While everyone was watching, Lin Jiu stretched out his hand into the void.
Like pulling a string.
It's like waving a drumstick.
Then in an instant, there was lightning and thunder.
The endless light shines between the sky and the earth, almost lighting up this extremely deep netherworld.
And these ghosts and gods from ancient times merged bit by bit into the light that filled the sky amid the music of thunder and lightning.
Between the brightness and extinction of light, there is an incomparable mystery and misfortune, blocking the connection between the true spirits of these ghosts and gods and the underworld.
It is as if there is a 'source point' in the chaos, which will bring the true spirits of these ghosts and gods, as well as the countless years of information engraved in their true spirits, into the chaos, and completely die in the chaos.
This is nothing else, it is the last resort left by those ghosts and gods before they become ghosts and gods.
They carry countless information between heaven and earth. In order to prevent this information from becoming Black Pangu's treasure, after their death, their true spirits will not return to the underworld, but will be in a kind of Under the influence of the secret method, it returned to the chaos and dissipated in the chaos...
Of course, this is also a special kind of fishing bait.
If by chance, other 'worlds' sense the residual information scattered in the chaos and follow the information, then this prehistoric world will naturally give them a huge 'surprise'.
"Seniors, have a good journey!" Lin Jiu retracted his palm and watched as all the ghosts and gods in the sky disappeared under his blow.
He Lin Jiu is known as the number one killer in the world after the age of gods. His killings between heaven and earth are immeasurable, but the creatures that died in his hands in an instant are not as good as the ones he moved at this time. When the thunder struck, the number of ghosts and gods that had countless true spirits heading towards chaos... and in terms of quality, the creatures he had killed in the past were even more incomparable to the ghosts and gods who had fallen at this time.
Under the unprecedented killing, Lin Jiu himself entered a strange state in a daze.
Just like that morning, when he was plotted against by the Buddhist backhand, his whole person was forced to transform into heaven and earth, and finally extinguished everything in heaven and earth, and regained the feeling of himself.
This feeling is extremely wonderful and even more mysterious.
Life and death flowed at his fingertips.
The first step is death, the next step is life.
And he himself stands between the boundaries of life and death.
Just like those ghosts and gods that have passed away.
The life and death of endless creatures depended on his thoughts.
"This is..." A vague inspiration flashed through Lin Jiu's mind.
And just when the inspiration was about to come out, something else suddenly emerged and rippled in the spiritual light that permeated the heaven and earth and penetrated the chaos.
Among the rippling power, there is an incomparable openness and depth, and there is also an incomparable mercy.
There was even louder and louder Sanskrit singing, mixed into the thunder that filled the sky, in an attempt to incorporate the true spirits of these ghosts and gods who were about to turn into chaos into their own world.
At this moment, the inspiration that was about to come out in Lin Jiu's mind disappeared without a trace.
Buddhist saint!
Although it is unclear which Buddhist saint took action, there is no doubt that the one who interrupted his enlightenment and intended to attract those ghosts and gods must be one of the Buddhist saints.
Lin Jiu's consciousness suddenly spread out, spreading wantonly among the vast world, looking for traces of the Buddha's light.
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"Subhuti, since you are back, why do you still have to hide it?" In the sea of blood, Fuxi and Taoist Minghe both appeared in physical form.
Zhen Yuanzi next to him pressed his sleeves, and the universe in his sleeves turned, sealing off the surrounding space.
Time and space, time and space.
As far as the ancient world is concerned, since the creation of the world, time and space have been a close and indivisible whole.
Time and space never exist alone.
But at this time, under Zhen Yuanzi's sleeve, the universe in the sleeve pressed down, and the space in this indivisible time and space was torn out by him.
The indivisible time and space were split into two at this moment.
Space is solidified like amber, and the long river of time flows through the past and future, but it bypasses the solidified amber alone.
On the long river of time and space, a figure existing between the past and the future was caught off guard, and even from the past and the future, it was squeezed out.
This figure is thin and tall, with an immortal air and strong bones.
But it was one of the Buddhist saints, Subhuti!
"Just for the sake of this saint, can't you even care about the changes in the netherworld?"
"Then the new Demon Emperor, do you have such confidence in him?" Subhuti reached out and made a move, and the solidified space was broken by it, and a gap appeared directly leading to chaos.
Immediately, the chaos surged and manifested into seven-colored rays of light. During the rotation of the seven-colored rays of light, the annihilated Mount Sumeru reappeared.
In Mount Sumeru, the dry Bodhi tree turned into a seven-wonderful tree staff that pierced the chaos and fell into Subhuti's hands.
The whole process seemed chaotic and cracking, earth-shattering, but in fact, there was no pyrotechnics at all.
Whether it was the annihilated Mount Sumeru or the formed tree staff of the Seven Wonderful Treasures, not a single bit of the power was wasted. It all fell into the hands of Sage Subhuti.
The turbulent chaos also returned to its previous calmness in an instant.
"I see."
"The methods of several Taoist friends in several epochs are indeed ingenious." Saint Subhuti's thoughts turned around on the wonderful treasure tree staff.
Everything that happened in Mount Sumeru, as well as the methods used by several quasi-sages in Mount Sumeru, all flowed in his heart.
"However, a quasi-sage is not a saint after all."
"Teach you what the methods of a saint are!" Subhuti's eyes turned to the tomb of Taoist Hongyun behind them.
Now that he has determined the location of the corpses of Saint Jie Ying and Saint Zhunti from the ancient prehistoric era, there is no need for him to continue to entangle with the few people in front of him.
The most important thing is to take the remains of these two saints first and cut off the connection with the ancient world.
Following his words, the Miracle Treasure Tree Staff in his hand swept lightly.
Buddha's light is born from it.
Breaking open the heaven and earth, dividing yin and yang, reversing perception, and confusing size.
In the blink of an eye, the three quasi-sages guarding the Hongyun Tomb were already soundless. Sage Subhuti moved time and space and were separated from the side of the Hongyun Tomb.
The three quasi-sages who joined forces were also in an isolated and helpless situation at this moment.
After just shaking the treasure without taking action personally, the joint power of the three quasi-sages was completely broken.
The power of the Daluo Saint in his complete state can be seen clearly.
