blueteamnovel Chapter 184 The Gods Are Obviously No Match For His Hair
Chapter 184 The Gods Are Obviously No Match For His Hair
Mana fluctuations beyond the cognition of those with supernatural powers are surging.
Six figures stood at the border. They came out of the fairy island, like eternal famous mountains standing at the border. They were the best songs of ancient and modern times. At this moment, too many places in China sensed the big movements at the border. There was something very terrifying about them. The qi machine.
Gaze at the gods in the golden light of Buddha in front of you.
The supernatural being on the other side of the Ganges River in the snow-capped mountains screamed miserably.
The missionary's Bible exploded with a bang. The Bible couldn't protect them, it exploded as well, and the pieces of paper flew like snow falling on the mountain.
Except for the land gods, everyone died, completely dead.
If it weren't for the light of the ancient gods and Buddhas shining all over them, they would definitely die here. Even so, they still covered their ears, bleeding from their seven orifices, and knelt down on the snowy mountain. Their knees were pitted in the depressions in the snow, and the blood dripping from their seven orifices was on the snow. Like blooming coquettish blood flowers.
They did not set foot on the Chinese border, but they still suffered serious crimes.
They were horrified and wanted to retreat.
They are not ordinary people, they are ancestors who are all at the lowest level of the sixth realm, and what they fear most is death.
In the snow-capped mountains of Tibet, whether on the mountain or at the foot of the mountain, those with Chinese magical powers can clearly see the giant creatures of the six paths shrouded in the six paths of mist.
"Your Majesty? The gods in the Ganges River Valley were talking about Master Wang Jin just now?"
"Are they from Master Wang Jin?"
"Do you still need to think about this? It is impossible for Master Wang Jin's fairy island to come out without having something to do with Master Wang Jin."
"I saw it in Shanhaiguan. Your Majesty, these are the titles of the twelve zodiac war gods. They are exactly the same."
The supernatural being exclaimed.
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Different from those ordinary supernatural beings.
Kunshamentian and other gods are more aware of the situation of these six figures. In terms of realm, they have already reached the level of communication with heaven and earth. In Chinese terms, they have opened the mysterious female gate of heaven and earth.
Xuan Ming: The meaning of subtle transformation is to say that all things are transformed without seeing the reason why they are born.
They feel deeper and more clearly.
These six figures have the same origin as the fairy island, and they all carry the aura of a person.
Kunsha Mentian's big pupils flashed like the sun. He stared at his bleeding hands, and then at these six extremely terrifying figures. Their tyranny was not a bluff, their own strength was their greatest reliance.
"Are you Wang Jin's subordinate official?"
"He came, and in that palace, I could feel Him there."
Ji Xiangtian's bright eyes stared at the fairy island as dim as smoke.
Hearing this conversation that rippled between heaven and earth, all the Chinese magical practitioners looked towards the palace... Where is the real Wang Jin? !
Suddenly!
Six figures stood out.
"Follow your orders, take one step and kill one god, two steps to kill a hundred gods, and three steps to kill all the gods in the Ganges River Valley."
All six spoke simultaneously, their voices rolling.
Domineering and decisive!
There is a kind of supremacy in heaven and earth.
Their eyes were directed towards Garuda, who had just crossed the border.
Take action without hesitation.
There is no reason or nonsense at all, so they just do it. The aura of this divine bird that has eaten a dragon. The Chinese magical practitioners under the snow-capped mountains were injured and died. The aura of the divine bird remains on them. They will not just do it. Forget it!
Liudao knows the master's temperament, and they are acting on behalf of the protagonist now, and they are creatures created by Wang Jin.
They have served Wang Jin for thousands of years.
Each of the Six Paths has its own temper and character, but they all act the same as Wang Jin.
boom!
"kill him."
They all spoke.
The six paths all took action. At this moment, the pictures, texts, formations, and visions they hung behind them all glowed, with an aura of immortality. The kind of immortality is the light that the world longs for most, immortality!
Each of them is powerful, but now that the six of them join forces, they can be smashed that day!
The six figures were like six immortal ancient mountains. They killed them, and the ground in China was boiling. The universe was beating like drums, beating for them. The war drums were beating, and some god was about to be robbed!
They don't allow people to enter the country, but now they are killing people across other territories!
What a double standard.
But it made all the Chinese magicians excited.
There was a boom.
The heaven and earth in the Ganges River Valley they stepped on were shattered, the sky collapsed, and the earth collapsed.
Snow mountains are collapsing! !
On this day, all those who witnessed the supernatural power will never forget this day, and history will not forget this day. It is said that six subordinate officers under Wang Jin crossed the border to kill Brahmins.
Rumble——
The Six Paths came hand in hand, and Kunsha Mentian and other ancient gods and supernatural powers also took action together.
The great battle shook the past and brought light to the present!
Some people say that all grievances and grudges in this era will be resolved, and the cause and effect accumulated over the ages will have a result.
Some people once speculated that Wang Jin was likely to be among the participants in such a situation. Some even speculated that the biggest grudge would be caused by Wang Jin. This is not a random guess, there are traces to follow.
Wang Jin does not allow immortals and gods to descend to earth, and hates evil as much as hatred. He is probably the biggest "cause" of the turmoil.
Now it seems!
This inference is correct.
It's just that for such a disaster, all the magical people in China are eager to do this.
Crossing the Ganges River and beheading those who invaded China, today's action is destined to become the greatest hero. It is the only myth in the hearts of many magical people. No one can conceal the shock brought by Wang Jin today.
"The sky is falling and the stars are collapsing!"
Carrying the red and blue chaotic light, Tiandao moved forward, raised his hand to shout, and followed his words. The sky over the Ganges collapsed, thousands of thunders sounded, and the entire sky dimmed. There were broken scenes with lenses, in the distance. Stars fell one by one in the starry sky, until all the gods.
Garuda spreads his wings. He is too huge. Even if the Chinese divine bird Suzaku arrives, it may not be as gorgeous as him.
However, Garuda failed to spread his wings to hold up the sky, and his feathers flew away and withered. He was in such a miserable state.
There is a cry in His beak.
The wings were severely damaged, the stars fell down, and big holes were punched through one after another.
This situation was just the beginning. Hungry Ghost Dao floated in the air and spread out his hands. There were light blue soul beads in his hands. There was a black sun behind him. The soul beads emitted overwhelming light, forming a terrifying figure wearing black armor.
The figure roared, opened its mouth and charged forward, eating the Buddha's light and golden light.
The ghost swallowed the Buddha!
The sight was appalling.
"Hahahahahaha..."
With a cold laugh, Asura Dao's back hung with the cold moon, and his eyes under the mask were extremely dark, like a black hole that swallowed everything.
There is infinite dark immortal energy in his hand, pouring into the Ganges River, overwhelming the sky and the earth, and it is unparalleled.
"If there is no grass growing on this land, we will fall into the path of Asura and Asura forever!"
Wherever the dark immortal energy went, blood spattered. The magical practitioner of the land immortal just took a sip, covered his mouth and nose, and vomited out a large amount of blood in pain, and then his body suddenly exploded, and the blood splattered everywhere was shocking.
He is the greatest killer in the world!
When the world sees this scene, this thought comes to mind.
This scene is too bloody and terrifying to the extreme. The Buddhist and Taoist mounts riding on the crotch are roaring. They are restless and in pain. The gods on their backs fly out of their mounts and brazenly sacrifice their magic weapons to kill this guy. .
He is going to destroy the land of Ganges.
This is something they cannot allow.
Kunshamentian threw the magic weapon in his hand to the ground. The stick and pestle penetrated into the ground, trembled and made a clanging sound.
The magic weapon is glowing, emitting divine waves of Buddhism and Taoism.
It held back the black mist of the Asura Path, preventing the possible sight of blood from appearing.
"Drink!" Kunsha Mentian shouted fiercely. He and Ji Xiangtian worked hand in hand to push thousands of rays of light across the sky.
"It's just that you let us down."
The sounds of hell rang out.
There was a hazy gray behind him, and the person standing there seemed not to be a human being, but a mysterious underworld.
He is wrapped in a red robe, and the vastness of the robe is getting larger and larger, like one red star river after another, sweeping towards all the gods in the distance, intending to bring them all into the underworld's judgment, determine life and death, and determine the six paths of reincarnation.
They are too strong.
Each of them is comparable to a king among immortals. Chaos surges around their bodies. Every step they take will cause the Ganges River to be destroyed. If it weren't for the Buddha's light of the gods shining on them or the magic weapon shaking, they would have been shattered long ago. Smashed.
Ji Xiangtian's four fair, lotus-like arms were all shot out at this moment.
Her whole body was glowing, disrupting the six paths of murderous intent. Her beautiful eyes stared at them, containing vitality wherever they went, resisting the power of destruction.
Faced with such a situation.
Hungry Ghost Road ignores it.
His eyes were staring straight at Garuda, which made many people with supernatural powers feel that this being was going to eat Garuda.
Garuda...
That is one of the eight deities and dragons in the Ganges Gods and Buddhas system.
And this is indeed the case. The pale and bloodless hand of the Hungry Ghost Dao stretched out towards the void where Garuda was without any pretense.
Boom!
The sky shattered, the Buddha's light dispersed, and wherever the hand touched, all colors were lost, leaving only cold gray.
The Hungry Ghost Dao is not a creature from China. It is more like a great demon and terror, a great evil that comes to destroy the world.
Pfft——
There was a sound of coughing up blood, and Garuda vomited blood again.
He couldn't stop it, flesh and blood were flying around, and his hair stood on end. He was probably going to be the first ancient demon god to die in this chaos.
"Chirp!" He cried, but no matter what He did, it was all in vain.
at this moment.
Everyone, God, Buddha...
In front of his eyes, he saw Garuda being arrested, and his huge body appeared in the palm of the hungry ghost path.
This is the magical power of the Buddhist Kingdom in the palm of Buddhism, and it is also the magical power of Sumeru Mustard Seed in Taoism, just like the method of the Buddha of Paradise in the West.
"Hehehehehe." The hungry ghost said, looking at the golden blood-stained bird in his hand. The pale face was smiling, a smile that made all living beings shiver and stand in terror.
During this period.
Ji Xiangtian was about to take action, and the figure of Zhu Shengdao appeared in front of her.
Zhu Sheng said, dressed in gray linen clothes, a little dilapidated, with white face and hair, and there were ancient and terrifying characters on the back like stars. He looked at Ji Xiangtian and stopped her, "You can't save me, even you are yourself." It’s hard to guarantee.”
The words were accompanied by terrifying roars.
The floating stars turned into hundreds of thousands of demons and beasts. In an instant, this was no longer the modern era, but more like returning to the era of annotations in the Classic of Mountains and Seas!
Wild!
The phantoms of the ferocious beasts in the Classic of Mountains and Seas are overwhelming.
"Oh my God." Countless supernatural beings were stunned, looking dizzy at this scene.
Ji Xiangtian frowned, her lotus bloomed and turned into a Buddha's light, covering her whole body, preventing thousands of monsters from invading.
Looking at Garuda's situation, Ji Xiangtian frowned, and a golden vessel appeared on one arm. It was a halo-like thing, which seemed to be a kind of gold.
"Vishnu's magical weapon?!"
"Vishnu, one of the three Hindu gods, represents the existence of creation, destruction, and protection. I have seen that thing in ancient murals, and it was held by Vishnu in his hand."
All the supernatural beings were shocked.
Ji Xiangtian threw out the magic weapon.
In an instant, light shone, dispelling all chaos and destruction.
The originally disintegrating earth has stopped, and everything is changing because of the appearance of Vishnu's magic weapon, one of the three gods.
Not only suppresses it, its appearance also heads towards the Six Paths. To save Garuda, it must also suppress the Six Paths.
"hehe."
Tiandao laughed out loud as he looked at the overpowering magic weapon, without the slightest fear.
His other hand had never been opened, it had been held from beginning to end, and now his clenched hand was open.
There's something up there...
"hair?!"
All those with supernatural powers saw what it was, a hair.
What can a piece of hair do?
They were doubtful and shocked, but the next second they understood.
Tiandao blew gently into the palm of his hand.
Rumble——
The world boils, and the hair exudes the ultimate brilliance. It has the brilliance of immortals, Buddhas, gods, and even demons, which is shocking.
Everyone's eyes were stung by the light and they shed tears of blood, but many people endured the pain and kept their eyes open to see clearly what was about to happen.
"Wang Jin!!!"
someone exclaimed.
The hair disappeared, replaced by a light blue shadow.
As he stood there, the sky was roaring and the earth was trembling. It was as if the sky did not dare to be on his head and the earth could not bear him.
His entire shadow was shrouded in light, and his face could not be seen clearly, but everyone knew who it was. Master Wang Jin, the founder of the Dragon Burial Holy Land, created a fairy island that attracted many land gods and immortals from ancient times to the present.
The shadow stood there.
He took a step toward the golden light of the Buddha where the gods existed.
Boom!
This step fell like a bell ringing.
The sound was so clear that it resounded throughout every inch of space in the sky and on the ground. Everyone had different feelings when they heard it. The Huaxia side was awakened and their souls were clear.
But the gods of the Ganges are in pain, and the bell is like the death knell of ancient culture. They are invincible in the Ganges, have been passed down for thousands of years, and have ruled the Brahmins, but they are about to fall.
In an instant, all the gods coughed up blood, took a step back, and were forced to retreat. Even the auspicious god who controlled Vishnu's magic weapon coughed up blood, and his pupils suddenly shrank and trembled.
this is too scary.
"Emperor Wang Jin?!" Ji Xiangtian was low and hoarse.
Faced with these words, the shadow headed towards the Ganges River.
Jixiangtian is the most terrifying existence on the spot. She is one of the three major gods in the Ganges River Basin and the wife of Vishnu. She represents the most ancient mythology and is associated with Brahma, Kubera and Indra. He is the protector of Buddhism.
She is the sister of King Kunshamen, known as the "King of Merit". King Kunsha is the king of the north, the god of wealth, victory and protector.
But she couldn't stop the shadow either.
Even the protective brilliance emitted by Vishnu's magic weapon is the same. Why does Heaven laugh? Because he laughs at the power of this thing, but it can't stop their progress.
Jixiangtian couldn't stop Xuying and kept retreating.
"That's his hair!"
Someone shouted after regaining consciousness.
That's Wang Jin's shadow, there's no mistaking it, and that hair...whose is it? !
There is no need to say this, and there is no need to think too much about it. It is a lock of Wang Jin's hair.
Is this scene real?
Everyone is losing their minds, even the gods of the Ganges!
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