The First Cause of All Realms - v2 Chapter 970 Yang Ni 7 hates it!

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"Blood Prison Minghe Dao!

Mi Xin raised her eyebrows slightly, and her eyes fell on the **** light. Between the looming light and shadow, one could faintly see an altar made of flesh and blood.

"Hanhai Longjun is afraid that he has spent all his money, but even the demon leader of the Blood Prison's Hell was attracted..."

He couldn't help but glanced at the sword fairy next to him. If it wasn't for Yang Jue's sword, he wouldn't have discovered that there was an altar of flesh and blood hidden on the hill.

"Really, one city, one..."

Yang prison said to himself.

He had discovered this altar of flesh and blood the day he came to Jincai City, but he only came to look for it now because he wanted to make a knife.

He stood with the knife away, looked up, and saw streaks of blood with the flesh and blood altar as the core, like lamps shining on the nearby hills.

An invisible mist that appeared without knowing when, with a faint red light under the color of blood, enveloped the two of them.

According to the classics, the difficulty of keeping the precepts lies in that those who hold the precept of killing will have more and more killing intentions;

In the blood mist, Yang Ju hurriedly walked. Remember the URL m.xbequige. com

Mi Xin was a little surprised by his calmness, but the monk quickly reacted, and the aura on his body calmed down:

For practitioners, reaching this point is almost equivalent to breaking the precept!

In the valley, on a small reclining cow rock, a gold bell mottled in blood was sitting on the ground, holding his hands and falling into silence.

Yang Qiu listened quietly.

In other words, his precepts are the heart of law and chaos, and it will become stronger day by day, and in the end there will be no taboos, and all laws will be chaotic...

Soul Devourer, Eternal Hatred, Resentment, Sky Splitter... Blood God! "

"I once hated the injustice of the sky, you are the body, and I am the demon..."

"Blood Prison Minghe Great Hate? This seems to be one of the fundamental skills of Blood Prison Minghe Dao?"

In the valley, the **** mist is still going on, but Yang Jue's mind has been submerged in the cauldron of gluttony.

The altar of flesh and blood that still had Yang Ni lingering on it exploded under his gaze, turning into a mass of blood and covering him inside.

Mi Xin put his hands together and did not let go of his guard:

At this moment, Yang Qiu himself couldn't detect Zhong Jin's emotions, and he said fiercely:

And at this moment, the cauldron of gluttony also trembled. Yang Ni, who is stronger than the outside world, surges out of the valley in this illusion;

But the two were divided into two parts, and he could feel that the killing intent in Jin Zhong's heart was like a vast ocean at this time.

"...Is there only one hatred for me? It's just that, after cutting out a big hatred, I suddenly felt bored, but I also figured out something..."

In front of and behind him, dozens of blood-clothed men with frenzied and cold faces worshiped him devoutly and listened to his breathing.

"I know, you're here!"

The moment he stepped out of Zhong Jin, Yang Jue had already triggered the "great change of the sun, the heart is like the scorching sun, free from distracting thoughts, and free from evil."

"Blood Hell Minghe Dao is one of the oldest magic ways in the Longquan world. Because of its strange origins and perverse behavior, it was even accepted by the magic way. Tens of thousands of years ago, it was almost completely wiped out... "

The golden bell that created a great hatred, but at this moment it seems extremely clear, and there seems to be no trace of resentment or evil in your body.

Until ten thousand years ago, a great demon from ancient times and modern times appeared in the Blood Prison Minghe Dao, killing the world with blood...

Far away in time and space, and in the illusion of food refining, Yang Qiu naturally knew that Jin Zhong didn't really feel his arrival.

"Admiralty!"

"You're right."

"good!"

Thoughts were turning in Yang Jue's mind. On the Crouching Bull Rock, Jin Zhong's out-of-focus eyes swept across the valley, and said indifferently:

call!

In the sea of ​​hearts, amid violent collisions, the idol rushed out with a long hiss, held up the great sun, and suppressed evil thoughts.

The moment he stepped into this space, Yang Jue's eyelids couldn't help but twitch, and the change of Tianlei exploded instantly!

Therefore, even if

He has all kinds of Buddhist supernatural powers in his body, so he has to calmly resist Yang Ni's outburst at this moment.

But these words are indeed reserved for myself.

But Bisheng was firmly suppressed by him.

Faintly, Yang Ju saw a one-eyed Taoist in white Taoist clothes looming in the mist.

After walking more than 30 steps, he had no choice but to trigger the transformation of the gods again.

"You Yang prison, how can He De be an exception?"

Admiralty was born in the mirage, but in the final analysis, he was born from the mantra 'One, the word, was born from him.

What Admiralty said is actually not bad.

With the three major changes of the four or four profound arts, it was just now that he was able to resist the boundless distracting thoughts on the altar of flesh and blood...

"The law of keeping the precepts is rooted in the fruit of the Tao, rooted in the immortal Buddha way since ancient times, no one can keep the precepts without backlash."

It seems like a moment, and it seems like a long time later.

The Ten Thousand Immortals Catalog is all-encompassing, but it is a pity that it is in the hands of the sects of all the holy lands, and many of the information and records in it are not read by abnormal people on a daily basis...

Zhong Jin calmed down:

The **** light in front of Yang Ju's eyes dissipated, and when he opened his eyes again, the sky was clear and clear, with white clouds, green mountains, and flowing clear water.

The most terrifying thing about a great hatred is that it can distort people's hearts. Under Yang Ni's influence, any dark thought in his heart will be magnified countless times.

Mi Xin wanted to continue to say something, but suddenly stopped, the sword fairy beside him had already left the hatred he had carried, and walked into the blood mist.

Yang prison thought in his heart.

"The evil of the blood prison and the dark union is the world's rational teaching..."

"Big hate!"

Moreover, the more advanced the meritorious deeds and the more precepts the master is, the easier it is to be affected by a great hatred.

hum!

"For so many years, I have been thinking, why am I thinking so evil? Acting so violently?

"Why isn't he afraid at all?!"

Violent collisions kept happening in the sea of ​​hearts.

The Blood Prison Minghe is detested by the world, but it can still survive for thousands of years after the emperor took action to kill the Demon Lord, so it has something to rely on.

He felt as if he was facing a big enemy, but Yang Jue's expression did not change, because he knew that this breath came from the altar of flesh and blood, not some big devil hiding in the dark.

Blood Prison Minghe Dao is not one of them.

He seems to know that I will definitely come...

The monk reacted very strongly, the golden light scattered around his body evaporated like a flame, and the sound of Zen singing and praise reverberated like a substance.

But even so, a great hatred still couldn't help rising in the hearts of the two of them.

At a certain moment, the valley flickered for a moment, and all the blood-clothed people disappeared. Zhong Jin opened his eyes with an indifferent expression:

"At first, I thought that I was a demon, born from your dark emotions, so my mind was distorted, my emotions were violent, and my nature was venomous..."

The idol is the king of prison gods, and its aura is extremely rigid and strong. Once it appears, it will stir up the sea of ​​hearts and explode.

"So, you are clean, I am riddled with blood, you are out of the storm, but I am in the fire and water

One body and two parts are in the mirage. Before that, it is not itself at all, but it is the self that has gone to another path.

And this is definitely not because he made a fuss over a molehill, but because, the breath of the blood prison is really terrifying.

"The idol holds up the sun, exorcising evil spirits!"

Yang Ju's eyes narrowed involuntarily. Yang Yu's feet didn't stop at all, he strode forward amidst the boiling blood mist, and finally stepped into the valley where the flesh and blood altar was located.

There seemed to be blood burning in Zhong Jin's eyes, and his emotions became intense at this moment.

A shallow golden light overflowed from under Mi Xin's body, like an upside-down golden bell, blocking the **** mist inside.

In a trance, there seemed to be a demonic fire boiling in his heart, but he couldn't get close to the core shrouded in golden light.

bell

Jin was talking to himself, but he seemed to know that his words would be heard by Yang Qiu, and his suppressed emotions were tumbling.

The overwhelming Zhong Jin didn't treat him differently, every time he took a step, the blood mist around his body boiled up, and Yang Ni became more intense.

Mi Xin's eyelids couldn't help but twitch:

hum!

Yang Ju felt that his mind was tossed and swayed in the sea, even if it triggered a big change, it would be hard to move like a mountain.

"this is…"

"Then, I tried, opened up a great hatred, and cut off all my Zhongjin, all distortions, and all resentment..."

Mi Xin's heart sank slightly, but great doubts arose:

Your past, his future is my past.

The previous life you experienced was also my previous life...Why, it was me who was distorted? "

Mi Xin took a step forward subconsciously, and then with a flick of her eyelids, she took back her steps.

The blood mist surged in front of him, and Yang Ni, who was so intense that he couldn't help but sit down and recite Buddhist scriptures to resist.

Yang Ju stood in the valley, watching quietly.

Yang Yue nodded slightly.

But how can he...

"Who?!

"Fellow Daoist Nanling?

"so?"

Although he knew that Jin Zhong couldn't see it, Yang Qiu still nodded subconsciously, and he himself realized this.

Impressively, the magical power of body protection has been activated.

The hatred was so strong that even Yang Jue couldn't help frowning, his will was so strong that it seemed that even if the sea was rotten, the destruction of the universe would be indelible!

Boom!

"Blood Hell and Darkness Hegemony Two Great Hate?!"

This reliance, apart from the legendary ‘Blood Prison Altar’ which is suspected to be the Xuantian Spirit Treasure, is not adhering to the way of the Demon Lord, the Blood Prison is a demon!

Yang Jue's eyes were gloomy, and he already felt a strange atmosphere, but he stood still and let the blood mist engulf him.

According to legend ~www.novelbuddy.com~ this 'big hatred' was not created by the devil, it was a kung fu technique or Taoism... After his death, the big hatred fell apart and was acquired by one person, and it is also the blood prison lineage The master of the pulse, a demon of the blood prison...

"Have you seen enough?"

According to Mi Xin's words and Jin Zhong's self-talk, he still guessed that the looming one-eyed Taoist figure might not be one of Jin Zhong's "cracking sky!"

"You owe me, you have to pay!"

Jin Zhong narrated fiercely, but there seemed to be endless white air rolling behind him, changing with the reverberation of his voice.

'This is at least the altar of flesh and blood left by one of the demons of the Blood Prison, otherwise, there is no such terrifying Zhong Jin!

hum!

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