"Kill! Kill! Kill -"
"Run! Run away!"
"I can't beat him. I can't beat him at all. That guy is an unkillable monster! Oh, mom, I want to go home..."
Boom!
Katcha!
The sky was dark, the earth was dark, the clouds were thick, and the dazzling thunder kept emerging. In an instant, scarlet blood rain poured down, and the sound of ghosts crying and gods howling could be heard endlessly.
Thousands of miles around, everything is shrouded in a dark mist. There are constant cries of killing and pitiful begging for mercy. From time to time, there are roars that resound in the sky, bright divine light emerges, and the aura of destruction spreads overwhelmingly in all directions, hundreds of millions of miles away. All clearly audible.
"What happened in that area?"
This person is Meng Wuya who comes from the Black Sky Holy Land. Looking at the dark mist in the distance, he no longer has the pride of "drinking all the blood and eating all the meat" before entering the secret realm. He shows the color of his heart and his heart is beating fast.
"horrible!"
"Let's take a detour."
Meng Wuya panicked for a second, and with his tail between his legs, he made a long circle before escaping towards the ancient temple.
Meng Wuya is not an exception. With such a terrifying vision of heaven and earth, any monk with some brains will know what to do. Unless he is impatient, he will step into it rashly.
"Ahem!"
"Spare your life, sir, spare your life. I am the Orchid Goddess of the Netherworld Holy Land. Don't kill me. I am willing to do anything..."
A beautiful woman in a gauze dress was crawling on the bloody muddy ground, black blood constantly spurting out of her mouth. The fair and delicate skin is covered with cracks, and the wounds are glowing with brilliant light. The flesh and blood particles rise into the air and disintegrate like fireflies. They have reached the point where the oil is exhausted.
clatter! Da da!
A slender figure walked slowly over. His face was pale, his clothes were pale, and he was covered in cold air. The mourning stick in his hand was filled with dark purple smoke, which was the terrifying Taihe Yin Qi.
Facing the woman's begging for mercy, the pale white figure looked indifferent and slowly raised the mourning stick in his hand.
"Remember, the one who kills you is Bai Wuchang."
"No--"
The Orchid Saint's eyes were about to burst, and she was roaring and howling, but her withered body could no longer squeeze out any strength, and the life-saving cards in her hand had been exhausted, so she could only wait to die.
Snapped!
The wail stick gently struck the center of Orchid Saint's eyebrows. The evil energy seemed to have met the fire oil and spread fiercely, directly melting the perfect body into a pool of stinking green water.
"Old Bai, how many souls have you detained?"
Hei Wuchang came from a distance, the mourning stick in his hand lingering in the dark and sticky fire of hell.
"Seventy-one, what about you?"
"Sixty-nine."
"It's almost the end. The ending is over. I've almost killed all those in the Heaven-reaching Realm."
The black and white impermanence looked at each other and smiled, nodded slightly, and then turned into black and white light and escaped into the clouds, instantly returning to the Divine Treasure of the Kidney.
"kill--"
Yan Xing's expression was solemn, and he slowly pushed out a punch. Many powerful forces blessed it, and there was a howling and buzzing sound from the heaven and the earth, and the void was wiped out every inch.
The fist was bright, and the golden tortoise shell with strong defense was directly shattered. The power was not reduced, and a hole was pierced through the chest of Peak Master Wuque, who was hiding behind the tortoise shell with a frightened look on his face. A shattering sound was heard, and his life orifice turned into gray. Its tough body also began to crumble and disintegrate. …."Pfft! Ahem——"
Peak Master Wu Que spat out a mouthful of blood with visceral foam, his eyes gradually turned gray, and he stared blankly at Yan Xing.
"You, who are you? Such terrifying power, incredible resilience, inexhaustible spiritual energy, so many gods, and even the ability to ignore the attacks of gods and demons..."
monster!
This guy is a total monster!
His most powerful trump card, the attack of the gods and demons sealed in the jade pendant, could not be killed even by the bombardment from Chi Chi. He clearly hit the target.
"Who am I?" A smile appeared on Yan Xing's face and he whispered: "Aren't you looking for me?"
"You, you are Yan Xing?!"
Upon hearing this, Peak Master Wuque's expression was shocked, as if a flash of light flashed in his eyes, as if he was suddenly enlightened and a little puzzled. Even the leader of the Wuji Ladder, Yan Xing, shouldn't be so powerful, right?
When Yan Xing participated in climbing the ladder to heaven, he was only in the Shenzang realm. How many years had it passed? When you think about it this way, it becomes even more unreasonable, but there is no need for the other party to lie to a dying person. Although it is unbelievable, it doesn't matter. He is going to die soon, and the troubles in the world have nothing to do with him anymore.
"You are neither old nor young, how can you call me by my real name? Remember, you will call me Father God when we meet in the future!"
Peak Master Wuque heard the scolding coming from his ears, his dark eyes fell into deathly silence, and the last distracting thoughts flashed through his mind. What did this mean?
"Peak Master Wuque is quite capable, but he is a bit careless."
Yan Xing shook his head, waved his hand to collect the soul particles into the sea of blood in hell, stood in the void, and felt that there was no living thing within the envelope of the domain.
"These holy land monks are indeed much stronger than ordinary monks, both in terms of strength and trump cards."
"I used all my firepower and allowed dozens of guys to escape. When he was young, Peak Master Wuque was probably a very famous Holy Son. He had a chance to escape, but he thought he could defeat me, thus losing his last chance of survival... …”
All Holy Lands are the same. After reaching the Heavenly Realm, one automatically loses the title of Holy Son and Goddess and becomes the Elder Peak Master who controls the real power.
Because of his various powerful talents, Yan Xing is not afraid of protracted battles. It doesn't matter how many people the opponent has, he can kill them all. If the opponent keeps running away, he will be helpless.
But in this battle, he was able to kill more than 90% of the opponent, which is already a shocking and impressive record. It is hard to find in ancient and modern times, and it is enough to brag about for a lifetime. After all, he is just a young monk in the Vientiane Realm.
『Points: 550000000. 』
Glancing at the points panel and looking at the long series of zeros, Yan Xing was secretly proud. In just one battle, he had reached a terrifying 550 million points. If there were no accidents, he had already locked in the single-player points leader in advance.
However, he didn't care too much about it. Several holy places were approaching with great momentum, and he didn't know whether the so-called rewards could be fulfilled.
With a thought, Yan Xing removed the realm and called back all the gods. Such full firepower consumes a lot of him. It operates almost all the time, swallowing up matter thousands of miles around.
The earth, rocks, flowers, trees, and even the bronze figures and golden bodhisattvas, including the mist inside these evil objects, were all swallowed up and turned into energy in his body. After these tangible objects were eaten up, they began to swallow up dark matter, void, and laws. ……….At the end of the battle, everyone discovered that Yan Xing was surrounded by a dark circle of light. Everything he passed by was annihilated. Even their magical attacks and magic weapons were swallowed up by the circle of light.
When Yan Xingzhan reaches the point of madness, his role is not only to assist recovery, but also has additional capabilities of defense and attack.
Me! Well! Woolen cloth! Bah! mum! Hum!
"Um!?"
Yan Xing, who had just finished cleaning the battlefield, suddenly heard the vast Sanskrit sound coming from the sky, the six-character Buddhist mantra.
The next moment, the dazzling Buddha's light gathered and turned into a giant palm that covered the sky and the sun, crushing the void and covering thousands of miles. It only flickered and hit the top of the head.
"What does it mean?"
Yan Xing frowned and did not dodge. After a moment of evaluation, he realized that there was no way to avoid this palm. The terrifying power had already locked onto his Qi machine, and the speed was too fast and too sudden.
Silently, the earth beneath Yan Xing was melted into an endless pit, and all the matter in it was annihilated, shattered and disintegrated into particles.
"It's inexplicable. Is it because I killed too many people and am filled with sin and resentment?"
Yan Xing's body was illusory, and he had passively entered it. He frowned and pondered, and only thought of this possibility. After all, the other party was the golden shadow of Buddha, and he liked to kill demons the most.
"Huh, if you are guilty of sin, I will clean it up myself. No outsiders need to intervene, even if you are the Buddha!"
Yan Xing snorted softly and withdrew from the void. With a thought, his whole body was enveloped in scarlet flames in an instant.
"Sins are like firewood, and karma burns the body!"
The burning pain of the karmic fire penetrated deep into the bone marrow and pierced the soul, but Yan Xing did not even frown. He looked up at the sky and saw no Buddha's light condensing. This was indeed the case.
"It's a pity that all this resentment is gone. That crazy girl Kuaiyin isn't here, otherwise she would definitely have a great time sucking!"
Wisps of black energy turned into nothingness bit by bit under the burning of karma fire, and Yan Xing walked towards the temple with scarlet flames all over his body.
…
The ancient temple is located on a high mountain. At the foot of the mountain, there are many figures.
All forces gathered together, and although there was a faint hostility between them, they did not act rashly at this time, maintaining a strange harmony.
Just now, those monks who committed murderous crimes in front of the Buddhist sect were all reduced to ashes by the bright Buddha's light from the sky. Shocked by this, they naturally suppressed their murderous intentions for the time being.
Rumble——
Katcha!
"It worked! I succeeded!"
"Hahaha, it's true. As long as you understand a verse on the stone tablet, the road to the top of the mountain will be revealed. Fellow Taoists, please take the first step!"
After saying that, the energetic white-haired young man bowed his hands to everyone around him, then took a step forward, as if shrinking to an inch, and appeared in the mountain in an instant, not far from the mountainside.
"Hmph! What are you so proud of?"
Many people showed their true feelings and claimed to be the proud ones. Naturally, they were not willing to be inferior to others, so they frowned and began to comprehend with their hearts.
The Buddhist scriptures on the stele are very powerful. Even if you can't enter the ancient temple to collect the treasure, if you can understand it, it will be a worthwhile trip.
"Girl Bao'er, do you think your junior brother will be fine?"
Wang Quan had no intention of studying any Buddhist scriptures at this time, and turned around to look at it from time to time, with a worried look on his face.
"Do not worry."
"Junior brother Yan, he can always create miracles."
Wang Baoer was unusually calm and confident in her fascination with punishment. This was not groundless. She would never forget her trip to the Ashes Abyss, where the junior brother she had apparently killed miraculously came back to life.
"Oh, I hope so."
boom! Bang bang!
The ground trembled, and a huge figure walked forward with heavy steps, causing the stones on the ground to jump up to ten feet high.
"Hey, it looks like we're not too late!"
Lei Meng resisted the broken halberd on his shoulder, and his whole body was filled with evil energy. He grinned, and the violent aura surging out made people's faces change.
"Why didn't you see that guy Yan Xing?"
Kui Ain and Zang Wu slowly walked out of the shadows, looking around, and their cold aura should not be underestimated.
