515: C515 Ksitigarbha Lost the War Tang Monk Disappeared

C515 Ksitigarbha Lost the War Tang Monk Disappeared

The moment his name was killed, it had begun to tremble.

The two of them cultivated beside Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, and their cultivations were about the same. However, he knew that Xu Kong had broken through recently and was on the verge of reaching Taiyi Golden Immortal, becoming a little stronger than him.

However, at this very moment, he was actually killed. He didn't even have time to react.

The Asura King's aura didn't move, and its countenance didn't change. However, this only served to increase its terror.

At this point, he no longer dared to face this terrifying existence.

However, he did not expect Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva to say this. This meant that Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva did not have the confidence to defeat the Asura King!

Just as he was in a daze, the surging tide of the sea of blood had surrounded him, enveloping all the monks, including Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva.

His connection with the outside world had been completely severed!

"Amitabha, it's a fake name. This poor monk will use a supreme buddhist technique to pave the way for you. Hurry up and go."

A Buddhist light flickered, illuminating the path ahead.

The Buddhist light flickered, but he did not know where was in front of him. All he knew was that … Flee!

Even Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva wanted him to escape faster, what else could he do? Of course it was to escape as far as possible, as far away from this terrifying Asura King.

The path of his false name continued to run, and he felt that he would soon be out of the range of the sea of blood, and he would soon see Empress Houtu again.

However, it was at this time that the Buddhist light that had always been protecting him … It was dim.

The momentary darkness caused him to lose consciousness.

Fortunately, he was also a Golden Immortal level Arhat, and his physical body was strong, so he was still alive.

He didn't even know where he was. He only saw a mountain in front of him, so he quickly ran upwards …

"..."

Ao Mo returned to the Dragon Palace from the Qingqiu Mountain.

Yuan walked out slowly and looked at Ao Mo who returned alone. He said surprisingly, "Your Majesty, how come you're the only one here? Did Sister Huai Yu refuse to come back with you? "

Although Little Fox Spirit usually had a bit more thoughts, she was still very good at being a person. Thus, her relationship with Huai Yu was quite good.

Ao Mo sighed and said: "Something happened to the Qingqiu Mountain. Ten Tailed Heavenly Fox died and the Demon Fox grew stronger. Also, I met Blood Mosquito Taoist, but unfortunately, I didn't kill him."

When Yuan heard Ao Mo's words, he was immediately stunned.

"How could this be?"

Currently, she was also gradually accommodating Primal Phoenix's primordial spirit, hence she knew many ancient matters.

"That Ten Tailed Heavenly Fox isn't weak. Although she can't be compared with our ancestors, she's still an extremely powerful ancient elder. She definitely has the strength of a High Quasi-Saint."

"Who killed her?"

Ao Mo said, "Actually, she died of old age …"

Thus, Ao Mo told her what he had experienced. After hearing Ao Mo's words, even Primal Phoenix remained silent for a long time.

"How could this be …" "I see."

Ao Mo said, "Quasi-Sage Expert is already beginning to die of old age. This... It seems to be an omen. "0

Primal Phoenix asked, "Huh? "What omen?"

"No …." Maybe I was wrong. "

Although Ten Tailed Heavenly Fox seemed to be about the same age, to die of old age at such a time seemed to portend something.

However, Ao Mo would not reveal this guess because … This was too astonishing.

"Sigh, this world is truly chaotic."

He sighed, feeling that something was about to happen.

Although his Demon World had not yet officially clashed against the Three Realms, he knew that the more time passed, the more numerous things would happen.

He already had the ability to avoid danger...

"His Majesty the Dragon Emperor, not good!"

Just as this thought was formed, a voice resounded in his mind.

It was Ao Xi's voice. Ao Mo had specifically left a stream of spiritual will on him, telling him to report back when something big happened.

If it was a normal little monster, there was no need to pay attention to it.

"Why?"

"Your Majesty, that monk …" It's gone missing! "

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