Jingtai is dead.
This time, he was really dead.
Moreover, the death was extremely gorgeous.
Yes, gorgeous.
His body disintegrated into blood mist.
As for the soul
His soul was actually aligned with the destiny of the country, and the destiny of the country was colorful and dazzling in the world. His death was indeed gorgeous, exploding in front of everyone like fireworks.
At the same time, the national destiny of the Jin Dynasty completely collapsed at this moment.
Jingtai's words are right. If the national destiny is not destroyed, he will not be destroyed. But if the national destiny is destroyed, he will naturally be destroyed.
The fate of the country, like the power of all living beings, is illusory, but it actually exists. Now that it has been extinguished, there is almost no chance for it to regroup.
Unless, the Sima family can now produce a ZTE leader to suppress the world again.
However, Jianghu will not give the Sima family another chance, and Chen Yuan will not give the Sima family another chance.
The sword of nothingness gathered by the power of all living beings was also destroyed and shattered together with Jingtai. If it were in the past, Chen Yuan would have been on the verge of death if he had done this.
Because when the thoughts of tens of millions or even hundreds of millions of people come together, they can burst people.
In the same way, despite Jingtai shouting about immortality, in fact, as time goes by, Jingtai will eventually be assimilated by the influence of the national destiny.
It can be said that he is indeed immortal, or it can be said that he is already dead.
Because, after being assimilated, can it still be considered him?
That's just a symbol.
Chen Yuan knew this, but he would not give Jingtai the slightest chance. After all, the assimilation time was quite long, and he couldn't wait to see Jingtai die in front of him.
Die by his sword!
Chen Yuan still stood in the void, looking at the scene of Jingtai's death with calm eyes. In fact, it stands to reason that he should be very happy when a great enemy died.
No, to be precise, he is indeed happy now.
He also wanted to say something, but when the words came to his lips, he didn't know what to say, so he could only keep calm. It could also be said that he was pretending.
Jingtai is considered a great person. Even if Chen Yuan wants to kill him and kills him, he will still admit it.
Can start planning from the very beginning.
For decades, he turned all living beings into pawns and finally achieved his goal.
If it weren't for the general trend of the world, Jingtai might actually be able to succeed.
Although he has embarked on a wrong path, when he reaches the end of the road, who can say that it is a wrong path?
If Jingtai can really become a god with incense, this seems to be another path besides martial arts.
It's a pity but not worthy of pity.
Moreover, Chen Yuan would not embark on such a path.
This is very contradictory. On the one hand, it feels pity, but on the other hand, it is extremely repulsive, but this is the complexity of human nature.
Chen Yuan's philosophy is that all laws are unified and returned to oneself. This is the eternal way.
Using external forces to gather one's own strength, although it is like a high building, its foundation is fragile and cannot be permanent. Just like now, he has found his weakness and tapped it gently.
He also collapsed.
Jingtai didn't leave any decent last words. The only thing that was somewhat similar was his last words. He said that Chen Yuan was actually the same person as him.
Chen Yuan did not refute.
Because, this is a fact.
The only difference is that Chen Yuan is indeed selfish, because this is human nature, but he is not so crazy that he uses the bones of millions of people to forge his own path.
It can also be said that this is his only conscience.
And externally, the image he has established of himself is very good, and a good one can mobilize the power of all living beings.
And he will maintain it.
Regardless of his deeds or his heart, Chen Yuan does not think that he is a sinless person. He thinks that he is very good.
As for the results.
Right before your eyes.
After Jingtai was wiped out, he could see the endless resentment in his soul, and they all bowed to Chen Yuan and thanked him for helping them seek justice.
This is actually the best affirmation.
He didn't shy away and accepted directly with open arms.
Of course, this is just incidental. His real purpose is actually to welcome the arrival of luck, not to return!
Under the eyes of the sky, it can be seen that a vast purple destiny is shrouding him. This is the best evidence of Jingtai's fall.
Chen Yuan had not sensed Jingtai's aura before, but because there was no luck coming, he concluded that Jingtai was not dead.
The majestic luck enveloped Chen Yuan.
No one saw that in the vast purple ocean of luck, there was a strange black air flowing toward the ground along with the cold wind.
It seems that purple is just to cover up its existence.
The bloody altar in the depths of consciousness first actively showed the intention of devouring it when facing Jingtai. It was even more so now, even impatient.
Those purple lucks were quickly absorbed by the luck altar, and they continued to flow.
At the same time, in the process of devouring luck, the bloody altar also lit up. The originally broken altar gradually began to recover at this moment.
Chen Yuan also saw this scene somewhere.
I saw those gaps and they are gradually recovering.
Although he has not fully recovered, at least he has found a way.
During the repair process, the Altar of Luck also lit up with a bloody light, illuminating his entire consciousness. Chen Yuan was stunned for a moment, because he saw a bloody light seem to come out.
On the ground, the wisp of black energy was about to disappear deep into the ground, but at this moment, it was caught up by the wisp of blood-colored light, and then it was like ice water meeting fire.
It made a 'sizzling' sound.
And the black energy came out with a horrifying voice as thin as a gossamer:
"Altar!"
The altar of luck is still turning, as if turning the gears of fate.
Chen Yuan, on the other hand, is waiting for the guidance of this opportunity.
Thinking about it, there should be something about the unusual purple luck.
Jingtai died, died in full view of the public.
There was no chance for anyone to react.
Just now, the powerful people in the imperial court were still happy about the sudden change of the current situation. They felt that the imperial court was always a imperial court and could not be compared with the world.
It's not something Chen Yuan can shake.
Results, results.
The result was that His Majesty the Emperor, who had just risen, was killed in the void by Chen Yuan's sword, and immediately shattered into a cluster of fireworks, blinding everyone's eyes.
"Dead again"
Sima Ke was stunned on the spot. Just now, he was even a little happy. After all, no matter what, the emperor was still his father, and it was his Sima family who was in charge.
But the situation changes over and over again, and it remains the same.
In response to the emperor's sister's words.
"It's not over yet. Don't jump to conclusions. Maybe your father will die again soon."
He turned his gaze to the imperial sister Pingyang and found that she also left a drop of tears at this time, a tear without any sadness, and murmured to herself:
"Dajin collapsed."
Seeing that the imperial sister ignored him, Sima Ke turned his attention to his mother and concubine again, hesitated for a moment, and whispered:
"Mother, my father is dead."
Unexpectedly, Concubine Yang patted his head and said angrily:
"Nonsense, isn't your father still standing there properly?"
Following the direction of his mother's finger, he saw Chen Yuan's figure.
Sima Ke: "."
"call"
Zhang Yantong let out a long breath, and no longer had the intention to do anything. He took out a wine bag from the storage treasure, took a sip, and said to himself:
"Zhi Niang, it's really interesting. The emperor is dead, but our old Zhang seems to have boarded another big ship a long time ago. This kid is really not a thing in the pond."
Xiao Jing was confused for some reason.
He is a hidden child, a hidden child buried in the Jin Dynasty. Now the Sima family is about to completely fall apart, but the Lord has not contacted him.
What do you mean, completely loyal to the Sima family?
The swordsmen they stopped, the Tianxian Si Wuwei and many imperial ministers below were stunned for a moment and stopped taking action, but soon, some people reacted and ran frantically towards the capital.
The emperor has already lost the ball, but they still made a birdie!
Their rout was the beginning, and then came the collapse of the whole line below. This time was different from the previous one. That time there was silence first,
After that, just a few dozen breaths later, the emperor was alive again.
But this time it was different, the emperor was really dead.
As for those Jianghu warriors, they had no intention of pursuing them, but were carried away by joy.
In this battle, the emperor was killed.
Beheaded the true king and killed many powerful men in the court.
The world is going to be in chaos! ! !
If the powerful men of the imperial court began to flee in disarray, then the hundreds of thousands of imperial troops were really scattered.
Now with the fall of Jingtai, it collapsed directly.
The battle formation collapsed first, and then countless soldiers fled in all directions like crazy.
No matter how hard he tried to kill the ancestor of the Gu family, he couldn't kill him cleanly. At the same time, he didn't want to kill him because he always felt that Chen Yuan, who had just killed Jingtai, would take action against him.
After all, he had never concealed his intention to avenge his great-great-grandson Furukawa, and had always been paying attention to Chen Yuan, so he ran away out of worry.
He didn't even have time to enjoy the fruits of victory later, and he jumped in one direction!
Taoist Qingxu from Shushan was a little surprised. He didn't quite understand the situation. He had clearly taken over, so why did this ancient fellow Taoist flee for his life in a panic?
what's the situation?
He didn't think clearly, so he didn't intercept it. There was something wrong with the fight between his own people, so he just sat back and watched him leave.
"hehe."
Taoist Fengyuan chuckled twice. It seemed that Jingtai's death was nothing, and he was not angry. He just took back the Hunyuan Shentu and stopped attacking Song Yingqiao.
Song Yingqiao let out a sigh of relief, feeling lingering fear.
If the fight continues, it won't even take half an hour, only half a quarter of an hour. Even if he has the Zhenwu Immortal Sword in his hand, he won't be able to hold on.
"This is a gift for you. Please help Pindao pass it on to fellow Taoist Chen Yuan."
Taoist Fengyuan threw the magical pen in his hand to Song Yingqiao.
"This is?"
Song Yingqiao looked at the things in front of him with suspicion on his face.
He was beaten to death before, but now he is handed over to himself, which is really weird.
"This thing is called Fengyun Brush, and it belongs to the painting saint Wu Daozi. You will naturally understand it after you give it to him."
In the Star Observation Tower, Jingtai gave this thing to him casually. He actually didn't know what it meant, but he could feel that there seemed to be a weak soul sealed inside.
Come to think of it, it should be Wu Daozi.
"good."
Song Yingqiao nodded.
"Also, don't forget to say hello to the Heavenly Master for me. Being able to break through the six realms and condense the flowers on the top in such an environment is extraordinary."
After saying that, he chuckled, and Taoist Fengyuan turned around and left, disappearing into the void.
Song Yingqiao, on the other hand, sat and watched him leave without making any move to intercept him.
Because taking action is just humiliating oneself.
This has been verified.
This person's strength is not that simple!
He could even feel that this person didn't use all his strength. Otherwise, he would have fallen long ago. He didn't know what his purpose was. He just trapped a true king?
In this case, it is appropriate to trap those who are stronger.
Holding the Fengyun Pen in his hand, Song Yingqiao frowned, and then turned his gaze to Chen Yuan not far away.
"His Majesty!!!"
Gu Tianqiong was furious and his face was full of horror.
He knew that this time, the emperor would probably not be resurrected. At the same time, he was angry and shocked for this reason, and even his methods were a little messy.
Jiang He, on the other hand, showed no fluctuation, as if he had already expected this, and when Gu Tianqiong was traumatized, he broke through his defense with a sword.
Next, is Dongfang Sheng’s method.
Jiang He broke it with one sword, while Dongfang Sheng's magic halberd crashed down, erupting with an astonishing roar, and the Tianwei Divine Sword also let out a mournful cry.
The next moment, Jiang He rose up with his sword, and infinite sword energy erupted.
Once you find an opportunity, work hard to make it bigger.
Gu Tianqiong spat out a mouthful of old blood and blocked Jiang He's frontal attack, but then he was under greater pressure. Dongfang Sheng's magic halberd suppressed the world and directly suppressed it.
"boom!"
Most of Gu Tianqiong's clothes were shattered in an instant, and his whole figure was like a kite with its string broken, which hit the ground directly from the void. The surrounding area was cracked and smoke was everywhere.
"Do you still want to take action?"
Medicine Master Liuli Bodhisattva looked at Feng Jiuge and asked with a faint smile.
Feng Jiuge took a deep breath and did not answer or take action. However, when Medicine Master Liuli wanted to leave, he directly locked onto his Qi machine.
She herself cannot break through the opponent's defense for the time being, but the defeat of the imperial court has been determined. When other strong men come and join forces, they will definitely be able to kill them.
Lingshan is too powerful. It is so powerful that it directly overtakes the other nine immortal sects. Such an existence can be weakened a little bit. I believe that other people think the same way.
"It seems that the donor still wants to continue?"
Medicine Master Liuli Bodhisattva frowned and stared at Feng Jiuge.
"You can stop, but you can't go."
Feng Jiuge said lightly.
"Haha. That's fine."
Medicine Master Liuli Bodhisattva was not angry, and seemed to still have support. He just stopped and stood on the spot, but his golden body did not move away, and still stood in front of him.
"boom!!!"
There was another crackling sound that resounded throughout the world, and the golden giant ape kept punching. Even though the injuries on his body gradually worsened, he had no intention of stopping.
In fact, the more he fights, the stronger his momentum becomes.
Taoist Lingxu was very solemn. He originally thought that he could easily kill this monster with the Immortal Killing Sword, but in the end, in addition to suppressing it, he did not kill it.
Among the four great Bodhisattvas, his strength is probably second only to the leader, Manjusri.
Lingshan is indeed powerful.
It was not obvious a thousand years ago, but now it has reached the point where it is now, which is really shocking.
Among the other immortal sects in the world, even if they force their way into Emperor Wu City, it is difficult to compare with them. Although Ye Xiangnan's strength surpasses all others, except for him, it seems that there is really no other strong person in Emperor Wu City who can stand at the top of the world.
"Amitabh."
Samantabhadra Bodhisattva had a solemn expression on his face. He originally thought that Jianglong's strength was average. After all, he had left Lingshan long ago and had not yet broken through Yangshen.
The result was no weaker than him.
The golden dragon's golden body can also compete with his Bodhisattva's golden body.
It's really unusual.
Monk Xuyan also recited the Buddha's name, and a golden dragon coiled in front of him, shining with golden light.
"Jiang Long, now follow me back to Lingshan. You still have a way to turn back."
"The poor monk is a heretic."
"Are you really going to be an enemy of Buddhism?"
"The Bodhisattva is wrong. The poor monk is the enemy of Lingshan, not Buddhism."
"What's the difference? Buddhism is Lingshan, and Lingshan is Buddhism!"
"When Amitabha taught Buddhism, did he designate Lingshan as the Buddhist gate?"
"you"
"Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva once said that those who have Buddha in their hearts are not members of Buddhism. Those who do not have Buddha in their hearts live in the Holy Land of Lingshan and are not members of Buddhism."
"sophistry."
Monk Xuyan smiled but said nothing and did not answer.
He only took action because Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva appeared, and he never thought about returning to Lingshan. This was already stated by the previous Manjushri Dharmakaya.
"That's wrong."
Suddenly, the voice of Manjushri Bodhisattva sounded.
Xu Yan turned around and looked:
"What's wrong?"
"Amitabha taught Buddhism to save all sentient beings. The chosen orthodoxy is Lingshan, and Lingshan represents the entire Buddhist sect. Ksitigarbha fell into the devil's path and cannot be considered a member of the Buddhist sect. His words are naturally wrong."
"Manjushri Bodhisattva should speak to Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva about these words." He said in vain, clasping his hands together.
"There will be someone who can tell him, but it's just not a poor monk."
"What, stop fighting?"
Ye Xiangnan's voice also sounded.
Manjusri smiled faintly:
"His Majesty has fallen. There is no point in fighting anymore. It will only cause more lives to be destroyed."
"Then why did you fight before? Wouldn't it be better if you didn't take action?"
"If your Majesty succeeds, it will make all living beings live a better life. Therefore, I want to beat this poor monk."
"Haha, sophistry, you said we won't fight if we don't fight? I say we must fight!" Ye Xiangnan said coldly.
"Donor Ye is even more powerful, and the poor monk is ashamed of himself."
Manjusri said directly.
"Taizu!!!"
Sima Che, who was extremely suppressed, saw the fall of Jingtai and the collapse of the national destiny. He cried out in grief and anger, and looked at the capital with eyes full of despair and hope:
"If Taizu doesn't come out, the country will perish and the world will be in chaos!!!"
(End of chapter)
