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

That is the incarnation of an immortal!
Among all the legends handed down from ancient times, there are terrifying existences that are absolutely unstoppable.

It’s not that no one thought that this Buddha, who is said to be the strongest in the world from ancient times to the present, can defeat the incarnation of the Great Xiaoyao Demon.

But no one could have imagined that it would happen so quickly...

"Okay, you're fine!"

The shaking and cracking demon world seems to be no longer able to restrain the huge sea of ​​blood.

Scarlet and terrifying blood flowed into nothingness.

"Miejie, you are fine..."

The Great Xiaoyao Demon stood in the boiling sea of ​​blood, with a chill that froze the world on his indifferent face:

"Everyone underestimated you..."

True destruction is far more difficult than anyone imagines.

The Nine Immortals Realm is like a completely closed ring.

The transformation of all things within, the change and destruction of heaven and earth, are just transformations of different forms.

Destruction in the ordinary sense has no meaning at all to the Nine Immortals Realm, to the entire world, and to the Nine Immortals.

However, at this time, he felt the demise of the Demon Realm, its irreversible demise!

And the source of everything lies in the seemingly immature sapling in the hands of the old Buddha.

"Did you hear it?"

The old Buddha of Mieji stood in nothingness, with a red sword mark on his chest.

This sword mark left an indelible scar on his indestructible golden body.

So much so that he couldn't stop bleeding.

But he didn't realize it. He just opened his hands wide, as if he were embracing the whole world. His expression also changed significantly for the first time.
"The sky is laughing!"

In all realms, heaven and earth, and even in the void, the sound of wailing began to reverberate.

In everyone's perception, this seemed to be a kind of mourning.

However, Mie Ji Lao Buddha seemed to hear laughter from it.

"It's really amazing to have you in this era..."

The Great Xiaoyao Demon looked deeply at the calm yet crazy monk. His body was somewhat unstable, gradually disintegrating and disappearing.

"It's up to you, how you can use your cultivation in one lifetime to shake the general trend that we have set for hundreds of millions of epochs!"

call! !

The next moment, as the words echoed, this person has been blocked in the Demon Realm since his birth, and has never even been the incarnation of the Lord of the Demon Realm in the true sense.

It has disappeared without a trace.

Only his words, blessed by the boiling and agitated sea of ​​blood, resounded throughout the world.

Even on the long river of time and space that cannot be explored.

"The soul is back!"

"The soul is back!"

……

The next moment, the demonic sound rumbled and vibrated, echoing endlessly.

As the long river of time and space resurfaces, it spreads uncontrollably.

"What does he want to do?"

After glancing at the majestic divine court that was still exuding mysterious energy, Yang Feng's heart sank inexplicably.

Then, he looked at the endless river of time and space.

That long river covering the endless ages of ancient and modern times, I don’t know how huge it is.

Looking at it from this angle, I can't see any trace of my teacher.

All you can see is that as the sound waves reverberate, ripples appear on the long river.

Wisps of light and fragments rise and fall.

In the end, it turned into a series of terrifying figures.

Then these figures stepped out of the long river one after another!

They are either dressed in simple clothes, or have haggard faces, or they are holding magic weapons and sharp blades, or they are walking on spiritual treasures and strange beasts...

These people have different auras, but they all reveal an incomparable domineering will. "Eight formations of gods and ghosts?"

"Could it be that the person holding the feather fan is the last Celestial Master in the former Celestial Master's Mansion, Zhuge Celestial Master?"

"Ah! Then, is that peacock the legendary number one demon in all ages!?"

"It has a human body and an ox head, like a star in the sky. Could this giant be the same giant that overturned Mount Sumeru back then!?"

"Could the treasure in that figure's hand be the legendary immortal golden sword!?"

"This...these existences are all the legendary existences of Fatian! How could they listen to the summons of the Demon Lord!?"

Seeing a legendary existence break through the time barrier between ancient and modern times, it is about to reappear in the world.

All realms, heaven and earth, were all silent.

Then, there was a complete uproar because someone recognized some of the many figures.

All of them are unbelievable!

"Taizu Dayun, Peacock, Bull Demon, Zhuge..."

"Are you going to use the most powerful beings in all time and space to stop me?"

Looking at the figures stepping out from the depths of the long river, the eyes of the old Buddha Miji moved slightly, as if memories came to his mind.

Some of these people he knew, some he didn't.

But just from their aura, he could tell that these beings were all extremely powerful.

"It's a pity that these people can't defeat me..."

……

call!
The desolate, ancient cold wind slowly fell from the endless river.

It also drifted in from many times and spaces and filled the heaven and earth.

The human realm, and even all realms, heaven and earth, were in silence.

The years are long and ancient. In the endless years, too many strong people were born between heaven and earth.

They may have established a sect, they may have lived alone, they may have laughed proudly, or they may have looked down upon them.

However, time has buried everything, and many people in the world today no longer remember their existence.

But time, or rather the world itself, still remembers them, imprints their peerless grace, and records their lives.

Looking at the powerful figures coming across the river.

Even in the majestic divine court, under the purple sun, the third prince and others could not help but change their expressions!

"They, they are still alive!?"

One god let out a trembling groan, his mind swaying.

Even though they have never experienced the past of rebirth and concealed their emotions, they still have the memory of being gods in their previous lives.

How can we forget these existences that once overshadowed us all our lives?

In fact, in their previous lives, many gods fell into the hands of those beings.

"No, it's not them..."

"These figures are just their imprints left in the world!"

The Third Prince looked moved, looking back at the old Buddha holding the Seven Treasures Tree in the deep void, and breathed out a deep breath:
"Can this Buddha push the Nine Immortals to this point?"

The third prince's heart was shaking.

In his previous life, he was the God of the East, and his status was only lower than that of the Five Emperors. He knew many secrets, and even knew the power of the Nine Immortals.

The Nine Immortals can open the heavens with one thought and destroy the world with one thought. All living beings under them are no more than ants.

Even in the Celestial Realm, they are nothing more than giant ants in their eyes.

Have you ever had to rely on the ants in their eyes to block other people's affairs?
This can only mean that they have no time to worry about anything else!

Boom! !
On the long river of time and space, one after another figures came through the years, separated by the boundless time and space, and locked onto the Nirvana Buddha standing in the void with his hands behind his back.

An indescribable solemn momentum has spread between heaven and earth.

The Nirvana Buddha stood with his hands behind his back. He was neither happy nor sad, but shook his head slightly and said.

"It was brilliant in life, but there is no peace in death."

"How sad..."

(End of this chapter)