The kings panicked and feared them in their hearts. Finally, some people couldn’t stand it and gave up the attack. They shouted: "The king of the land, I surrender, I am going back from the bitter sea, please let me go." (8) (1) Chinese Network WwW.81.Zw.COM"

"Yes, I also surrendered."

Several consecutive kings surrendered.

Don't look at them on a high level, they can't be alive, they are not as powerful as you think.

When the king of Jurassic saw it, he was ashamed and angry. He hated the iron and fell into the steel. "Are you still a king? You are begging for mercy, your identity, courage?"

"There is no life, what is the value of identity and courage?"

King Milo is speechless, he can't stop others, but he can choose to stand, even if he is dead, he will stand dead.

After all, he is the king of the Ten Temples, and there is no small difference, or the essential difference, from other kings.

He stood proudly and stared at the Tibetan king and said, "You want to take everything away, unless you cross over my body."

The Tibetan king did not answer him, but flew to him in a fluttering manner.

He held out his hand and a golden light burst out from the tip of his finger, and it was so bright that it was almost invisible.

Everyone looked at the golden light, and the shock and fear in his heart increased sharply, and he could not help but hang his head.

Hey!

Jin Guangyu now flies out and dyes the sky into gold.

Puff puff!

A body of golden light slammed into the body, blood splashed, and several figures jerked, and the eyes were filled with incredulity.

"The king of the land, you..."

A weak voice followed and sounded abruptly, and then the sound of the explosion fell to the ground.

The king of the Tibetans looked at it indifferently and said calmly: "There is no way for the sea to be bitter, and no one can turn back. Put down the butcher's knife and stand on the ground to become a Buddha? This is just your wishful thinking!"

King Luo Luo looked at the fallen kings one after another, and the shock in his heart was hard to imagine. If there is only a little courage to support him, I am afraid that he has completely fallen to the ground.

"You...why want to kill them?" King of the Kings swallowed, and finally asked the questions in his heart.

The Dizang King glanced at him deeply and said, "You have been enslaved to the ghost world for many years. I want to put down the butcher knife. Not only will I not agree, but the ghosts will never agree."

The king of Miluo was in a cold and couldn’t wait to ask: "You are not saying that there is no end to the sea, is it a shore?"

"You don't have this qualification." The king of the Tibetans did not change their eyes, and the golden light of the eyes was brightened again.

King Luo Luo immediately felt the threat of death, his face changed dramatically, and said: "You even want me to kill?"

"Do you have a difference with them?"

The king of Jurassic was speechless, and he did not differ from those who were kings. Even he did what they did.

Therefore, he has no privilege.

Suddenly, he turned his eyes and saw the innocent Song Jiang Wang. He was stunned and pointed to him and asked, "What about the Song Jiang Wang?"

The corner of the eyes of the king of the Tibetan Mastiff smashed the eyes of Song Jiangwang.

Song Jiang Wang's face changed dramatically, and he slammed the king of the king. He was dying, still not stopping, and wanted to pull him into the water.

He hurriedly tried to defend himself and was separated from the Tibetan king.

However, he listened to the fascinating king of the land and said: "He is no different from you. He just has a little cleverness, so he can not die for the time being."

"Why?" King Luo was furious. "This is not fair. Are you not saying that everyone is waiting?"

"Of course fair!" The King of Tibet retorted: "He is almost the same as your sin, but does not believe in my philosophy, so I will let him witness my success and let him know that he is wrong. In the future, he will follow you. The pace, to tell you that you are wrong, and that the mistake is very outrageous."

"What?" Song Jiang Wang screamed in shock and horror. He always thought that he had escaped and escaped. He did not expect that he thought it was too beautiful.

His careful thoughts did not escape the eyes of the Tibetan king.

In other words, the Dizang King did not care about his thoughts because he had already planned.

The king of Jurassic heard the words, but he smiled and looked at the Songjiang King slyly, as if to say that you betrayed us, but it is still a dead end, this is your end.

Song Jiang Wang's face became extremely ugly, and the sword hanging over his head still did not disappear. Once the Tibetan king was successful, it was his death.

"Song Jiang Wang, I am waiting for you." King Luo Luo ridiculedly smiled at Song Jiang Wang, and looked at the king of Jurassic, and said absolutely: "You don't have to do it."

boom!

When the voice fell, the king of the king slammed into a smoldering sigh, and the soul flew away.

The tenth temple king, only one Song Jiangwang left.

Song Jiang Wang stayed in the same place, it seems to smell the taste of death, and looked at the sullen sullen.

"No, I can't give up on this. I have to survive. The King of Tibet has vowed to say that his success is my death, then he will never succeed, then I will not die."

When Song Jiang Wang Lingji moved, he immediately became a flaw and regained his vitality.

When the Tibetan king looked around, he walked toward Shura and said, "Sura, your spirit is already open, and I will perfect you."

"Roar--"

Shurao shouts and expresses his anger.

If the Tibetan Mastiff did not see it, he said, "In the future, you will thank me."

After all, the golden light flashed, and the endless shackles fell from the sky, and the Shura was caught. The golden light flashed and Shura disappeared.

Endless cockroaches flew back to the king of the earth, wearing a scorpion, golden glitter, it is impossible to look straight.

The Tibetan king did not pay attention to Shura, but faced Li Xiaotian and said, "Next, you will witness my success."

Li Xiaotian squinted her head firmly, and the tears had already dried up. She stared straight at the Tibetan king, and her unruly look was unmistakable.

The Tibetan king did not care. When he waved his hand, Li Xiaotian flew up in a fluttering manner and entered the transmission array with him.

Song Jiang Wang Ru dreamed, and quickly caught up, the light flashed, the transmission array opened, and the three disappeared.

Don Juan fell, as if there was no end, I don’t know how long it took, and there was finally a glimmer of light.

噗通!

The water splashed, he fell into the water, slammed shut, and made a head out of the water.

"This is where?"

He hurriedly looked around, boundless, all water, and I didn’t know where it was at the end, it seemed to be bigger than the sea he had seen.

"If you fly to the sky, you may have a glimpse of the whole picture."

He took the opportunity to move the mana and tried to vacate.

噗通!

A series of splashes of water, but he did not vacate.

In the past, a very easy thing could not be done at the moment.

How is this going?

He stared blankly, his hands flapping in the water, and the water seemed to have an attraction, firmly binding him, so that he could not break the water.

He couldn't help but think of the Styx. Nothing in the Styx could float up. It was full of quirks like this water.

Obviously, this is not a Styx, because he can float up.

He forced his brain to calm down and carefully analyze his situation. The Tibetan king let the earth crack a slit, and then he fell from the crack.

"This is the depth of the earth in the ghost world? Isn't the ghost world like a magma, but a vast ocean?"

He did not know, this is the bitter sea in the mouth of the Tibetan king.

The king of the Tibetans in the 18th floor of the hell, the sorrows of the souls and countless years, the 18th floor of the **** is the deepest place in the ghost world, also the closest to the center of the earth.

When the local Tibetan king practiced Dacheng, in the midst of it, he sensed that there was such an boundless ocean in the depths of the earth.

How big is the ghost world and how big the ocean is.

The Tibetan king named the ocean a bitter sea.

Moreover, he used the supernatural powers to support the bitter sea and set up a layer of ban. Apart from him, no one can reach the bitter sea.

In addition, once someone is trapped in a sea of ​​bitterness, they will wander in this boundless sea of ​​bitterness, lonely and unaccompanied, as if they have been abandoned by the world.

The only way to leave the bitter sea is to look back.

This turn is not just to twist your neck, look back, but another deeper meaning.

The bitter sea is blessed by the supernatural powers of the Tibetan kings. Only by understanding the mystery of the Tibetan kings and comprehending the essence, this is the real return, and then the ban will be broken and returned to the ground.

Tang Zhen still didn't know all of this. After analyzing one side, he still couldn't do it. He simply swam in the sea of ​​bitterness.

He does not believe that this piece of ocean has no end, as long as he finds the end, he may be able to leave the place.

At the same time, he also complained a lot about the Tibetan king in his heart, and trapped him here. What is the intention of falling to the ground?

What will he do to Li Xiaotian?

"He shouldn't hurt Li Xiaotian." Tang Yan said, "I must leave here as soon as possible, and then save her."

As he swims, he pushes his power and tries to break away from the **** of the sea.

The skill is working freely, but there is still no way to get out of the sea. This makes him very upset, but he understands that this piece of ocean is absolutely not as simple as he thought.

Swim, keep swimming, I don't know what is the end, tireless swim, seems to have to swim until death.

Don Juan has been numb, I don’t remember how long I have been swimming, but I still haven’t seen the shore.

He stopped indefinitely and wanted to cry without tears.

"This is definitely a spell. If I break this spell, I might be able to escape."

Tang Yan secretly pondered and did not give up.

It's easier said than done, it's easier to do it.

He held his head and racked his brains. He only figured out a clue. This piece of ocean might not have an end, that is to say, there is no shore, just like the bitter sea that the Tibetan king said.

"The bitter sea is boundless?"

He glanced in his heart, his eyes lit up a few points, remembering that the Tibetan kings had always said that the sea of ​​suffering was boundless, and that he turned back to the shore. Could it be that bitter sea?

He pondered for a while, convinced that his guess was probably not far from ten.

"The bitter sea is boundless, and the back is the shore."

All he thought, he turned back, where there was a shore, or the boundless sea.

He twisted his head slowly and still looked at the innocent sea.

"Where is the shore, where is the shore? What is going back is the shore, it's all deceptive." He used his strength and hysterically shouted.

The sound passed away far, like a thunder in the thunder.