Chapter 125: Rushing to the Rescue of Jiaomo Palace (End) Seeking Subscription~

  As soon as he finished speaking, Lei Hao's body suddenly burst forth and transformed into a blood-red dragon that roared towards Wen Zhu.

  Manjushri looked at Lei Hao, who was rushing towards him, and a hint of fear flashed in his eyes. This move, "Fantasy Realm", was something he had spent countless years practicing, and it could bring out the deepest hopes and fears hidden within an enemy's heart, torturing them to death amidst the ups and downs! What was most terrifying was that this illusion was constructed from the enemy's own memories, making it almost impossible to find any flaws. Many enemies who fell into this illusion would die without realizing everything before their eyes was fake. It was truly a ruthless move!

  He relied on this move to kill his way out of the vast and chaotic Hongyuan, becoming a saintly son admired by everyone. If he hadn't encountered Yun Xiao, whose strength and formation were both extremely abnormal, how would he have ended up in this situation today?

  How could this mighty demon king, an old demon who had cultivated for many years, have such intense emotions? After thoroughly losing hope, he didn't commit suicide, but instead rebounded like a mad dog jumping over a wall. Not only did he break through his own illusion from the front, but also injured the creator of this illusion!

  This is unprecedented in Manjushri's tens of thousands of years of seeking the Tao.

  At this time, Manjushri saw Lei Hao rushing towards him, and a thread of fear instinctively rose in his heart. Immediately, the lotus platform he was sitting on burst forth with a flash of Buddha light, rapidly flying towards Guanyin and Samantabhadra, while shouting loudly: "Two younger brothers, help me!"

  Avalokiteshvara and Samantabhadra heard Manjushri's cry for help, turned their heads, and saw a ferocious blood python chasing after Manjushri. They were also greatly alarmed in their hearts, but just like before when they blocked the Python Demon King, this time the Python Demon King was also tightly wrapped around them, making it impossible for them to escape and assist Manjushri.

  "Old Seventh, Second Brother is holding on over here, you go ahead and kill the Manjusri Fire first, then we two brothers will take care of these two useless things." The Jiaomo Wang let out a strange laugh, it was truly a smooth turn of events, last year at my place, this battle situation reversed too quickly. Just now Lei Hao still looked like he was about to fall, but in the blink of an eye he was chasing after the Taizhen True Immortal's Manjusri Fire, wildly running all over the ground, this simply gave Jiaomo Wang a feeling that happiness had come too quickly.

  Lei Hao saw Wenshu wanting to run, raised his hand and slashed out a path, the Dragon Slayer burst out with endless knife energy, densely covering Wenshu.

  Manjushri, who had been flying towards Guanyin and Samantabhadra with all his might, suddenly felt a gust of evil wind coming from behind him. He had no choice but to turn around to face the enemy. Manjushri put his palms together, and a golden Buddhist light emanated from his body, illuminating his physical form with crystal clarity.

  After a breath of ten thousandths, the dense and numerous blades of air all fell heavily on Manjushri's physical body, but they were chopped onto an extremely hard steel plate, making a series of clear and crisp ringing sounds before being completely scattered.

  Manjusri had just parried the slash that came out of nowhere when Lei Hao struck again before he could react.

  Manjusri saw Lei Hao rushing over, gritted his teeth in his heart, and said with a serious face: "Lei Shi Zhu, you and I have no irreconcilable hatred, do you really want to kill me?"

  "This is an invitation, and if you understand it in your own mind, then please savor the taste first." Lei Hao's answer was not to the point, and he smiled lightly at Wenshu, but that light smile seemed somewhat cruel.

  Manjushri's face changed color upon hearing this, as if he had seen a terrifying monster. He immediately urged the lotus platform to flash towards Guanyin and Samantabhadra.

  Lei Hao had finally managed to catch up with this timid Bodhisattva, and he couldn't let him escape again.

  Lei Hao grasped the Dragon Slayer in both hands, raised an eyebrow and shouted: "Baolong Benyuan." As soon as his voice fell, Lei Hao's body suddenly swelled up, and his muscles quickly bulged out. At the same time, black blood vessels like a giant python wrapped around Lei Hao's body.

  Lei Hao slightly nodded his head, and a violent aura suddenly surged up, with flames erupting from his body. In the midst of the flames, demonic pythons coiled around him, constantly rotating. Only then did Lei Hao shift his gaze to Manjushri, letting out a soft shout: "Annihilation." As he shouted, his hands danced with the Dragon-Slaying Sword, softly and gently chopping out a slash towards Manjushri. A grey, despair-inducing sword aura shot out from the blade of the Dragon-Slaying Sword, rapidly slashing towards Manjushri like lightning. The deathly stillness within the sword aura was so astonishing that all the Buddhas and demons watching the battle between Lei Hao and Manjushri were shocked.

  After slashing out this knife, Lei Hao's body suddenly shrunk violently again, and his face turned extremely pale. A faint sound of ceramic cracking also appeared on his flesh, which was extremely light. The battlefield was noisy, so no one except Lei Hao himself could hear it.

  Just as he flashed out hundreds of feet, a shocking feeling suddenly rose in Manjushri's heart. He hastily turned around, took out the transparent long sword, let out a loud shout, and with his sword as a knife, made a powerful slash at Mount Hua, bringing up a bright, dazzling sword energy to meet the gray sword energy.

  Looking at Manjushri's sword energy, a disdainful smile appeared on Lei Hao's face.

  All that could be heard was a "hum" sound, as the grey knife energy chopped down onto the woman's sword energy, like a sharp blade entering water, without even stopping for a moment, it scattered the woman's sword energy. Then, even the woman's long sword was blown away by the grey knife energy, which continued to move with an unstoppable momentum, killing its way towards the woman.

  As the gray sword energy easily shattered his sword energy, Manjusri let out a sigh and sat cross-legged on the lotus platform, with his hands clasped together in prayer. He recited: "If a Bodhisattva practices the five immeasurables, he will not be disturbed; when he reaches hell, there will be no sinful karma; when he is reborn as an animal, there will be no ignorance or arrogance." As Manjusri spoke, a stream of pure crystal light burst forth from his clasped hands. At the same time, a large shadowy image appeared behind him, in which countless Buddhas wearing white robes were devoutly reciting scriptures. From their mouths emerged tiny "田" characters that slowly gathered together to form a golden river, flowing towards Manjusri's clasped hands.

  Manjushri looked as if he was facing a great enemy, and had already used all his strength, but was it useful?

  It was too late, and in an instant, Manjushri had prepared himself. The grey knife energy enveloped his body, covering the crystal halo around him, but the crystal halo only blocked it for a fraction of a second. Then, with a "pop" sound, it burst like a soap bubble.

  Manjusri was so frightened that his mouth opened wide in preparation for a loud shout, but this sound would never be shouted out.

  A gray knife-like energy lightly pierced through Manjushri's chest, Manjushri's pupils suddenly enlarged, his face frozen in the moment he was about to shout, and the virtual shadow behind him collapsed rapidly, those Buddha sons were all annihilated by the space tearing force.

  Suddenly, the battlefield that was just hotly contested fell silent, all the surviving Arhats and demons held their breath, staring at Manjusri, especially those Arhats, they rubbed their eyes with their hands, but no matter how hard they tried, they couldn't find a glimmer of life on Manjusri Bodhisattva's body.

  Guanyin and Samantabhadra were also stunned, even being blown away by the Jiaomang King for dozens of feet without making a sound. The two of them stared wide-eyed, blankly at Manjushri, looking at their senior fellow practitioner who had gone through thick and thin with them for tens of thousands of years, hoping to see Manjushri move even slightly!

  Just now you were fine, brother, how could you say it's gone just like that?

  At this moment, Manjushri's long sword finally fell on the great hall of Jiaomo Palace, making a crisp sound of shattered glass after shattering into a pile of sparkling fragments. And Manjushri's flesh body suddenly made a sound like shattering stone, and then began to collapse and dissipate bit by bit. After half a breath, the former Twelve Golden Immortals of the Xuan Jiao, now Manjushri Bodhisattva, was left with only a fist-sized sarira!

  "You demon, I'll fight you to the death!" Pu Xian shouted loudly, raising his sword and charging towards Lei Hao.

  Guanyin grasped Puxian's hand tightly, her eyes wide open with a blood-red glow, staring fixedly at Leihao without saying a word.

  "Haha, Old Seventh, well done! The Manjusri Bald Donkey is already dead. Let's brothers make a bit more effort and blast these two bald donkeys to death as well." The body of the Jiaomo Wang lit up with a black light, transforming into human form, smiling with an extremely gentle and subtle smile, but at this moment his face was full of exhaustion that couldn't be hidden.

  Lei Hao sneered and said: "Second brother is right, today we brothers will send these three Bodhisattvas back to the heavenly realm."

  Puxian at this time did not have any of the Bodhisattva's majesty, his body was covered in dust and dirt, his eyes were red like a rabbit's, he struggled with all his might to break free from Guanyin's restraints, to kill Leihao, his hands continuously waved the long sword, continuously stabbing at Leihao with one slash after another of sword energy, but these sword energies had yet to get close to Leihao before they were completely blocked by Jiaomowang.

  "Ten thousand demons and monsters, this vendetta between me and you, Pu Xian, is recorded!" Guanyin also stared at Lei Hao with blood-red eyes, her words slow and deliberate.

  Lei Hao's face was expressionless as he said in a cold voice: "The grudge between me and you is one that will never be settled until one of us dies!"

  Puxian turned his head and roared loudly at Guanyin: "What else to say to him, kill him to avenge Manjushri!" Guanyin's eyes flashed with a hint of sadness, he pointed at Leihao and Jiaomowang: "Can you defeat Jiaomo or Wanjin Yaomo?"

  Pu Xian's face contorted in a mixture of emotions as he suddenly turned his head to glance at Jiaomo Wang and Lei Hao, before falling silent.

  Then, Guanyin pulled Puxian and didn't even leave a word, and flashed out of the Jiaomo Palace. The remaining Luohan army saw that Guanyin and Puxian had retreated, and immediately rushed out of the Jiaomo Palace in a hurry, as if they were afraid of being killed by the two big monsters.

  "Four Great Marshals, go and kill for me!" The four remaining Heavenly Venerable peak Great Marshals of the Jiaomang King took orders, swung their weapons in hand and charged forward, while the Jiaomang King himself didn't move a single muscle.

  Lei Hao also looked silently at the departing Luohan army, and after a while, a series of ceramic shattering sounds suddenly came from his physical body.