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Chapter 237 I don't go to hell, who goes to hell!

The great sage of the underworld was approaching step by step, Jin Chanzi had to stop other actions and deal with it cautiously.

Without his prompting, the Buddha's light on the six-character mantra paper shrank slightly, and Ksitigarbha King's return to the throne was much slower, which made the Asuras breathe a sigh of relief.

"Amitabha, the underworld and the Buddhist sect have lived in peace for many years, do you really want to start the war lightly?" Jin Chanzi's expression was serious.

The Great Sage of the Underworld didn't care, and slapped him directly: "It's not up to you to decide whether or not to start a war!"

Of course, Jin Chanzi was no match for a great sage, but he was not panicked either. With the golden body of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva and the six-character mantra post, his safety was still guaranteed.

Sure enough, the attack of the great sage of the underworld was already melted by the Buddha's light before he got close, and he was completely unable to pose a threat to him.

The great sage of the underworld was not annoyed, but instead chuckled and praised: "As expected of a strong man who was only half a step away from proving the Tao, he can still have such power after his death. Blessed is the underworld!"

Jin Chanzi's heart sank uncontrollably, the other party was too confident, and definitely prepared some terrible means.

The Great Sage of the Underworld did not disappoint him either, he turned his hand and took out a black soul scroll, waved it lightly and shouted: "Come out!"

In the next second, a hundred thousand Yin soldiers appeared out of thin air.

The air was cloudy, ghosts were crying and gods were howling, and the temperature in the entire sea area dropped a bit.

All the people who watched the battle took a deep breath. As expected of the underworld, it was an astonishingly generous move.This power is definitely enough to affect the current battle situation!
"Chanting!"

At the order of the great sage of the underworld, a hundred thousand Yin soldiers chanted the scriptures together, and a strange feminine force was born, and it rushed towards the golden body of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva.

Jin Chanzi's expression changed drastically: "The Book of Summoning the Corpse!"

He once heard from the Buddhist seniors that this evil scripture can transform normal corpses into Yin soldiers in a very short period of time. The Buddhist sect has suffered a lot from this!
Yin soldiers already have the talent of transforming dead bodies, coupled with the "Calling Corpse Sutra", the corpse of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva may really be successfully transformed by the underworld!
No, absolutely cannot let them succeed!

This trip to the sea of ​​blood not only failed to capture the twelfth-grade blood lotus, but also lost the ninth-grade golden lotus, a sacred object of inheritance, which is already a huge loss.

If we let the Asura clan get out of trouble again, and let the underworld snatch Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, then I don't have to be a disciple of the Buddha, and I can directly pass away on the spot to apologize.

The road to immortality is about to open, and the biggest change in history is about to begin. Buddhism cannot accept such a big loss!
"Amitabha!" Jin Chanzi sat cross-legged and recited Buddhist scriptures.

A golden relic emerged from between his brows, supporting him to fight against the erosion of "Summoning Corpse Sutra".

The great sage of the underworld glanced at the relic in surprise, and then returned to indifference: "Don't say it's just an ancient Buddha relic, even if a real Buddha comes here today, I won't be able to stop me from waiting!"

After all, the Great Sage of the Underworld and the team of corpse soldiers he brought also joined the ranks of chanting.

The grand sound of chanting sutras resounds through the heaven and earth, one is peaceful and the other is mysterious.

The confrontation between the two was chaotic and fierce, which caused countless spectators to have splitting headaches and irritability.

Although Jin Chanzi is amazing, but his cultivation level is not enough, even with the help of ancient Buddha relics, he can't stop so many evil soldiers, and gradually falls into a disadvantage as time goes by.

The power of yin continued to increase, and gradually invaded the Buddha's light. The body of Ksitigarbha King, who was as pure as glass, began to turn black faintly, and an unknown transformation was slowly proceeding.

Affected by this, the Ashura tribe on the other end also began to fight back.

Abi Yuantu's two swords, the bloody sage, slowly pushed up the pressed golden body again.

The situation is reversed again!

"I didn't expect the Ashura clan to join forces with the underworld. No wonder they can gather all the fragments of Abi Yuantu..." The two-headed python ancient sage who was watching the battle murmured.

"Great!" Yu Luocha excitedly waved his fist:

"Evil does not prevail over righteousness, and the evil bald donkeys were eventually overthrown by us!"

Both Feng Jinghong and Bone Saint looked at her speechlessly. Although the Asura clan was indeed the one being suppressed, how could this girl have the confidence to think that the Asura clan could have something to do with justice?
"Don't be too happy, no one knows what will happen until the last moment, Buddhism is not so easy to deal with." Feng Jinghong poured cold water on her.

"No way, after fighting to this point, is he still hiding some useless means?" Yu Luocha frowned suddenly.

"Look at it."

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Under the joint attack of blood light and Yin Qi, the Buddha's light gradually faded, and the Buddhist texts on the six-character mantra paper dimmed.

Jin Chanzi, who was covered by Yin Qi, shook his body and sighed deeply, he knew that he was helpless.

In fact, he originally had a chance to win. If his forbidden emperor's alms bowl had not been destroyed, if the ninth-rank golden lotus was still there, and if he had successfully captured the twelve-rank blood lotus, he would have a great victory in today's battle. win side.

It's a pity that it's too late. That Rendi soldier named Tianhuangzi destroyed too many of his hole cards, and now he really has nothing to do.

Is this the impermanence of the world? I thought it was a safe and simple action to promote Buddha's prestige, but such an unexpected situation occurred.

A traditional thing that has been stable for more than 20 years has become a disaster when it is my turn.

"My Buddha is merciful!" Jin Chanzi recited a Buddha's name in despair, wondering if he, who caused such a major accident, is qualified to be reborn in bliss...

Looking around, he saw the excited Asura clan, the people in the underworld with cold smiles, and the many monks watching indifferently in the distance.

Finally, he turned his gaze back to Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva in front of him.

After the Buddha's light was suppressed and dimmed, he gradually saw everything about this strong man known as the strongest Bodhisattva, the second person in Buddhism, and discovered many things that he hadn't noticed before.

The seemingly indestructible golden body is covered with deep and visible bone wounds, which are the scars left by the First World War.

The gaps between the broken flesh and bones contained a faint blood power, which was the trace left by countless Asura clans who had impacted the seal at the cost of their lives for hundreds of thousands of years.

Compassionate face is full of compassion, even before death, there is no trace of resentment, only fraternal love for all living beings.

Before Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva passed away, he resolutely chose to suppress the sea of ​​blood with his body. What did he think at that time? Was there any unwillingness or regret?Jin Chanzi was thinking...

The Buddha's light is getting dimmer, the golden body of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva has been eroded below the waist, Yuantu Abi has torn two huge holes in the sealing formation, and the winner is about to be decided!

But at this moment, Jin Chanzi, who had been neglected, suddenly shone brightly, and his aura grew like flying.

Everyone looked intently, only to see that the relic had completely exploded, burning into pure Buddha power and injecting it into his immortal platform.

The great sage of the underworld took a look, then looked away, and snorted disdainfully: "Death struggle!"

Soon the relics were completely burned out, and Jin Chanzi's aura became stronger, but this was still useless to the battle situation. A quasi-emperor-level battle cannot be controlled by a mere saint.

"No, why is his aura still rising?" Someone asked in surprise.

Everyone looked again, only to see that Jin Chanzi's body was burning like fire, and his flesh and bones melted rapidly. He was actually burning himself!

"Does this mean that you don't want to be defeated and humiliated, and plan to destroy yourself?" Someone speculated.

Feng Jinghong narrowed his eyes, he didn't think so.

Jin Chanzi is definitely one of the strongest heroes in the world. He doesn't believe that the opponent will give up resistance so easily. Even if this kind of person dies, he will only die on the way to battle!

After just a dozen or so breaths, Jin Chanzi's flesh and blood essence was completely burned out, leaving only the Cancan Primordial Spirit that was brighter than the scorching sun.

The face of Jin Chanzi in Yuanshen state is the same as that of his physical body, but his expression is more peaceful and peaceful.

Feng Jinghong keenly felt that some extraordinary changes had taken place in this Buddhist disciple.

He clasped his hands together and uttered a low but extremely loud Buddha's name: "Amitabha! If I don't go to hell, who will go to hell?"

It was obviously just the primordial spirit of a sage, but the sound of Zen resounded through the sea of ​​blood, and even the two enemies at the level of the great sage felt their hearts tremble.

The Great Sage of the Underworld felt bad, and shouted: "Behead him!"

After all, I took the lead in guiding the Yin energy to rush towards the primordial spirit, but it was too late.

I saw Jin Chanzi's primordial spirit turning into a golden light, which instantly flowed into the eyebrows of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva.

In the next second, under the ghost-like eyes of countless people, this Buddhist Bodhisattva, who had been dead for hundreds of thousands of years, raised his eyelids and slowly opened his eyes.

The loud Buddha's chant resounded through the boundless sea of ​​blood: "Amitabha! If I don't go to hell, whoever goes to hell!"

(End of this chapter)