The dark night is the most cold and ruthless.
The cold wind blew away the blood reflected by the evening sun, blew away the haze of the rippling clouds and mist, and also blew away the light in the hearts of all living beings.
The great Buddha has passed away, the Zen cloud has gone far away, and the dark night has been stretched extremely long amidst the cries.
Under the cold moon, on the corpse soil, there was a monk in white walking, his feet bare but not stained by dust.
However, his face was pale, his body was shaking, the cold wind was whining, and his eyes were slowly becoming bloodshot.
"Master, we are here to send you on your way."
It was several top blood soul experts who silently blocked the man's path. Their expressions were cold, and the bloody light in their eyes contained terrifying murderous intent.
"In the long night of life and death, you can cross the river with just a reed." The monk in white clasped his hands together and lowered his head slightly.
"Why bother, little monk? Why bother to save the benefactor..."
With bitterness, confusion, and pain in his eyes, he slowly pressed forward with his palms, and an infinite and huge palm print appeared between the sky and the earth. At the peak of the sun, the brilliance of the sun bloomed. In just an instant, Then he went down to kill him.
The pressure of the avenue enveloped them, and their bodies evaporated with the air.
He vaguely saw that in the Buddha's light, the abbot was praying for his birth and reciting the Huayan Sutra.
The monk in white looked away, and an indescribable pain came from the depths of his heart like tearing.
The dark night confused him about his future. He squeezed out the last strength of his body and walked toward his unknown destination.
It is also the Bodhi Zen mind and the great enlightenment. His expression is solemn, and the Buddha's light behind him is blazing for a moment.
"It would be a great merit if the benefactor could survive the hardships in the world and be reborn in bliss."
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To the north of the imperial city is the Yinlong Emperor's Mausoleum.
The fog is very thick, permeating the dangerous jungle, and the eyes cannot penetrate it. There are only the hideous tree shadows like claws, swaying strangely in the cold wind.
The mountain is low and the vegetation is sparse. Only an old thatched cottage collapsed on the mountainside.
The cold wind was even colder, swaying the hemp rope and stimulating the bone wind chime to make a tinkling sound.
It was originally a desolate and dilapidated place, but at this moment, because of a golden page of paper, the world was changed, and the entire sky was distorted.
A figure of a strong man rose into the sky. He stood in front of the decree, his momentum like a rainbow, and his killing power was overwhelming.
"Li Xuan, you are stupid and incompetent. You have abandoned thousands of troops in danger, put thousands of people in water and fire, and governed by doing nothing. This is not the way of an emperor. After the six kingdoms have written, I, by the order of the Taoist Academy, depose you from the throne of the king."
The leader of the Ten Thousand Demons Sect looked down at the creatures below with his eyes like lightning, and his voice was like thunder from the sky, word by word, exploding with a bang.
"This volume also tells the world!"
The leader of the Ten Thousand Demons Sect suddenly waved his hand, causing winds to rise in all directions, and the vast golden paper emitted a majestic golden light, covering the entire empire.
Above the sky, endless golden light poured out, causing the color of the heaven and earth to change, and the rumbling words of the Dharma roared in all directions.
At this moment, the soldiers of the three armies were staring at the golden paper, their bodies were trembling, and their eyes were struggling to leave.
At this moment, millions of creatures were staring at the golden paper, their expressions distorted, their eyes as gloomy as zombies.
The king was deposed and their lives fell into the darkest moment.
"Li Xuan, please take your Zen position." The voice of the leader of the Ten Thousand Demons Sect was solemn, spreading throughout the empire and echoing in all directions.
The wind blows and the mountains move.
A rocking chair appeared in front of the thatched cottage in an instant. A vague figure stood up and walked towards the wind chime step by step. He stroked his right hand and suddenly there were dense eyes on the white bones.
In an instant, strange sounds like crying and laughing began to sway along with the wind chimes.
"Pretend to be a ghost." The leader of the Ten Thousand Demons Sect shouted coldly, raised his right index finger, and pressed it directly towards the ground below.
As the finger fell, a surge of supreme power exploded, with the power to destroy the path, causing the entire short mountain to shake suddenly. The grass and trees in all directions spontaneously ignited when exposed to the wind, turning into a sea of fire and rising into the sky.
Surrounded by flames, cracks appeared in the bone wind chime instantly, and a shrill whine could be heard. The eyes suddenly opened with trembling, and the dazzling light formed instantly locked onto the leader of the Ten Thousand Demons Sect.
At this moment, his eyes shrank, and the shock in his heart could not be concealed now. It appeared in his expression, and he stared in the direction of the thatched cottage.
Those were pairs of black pupils, penetrating the void and locking his position. Even if the other party just had a thought, he might fall into eternal disaster.
"Zhengfayanzang... Li Xuan, where have you come?!"
The leader of the Ten Thousand Demons Sect was breathing rapidly and looked extremely ugly, looking at the rickety figure in horror.
"I have no place in the world, so I only use a bottle to be the master of the setting sun."
"Tell those old guys that I'm still young and you can't take this position away. Tell them not to send people here to die."
The moment the faint words came out, the color of the sky changed, and a breath that shook all directions came, shaking the heaven and the earth.
That was a majestic figure, wearing a golden dragon emperor's robe and a shining sun-level crown on his head. His long black hair was spread over his shoulders, and a commanding aura bloomed from him.
The two people's eyes met, and there seemed to be an invisible collision of sharp energy in the space.
When the wind and clouds are rolling, the momentum is naturally shocking.
In the east, there was a sky-shattering arrow, with a shocking silver color, coming down from the white moon and roaring towards Li Xuan's back.
Emperor Haoyue has arrived.
The dazzling white dragon figure walked across the sky, and a suffocating pressure filled the air. It was so powerful that even if it was extremely far away, the terrifying pressure could still be clearly felt.
"Yao Wudao, do you also want to interfere in the national affairs of our country?" Li Xuan's face was serious, and the dragon's energy was as panic as the power of heaven, blocking this fatal arrow. Suddenly, the sky exploded, and the sound of wind and thunder rolled in all directions.
"I only take what I need."
Yao Wudao stood in front of the white moon, high up, like a god, overlooking all living beings.
In the west, there is an immeasurable fire, with the red color of burning mountains and boiling seas, hanging from the sky, coming towards Li Xuan's head, coming domineeringly.
The Holy Lord of the Holy Fire Temple has arrived.
"Slave Huo Kuang, you are evil-minded." Li Xuan raised his palm, causing blurry shadows to appear around him, like ancient saints and sages, chanting and murmuring in unison.
Submerged by the terrifying sound waves, the earth trembled and the sea of fire collapsed. The fire mad slave's pupils shrank and his body retreated rapidly.
"Li Xuan, you, the king of this country, have come to an end."
Huo Kuangnu's eyes were filled with cold light. Three Tao realm experts were besieging him. Who could survive?
"Li Xuan, this sect gives you one last chance to give up your throne to the worthy, reveal your sins, and follow me to face the Holy Spirit. This three-army battle can be avoided."
The voice of the leader of the Ten Thousand Demons Sect is rolling, echoing in the heaven and earth. He wants to surrender without fighting, and he wants all living beings to kneel down and surrender.
"One word can determine the country?" Li Xuan laughed.
"Millions of my Sunset people are lying dead in the wilderness. If they cry out for injustice, they will be humiliated by you and their secluded prisoners, and they can only bow their heads and be bound."
"The souls of my hundreds of thousands of soldiers have returned to the sky after sunset. As long as they are strong and sharp, they will be cramped and their bones will be dug out, and they can only die violently and commit suicide."
"Who will remember their sorrow? How can they pay for their lives?"
As Li Xuan spoke, the three of them fell silent, but their fierce eyes did not diminish at all.
"That's how war should be."
The leader of the Ten Thousand Demons Sect frowned and spoke slowly.
"No matter... no matter what, it's not the fault of the invasion, it's just the king's incompetence."
Li Xuan laughed again when he heard this, but there was a touch of self-mockery in his smile.
"Li Xuan, you can't hold on to the throne, and you can't hold on to this world either. You are such a waste." The fire mad slave looked cold and spoke sarcastically.
"Resign yourself to your fate."
Yao Wudao's eyes showed a strong light, his left hand bent the bow, and the arrow pointed at the sky.
"The sky is dead, where is your destiny?" Li Xuan suddenly raised his right hand and pressed it towards the earth. In an instant, cracks appeared on the ground rapidly, causing the entire low mountain to shake completely, and the roaring sound resounded throughout the sky.
As the sound echoed, the thousand-foot crack instantly snaked into a dragon shape, with a shocking momentum. At the same time, the abyss underground spit out dazzling golden light, rolling crazily toward the sky.
The rays of light made it difficult to see clearly in the vast darkness, making the wind and thunder as silent as cicadas. The monks from all over the world were all shaken, their faces were horrified, and they looked up to the sky in disbelief.
Because, what exists in that sea of light is… the previous emperors of the Sunset Empire!
The remains of seven golden bodies, each with endless antiquity and vicissitudes of life, as well as the decay and cracks left by the passage of time.
Their faces were blurred, but they could not conceal the might of the arrogant king.
He seemed to be a god standing above all living beings, exuding vast power from every part of his body.
"Please open your eyes!!"
Li Xuan bowed to the sky, and suddenly the heaven and earth roared, and a curtain of light burst out from them. Under their feet, there seemed to be bright holy lights shining together. It was a golden wheel of merit, and luck surrounded them.
The moment their eyes opened and closed, a storm of destruction directly enveloped them.
The expressions of the three people suddenly became solemn, and a strong life-and-death crisis suddenly broke out in their hearts.
It was like all the energy and blood in the body was tumbling, it was like every bone in the body was trembling, it was a catastrophe of life and death that had not happened in many years.
That feeling was like a death stare. Their hearts were shaken wildly, and their cultivation exploded to resist with all their strength, but they were still submerged in the sea of light.
"The emperor's grandson is unfilial and has dishonored the remains of his ancestors. In the next life, he is willing to be a cow or a horse to repay everyone's kindness."
Li Xuan looked solemn and bowed to the figure in the sky.
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"Brother, it seems that your practice over the years is nothing more than this." Xiao Hanfeng sneered with murderous intent in his eyes.
Dao was not in agreement with each other. Regarding this younger brother, he always left a glimmer of hope for him in his heart, but he did not expect that Xiao Hanfeng would kill Luo Ling, which made Xiao Yunshan's hatred at this moment overwhelming.
"Go to the underground and repent." Xiao Yunshan's eyes were red with crazy killing intent, and he shot out.
A punch broke through the air, the heaven and earth roared, the void twisted, and the space was shattering, as if this punch carried supreme power and seemed to suppress the eternity.
Chu Kui, who was resisting in front, looked horrified. His magic fist swept down, but he couldn't stop the fierce fist intention, and his body retreated uncontrollably.
What was even more frightening was that while Xiao Yunshan was constantly bombarding him, his fists rushed into his body, trying to crush him from the inside. This made his eyes look frightened, and his fear of Xiao Yunshan reached the extreme.
The fist intention exploded heavily, his arms collapsed, his body was severely injured, and a shrill roar came from his mouth. If he hadn't cultivated the demon god's body, he would have been torn to pieces by the fist intention.
"You have indeed stepped into the Tao realm!"
Xiao Hanfeng's face was extremely gloomy, and he was watching all this coldly, but fortunately, he also had a trump card.
"Please take action, leader." He looked respectful and bowed to the sky. In an instant, the color of the sky and the earth changed, the wind and clouds rolled back, and extremely terrifying fluctuations spread in all directions, like a long river flowing backwards, turning night to see the sun, and a figure came down.
It was Dao Xuanlang's figure, with a face as white as jade, wearing a golden crown on his head, and dressed as a businessman, but his every move exuded a terrifying Dao charm.
"The monarch treats you well." Xiao Yunshan said coldly, his expression was solemn, as if he was very afraid of him.
"Dean Xiao, I don't like to practice, let alone the flash of swords. I'm here today just to discuss business with you. Do you think that's okay?"
