Destiny Martial God

Spiritual Mountain!

Taking the same steps, the ten disciples of Qingyun, carrying the crystal coffin on their shoulders, set off towards the top of the platform step by step with extremely sad expressions.

As the only female disciple of Qingyun, Gongsun Yuting walked behind the crystal coffin with tears in her eyes, holding the portrait she personally drew for her master in her hand.

Feng Qingyun in the portrait had a gentle smile on his face and a kind look in his eyes.

Yu Siqi, Qin Lingfei and Jian Wuhen, who were family members of Yu Haoran, followed behind Gongsun Yuting, also with sad tears in their eyes.

Yunxiang, Fang Man and Xiang Muling, who were disciples of Yu Haoran, supported Yu Siqi, Qin Lingfei and Jian Wuhen respectively.

However, they had never had contact with Feng Qingyun, and their expressions were only relatively sad, but there were no sad tears in their eyes.

After Mu Fengying's body was out of control, the tower spirit appeared in front of the world in the form of a soul for the first time.

As the closest person to Yu Haoran and the first person to know and contact Feng Qingyun, the tower spirit sealed the cultivation of the soul body, then fell behind Jian Wuhen, and stepped onto the high platform with a heavy look.

Xu Hanwen, who was angry and angry, successfully killed all the remaining Buddhas and Buddha masters, and then took Lu Yuan, Chiyan Beast, Qingfeng, Tongbi Ape, Xuexu Beast and the King of Hell, and fell behind the tower spirit, and also stepped onto the high platform with self-sealing cultivation.

The fierce beast, with a hesitant look in his eyes, finally bowed his head to the crystal coffin and remained silent for three seconds, then turned around and left Lingshan and the Western Regions.

Looking at Yu Haoran, who had sealed his cultivation, and his fellow apprentices who had also sealed their cultivation, personally carried the coffin.

Looking at Yu Haoran's close friends, who also sealed their cultivation and went on stage to say farewell.

Whether it was the terrifying strongmen in the forbidden area or the many strongmen in the endless void, envy and jealousy were revealed in their eyes.

Envious of the deceased Feng Qingyun, who would have such a grand funeral!

Envious of the living Feng Qingyun, who could receive a disciple as loyal and righteous as Yu Haoran.

Even if it was the self-proclaimed cultivation and physical strength, the physical body that had been nourished by the spiritual energy of heaven and earth and tempered by the Yuanli and Shenli also had the power to step on stones and break monuments.

Therefore, Yu Haoran and his fellow disciples, who had never slowed down their steps on the stage, took a total of nine minutes and nine seconds to successfully reach the top of the platform.

That was the place where the Buddha Ami Wuliang sat at the beginning.

"Put down the coffin!" Yu Haoran shouted loudly.

"Retreat!" Yu Haoran continued to shout loudly.

"Kneel!"

Yu Haoran was the first to kneel in front of the crystal coffin.

Then, Chu Zhongyu and other nine disciples of Qingyun kneeled on the platform.

Then, Gongsun Yuting, Yu Siqi, Qin Lingfei, Jian Wuhen and Yu Haoran's three disciples also kneeled on the platform at the same time.

Ta Ling, Xu Hanwen and others bowed 90 degrees.

"Kneel!"

"Kneel!"

After successfully killing all the fleeing masters of Lingshan Buddhism and Taoism, more than 60,000 elite soldiers and generals from the north road, as well as hundreds of martial kings and martial emperors from Baichimen, all knelt at the foot of Lingshan under the leadership of Lan Rong and Lie Yan.

"Bang, bang, bang...!"

After knocking his head nine times in a row, Yu Haoran turned his head and ordered Wu Zhengjun.

"Offer human heads to sacrifice to the master!"

After hearing Yu Haoran's order, Wu Zhengjun immediately took out nine bloody human heads from the independent space he opened up, and placed them one by one in front of the crystal coffin.

"Master, the Tathagata, the master of Buddhism who killed you, and the eight great guardians of Buddhism who tortured you, have now been killed by the ninth disciple Yu Haoran and the tenth disciple Wu Zhengjun."

Using divine thoughts to wrap the nine bloody heads and send them all to the top of the crystal coffin, Yu Haoran reported the details to the master while using divine thoughts to directly crush the nine bloody heads.

"Master, when you died, I promised that I would definitely kill my way to Lingshan, destroy the Buddhist heritage, kill all the strong men of Buddhism, and kill tens of millions of Buddhist believers to avenge you."

"Now, I have completed three of the promises, and only tens of millions of Buddhist believers are left to accompany you on the road."

Speaking of this, Yu Haoran suddenly stood up, unlocked his self-seal, and immediately triggered the transformation of the ancestor witch.

"Master, after I have slaughtered tens of millions of Buddhist and Taoist believers, I will follow your last words and scatter your bones on Qingfeng Peak."

After turning into an ancient ancestor witch with a height of one million meters, Yu Haoran waved his giant palms that covered the sky and killed the Buddhist and Taoist believers who were kneeling within a hundred, a thousand, and ten thousand miles, while screaming at the top of his lungs.

"Boom, boom, boom...!"

Accompanied by two giant palms that covered the sky and the sun, they continued to blast the ground, and thousands, tens of thousands, and hundreds of thousands of Buddhist and Taoist believers were directly beaten into powder, beaten into meat patties, and finally torn into pieces.

At the same time, the divine thoughts of the supreme ninth rank peak directly wiped out the Buddhist and Taoist believers who were missed by the palms.

Watching more than ten million Buddhist and Taoist believers die one after another under Yu Haoran's ruthless palms and divine thoughts, whether it was the terrifying strong men in the forbidden land, the many strong men in the endless void, and the countless forces and strong men in the Tianxuan Continent, they couldn't help but feel a chill on their backs.

On the day Feng Qingyun fell, although Yu Haoran's promise, shouted at the top of his lungs, spread throughout the Tianxuan Continent and the endless void, many forces and powerful people only thought that he would rush to Lingshan, destroy the Buddhist heritage, and then kill millions of Buddhist masters.

The massacre of tens of millions of Buddhist and Taoist believers was just a means of demonstration, a way to vent inner grief, and in the end, the unarmed tens of millions of Buddhist and Taoist believers would definitely be spared.

But no one expected that the crazy Yu Haoran would be so bloodthirsty, so cold, and so cruel!

...!

In the Zhou family in the Youze Mountains!

When a middle-aged man wearing a nine-clawed golden dragon robe and a dignified look saw Yu Haoran slaughtering tens of millions of Buddhist and Taoist believers crazily, his solemn face seemed to be able to drip water, and his hands behind his back were clenched tightly.

Then, he took a deep breath, tried his best to calm down the fear and anger, panic and strong murderous emotions in his heart, stretched out his slender right hand like a woman, directly cut through the void in front of him, and then stepped into the gap in the void.

Then, the middle-aged man in the dragon robe appeared in the Hengduan Mountains in the southern region.

Without any words, he aroused the strong imperial aura on his body, which soon alarmed the strong men in the half-tribulation immortal realm among the ancient demons in the deep pit of the mountain. Then a golden bridge condensed by divine power extended from the deep pit of the mountain to the feet of the middle-aged man in the dragon robe.

Without the slightest hesitation, the middle-aged man in the dragon robe stepped onto the golden bridge, and was then brought into the deep pit of the mountain by the golden bridge.