Chapter 62 You and I will go to hell together

Chu He's face was pale and unresponsive, until the shell exploded and Buddha ash rushed towards him, and severe pain instantly swept across every nerve in his body.

Countless dust smaller than air molecules carry high-explosion substances into the flesh and blood body, causing a series of explosions that are invisible to the naked eye in the depths of blood vessels and bone marrow, piercing into the depths of the soul, causing violent shocks to the divine nature.

That was just something that happened in just a few seconds.

Chu He coughed out a mouthful of blood, covered his throat tightly in the severe pain, stared at Zhou Hui, and fell down after a while.

In fact, his vision was blurred. He could only vaguely see Zhou Hui's figure, and he could not see clearly what expression was on his face.

——If you leave, I won’t want you anymore.

It turns out to be honest.

——At this moment, the King of Pozhi Shura arrived behind him and saw Chu He half-kneeling in pain in the high sky with the airflow, blocking him halfway up to rescue the Demon Lord Fanluo.

The Phoenix King has always been a very complicated existence for the Asura tribe. On the one hand, when he cleared the blood sea, he shot his former Asura king with one arrow, indirectly causing a thousand-year turmoil in the four evil realms; on the other hand, he once betrayed Zhou Hui, the biggest enemy of the four evil realms, and saved the current Asura king Fanluo.

He is the most divine king of heaven and is known to be the most powerful in heaven. He is simply disdainful of the malice of Asura and the hell demon; but it is undeniable that he is one of the important helpers to the revival of the Asura tribe.

Under this complex attitude, many Asuras were extremely vigilant and hostile towards the Phoenix Mingwang. The Pozhi Shura, who once strongly advocated killing the Phoenix Mingwang and refining his divine nature, was one of them. Since he arrived in the human world, he has been monitoring Chu He every move. As expected, Chu He did not remain calm all the time. When the Demon Lord was severely injured by Buddha gray, he took action.

If it were others, they might not be able to immediately distinguish the true intentions hidden by Chu He, but King Pozhi Shura realized at that time that the target of King Phoenix Ming was not Zhou Hui.

——He wants to attack the Demon Lord!

The giant hand of Pozhi Shura King raised, and in an instant, a vajra hammer weighing more than a thousand pounds appeared in the void. He held it and roared and smashed it down at Chu He's back!

At this time, the black clouds of white bones transformed by the magic figure of the Demon Lord were surging and rolling, like a vicious giant dragon circling up, wrapping Zhou Hui tightly inside; the flash of current in the black clouds, the white bones burst, and the continuous loud noises were deafening, shaking the heaven and the earth constantly.

Chu He covered his chest tightly and gasped violently, and suddenly a gust of wind came from behind his ears.

Even if he was seriously injured, his combat experience over tens of thousands of years was not fake. The combat instinct, deeply embedded in blood, made his body faster than his reaction. He bowed his head in an instant, and a giant hammer whizzed past his head.

Chu He turned his head, his eyes widened and then narrowed, and said sternly: "Puzhi Shura King!"

King Pozhi Shura retracted the giant hammer, his arm muscles twisted and erected, exceeding his length, forming an extremely weird and terrifying silhouette.

Immediately afterwards, he swung his wrists across, and the Hammer once again carried the hurricane toward Chu He's chest!

If this is hit, even if it is just a little bit, the sternum will be broken into blood mud, and it may be half of the whole person in an instant.

Chu He retreated suddenly, his temples and collar were all brushing forward, and at the critical moment, he avoided the attack with a hurricane. However, Po Zhi is worthy of being the leader of the four Shura kings in the Asura tribe. His huge body as big as a hill was extremely flexible and brisk. He swung his vague hammer and rushed over again, and rushed to Chu He in an instant!

At this time, the ground was swept by the sea of ​​fire, and the six-character mantra Buddhist scriptures in the air were emitting thousands of sharp lights, and the flesh and blood of the deep black hell demon splattered like an explosion. The heavy rain from the sky did not have time to fall to the earth, and the high-heat energy evaporated into white steam in the air. The black dead sea water was mixed in the rampant fire stream. As long as it touched something, it began to corrode, making a sizzling sound.

Under this chaotic situation, Chu He could no longer retreat, and suddenly stopped in the air and pulled out the Buddha's bone knife.

However, just as he was about to fight head-on, a figure descended in the sky like lightning, riding on the neck of the King of Pozhi Shura under the huge head, raising his sword with his hand, and the snow light pierced, and the tip of the knife penetrated deeply into the King of Pozhi Shura's throat.

——It’s Garula!

The boy's side face was fluttering, and his face was expressionless. The Pozhi Shura King yelled loudly in pain, but Garula's body was as calm as a rock, his legs clamped his neck without wavering. At the same time, he grabbed the hilt of the knife with both hands and suddenly exerted force.

I saw black blood splashing out dozens of meters away like sharp arrows, and the knife cut off the head of Pozhi Shura King!

Chu He sternly said: "Galaro dodge--"

Garula jumped up like lightning, and at his feet, the head of Pozhi Shura King hit the ground with a bang!

However, at that moment, his strange body could not stand down. He even raised his head down with one hand, raised the Hammer with the other hand and swung wildly, just a minute to sweep Garula's quick heel!

"Why don't you die?!" Garulo stood next to Chu He and asked loudly.

Chu He patted his son on the shoulder: "The four king-level Asuras were not killed like this."

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At the same time, with the black clouds in the middle of the white bones, Zhou Hui seemed to be in the vast sea in the storm, with dazzling rings of lightning surrounding his body.

The electric current hit his body without mercy, and every flowing of blood and blood was splattering. Around him, the Demon Lord's face turned into a white bone mask, and millions of them reflected from the void, with countless black holes staring at him from all directions.

"Can you finally realize it, a stupid monster?" Fanluo's voice came from the exposed mouths of countless skeleton masks, stirring up echoes in the closed space.

"Do you think the lowly hell demon can climb up to the king of Heavenly Dao and challenge the authority of my Asura tribe. Now you finally realize that you are stupid? Do you think the Asura tribe will always surrender under the rule of Heavenly Dao, be overtaken by you and show off your power for thousands of years, and can you still resist the corpse of you?!"

Countless demon lords Fanluo poked out his body from all directions, with blades standing like rain in his hands, and densely packed blade tips aimed at Zhou Hui: "Hell Demon, today is the day you pay the price!"

The Demon Lord in the void roared and made a loud noise covering the sky, causing countless white bones in the black clouds to tremble: "Your corpse will turn into a sea of ​​blood, and you will never be able to reincarnate. You will always watch my Asura tribe, nine heavens and ten earths, and rule the six paths--!"

As he finished speaking, countless demons released their hilts, and the tips of thousands of swords were like meteors being guided, slashing towards Zhou Hui, who was surrounded by lightning in the middle of the void!

However, at this moment, Zhou Hui raised his head.

His handsome face was covered in blood, but there was no trace of pain, only his eyes stretched out with a chilling scarlet light.

"I don't even kneel down," he said coldly, "What is Asura?"

——The next second, Zhou Hui's figure suddenly turned into a giant monster standing upright in the hurricane. His huge palm stepped on the ground, his shoulder height was almost the same as the sky, his face looked like a lion and a tiger, and his black mane was angrily in the wind, emitting a terrifying majestic momentum.

It opened its bloody mouth, counterattacked against the sword and rain, and rushed to one of the millions of exactly the same magic figures as the magic figures!

The torrent gathered at the tip of the knife cut countless blood marks on the huge body of the monster, and the blood spread out from the hideous beast's head. Countless blades even chopped off the white claws of the hind legs and feet.

However, this did not even delay the rush of the monster by one thousandth of a second.

It disappeared in one place and appeared in another place at the same time. The process was so fast that the naked eye could not capture it. In the blink of an eye, it fell in front of one of the countless magic figures in the sky.

——The Demon Lord never expected that the demon beast recognized his true body at a glance in the ten thousand phantoms, but at this time it was too late to escape or defend. The demon beast suddenly raised its claws and slapped the demon king under the sharp claws with one palm!

The black and white bones roared, and then quickly dissipated, and the scattered skeletons fell madly towards the earth like hail.

"So what about the Great Asura King," the monster said in a low voice.

It opened its mouth, revealing three rows of sharp beast teeth on its upper and lower sides, which immediately made everyone who witnessed the moment unable to believe that the scene of their eyes had happened. It lowered its head and suddenly tore off a piece of bloody raw flesh from the Demon Lord!

The white bone mask of the Demon Lord's Dharma Image fell. In his incredible expression, the Demon Beast raised his neck and rolled his tongue, swallowing the raw meat!

The shaking raw meat and the spilled blood at that moment, together with the flesh and blood that were crisscrossed out of its own body, formed the most bizarre, terrifying and explosive scene on the high-altitude battlefield.

"Your divine character belongs to me," the monster lowered his head again, revealing his dense and gloomy teeth.

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At the same time, not far away in the air, Galauro said in surprise: "Father, he..."

Chu He pressed Garula down, then the Vajra hammer rubbed his scalp and waved it. The headless body of the Pozhi Shura king rushed over: "Ahhhhhh--"

Chu He pulled Garula back quickly, and at the critical moment he bypassed the giant headless corpse and avoided the heavy hammer of the Vajra that was waving like a storm!

"What's wrong with him, Father!" Garulo asked loudly in the strong wind.

Chu He did not answer. His eyes turned from Pozhi Shura King to Zhou Hui, gasping slightly, and his face was very bad.

The extremely evil Asura can only withstand the thunder when the divine nature is full, so Chu He’s original plan was to weaken the demon Lord Fanluo by Zhou Hui, and even cause limited damage to his divine nature, so that he can successfully steal from it, kill the demon Lord, and trigger a thunder tribulation.

Once the disaster begins, the roaring sea of ​​thunder will fall into the underworld with him. When it is most violent, it can even break the thirty-third level of the Heavenly Seal Gate, allowing him to rise from Buzhou Mountain to the Colorless Heaven smoothly.

However, what he never expected was that the situation had changed unpredictably now - Zhou Hui was actually using the oldest and bloodiest way of swallowing the Dharma body to snatch the magical character of the Demon Lord as the Great Asura King!

This is a forbidden technique that only ancient classics have recorded. Because it is too bloody and barbaric, it has long been listed as a crime of the Asura tribe by the Heavenly Dao and banned. Chu He could not have thought of where Zhou Hui learned of this method from, but he knew that if Zhou Hui was allowed to swallow it, Fanluo's divine nature would be difficult to merge with Zhou Hui's soul as a hell demon. The biggest possibility is that the divine nature is completely destroyed and then completely extinct.

What does he want to do?

What exactly does Zhou Hui want to do?!

Chu He trembled slightly deep in his pupils, and Garulo asked hoarsely: "Mother?!"

"..." Chu He gasped, reached out to rub Garulo's messy short hair, and said, "Go to the ground to help Hu Qing and the others, protect yourself."

Garulo asked angrily: "What should you do?"

Chu He looked at him, his eyes flashed with a trace of long-lost emotions.

That was the gentle and hot feeling that Garulo often felt from the gentle gaze of the phoenix many years ago when he was young. On many cold nights, he curled himself in the phoenix's gorgeous tail feathers, and felt that the phoenix gently comb his and peacock's young hair with his beak, looking at them with this loving look until they fell into the pure white carefree dream of childhood.

"I'll be back soon," he gently pressed his forehead against Garulo, which was a very intimate and nostalgic farewell: "You and Zhou Hui must protect yourself well. After I take away all the shadows on the road ahead... I will come back."

Chu He pressed Garula's shoulder and gently pushed his son.

Garula had no time to react, and then he turned around and rushed towards the headless Pozhi Shura King, whose figure ignited a gorgeous golden red flame in the void.

The next second, he drew his sword and unsheathed it, and the Buddha's bone sword burst out with colorful colors in the phoenix true fire, as if the first ray of light that created the world came from a high altitude.

——He slashed horizontally, and the blade slanted to cut the body of King Pozhi Shura from bottom to top into two pieces!

The headless giant corpse solidified for a moment, then separated up and down, and bleed wildly from the fracture.

With a loud bang, the Pozhi Shura King fell to the ground in several pieces, and immediately ignited a huge fire!

At that moment, in the ancient dark sky that no one could see, it seemed as if a second hand ticked and reached the end.

The phoenix Mingwang’s merit book is full, and the thunder disaster falls from the sky, and ominous lightning flashes faintly in the clouds.

Chu He knelt on one knee, his whole body splattered with blood, and he slowly closed his eyes while holding a knife in one hand.

The monster Zhou Hui seemed to feel something not far away, and suddenly raised his head and roared: "Phoenix--!"

However, as soon as his voice came out, it was drowned in the thunder that was thundering. Everyone's eyes suddenly turned into bright blue, a world of snow-white electric arcs intertwined, and thousands of acres of thunder filled the world, bursting out a strong light that was enough to burn the retina!

The sea of ​​thunder is boundless, turning the world into a vast silence.

In this almost frozen silence, Chu He's figure went upstream, passing through the sky battlefield that turned into powder, and came to Zhou Hui.
To be continued...