Guarding the prison for a hundred years, being born to overwhelm the demon king

The bloody light surged, and the endless ferocious sword light penetrated the heaven and the earth like a sacred mountain standing between the heaven and the earth.

The expression of the blood-clothed Taoist was solemn, but more murderous.

"If such a person were born in our world, what achievements would he have?"

At the same time, there were also middle-aged monks who came from the west and exclaimed in wonder: "It's no wonder that you have suppressed us for so many years despite the treasure given by our ancestors..."

On the bank of the East China Sea, thousands of water dragons soared into the sky, and the endless ocean was drained in an instant, exposing below it the fish and shrimps that far exceeded the number of Jingzhao.

The handsome Taoist boy, who was no more than four feet tall, exclaimed in great admiration: "In Master's terms, does this mean he has the qualifications to become a saint?"

Everything has its upper limit, and the same is true for heaven and earth.

Such a world is not very tall to begin with, and it has been defeated more than ten times, and the world of heaven is about to collapse.

The limits of its world are naturally far from being comparable to the Nine Immortals Realm.

But the old man in front of him broke through this upper limit on his own.

Moreover, this upper limit has been raised to a level that is beyond the reach of anyone in this world.

Such talent and talent are simply unimaginable.

That is to say, because this world is dilapidated and has insufficient foundation, if it were the Nine Immortals Realm, he would probably be able to become a saint instantly!

Such people, even though the three of them are all arrogant people, they all have to admit that the three of them have failed miserably.

In front of the Nantian Gate, Cui Yanliang seemed to be a little distracted.

At this moment, it seemed like endless years were flowing past in front of him like smoke.

The prosperous and prosperous age before the Heavenly Change, the dozens of collapses after the Heavenly Change, the decadence of this world for more than tens of millions of years, and all the heroes and heroes in ancient and modern times.

The ancient sages, the Nether Lord, and my own teacher...

"The world is so ruined. The old Heavenly Master's talent is unparalleled in all realms. Even in our realm, there are few who can match him. Wouldn't it be a pity if he died under the murderous orders of those who disobeyed the Nine Immortals?"

The middle-aged monk, with his hands clasped together, has a solemn appearance, just like the Buddha statue in the temple.

The Buddha's light bloomed all over his body, activating the spiritual energy between heaven and earth, and evolved the sound of Zen singing of all Buddhas.

"Although we are not as good as you, the Nine Immortals Realm is far more powerful than you can imagine."

Surrounded by thousands of water dragons, a four-foot Taoist boy flapped his sleeves and robe, and then said:

"If you are willing to surrender, Pindao is willing to introduce you to the ancestor..."

"It's a worthwhile trip to see you!"

The ruthless Taoist, who was as cold as blood, couldn't help but hold down the sword light at this time, holding his mouth but not speaking.

The three people lined up in various places, their auras erupting to the extreme, but looking at the old Taoist standing in front of the divine court, no one dared to act rashly.

"Finished?"

Far away in the sky, Cui Yanliang lowered his eyes and fell on the bodies of the three people. They were as high and far away as the way of heaven, with a divine indifference:

"Then, die!"

Just spit out three words.

Between heaven and earth, it has been rotating, and the infinite power has turned into a world-destroying wind.

Wherever it passes, the bloody sword energy collapses, the Buddha's light chanting disappears, and thousands of water dragons collapse!

The expressions of the three people didn't even have time to change, and they were already gone with the wind!

The smoke disappeared.

So easy!

A hurricane fell from the sky.

It may not be that terrifying when you look back, but wherever it passes, everything will dance and move wildly.

The wind moves, the clouds dance, and the celestial phenomena change!

Sometimes it’s sunny, sometimes it’s raining, sometimes it’s thunderous, and sometimes it’s ice-cold like a waterfall.

All kinds of celestial phenomena appeared in the sky.

Vaguely, someone seemed to hear the pulsation of the earth, there seemed to be a ceiling falling, and there seemed to be a goddess playing the piano.

died?

This is it, dead! ?

The sky, the earth, the five continents and the four seas, I don’t know how many practitioners saw this scene.

They couldn't help but be stunned, and almost couldn't believe their eyes.

Ever since the Three Immortals came into the world more than 20,000 years ago, they divided the Three Lands and Three Seas, and once forced the Holy Court of Fist to breathe.

Someone as strong as Wang Lingguan had been injured by three casual blows or a blow from the air.

Such powerful three immortals were once the yearning of countless practitioners.

I don’t know how many monks have become their disciples and become enemies of the Holy Court of Fists.

During that period of time, it was almost like a group of demons dancing wildly, covering the sky.

But such three powerful banished immortals were actually within the breath of the old Heavenly Master.

It was such an easy death, such an understatement!

Who can believe it?

Who dares to believe it! ?

Looking at the old Taoist standing above the divine court and under the Tianmen, with his hands behind his back, all the creatures in the world fell into absolute silence.

There is no arrogance that can swallow up thousands of miles, and there is no invincible courage.

Just by spitting out four words like chanting, the three excommunicated immortals who were once regarded as the highest by countless people in the world have disappeared into thin air.

Some great monks could even see the shock and incredible look on the faces of the three people at that moment.

It seems that even they did not expect such consequences.

"No! Impossible!"

"This must be an illusion, an illusion!"

In the wild sands of the Western Desert, rays of Buddha's light soared into the sky. Hundreds of great monks stepped into the air and couldn't stop exploring in the void.

But what frightened them was that the aura of their ancestor had completely disappeared.

It seemed as if it had been completely wiped out from the world by that strong wind!

"Ancestor!!"

Among the East China Sea Islands, sword intents shot up into the sky instantly.

Clouds and water burst out, but like many great monks, these Taoists were also shocked beyond words.

"Disappear, aura, aura is also disappearing..."

On an isolated island by the East China Sea, the old Taoist priest who had just woken up was shocked and muttering to himself, as if he couldn't believe what he was seeing.

It has been ninety thousand years since the end of the era.

During the first 60,000 years of the First Age of Yu, the world was dominated by the Holy Court of Boxers. Wang Lingguan, who understood the secret of immortality, became the most powerful person in the world after the old Heavenly Master failed in the battle against the sky.

In the great sun, he opened up the Divine Court, and its power was so powerful that it suppressed the world for 60,000 years.

The Holy Court of Boxing, under the leadership of Wang Lingguan, once suppressed the immortals, Buddhas, demons, ghosts, evil spirits, and all kinds of spiritual energy in the world to an extremely low level. But even in the Boxing Saint Court's most prosperous era, the spiritual energy between heaven and earth was only suppressed, rather than truly disappearing.

At this time, in his perception, the world was like an indescribably huge millstone, wiping out all the spiritual energy in the world at a speed that seemed slow but actually fast!

This is an even more terrifying event than the annihilation of the Three Immortals!

"Aura..."

He was shaken.

There are also many practitioners in the Western Continent, Nanhai, Eastern Continent and other places who have sensed this.

But no matter how shocked and unwilling they were in their hearts, they were still suppressed deep in their hearts in the next moment.

Because, while the sky was shaking, the light of the sun and the moon suddenly flourished!

A sacred chariot that was as huge as a star, surrounded by thousands of fires, was pulled by nine red flame dragons.

And under the entourage of thousands of gods and countless generals.

Leaving the big day quickly!

"Finally I don't have to endure it anymore."

Wang Lingguan, surrounded by divine light, sighed to himself: "It's a pity that the teacher's movements are still faster than mine..."

The sacred chariot flies across the sky, its light shines brightly, surpassing the sun, moon and all other things.

In just a moment, many monks and Taoists who had soared into the sky had already fallen like rain.

No matter how furious and roaring it was, it still couldn't resist this overwhelming divine light.

"King evil!!!"

In the vast sea of ​​​​the Western Desert, an old monk rose into the air, carrying hundreds of millions of tons of yellow sand like a dragon, rolling towards him: "The ancestor is gone, you still want to kill everyone!?"

"Then we will fight to the death!"

Boom!

Suddenly, the Buddha's voice sounded again, resounding through the sea of ​​clouds.

Countless monks stared at the sky and saw a huge Buddha shadow standing in the sky.

He stretched out a palm that covered the sky and struck Wang Lingguan on the sacred chariot.

Amidst the divine light, Wang Lingguan's expression was indifferent, and there was no change at all.

It was only when the Buddha's palm was pressing down that he spoke:

"The ancestor gave me the name, I am a good king!"

As soon as these words fell, it was like thunder rolling from the sky.

Wang Lingguan pointed his finger across the sky, and it spread in all directions, like a beam that stretched across the heaven and earth.

With just a slight pressure, the Buddha's shadow was shattered between heaven and earth.

The rest of the force continued unabated, and continued to bombard down. His fingertips penetrated the void for thousands of miles, and smashed the old monk with an angry expression in the broken Buddha's shadow.

Falling high into the sky with just one finger!

"Wang E! You!?"

The old monk looked frightened and angry, and even more desperate.

But all the unwillingness and anger, under this finger, were like bubble illusions, easily burst.

The old monk fell like a star and hit the vast sea of ​​yellow sand heavily.

It set off a giant tide of yellow sand as high as the sky and boundless waves.

"Until death?"

Pointing this finger, Wang Lingguan's eyes moved, as if they were boiling flames, or like a surging ocean: "You have just been patient for many years, do you think you can compete with me?"

Almost 90,000 years have passed since the ancestor left, and he is no longer the evil king he was back then.

In today's world, except for his own teacher, even those three people can only compete with him after using those few treasures.

But that's only possible.

If it hadn't been for the teacher's repeated orders, he would have killed these three so-called banished immortals with just a few moves as early as 20,000 years ago.

He shook his head slightly and looked at the monks and Taoists running and screaming among the rolling yellow sand. He lost interest in taking action and just waved his hand casually, then climbed into the sky and left.

He went straight above the sea of ​​clouds and arrived at the highest point of the dome, the divine court transformed by the Patriarch.

Then, a voice came out:

"Kill without mercy!"

"I will obey the orders of the Great Spiritual Officer!"

Thousands of gods responded in unison, carrying the formation of heavenly soldiers behind them, and fell from the sky, setting off a boundless killing atmosphere.

Pour water into the Western Desert and head straight to the Eastern Continent.

Boom!

On the boundless land, killings broke out again, and the raging war spread from the Western Continent and the East China Sea to several other continents.

A bloody and vast purge has begun!

"It's so devastated that there's no time to repair it..."

Seeing the swordsmanship on the ground, Cui Yanliang in front of the Nantian Gate had a ripple in his eyes.

If possible, he really wouldn't want to be so cruel.

Because, this world has experienced too much suffering, but it’s a pity...

In front of the divine court, Wang Lingguan stopped in front of the Nantian Gate and did not set foot on the divine court.

The few people who followed him did not come forward.

The Holy Court of Boxing has been open for tens of thousands of years, but except for Cui Yanliang, no one dares to enter the Holy Court.

Because that is the place where the ancestor ascended.

"teacher……"

Seeing Cui Yanliang, Wang Lingguan bowed slightly.

Cui Yanliang seemed to feel something in his heart and stared up.

At this moment, his eyes seemed to have traveled through endless time and space, and he saw a huge bird with wings spread like the sky, endlessly luxurious.

The bird lowered its eyes, seemingly surprised.

One person and one bird looked at each other.

Looking at each other from a distance seems to have been eternity.

It was not until a long time later that Cui Yanliang withdrew his gaze, slowly closed his eyes, and sighed:

"Is this a saint?"

Phew! !

At the end of the complex message, there was a long cry that seemed to be indelible even in time and space.

Under one last glance.

Su Bai only saw a big bird that spread its wings to cover the sky and seemed to be able to lift the entire world of the Great Yu Immortal Dynasty.

Carrying endless divine light, he rushed towards a dark and unknown land!

(End of this chapter)