"Master Zongchun, you go first!"

Abe-ji held the sword with his remaining right hand, and struggled to straighten his back.

"Even if I only have my right hand, I can still chop..."

Facing the magic wolf whose throat was squirming and looking back, he stubbornly bit his lower lip.

"Hell Heavenly Palace, all of them are pure land, why do you want to leave?"

If he hadn't heard Abe Temple's words, Zong Chun shook off the stone on his leg and stepped in front of him.

"All appearances and colors are like light, whether thick or thin, close or far, the bodhisattva's celestial eye can see everything..."

In the low voice of chanting the Buddha, Zong Chun's eyes full of white light reflected the wolf's mouth that was approaching again.

"According to the good view of discrimination, understanding, and good view, I also see that all sentient beings in it, except for the colorless heaven, the karma and deeds are continuous in birth and death, if the karma and karma, the roots of discrimination are fully known..."

On that rainy night at Kawasaki Daishi Temple, he dispelled his "Joyful Dharma" and realized "Tianyantong".

And the many days of hard work under the black giant tree finally accumulated at this time...

"He said, the ten directions are immeasurable."

A gleaming Buddha statue with a body shape no different from ordinary people, with eyes closed, quietly emerged from behind him.

Dharmakaya: The immeasurable Buddha of the ten directions.

"I will try to break the 'destiny' of his body, please be sure to seize the opportunity, Mr. Abe."

Having said that, the "Unquantified Buddha of the Ten Directions" opened his eyes.

"break!"

As if the eyes that can penetrate the world and pass through cause and effect, they quietly stare at the wolf's mouth that rushes towards the face and devours the world.

The "filament of fate" covering Reyel's body, like a tortoise shell bound by scissors, bounced open.

"Hey, maybe it's the last knife in my life..."

The "Sun and Moon" swords swirled in mid-air to form one handle, which was held by Abeji in his hand.

This situation reminded him of the night of Yoshihara Long Street, where fireworks lit up, and the two fought side by side.

"Absolutely, can't, cut off!!!!"

With a majestic smile, Abe Temple unhurriedly slashed with a knife...

Two-day first-class · final style · zero day yuan.

The sword that was once cut out countless times by Yagyu Yujurou with this body, now reappears in his hands!

Reyel was about to close his upper and lower jaws, as if an irresistible tornado was pouring into him.

The crisscrossed gigantic teeth cut in unison!

On the pitch-black gums, blood spurted like a spring!

With the cooperation of the two, even a demon wolf whose body is comparable to resentment and cannot even hurt the power of "rules", "breaks the defense" for the first time!

"Roar!!!!"

The physical pain seemed to have further awakened Reyel's animal nature, and the huge mouth that was overflowing with blood and flattened its sharp teeth came to the two of them unabated.

"Is it over? There will be no regrets in this life if you repeat this style."

"Amitabha, it is an unparalleled honor for poor monks to be able to go to bliss with Lord Abe. All dharmas are born due to conditions, and all dharmas are destroyed because of conditions. This is why there is this, there is no reason why this is not, this is born because that is born, and this is extinct because that is extinct. …”

Facing the huge mouth of the abyss that had no time to escape in front of him, Abe-ji Temple and Sochun, who stood side by side, had a calm expression on their faces.

"The stinky boy who only cares about his own running. I am both a father and a mother. I have worked so hard to cultivate you for so many years, and I finally have a look..."

At the critical moment, the man's cursing words suddenly sounded in the field.

"Wow?"

Reyel seemed to have noticed something, and the bloodthirsty wolf pupil glanced at the top of his head subconsciously...

"If it's just like this, what will happen to my 'early retirement plan'? It's okay to be the head of the house until he is dead, and he doesn't have the face to go to see your mother and ancestors under Jiuquan?!"

Through the gaps in the black branches and leaves, a huge chessboard that can cover the entire sea of ​​trees can be vaguely seen, spinning and descending!

"This voice is Abe Bushi?"

A little white light quietly lit from the chest of Abe Temple.

He looked down and saw that it was a white chess piece that was put into his pocket at an unknown time.

At the moment when the incomplete wolf's teeth "clicked" together, he and Zong Chun, who was beside him, disappeared into the white light so abruptly.

……

"Amitabha..."

Among the black trees and white fog, the monks headed by Hongfa recited the Buddha's name, and used the strong Buddha light to prop up an unbreakable wall, protecting the periphery of the "one-line" advancing team.

"Hands gave birth to iron claws, slapped each other with their claws, and slapped themselves apart until they were exhausted and died."

Countless living corpses, waving iron claws and hitting the Buddha's light, seemed to be run over by a truck, twisted and shattered...

"However, when the cold wind blows, the skin and flesh are still alive, and they will suffer again."

However, no matter what kind of attack they are attacked, even if they are turned into a pile of ashes, these iron-clawed corpses will always stand up again in the dark when the next black wind blows.

"Everyone, the scene in front of you is the same as the "Thinking of Hell" recorded in the Chronicle of the World."

The Thinking Hell, also known as the Waiting Hell, is one of the eight hot hells in the legend. Anyone who commits the crime of killing, destroying the right view, and slandering the Dharma will be reborn in this hell.

"The sea of ​​trees turns into a 'hell', and the corpse is immortal and endless, and there must be some kind of 'rule' behind it."

Looking at the immortal corpse in the talisman fire and the thunder gang, endlessly looping between the ashes and the rebirth of flesh and blood, Tokimoto Ichiro narrowed his eyes and thought deeply.

Behind the Buddha's Light, the ten Shouchen Ding under the command of Fujiwara Tree, black vines are constantly pouring out of their robes, quietly covering the ground...

Once the approaching corpse is entangled ~lightnovelpub.net~, it will be dehydrated, shriveled, twisted, withered, and turned into fly ash.

The flying swords like flying swords, the invisible arrows like weeping and weeping, the divine oil that burns when touched, and the missile group that flutters in the twilight like a pavement of swords shot out from the team, clearing out a piece of the corpse in the sea of ​​blood. Precious open space.

This group of people who had joined hands to fight against hundreds of ghosts under the Imperial Palace a few days ago, now joining hands again, naturally it is a tacit understanding and well-organized.

At the beginning of the sea of ​​​​trees, the awakened corpse could not stop everyone from moving forward.

But as time went by, more and more living corpses gathered from the sea of ​​trees, and the fallen living corpses kept "resurrecting", turning the whole sea of ​​trees into a blocked "meat grinder".

"Everyone, now that the sea of ​​trees is changing, Shou Chending can't continue to lead the way, but it should be more than enough to **** you out of the way."

Noticing that the exorcists were gradually losing their strength, and their progress was as slow as falling into a swamp, Fujiwara-ki frowned even more.

"There is life on the way of righteousness, and there is no death on the way. This sea of ​​trees still owes me an answer, and there is no reason to quit today..."

While rejecting Fujiwara's proposal, the pair of revolvers in Siena's hands turned into "Holy Light Gatling" and used a torrent of bullets to maintain the passage ahead: "Quick, take advantage of it now!"

"That's right, don't say it's a 'waiting and living hell', even if the eight hot hells are ahead, we have to go and see it today."

The other spirit slayers in the team also showed no signs of retreating, and kept walking forward.

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