Chapter 1172 (1/2)
The crackling sound came from the book of life and death, like a wandering soul falling into an oil pan and being fried, piercing the eardrum.
The book of life and death is located in the depths of the infernal hell, tens of thousands of miles away from the entrance. However, for the monkey king, whose cultivation has reached the early stage of Hunyuan Da Luo Jinxian, he can hear it clearly no matter how far away it is.
At the same time, the haze on King Qin Guang's face cleared away. He laughed: ”Monkey King, you hear me? The book of life and death you want is gone!”
The monkey king looked at him, and his pupils narrowed slowly. It was dark and dark, like the accumulation of dark clouds, thick and strong, as if it were the precursor of a storm.
But king Qin Guang ignored it because of excessive excitement. He didn't see it at all. He said in a very contemptuous and ironic way: ”they all said that this is the order of the God. Yes, you are the great saint of heaven. You make a big fuss in the heavenly palace and break into the underworld, but you are not a saint of heaven! You are not the pioneer of the world!”
”The king has already said that no matter how powerful you are, you will never surpass the Buddha, not to mention the Buddha. Can you defeat him?”
He smiled disdainfully: ”if you can defeat, how can you be pressed at the foot of the mountain for 500 years?”
Cui Jue heard what king Qin Guang said and broke into a cold sweat: ”Yan Jun, Yan Jun, stop talking.”
Who in the three realms doesn't know that we can't mention the Tathagata Buddha in front of the great sage of the whole sky?
That was the only time the monkey king was completely defeated, but was completely crushed.
Isn't this a special poke?
”What can't be said?” with the heaven Qingyun and Wuji apricot yellow flag, King Qin Guang is not afraid of the monkey king. ”This is a well-known fact in the three circles. Can I deny it or say that he dare not...”
”Boom!!!”
”Dong -”
Before King Qin Guang's words were finished, a huge roar came over his head. It sounded louder than every time before, which directly knocked King Qin Guang over.
Cui Jue and Qing Dai, who have low accomplishments, are even more unlikely to stand firm. They don't even have the ability to get up again.
When King Qin Guang stood up, he looked up and almost wanted to split his canthus.
I saw a crack on the seven colored clouds!
Before carefully looking at what happened, another ”bang” came, ”click”, and the second crack appeared!
King Qin Guang was stunned. He looked at the sudden explosion of the monkey king and couldn't believe his eyes.
Monkey King is just the beginning of Hunyuan Da Luo Jinxian!
But the combat effectiveness that he broke out at the moment has definitely reached the last stage of Hunyuan Da Luo Jinxian!
Does this monkey have something to hide?
Within two seconds of King Qin Guang's stay, Monkey King smashed more than a dozen sticks.
”Click, click -”
More than a dozen cracks have appeared on the clouds in the sky, and the seven colored lights are much weaker. Obviously, it is only a matter of time before they are broken.
”Stop it! We must stop it!” a few drops of cold sweat burst out on King Qin Guang's forehead. He was extremely afraid, but he comforted himself. ”The monkey is angry now, and his strength is amazing. He won't move until his spiritual power runs out in a moment.”
”Hum... It's a big deal. If he dares to do it again, I'll go to the West and invite the Buddha to come and press him for another 50000 years!”
In this way, King Qin Guang calmed down and dared not speak any more to ridicule the monkey king. He retreated to the entrance of the infernal hell with Cui Jue, Qing Dai and aban Luocha, who was responsible for guarding the infernal hell.
But just then!
”Bang!”
A thump came from the back of King Qin Guang. The black door, which was originally open, suddenly closed at the moment!
At the same time, Jun Mu Qian, who had finished his rest and was about to step into the 17th floor of hell, suddenly stagnated.
She suddenly raised her head and saw that the Black Gate in front of her suddenly closed, and then... Slowly disappeared!
Time, less than three seconds!
“！”
As soon as Jun Mu's light look changed, he came to the disappearance of the black gate and put his hand on it, but he didn't feel any fluctuation of breath.
Even if she had used the power of spirit and yuan God, she could not break through the black door that had become a black wall.
The eighteenth floor of hell is closed!
This is different from the entrance of the six samsara destroyed by the black fog, but completely closed, and Honghuang left!
The eighteen layers of hell are derived from the Tao of heaven. In fact, each layer of hell is regarded as a space. Now closed, the space will naturally be independent.
It's a Book of life and death, connecting the eighteen layers of hell and the earth, and now
Even if Jun Mu shallow was unwilling to believe it, he had to admit it——
The book of life and death was destroyed.
However, it has not yet reached seventy-nine or forty-nine hours!
Jun Mu's fingers tightened little by little, as if to crush the bones.
There must have been something she didn't know, which led to the destruction of the book of life and death in advance.
What now?
Without the book of life and death, there is no hell. How can she release Fufeng and Fusu?
Moreover, the Tibetan king is also hiding in the infernal hell. Rong Qing said that before the Tibetan king unsealed himself, even he didn't know he was the Tibetan king.
Just as Jun Mu Qian's thoughts fell into a mess, for a moment, when she didn't know what to do, Qingdai summoned her. Her voice was very low and obviously pressed.
”Senior, you're not in hell on the 18th floor, are you?”
”No.” Jun Mu returned to his mind lightly, ”I haven't gone in yet. Now it seems that I'm really lucky.”
”That's great.” Qingdai was heartily happy for her, and then she was in a low mood. ”Sorry, sir, I didn't expect Yan Jun to suddenly receive a strange black bead. After the black bead flew into the infernal hell, but for a moment, the book of life and death...”
Black beads?
Jun Mu frowned. Is it the pattern of the black fog again?
It seems that he really won't stop until he sleeps the Tibetan king to death.
She sighed: ”it's not your fault. It's good for you to have this heart.”
Qingdai has been a Meng woman for a long time. She is used to seeing all kinds of things in the world. Unexpectedly, her heart is still soft.