On the other hand, it is unpredictable. The projection of the eighteen levels of hell changes into 18 kinds of magical powers, and each hell changes into 16 smaller hells.

A formation formed vaguely, besieging Du Shi, and constantly wearing down the opponent.

The two of them fought thousands of times in a blink of an eye. Every punch thrown by Du Shi was shattered by thousands of magical powers and spells, and a layer of hell collapsed. And the prison king released endless hell in a single thought.

, put it on again layer by layer.

The movement even affected the outside world. Citizens who had fallen asleep were awakened by subtle vibrations coming from the void. Thinking it was an earthquake, everyone ran out of their homes for a while, and then the siren sounded.

Lu Haochu couldn't help but twitch his lips when he saw the earthquake warning sent by text message on his mobile phone.

"There's one more report to write."

Everything about each mission must be written down, including but not limited to the people and things involved.

There is chaos in the underworld.

The Red Buddha is surrounded by endless shackles. Every time he breaks one, ten more will appear, and various punishments will be imposed on him.

Car crash, stuffy pot, broken pieces, small holes...

It appears to be torture on the body, but in reality it is torture on the mind.

Have you made any mistakes in your life?

No one is perfect, how can there be people without faults in the world? The method of questioning one's heart has always been to kill people invisible.

All the mistakes of his life flashed before his eyes, as well as the lamentations of countless people he had killed.

He killed so many people that they piled up into a small mountain.

A somewhat surprised voice came from the prison king: "I didn't expect you, a bald donkey, to be so easy to kill. It turns out that Buddhas and demons are not separated from each other."

This surprise soon disappeared, because for his time, this giant Buddha was already considered very benevolent.

The most evil person at that time was not the devil, but the Buddha who now keeps claiming that he will save all sentient beings.

For example, he knew a Buddhist great Buddha, and the way he cultivated was called three kinds of eating: good eating, gluttonous eating, and angry eating.

His daily practice is eating, chewing other creatures alive, devouring others in various ways, and even creating 1,880 dishes.

There are hundreds of single-person dishes.

It is called eating Buddha.

The other party's practice is ultimately to give up these three eating habits, so that he can achieve perfection.

The purpose is very similar to the Buddhist method, but the process makes even the Hell King feel uncomfortable. His eighteen levels of hell are to kill his obsession and resentment, and the other party just eats it.

The Prison King is best at dealing with such people.

Just as joy arose, a bit of Buddha's light emerged from the 18th level of hell, instantly penetrating all illusions.

The Buddha's voice is resounding and bright.

"The body is like glass, clear inside and outside, pure and free of dirt."

Du Shi broke away from the 18th level of hell, with a look of compassion on his face, but the red Buddha behind him had opened his bloodthirsty fangs.

The name Buddha and Demon seems to be correct.

The Prison King's face suddenly darkened, and he looked even uglier than when he was at a disadvantage just now.

Buddha’s heart!

This is the type he is least good at dealing with. The methods of the eighteen levels of hell are almost ineffective against the Buddha's heart.

"The donor can know that killing karma does not mean killing people, but killing to protect lives."

The red Buddha's left hand pointed to the sky, and a flash of lightning suddenly appeared, turning into a divine bow. When he pulled it with his right hand, a rapid thunder sounded throughout the cave.

Facing the dazzling thunder, the prison king felt an unspeakable fear in his heart.

Invincible, run!

He turned around and ran away without hesitation, and at the same time he did not forget to use the power of the underworld to summon the 18th level of hell projection pad again.

"Listen to the immortal thunder."

An indifferent voice came from behind, and was immediately covered up by the earth-shaking thunder.

A flash of lightning penetrated the eighteen levels of hell and penetrated into the divine body of the King of Prisoners. All methods of protecting the body were futile in the face of the thunder.

This is what he gained after crossing the world and attaining enlightenment. He understood the three-part true meaning of Xiaowu Lei Zhengfa.

Half of the prison king's body disappeared, and then he was hit hard, and he didn't even have the strength to escape.

While panting, he sent the last of his strength into his vagina.

"Reincarnation is immortal."
Chapter completed!