The hatred of one life will be eliminated in several lives (IV)

"Haha, I'm afraid you don't have that ability."

Xiang Yu waved his hand, and the seven-color light in his palm condensed into a line, transforming into a spear. He clenched the spear, and the thunder that penetrated the sky and the earth jumped out of the spear in his hand, and the sky changed.

"Mind your own business, now I will make you come and never return."

Suddenly, flying sand came all over the sky, and the gods of the underworld looked down at the earth, and an endless desert emerged from the flat ground.

"Ksitigarbha, if your eyes are not cloudy with presbyopia, you should be able to remember who I am."

Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva and Tianqi Rensheng Emperor exclaimed: "Buzhou Mountain Giant Desert, you, your previous life was Gonggong?"

"After so many years, thank you for still remembering me."

The gods were shocked. Although they thought they had considered it seriously enough, the appearance of Buzhou Mountain Giant Desert made them realize that the situation was much more serious than they imagined.

"I'm sorry, all the gods in heaven. Since you have come to me, I will use you as a sacrifice for my revenge plan. Ahahahaha..."

When the gods heard this, they wanted to use their treasures to recover the infinitely expanding evil spirit, but they found that their bodies could no longer move.

"Why can't our bodies move? What happened?"

"Don't struggle. I think you will just wait for your necks to be killed."

Xiang Yu pointed his spear, and a sand dune in the distance spun out a vortex. The vortex became bigger and bigger, with lightning and thunder in the middle, mixed with the breath that suffocated them, whistling towards them.

"In the huge desert of Buzhou Mountain, it is filled with the turbid air gathered by the three realms. You can't even think of using your magic power. No matter how profound your immortal path is, your body will inevitably be destroyed."

Xiang Yu muttered in his mouth, and the gods in the underworld really seemed to be pulled by something and fixed in mid-air.

The vortex, with its unstoppable and indestructible momentum, rushed towards the gods in the underworld. Xiang Yu grinned and regarded them as pieces of meat on a chopping board. He really wished he could see their terrified looks for a few more times. He hated them for being so high and mighty, and he hated everything they arranged. His hatred seemed endless, and only by destroying the gods in front of him would he be relieved a little.

The gods struggled, as if they had used up all the magic power they had cultivated for millions of years, but they could not move at all. The corners of the vortex had scraped their faces and bodies with evil spirits, and they could actually feel pain like mortals.

This made the gods feel the fear of "death".

The "death" they faced was the destruction of their souls in the desire realm, the color realm, and the colorless realm, just like air, with no trace left.

This fear was far more profound than the "death" of ordinary people.

Seeing that the gods in the underworld were about to be swallowed by the vortex, eight golden lights fell from the sky and shot in all directions at a very fast speed. Suddenly, a golden wave flashed by, and the sky and the earth shook with a rumble, and the raging vortex disappeared in an instant.

Looking around, eight flags appeared where the eight golden lights disappeared.

"It turned out to be the Eight Dragon Flags. You underestimated my Buzhou Mountain Desert. You want to suppress it with a small flag. It's wishful thinking."

Xiang Yu's soul threw the spear, and then the whole person jumped high with the thrown spear, holding the tail of the spear with one hand, and inserted the spear head into the desert in mid-air. The whole spear sank into the sand, and even the tail disappeared. Then, a red halo swept out, and the sand whistled and spread out in waves.