Chapter 289 (1/2)

Hell, before the bitter sea.

An old monk sat in front of the stone tablet, without a breath.

He seems to be settled, eyes closed, haggard face can not see two liang meat, wearing a ragged cassock.

Shua!

Two figures quietly emerge, standing not far away.

It was Liu Qing and Jiu you who came.

They looked at the old monk in front of them, only feeling a strange breath on their face and a shock in their mind.

something the matter!

Liu Qing had an idea in her mind.

There is something wrong with this old monk. He is so weird that he can't feel any breath.

"There's no end to the sea of bitterness, and it's time to look back."

Suddenly, an old voice came.

Liu Qing and Jiu you are shocked and stare at the old monk.

The old monk didn't move, even his mouth didn't move, but there was an old voice.

"You say there is no limit to suffering, but I don't believe it."

Liu Qing cold hum, step out, people have come to the sea of bitterness.

Instead of looking at the old monk next to him, he looked at the sea of bitterness ahead, shrouded in mist.

Once ten years ago, the strange boat and the old man disappeared.

But he is very clear that there are big secrets hidden in the sea of suffering, and there are more dangers, so he must be careful.

As for the old monk beside him, Liu Qing was extremely alert and was always on guard against each other.

Nine you cent body breath boiling, firmly locked the old monk, once there is a change immediately launched thunder means suppression.

"Benefactor, the world is stupid. Why do you follow the example of the world?"

"Go back, bitter sea, you can't come."

The old voice came again.

Liu Qing's eyes narrowed, showing a trace of coldness.

"Play the devil and watch me suppress you."

When he finished, he raised his hand and patted the old monk, which was fast to the extreme.

Hum!

The next moment, the old monk's body bounced up a ray of light, the surrounding void suddenly piled up, and he couldn't hit the other side.

It seems close, but it's far away.

Liu Qing looks awe inspiring, this is some kind of magic power, near the end of the world.

"Interesting."

With a cold hum, he stepped out step by step, and the whole breath of the whole person was climbing, and a huge breath came from behind.

"The great void!"

Step out, Liu Qing passes through the void and approaches the old monk.

At the same time, the hand condenses a terrible breath, the great destruction technique is used, and one side of the huge millstone rumbles down.

Boom!

The old monk finally moved. His eyes opened, showing the bright golden light of the Buddha. His hands were empty. In the palm of his hand, there was a vast Buddha Kingdom brewing.

With one hand, the Buddha's shadow twinkles all over the sky, and the Buddha chants in the sky, which is extremely sacred.

At this moment, Liu Qing felt the threat. The old monk was powerful and strange, and he did not dare to have any reservation.

"The great mill, the town!"

The big millstone is rumbling and crushing, and the sound of destruction comes. The Buddha Kingdom collapses and collapses, and the Buddhas of the heavens are crushed by the strong crushing.

That powerful secret skill is the power to destroy the world.

Dong!

The old monk pushed his hands, and the grinding plate vibrated. He smashed Liu Qing's great mill.

"Amitabha, put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha

A Buddha's name filled the sky with golden light.

The whole sea of bitterness was plated with a golden light, illuminating the darkness.

Standing there, Liu Qing gazed at the old monk and felt a strong pressure.

"The hand of God!"

In a flash, Liu Qing, who had accumulated to the extreme, once again made a move to show his secret skill of green sky, condensing a hand of heaven from the sky.

Click!

The void split and a big green hand slapped down.

The power of heaven is vast, and the power of heaven is diffuse.

The old monk's face changed slightly, and finally he became solemn. He put his hands together, and the light of the Buddha was brewing. He pushed out with one hand.

Golden Bergamot hit across the sky, two big hands in the sea of bitterness on the void hard collision together.

A roar.

The whole sea of bitterness vibrated slightly, and the hell shook.

The two big hands collided, the light of Buddha was brilliant, and finally it was shattered.

The power of the hand of God weakened, but it still suppressed strongly. It hit the place where the old monk was.

Click!