Chapter 258: Buddha's Sun Wheel

"What?" King Yan was horrified.

Feeling the blood in his body constantly draining away, the aura of Xie Que in front of him gradually became stronger.

Before, he did not take Xie Que seriously. After all, a boy who had just worshipped the gods, even if he was too powerful because of his prominent status, was nothing to him, King Yan.

But now, he was suppressed by this guy whom he looked down on.

Even if he used the magical power "Reincarnation of the Impure World" given by the gods, it was still the same.

The huge contrast made King Yan unwilling.

The magnificent blood mist fell from the sky, and two huge bone wings suddenly stretched out behind King Yan.

As the bone wings waved, the endless blood mist gradually formed a huge vortex in front of him.

The center of the vortex gradually turned into a huge pupil.

The war had burned to the extreme, and King Yan knew that he would not die.

But as a top figure in the Great Zhou for many years, his arrogance and kingly spirit did not allow him to be so frustrated.

King Yan hurt his foundation and reversed his body, and countless thoughts began to break.

The pupil in the center of the blood mist vortex also seemed more and more realistic. This pupil stared at Xie Que, which made Xie Que feel a little confused.

King Yan got rid of Xie Que's restraint in an instant, and his eyes were full of wildness and madness at this time.

He was first attacked by this blood pupil and lost all reason!

In the blood, King Yan swallowed the halberd in his hand into his stomach, and his figure began to become upright.

Three feet, four feet...

Until the height of more than ten feet, it was much higher than Xie Que, and then it stopped expanding.

In Xie Que's trance, a huge monster with a pale bone tail actually started from the crotch and stabbed all the way up.

The Zen Master Ji Chen on the side couldn't help but spit inwardly: "Despicable."

Although so, it was also known that King Yan was heading towards Xie Que's Dantian.

He must have discovered that this golden power was somewhat like blood, and the source of blood was from Dantian.

Although Xie Que was in a trance, his reaction was also very fast.

As his black hair fluttered, his clear eyes turned into a Vajra's angry eyes.

Vajra's angry eyes were a purple term that he rarely activated, and it also indicated that he was now in a state of true fire.

Before the two of them came into contact, the ground under their feet could no longer bear it and began to crack.

Several large cracks extended for hundreds of miles, countless dusts rose up, and the world became dark.

Xie Que's palm was facing down, and a huge Kasyapa seal was condensed on it.

This is to drink light and see darkness! It is also the palm that Xie Que has mastered most.

The killing intent of King Yan was boiling, and the powerful tail force penetrated the mountains and rivers.

The moment the two came into contact, the starlight was distorted.

Not only that, as the battle became increasingly fierce, King Yan became more and more crazy.

His power continued to rise, and Xie Que's fighting spirit also reached its peak.

The two of them fought fiercely, and the world was shaken!

The earth continued to fall, as if the sky was collapsing and the earth was splitting.

But as the power of King Yan continued to grow, Xie Que was also a little daunted.

If this endless increase continued, he would not be able to bear it.

The blood mist was so thick that Xie Que could not see clearly in front of him, but endless ghosts were mixed in it.

Under the gaze of the blood pupil, Xie Que's mind was constantly interfered with by these ghosts.

Fortunately, the entry of being invulnerable to ghosts and gods ensured that he would not be disturbed by these ghosts.

But those emotions poured into his brain, which really made Xie Que feel uncomfortable.

Between Xie Que's acupoints, the nearly infinite blood and qi turned into a golden ocean.

He tilted it down, and the loss of those ghosts was annihilated by more than a thousand.

But compared with the millions of ghosts, these thousands were just a drizzle.

Splash...

"Underground river..." A clear sound of running water suddenly awakened the violent Xie Que.

He began to flee.

But the blood-colored starlight seemed to be tracking his figure, making it impossible for Xie Que to escape, and at the same time making it impossible for the Zen Master Jichen outside to support him.

"This?" Dahei looked at the two masters beside him with some resentment: "The saint seems to be a little inferior to the King of Yan..."

The Zen Master Jichen nodded: "Human power is sometimes limited, but the power of God is endless..."

Speaking of this, the Zen Master couldn't help but sigh: "I'm afraid it's a bit difficult."

He turned his head and looked at Yan Guang beside him: "Old man, what do you think?"

Yan Guang shook his head and said nothing, just tacitly agreeing with the Zen Master Jichen's statement.

After all, Xie Que was in a mess at this time, and he fled downwards. No matter who looked at him, he was just the one being hunted.

King Yan let out a long howl in the air, his bright red hair dancing with blood-red flames, and rushed towards him with enough power to overturn the earth.

"Since you drank my blood, I will devour your soul!"

The bone claws condensed into thousands of dragon shadows, showing the power to tear the sky and split the earth, and rushed towards Xie Que's golden blood ocean.

The blood mist and the blood continued to consume each other.

Xie Que secretly cried out that it was not good.

These blood were all earned by himself with great effort, and every second was worth a meal.

Faster!

Faster!

Xie Que put his palms together, closed his eyes, as if he had entered a state of meditation.

The peerless blood of King Yan swept across with a mighty and fierce power, and connected to the evil star!

The tail strike below him was like a crescent mountain pressing down, whipping in the air, like the muffled thunder in March that echoed particularly loudly.

Xie Que condensed his palm and chanted silently.

"Buddha's Sun Wheel..." Master Ji Chen recognized this palm, which was the twelfth palm of Tianlong Zen.

But he had only seen the version inspired by Xie Que with ordinary martial arts, and had never seen the magical palm after obtaining the essence of Canglong.

As Xie Que turned his palm and transformed it, a huge palace suddenly appeared behind him.

Countless Buddhas sat on it, as if they were listening to the Buddha's lecture.

The Buddha raised his hand and a Buddha fire lit an oil lamp next to the lotus platform.

The oil lamp turned into a big sun in the next moment!

A mighty sun gradually rose, and the whole blood mist was rendered golden.

The blood turned into the sun in the sky, and the sun was merciful, shining on the endless ghosts and entering the reincarnation.

This palm shocked the earth, shook the sky, and saved the endless ghosts!

The endless light emitted by the sun also shocked King Yan at this moment, causing his offensive to stop.

For a moment, he wanted to put down the butcher knife in his hand and abandon his faith.

He immediately bowed down, bowed down under this brilliant sun, bowed down to the compassion of Buddha for all living beings.

"This..." The shock in the heart of Master Jichen was beyond description.

"This boy's talent... Alas..."

Yan Guang smiled at the master: "How is it?"

The master shook his head: "I am afraid that if the master is resurrected and uses this move, the power will be even stronger than before."

"A killing move actually contains the principle of saving people."

The next moment, Xie Que used his palm as a knife, and the shadow of his palm was like a snowy wind, twisting and turning, circling.

But unexpectedly, the direction he hit was not the King of Yan, but the land in front of him.

The last piece of dust turned into flying smoke and dissipated, and Xie Que finally saw the dark river hidden hundreds of meters underground.

A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth and he looked at the King of Yan: "Welcome to... my domain."