Infinity begins with the Buddha

Chapter 152: The End of Fate
Clouds cover the sky, thunder changes, maple leaves weeping like blood fall with the wind, green hills are not green, only haze, and sparks are shining in the center of the battlefield...

Tens of thousands of thunders and lightning strikes, like a heavenly shock, the earth is shattered, the god descends into the world, the god of death is holding two scythes intertwined, looking at the crowd, there is no trace of emotion in the eyes of the gods...

Only the most extreme destruction, a flash of divine light, an invisible wave of air hitting the peaks, sweeping away the top powerhouses of Leifeng, the old monk and the sword master Mahā...

"Damn, just now the old monk counted, there may be a bloody disaster today..."

The old monk held a Zen stick in his hand, forcibly resisting the air wave, and couldn't stop taking a few steps back, and suddenly stopped his figure...

The ground behind him couldn't help being shattered and turned upside down, looking at the expressionless Grim Reaper in front of him, he said humorously

Afterwards, the Zen staff tapped the void, and the holy lotus bloomed under the feet, turning into thousands of lotus peaks, rising from the ground, and heading straight for the god of death...

"Nonsense, fortune-telling is the job of Taoist priests, what are you doing..."

Master Sword Master Maha held the magic sword in his hand, looked at the god in front of him, said indifferently, his long hair fell down, and blood flashed in his eyes. On the blood-dark cassock, there was no trace of mercy, only the surging thoughts of evil...

After that, there was a riot, like a thunderbolt, piercing the night sky, Zhao Shi's sword, and the sea of ​​blood cheering...

"My heart is constantly proving the Bodhisattva Way and repenting ten thousand sins..."

The Tathagata, the emperor of the Ming Dynasty, holds the Buddha's certificate in his hand, and with a word of compassion, the extreme move moves, the light of forgiveness greets the sky, the clouds are scattered, and the lamp of wisdom illuminates the world, and it appears in all directions...

With a sword boosting power, all the Buddhas follow behind you, and you close your eyes and chant scriptures. Why do all living beings suffer, but they are obsessed, indulged in love, and fall into reincarnation forever...

The world is purified in all directions, the Dharma is revealed on the other side, the king of Ming soars into the sky, the majesty of heaven and earth is in his body, the sword's edge hangs down, and he can kill all demons...

"Intentional movement, bright career, killing and crossing crimes"

Nie Buddha held the creation in his hand, his face was indifferent, he frowned slightly at what the god of death could do, and felt that he had improved a lot, and then the ultimate move was activated

The karma of the original sin fused with the power of hell and all came out. The devil of the Buddha, the Buddha of the devil, as far as the eyes can see, there is only Wujian, what is the hope of the world...

From the holy sword, a sword of hundreds of feet was derived again. The blood glowed like the moon. Under the moonlight, the world entered the path of Shura, and then it fell down with one blow...

The four masters' famous moves all come out, and their power can reach the sky, but the god of death speaks indifferently, showing the power of the gods...

"Haha, in front of me, there is only death and despair, let this world remember me forever......"

The body does not move, the black and yellow are out of balance, the gods are out of balance with one thought, the world is out of balance, the gods look down on the world of mortals, the twin sickles are spinning, the power of the gods is like hell, the common people are all destroyed, and the incomparable blow pierces the world...

"boom"

The heavens and the earth exploded several times, and all directions were cut off. At the center of the intersection of extreme moves, the god of death was seen, and a black air mask appeared around him. The ground under his feet was like a chasm...

Looking at the four people in front of him, the God of Reaper's eyes were calm, his mind had been poured into this battle, his twin scythes hovered, he said coldly, and stepped hard...

"This battle...hahaha, interesting...but don't forget, I am the god of spells..."

With a deep shout, the double scythes of the god of death cut into the ground, and all the power of the gods came out. The twin scythes were pulled out immediately, and a mountain peak was pulled up out of thin air, and thrown to the crowd... Then he said indifferently

"Then, let you all enjoy it, what is the scene of hell..."

The power of the god of death penetrated into the depths of the universe, pulling many meteors, and fell from the sky. The falling flints, together with the world, weaved a scene of extinction...

"Pull up the ground and become a peak... My Buddha is merciful, and all living beings are difficult to escape. The only way is to judge the sin and eliminate the cycle of reincarnation... Read the Absolute Forgiveness Daqian, and repent of the heart obstacle..."

Nie Buddha said indifferently, his drooping eyes slowly opened, red lights bloomed in his eyes, the creation in his hands dissipated, and his hands suddenly folded together...

An unmatched force of karma brought forth endless waves of bones and blood, and the palms were slowly pulled apart. The Mahayana sacred weapon for killing life emerged in the world, and returned to the hands of the evil Buddha. All collapsed!

The evil destinies do not hear, the good destinies do not see, the heart is only uninterrupted, and the action is uninterrupted...  

Appearing in front of everyone, holding the sacred weapon, the vast Buddha power, arousing the killing karma, surpassing the limit of the Buddha, a shot is printed, a shocking blow, the mountain peak is turned into dust...

"Buddha head, can it be so strong... Could this be the true power of Buddha head..."

The old monk looked at the speeding mountain peak and was turned into dust by his blow, his face twitched in shock, and he couldn't help but admire in his heart

"The Mahayana sacred weapon, the crime of killing is really not an ordinary soldier... In the hands of Wuxiu, it is like a tiger with wings..."

Emperor Ming Tathagata looked at the evil Buddha holding the crime of killing in front of him. His vast Buddha power could not help but make people look sideways. He said slowly to the evil Buddha on one side.

"What a powerful weapon, my magic sword is actually oppressed by it..."

Master Sword Master Maha felt that the magic energy of the long sword in his hand was being weakened by this spear, he couldn't help being startled, and praised him, knowing that it was not the ultimate sacred weapon, and could not have such power...

"Back off and help others open the magic circle. There are too many people in this battle, and it will only disrupt the battlefield..."

Nie Buddha looked at the two venerables behind him, pondered for a moment, holding the killing device in his hand, with an indifferent face, showing no emotions at all, and said slowly

The two venerables behind him, after hearing these words, understood in their hearts that ordinary people must not participate in the next battle, then they nodded slightly and left here...

"Hahaha... Heaven and Earth Forbidden..."

The god of death stands in the void, raising his voice and laughing. There is only joy in this battle. Behind him is the dazzling scene of countless flints.

Dissipate the sickle in the other hand, hold the sky in the other hand, walk on the stars, master the blow of destroying the world...

With the other hand, the blood scythe was swung, and the power of darkness condensed on it, and dozens of scythe marks were drawn down, followed by a blow from the star meteor, which was so powerful that it could only destroy the world...

"A blow to destroy the world, a clear proof of the Great Thousand Amnesty Law..."

Emperor Ming Tathagata, looking at the god of death in front of him, the blow that destroyed the sky and the earth, was unmoved in his heart, as clear as still water,

Then the aurora fell, and a hundred-foot magic sword rose from the ground...

A sword slashed down, extinguishing the saber energy, but the beacon fire meteor that followed came with a vast force, only overwhelming everyone...

"Hmm... what a beacon... the god of magic, worthy of this name... I cultivate and help me, Bodhi all over the three worlds, killing life and breaking the cycle of reincarnation..."

Nie Buddha saw the blow of the beacon fire in front of him, frowned, held the crime of killing life in his hand, and let out a deep drink...

Creation circled and flew out, pointing at the god of death, and then the blood from the fingertips fell on the creation, and a steady stream of killing karma adhered to it...

The extreme form of killing, the last sword, is condensed into shape by the power of the holy weapon, and it is more powerful, killing a sword, breaking the cycle of reincarnation, and returning to the same path...

"Well...so that's how it is..."

Emperor Ming Tathagata looked at what the evil Buddha was doing, pondered for a while, and understood in his heart what his intention was, and then the Buddha slipped into the box...

Lightly opening the Buddha's words, weaving the shackles of the Buddha's words in the hands, the Buddha's power helps the shape, take the falling clouds, turn them into holy strings, and cast them into a vast sky long bow, the Buddha's bow comes out, brilliant brilliance, with its own sky...

With one foot stomping, knees bent to accumulate energy, holding a longbow, the Nie Buddha saw this, and the ultimate killing sword fell on the Buddha bow. With one blow, the two of them worked together to pull the divine bow to the limit...

The two Buddhas join forces, use the sword as a guide, and strike the gods, only this thought...

The bow string loosened, and the killing sword, like a punishment from heaven, went straight to the head of the sinner. The beacon fire was pierced by it in an instant, the face of the god of death sank, the twin sickles intertwined, and the divine power agitated, blocked the sword...

"boom"

A shocking explosion shattered the cloud of misfortune for thousands of miles, blowing down the wild sand thousands of miles away, and the figure of the god of death couldn't stop being hit by the god of death, and fell to the ground against it...

When falling, one foot slams down, the color of the sky and the earth changes, the mountains and rivers tremble together, and the surrounding land cannot withstand the huge force, turning into a dangerous peak...

"Good opportunity...ha..."

Seeing the opportunity, Nie Buddha said calmly, his blood light flashed, his body was like a shooting star, his movement was like thunder, and he appeared behind the God-killing Sword.

"God of death will punish..."

Emperor Ming Tathagata saw that the Nie Buddha and the God of Death were in a stalemate, he let out a deep drink, and appeared behind the Nie Buddha in an instant, and stamped his palm in, the Raging Buddha could bless the Nie Buddha's body...

"Cough...you..."

Grim Reaper's face darkened, looking at the two people who cooperated tacitly in front of him, the power of the two Buddhas was contained in one sword, even though he held the two sickles to resist, the black air mask in front of him was also continuously disintegrating, and he couldn't help but feel cold But in one word......

The ground under the three's feet could not bear the impact of force, turned into pumice and shot around, a majestic peak emerged, the mountains and rivers changed drastically, and the killing sword was still breaking through, the god's body shield...

"A good opportunity... is now, the Buddha will help me with a blow..."

Seeing the stalemate in the battle situation, Liu Zhuyi couldn't help but get up quickly, and asked Yao Bodhi behind him
"That's all... I'll give you some Buddha Yuan..."

Yao Bodhi looked at the battle in front of him, heard the words of Liuzhuyi, and then sat cross-legged, closed his eyes and focused his attention. With the help of the magic needle, the Buddha essence in his body was being continuously injected into Liuzhuyi's body...

"Thank you, it's now, the ultimate form, the Holy Power and Heavenly Jue..."

Liu Zhuyi, feeling the gradually recovering power in his body, let out a deep drink, shattered the sword box with a palm, took out the Heavenly Sword, stood horizontally in the air, once again condensed the God of Shaking Universe, and gathered the righteousness of heaven and earth in one body...

With the Heavenly Sword in hand, there is no flaw in one move, no human, no god, no sword, there is no difference between the three, the god of desolation appears in an instant, and only the god of death ends in front of his eyes...

"you……"

The Golden Dragon Rage God surrounded Feiteng, and when he felt that he was dying, the God of Death said in a low voice, and then released all the power of God in his body, detonating the protective air shield...

In an instant, the power as black as ink swept across the shore like a tidal wave, forcing the three of them back...

"I really appreciate you guys. Come on, let's leave the final blow to God's will... Death crosses the border..."

The god of death himself was also wounded, and spit out scarlet, but looked at the three people in front of him, but still said something funny, wiped away the blood with his hands, surrounded by red thunder, and double sickles hovered...

The emotions in the body are like waves, everything in the world, what should be done after all, only by condensing this move, open the limit of this life...

Tears flowed down the cheeks like blood, and the kingdom of death slowly emerged behind him. Another god of death a thousand years ago opened the door and emerged in the world. Dust after all...

"When you recite the Buddha, your heart is pure. When you recite the Buddha, you can purify your mind and listen. The heart is the Buddha, and the Buddha is the heart. To become a Buddha is nothing more than a pure mind... The mind moves, the karma begins, and the killing of life and crimes are cut..."

Nie Buddha faced the god in front of him, with Buddha beads wrapped around his arms, full of righteousness, his energy was like a torrent, his face was calm, and he spoke slowly...

Suddenly, the western sky was like blood, and under the brilliance, the cassock was thrown away, and the crime of killing life disappeared. The Buddhist priest pinched his fingers and preached the Dharma.

With palms together, the Tathagata manifests itself, condensing the killing power of his body, and the accomplished killing sword emerges between the Buddha's palms...

"Nian Jue Amnesty Great Thousand Heart Obstacles Repentance"

Lightly opening the Buddha's words, killing with a single sword, merging the power of the original sin, the strike of the world, the Tathagata lowers his hand, holding the sword to slay the demon, and sweeping away the world...

"...The Buddha wishes to perpetually help all karma and shine immeasurably in the ten directions..."

Emperor Ming Tathagata looked at the ultimate move of the god in front of him, said a word of compassion, and stamped one foot, the holy seal was opened, and on the magnificent Buddha swastika, the six-character Sanskrit words flashed all around...

The dharma body remains unmoved, like a lamp of wisdom in the pure world, guiding all living beings in the sea of ​​suffering, the three thousand dharma amnesties, the dark light fills all the void, the five aggregates are exhausted, and the suffering disappears...

"Yutianhuang Shenhuanglong Explosion"

Liuzhuyi let out a deep sigh, knowing that the final blow was about to come, holding the Heavenly Sword in his hand, the Holy Yuan drummed, and all the spirit of the Emperor was poured into the long sword...

Whisk wrapped around the Heavenly Sword, his face was cold, the sword energy transformed into form, a dragon roar, rang nine days, shook the universe, and hit the place where the god of death...

"boom"

The world exploded several times, the mountains and rivers shattered, the blue sea roared, all the clouds disappeared, the dazzling white light flashed, and there was no trace, but the ancient and holy spirit could be vaguely seen, destroying a book as black as ink, extinguishing the evil breath, the god of death The battle has finally come to an end...

Immediately, Rage God rushed into the depths of the universe, waiting for the next destiny to come. However, far away from the sight of everyone, a dark figure like ink suddenly cut open space and appeared in front of Rage God, beheading him easily with a single scythe. ...

"After all, it's just a beast...you have to thank me...hahaha"

The god of the dead country collected all the scattered holy energy, thoughtfully, then chuckled lightly, disappeared without a trace...

"Thank you all, welcome to the summit of Xinyunhai as a guest... Liuzhuyi will leave first..."

Liu Zhuyi thanked everyone, and when they saw everyone nodded slightly, they fulfilled their destiny, ascended in the sky, and prepared to leave the world and rebuild the immortal way
"What is my success? The past is like a dream. What is the way to seek immortality? It's a joke."

The poem has fallen, and the person has disappeared

"It seems that many preparations are useless... um, cough..."

After the dazzling white light, King Ming turned into Emperor Tathagata. Looking at the scene in front of him, he coughed, and the corners of his mouth turned red. He suffered a lot from this battle. The internal injury that had been suppressed for a long time finally broke out...

"...Well... But Reaper is indeed a good opponent..."

Seeing this, the evil Buddha appeared behind him instantly, and imprinted his palm to heal his body. He shook his head when he heard this, and smiled at such an upright god of death. ...

Suddenly seeing such an unambiguous existence, I did have some admiration, so many preparations were useless, and when the words of the order fell, everyone turned away and left the place...

In front of the sacred tree, Zhao Yunshang looked sad and didn't know how to speak, how could he know...

Thinking up to this point, no matter what, I can no longer speak anymore, standing quietly in front of the sea of ​​flowers, in the beautiful scenery, is also... extremely hurt, sad and resentful, I can't help but drop a tear...

At this moment, the dripping tears were about to fall to the ground, but they were accepted by a finger, and they heard a voice
"As I said...tears are very precious, because they symbolize the extreme of emotion...don't let it fall casually"

The god of death put his hands behind his back, took off his hood, and revealed the face of a god. He stretched out his hand to catch the tears with a calm face, looked at Zhao Yunshang who was crying in front of him, couldn't help being funny, shook his head, and said slowly to him

"You weren't... just now, how could this be..."

Zhao Yunshang looked at the god of death in front of him, said a word in disbelief, and hurried forward, embracing and embracing each other. Such a familiar touch is not like a hallucination...

"Hahahaha, are you asking me this, Rage God's destiny is just the Tai Xuezhu who inherited the power of Death God from the beginning to the end, this so-called responsibility is nothing but wishful thinking of the destiny..."

After hearing the question, the god of death pondered for a moment, then told the Emperor Huang who was hugging him tightly in front of him, and said everything...

"So... you take the Tai Xuezhu as your substitute, after you understand all this..."

Emperor Huang hugged the body of the god of death, and was very satisfied in his heart. He wanted to be like this for the rest of his life. After hearing the words explained by the god of death, he couldn't help saying:

"Well, because I was hunted down again and again, just because of the God of the Dead Kingdom, or something else, I was bored at this time, so I simply continued to write the fate of the Tai Xuezhu. In fact, the original track is actually not bad. ……Ha ha……"

The god of death looked at Huangdi who had suddenly become stupid, shook his head helplessly, and continued to explain. Then, with a movement of divine sense, the divine tree dissipated, turning into the purest power to condense the divine body...

Removed the body and strength of Tai Xuezhu, used it as a substitute for death, re-used the sacred tree, and rebuilt a new body to accommodate the refined power of the god of death, the brand-new body of God, finally there is no hindrance of power... …

But the only unexpected thing is that the opponent is very strong, and the Tai Xuezhu himself is too weak, even if you give him the power and understanding of the god of death accumulated for a long time, with the double scythes in your hands, and fight on your own, you still can't win...

"Okay, I said our future is still long...God's promise will never change..."

The god of death smiled at the ignorant Emperor Huang in front of him, knowing that the person in front of him is also a new existence created by himself through means, and all the past and existence will disappear with the movement of his mind. can't help but speak softly

"Okay, I will always be with you"

Emperor Huang smiled, like a breeze blowing on his face, satisfied, closed his eyes, buried his head in the chest of the God of Death, and said softly

The two of them embraced each other, accompanied by the flying petals in the sky, disappeared their shapes, and could no longer see a trace. On the other side, the god of the dead country who had been peeping at this place, felt in his heart, God has emotions, is it so interesting, laughing Shaking his head, he hid in the darkness with his hands behind his back...

(End of this chapter)