The ancient temple in Foshan is so dazzling that the entire building is condensed from a bright and vast energy.
Mystical runes exuding the aura of suppressing the ban were all over the ground and the ancient temple, intertwined and overlapping, converging towards the square, all wrapped around the towering high platform in the center, and the mighty power of the entire space and time acted on the golden figure on the high platform.
Yan Xing frowned, a silvery white light suddenly appeared in the depths of the boy's hole, and then suddenly shattered into silence. His seventh sense was disturbed by this collapsed space and time. Although it was activated, he could not see the slightest picture.
“Such a powerful aura should be the master of this secret realm, the ‘Echoed’ True Immortal Wuji?”
Looking around, the entire ancient temple was empty except for the golden body on the high platform. Not even a shadow of the so-called treasure could be seen.
Many monks gathered at the foot of the mountain and fought to death, but they never expected that what they were fighting for was just an empty shell.
"wrong."
"A true immortal corpse is worth more than an immortal weapon. It is a treasure. Even if it can't be squeezed out, wouldn't it be unreasonable to use it as compost?"
Yan Xing's eyes were slightly cold, and he knew very well that thieves never escape. This was the remains of a true immortal. I'm afraid it was just a particle of flesh and blood, and the energy it contained was amazing.
Not only did he fall in love with the remains of the true immortal, but this ancient temple also had to be packed away. After all, it was a high-quality energy crystal, no less powerful than a mid-grade spiritual stone of equal weight.
Yan Xing stepped forward and walked cautiously towards the high platform. The "eternal" true immortal might be contaminated with an unknown aura, and these sealing formations probably existed for this reason.
The huge square covered with runes was filled with powerful repressive power. It was difficult for ordinary monks to get close to it, but it had no effect on Yan Xing. He ignored everything and climbed to the high platform easily.
"Old monk, I'm sorry."
Yan Xing put his hands together in a salute and looked at the corpse in front of him carefully with piercing eyes.
Sure enough, he has become a high-ranking monk, and he is estimated to have attained the status of Arhat Bodhisattva. Although his body is dead, his golden body will remain immortal through the endless years.
The corpse sat slumped down, eyes closed, holding the lotus seal with his left hand and the reincarnation seal with his right hand. The skinny body seemed to be coated with a layer of gold paint, sparkling and dazzling.
The only thing that puzzled Yan Xing was that there was no ordination mark on this person's head.
"Eminent monks are eminent monks. They are naturally different from ordinary monks. Those legendary Buddhas and Bodhisattvas rarely have ring scars."
Yan Xing paid no attention to this, bowed his hands again, and murmured in a low voice: "Old monk, as the saying goes, dust returns to dust, soil returns to soil. Since you have passed away in reincarnation, leaving behind this possibly ominous body, It is also for the sake of harming the common people. If you dare, I will eat your body. It can also be regarded as a blessing!"
"Amitabha!"
"Old monk, if you don't say anything, are you agreeing?! Thank you so much, that's so good!"
Seeing that the old monk acquiesced to his proposal, Yan Xing suddenly became calmer. He couldn't wait to open the cracks in the hell dimension and wanted to pack up the corpse and take it away, but found that the other party was not moving at all.
"Array imprisonment?"
Yan Xing glanced at the densely entwined runes on the high platform, then jumped up, gathered all the strength in his hands, pressed on the old monk's shoulders, and pushed towards the dimensional crack below.
The moment his palm came into contact with the old monk, a sudden change occurred.
boom--
Buzz!
"Huh!? This is..."
Yan Xingtong shrank violently, his heart beat inexplicably, and he felt panicked for a moment. The next moment, a golden stream of light shot out from the depths of the hell plane and filled his eyes.
The moment he saw the stream of light, Yan Xing's expression froze. He lowered his head and glanced at the old monk, thinking something was wrong in his heart.
Boom!
Above the sky, thunder suddenly roared.
The corpse of the true immortal who had been dead for who knows how long seemed to be awakened by the thunder. His eyelids trembled slightly and he slowly opened his eyes.
"Suffer it!"
Yan Xing's face darkened. Sure enough, he was being plotted.
When the "old monk" opened his eyes, his right eye was dead but intact, but his left eye was a dark hole, and the eyeball had long since disappeared.
Where is the corpse of a real immortal here?
They are clearly the remains of a saint!
Card! Katsa——
The golden stream of light escaped from the hell dimension in an instant. As it continued to approach the corpse, the golden light barrier on its surface was also rapidly shattering. The living heart opened a big hole, and then a golden eyeball shot out, cut through the void, and was directly embedded in the eye hole.
The remains of a saint were finally restored to perfection.
Bang bang bang!
In the void, there was a clear sound of applause. When Yan Xing heard it, his face became even darker.
"Hahaha! Wonderful, really quintessential!"
Katcha! boom--
The void shattered, and a pitch-black temple penetrated directly through the secret realm wall and fell with a crash, crushing the boundless earth into pieces.
Ao Bei looked up to the sky and laughed, clapped his hands, and stepped out of the temple. Behind him, there were nine figures, all exuding the terrifying aura of gods and demons.
The ten supreme gods and demons appeared directly in the temple square with one step. They ignored the punishment on the high platform and looked at the remains of the saint with enthusiastic expressions.
"The subject is oppressed by the aura of gods and demons, and his innate unyielding will continues to strengthen..."
Yan Xing's eyes twitched, but he didn't bother to pay attention to the prompts on the panel. He was in a bad mood. He didn't expect that he had been hunting geese all day long. Today, the geese pecked him. It was the first time in a long time that he suffered such a big loss.
I was furious, but there was nothing I could do. I was determined to suffer this loss.
"I *you*."
The annoyance on Yan Xing's face suddenly disappeared, and he greeted the relatives of many gods and demons indifferently.
"Boy, what did you say!?"
The expressions of Ao Bei and others changed slightly, their eyes widened, and they looked at Yan Xing in disbelief. They were powerful gods and demons with high positions. How had they ever been insulted like this? Even their master, the aloof Lord of Reincarnation, has never scolded them like this!
I even thought for a while that I had just heard a hallucination.
"I said, I *you*."
Yan Xing was also helpless. What could he do? He could not be beaten again and again, and the saint's corpse could not be moved. After suffering such a big loss, why should he not be allowed to have fun? When he is angry, he will not hold it in, he just wants to disgust the other person.
"Presumptuous! You are looking for death!"
The gods and demons had no intention of taking action from the beginning to the end. It was obvious that Ao Bei had informed everyone of the strange things about Yan Xing, and all methods were in vain.
But the clay figure still has a lot of anger. Regardless of whether the action is meaningful or not, the anger still needs to be vented.
Bah--
A god and demon who did not believe in evil used his most proud magical power. A ray of scarlet light passed by. Yan Xing had no power to resist and fell directly into [Void].
"Is this kid really unkillable?!"
Except for Ao Bei, who looked like he had known this for a long time, the other gods and demons looked at each other in shock, feeling extremely shocked in their hearts.
What kind of existence is this guy?
Totally unreasonable!
"Okay, he can scold him if he wants. It's just a fart and the wail of a defeated dog. Business is more important!"
Aobei waved his hand and shouted a reminder, then jumped onto the high platform first, took out a bronze coffin, his expression became solemn and solemn, and he was ready to cast a spell to bring the saint's remains.
Seeing this, the other gods and demons also hurriedly stepped forward to help, ignoring Yan Xing who was standing aside.
The remains of the saint are the lifeblood of the Lord of Reincarnation, and there must be no mistakes. Otherwise, they will probably be reincarnated as prostitutes in their next life.
Thinking of this, I couldn't help but tremble. I had offended the Lord of Reincarnation, and death was just the beginning of punishment.
hateful!
Yan Xing looked calm on the surface, but in his heart he was so angry that he jumped eight feet high and his teeth were itching with hatred.
Exiting the virtual state, he reached out and picked up the tattered heart that fell in the dimensional mezzanine, threw it into his mouth, and swallowed it.
The furnace of laws trembled slightly, the light of origin swept through, and the unparalleled law of cause and effect was instantly integrated.
After evolving the talent of [Absolute Freedom], he had long been able to take out this Principle of Principle, but in order not to interfere with the normal operation of the golden light barrier, he never implemented it. It doesn't matter now.
Looking at Yan Xing who swallowed his heart alive, a god and demon frowned slightly. In this strange boy, he saw the unscrupulous and crazy cruelty.
This remnant of the Yan family is a huge hidden danger!
"Ao Bei, does Master have any instructions on how we should deal with this brat?"
"wait……"
Ao Bei was about to speak, but his expression suddenly changed and he looked up at the sky.
"Hurry up and collect the saint's remains!"
"Those guys are coming."
