Chapter 378 Once you gain power, you are invincible

"nondescript!"

Seeing Liao Wenjie transform into a three-foot-tall humanoid black shadow, Black Rakshasa grinned and said disdainfully: "You dare to bring out the dharma image that has not yet been condensed and formed to embarrass people. It seems that you are at the end of your rope."

The black dharma figure remained silent, opened his red eyes on his face, bombarded the black Rakshasa's mind with the magical power of 'Catching the Heart Demon', and strode forward tyrannically.

He waved his hand to attract the rolling clouds, the rolling black curtain, and the massive hand that covered the sky descended from the sky.

The Black Rakshasa shook off the distracting thoughts of his inner demons and punched in the air. His fist and palm prints met in mid-air. The violent collision created a ripple of water.

The mighty waves rolled and exploded, each wave containing extremely terrifying destructive power.

Manifesting the black dharma, Liao Wenjie's physical strength increased several times. The moment the black Rakshasa blocked the palm print, he stepped in front of him, split his long fist across the air, roared with the wind, and hit the black Rakshasa's chest.

The Black Rakshasa's face changed slightly, and he was punched and flew away. Black blood sprayed from his mouth, and after he landed on the ground, a large sea of ​​fire melted like magma.

The sea of ​​fire was as black as ink, surrounded by demonic energy, violent and manic, and it was unknown what kind it was.

He punched the Black Rakshasa, and his black body flashed. He teleported to his foothold, swept his whip legs and blasted away the clouds, kicking the Black Rakshasa's body into the air before it landed.

Under this blow, the two men faced each other head-on with their tyrannical bodies. The concussive force that broke out instantly penetrated the space, and the turbulence overflowed in place and did not subside for a long time.

High in the sky, a black Dharma Appearance with red eyes teleported and flashed, with both hands clasped in the air, and he hit the back of the Black Rakshasa's heart as it flew backwards.

The storm was raging, and the cold fog was exhausted instantly, and the sunken white mist extended an arc in the mid-air like water vapor.

boom! ! !

A huge force burst out, and with two loud noises almost at the same time, the Black Rakshasa fell straight to the ground from a high altitude, collapsing into a huge hole of unknown depth in the plain.

Terrifying power spurted out and quickly spread in all directions, ravines and cracks instantly tore open, causing the entire plain to shake violently.

The air waves rolled up gravel, and the storm turned into a shock wave. The sound of invisible things breaking could be vaguely heard between the sky and the earth.

boom!

The rubble suddenly rose up. The Black Rakshasa stood in the pit and raised his fist to the sky, causing the rubble to fly like raindrops.

"Yes, although it has not yet taken shape, it is much more practical than some dharma phenomena that are of little value but of no use."

One of the horns on the Black Rakshasa's forehead was broken, and black blood flowed down his cheek, igniting a ball of black smoke and flames. The temperature was not high, but it gave people an extremely dangerous feeling of palpitations.

High in the sky, the black Dharma form remained silent, its big black hand opened, attracting the black mist of the underworld, and took a picture of the huge palm print surrounded by the black smoke.

Abandoning compassion, only taking the murderous intention, the powerful palm movements were completely transformed.

Once you gain power, you are invincible!

"Well come."

The black Rakshasa grinned, with boundless murderous intent condensing between his five fingers. He thrust his palm upwards to penetrate the heavy black smoke, countering the situation with force, and defeated the palm of the black law form.

The buzzing sound swayed in all directions, and every time it spread to a certain place, the sound became stronger and stronger. It annihilated each other with the free energy of the underworld, and a series of explosions exploded.

The black dharma disappeared, and when it reappeared, it came to the side of the black Rakshasa, and both fists came out, attacking his head and chest respectively.

He is no match for the magic force, so he can only fight with the physical body. After several close confrontations, the black magic form is even stronger, and he must carry out his advantage to the end.

The Black Rakshasa smiled ferociously, neither defending nor dodging. He let his fists get close to him, and was hit so hard that his body flew up in the air and fell backwards a thousand meters away.

The black dharma image did not take advantage of the victory to pursue it. Both fists were stained with magic flames, and strange energy penetrated into the body. While burning the physical body, it also launched a fatal attack on the spiritual level.

In an instant, the sky and the earth turned white in all directions, the demonic sound echoed endlessly, and countless evil thoughts and desires grew crazily.

The powerful impact shook his mind, and Liao Wenjie uncontrollably withdrew from the Dharma. Regardless of the demonic flames wrapping around his golden body, he sat cross-legged and silently recited the mantra of Pure Heaven and Earth to dispel the ever-expanding evil thoughts in his body.

"Hahaha----"

The black Rakshasa fell from the sky, wiped the black blood of demon flames on his face, raised his hand, and sprinkled all the blood on Liao Wenjie's golden body.

The overbearing demonic flames burned and enveloped Liao Wenjie's body. The calcined golden body almost collapsed and cracks exploded.

The severe pain that burned his body went straight into his bone marrow, and the evil thoughts in his heart were endless.

Liao Wenjie opened his scarlet eyes, his murderous thoughts grew wildly, and he manifested a black dharma. He shouted angrily, raised his elbows in front of his chest, and pushed the black Rakshasa to the ground.

The demonic flames are like tarsal maggots that cannot be extinguished or eliminated. The gathering black mist from the underworld cannot counteract its overbearing energy. The black dharma is burned and distorted, as if it will turn into black mist and collapse at any time.

Under the severe pain, the black Dharma Prime raised his fist and angrily hit the black Rakshasa on the chest and face. Every time the punch landed, his body was stained with more demonic flames.

The pain became more severe, and the speed and force of the fist fell became stronger. The black dharma image lost its mind as if it was going berserk, and its fists turned into afterimages, bombarding the black Rakshasa and burying it deep in the ground.

The surrounding ground trembled under the brutal fist wind, sinking inch by inch. At the same time, the magic flames surged into the sky, and the entire black dharma was burned into a ball of fire.

High in the sky, the sky was heavy with clouds, and red lightning flashed past, pulling the Yin energy together and turning it into a rough sword embryo that embodied energy.

The sword is about three feet long and is completely black with mottled bloody cracks.

Under the guidance of the invisible force, he jumped across the space and appeared above the head of the black law. The latter held the hilt of the sword, stabbed it with his backhand, penetrated the Black Rakshasa's chest, and pinned him to the ground.

The Black Rakshasa's eyes were red and he roared angrily. Not to be outdone, the Black Dharma Appearance roared silently in response, and then swooped down with a headbutt, causing the Black Rakshasa's eyes to twist and his mouth to twist, and he coughed out a mouthful of black blood.

Clang! !

The fierce light of the big sword bloomed, and as the black law drew the sword, it cut across and cut off the head of the black Rakshasa.

"Ho ho ho!!"

The head with a broken horn continued to roar in anger, still roaring at the black Dharma, who grabbed the horn and threw it high into the sky.

The black dharma body stood up bathed in the demonic flames. The red light in his tired eyes flickered on and off. He looked at the black Rakshasa's head rolling in the sky, threw the big sword, and then raised his hand to make up for it.

Rumble————

Pushing out with a palm, the plain beneath his feet stagnated slightly, and a shrill whirlwind roared upward, as if the entire space was pushed back by the force of the palm.

The Black Rakshasa's head was first penetrated by the sword, and then hit by the bloody palm print. It exploded in mid-air and shattered into pieces of meteorites wrapped in magic flames.

His head was torn apart, and the demonic flames on the black dharma body were extinguished. Liao Wenjie fell to the ground, enduring the bone-piercing pain, and lay flat on the ground with gentle hands and feet.

Like ceramics, the golden body has cracked glaze. Now it is fragile. If you hit it harder, it will fall into pieces.

Let’s face it, the evil god from the underworld will never be so powerful. The Black Rakshasa is the vest of a certain big boss.

"It's a pity, I don't know who he is, otherwise I will be able to brag about this for a lifetime." Liao Wenjie looked up at the sky, his blood-colored mind power was running, and the cyclone floated above his head, attracting the Yin Qi to gather from all directions, and after the cyclone liquefied into Water droplets fell on his dry lips.

boom! boom! boom----

The sounds of earth shaking and heaven shaking came from afar, and with the sound, the ground beneath Liao Wenjie shook simultaneously.

Sensing the sudden presence of auras from all directions and the intriguing and terrifying numbers, his eyelids twitched wildly and he looked around.

In his sight, black Rakshasa's were grinning ferociously, striding towards his position and surrounding him. The figures were stacked on top of each other, and the number was numbing.

what is this?

Can't afford it?

Liao Wenjie complained in his heart, now that he has confirmed his identity as a black Rakshasa, he will not be brave anymore. Ji Dian has great mercy, so the task of saving the common people should be left to him.

Thinking of this, he immediately used the magical power of small teleportation in the three realms.

Liao Wenjie's figure flashed, and he looked helplessly at the sky. The world was imprisoned in all directions, his magical powers were ineffective, and he could not find a way to escape.

Sometimes you don’t even know what despair means if you don’t work hard!

"I told you I couldn't afford it, I told you that there was still a violent soldier-style operation, and I wouldn't work hard from the beginning..."

Liao Wenjie murmured to himself, a red light flashed in his eyes, and the Dharma was revealed. The three-foot-long black humanoid silhouette slowly stood up and strode towards the black Rakshasa army that could not be seen to the end.

"Damn, I didn't expect this crack to be so deep. Fortunately, you came to help, otherwise I really don't know what to do today."

From the entrance of the abyss crack, a golden dragon flew out with its feet stepped on the Buddha's light. The dragon's head lay on Ji Dian and Fa Hai, who was sitting cross-legged.

Ji Dian did nothing wrong and carefully put Xiaoyu's soul into the cattail leaf fan. Fahai was sweating profusely. In order to protect Ji Dian and successfully rescued Xiaoyu's soul, he spent a lot of mental energy and mana, and almost not a drop was left.

The golden dragon landed, and Fa Hai fell to the ground, holding his breath and concentrating on adjusting his breath.

Ji Dian shook his cattail leaf fan and looked around, wondering: "Fa Hai, are you going the wrong way? Looking at the terrain, this is not where I went down, and Brother Jie and Black Rakshasa are not here either."

"Hahaha!"

As he spoke, wild laughter spread from far to near, and a black Rakshasa descended from the sky like a javelin, trampling the pit with his feet, causing gravel to fly.

"Hey, you actually dare to laugh so wildly..."

Ji Dian's face suddenly changed: "No, you're fine, where is Brother Jie?"

The black Rakshasa smiled ferociously, and pulled out a black chain from behind. The end was tied to Liao Wenjie's ankle, and he lifted his mottled and damaged golden body upside down in the air.

"Brother!!"

Fa Hai's eyes were about to burst, he clapped his hands on the ground, his body jumped up, his golden fist ignited flames, and hit the black Rakshasa's face directly.

"Trash, you have the nerve to come out and subjugate demons with this little skill. You must be stupid after reading Buddhist scriptures!"

The black Rakshasa had countless Buddha's light flames, and slapped Fahai down into the bottomless abyss with a backhand slap. Then he sneered at Jidian, making a show of throwing Liao Wenjie into the abyss.

"don't want!"

Ji Dian shouted to stop him and begged: "I will give you the golden body and let them both go."

"Boy, if you give me the golden body, are you not afraid that I will have other purposes and use it as a guide to reincarnate into the human world, causing all living things to become extinct?" Black Rakshasa's face was expressionless.

"Amitabha……"

Ji Dian clasped his hands together and laughed at himself: "If I can't save two lives, what qualifications do I have to save the common people? If I can't save two lives, what qualifications do I have to save the common people?"