East

It sounded like something he said when he was finding fault and fighting.

According to the usual practice between the two, it can be guessed that between the deadly enemies who killed each other, there must be another big fight to kill each other.

After all, there was never a day when the two of them didn't want to completely defeat each other,? Then they found a shovel and buried the person in front of them on the spot,? In this case, the two of them would not be polite to each other.

But it happened at this moment when someone who had just woken up from the dead body said these words.

Gu Motou, who usually has a bad mouth and a vicious personality, unexpectedly froze his expression for the first time and did not fight back immediately.

Then the long-haired devil who had been sleeping next to the bed from last night to now didn't immediately turn his back on the other party to make noise,? He just lowered his eyes to look at the men's clothing that he finally had the chance to wear back once, and stared at him with a complex and indescribable expression. He pursed his lips and said indifferently,

"You mean, even though I'm wearing men's clothes now? I'm still being taken advantage of like Molizhitian?"

This,? You know it's wrong as soon as you hear it.

No matter how much the young Buddha and he liked to attack each other before, they were never polite when speaking to each other, and they could feel that Gu Donglai actually minded such things.

In other words,? Gu Donglai really cared about how he looked in his eyes.

Obviously in this person's own eyes, different identities such as male and female, good and evil,? Buddha and demon are all things that he can let his heart do as he pleases.

In his opinion, the clothes worn on people are also equal or have no gender at all. He may wear whatever he is in a good mood or not.

As for what outsiders think of him, he is arrogant and conceited in his heart, and he has already seen through the limitations of the world's vision, and now he doesn't care at all.

But as for how the person in front of him specifically defines him, Gu Donglai does seem to care about it unconsciously occasionally.It's like treating him as an opponent in fate, even if you don't say it,? He still has a sense of respect and recognition that two people must stand on the same level in the eyes of the other party.

"If you don't want to see it, I'll walk away."

At the moment, the person was leaning against the head of the bed, and the devil who had slept all night didn't want to say anything, so he unbuttoned a button on the sleeve of his shirt with one hand and wanted to stand up from the ground.

There was nothing wrong with his tone at first glance.But judging from the emotion shown by his long hair hanging down and only his chin showing, he should be unhappy.

— Just like last night.

Obviously, letting go of misunderstandings and not explaining is not the style of the person behind him at all.So at the moment when Gu Donglai leaned over to stand up, a person who was indifferent and often silent, with no trace of a living person on his body, stretched out his hand to grab his arm, and spoke again up.

"No."

"..."

This time he seized the opportunity, and said to the black-haired Buddha who wanted to hold him with a hand wrapped in white gauze from behind.

Then, a certain prince, with his black semi-long hair that was not even a bit messy and untidy even after a night of coma, let it fall on the bridge of his nose and eyes, and seemed to close his eyes and think hard for a long time before he came up with a sentence. Pulling him like a word, he moved his pale lips and said,

"That's not what I meant."

"If, because I was conceited and slighted your words just now, and made you feel offended and displeased, I solemnly say sorry to you, Gu Donglai."

This is not like what the two of them usually say.When Gu Donglai heard what he said, he obviously stiffened his shoulders, and the expression that turned his back to him and didn't look back for a while seemed wrong.

Immediately afterwards, on the premise that neither of them knew what they were thinking.

The long-haired devil first raised his arm to the side, took the initiative to wave away the hand that was still holding his arm, and then moved a little away from him to the other side of the bed, and then played with the flower in his hand behind his back. The white Buddha flower came to say something.

"Please don't say such things in the future. You don't think there is a problem at all, but they are actually very offensive."

"Even if you don't care whether others will be angry or not, and dare to be angry with you. What you said just now, the person who should apologize most is not me, but Molizhitian."

Didn't expect him to say that to himself.

It was the first time that a prince who was educated in reverse by others turned his unfocused eyes on him, and listened quietly, listening to Gu Donglai without interrupting,

"Because you haven't talked to anyone for too long, you don't understand what other people are thinking, so when you open your mouth, it's like asking someone to trouble you."

"You can also say what you want because you don't care what others think of you, or whether you will be hurt by your words."

"But before I took the initiative to find trouble with Tantra and Sun Moonlight this time, Molizhitian did nothing at all except disapprove of my actions as a demon from her standpoint. I have indeed killed many, many people. There is nothing to deny the fact, but she is just a little girl who is well protected by the people around her, so her thoughts are very simple and she is very carefree. You don't need to say such things every now and then, as if you are belittling others. Of course, you may not think so much at all, but other people will not think so."

"She also has people who treat her sincerely as a treasure. Only by respecting others can you win others' respect for you."

This was the first time in Gu Donglai's history that he took the initiative to evaluate people.

In the past, he never took the initiative to comment on the good and evil of others.

Even if he has a grudge against him, Sun Moonlight is determined to let the other party die.

He is also capable of doing things, and resolves grievances and grievances with the other party in the most direct and fair way that can defeat each other in person, and he will never say anything behind his back.

It's good to say that Gu Donglai is chic and proud, or that he is confident and frank, and always has an empathy that can understand everything despite everything else.

But his personality is just like this. He pursues freedom in everything he wants, and despises the seemingly unbreakable rules in the eyes of ordinary people. At the same time, he will put aside prejudices, grievances and many unworldly views to follow the emotions in his heart.

It is precisely because he has love and hate in his heart and he is free and easy.

This person who is born to pursue strength and strength, is strong and confident and does not stick to the immediate predicament will never change his way of life because of anything.

As he said this, he still maintained the posture of sitting alone on the ground, leaning his back against the side of the bed lightly, and then brought the blooming white Buddha flower to his nose and sniffed it comfortably. As if he really thought so in his heart, he said,

"If a little girl like her is your younger sister, older sister, or the closest relative around you."

"You will understand why Sunshine is so careful to protect her. Apart from her appearance, the simplicity and cleanliness of her heart is the most rare thing in the world. She is now innocent, naive, and ignorant at her age. She deserves it, being able to be protected by the person she likes for the rest of her life, and living carefree like a little girl is also a good thing."

"With someone I like by my side to accompany her and protect her, I don't have to live a life of ups and downs, hardships and hardships. There is nothing wrong with it. Not everyone wants to suffer and suffer all their lives. Only the one who holds the thread in his dead hand Only the vitality can survive.”

At this moment, the ferocity and brutality of running through the sea of ​​blood and massacring alone in the dark faded away. The long-haired handsome man in front of him who was as gentle as his lover was talking and admiring the flowers in his hand.

He talked about other people's affairs, but his tone was very flat, even a kind of coolness that he had already seen through everything in his heart, but he had never told anyone about it.

The soft and fragrant white petals, and his perfect lips with no flaws, and the tip of his nose touch each other intimately, making it unclear whether it is flowers kissing people, or people are kissing flowers at the same time. The fragrance that is completely different from the gorgeous floral fragrance when he is usually murderous and crazy spreads lightly.

The fragrance of flowers is much weaker than usual because his murderous intentions are not enough.

But this scene made it even more obvious that Gu Donglai, who once regained his masculine attire, has an indescribably masculine personality charm.He is different from the appearance of holding a Jiedao in women's clothing, which is gorgeous and enchanting, and can take off a person's head with a single knife. Such a handsome and extraordinary man can make any man and woman in the world fall in love with him.

As the Diamond Sutra says, all conditioned dharmas are like dreams and bubbles.It is like dew and electricity, so it should be viewed as such.

All appearances are false.If you see all appearances and non-appearances, you will see the Tathagata.Someone watching this scene couldn't help thinking with indifferent eyes but inexplicably focused.

But let's put aside the current external conspiracy between the gods and the Buddha and the truth that is still unclear at this moment.

He seems to have a good impression of Molizhitian, a princess who everyone likes, which is very thought-provoking.Although after knowing his real side, the premise of Gu Donglai's unilateral "seeing sex" towards Molizhitian basically no longer exists.

But if I remember correctly, the reason why he found fault with robbing someone's future buddhist couple in the first place was to force him to marry him.

What's more, as early as four years ago, it was said that the No. [-] Demon Bodhisattva in the Desire Realm had already broken into Tantric Buddhism and stole someone's portrait once, which made the other person who heard what he said a little—

At that moment, a certain prince stared at his 'handicapped' with a dead face and opened his mouth.

"My hand hurts."

Hearing his words, Gu Motou, who was enjoying the morning dew and the fragrance of flowers, closed his eyes as if he was deaf, and opened his mouth to argue with him habitually.

"Your hand hurts, it's none of my business. I've already taken medicine, so what do you want to do? Since it hurts so much, should I send you to amputate now?"

I just taught him not to scold others all the time, and now this person is satirizing himself again. Some people feel that Gu is not polite to him, but he seems to be so capricious that he can say what he wants only to him. No further comments were made.

But then, a certain prince just continued to maintain a dead face that he would go on talking even after being scolded, and continued to raise his hands of the 'disabled' who was staring at him indifferently and indifferently.

"But now I also need the protection of others. Why is there no one in this world who can protect me well, so that I can always be a carefree 'little girl'."

"..."

With his cold face, a certain prince said a cold joke, let alone a joke that people would not even believe in ghosts. He didn't feel that there was a big difference between himself and a real "little girl".

If it weren't for the time I met him.Is he still the same as he is now, looking down at all living beings and playing cold violence, and at the same time he looks like a second-year-old patient who is so boring that he is so boring. Gu Motou, who is staring at him with a strange face, wonders if he has been out of his mind in the past five years What accident left the question.

Has this person gone to become a Buddha after so long, or has he gone to see a doctor?

Why is it that he is even sicker now than this demon?Gu Motou, who was on the verge of being irritated, couldn't bear it and thought to himself.

But I have to say that at this moment, his hands are wrapped in bloody white gauze, his face is pale, and he sits with his head down on the big purple bed that once forced him and tortured him for several days. This person is indeed a man pretending to be weak Capital.

Because, compared to the "female dodder flower" Molizhitian in the eyes of outsiders.

This prince of the Buddhist kingdom who can destroy two demon bodhisattvas with one shot, and broke the arms of the tree king bodhisattva as soon as he comes up, has 17 Buddha heads, which is the real "male dodder flower" face.

Those long eyelashes, big eyes, white skin that hasn't been exposed for a long time, and naturally pale lips that look like flower petals, but with such a small injury, it seems that they can fall to the ground and crawl without being able to get up. Sick temperament.

Even if this person is completely naked now, the upper body belonging to a man has the same eight-pack abs as Gu Donglai, and the mermaid line is still exposed no matter how thin he is.

This male dodder flower who likes to hide herself and is extremely insidious has the capital to pretend to be weak with others.

Looking at this person, and remembering that he had chopped up dozens of people outside last night and had to carry a big living person back covered in blood, Gu Donglai almost wanted to wonder who the two of them should be by others all day long. Scolding people who are neither male nor female.

Those who call him unmanly just because he likes to dress like women should literally have their eyes plucked out.

Thinking about this, the silent Gu Motou stared at the big Jiedao on his lap with a gloomy face, thinking that his brain just got hot last night, because this male dodder can always confuse the enemy at critical moments. So after carrying him back, he didn't take the opportunity to beat him up and kill him.

Gu Motou, who was already 1 upset in his heart, stood up abruptly from the ground, and threw himself on the dead man on the bed, who was not very good at fighting. He grabbed the guy's leg from the front again, and got up from the bed. The big Jiedao that was thicker than a human waist began to torture him.

"Okay, since your hand is so painful now, I'll give you... just chop it off, please, stretch out your hand to me, and I'll chop it off for you right away!"

With these words, Gu Motou himself judged that he would 'die together' with him again.

The person on the bed really can't move his hands now, and his reaction is relatively slow. He can only be pushed down from the front by the other party and lie back on the bed. He struggles and moves to the side, and picks up a pillow to resist the big Jiedao in his hand.

But it's not over yet.

Because accompanied by another pillow on the bed, Gu Donglai picked it up step by step and accurately counterattacked this person's face. The moment the two of them staggered and attacked each other with the pillow, they were already like two children. wrestled together.

"Gu Donglai, I said don't bite me, don't take off my pants, step on my feet, and spit on me."

Someone who is still not in his hand has been dealt with for a round by him, so he can barely say so.

"...I just want to bite you. Not only do I want to bite you, but I also want to tear off your pants, step on your feet, and spit on you?"

The devil, who used the family's excellent tradition of killing three tricks, also sneered.

"Then I will 'fight back'."

Someone said so.

"come on!"

"Fight back! How dare you fight back! I'm going to kill you right now! You can't even say thank you!"

"Pervert! Crazy! You used to be very good at tying people up with ropes! You were very good at chaining people up with handcuffs and chains, right? If you come up again, you will stab me without saying a word! Who knows what you are going to do! You think you are a Buddhist prince! Isn’t it! Everyone will listen to you! I will use this pillow as a magic weapon now, and then I will blow the head of you, the Buddha!”

But this 'beating and scolding' is said to be revenge, but it is also closer to children's slapstick.

Immediately afterwards, the two men, who were evenly matched in strength and size, were fighting, shoving and scratching each other's necks, and they had quickly switched positions.

At this moment, the "vulnerable group" Prince Randeng himself, who was still being bullied by the long-haired devil, turned over and fell on Gu Donglai.

This made Gu Donglai, who was fighting vigorously with him, think that he was going to plot against him from behind and grab the pillow next to him with his backhand, but at this moment, someone had already lowered his head, trying to wrap his hands around his shoulders from the front and halfway behind him. The person who hugged him put his chest against his back, maintained a cold attitude and was talking to him about a private topic, and let the black hair fall into his ear.

"Gu Donglai."

"..."

Calling his name again, a certain prince paused, and then moved closer to him and opened his mouth.

"What I just meant was not to say that Molizhitian is not good-looking."

"What I want to say is that you are also very good-looking. Gu Donglai, you are very good-looking, and everything about you is very good."

A person who is obviously not good at talking, and who is even cold when he speaks, said such words to him personally, and no one dared to believe that it was true.But this very soft whisper, which can only be heard with careful listening at the current distance between the two of them, quieted the originally normal atmosphere of fighting between the two.

"I also understand what you said just now, so I apologize to her now."

"Although I don't know how to be a person who can speak like others, I will learn to think clearly about the meaning of every sentence in my mouth before talking to others, and not to be annoying, rude, indifferent, and indifferent. A person who is in every mood of others.”

"Also, thank you."

The words were low, slow, and also with the seriousness of some previously trapped things in my heart after being untied.

Because every word in his mouth is true, every word is trying to say it out of his throat, so his breath is terribly light.But this kind of him is also full of emptiness in the heart of this person who seems to be made of the thinnest and whitest paper, who will disappear at any time, pure and spotless.

Prince Randeng, who was born with an oil lamp after being irrigated by the most pure and bright Dharma in the three thousand Dharma world, is a Buddha who was born to belong to Buddhism.

Everything he possessed innately made him a pure white light, but sometimes, the light that falls from the shadow side shines through the way to death.

But this made his life doomed to be as lonely and lonely as oil falling on a candlestick. It was difficult to understand the emotions of ordinary people, and he was always as cold as a dead person.

When the lamp is on, it is light, and when the lamp is off, there is darkness before his eyes.But this irrelevant light and darkness have nothing to do with him, a cold tool that can only be used to shine on others.

And obviously, even when this person was a mortal, he was indifferent to everyone and everything, and he didn't want to explain a word to anyone, probably this is a sentence that really took him a long time to say. .

Therefore, Gu Donglai's jaw, who was held by this man's shoulders with his legs and waist half pressed down as if in a fight, only paused when he heard these words.

The seductive long curly hair that is long on the back and shoulders hangs down and falls to his cheeks because he is lying on his stomach now, and it is impossible to see his expression now.

But like two fierce horses who don't obey each other, they always bump into each other, so that both of them tame each other's body and heart. After this experience, it seems that each of them has let each other go for a while, and nothing can happen. Without saying much, he let go of the other party and sat up.

At that moment, Gu Donglai didn't answer anything, he just touched his waist symbolically with his arm to signal him to get up.

The man behind him gently loosened his gauze-wrapped hand and let him go.

Seeing this, Gu Donglai quickly stroked his long hair and turned over. When he took the initiative, he kept his distance and returned to the bedside where he was still eight feet away from the person behind him. The big black Jiedao that had been used as a blood sacrifice once again was grasped in his hand, and he found a clean cloth and began to wipe along the blade from top to bottom.

For a moment, the atmosphere seemed not as bad as before.

But if you say yes, it won't go anywhere.At this time, Gu Mo looked like a person looking for something to say, he wiped the knife and looked at the person behind him through the reflection on the blade and said something.

"You are not thirsty, do you want to drink hot water?"

But after lying down for too long, a certain prince whose mind was temporarily out of touch with the real society began to offend others with the truth.

"I injured my hand, why do I need to drink hot water now."

Gu Motou, who was blocked again, felt ashamed by his serious questioning, so he narrowed his eyes viciously, picked up the Jiedao, and held it up like a cruel demon to threaten him.

"You can just take it as a hand and exercise it, can't you? Science has already said that people who are sick should drink plenty of water. Drinking more hot water can lead to a long life. Haven't you heard of this sentence? Give me a quick drink go down."

"..."

It's a strange thing that two unscientific beings are here discussing some scientific truth.

A certain prince who was so confused by him that he seemed to be unable to refute anything now fell silent. He could only slowly raise his inconvenient hand like a disabled person, and then picked up the cup with both hands, like a patient coerced by the devil. He really obediently moved to his pale lips and drank it obediently.

"Is it hot?"

"Not hot."

"Are you still drinking?"

"Okay, thank you."

This certain prince, who was like a cold-blooded ghost a few days ago, had a weak face, holding a cup in his hands and drinking water slowly, and he also knew how to say thank you to others. For some reason, there was a strong sense of déjà vu.

So much so that Gu Motou supervised him like a stepmother in the future, and he knew what he was doing now because he was cute and harmless, and he added a thank you at the end to show that he actually didn't have any malicious intentions.

Gu Dong came to see that he had finally woken up after the last wave of hunting, so he asked him such a sentence as if he remembered something.

"The man in the moonlight, and his moon consciousness, have all been taken away by you."

"Why do you ask me where he is? Didn't he have been beaten like that by you before and is almost dying."

Hearing what he said, someone stared back at the side face of the long-haired devil knowingly.

"When did I say that I really wanted to kill him? I didn't really want him to die in the first place, otherwise you thought he could say so many useless nonsense in front of me that day, and he could wait until you actually showed up later. Well, and if he is really dead, I really can't explain anything now, and those who chased me would have even more reason to kill me once and for all, then since he is so useful, you will completely kill him No matter where you throw it, you will fend for yourself.”

Gu Donglai, who is cunning and insidious by nature, propped up his knees, stared at the big Jiedao in his hand as if he didn't even need to think about it, and then put it horizontally on his lap, before lifting his chin , looked up with his eyes half a smile and answered.

"You are the one who promised to save me from hell with your own hands, my Buddha. How can you be willing to let your lovely and pitiful disciple be framed by those 'bad guys' again? You can't explain it. You must have thought of everything for me long ago. The disciples are your people, so there is no need to be afraid of those people, right?"

As he spoke, this man, who was clearly not wearing women's clothes, but who had begun to look like a monster, curled up beside the bed with a boneless face, and played with his hands high up, spilling the long hair on the bed behind him. .

And this kind of model that because the two people's survival beliefs and ways of doing things are too similar, they don't need to be too nonsense in doing anything.

It surpassed the feeling that they just wanted each other to lose all the time, and began to step into a feeling that the life and death of the two were truly intertwined.

Separate and equal from body to soul.

It is never necessary to submit to this person, admit defeat, compromise and tolerate.Instead, they must work hand in hand to defeat all opponents and enemies. This is something that will never change in the two of them.

"He is in the hands of two people who can protect his life now, and who will definitely not be found by people from the Desire Realm. Don't worry for now. Those two people will also protect Situ Yuejing's life until the last moment in the process. .”

Thinking of this, someone who obviously did something quietly again seems to feel that Gu Donglai is about to get rid of all the haze on his body and restore his nature in a real sense, and also seems to be aware of a certain intention in his heart at this moment. asked him once.

"What are you going to do now?"

"...What to do, haha...hahaha! You say I can do anything with a demon, why don't you tell me what I want to do most right now? Huh?"

Hearing this, he muttered to himself, the long-haired devil who had been wiping the knife all night, and the entire blade was now a little reflective, just laughed wantonly and evilly, and threw it away at his feet. The piece of cloth, propping up his knees with the handle of the knife, slowly stroked the knife with his fingers over the knife to stop the desire to kill, and said against his back.

"I've been chased by people and can only run away like a weak person who can only hang his head down. Don't you think it's cool, but I feel very uncomfortable. Since I have been surrounded so many times before, why don't I take advantage of it now? The two desires and poisons can't do it, so instead of those people coming to kill me, it would be more enjoyable and enjoyable for me to go directly to kill him."

"What Buddhism, what world of desire, what hell and tree king Bodhisattva, even if these people all become my enemies in the end, so what if they want to kill me together."

"A person must choose whether to be a Buddha or a demon in order not to be hated by others in his whole life. Isn't that as boring as a person who can only choose to be a man or a woman?"

"..."

"It is not necessary for a person to choose to be a Buddha or a demon, good or evil, male or female all his life just to keep himself from being disliked by others. He should be himself first, not be the same as others."

"As you said before, a person who is not afraid of anything should be able to face up to every aspect of his body and heart. Therefore, those of them who can only be rigid and boring to the end of their lives should not try to control me and lock me up. I, I have never belonged to any of these people. I can go wherever I want and do whatever I want. In this world, you can only control your destiny if you hold the initiative in your own hands. Have you ever seen anyone who is obedient and always obeys the orders of others? Those who execute it will live to the end."

"If I had been a person like Sunshine who has always been loyal to the Dharma in my heart, I might have died hundreds of times. If I had really chosen to degenerate to the point of being completely hopeless at that time, I would not have waited until now. Opportunity, to walk out of hell again, at any time, I am always my own, no one can make my heart really obey, this is who I am."

"..."

These words are really too Gu Donglai.But these words are really only worthy of being said by people like him.

He just wants to be an enemy of everyone in the world, so what if he despises all living beings and becomes a person who is not a Buddha, a demon, or a human.Buddha can't kill him, demon can't control him, hell can't trap him anymore, so what can anyone else in this world do to him.

"The only way to make yourself enemyless is... to kill your enemies all at once before they try to kill you."

As he said that, the long-haired lunatic in front of him, and the number one dangerous element in the Three Thousand Dharma World, was obviously going to run out again, going crazy to find fault and arrest people for 'doing bad things'.

That's because it's broad daylight and I haven't had time to put on makeup yet, but I can't help rubbing my dark black fingers on my lips, and I pull them upwards evilly and excitedly. A sharp and eye-catching knife light was reflected between his brows.

The posture in his body that seems to be able to cut through all the creatures in front of him with a single knife has become so mad and vicious that it is almost unstoppable.

And under the reflection of the black sword blade in his hand, his face, which has not seen the light for a long time and is tortured by lust for a long time, sometimes scratches with his hands to relieve the pain, has a pale and unhealthy complexion wearing a yaksha mask all year round.

And, on this face... the 'secret' that he didn't want to be seen was revealed at the same time.

Because, on his two slender and evil browbones, there are two bright red scars growing in the center of his brows like mandalas.

These two were pierced into his flesh and blood with a sharp weapon by someone himself, and the flesh and skin were dug out from his body, so that the two clusters of blood red remained in the center of his eyebrows like magic flowers forever.

In other words, these two blood holes are still bright red and painful after so many years.

It used to be the body of Buddha and Bodhisattva in his life.

"Now, there are only two desire poisons left."

"If it happens, just kill them all while having a fit. Anyway, before I am tortured to death, I will drag all those people to hell to taste that feeling together. This kind of 'fun' thing is not acceptable. Just let me suffer alone, I think everyone might as well die together."

"Anyway, instead of rushing down and hacking people to death with the knife in your hand like before, it would be more enjoyable to let them taste the feeling of being plotted against. Killing people is not about morality, just thinking about such a cool thing, I just can't wait now."

And the long-haired demon, whose mind was indescribably anxious and eager for blood, and whose hands were about to be soaked in the blood of living people, closed his eyes and fell back lazily and comfortably in this sitting position.

Then he turned the blade in his hand backwards and reflected it on the face of someone behind him. Then he pressed his black nails on his upper lip and slid down to the Adam's apple of his neck in an ambiguous and seductive way, and hooked him with the Buddha flower. Hook fingers,

"So, my Buddha."

"Would you like to... tonight also go find 'death' with your disciples, and then see for yourself whether the beauty of this flower is more beautiful, or the souls of the dead without burials under my knife? "

This sentence heralds an impending murderous remark.

In this way, as night fell again, the intersection between the world of gods and Buddhas and the real world gradually became blurred.

Over the past few days, the two sides of the good and the evil, the Buddha and the devil, have been constantly seeing each other. The surface world, which is close to the final truth, can no longer tolerate the betrayers and those who destroy this deadlock. The filthy power at the other end of the darkness is also invading this world——

"Three Wrathful Heavens, you can be regarded as returning to the underworld. Is the Tree King Bodhisattva the devil and where is the whereabouts of the burning lamp prince..."

"Don't worry, all the Buddhas of the Yin Division have come tonight. As long as we take the initiative to attack, we can kill that devil and that trash-like Prince Burning Lamp by surprise. When I catch that trash prince, I will kill him this time." Chop off the hand, let those Arhats and Bodhisattvas in Daleiyin Temple see the power of our Buddhist disciples who came out of hell."

"Haha, of course, we are the real Buddha Arhats. Anyway, Natun Buddha Peacock and Prince Randeng are the tantric gang of idiots who have been used time and time again by us to voluntarily use them as murder tools and have been besieged repeatedly. It's been several times, and I know they won't last long, if we take action now, we will definitely be able to beat the seriously injured two into reincarnation..."

"Tonight, the east, south, west, and north are all ours. No matter how strong the two of them are, wherever the world is and where they go tonight is the Asura Hell. It is impossible for these two people to escape together this time." Out of our palms."

"That's right, my Yin Division will definitely make a move this time and successfully capture them to the real hell to 'confess'."

"Thinking about the year when King Ksitigarbha made a vow, Hell would not be empty and he would never become a Buddha. Who would have thought that Hell is full of talented people today, and everything about Ksitigarbha and him has passed away. Hell is no longer the hell it used to be. The hell in front of you is what it really should look like!"

These words, standing in front of the gate of the Yin Division with dark clouds and thunder and lightning behind him, the black-haired one-eyed Yin Division Guardian with a golden hammer in his hand said fiercely and arrogantly, even accompanied by a very ironic and mocking laugh.

A turbulent black river, and all the arhats gathered on the surrounding mountains and rocks roared with Sanskrit sounds, and the group of Yinsi Bodhisattvas who were incarnated by black Buddha light also correspondingly left the gloomy stone statues with him, posing to Looking for the whereabouts of the two who had been showing signs before, directly launched another bloody hunt.

But tonight, by the dark river in hell that separates this world from hell.

Before the wave of hunters gathered here could take any action to look for the two prey in the world, the three wrathful heavens and the demon Buddhas who had just walked out of the statue of the ancient Buddha mountain here had already seen a wave floating in the distance. The small boat, a Sanskrit sound like a humming song, and a familiar and ghostly scent of flowers——

"In the pool of seven treasures, the nine grades appear, and the eight merits and virtues are full of water."

"Practists who believe in vows hold the name and read the name, and board the boat of supreme wonderful enlightenment together."

The Sanskrit sound from the man's mouth, and the smell of the blood that had been killed here brought a killing atmosphere that made the whole body feel cold, trembling, and trembling.

The long-haired figure on the boat was shrouded in dark clouds and thunder, and only his hands with black nails were vaguely seen resting on the side of the boat, a piece of land belonging to women.