficial appearance, how can he be able to capture my white bones view?"

"I think your understanding of Buddhism is biased."

Mo Cheng grinned. He quite likes this kind of argument. Although it is not like the arena, it is centered on the other party's direct family members, with one hundred years as the vertical axis, and it goes deep into the soul in 360 degrees without any blind spots. of communication. But Mo Cheng has quite a lot of experience in letting Buddhist disciples break their defenses.

"The law is lawless. If there is no law, it is also law. Now that it is lawless, how could law be law? Great monk, you are in trouble."

The air between the two people solidified, as if even breathing had stopped, and all [vibrations] and [movements] had stopped.

Dead silence.

"Slander the law and heresy!"

Mo Cheng and Wu Xin simultaneously let out loud shouts that shook the sky.

Immediately, Wu Xin took the lead, and Wu Xin transformed into a white-bone Bodhisattva, sitting on a lotus platform made of corpses, with six arms holding a spine sword, a skull rosary, a leg bone staff, a small arm burning lamp, a human skin drum, and a rib halberd.

The coercive momentum was overwhelming, and everyone heard a voice that could not be refused or blocked, crazily whispering the practice methods of [White Bone Temple] in their ears. They all felt that the flesh and skin on their bodies were about to move, like He was an eighteen-year-old child who was admitted to a foreign university. He was so determined that he wanted to leave his body as if he were leaving home.

Among the cavalry, some warriors with relatively low cultivation level struggled to resist the life-threatening chants in their ears with all their strength, but their bodies were already covered with dense bloodstains, as if something was pulling him from all directions, trying to cut him into pieces. .

"Bone Bodhisattva..."

Mo Cheng looked at the White Bone Bodhisattva that he had unintentionally released and couldn't help but admire. Although the guy in front of him didn't follow any serious Buddhist Zen like himself, the White Bone Bodhisattva who had taken a different approach made him take a high look.

"It's interesting, so I'll let you come and see my [Zen]."

"I heard that the World-Honored One said: King Ming is the wrath of the Buddha and destroys everything."

Boom!

The entire world of bones shook. A huge blood-colored demon with three heads and six arms, and a vertical eye between his brows rose from the earth.

As soon as this bloody demon appeared, his vertical eyes immediately opened, and endless flames and ice shot out from the vertical eyes.

Wherever the demon god looked, an endless sea of ​​​​fire ignited, burning everything. At the same time, terrifying extreme cold condensed, freezing everything to pieces.

Between the terrifying extreme heat and extreme cold, everything turned into powder.

"King Ming!!!"

In the whirlpool of destruction formed by extreme heat and cold, the distorted scream of the Bone Bodhisattva came. At the same time, he used the true fire of Samadhi and activated the active skill [Arctic Shock] of [Shiva's Guardian], immediately causing the Bone Bodhisattva to The world where the Bodhisattva lives is like opening his eyes to Shiva, Parvati dancing, and the power of destruction sweeping everything in.

The Bone Bodhisattva was severely injured in just an instant when faced with this extremely intertwined power.

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