Ghost Buddha finally found the person he was looking for on the seventh level of the Nine Hells Prison.
A middle-aged man wearing a shabby gray cloth and a slovenly beard.
There were white scrolls spread out around his feet, with four words densely written on them - There is no way to save him!
"The Lord is right, you are indeed imprisoned in the Nine Prisons.
Come with me, this is not the place for you. "Gui Buddha spoke out.
Hearing this, the middle-aged man raised his head, his eyes blank and empty: "So what if I'm out, there's just a bigger cage outside.
Since I can't make any changes, I might as well stay here and wait for that day to come.
Hey, where is my pen? "
The middle-aged man wanted to continue writing, but there was no trace of the brush, so he lowered his head and looked around.
"The Lord said that this person's divination skills are astonishing, even vaguely reaching the level of the Heavenly Supervisor.
If you want to find the demons and ghosts who participated in the Night of Divine Food, you need this person's help. ” There was a look of doubt and disdain in Gui Fo Sanshou’s eyes.
He himself is also proficient in divination, but in the past battles, he was defeated miserably at the hands of the Tianjian Imperial Master.
The man in front of me is probably not even one ten thousandth of his level, otherwise how could he be trapped in the Nine Layers of Prison.
"The Lord actually said that this person has extraordinary skills. It's simply ridiculous."
However, despite what he thought in his heart, Gui Buddha still had to rescue this middle-aged man. After all, it was the Lord's order.
He took a step forward with his right foot, but heard a click.
Looking down, he saw a broken brush under the thick soles of his feet.
Guifu didn't take it seriously, but at this moment, the slovenly middle-aged man who was supposed to be imprisoned in the cage actually appeared next to him, then grabbed his ankle with his right hand and gently lifted it. Remove the broken brush.
The middle-aged man had a distressed look on his face: "This brush was given to me by my teacher, but you broke it by stepping on it."
After finishing his words, the middle-aged man touched the brush with his right hand. Following a burst of white light, the broken brush returned to its original state!
"It's okay, it's okay." The man patted his chest and walked back into the cage.
The restrictions on the cage are useless to the sloppy man.
When Gui Buddha saw this scene, he was extremely frightened. Even he might not be able to do what he just did.
At this point, he finally understood why the Lord did not hesitate to take such a big risk to bring this person back. The other party was indeed so capable!
He was about to say something, but was interrupted by the middle-aged man: "Don't waste your words. If you don't leave, you won't be able to leave."
When the ghosts and Buddhas heard the words, they closed their three heads and six eyes and made calculations.
In the dark, he saw many scenes and endings, but no matter which ending, it was a dead end!
At this moment, the void distorted, and a blurry black shadow slowly stepped out.
The middle-aged man who was previously indifferent to everything looked at the black shadow with some surprise, his eyes scrutinizing it.
"Come with me." The black shadow shook and said loudly.
"I won't leave." The middle-aged man shook his head with a firm attitude.
"Don't jump to conclusions too quickly, just take a look at what this is?" The shadow took out something. It was a box with an eyeball lying inside.
The moment the box was opened, the eyes that were originally closed also opened.
For a moment, the light shined brightly, dispelling the darkness on the seventh floor, and the surrounding area was as bright as day.
"You actually obtained this thing. What do you want to do?" the sloppy middle-aged man asked curiously.
The black shadow answered the question: "Back then, you predicted various outcomes. In order to let the human race survive for another hundred years, you did not hesitate to enter the palace to kill the king. As a result, you were suppressed here by the Tianjian Imperial Master."
The slovenly middle-aged man smiled miserably: "The teacher is right. Instead of struggling, it is better to get rid of it as soon as possible.
Anyway, the moment the seal between heaven and earth is broken, no one can change the outcome.
A hundred years more and a hundred years less are the same. "
"That's true
Not necessarily, there is another way that you may not have seen. "The black shadow said leisurely.
"What road?" The slovenly middle-aged man looked up curiously.
"Actively awaken the ancient gods and demons, put them to death, and then live again!" The words were spoken one word at a time, sonorous and powerful!
The sloppy man looked blank, repeated these words, and then began to deduce.
After a moment, he looked crazy and excited and said, "I didn't see the ending!"
There is no ending, which means there is one more possibility.
Even if this road is destined to be stained with blood and piled with bones!
But compared to the survival of the human race, this sacrifice is nothing.
"I'll go with you."
"good."
It is difficult to stop the natal magical power of the Tear Demon. The only way is to kill the Tear Demon so that the opponent cannot continue to use the natal magical power!
After figuring this out, Sizheng Dengmo, Martial God Ning Zhan, and Dao Kuang Zhentianyi all appeared in the sky above the Demon Slayer Division.
Deng Mo glanced at the black world beside the Jiuqu River and frowned.
Dao Kuang looked around, as if searching for some figure.
The first one to take action was the God of War Ning Zhan. The space seemed to be non-existent in front of his speed, and he appeared in front of Tears in the blink of an eye.
The fist attached to the golden energy, with the power of destroying the world, attacks the tear demon. If it hits, the opponent's shadow body will be seriously injured even if it is not dead.
But at this moment, a black light barrier stood in front of the Tears, and Ning Zhan's fist was clearly only an inch away from the Tears.
But this one-inch distance is like a chasm!
"Who is it?" Ning Zhan suddenly turned around and looked into the void behind him.
After a black shadow appeared, three figures stepped out.
The blurry black figure at the head ignored it and said calmly: "It's time to go."
Deng Mo and Zhen Tianyi looked at the black shadow at the same time, their expressions extremely solemn. They could feel the powerful aura emanating from each other, which was terrifying!
"But do you think I don't exist?" Ning Zhan was ignored and shouted angrily.
A punch was thrown out violently, the energy was unleashed, and the fist struck the black shadow.
Even if this blow didn't use all his strength, it was still close. But what shocked him was that when the fist was halfway through, it turned into nothingness in an instant!
On the other side, the God-Binding Territory could no longer maintain its shape and disappeared inch by inch amid the crackling sounds.
A figure suddenly rushed out and fled towards the Demon Slaying Department.
But in an instant, another figure appeared next to the black shadow, the ghost Buddha and the slovenly middle-aged man.
It was the No. 2 Ghost-faced Man who was previously responsible for blocking the God-Suppressing Siyu with the God-Bound Territory!
His appearance at this moment was very different from before. His left arm was empty, his face was covered with cracks, and there were shocking bloodstains all over his body.
"Thank you for your hard work." Black Shadow said calmly.
"Stop talking nonsense, the God-binding territory has been shattered, leave quickly!" Ghost Face Man No. 2 was hysterical.
If he was given another chance to choose, there would be no way he would take on the task of stopping the God-Suppressing Siyu. That would be the same as seeking death!
As soon as he finished speaking, the old man with white hair and black beard had arrived at the Demon Slayer Department at some unknown time.
When the ghost Buddha saw the old man, his burly body trembled slightly unconsciously.
That comes from the fear of death!
