Trials are trials, and illusions are illusions. If the illusion of trials is taken as real, wouldn't the loss of body and death during the trial also be real? What's the point?
Martial arts will last forever, to the end of heaven and earth. Everything has its own rules. If you practice hard for a long time, you should have a heart and mind to be disciplined. Everything can be done and everything cannot be done.
This is the first heart precept for Yuanji to embark on the road to becoming a saint.
Whether it was Zhe Feiyan, Han Jiulang or Qingxuan, they couldn't help but fall into great doubts.
They remember what happened back then and are grateful, but Xin Zhuo is only a person they met for a very short period of time in their lives, and they have more important things to do.
Seeing this, the Soul Slayer Master Tai smiled and said: "Isn't this person Xin Zhuo just a demon in his heart? He has entered the mirror and disturbed everyone's mood. Killing him is exactly the demon slayer. You should realize it."
Zhe Feiyan lowered her head and glanced at Xin Zhuo, with a trace of pain on her face.
Han Jiulang murmured: "The boss..."
Qingxuan closed his eyes.
"I think it's better to block it than to open it up!"
The speaker turned out to be Ji Pixuan in a palace. He changed into a purple royal robe, flapped his folding fan and walked out. In a blink of an eye, he was already in the air. After bowing his hands and saluting, he said with a smile: "I didn't participate in those years, but I have something to say. If you want to say something, please give me some thin noodles from the two quasi-holy venerables!"
"oh?"
Mr. Dongfang looked at him and said, "Your Highness Prince Jing, it doesn't matter if you say so!"
Ji Pixuan said: "As Lord Mie Ling said, Xin Zhuo should be killed. He was wrong in what happened in those years. He defected to Daluo. He was wrong in the first place. He was still wrong in killing the disciples of various sects and the Holy Land. , it is not an exaggeration to say that he is so heinous that heaven and earth cannot tolerate him.
But the ancient sages also have a good saying, God has the virtue of good life, and everyone has a chance of survival. It is undeniable that Xin Zhuo, a mere mortal, acquired person, has such achievements, his talent is extraordinary, and his beauty is impressive .
The two quasi-sages only wanted to kill, but did they ever think of letting go? "
The spirit slayer smiled too much and said, "What is release?"
Ji Pixuan said: "If you are trapped in your body and cultivated, if you are lucky enough to break through the five declines of heaven and humans, enter the Yuanji, and even the holy realm, wouldn't it be a blessing for our Donghua Ming Domain and the human race?"
Speaking of which, I feel a little unsure of myself.
"Hehehe..."
The spirit slayer laughed in a weird tone, shook his head and said: "Your Highness, you are just talking! This boy is only in the Hunyuan Void Realm, which is too far away. Moreover, the stronger the mortal body is, the more severe the depletion of heavenly beings will be. Even if he enters Even if the five degenerates of heaven and man cannot withstand the torment of the depletion of heaven and earth, even if they can endure it, with no background and no resources, how long will it take to enter Yuanji? Two hundred years? Three hundred years? Five hundred years? The lifespan is exhausted? There are so many talents like this in the world, is it necessary to cultivate them?"
"This matter..."
Ji Pixuan also had nothing to say. The words of the Spirit-Destroying Master Tai were true. The Five Declines of Heaven and Man, even for the talented disciples of the Holy Land Dongtian and the Eternal Clan, it is too difficult to break through within a hundred years. If you think about it carefully, there is no such thing as Hunyuanxu. Realm warriors dare to say that they have absolute training value.
After thinking for a long time, he finally said: "Since the two quasi-sages are determined to take action, I have a compromise idea, which will not make Miss Zhe and Marshal Han feel uneasy and make it difficult for them to do both."
"Oh?" Mr. Dongfang said.
Ji Pixuan said: "It would be a loss of face for the quasi-sage ancestors to kill the younger generation. Why not let the warriors who have also Hunyuan transformed into Zhoutian take action and kill them in the same realm, so that all the creatures in the world will have a chance to survive. How about it?"
Zhe Feiyan said coldly: "If you want to take action in the same situation, I have nothing to say. Otherwise, Xin Zhuo cannot be killed today!"
Han Jiulang and Qingxuan sighed: "That's right! We have nothing else to ask for, we just want to give him a chance to survive and end the cause and effect in the past."
"The two quasi-holy venerables should be killed in the same situation!"
Tens of thousands of warriors from all directions asked in unison.
Their thoughts were different from those of Prince Jing, Marshal Jiu Sihai, and several saints and saints. They simply felt that it was a bit unsightly for the representative figure who was a "benchmark for measuring strength" to be killed by a quasi-sage in a hurry.
Killing him in the same situation can at least verify whether the legend is true or false!
Mr. Dongfang and the Soul Slayer Master looked at each other, with a smile on their lips: "Good!"
Both retreated into the air.
The soul slayer waved his hand too: "It's a mo!"
"The disciple is here!"
An angry reply came from the palace in the distance, and then a figure shot up, with a bald head and a bronze-colored body. Wherever it passed, a thick wave of true energy rolled up, like a human-shaped supernatural power, carrying a trace of true energy. The anger also makes the person's face hurt.
However, no one cared. Almost the moment this person appeared, everyone was taken aback. A large number of people even turned pale and stepped back.
"Tama" is the meaning of Vajra in the ancient Buddhist language. Everyone who has lived through two prosperous martial arts eras knows about this Tamo.
He is a direct descendant of ancient Buddhism. He practices the "Bodhi Nine Karma Lotus Buddha Gong" and is good at using the heavenly fire that destroys karma, the nine supreme magical powers of Buddhism and the Arhat Gong of the Eight Karma and Ten Thousand Paths.
No one knows how strong this person is, but when many older generations know him, he is the Great Perfection of Hunyuanxu. If Hunyuanxu is divided into a hundred levels, and others enter the nine levels of heaven and the five declines, it will Mo Ze reached the 100th floor and was still unwilling to break through.
In many martial arts heydays, no master of the Hunyuan Void Realm has ever defeated him, including the saints and saints of the Holy Land Cave Heaven.
Even Zhe Feiyan, Han Jiulang, Qingxuan, Xiao Jingyi, Qiong Yu and others below were all defeated by his men back then.
There are nine hundred and eighty-six named warriors in the world who died at his hands.
This man is a monster!
"boom!"
At this moment, he landed heavily opposite Xin Zhuo, with no expression on his face, but his eyes exuded strong fighting and killing intent.
"When will it come to your door?"
In the sky, Zhe Feiyan looked at Mie Ling fiercely, her pretty face completely unwilling to believe it.
It seems that if Xin Zhuo is to be killed today, the two quasi-sages have already considered all escape routes and means. Xin Zhuo must die!
Ji Pixuan also frowned.
Han Jiulang waved his sleeves and said: "If it attacks, how can Xin Zhuo survive?"
"Marshal Han should know that he is killed, not spared. No need to say more."
Mi Ling looked at Xin Zhuo and Ta Mo below.
Zhe Feiyan and the others and tens of thousands of warriors from all directions also looked at it.
"The Hunyuanxu is invincible, I am an acquired bitch, die!"
Natamo's tiger eyes widened fiercely, and a jet-black Buddha's true body suddenly appeared behind him. It was a hundred feet in size. His aura instantly climbed to the peak of Hunyuan Transformation, and the meridians throughout his body exuded terrifying ancient divine power. , manifested like thunder and lightning, swinging in all directions.
The ground cracked and cracked, and dozens of nearby palaces shook unbearably.
The warriors around him quickly retreated.
Even before taking action, the momentum alone is enough to make people feel frightened and make their whole bodies weak.
"His aura is as difficult to control as his martial arts. He has the supreme magical power of Buddhism and is as soft as water and ever-changing!"
In front of a palace, Xiao Jing, the holy son of Huangquan Sect, came together.
On the side, Saint Qiong Yu of the Great Luo Sect frowned: "I never fought with him back then, but now it seems that he is too strong and domineering!"
If it's strong, it's easy to break!
Xiao Jing shook his head and chuckled: "If you think so, lower your level to fight with him and kill him in one strike. I had the same idea as you back then, but ended up fighting him three times and losing all three times! Looking at his current momentum, I'm afraid Killing Xin Zhuo with one blow, the Buddhist Arhat undergoes seventy-three changes in ten thousand ways, no solution!"
"The successor of ancient Buddhism is invincible in the Hunyuan Void Realm, and he will fight Xin Zhuo, the benchmark for measuring strength! This trip is really worth it!"
"I only hope that Xin Zhuo can block seven or eight rounds, and his reputation over the past few years will not be wasted!"
The warriors surrounded by darkness were watching intently, with extremely complicated moods.
"Buzz——"
Its violent and gentle breaths were contradictory mixed together, swinging in all directions, and suddenly reached the mid-air. The Buddha behind him had reached ten thousand feet, like a giant Buddha in heaven and earth. His body changed seventy-three times in a row, and each time the Buddha's shadow was majestic.
The Buddha that covers the sky and the sun has suddenly turned into a martial arts barrier. I am the only one in the world, looking down from a high place. Xin Zhuo, standing alone below, is like a weak believer under the Buddha statue, weak and helpless.
And Tamo's figures are all over the sky. A Zen staff transforms the stars in the sky, and they work together to strike.
"boom……"
Before the shadow of the Zen Staff Buddha arrived, the four-way street intersection around Xinzhuo had been turned into ruins.
Being under the Zen staff, not to mention the Hunyuan Void Realm, even the first of the five declines of heaven and man will not be immune.
However, Xin Zhuo never moved, just like when the two quasi-sages, Ji Pixuan, and Zhe Feiyan discussed his life and death without any scruples.
"Xin Zhuo..."
"Why isn't he moving?"
"Could it be that he knew he was outmatched and was willing to be killed?"
Tens of thousands of warriors were shocked and felt a pity.
Seeing that the terrifying Zen staff Buddha shadow was about to be struck down, as if it was a punishment from heaven, Xin Zhuo finally moved——
The person was in mid-air, with long hair flying, and the [Xuan Tian Jiu Zhuan Mountain Viewing Secret] mental method was running to the extreme. He stretched out his hand, and a long sword embroidered with a snake shape was unsheathed on its own, flashing with a biting cold air, "Choke Lang. "A sword cry and a dragon's roar resounded across the sky.
A simple water well martial arts barrier blocked the sky and the sun, and it opened the martial arts barrier with unparalleled power.
Nine colors of true energy surged around him, sweeping across the heaven and earth in all directions, and the sky of the entire holy city also glowed with nine colors of brilliance.
Cut it off with one sword without reservation!
The full sword of the Master of Mochizuki Well!
The sword light hung across the sky, just like the anger of countless sword cultivators in the eternal river.
The meaning is overwhelming!
It has no shape!
His appearance is invincible!
The sword and the Zen staff collide!
"boom--"
The vast roar of true energy spread in all directions, and the glazed roofs of countless palaces were overturned.
A large number of warriors were shaken by the aftermath and staggered back.
Xin Zhuo's sword had been sheathed and he stood motionless in mid-air, as if he had never done anything.
The shadow of the Buddha on the opposite side of the Zen staff disappeared into the sky, and the bald head flew backwards like a meteor. There were ninety-nine terrifying sword marks on the bronze skin. The person was in mid-air, and blood was scattered in all directions.
"boom--"
He plunged into the smelly ditch at the corner of the street. That's right, he plunged his head in and exploded a piece of white jade. His body was still outside, motionless.
one move!
The invincible Tamo!
Clean and neat!
There was a deathly silence in the sky and on the ground.
Xin Zhuo's robe was fluttering in the wind. He looked at it and rubbed it, and said lightly: "Invincible, your mother, bad boy, did the old nun who killed the spirit feed you shit?"
I'll update it tomorrow. I drank too much and didn't save it! Starting from tomorrow, I will definitely not suppress the protagonist and kill buubiubiu all the way...
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