The sea of ​​suffering is only a short distance away. If you take one step forward, you may not be the shore. When the Arhat Bodhisattva enters it, most of them lose themselves and cannot come out. (,

The black sky pressed against the black sea of ​​bitterness, gloomy and depressing. The Fuhu Arhat was lifted by Qin Yun in his hand, his ankles were pinched with bruises and swollen, and his face was red and purple. He could not have the momentum of a golden Arhat, and it was like a frost-beaten eggplant.

"Stop!" A shout came from the sky, and a figure appeared from the sky, and the broken eyes disappeared again, and disappeared into the void.

Qin Yun sneered, raised his feet and stepped on the ground hard again. Manzhu Shahua, who was scattered on the ground, was shaken up, and was swept up by the wind, flying all over the sky, which was very beautiful! Bang bang bang bang bang, three loud noises broke out in the void, and then silence fell in an instant...

Seeing this, the Arhat Fuhu couldn't help but sweat oozed from his forehead. He recognized the visitor as the powerful general Bodhisattva under Maitreya. This Bodhisattva held a golden sword, but was wearing a top scholar's robe, with beautiful eyebrows and handsome eyes. Who would have thought that he was a warlike Bodhisattva?

The sky was clear and cloudless, and a person suddenly exploded. The head crown of the fierce general Bodhisattva was blown away, his clothes were torn, and he was quite embarrassed.

A thousand miles away is a step away for the Mahayana, Qin Yun forced the powerful general Bodhisattva out.

The tiger-suffering arhats and the twelve arhats standing around Qin Yun in the sky, their eyes were rounded, and they looked like cow eggs, which was extremely funny.

"I will do what I said, and you have not stopped me from my strength!" Qin Yun raised his head, his hair three thousand feet long, like a god and demon from the sky, and he looked down on the world. The Huhu Arhat's face turned pale. He was scared and before he could even beg for mercy, he was thrown into the sea of ​​suffering by Qin Yun. The sea of ​​suffering was like a ferocious beast. The golden light on the Huhu Arhat's body flashed a few times in the waves and was swallowed by the black water.

During the Qiantang River tide, the Nirvana of the rich people when they sprinkled golden leaves was somewhat similar to this time, but the golden leaves were not as brilliant as the Arhats.

The fierce general Bodhisattva was so angry that his face turned pale, and his eighty-one Buddha bones were trembling slightly. It was him who tried his best to suppress his anger.

Qin Yun sneered in his heart. He also had a hidden vigilance. The powerful general Bodhisattva was not as reckless as the legendary ones.

"You useless trash, both of you, are in the realm of transformation, and he has just been promoted. So many of you arhats who have practiced for many years have been killed by him, and it is not embarrassing to see how you explain to you when you return to the throne of Maitreya Buddha!"

The powerful general Bodhisattva was disguised as soon as he arrived. He was disgraced and could only save some face from these useless arhats.

How could Qin Yun give him this opportunity? Seeing him cursing, he twitched his mouth and said sarcastically: "Magic General Bodhisattva, you will end up with them. "It's like a bald man, why bully the bald man? Even if his scalp is brighter, he will only look at a few inches more..."

"Children Huangkou, when this Bodhisattva was enlightened, you were not born yet. What qualifications are you to secretly mocking me in the morning!" The fierce general Bodhisattva looked fierce and could not stand the most. He stepped forward and stopped traveling through space this time. Instead, he used the secret technique of shrinking the ground into an inch!

Within a break, the golden sword of the powerful general Bodhisattva had fallen above Qin Yun's head. The momentum of the Mahayana master was pressed down like Mount Tai, and the air around him was suddenly as heavy as iron, which made people breathless. The twelve arhats had to unite and barely breathe.

A trace of horror flashed in Qin Yun's eyes, and he thought to himself that he was so fast. He didn't dare to be negligent, and stepped on the sky in one step and met. The golden sword fell very quickly. Qin Yun fought over the steps, but he did not dare to ignore the full strength of a Bodhisattva, and the horned top-grade spiritual weapon.

The golden sword broke through and split the void. There was a clear sky around it, and it was pitch black, as if night was coming.

Qin Yun's body was flashing with golden light, and the blood and blood protected his body. He took action faster. His fingers bounced on the falling scarf for three consecutive times. His strength was strong and steady. He made a big move, but he beat the sword of the powerful general Bodhisattva to the point of being slanted and looked at it passing through his shoulder.

Golden blood flowed between the fingers. After all, he was a master of the Mahayana period. With his impotence and domineering power, Qin Yun's middle finger was skin and flesh burst, and almost broke the running of the ∵ characters. White light flowed between the fingers, the flesh and blood contracted, and it returned to its original state in a moment.

The fierce general Bodhisattva looked ugly, and one sword fell and another sword rose again. Qin Yun only felt his eyes shaking. At some point, the golden sword hit his head again. Again and again, the fierce general Bodhisattva would not give Qin Yun the chance to use his old trick again, and Qin Yun also understood.

So, he retreated, and while his feet were retreating, his body fell in the air like a leaf. Without a path, even the powerful general Bodhisattva could not capture his castration and did not know how to start. Seeing Qin Yun's footsteps move, a hint of surprise flashed through his eyes!

"Liuyun Step, no, it is not an ordinary Liuyun Step. Some changes have been made, but it is even more mysterious!"

"Yes, this technique was created by me on the basis of the Flowing Cloud Step. The flowing clouds and water are too smooth and fast, but they can still capture his traces. Only when wind and water are combined can there be no traces. This step method is of course the wind and cloud steps!"

"You can create your own magic at a young age and will definitely become a master in the future, but you are the enemy and you cannot keep it, a pity..."

"There are many people who want to kill me, because you are not the first one, but I still live safely until now. Most of the people who want to kill me are dead. I think you today must follow their footsteps and eliminate your ability to find them as a companion in hell!"

"Boy is crazy!" The fierce general Bodhisattva looked straight and his eyebrows were raised. The golden power he fell to beat three more points, and he chased Qin Yun.

"Do you think you have weapons?" Qin Yun was forced by the powerful general Bodhisattva and gradually became angry. He pointed at the wave of the sea of ​​suffering and drank: "Come on the sword!" The voice echoed in the sea of ​​suffering and continued for a long time.

Mozhou, by the bitter sea, is a dead desert. There is no death here because there will be no life.

At some point, there were five stone swords on the beach of bitterness, each one with unique nirvana. Shortly after Qin Yun's voice came out, the five stones here were broken, revealing the colorful light inside. Buzz, the first thing that rose to the ground was a golden sword. When the golden sword was exposed from the stone, it exuded a vicissitudes and ancient aura. Listening with your ears, the sound of golden swords and iron horses was echoing.

The breath of conquest spreads across a radius of thousands of miles. The dusty years have only been killed to vent. The black figure flashed by the side of Jinjia. It was like an illusion. At this time, the golden sword buzzed, rose up from the ground, flew into the dark sea of ​​suffering, and disappeared!

Immediately afterwards, a red sword fell off a layer of thick blood. The blood seemed to have just been produced, but it did not solidify after a long time. When the stone skin fell off, a man in red appeared in Chi Jibai. Under the torn clothes, the man held the red sword with his thin hand. The red sword made a cheerful cry. The man smiled gloomyly, and with a swish, the whole person disappeared. He could only see a trace of blood flying into the sea of ​​bitterness, and it was gone!

Immediately afterwards, the remaining three stone slurry came out, and a transparent figure appeared after the two of them. He grabbed the blue sword with both hands. This more faceless aura was extremely divine and could not develop a blasphemy.

"Although you two swords are not introduced, they are still stained with a trace of his breath and are already spiritual. Haven't you set off to fly?"

As soon as this person finished speaking, the Zixiao Sword and the Netherworld Yellow Spring on the ground buzzed at the same time, flew out in the air, spiraled into the place of Kuhou. Qingxiao Sword and transparent figure chased each other, passing through the huge waves of the Kuhai Sea. Only a series of sounds were left.

Qin Yun retreated to the sea of ​​bitterness, and had no choice but to reach out and use his finger-blinking magic power again, the fierce general Bodhisattva sneered, and the golden sword changed rapidly. He changed to slashing, and he was going to cut Qin Yun horizontally. In this way, Qin Yun's finger-blinking magic power lost its place and slid toward the side. The fierce general Bodhisattva seemed to have already expected Qin Yun's actions, and reached out toward a vast ocean, which turned into a flat ground in an instant. In the ocean, there were continuous corpses and smells foul. Everyone who saw them changed color.

"This is the scene of Shura Hell!" The remaining Baina Arhats saw the origin of this scene, "It was actually a projection of Shura Hell!"

"Projection?" The fierce general Bodhisattva looked proud, "Look carefully, this is actually a projection, a thought of hell, this is my Dharma!"

Qin Yun stepped into the river in one step, and his ankle touched the stagnant water, which immediately corroded. After picking it up, only the thick white bones remained.

Qin Yun was shocked and dared not easily, "This is the real Shura hell. One thought turns into hell. A Bodhisattva actually has such a vicious move!" White light flashed on his ankles, and his muscles grew rapidly, and he returned to his original state in a moment.

"You are obsessed with it. You only think that my Buddhist mercy is compassionate and avoid killing. You must know that great evil should be punished. This Shura hell is where my Buddhist sect uses to suppress the great evil people. The Buddha had existed for countless years, but it was just used by my Buddhist sect."

The two of them said this like friends. The sword in their hands was not merciless. The golden sword was extremely fast. Qin Yun dodged against the edge of Shura Hell. Every time he barely avoided the sword blade. It was so dangerous. The fierce general Bodhisattva saw the opportunity and smiled even more. When he came over, he actually grew three inches. These three inches seemed not long, but they could take human life.

Qin Yun had no choice but to hide. At this moment, a golden sword fell from the sky and directly blocked the golden sword of the powerful general Bodhisattva.

"What, where did the sword come from?" The fierce general Bodhisattva looked incredible when he saw the golden sword with white light scattered in Qin Yun's hand.

"Long time no see!" Qin Yun gently stroked the golden sword, the cold scarf gradually became hot, and his momentum suddenly doubled.

"Good sword, I want this sword!" The fierce general Bodhisattva had a very accurate vision. The golden ship in Qin Yun's hand was exuding a forceful aura. Even he could feel huge pressure. This was something that the sword in his hand could not do. With this alone, this sword can be confirmed to be extraordinary!

"This sword is called Jin Xiao, which controls the way of conquest in the world. If you have the ability, come and get it, but the premise is that you are still alive!"

The two of them had their eyes intertwined and they started to confront each other again. There was a strong smell of gunpowder in the air. Their aura had forced the remaining twelve arhats thousands of miles away. Otherwise, they would be likely to be directly damaged by this aura and reduce their cultivation.

Qin Yun's injuries were completely restored, and his cultivation level reached the middle stage of the Transformation Realm. At this moment, he crossed two levels of Second World War. Facing the fierce general Bodhisattva in the middle stage of Mahayana, he was calm and calm. Jin Xiao flirted with the gold of the powerful general Bodhisattva. When the two swords touched each other, the sky could not withstand such powerful force, tearing apart one by one, and the cracks spread thousands of miles away.

Who would have thought that a mid-stage Mahayana fights a monk in the mid-stage stage of Transformation. The battle that was originally unquestionable was evenly matched. The space crack spread to the feet of the twelve arhats. The twelve people were frightened. The Baina Arhat who was just talking was accidentally swallowed by the crack of darkness and did not even have a trace of energy to run out. Qin Yun looked back at the place, with extremely strange eyes!

"When fighting, there is still time to look around, it's simply a search for death!" The fierce general Bodhisattva looked angry. Qin Yun did this and didn't take him seriously at all. No wonder he got angry. The cunning suddenly became sharp, one farewell like a sword. One sword was quicker than another!

Qin Yun hurriedly resisted, but didn't care much, and said, "I saw that man died, and he didn't even leave surprise. It's a pity, but you are a Bodhisattva, and your energy is worth hundreds of such arhats. If you kill you, you don't care about one or two deaths!"

"Rampant, I see how you kill me!" The fierce general Bodhisattva's face became even more angry. He grabbed a bean from his chest and muttered something. He blew a fairy air at the beans in his hand. He sprinkled it on the ground. The round beans immediately turned into golden armored guards. He held a bow and sword, danced spears and guns, and counted horizontally and vertically, and there were a hundred golden armored guards!

"Kill!" These golden armors roared and killed, and shouted loudly. The eleven arhats seemed to have little chickens without hens, and they fled around. When they heard the golden armor's shout, they were stunned on the spot, with a shocked face.

"The art of sprinkling beans into soldiers!" Qin Yun recognized this art at a glance and was also shocked: "I didn't expect that the legendary supreme magic of Buddhism was re-established here. The powerful general Bodhisattva really has an extraordinary origin, and the two spells he used were extremely good!"

"Can you break this technique?" The fierce general Bodhisattva smiled provocatively at Qin Yun, but this smile made Qin Yun a little panicked and very cunning.

How could Qin Yun be willing to show weakness? He said immediately: "What's the difficulty to break this technique? Look at my magic weapon!" Qin Yun threw the Jinxiao Sword directly from the air, and inserted the scarf into the ground and more than a hundred golden armors came to Qin Yun. The moment the Jinxiao Sword landed, a murderous aura instantly spread throughout the battlefield. Chi Yan held the Jinxiao Sword in his hand and pointed at more than a hundred golden armors. Suddenly, thousands of troops appeared behind her.

The red smoke in black was covered in a solemn face, as if the commander of thousands of troops. The commander of the Jinxiao sword pointed, the horses galloped and the flags were waving, and the whole group of troops quickly swallowed more than a hundred golden armors, not even a scum left.

The face of the fierce general Bodhisattva became extremely ugly. The technique of sprinkling beans into war can't be said to be powerful. But no matter how powerful it is, how can it be worthy of the battle sword of one of the three ancient swords? It is a sword that integrates countless battle souls in the ancient times. Isn't it more than enough to deal with a magic trick?

Hiss, the army dissipated, Chi Yan raised his head and paid the bills and bills to Qin Yun in the sky. Qin Yun was ridiculous and laughed, so she could only let her.

"Ten Thousand Buddhas are on the Sect!" This time, the fierce general Bodhisattva no longer fought with Qin Yun, and directly used his killer moves. When he reached out, a golden statue of Buddha, which was ten thousand feet tall, suddenly appeared. After a moment, the golden statue did not exist, turned into a pot of gold and water, and poured back into the heavenly spirit of the powerful general Bodhisattva.

As the gold and water fell, the momentum of the powerful general Bodhisattva increased rapidly, and there were signs of a breakthrough in the late Mahayana period.

"There is a great secret in my Buddhism, which is the art of faith, which is what you talk about incense. As for the use of incense, most of them are unknown. I will tell you now that incense is the cultivation of my Buddha. The lifespan of my Buddha. As long as I can practice the indestructible body of Vajra, then incense will continue to continue to improve our cultivation and our lifespan will continue to extend."

"No wonder, the saints only have 100,000 years, but your Buddhas in Xizhou have a lifespan of millions of years. However, in terms of strength, they are not as good as those of immortal cultivators in other states. But it's better, they can live longer. What do people do to practice their destiny?

Seeing that the cultivation of the powerful general Bodhisattva was rapidly improving, Qin Yun felt a little uneasy and shouted again, "Come on the sword!"

This time, a blood light fell into Qin Yun's hand. Qin Yun's face became murderous. He took a step forward and almost reached the extreme. With the lessons of the powerful general Bodhisattva, he did not dare to travel through the void, so as not to be shaken out at the time, making him even more embarrassed than the powerful general Bodhisattva.

Wherever the blood light went, the Arhat was wailing. Qin Yun had no sympathy for these people who wanted to kill him. He threw his head one by one, and the essence was sucked into Qin Yun's body. His stagnant cultivation level increased rapidly again, and there was no need for the fierce general Bodhisattva to be slow.

Blood rain after blood was thrown down the sky, and the charm of Manzhu Shahua on the ground became even stronger. Killing people like slaughtering dogs. Qin Yun's sword was so fast that they didn't even have the chance to resist, so they became evil ghosts under Qin Yun's sword. So what about the arhats? They were still sent to reincarnation by Qin Yun.

The sword in Qin Yun's hand was not slow, and he killed many people in a row. The powerful general Bodhisattva stared at Qin Yun's actions and wanted to cut him down. However, the golden water had not yet fallen, so he could only watch Qin Yun kill someone and shouted angrily: "Devil, it's really a devil, a white-haired old demon!"

When the wolf enters the flock of sheep, the eleven Arhats are like a flock of sheep. They are torn by Qin Yun's hungry wolf. When the blood light flies by, it will bring about a rain of blood. The white hair is flying in the air, growing so shockingly that it is quite appropriate for the fierce general Bodhisattva to call him a white-haired old demon.

Qin Yun sucked all the essence and blood of eleven arhats and rubbed his nose comfortably. A large amount of dead energy fell out of thin air in the sky. Each dead energy was a disaster brought by heaven, representing the sin that Qin Yun had committed to angering the heaven.

"Is this disaster finally here?" He didn't care. The blood sword fell and the black Netherworld Yellow Spring fell into his hands. This hand was even more deadly. With a loud bang, he cut off his three thousand hairs. The strands suddenly turned into a white light, resisting the deadly aura falling from heaven.

"Qin Yun, your death period has arrived!" At this moment, the golden water on the head of the fierce general Bodhisattva fell, and he had already stepped into the peak of the late stage of the realm of transformation, and his aura was more than ten times stronger!

If you want to know what happens next, please listen to the next breakdown! (To be continued...
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