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Seven Killing Curse?

An Qisheng's heart moved. He didn't know what impact the great demon under the pagoda had suffered, but he recognized the Seven Killing Curse of Gods and Demons.

In the primordial mark of the **** of sun travel, he has seen this magical power show its sharpness more than once.

This supernatural power was fiercely killing, and left a very deep impression on the **** of the sun.

Then, the great demon suppressed under the pagoda...

Listening to the roar from under the pagoda, An Qisheng was unmoved. The Seven Killing Curse of God and Demon was tyrannical, and it was not enough to attract him to commit danger.

Yes, take the risk.

This big demon is not the most dangerous thing here, the most dangerous thing here is the pagoda itself.

"The second child of Kong you said is the number one demon in the world?"

An Qisheng shook the void lightly and asked questions.

Compared to the magical powers of the Seven Killing Curse of the God and Demon, what he cared more about was the memory in the mind of this great demon.

What happened in the battle of the Phoenix Emperor, what role did his own soul fragments play in it, and where is it now?

This is what An Qisheng cares most about.

"Ok?!"

The big demon under the pagoda seemed to be extremely shocked, and immediately raged with great anger: "Okay! I don't know who the uncle is, but I know the second son of Kong?"

The pagoda shook again, and the suppressed great demon underneath was a lot of indignation. Finally, it calmed down, and there was a rare trace of decadence in the voice:

"My uncle is much worse than him, much worse..."

The human race is difficult to practice, and the demon race is even more difficult to become a spirit. Those who can cultivate into a big demon have their own abilities, but some people or demon are beyond the limit of everyone's imagination.

Destined to be incomparable.

Thinking of the peerless appearance of the peacock in the memory, the big demon under the pagoda suddenly became somewhat distracted.

I don't know how many years I have been suppressed here. What kind of state should the peacock have reached?

An Qisheng listened quietly, and kept trying to capture the primordial mark of the great demon under the tower. Unfortunately, this stupa was quite mysterious, and it was even higher than his dreaming magical power at this time. The attempt failed.

"You know the second child of Kong, why don't you know my name as'Yuanmouren'?"

The great demon under the pagoda recovered from the silence, as if spying on An Qisheng through the pagoda, and said to himself: "Could someone wipe out the existence of some people?"

As he whispered to himself, he seemed to have some guesses, and his emotions slowly calmed down.

"Yuanmou Man?"

An Qisheng thought about it, this name did not appear in the memory of Riyou God.

It seems that an invisible hand really wiped out something.

"It seems that you really don't know...it's no wonder, after all, in the first battle, I waited and lost, so naturally I just rounded up and flattened..."

The great demon who claimed to be the'Yuanmouren' seemed to have recovered his calm, his voice was sonorous and powerful: "Are you afraid that I will calculate you and take your body? Is it?"

"Naturally not."

An Qisheng's divine will fluctuated, and with a light touch, a Buddha light intertwined with countless runes appeared and enveloped the entire huge tower.

"This light is not to prevent you from leaving, but to prevent others from approaching. Guess, if I touch this light, what will happen?"

An Qisheng's tone was calm.

His primordial spirit is weak, but his eyesight is still there, and the sharpness of his mind is not comparable to that of the half-remaining big demon in the tower.

As early as entering the sealed land here, he felt the danger.

In Dao Yitu, this place is called the "Great Demon Grave". In other words, in the absence of its own original track, this great demon could not get out of the trap until death.

Naturally, this is not just what the pagoda can do. Once someone touches the Buddha's light prohibition, it will be difficult to say.

A Seven Killing Curse of Gods and Demons is naturally not worth his personal risk.

"Thief bald donkey is so cruel, so cruel."

Yuanmou, who was suppressed by the pagoda and unable to perceive the restrictions outside, gritted his teeth, and his voice was unwilling:

"I still don't worry about dividing the corpse, I am ashamed to be the heir of that old thing..."

Even though there was endless unwillingness to resent and anger, Yuanmou's voice was still inaudible at the end of the speech, which seemed to have great fear.

"If you want to get out of trouble, it is absolutely not enough on your own. You must have external forces..."

An Qisheng landed on the square, and the surrounding spirits were taken by him, surrounded by his divine mind, and outlined a body.

"external force?"

Under the pagoda, Yuanmou didn't seem to hear him, and stared at An Qisheng through the pagoda: "Who are you?!"

At first, the people of Yuanmou only thought that this was the descendant of the Heaven-breaking Army, but later thought it was a little demon who strayed into this place.

But at this moment, this person is by no means as simple as he thought.

He was too calm.

Whether it's an ordinary person or a demon, if you suddenly encounter something like this, how can you be so calm when you encounter a big demon like yourself?

The ants dare to talk in front of the real dragon, only if they have not seen the face of the real dragon, and if they know and dare to do so, obviously they cannot be the ants.

"You probably don't know who I am."

An Qisheng looked directly at the pagoda, fascinated, and faintly, could spy on the demon's claws suppressed under the pagoda.

What is suppressed under this pagoda is only a claw.

Obviously, what Yuanmou said about being divided into ninety-nine corpses is not empty talk, and his body must have cultivated to a realm that is almost immortal.

Otherwise, those who can defeat him can kill him casually.

"No matter who you are, there is a destiny to be here. My time limit is approaching and I am unable to return to heaven. You and I are destined. I will pass on you the Seven Killing Curse of Gods and Demons!"

An Qisheng didn't say anything, Yuanmou people didn't ask any more, just amidst the vibrating and buzzing of the pagoda, the voice came out again:

"Remember, my demon race and the human race have the same fate. If you want to preach this method, you can only pass it on between the human and the monster race. You must not vent this method to the gods and the Buddha!

Otherwise, there will be catastrophe. "

This sentence, Yuanmou's words is extremely heavy, it seems that there are other things hidden in this magical power.

"Human and Demon Race have the same fate?"

An Qisheng was a little surprised. What he saw and heard when he came to this world, where did the Human Race and the Demon Race get along in harmony?

"At the time of the opening of the sky, when the heavens and the earth are in the shadows, there are gods and demons who are born out of the confusion. After tens of thousands of years have passed, all things will be born.

For thousands of years, I don't know how many sages rushed to and died, and only then did we have a place to live for the ten thousand races. This is not easy, and it must not be ruined. "

The Buddha light on the pagoda trembled and buzzed, and the Buddha shadow on the pagoda gradually became clear, as if he had sensed Yuanmou's purpose and wanted to stop it.

"In the battle of the Phoenix Emperor, it seems that there are experts from the two races of humans and demons joining hands against the enemy..."

Hearing what Yuanmou said, An Qisheng's heart rose sharply and solemnly.

But if the Fenghuang warriors and the demon clan work together to fight against the gods and demons, what happened in these short tens of thousands of years, so that the comrades who had fought side by side would kill each other as blood feud?

"God is the Lord of Heaven and Earth, and he is born with great supernatural powers. Whether it is Human Race or Demon Race, even Dragon Race can't compare with them at all. It is not a joint force and cannot compete."

As the Buddha's light trembles, Yuanmou people pronounced in a low voice: "You have a strange heart. Could it be that what happened outside?"

"Not bad..."

An Qi was curious and explained everything he had seen and heard.

"how come?"

Yuanmou's words stopped abruptly, with surprise: "Impossible! The Phoenix Emperor used great magic power to break the barrier between the monsters, and the two demons cannot fight each other. Who can, who dares to break the Fenghuang edict..."

"Who can?!"

"Who dares!!"

Yuanmou people's heart was shaken, and the violent aura suddenly grew.

The previous battle was the result of countless of them desperately fighting for it. He could tolerate his own defeat, but he would never allow anyone to trample on everything they had done!

Boom!

The vibration under the pagoda became more intense, and the demon claws half protruding out of the pagoda were firmly clasped on the ground, and the strong demon energy swelled again.

This time it was countless times more intense than before.

In an instant, a corner of the stupa was lifted, and the Buddha's light prospered. In the mighty Buddha's light, the Buddha's shadows on the tower seemed to have really recovered.

Walked down from the relief carved on the tower!

Hum~

It was a three-foot-tall, majestic Buddha like cast in red gold. At the same time it uttered a reprimand, it stepped down in the air:

"Niezha! Still dare to struggle and disobey the Buddha's order!"

"Who would dare to violate the emperor's edict? This uncle will never allow it!"

The big demon groaned angrily, shook this place as a seal, the pagoda shook, the earth shook the mountain: "Heaven, earth, Buddha, demons, gods and ghosts, kill one, kill all seven!"

Wow wow wow~

Before the sound fell, countless screams of ghosts and howlings were heard in the surrounding void.

In a trance, there seemed to be endless demons crawling out of every subtle place in the void, rushing towards the Buddha's light-shrouded pagoda in an endless and terrifying posture.

The countless monsters seem to be substantive, with hideous features and distorted body shapes. They seem disorderly to each other, but in fact they are connected to each other to form a huge array of monsters.

Wherever he went, it seemed that the void itself was swallowed up completely.

And An Qisheng watched carefully, that everything that the countless demons had swallowed did not completely disappear, but passed on to the great demonic claw under the pagoda in an unknowable trajectory.

In an instant, the demon claws were covered by the color of scarlet, which seemed extremely shocking.

"What about the seven kills of the gods and demons? Your supernatural powers have long been broken by my Buddha!"

The golden Buddha was startled at first, and then sneered, one foot was still on the air, his hands slowly folded together:

"Infinite Buddha!"

boom!

The Buddha's light is as fierce as a fire, and it is more than ten times steeper than before. I don't know how much Buddha power is contained in it, and even Buddha's sound is transmitted.

Letting how many demons attack, it just opens and closes, like a raging fire burning butter, and large swaths of smoke disappear.

Boom!

In the endless howls of ghosts and gods, the people of Yuanmou let out a loud roar that resounded throughout the world, almost shattering this sealed land:

"Seven kills, you are wishful thinking!"

The claws collided with the soles of the feet on the square.

Time and space seem to be stagnant at this moment, demon ghosts, Buddha shadows, demon powers, golden body treads, great demon claws...

Everything seems to be stuck in a moment of stagnation.

As early as the moment when the two of them started their hands, An Qisheng, who had already exited the Sealed Land here, had a deepened heart, feeling that the Sealed Land in front of him looked like a big bubble.

Expanding, expanding, expanding again!

It seems that the next moment, it will burst open.

"Good, good..."

At this moment, An Qisheng heard a slight sigh, and then Yuanmou's roar resounded throughout the world:

"Kong Lao Er, it turns out that you broke my Seven Killing Curse?!"

boom!

Amidst the extremely dull sound, the trembling pagoda no longer trembles, and the sealed land that swelled to the limit also slowly fell back.

The demon energy that was boiling and turbulent in it slowly returned to calm.

But such a huge conflict between the two did not even spread out the sealed land, and the apparent underground palace did not tremble at all.

The dust in it never flew up.

"Buddha..."

An Qisheng had a touch of jealousy in his heart.

He has seen the fate of the Supreme Enlightened Being of Gautama, and he has not been able to get out of the barriers of Buddhism with Gautama's outstanding talents.

Otherwise, it should never be that simple nirvana.

Obviously, the water of Xumi Buddhism gate was deeper than he imagined, as the last big force that closed the gate in the battle of the Phoenix Emperor.

I am afraid that its strength is not inferior to that of the Emperor's Court?

Huhu~

An Qisheng thought about it in his heart, but waited for a long time, until the sealed land did not tremble at all before he fell into the sealed land again.

Unlike the outside world, there is no change in this sealed land.

Except that the pagoda itself has not been affected, the entire square has been completely shattered, and countless sands filled the sealed land like smoke.

And the relief sculpture on the stupa depicting the Buddha's shadow has also become dimmed, as if it is about to disappear.

"Haha, hahaha."

Under the soot-filled pagoda, Yuanmou's self-deprecating laughter rang out: "It turns out that you really broke my seven kills, it turns out it is you."

Yuanmou was not a demon with a calm mind. After being suppressed by corpses, he was even more flammable and explosive. At this time, his voice was very depressed.

An Qisheng watched quietly and guessed something in his heart.

This Yuanmou man should be regarded as a great demon in the battle of the Phoenix Emperor. After the defeat, he was crushed and suppressed. It seems that it was precisely because of his supernatural powers that were destroyed.

"It's ridiculous that I was fooled by you so easily..."

Yuanmou’s breath swayed like a flame in the violent wind, and he murmured to himself as he died: "You said that the day of my life is the beginning of getting out of trouble, it is ridiculous that I believe it..."

Click~

Amidst the toothy groans, a long nail was thrown over and fell in front of An Qisheng's divine will.

"The Seven Killing Curses of Gods and Demons have been cultivated by me throughout my life. It may not be an invincible magical power, but it is enough to make you hold it to the world."

Yuanmou's popularity is getting lower, and it seems that he might die at any time:

"I met on the day of the end, you and I are also destined? Na boy, what is your name?"

"Your magical powers, I will help you pass them on, as for me..."

An Qisheng glanced at the pitted nails in front of him, and shook his head slightly:

"Just call me Bodhi."

Yuanmou’s breath was already declining, but he was taken aback when he heard this:

"Bodhi, Bodhi?!"

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