Great Dao Ji

Want to kill the soul with one finger?

There was silence for a moment above the cloud boat.

Wei Shaoyou swallowed and felt that his patriarch was very domineering, much more arrogant than the legendary Lao Tianshi.

It's too cruel to kill someone and still have your heart hurt.

Involuntarily, he felt a sense of sympathy for the great monk.

He couldn't see the strangeness of the severed finger turning into a human being, but the expressions of the others were extremely solemn.

From this finger, An Qisheng's unimaginable survival ability was seen.

Even if any enemy can be killed completely, unless he has the ability to search the world, even if he leaves a drop of blood in the vast galaxy.

No one can really kill him!

Maybe this is a different kind of immortality?

Taoist Tianji's mind was swaying. He had thousands of thoughts in just a moment, and he was stunned for a moment.

"This great monk"

Wei Shaoyou stared at the monk Da Kong closely, not wanting to miss anything, and guessing the monk's reaction in his heart.

"call!"

But contrary to Wei Shaoyou's expectation, the seemingly overbearing monk was surprisingly not angry at all. Instead, he let out a long breath:

"good!"

Bang!

As soon as he stepped on it, he suddenly flew thousands of feet into the air. Not only did he soar up into the sky, he seemed to be escaping into the stars.

As it soared into the sky, his half-broken golden body suddenly shone brightly, blooming like a firework.

The image of the Dharma then shines out, facing the wind and growing in size. It is so huge that it seems to fill the sky and the earth, blocking the afterglow of the setting sun, as if night has suddenly fallen.

The Buddha's light surges like waves, and an invisible and chilling aura fills the world.

In today's world, few people dare to spare any effort when facing An Qisheng, certainly not Monk Da Kong.

Even if it is just a finger, there is no reservation at all.

Explode with all your strength!

He didn't even care about the cracks in his half-broken golden body, his life-long mana burned completely, and the light shone across the sky for a moment!

"Tai Chi Taoist, I want to see how you can kill me with one finger!"

The Dharma in the sky is like a mountain, with arms hanging down for several miles, and fist seals clenched. Amidst the wails from the void, there is a rolling force of destruction, like the Milky Way swooping down, trying to cleanse the world:

"The mighty heavenly dragon, the World-Honored Tathagata, the heavenly dragon sings, the God of Destruction Fist!"

With one punch, Monk Da Kong's heart suddenly felt empty, and he felt that his spirit, magic power, and even his muscles, bones, skin, and flesh were all knocked out of his body with this punch.

I just felt that apart from the fact that my golden body was broken and severely damaged, this punch was already the most perfect punch I had ever performed in my life.

Boom!

The fist seal struck down horizontally, and the endless Buddha light burst out with a cold and cold destructive energy.

The moment he punched, the dragon-shaped tattoo on his shoulder and arm suddenly raised his head, his long beard trembled, his dragon eyes widened, and then he let out an earth-shattering dragon roar:

"Ho~~~"

The golden Buddha light evolved into endless destructive power.

The fist seal struck across the distance, thousands of feet away, and the clouds were suddenly torn into pieces. Even further away, there was the dead air seal space that could not be healed for a long time after being broken by An Qisheng.

The earth shook, smoke and dust stirred up, and the mountains fell.

This blow hit Monk Da Kong heartily, and its power was also powerful and invincible.

While Sa Wuling was shaking his fan to fan the wind, he couldn't help but raise his eyes and look:

"This punch looks pretty good."

Yuanshen, Yuanshen, is ultimately a ‘god’, and its power lies in the purity of the ‘god’.

No matter you are good or evil, Buddha or Tao, demon or evil, after all, the purer you are, the more tyrannical you are, and to the extreme, you are pure.

The former monk Da Kong had many distracting thoughts in his mind. He could not meditate in Buddhism and could not completely destroy himself. He was called Da Kong, but in fact he was not empty at all.

Even worse than Taoist Tianji, whose soul has begun to decay.

But at this time, under An Qisheng's huge pressure, countless distracting thoughts turned into the desire to survive.

Seek death!

It's called annihilation, but it's actually about survival.

This punch is worthy of a glance.

"The skin changes and the bones change, but the spirit cannot change. It is called the God of Destruction Fist. In fact, it still cannot get rid of the Nine Seals of the Tathagata, but there are some new things, which is pretty good."

The punch flowed down like a celestial river, and An Qisheng still had time to comment.

Until the fist suddenly dropped, and when the torrent of destruction was about to drown everything, the body transformed by his ring finger.

Just now,

Take to the sky,

Howl,

Then, a palm was pushed out horizontally and struck upwards, as if the earth was moving and rising, trying to wrap up the sky!

Compared with An Qisheng, who is calm and even a little gentle.

The 'self' he transformed into with this finger was extremely violent.

Pushing out with a palm, the burst of blood was like thousands of thunders exploding together. The blood suddenly burst out, filling the heaven and earth, and reflected the endless Buddha's light from top to bottom.

"It's this move again!"

Above the sea of ​​clouds, Monk Da Kong's eyes narrowed.

Under the sea of ​​clouds, there seemed to be mountains rising from the ground. The palm pushed out horizontally, and the divine door reappeared, majestic and sacred in the torrential blood light.

Then it moved sideways suddenly and hit hard.

boom! !

Sound waves filled the sky and the earth, mushroom clouds bloomed in the sky, and countless two-color lights intertwined and flew across the sky, like a huge meteor shower swaying across the sky.

"ah!"

On the cloud boat, Wei Shaoyou yelled, covered his eyes and fell to the ground on his back. Two tears of blood flowed out at once, and he was almost blinded by the bright light.

His mana aura was as if it were made of paper and did not have any blocking effect.

Sa Wuling stared at the sky and shook his head slightly:

"What a pity after hundreds of years of practice"

Phew~

The earth-shattering collision seemed to only last for a moment, and then dissipated in the strong wind.

Pa da ~

A finger fell from the sky and turned into a stream of light, returning to the palm of his hand.

An Qisheng sat cross-legged, his clothes and hair not moving, he raised his eyebrows and looked at the motionless Dharma in the sky, like a mosquito trapped in amber, and said:

"I really don't need any excuse to kill you."

Above the sky, the air current is turbulent.

The huge Dharma image of Monk Da Kong has lost its voice and there is no response.

Perhaps after a long time, or perhaps a moment later, as the clouds spread, they dissipated in the sky like blue smoke.

Only a long sigh echoed:

"The sky is not empty, and annihilation is not the annihilation of life. Teacher, Patriarch, our path is wrong."

No one knows what he saw or understood in that last moment, but they can hear that in these last words, he no longer had strong anger or resentment.

It seems, becoming more like a monk.

"Master, if you go well, I hope you will still have the opportunity to enter the Tao in the next life, and you will still have the opportunity to become enlightened."

Taoist Tianji stopped on the cloud boat and sighed.

His expression was somewhat forlorn.

He didn't have a deep friendship with Da Kong, but seeing a fellow Taoist who had cultivated for hundreds of years and finally become a soul die so sadly, it was unavoidable that he was touched in his heart.

Even though he had seen this scene more than once.

Ye Xiaoyi, Yan Xiake and others were all calm, neither happy nor sad, but they also lamented that even the soul would fall.

Phew~

After a long time, Taoist Tianji sat down, faced An Qisheng, and spoke calmly:

"Fellow Daoist An, come and play a game of chess with me."

He spoke calmly, and An Qisheng responded simply.

"good!"

Taoist Tianji flicked his sleeves, and a chessboard appeared in front of the two of them, with black and white chess pieces lined up on each side.

Pa da ~

Tianji Taoist held the black head first, dropped a piece, and said softly:

"It's a pity that I had the opportunity to become a human being, but I was born at the wrong time."

Pa~

An Qisheng played the white chess piece and then moved it to the corner. He said nothing and listened to what Tianji said.

"After the battle between Lord Nether Palace and Tian Tian, ​​Netherworld can no longer be born, and the heavenly secrets have been in chaos since then. Even if I surpass the sages and reach the top, I will still be cut off from the future."

Tianji Lao Dao keeps making moves, his eyes are dim, recalling the past:

"Innate calculations indicate that its source is heaven. The chaos of heaven has cut off the way forward from the source. I have been in seclusion in the mountains for hundreds of years. I have been like a ghost, and I have experienced tribulations in the world.

He once subdued demons, saved the world, supported Longting, and practiced cultivation through luck. Unfortunately, after one thousand three hundred years, after Yuan Shen, one thousand three hundred years later,

No progress! "

His words were plain, but everyone above Yunzhou couldn't help but be touched.

They are all cultivators, and they understand best what it feels like to have stagnant cultivation.

An outstanding person who has been a spiritual master for more than a thousand years lost all possibility of progress due to changes in the sky. This is an unbearable tragedy for any ascetic.

"Finally, I gave up self-cultivation and traveled around the world. I accepted countless words, tongues, ears, and eyes. Through the changes in living beings, earth veins, vegetation, and according to legends and clues in the classics, I traced the traces of Emperor Tian's cruelty.

Finally, I discovered something."

As soon as the son fell, Taoist Tianji paused for a moment before saying:

"The emperor's cruelty comes from heaven, and it is natural. However, his body is natural, but his mind is not!"

"Um?!"

Sa Wuling, Wei Shaoyou, Ye Xiaoyi, Yan Xiake and others were all shocked.

"Everyone can become the most ruthless emperor!"

An Qisheng spoke slowly.

Taoist Tianji was a little surprised, but still nodded:

"good."

"So, you also told God's secret."

An Qisheng asked.

"It's me. Not only that, I also gave up the position of national master according to God's will."

Taoist Tianji is extremely calm:

"For thousands of years, the City God of Zhongyin City in Daqing was the first, and I was the second. If I didn't retreat, there would be no chance of God's will invading Daqing, let alone overpowering Qin Wuyi.

Unfortunately, he still failed.”

Speaking of this, Taoist Tianji fell into another trap.

His original intention was to force God to hold a conference of all laws when the time came, and then kill or repel him in full view of the public.

After that, he used his true self as a guide to control the dragon of national destiny, and then he planned the emperor's ten cruelties, but unexpectedly, he died prematurely.

"You lose"

Another piece fell, and An Qisheng slowly raised his head:

"Why are you telling me these things?"

Pa da ~

Taoist Tianji dropped his chess pieces and admitted defeat:

"I guess you have the means to obtain information by fighting with others. However, I don't want to fight with you. I'll tell you this naturally."

He looked up at the sky and smiled:

"One more thing, old Taoist, I want to see if you are going to take my path in the face of the disaster of annihilation.

Or die with all living beings! "

Good night everyone, Gouzi is going to write the third chapter. He may not be able to write it, so don’t wait.