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"Kill! Kill! Kill -"

"Run! Run away!"

"I can't beat him. I can't beat him at all. That guy is an unkillable monster! Oh, mom, I want to go home..."

Boom!

Katcha!

The sky was dark, the earth was dark, the clouds were thick, and the dazzling thunder kept emerging. In an instant, scarlet blood rain poured down, and the sound of ghosts crying and gods howling could be heard endlessly.

Thousands of miles around, everything is shrouded in a dark mist. There are constant cries of killing and miserable begging for mercy. From time to time, there are roars that resound through the sky, bright divine light emerges, and the aura of destruction spreads overwhelmingly in all directions, hundreds of millions of miles away. All clearly audible.

"What exactly happened in that area?"

This person is Meng Wuya who comes from the Black Sky Holy Land. Looking at the dark mist in the distance, he no longer has the pride of "drinking all the blood and eating all the flesh" before entering the secret realm, showing the color of his heart, and his heart is beating fast.

"horrible!"

"Let's take a detour."

Meng Wuya panicked for a second, and with his tail between his legs, he made a long circle before escaping towards the ancient temple.

Meng Wuya is not an exception. With such a terrifying vision of heaven and earth, any monk with some brains will know what to do. Unless he is impatient, he will step into it rashly.

"Ahem!"

"Spare your life, sir, spare your life. I am the Orchid Goddess of the Netherworld Holy Land. Don't kill me. I am willing to do anything..."

A beautiful woman in a gauze dress was crawling on the bloody muddy ground, black blood constantly spurting out of her mouth. The fair and delicate skin is covered with cracks, and the wounds are glowing with brilliant light. The flesh and blood particles rise into the air and disintegrate like fireflies. They have reached the point where the oil is exhausted.

clatter! Ta-ta!

A slender figure walked slowly over. His face was pale, his clothes were pale, and his whole body was filled with cold air. The mourning stick in his hand was filled with dark purple smoke, which was the terrifying Taihe Yin Qi.

Facing the woman's begging for mercy, the pale white figure looked indifferent and slowly raised the mourning stick in his hand.

"Remember, the one who kills you is Bai Wuchang."

"No--"

The Orchid Saint's eyes were about to burst, and she was roaring and howling, but her withered body could no longer squeeze out any strength, and the life-saving cards in her hand had been exhausted, so she could only wait to die.

Snap!

The wail stick gently struck the center of Orchid Saint's eyebrows. The evil energy seemed to have met the fire oil and spread fiercely, directly melting the perfect body into a pool of stinking green water.

"Old Bai, how many souls have you detained?"

Hei Wuchang came from a distance, the mourning stick in his hand lingering in the dark and sticky fire of hell.

"Seventy-one, what about you?"

"Sixty-nine."

"It's almost the end. The ending is over. I've almost killed all those in the Heaven-reaching Realm."

The black and white impermanence looked at each other and smiled, nodded slightly, and then turned into black and white light and escaped into the clouds, instantly returning to the Divine Treasure of the Kidney.

"kill--"

Yan Xing's expression was solemn, and he slowly pushed out a punch. Many powerful forces blessed it, and there was a howling and humming sound from the sky and the earth, and the void was wiped out every inch.

The fist was bright, and the golden tortoise shell with strong defense was directly shattered. The power was not reduced, and a hole was pierced through the chest of Peak Master Wuque, who was hiding behind the tortoise shell with a frightened look on his face. A shattering sound was heard, and his life orifice turned into gray. Its tough body also began to crumble and disintegrate. …."Pfft! Ahem——"

Peak Master Wu Que spat out a mouthful of blood with visceral foam, his eyes gradually turned gray, and he stared blankly at Yan Xing.

"You, who are you? Such terrifying power, incredible resilience, inexhaustible spiritual energy, so many gods, and even the ability to ignore the attacks of gods and demons..."

monster!

This guy is a total monster!

His most powerful trump card, the attack of the gods and demons sealed in the jade pendant, could not be killed even by the bombardment from Chi Chi. He clearly hit the target.

"Who am I?" A smile appeared on Yan Xing's face, and he whispered: "Aren't you looking for me?"

"You, you are Yan Xing?!"

Upon hearing this, Peak Master Wuque's expression was shocked, and a bright light flashed in his eyes as if he was reflecting back on the light. He seemed to be suddenly enlightened and a little puzzled. Even the leader of the Wuji Ladder, Yan Xing, shouldn't be so powerful, right?

When Yan Xing participated in climbing the ladder to heaven, he was only in the Shenzang realm. How many years had it passed? When you think about it this way, it becomes even more unreasonable, but there is no need for the other party to lie to a dying person. Although it is unbelievable, it doesn't matter. He is going to die soon, and the troubles in the world have nothing to do with him anymore.

"You are neither old nor young, how can you call me by my real name? Remember, you will call me Father God when we meet in the future!"

Peak Master Wuque heard the scolding coming from his ears, his dark eyes fell into deathly silence, and the last distracting thoughts flashed through his mind. What did this mean?

"Peak Master Wuque is quite capable, but he is a bit careless."

Yan Xing shook his head, waved his hand to collect the soul particles into the sea of ​​​​blood in hell, stood in the void, and felt that there was no living thing within the envelope of the domain.

"These Holy Land monks are indeed much stronger than ordinary monks, both in terms of strength and trump cards."

"I used all my firepower and allowed dozens of guys to escape. Peak Master Wuque was probably a very famous Holy Son when he was young. He had a chance to escape, but he thought he could defeat me, thus losing his last chance of survival... …”

All Holy Lands are the same. After reaching the Heavenly Realm, one automatically loses the title of Holy Son and Goddess and becomes the Elder Peak Master who controls the real power.

Because of his various powerful talents, Yan Xing is not afraid of protracted battles. It doesn't matter how many people the opponent has, he can kill them all. If the opponent keeps running away, he will be helpless.

But in this battle, being able to kill more than 90% of the opponent is already an amazing and proud record, rare in ancient and modern times, enough to brag about for a lifetime, after all, he is just a small cultivator in the Wanxiang Realm.

『Points: 550,000,000. 』

Scanning the points panel and looking at the long string of zeros, Yan Xing was secretly proud in his heart. Just one battle, the points reached a terrifying 550 million. If there were no accidents, he would have locked the single points champion in advance.

However, he didn't care much about it. Several major holy places came aggressively, and he didn't know whether the so-called rewards could be redeemed.

Yan Xing moved his mind, withdrew the domain, and called back a group of ego gods. Such full firepower consumed him greatly. He was almost running all the time, swallowing up all the materials in a radius of tens of thousands of miles.

The soil, rocks, flowers, trees, and even the bronze Buddhas, including the mist in the bodies of these evil objects, were all devoured and turned into energy in his body. After eating up these tangible things, he began to devour dark matter, the void, and the laws... At the end of the battle, everyone found that a dark halo was lingering around Yan Xing. Wherever he passed, everything was annihilated. Even their magical attacks and magic weapons were swallowed by the halo.

When Yan Xing was fighting to the point of madness, his role was not only to assist in recovery, but also to have the additional ability of defense and attack.

I! What! Ne! Ba! Mi! Hum!

"Hmm!?"

Yan Xing, who had just cleaned up the battlefield, suddenly heard the vast Sanskrit sound from the sky, the six-character mantra of Buddhism.

The next moment, the brilliant Buddha light gathered and turned into a giant palm that covered the sky and the sun, crushing the void and covering an area of ​​​​millions of miles. With just a flash, it hit the top of his head.

"What does this mean?"

Yan Xing frowned and did not dodge. After a moment of assessment, he realized that he could not dodge this palm at all. The terrifying power had locked his aura, and the speed was too fast and too sudden.

Silently, the ground under Yan Xing melted into an endless deep pit, and all the matter in it was annihilated and shattered into particles.

"It's inexplicable. Is it because I killed too many people and was stained with sin and resentment?"

Yan Xing's body was illusory and he was moved into it. He frowned and thought, and only thought of this possibility. After all, the other party was the golden phantom of the Buddha, who liked to kill demons the most.

"Hmph, if you have sins, I will clean them up myself. There is no need for outsiders to interfere, even if you are the Buddha!"

Yan Xing snorted coldly and withdrew from the illusory state. With a thought, his whole body was covered by scarlet flames in an instant.

"Sins are like firewood, and the fire of karma burns the body!"

The pain of the burning of the fire of karma penetrated deep into the bone marrow and the soul, but Yan Xing did not frown. He looked up at the sky and saw no Buddha's light condensing. He thought to himself that it was true.

"It's a pity for these dead air and resentment. The crazy girl Kui Aiyin is not here, otherwise she would have been able to breathe it to her heart's content!"

The wisps of black air turned into nothingness little by little under the burning of the fire of karma. Yan Xing stepped towards the direction of the temple with a body of scarlet flames.

...

The ancient temple is located on a high mountain. At the foot of the mountain, there are shadows of people.

The forces of all parties gathered together. Although they exuded hostility to each other, they did not act rashly at this time and maintained a strange harmony.

Just now, those monks who committed murder in front of the Buddhist sect were melted into ashes by the brilliant Buddha's light shot down from the sky. Naturally, they suppressed their killing intentions for the time being.

Boom boom——

Kacha!

"Success! I succeeded!"

"Hahaha, it's true. As long as you understand the passage on the stone tablet, a section of the road leading to the top of the mountain will appear. Fellow Taoists, I'll go first!"

After saying that, the spirited white-haired young man bowed to the people around him, then took a step forward, as if shrinking the earth into an inch, and instantly appeared in the mountains, not far from the mountainside.

"Hmph! What are you proud of?"

Many people looked calm, all claiming to be geniuses, naturally unwilling to lag behind, frowning and contemplating attentively.

The Buddhist scriptures on the tablet are very powerful. Even if you can't enter the ancient temple to take the treasure, if you can understand it, it will be worth the trip.

"Bao'er girl, do you think your junior brother will be okay?"

Wang Quan didn't have the mind to comprehend any Buddhist scriptures at this time. From time to time, he turned around and looked around, with a worried look on his face.

"Don't worry."

"Junior Brother Yan, he can always create miracles."

Wang Bao'er was unusually calm and had a mysterious confidence in Yan Xing. This was not groundless. She would never forget the trip to the Gray Abyss. The junior brother who was clearly killed by her actually came back to life miraculously.

"Alas, I hope so."

Bang! Bang!

The earth trembled, and a huge figure took heavy steps and stepped forward. The stones on the ground jumped up a few feet high.

"Hehe, it seems we are not too late!"

Raymond shouldered the broken halberd, his whole body was full of murderous aura, grinning, and the violent breath that surged out made people change color.

"Why didn't you see Yan Xing?"

Kui Aiyin and Zang Wu walked out of the shadows slowly, looking around, and the cold breath should not be underestimated. .

Teacher Tang Cao reminds you: remember to collect after reading