I can explode

"Put a seal in this world? The most powerful person who set the seal is Avalokitesvara?" Jiang Changkong was surprised.

In this world, there is Guanyin Bodhisattva?

It was Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva who put the seal in the first place, so are there Tathagata, Daoist Sanqing and other immortal gods?

The purple light fluctuated, Zizhu dropped a bit, very disappointed with his reaction.

"I don't know about these things, I've been killing demons and practicing." Jiang Changkong said.

Zizhu trembled, and Ziguang wrote: "This place is a corner of the Starry Sky Battlefield, sealed by Master Guanyin, drifting in the void."

"Starry Sky Battlefield?" Jiang Changkong was stunned: "Who are you fighting with? Who are the participants?"

"This is just the lowest-level monk's battlefield, and the participants are not qualified to leave their names." Zizhu said.

Lowest?

cannon fodder?

Jiang Changkong's face twitched, but the coercion of the corpse, he was like carrying a mountain on his back, he was actually the lowest?

Here in Zizhu, what level is it that can get on the table?

Zizhu wrote again: "In this battlefield, some secret techniques are left, and some incomplete treasures in the battlefield can still be used. The corpse also nourishes a lot of elixir, you can find them."

"Thank you for your advice." Jiang Changkong cupped his hands.

"I was originally a young bamboo in the Purple Bamboo Forest in the South China Sea. I was transplanted here by Guanyin, waiting for the warriors of the human race to come and accept the secret method."

Zi Zhu swayed and said: "Since you are here, I will give it to you."

"Dare to ask, what is the secret method?" Jiang Changkong asked with his hands folded, his expression solemn.

"If you can pass the test, you will naturally get the secret method, and you will know it when the time comes. If you can't pass the test, you don't need to know." Zi Zhu said.

"There is still a test?" Jiang Changkong was taken aback, he thought that Zizhu would give it to him directly.

Zizhu said: "Mediocre, not qualified to obtain the secret technique."

Make no secret of your disdain!

"Then come." Jiang Changkong put away the Demon Slaying Saber, and flew down from the air, landing in front of Zizhu.

嗡

The purple bamboo bloomed with purple light, covering the sky of Jiang Changkong.

The scene in front of Jiang Changkong changed. He was in a purple bamboo forest, and outside was the boundless sea.

In the purple bamboo forest, there was a lot of vitality, and he felt a slight fluctuation in his true energy just by taking a breath.

The vitality here is so strong and terrifying!

"Illusion, or reality?"

For a moment, Jiang Changkong couldn't tell the difference.

Everything about the vitality here is so real, but he deeply remembers in his mind that this is Zizhu's test.

There is only one purple bamboo, there can be no purple bamboo forest!

"Namo Amitabha."

A sound of Buddha sounded, and a figure in white clothes, holding a jade bottle in his hand, with a willow branch in the jade bottle, stepped on a lotus platform, appeared in the air.

The face of the figure in white was blurred and couldn't be seen clearly. A golden circle of light hovered behind his head.

"Guanyin Bodhisattva?" Jiang Changkong was startled, clasped his hands together and bowed eleven times: "I have seen Guanyin Bodhisattva."

"Have you seen Ziwei Jilian?"

The white-clothed figure spoke with an ethereal voice, which seemed male but not male, female but not female, solemn and sacred in its weirdness.

"I have been trained by Ziwei before, but it's just incomplete." Jiang Changkong replied truthfully, surprised in his heart, he didn't expect to be able to see this.

"Ziwei Jilian is the secret method left by the Emperor Ziwei in the Heavenly Court." The figure in white said indifferently: "This test is a hundred times more difficult than Ziwei Jilian. You have time to quit now."

"The difficulties I have experienced are more than just a broken Ziwei Jilian." Jiang Changkong said in a deep voice.

"Namo Amitabha."

The figure in white uttered the Buddha's name, and his voice became serious: "Here we come!"

As soon as the words fell, Jiang Changkong's head buzzed, and thousands of figures appeared in his mind, struggling in a sea of ​​blood.

These figures tore each other, wrestled, and gnawed at each other.

Only by killing one person can one get out of the sea of ​​blood and gain detachment.

The voice of the figure in white rang in Jiang Changkong's ear: "Kill one person, you can live, eat one person, you can be safe and sound. If it were you, what would you do?"

Immediately afterwards, a force brought Jiang Changkong into the sea of ​​blood.

Chapter 228: Demon Sword Tiger Soul

In the sea of ​​blood, a suction pulled Jiang Changkong down.

There are countless figures around, with ferocious expressions, coming to slaughter.

They are vicious, like crazy, and have completely lost their minds.

A bloodthirsty murderous intent kept hitting Jiang Changkong's mind, trying to mess with his mind and turn into a killing god.

Jiang Changkong's heart is clear, and the figure in white is above the sea of ​​blood, watching him.

"Kill one person, you can live, eat one person, you can be safe."

The figure in white spoke again, his voice was calm, without any intention of bewitching.

"Killing can live, cannibalizing can be worry-free!"

Jiang Changkong looked cold: "Are they still human?"

As soon as the words fell, the monstrous knife light lit up and spread out centered on Jiang Changkong.

Rumble

The sea of ​​blood was turbulent, the killing intent was shocking, and the endless sword light strangled the people in the sea of ​​blood.

Where the knife light passed, the sea of ​​blood was evaporating, and the figures were dissipating.

The hideous figures fell one by one, bursting into a blood mist and merging into the sea of ​​blood.

As the figure died, the suction of the blood sea weakened, and Jiang Changkong soared into the sky, standing above the blood sea, overlooking the blood sea.

"Is this your choice?" the figure in white asked calmly.

"This is the choice!"

With his hands behind his back, Jiang Changkong looked indifferent and murderous: "They can no longer be called human beings, they are just puppets in the sea of ​​blood. Killing and eating people are all caused by the sea of ​​blood!"

As soon as the words fell, Jiang Changkong lightly raised his right palm, and the three lights illuminated the sea of ​​blood.

Three Glory!

The three lights shone, the sea of ​​blood disappeared, and countless figures disappeared.

"I'm not only going to kill people, but I'm going to kill all of this place and break through this sea of ​​blood!"

Jiang Changkong controlled the sword of three lights and went straight into the sea of ​​blood.

The sea of ​​blood was in turmoil, and the terrifying sword light strangled everything and tore the sea of ​​blood.

The figure in white watched quietly without moving.

The three lights shone, and the sea of ​​blood melted. The boundless sea of ​​blood was rapidly shrinking, and the blood was drying up.

As the sea of ​​blood melted, pictures appeared on the bottom of the sea.

In the picture, a man with unkempt hair and skin wearing animal skins drills wood to make fire, bringing light to the world.

Everyone began to worship the animal skin man and regard him as their master.

Not long after, the man disappeared, and another man appeared, teaching humans to build houses to keep out the wind and rain.

After this person disappeared, another person appeared. He made a Bagua plate and created a Bagua formation.

An outstanding individual appears to lead human civilization forward, create civilization, and pass on civilization.

Jiang Changkong melted into the sea of ​​blood, and sections of dusty history were revealed.

When the sea of ​​blood dissipated, a dark force spread, blocked history, and wiped out everything.

"Is this the spirit of a demon?" Jiang Changkong was startled, the dark power was exactly the spirit of a demon.

The figure in white said calmly: "I hope that you in the future, like today, can sweep away everything and continue the fire."

"Our world is inherited from your era?"

Jiang Changkong's expression condensed slightly: "In your era, were you destroyed because of demons?"

A powerful man like Guanyin Bodhisattva is actually unable to destroy demons?

The figure in white said calmly, "The demons you have seen are just the tip of the iceberg. The universe is vast, and the demons are endless. You have passed the test, and you can claim your legacy from the human race."

"A legacy from the human race?" Jiang Changkong was stunned.

However, under the sea of ​​blood, in the scroll of human beings, a monstrous power surged into the sky, and a pitch-black magic knife rushed into his body and merged with the demon-slaying knife.

嗡

In an instant, the Demon Slaying Knife changed, no longer a fierce monster, but pure fierceness.

The ferocity is so strong that it far surpasses the previous Demon Killing Knife. Even Jiang Changkong feels terrified at this moment.

A wave of demonic nature emanated from the Devil Slaying Knife, and the surrounding space was shattered. Jiang Changkong appeared in front of the purple bamboo forest again. In the void, a figure in white was standing on the lotus platform.

"Is this a secret technique?" Jiang Changkong was taken aback. It wasn't a secret technique at all, but a modified Demon Slaying Knife.

The white-clothed figure said indifferently: "What you got is the human demon emperor Chi You's saber, the soul of the tiger's soul, which has shocking power, far surpassing the secret method."

"Magic Saber and Tiger Soul?" Jiang Changkong's expression froze, and he continued, "What about the secret technique?"

If this murderous knife cannot be controlled, it will bite its master back and fall into a demonic path.

Tiger Soul is too fierce, he felt it for a while, with his current strength, he can only arouse a trace of magic power.

But even a trace is enough to startle any Xuanming warrior.

"The secret method is gone. This is the picture scroll entrusted to me by the Three Emperors and Five Emperors. Any human race can only take one."

The figure in white said: "Furthermore, you don't need a secret technique. Your Three Lights Shine the World is already a top-level secret technique. The most important thing is to cultivate yourself well."

"Thank you for the reminder." Jiang Changkong clasped his hands, paused, and said, "Dare to ask Master Guanyin, what is the secret method, and how many realms are there in practice?"

"As for the secret method, it is the martial arts supernatural power that is suitable for oneself, which is comprehended from the wisdom of heaven and earth. Ziwei is extremely refined, and the Buddha Kingdom in the palm of your hand. Your three radiances are all supernatural powers and secret methods."

The figure in white said plainly: "As for the realm of cultivation, there is no end to the Tao. You are still far from becoming a fairy god."

"What is the next realm?"

"Nine calamities, one level and one calamity."

Chapter 229 : The Power of Tiger Soul!

The realm of nine calamities, one level and one day of calamity, after passing through, you can survive and spy on a higher realm.

If you can't get through, life and death will disappear, and the smoke will disappear.

The white-clothed figure dissipated, Jiang Changkong only felt a blur in front of his eyes, his meaning returned, and he was standing in front of Zizhu.

Zizhu swayed, but no longer condensed the words, and the purple light fluctuated, trying to drive him away.

"Thank you, goodbye."

Jiang Changkong bowed his hands, and Yukong was inside.

After not walking far, he stopped, sitting cross-legged in the void, sensing the change of the Demon Slaying Knife.

The Demon Killing Knife is as black as ink, with the devil air circulating on it, bloodthirsty and ferocious, and endless hatred and resentment are contained in the knife.