Chapter 437

"This is..." Xue Yingxian's eyes coagulated.

"The power of moderation." Du Chen answered her question.

The cold attack that Xue Yingxian just sent out was changed by the light of the green lamp in a moment, and now it has become a flash of light.

"Sure enough, the power of Buddhism..." Xuehe Zhenjun snorted coldly.

The demon clan is violent, cruel and bloodthirsty. It's just the opposite of Ninghe Buddhism, which pays attention to emptiness. Now it's covered by this light and feels unspeakably uncomfortable.

The presence of demons and gods is very clear about this situation. This discomfort is the process that they are being moderated. Once they release their mind and accept the light of the Buddha, the discomfort will disappear after being completely moderated.

Many Yasha shuras have been converted by Buddhism and become the followers of Buddhism.

Of course, in the view of the demon family, those who have done * * are traitors and running dogs, and must be expelled from the devil.

Next, Xueying fairy and Xuehe Zhenjun used their magic powers to attack one by one, which contained various rules.

But these attacks not only failed to extinguish the flame, but were attacked by many divine powers that had been tempered by the flame.

Including the cold awn released by Xueying fairy before, it disappeared together with the attack of Xuehe Zhenjun when protecting the flame.

After a period of time, the two demons who had launched thousands of attacks gradually stopped.

Their attack could do nothing to eliminate the flame. It was either moderated or neutralized by the moderated attack.

Du Chen didn't start from beginning to end, because he knew that he couldn't put out the lamp, even if he was much better than Xue Yingxian and Xuehe Zhenjun.

Because Jiuyou old ancestor and Heitian great God were blocked at this level.

"Damn it, our magic power can't put out this lamp." Xuehe Zhenjun gritted his teeth.

"The attack can't be destroyed, but it doesn't mean that other methods can't," Du Chen said.

"Oh? What's your opinion?" Xuehe Zhenjun asked hurriedly.

He had seen Du Chen's method to smelt the divine grain trace in the last level. He smelted 20% of the divine grain in a few breaths without making any mistakes, which opened his eyes.

"Just come forward and strangle him with your hands." Du Chen said with a smile.

"Put it out with your hand..." Xuehe Zhenjun was stunned.

Just when he was stunned, Xue Yingxian received Du Chen's heart transmission: "we work together to control the real king of the blood River and let him go to snuff out the lamp flame."

In the last pass, Xueying fairy mentioned that Prince Fu finished the action on the spot, which almost led to the destruction of the hall by Datong wind. Du Chen couldn't have missed it. At this time, it was time to take advantage of the gap.

Xue Yingxian's eyes flashed and shot like lightning, but this blow was not the green lamp, but the blood River Zhenjun.

After all, Xuehe Zhenjun is a demon God. He reacts very quickly. The towering blood wave immediately blocks the sneak attack of Xueying fairy and forms a bloody iceberg in front of him.

"What are you doing..." Xuehe Zhenjun roared.

"Don't fight first. This is not a place to fight. It's not too late to fight after breaking the pass." Du Chenfei came forward and divided two divine powers, as if to separate Xueying fairy and Xuehe Zhenjun.

But when the divine power approached the real king of the blood River, it suddenly turned into a black chain and wound around him instantly.

"Despicable..." Xuehe Zhenjun knew that he was besieged, and his body suddenly scattered into a large amount of blood. He gave up some of his real body trapped by the chain and avoided the capture of the black chain.

But in front of him was a finger of Xueying fairy, which was directly on the body of Xuehe Zhenjun, and the rich blood was suddenly condensed.

"Damn, the blood devil disintegrated." a trace of blood light shuttled through the air and roared reluctantly.

The violent power surged, and he actually planned to detonate half of his body.

"Hey." Du Chen stretched out his hand and turned into a black halo to surround the blood wave in the air.

Degenerate order, reverse rules.

The smell of self explosion disappeared in an instant, and the blood wave returned to calm in an instant.

"Come." Du Chen pulled his arm, and the black aperture flew over the green lamp.

"Ah... Bastard, you must die." the blood wave trapped by the black halo screamed and scolded in the burning of the green lamp flame.

"Seal his real body. It will be useful later." Du Chen said to Xueying fairy.

Xueying Xian nodded, and the cold energy was released to seal Xuehe Zhenjun's two real bodies captured by the chain and designated by her.

Xue Yingxian's strength is higher than him, and Du Chen is a higher level than them.

The two men made a joint sneak attack and won Xuehe Zhenjun. There was no difficulty at all.

"Ah... Let go of me, it's so noisy." the part of Xuehe Zhenjun trapped by Du Chen's aperture is still roasted on the lamp.

As the baking time became longer, Xuehe Zhenjun felt that bursts of Sanskrit sound washed his body and mind inside and outside. The thoughts of anger, fear and resentment seemed to fall one by one and converge into a flat lake.

He knew that he was being measured.

Du Chen also had the same clear feeling. Although the halo of the fallen order trapped Xuehe Zhenjun, it was also on the edge of the green lamp flame.

Although the Buddhist Chanting in his ears is not so clear and loud, it is also constantly affecting his mind.

The terror of the power of moderation is even stronger than the corruption energy of oba and tedas under all things encountered by Du Chen before.

"Ah... The Buddha said... Ah... I'm dying... Shixiong has no equal, and hundreds of blessings are solemn... Beyond us and all living beings... Ah..."

Xuehe Zhenjun screamed repeatedly, but now he no longer scolded, but began to spit Buddhist scriptures intermittently.

This is the degree of power has entered his soul, he is now in a semi degree state.

Du Chen knew very well that with the deepening of Du Hua, Xuehe Zhenjun would no longer suffer, but would feel the incomparable warmth of the flame and the incomparable sweetness of the Sanskrit, and then sincerely converted and took the initiative to become a * *.

Sure enough, not out of Du Chen's expectation, with the passage of time, even the demon God can't carry the excessive power.

"What's the reason for this? Our palaces have never been bright in the past... More than tens of millions of earth. Looking for light and pushing it together, most of them are Buddhas born to get rid of suffering..."

Soon, Xuehe Zhenjun no longer screamed, the Scriptures in his mouth began to be clear and coherent, and the state changed from a rolling blood wave to a sitting human shape.

As soon as the time came, Du Chen immediately disconnected himself from the magical power that trapped Xuehe Zhenjun.

Without Du Chen's divine power, the black aperture was changed in an instant. Unexpectedly, it turned into a light wheel and flew behind the sitting Xuehe Zhenjun's head and became his big light phase.

Even the depraved order of Du Chen was moderated.

Xueying fairy stared in amazement. It was obviously the first time to see this terrible phenomenon.

She could not feel any hatred and hostility on the part of Xuehe Zhenjun who had been out of trouble. Looking at the other party enjoying the Buddha flame, she sang the Scripture with satisfaction on her face, and only felt cold all over.