Chapter 1342

Yama's questioning had ulterior motives, provoked the contradiction between the ghost world and the local Tibetan king, and targeted the local Tibetan king.

The other Yan Wang looks at the Tibetan king indefinitely, and agrees with his words in his heart.

This achievement of Shura has something to do with the king of Tibet.

The Tibetan king's eyes changed and he stared at Shura.

Of course, he heard the voice outside the words of the yama king, but he didn't care. He was more interested in the wisdom of Shura which was born from the Sutra of the earth.

He was speechless, and suddenly he said, "so it is, so it is!"

Others looked at him curiously, wondering what it meant.

"As expected, I haven't understood all the essence of the Tibetan scriptures. Tang Zheng, you have opened another kind of the Tibetan scriptures, and I won't waste the time when I first passed on your Tibetan scriptures." The king of Tibet said with emotion.

Tang Zheng's eyebrows were very sharp, and he asked in surprise, "Shura is born with wisdom. Don't you worry?"

The king of Tibet raised his head to the sky and laughed loudly. He said, "all things have spirit and all beings are equal. This is one of the mysteries of the scriptures of Tibet. The king of Tibet has opened the spiritual wisdom of Shura, which just proves this. I'm too happy to worry about it."

Tang Zheng was stunned. Judging from his previous reaction, he thought he would be furious. Now he seems to think more about it.

He really thinks more about it. The life-long pursuit of the Tibetans is the equality of all beings. Therefore, the creation of the Tibetans is also based on this.

The wisdom of the Dhyana Sutra to open the Shura just proves this. It is an affirmation of all his hard work. He is naturally happy.

"Do you think Shura can help you to defeat me, and then let me tell you how to revive her?" Asked the king of the earth.

Tang Zheng didn't answer, but he acquiesced.

The king of Tibet smiled confidently: "you have made a mistake in your wishful thinking. How about Shura's wisdom? He's the second best, not my opponent. "

The Tibetan king saw the depth of Shura at a glance, which surprised Tang Zheng. You know, no one had seen the strength of Shura before.

But the Tibetans can see that, which is enough to show that the Tibetans are much more powerful than Shura.

There's no winning at all.

But Tang Zheng did not hesitate, because he had no other way.

And the Shura did not retreat. How could the Shura, who had always been victorious in every battle, retreat before the king of the earth.

He turned to look at Tang Zheng and said, "you want me to defeat him, as you wish."

Shua!

The Shura sword appears suddenly, and flies in the air. It absorbs the Yin of the heaven and the earth and turns into a huge black sword, as if it is going to cross the sky.

Rao, the king of Tibetans, looked at him with interest and nodded his head carefully: "you are really much better than before."

The king of Tibetans stretched out his hand, and the golden light came out, enveloped his hand, and then spread to the whole body.

In a short time, he was completely bathed in the golden light, which was shining and solemn.

He put his hands together. Seeing Shura's big hand, Shura Dao shot through the air and made a sharp sound.

The king of Tibetans is not in a hurry. As soon as he sends his hand forward slowly, the golden light rushes away from his palm.

A golden character was huff and puff out of her palm, and reflected with the golden light around her. In an instant, half of the sky was dyed golden, sweeping the ghost world, giving a feeling of spring breeze.

Shura Dao is across the sky, occupying almost half of the sky. Shura Dao absorbs the Yin Qi of the heaven and the earth, and each vortex condenses on the blade, whirring with the wind.

With a wave of Shura's big hand, the Shura sword seems to have an induction, and it also cuts down.

Stab!

The air was torn into two parts. The Shura sword was at the top of the sword, and it slashed down the character.

At this moment, the world is quiet, only the wind and the sound of tearing the air, a pair of eyes have focused on the air.

Boom!

The earth shaking noise rushed into everyone's ears, and the ghost fell to the ground one after another. The seven orifices were bleeding and the eyes were dim.

All the king of hell also retreated one after another, unwilling to face up to the aftermath of this attack.

Tang Zheng's hands waved to the air, and the black hole appeared, blocking in front of Li Xiaotian. The aftershock of the attack was immediately swallowed by the black hole, which did not hurt them.

But his face was grim.

This level of fighting is really terrifying, far more violent than the battle between Shura and the emperor.

The Shura sword is broken and turns into a stream of Yin Qi.

The golden character persisted for a while, turned into a little golden light, flew to Shura, again converged into a character on his head, and kept rotating.

The golden light fell, like a cover, and quickly covered the Shura.

"Ah -" seeing this, Shura roared in panic, and hit the golden light hard with a push on his thigh.

Dang!

The golden light trembled, but persisted.

Shura didn't break the gold mask. He fought and used it in vain. He kept hitting the gold mask. Finally, he had to give up.The golden Sanskrit came out one by one and fell on the golden mask.

The golden light, like a pocket, quickly shrinks inward and immediately oppresses Shura.

Shura held up his hands and tried to hold them up, but with more and more golden Sanskrit, it was more difficult for him to hold on.

The local Tibetan king had a restraining effect on all living beings in the ghost world. The sullen spirit of Shura was tempered by Tang Zheng. However, the local Tibetan king purposely suppressed Shura by using the land Sutra.

There is still no room for resistance.

This scene deeply shocked the ten hall Yan king. They saw the attack of Shura and asked themselves, none of them was the opponent of Shura.

Shura has broken through that difficult threshold and reached the realm of Mahayana.

However, no Yama has reached the realm of Mahayana, and Yama and Songjiang have only become nine gods, which is a line away from the realm of Mahayana.

Even so, Shura was defeated, so thoroughly defeated, so fast.

Even if the ten palaces and the yamas join hands, they will certainly not be the opponents of the Tibetans. This gap can not be made up by quantity.

They are sure that the king of Tibet is too much higher than them, leaving them far behind.

They couldn't bear the complicated mood and surging mood, and they all looked at Tang Zheng.

The source of all this is him. What should he do?

Of course, Tang Zheng won't watch Shura fail. Shura is his card. If he fails, he will have nothing to do.

"I will, too."

Tang Zheng soared to the top of the golden mask, folded his hands and chanted the Sutra.

One by one, the golden Sanskrit flew out of his mouth to the golden mask.

However, the same Sanskrit is controlled by different people, which naturally becomes the opposite. It's like different people can attack each other with the same skill.

The Tibetan scriptures are no exception.

Boom boom!

Two kinds of Sanskrit attack each other ceaselessly, the golden light is scattered, and all sides are dyed golden.

Once the ten hall Yama retreated, he retreated again. The power of this fight is terrible. They don't want to be hurt.

One is the founder and the other is the inheritor. They fight for each other for a while.

However, Tang Zheng knew that all these were false.

Once the king of Tibet really works, he is not an opponent.

But he didn't give up.

His golden Sanskrit tore a huge crack on the gold mask, and Shura roared excitedly. His height soared, and the gold mask on the top rattled, as if it was about to break.

The king of Tibet put his hands together and gave a loud Buddha's name. He said, "Tang Zheng, you are really a man of understanding. In a short time, you have such a deep understanding of the Sutra of Tibet, which has reached this level."

As soon as the conversation broke out, his voice became fierce, his eyes widened, he pretended to be golden and angry, and he said in a deep voice, "but you want to use the land to fight against me, which is not good after all."

Several golden Sanskrit flew out of his mouth, interweaved in the mid air, turned into a huge golden character, and fell from the sky.

Tang Zheng recited words, and one by one golden Sanskrit flew out of his mouth, but he could not turn it into golden Sanskrit.

Obviously, it can only be done at a higher level.

One by one, the golden Sanskrit flew to meet the character. However, when the Sanskrit and the character collided, they broke, and became a golden light around Tang Zheng.

He flew to the top of Tang Zheng's head and spread a piece of golden light. He turned it into a gold mask and put Tang Zheng and Shura into it.

Roar!

At last, Shura tore the original gold mask. Before he had fully extended his large body, he found another gold mask covering him and Shura.

With a flash of light in his hand, the black Shura knife was once again agglomerated into shape, and with his angry roar, he slashed hard at the golden mask.

Boom!

The gold mask trembled, but it did not disintegrate. Instead, the light of Shura Dao gradually faded.

The golden Sanskrit recited by Tang Zheng has no effect on the golden mask, but he still does not stop, because stop means failure.

Li Xiaotian looks at this scene, his eyes are already red. Tang Zheng has paid too much for him. Such a deadly battle is to revive her.

This feeling, how can she not move.

The golden mask shrinks and compresses the space between Shura and Tangzheng. They are too weak to break through.

The gold mask came close to them.

Boom!

The two fell to the ground and were severely pressed on the ground, unable to get up at all.

They couldn't move any more, except for a heavy gasp like a drawBox.

The king of Tibetans flew down and landed beside them. He looked down at them and saw their thoughts from their unyielding eyes.

"Do you still disagree?"Tang Zheng, biting his teeth and under the pressure of Mount Tai, exhausted all his strength and said, "I will not give in to Li Xiaotian, even if I die, I will not regret."

"I'm so stubborn." The king of the earth shook his head and sighed.

Tang Zheng is really stubborn. If he doesn't achieve his goal, he will never compromise.

The king of Tibetans looked at Shura again and saw the light of wisdom in his eyes, which was quite different from before. He could not help but say with relief, "wisdom has been opened. When you distinguish good and evil, when you repent, this is the real wisdom."

"You are so obsessed, you don't know how hard the ocean is, you turn around, you are so obsessed, it's not good, it's not good!" With a sigh, the king of Tibet reached out his hand, and the words flew from his palm to Tang Zheng.