Happy Days: Since the Beginning of the Night

Chapter 101 The Haoran Sword Comes Out!

wilderness.

Tang and Tang Xiaotang are leading tens of thousands of desolate people fleeing in the rainstorm.

Behind them is the endless cold and death brought by the eternal night.

The world ahead is shining brightly, but it is not the warmth of Haori, but a battle explosion that is more terrifying than extremely low temperature.

Attacking back and forth, Tang had no choice but to choose to lead the people in the wasteland to walk sideways, towards the Tianqi Mountain Range.

Snow Peak.

The peak is surrounded by clouds and smoke.

A bright gem is reflecting the light of Haori.

Here it sits above the dark clouds that cover the world, safe from torrential rains.

The gem suddenly shattered, and a woman in white who was sleeping in it slowly opened her eyes.

There is nothing in the woman's eyes, as if they are the purest existence in the world.

She touched her slightly bulging belly, and there was a look of worry in her eyes.

"It's too cold here, let's go find the young master." A sentence sounded in her mind.

The woman in white frowned, her mind suddenly quieted down.

There was a roar under the sea of ​​clouds in the distance, and the woman in white looked down.

In the vast grassland, several auras that made her feel extremely uncomfortable were fighting below.

She looked further away.

There was a green hill there, and on the green hill was a colorful gem kingdom, which made her even more restless.

below the clouds.

The world was in a mess.

The bloody turbulence is intertwined with the resentful souls flying in the sky.

The human-headed building held by Tantuo Ksitigarbha is a magic weapon for suppressing the world in hell.

With every swing, a huge mountain fell from the clouds and smashed heavily towards Han Ye's location.

The first lecturer sits cross-legged on the back of the bone elephant, and silently recites the Buddha's words.

"Buddha said: I don't go to hell, whoever goes to hell."

Follow the law.

A golden body fell into the Styx River, and endless grievances and ghosts wailed mournfully, turning into ripples of Buddha's voice and vibrating towards Han Ye from all directions.

The heavy pressure on the giant mountain and the multiple sound waves shattered and disillusioned the surrounding space.

Han Ye merged into the illusion, allowing several attacks to penetrate through his body, and exploded in the center with roars.

Where light and sound intersect, the space appears dark.

A strong suction force suddenly appeared, containing everything around it.

Han Ye's body hidden in the illusion also suddenly felt pulled.

"Can the void zone formed by the broken space affect my true intention?"

Han Ye had just retreated out of the broken space zone, when his eyes went dark, and a bone whip that covered the sky and the sun swept towards him quickly.

The rows of sharp inverted rulers at the bone whip joints were burning with black flames, and the sweeping waves of flames distorted the air.

It is the bone nose of the hell bone elephant, an attack treasure that has been sacrificed for thousands of years.

As the bone whip approached, Han Ye flew back while raising his hand to draw a talisman in the air.

The destroyed gluttonous flesh and blood were arrayed in two horizontal lines and two vertical lines in the river Styx.

"Both horizontal and vertical are two, it is a well!"

The vertical and horizontal blood light shot up into the sky, and a "well" character exuding a fierce meaning emerged from the Styx River, bursting with thunder and sparks, and suddenly spun clockwise.

The powerful cutting force acted on the bone elephant's legs, and then staggered upwards, smashing the whole body of the bone elephant into slag instantly like a laser array.

The solitary bone whip suddenly lost its connection, and it spun into a fire plate with inertia and flung it into the darkness far away.

Pieces of skeletons and resentful souls were burned into fly ash.

Tantu Ksitigarbha saw that the giant elephant that had accompanied him for thousands of years was killed in this way while listening to Buddhist scriptures and practicing in the Styx River, and he couldn't help feeling sad.

The black umbrella in his hand opened, and people crowded around the edge of the umbrella, facing the tic-tac-toe symbols coming up and down like a cutting machine.

"Zizizi" bursts of metal cutting sounds that pierced the eardrums sounded in the sky above Minghai.

Sparks flew everywhere, and the black umbrella completely withstood the attack of the rune!

Han Ye's eyes couldn't help but light up.

"A defensive artifact!"

The head lecturer was covered in bloodstains all over his body at this time, and the monk's robe had already been turned into fly ash in the high-temperature friction of the talisman.

He looked at Tan Tuo Jizo in horror, if he hadn't gathered Fudo Ming Wangyi on his neck with all his strength just now, he might have already lost his body by now.

"How can you be so strong?" The head lecturer looked at Han Ye's calm face with trembling pupils, feeling a sense of retreat in his heart.

"Your umbrella is good." Han Ye's voice suddenly came from behind Tan Tuo's hiding place.

The moment the two were distracted, Han Ye had passed through the space channel and came behind Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva.

A hand that was burning with blank white fireworks grabbed the black umbrella.

The moment Han Ye's hand touched the handle of the umbrella.

A red orb suddenly appeared from the spine of Tantuo Jizang, and the orb instantly shone brightly, scattering endless vows from it!

Han Ye's eyes turned blood red in an instant, as if he had been hit hard, he shot backwards.

"The power of faith?"

Han Ye regained his footing, with Buddhist thoughts entwined all over his body, lingering like maggots on rotting bones.

"Although these beliefs are pure, they carry the great cause and effect of the Buddha Kingdom, which makes me feel uneasy. It's better not to swallow them."

Han Ye's body was blurred, and the Buddha's thought suddenly disappeared like catkins from the tree.

At the same time, a sigh sounded from the inverted Hanging Temple World.

"Pity."

The million slave monks in the underground raised their heads and fell silent for a moment, then began to recite scriptures in a daze.

A young bald monk sat cross-legged at the nearest place to the Hanging Temple.

His tightly closed eyes suddenly opened with a look of expression, and then quickly fell silent.

"Sang... Sang..."

The light of the orb suspended in front of Tantu Ksitigarbha was greatly reduced, and it seemed to rot into mud as if it had lost its spiritual power.

"Have you failed..."

He and the head lecturer looked at each other, frowned and shook their heads, and they took a step back together.

"Are you two running away?"

"Forget it, it's getting late, I'll send you two on the road as soon as possible."

Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva and the head lecturer looked at Han Ye when they heard the words, only to see Han Ye raised his hand and shouted angrily:
"Hao Ran Sword!"

"sword!"

"Come!"

The boundless clouds split apart like a rift in an instant!

The sunlight poured down like a river of heaven, pouring down, overturning into the river Styx, igniting this dim hell in an instant!

Countless heavenly gates opened in the clear sky.

From it flowed endless golden brilliance of Haotian, which condensed into a golden giant sword that spanned the entire grassland in the sky!

Grassland, wasteland, Tang country, countless people looked up at the sky.

"This is the real judge!"

Chen looked towards the north in admiration, and with one move with one hand, seven heavenly books flew out from Guan Nei, surrounding him.

Then the figure disappeared in place.

"If this sword is cut off, countless lives will be destroyed in the world." The middle-aged Taoist murmured absently.

In the sea of ​​grass, two slovenly old Taoists looked at the golden giant sword in the sky, their cloudy eyes widened, their faces twitched and their mouths kept twitching.

"Mom, let's go!"

The drunkard grabbed the butcher's sleeve and disappeared immediately.

On the border of the Tang Kingdom, countless pages flew up, and the paper walls guarding the town scattered.

Finally gathered in a book in Shuweng's hand.

Shuweng looked at the peerless sword intent hanging in the sky of the grassland and shook his head.

"If this sword falls, the aftermath alone can destroy half of the Tang Kingdom."

"What exactly do you want to do?"

Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva retreated from his tantra form, and looked up at the sky with a dull expression.

I saw the tip of the golden giant sword sinking slightly in the blue sky.

As if the entire Golden Tent Grassland had been hit hard, the ground suddenly sank several meters!

Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva and the head lecturer immediately knelt down on the ground together, pressing out overflowing cracks, and blood began to flow from the seven orifices.

Han Ye's face was also a little pale, and one-third of his thought power and innate qi in his body were consumed by concentrating this sword!

"If it is really cut off, the consequences will be disastrous."

"Still showing up?"

Han Ye just finished thinking in his heart.

The western sky suddenly lit up with patches of golden aurora.

There were bursts of pious Buddhist voices in the sky, and petals fluttered in the wind.

A golden lotus came from the Buddhist kingdom of Xuankong Temple!

(End of this chapter)