I am immortal

The calm tone and low chanting of poems seemed ordinary at first, but against the roar of the waves of the endless blood sea and the collapse and annihilation of many previous Buddhist lotuses, they seemed particularly sharp. Each word was like a heavy hammer striking the air. , hit the hearts of the Bodhisattvas and Arhats heavily, making their hearts sink.

A seemingly middle-aged monk with a big black beard, half-clothed monk's robes, and a huge rosary hanging around his neck clasped his hands together and said angrily: "Who is this evildoer who dares to cause trouble here and deceive us!!!"

"Hurry up—show yourself!"

With a loud shout, the sound was like thunder, the spirit spread outward, stimulating the vitality, but turned into a lion in the void, raised its head and roared, the ripples gathered and smashed, causing the wave that had just been swept by the blood sea to collapse in an instant. Immediately, two streams of light circled around each other, one on the left and the other on the right, tearing apart the void of the sea of ​​​​blood and smashing forward.

A Bodhisattva on the left concentrated his attention and suddenly struck out with a palm. The boundless Dharma and vast light were printed forward.

Several arhats on the right join forces to make a thundering lion roar.

It turned out that it was the power of the monks who defeated the two streams of light. The faces of the monks showed joy, but they saw that the stream of light dispersed, and the two objects were stuck upside down on the ground. Their color was simple, with fine lines on them, and they were ink-colored. , turned out to be two scabbards!

The expression of the Bodhisattva who had previously roared like a wrathful lion in Buddhism slowly solidified little by little, and his eyes showed boundless horror.

"Just relying on the scabbard, it has such great power..."

A sword was bright and bright, tearing apart the waves of blood. The hundreds of meters of waves that exploded seemed to have lost their power, and they fell downwards. The splashing light was as clear as ruby, and an indifferent voice sounded slowly. :

"Traveling through the tribulations, dividing life and death."

"All gods are destroyed, and the winner is my name."

"The long sword drinks blood, but this body is guilty of killing!"

The sword light flashed, pure and comfortable. He was wearing a dark red Taoist robe, fluttering in the wind, and a blood jade hairpin, which gave the ends of his long ink hair a hint of scarlet. Qi Wuzhuo originally did not fit these two swords very well. However, what he had just seen and what he knew had shocked his heart, making his murderous intention stronger and stronger, and he could almost sense the arrogant intention in the sea of ​​blood.

The world is so big! The six realms are infinite!

Endless enemies, endless enemies!

Previously, I thought that the urge to recite poems left by Yuchen Daojun was a bit strange after all, and I always felt embarrassed afterwards. However, now that I have transformed into a Yuanxue clone and wielded the Blood Sea Ancestor's foundation twin blood swords, my personality has changed. Qi Wuzhuo, who said it was wrong, felt that this poem was just right, just right, it was simply the best!

Otherwise, how could he reveal his murderous intention!

"The sea of ​​blood is churning, trying to swallow up all directions. Could it be that this formation is..."

An old monk suddenly recalled a certain ancient scripture that he had seen in the past, and realized what this sign meant. He exclaimed, "This is Old Blood Sea..."

"please stop!!!"

The sea of ​​blood was churning, and those monks seemed to want to say something. The Taoist raised his swords slightly, and the more than 300 Jade Pure Yuanshi True Talismans left earlier were all activated in an instant, and the majestic Yuan Qi that had gathered suddenly surged and dispersed. Opening it, he poured directly into the sea of ​​blood in one breath, giving Qi Wuhuo direct power beyond the upper limit of the Qi that could be mobilized at this level.

Although he practices the Shangqing Dharma, the power of the Yuqing Yuanshi Tianzun lineage is also used under this foundation.

The Three Purities are originally the Tao, so why divide them into three schools.

The sea of ​​blood was churning incomparably, and the power was too fierce and terrifying. The expression of the Bodhisattva changed drastically, and he said anxiously: "The person on the other side may be the disciple of the ancient Blood Sea Taoist. The momentum of this sword is too fierce. Many fellow practitioners work together to strike first. Suppress this Blood Sea Dao Lord before we talk!"

Another old monk with a kind expression spoke again and said quickly: "Remember, remember!"

"Don't kill him!"

"He killed so many people. If he could be saved universally, it would be an immeasurable merit of Buddhism. And this body of flesh and blood, isn't it a rare [Buddha in the flesh]! Being able to turn this fierce person into a sutra chanter in front of my Buddha, doesn't it prove that I Does the Buddha’s Dharma have boundless power and magical powers?”

Dozens of Bodhisattvas each demonstrated Buddhism and mobilized rituals. In an instant, the Buddha's light was blazing in the Landa Temple and soared into the sky. There were endless sounds of people reciting Buddhist scriptures, filling the sky and the earth. Flowers fell from the sky, and golden lotuses surged from the ground. When this ritual was at its peak, it suddenly seemed to be collapsing, making bursts of strange noises.

Immediately, the bright Buddha light stagnated for an instant, and then began to shake at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Ritual matters are the most precise.

We need to pay attention to the right time and place, a lot of coordination, a little carelessness in specifications, and the transmission and change of qi, there will be many loopholes. Previously, Qi Wuhuo destroyed many magical weapons and then destroyed the physical Buddha statue. It is equivalent to cutting out two dazzling and huge ferocious cracks directly on this ritual.

The rituals of all Buddhas lose their harmony in an instant, but they can be restored even if it only takes an instant.

But when the true king fights, he can shoot thousands of swords with just a thought, and the sword energy can penetrate the void.

This moment of time is already an extremely fatal loophole for the level of the true king. Qi Wuhuo holds the sword in both hands, outlines the scene of the blood river, and in just an instant, he has already swung the sword!

The long sword is clear and clear, it can kill all things, it is not affected by cause and effect, and it can cause calamity for three swords!

The broad sword is thick and turbid, it carries out sins and kills fiercely, it cuts the sword with one sword!

The two swords intertwined, outlining the external objects, the vitality swarmed in, and the blood river followed closely. In the eyes of the Bodhisattvas and monks, the Buddha's light was delayed for a moment, and the next moment, this extremely overbearing blood river was Roaring and hissing, they seemed to have transformed into two horses, rushing towards them.

In an instant, Buddhism was destroyed!

The Buddha's light disappears!

The sea of ​​blood is filthy, and the pure spiritual light is the most broken!

The endless sea of ​​blood actually swallowed up the [Landuo Temple].

The blood-robed Taoist's eyes were slightly narrowed and his voice was calm:

"cut."

boom! ! ! !

The sea of ​​blood rises like wild waves!

……………………

Previously, Qi Wuhuo saw the place where hundreds of survivors were.

Those young children didn't know that the old monk had passed away, but the elders knew it well. After the Taoist left, there was a feeling that they were trapped in this dangerous place, but they were helpless. There was nothing to expect from anyone. Although the Taoist showed great sympathy to them, after he left, these people were still somewhat worried.

They are afraid, afraid that the person will never come back; afraid that the person will just deceive them.

In fact, he had already fled for his life.

In such a dangerous environment, life is like a candle that is about to be extinguished. The fire of reason can no longer illuminate the mixed thoughts in the heart. Under the extreme uneasiness and fear, thoughts continue to emerge one after another, and they subconsciously Shrinking their bodies, they moved closer to the old monk's body, shrunk together, and all of them lowered their heads, waiting for the next step of fate.

The atmosphere here seems to be more depressing than before.

Not only did people stop talking, but even their breathing slowed down subconsciously.

waiting--

Accompanied by the sound of water dripping from nowhere, time passed slowly, and the silence here became deeper and deeper. People cuddled with each other and did not speak. Suddenly, only a loud bang was heard. , this place suddenly trembled, accompanied by waves of subconscious exclamations.

People crowded together tightly and saw the majestic, splendid and luxurious temple buildings outside collapsing amid violent tremors. The temples collapsed and were annihilated. The originally gorgeous and hard walls seemed unable to withstand the impact of some powerful force. It actually began to tear out cracks, and the cracks spread, spreading in front of them instantly.

At this moment, the snow-white walls spread far and wide, the golden temple collapsed, and the golden characters were annihilated one by one.

And cracks bursting out on the white walls.

People clinging to the dead old monk.

It forms an extremely depressing, vivid, yet intense scene.

This moment seemed to last for a long time, and it also seemed to be just a short moment.

A child, a child who had never been outside, grabbed a small stone and threw it towards the tall, white, holy monastery wall. His strength was not strong, and the small stone flew out with a faint stream of light. After the barrier, it hit the tall and solid wall, and then gently fell to the ground with a crisp sound.

The child's innocent eyes widened, but he looked ahead with anger.

next moment--

Suddenly, a small stone fell down on the white holy wall that was densely covered with countless cracks. The cracks spread towards the sides and surroundings. Stones fell one after another, and the blood-colored seawater rushed in, pushing the tall and holy wall. The walls collapsed in an instant and the flowers burst out, as if they were flowers blooming in the sea of ​​blood.

The sea of ​​blood, the annihilated Buddha's light, and the distant blue sky.

All of them came into the eyes of these people.

Let them be crazy for a while.

boom! ! !

And at that moment when I was immersed in seeing the beauty of the outside world, the boundless sea of ​​blood rolled up, as if falling from the sky, bringing countless boulders, the bronze bells of the huge temple, and the Buddha statues, all crashing down here. , so the old man hugged the child, and the adult subconsciously protected the old man, like a lotus.

The outstretched arms hugged each other in layers, and in the middle was the corpse of the dead old monk.

that is it.

Buddhism is here.

People tensed their bodies, but the expected severe pain did not come. The faint golden light spread out, and the bloody sea rolled up with huge rocks and broken Buddha statues, flowing towards both sides, bombarding people in different places. A place where the blue sky and sunshine fall warmly on you.

For a moment, everyone couldn't believe it and was a little stunned.

It suddenly became quiet here.

The child born here patted the dead old monk's arm, pointed outside and chuckled:

"Look, look, what a big Buddhist temple roof, so high and far away, and such big walls!"

"Look quickly!"

People had sour noses and wanted to tell the kid.

That is the sky, that is the mountain.

It's this world.

And the old monk is already dead.

But when they raised their heads, it seemed that it was an illusion. The dead monk, who had lowered his eyebrows, suddenly relaxed, his frowning eyebrows relaxed, and there was a slight smile of relief at the corners of his mouth, and his palms fell to the ground.

It only stirred up a bit of dust.

On the other side, the battle is still going on, but it seems to be over.

Countless Buddha statues were broken, and [Landuo Temple] seemed to have lost its original purity and ease. The thousands of years of purity were corroded by the surging, boundless sea of ​​blood, and the bluestone bricks and tiles were corroded and broken.

Fighting is never just a matter of realms.

Moves, timing, momentum, mentality, and determination are all enough to determine the outcome of a battle.

And here, this battle!

Use the true inheritance of Yuqing Yuanshi Tianzun to build up momentum, use the ancient sea of ​​blood as a weapon, and use the sword directly inherited from Qinglingbao Tianzun to attack.

In addition, as the son of Emperor Wa, in the human world, he uses his destiny to confront the enemies who want to plot the destiny of humanity.

Countless elements have been stacked up. Even an ordinary Taoist, Qi Wuhuo, can check and balance the level of practitioners. He only talks about the general trend. This time, it is second only to the battle where he rode a green bull and set off thousands of miles of purple energy to destroy the Buddha. , what I saw before my eyes was a majestic sea of ​​blood, as straight as the ocean.

But it’s like this [The general trend is mine], so majestic.

Just as he was preparing his moves, several Bodhisattvas dared to stand in front of his Tribulation Sword.

He died immediately under the violent waves of sword energy.

It is difficult for the Tribulation Sword to have a killing effect on powerful enemies such as Taiyi, Yuanshi Tianzun, and Gouchen Houtu.

But it is only a normal move for Sanqing and Siyu.

For high-end products, it can almost be called——

Must kill!

The bodies of those Bodhisattvas fell into the sea of ​​blood, and the sea of ​​blood rolled up. The golden bodies of the Bodhisattvas disappeared and were swallowed up by the sea of ​​blood. The sea of ​​blood was churning, and they were extremely lively and joyful, and their momentum was even stronger.

If the Bodhisattva is like this, let alone the other Arhat Vajras and even the ordinary Buddhist practitioners.

There were heavy casualties.

However, it is your own fault.

The old Bodhisattva from before was stunned and his body was trembling slightly.

He saw fellow practitioners die tragically, saw the violent waves of the sea of ​​blood, saw the Taoist step into the sea of ​​blood, his swords were pure, and the fellow practitioners around him sank into the sea of ​​blood, and their bodies turned into blood. The old Bodhisattva trembled uncontrollably, and murmured: "Blood Demon...Bo Xun..."

"Are you, are you an ancient blood demon?!!"

"With such momentum and power, you are not his descendant, you are him!"

"You are the ancient blood demon!!!"

"Shouldn't you die under the sword of the Shangqing Lingbao Tianzun?! How come you are still alive?!"

"O Buddha, the evildoer is here. Please take action to destroy this evil demon. Destroy this evil demon!!!"

The blood-robed Taoist held two swords and looked at the [Landuo Temple] that collapsed and annihilated in front of him and was shrouded in the sea of ​​blood. There were monks around him who died in battle, and there were also monks who wanted to escape, but were bound by the boundless waves of the sea of ​​blood. Pulling and being submerged, struggling in the blood, it quickly disappeared.

The old Bodhisattva folded his hands and recited Buddhist sutras, and the Buddha's light rose.

Qi Wuhuo was about to draw his sword, but was suddenly startled.

He raised his eyes slightly and looked toward the west.

A pure and majestic meaning appeared, presenting the boundless and vast artistic conception of Buddhism, and then separated into the sky——

Come directly to Qi Wuhuo!

It's Buddha!