The founder of all religions

Listening to the Buddha's voice in front of the Demon-Conquering Hall, all evils are extinguished and the monk has no intention.

In the blood-filled sky, there were dots of golden light, and the faint sound of reciting scriptures suddenly stopped.

Under the horrified gazes of Concubine Shi Ming and Zheng Ji, Wu Xiang's heart suddenly burst into pieces, and the blood mist drifted like red flowers, scattered in front of the Demon Subduing Hall.

The most amazing disciple of Tianchan Mountain fell in front of Li Mo like this. On the way to be chased by the geniuses, on the way to comprehend the Buddha's Dharma... He had never reached the top, nor could he see the Buddha's light...

With that amazing talent and aura, and with unfulfilled ambition and unwillingness, he died in the hands of Li Mo.

The difficulty of life is like the endless river. Although one has the ambition to go east to the sea, the process is slow and the journey is difficult. However, the river water always reaches the sea, but the ambition of life is often difficult to realize, which makes people regret for life.

"Rivers always flow into the sea, and the hatred of the genius is reflected in the sky!"

Concubine Shi Ming murmured and looked at Li Mo with a little more awe.

Who would have thought that the strongest descendant of Tianchan Mountain would fall here before the newcomers' fighting began.

You know, Wu Xiang is one of the most promising seeds to become the leader. His aura is second only to Jiang Chen of Martial Arts Mountain.

But now, he left the stage early and was no longer qualified to compete with other geniuses. The price he paid was his life and future.

"It's incredible... the descendants of the Black Sword... are they really going to go through reincarnations like they did three hundred years ago, suppressing the genius!?" Concubine Shi Ming's eyes trembled, and the turmoil in her heart was unstoppable.

Three hundred years ago, the same disciple from Luofu Mountain was like this. He entered the capital alone and struck Xuantian with a sword, forcing all the five mountain gates to bow their heads.

Three hundred years have passed. Another disciple appeared in Luofu Mountain. He was equally unbelievable and so strong that even Wu Xiang, who had mastered [Zen Buddha Light], was killed by him.

In comparison, he seemed more terrifying and mysterious than the man three hundred years ago.

"The Zen Buddha's light is blocked? How on earth did he do it?"

Zheng Ji's eyes were spinning and he couldn't believe it.

The golden bodies of the past generations have achieved this method, and the Buddha's light shines all over to cast the profound roots... Since the founding of Tianchan Mountain, who among those who have cultivated [Zen Buddha's Light] has not amazed an era and finally reached the top?

But Wu Xiang became the only exception. He fell halfway and fell into the sand. Such a monster died in the hands of Li Mo.

"I actually fought with him? I grew up too fast..."

Zheng Ji couldn't help but swallow, and his heartbeat couldn't help but accelerate.

Thinking that he had been an enemy of Li Mo in Longyuan Mansion, and even pulled out his vegetables, Zheng Ji couldn't help but feel scared.

Buzz…

The blood mist filled the sky, and Li Mo turned around and walked towards the central main hall without even looking at Wu Xiang.

From the beginning to the end, he only had Feng Wannian's life and death in his eyes.

"Li Mo...you are worthy of being the successor of Black Sword..."

At this moment, a cold voice suddenly came from behind.

His deep words made everyone suddenly change their expressions.

Li Mo turned around and frowned as he looked at the figure standing up slowly.

"He...isn't he dead?"

Concubine Shi Ming's eyes widened and she couldn't believe it.

Bathed in blood, Wuxiang actually stood up, his chest was empty, and the heart that represented human identity was no longer there.

At first glance, the hollow looks like an abyss, strange and disturbing.

"Monk!?"

Li Mo looked at Wuxiang's empty chest and couldn't help but say coldly.

"All dharmas cease to exist and enter the Buddha's kingdom...Between life and death, you call them monsters, but I see them as Buddhas."

The Wuxiang double ten is suitable, and the Buddha's name is proclaimed with his mouth.

Suddenly, the flesh and blood on the chest squirmed slightly, and traces of blood-colored veins stretched out like worms, intertwined with each other, not breaking but becoming derivatives, and finally turned into a beating heart, linking various major veins and blood vessels.

Dong dong dong...

The heavy and powerful heartbeat echoed in everyone's ears like a drum, which was unbelievable.

"This... this is... endogenous reconstruction!?"

Seeing Wu Xiang's changes, Concubine Shi Ming's Qingmei face trembled suddenly, and she couldn't help shouting.

Wuxiang's eyes narrowed slightly as he glanced at her, filled with deep murderous intent.

"Ling... that... plan left by the first generation master of Ling Sect!?" Zheng Ji's expression also changed.

As a disciple of the Xuantian Pavilion, he has naturally heard of the forbidden method of [Endogenous Reconstruction].

Legend has it that Han Qi, the first generation leader of the Ling Sect, once proposed a crazy idea. He claimed that the reason why humans continue to age and eventually die is because the tissues and organs of the human body are constantly declining, just like objects. It will be defeated.

However, if these old parts are replaced with new ones, the law of life and death can be extended or even broken.

This is the [Endogenous Reconstruction] system proposed by Han Qi.

This method is to restructure a life system inside the human body. When old organs are injured or even lost, a new life system will be born and operate automatically.

Back then, this plan had already been successful with ordinary humans.

However, monks are different from ordinary humans. The life form of the inner breath realm has begun to change. It is even more different for those who are strong in the spiritual breath realm, especially those who live in the seedling realm, where the five internal organs return to their original state and live in nirvana.

Therefore, this project was eventually sealed by Xuantian Pavilion after sacrificing a large number of experimental subjects.

Of course, another reason why this method was banned was that Han Qi's original idea was to draw nutrients from ordinary people as a supply for the endogenous reconstruction system.

In this way, this endogenous system does not need to be replaced and can even be repaired automatically.

To this end, he secretly conducted a lot of experiments and even secretly built a huge breeding farm underground in the capital.

"He succeeded...but why..."

Concubine Shi Ming's face became extremely ugly, and it was even more terrifying than she had imagined.

This most amazing Buddhist monk in Tianchan Mountain has actually undergone the transformation of [Endogenous Reconstruction].

You know, this is the unfinished masterpiece of the first generation master of Ling Sect.

"I heard... that after the first generation leader of the Ling Sect rebelled, he fled overseas..." Zheng Ji was surprised and said in a deep voice.

"He joined Guixu and became one of the founders of Guixu."

At this point, both Concubine Shi Ming and Zheng Ji looked at Wu Xiang in the wrong way.

They had a vague feeling that the identity of this descendant of Tianchan Mountain was not as simple as it seemed.

"Li Mo, for being able to push me to this point...you are very good."

Wu Xiang licked the corner of his mouth, his eyes became evil and arrogant. Every time the new heart beat, the dark golden blood circulated in his body for a whole day.

The terrifying aura continued to rise, and even the spiritual aura that had just collapsed was like a turbulent wave, shocking and moving.

"It's really [Endogenous Reconstruction]. Once started, it will be like a complete transformation..." Shi Mingfei gritted her teeth.

It is said that the power of this gate control method is different in different hosts. Some people can even cultivate and grow organs that do not exist in the first place, thus gaining unimaginable power.

The first generation leader of the Ling Sect...that madman even made an oath on himself.

Some people say that he has thousands of eyes on his body, and others say that there is another life in his body.

"This is not the law of Tianchan Mountain..."

Li Mo looked at the gradually changing Wu Xiang and couldn't help but shouted in a deep voice.

"Li Mo, even though you are known as the successor of the Black Sword, you have only seen a corner of this mortal world..."

Speaking of this, Wu Xiang paused slightly, with a hint of madness in his cold eyes.

"What does the Dharma of Tianchan Mountain mean?"

"Huh!?" Li Mo frowned.

With his heart regenerated, Wuxiang seemed to be a different person, arrogant and arrogant, showing aloof disdain and indifference, not even paying attention to the Dharma he once devoted himself to.

"Sure enough, once the internal life system is changed, his temperament may change drastically..." Zheng Ji stood in the distance, his body shaking uncontrollably.

This is the result of extensive experiments.

At that time, this access control method was successful on ordinary people, but after some people's organs regenerated, their temperament changed drastically, and they even became another person, with memories and emotions in their minds that did not exist before.

Some of them, who were originally gentle and gentle, became violent and violent, and even directly became murderous demons, committing countless murders.

At this moment, there is no form, the light of the Buddha is gone, and the devil is born from the heart, which is even more frightening than before.

Buzz…

At this moment, Li Mo's clothes were hunting, the gray spiritual aura slowly rising up, wrapping around him, and the fighting spirit in his eyes was reborn.

Facing this scene, Wu Xiang raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a teasing smile.

"Li Mo, it seems you still don't quite understand."

Wu Xiang shook his head and whispered, the rosary beads in his hand flowed slowly, making a tinkling sound.

"From the moment you saw my trump card, you never had any chance... In the end, it was just a matter of death."

Rumble…

Suddenly, Wu Xiang took a step forward, and the rosary beads in his hand suddenly flew up, and dark golden spiritual energy surged like floating clouds, holding it up.

"Nightmare Pearl!"

Wuxiang recited the Dharma formula, followed it with his hands, and a roar resounded through the Demon Subduing Hall, like an ancient bell, that lingered in the ears.

In an instant, the entire Demon-Conquering Hall shook, especially the central main hall, which was trembling and the window frames were floating, as if they were about to break open.

Li Mo's complexion changed slightly and his figure suddenly stood up.

At this moment, he no longer held back, and the powerful spiritual breath came roaring like a flood breaking through a bank.

In an instant, gray spiritual aura pressed like a dark cloud, shrouding the sky above the Demon-Conquering Hall.

"Oh my god...his spiritual breath...squirted out!?"

Zheng Ji's eyes almost fell out of his head. Li Mo's power was too great. Even some of the strong people he had seen [living in the Miao Realm] were not in a hurry compared to it.

Such terrifying power was devastating and directly hit the floating rosary.

"You are stubborn and have fallen into the devil's path!"

Wu Xiang proclaims compassion, shakes his head and whispers.

The next moment, one hundred spirits and eight [Nightmare Spirit Beads] suddenly spread out, like stars, emitting a terrifying luster.

Li Mo's expression changed slightly, and his gray spirit breath was like falling into the river and sea. It was silent and unable to break through the shackles of the eight rosary beads of one hundred spirits.

"What kind of treasure is this!?"

Concubine Shi Ming suddenly raised her head. In the sky above the Demon-Conquering Palace, a black cloud pressed down, and the scattered rosary beads were like starlight.

Under the blessing of such a treasure, Wuxiang's spiritual energy continued to amplify. Every time he passed a rosary, his power doubled.

"One hundred and eight times!?"

Concubine Shi Ming simply couldn't believe that the body of an ordinary monk could not withstand such power, not to mention that there was no magic weapon that could amplify one's own power one hundred and eight times.

If it goes beyond common sense, it is a monster and should not exist in the world.

"That's spiritual breath..."

Li Mo raised his head and looked at the black clouds pressing overhead, his condensed eyes filled with surprise.

He has never seen a person's spiritual energy amplified to such an extent, like a cloud, overwhelming everything.

With this kind of power, any Xuan Gong technique will be eclipsed.

"Destroy all laws with one force!"

"What a wonderful power..."

Wu Xiang clasped his hands together and controlled the [Nightmare Spirit Bead]. His eyes were full of intoxication, but his face was as pious as a pilgrim Buddha.

"The first generation leader of Ling Sect...he is a genius beyond his time..."

At this moment, Wu Xiang's posture was condescending, and his eyes looking at Li Mo were full of compassion, as if he was looking at a ghost who was about to fall into the abyss of purgatory.

The Nightmare Spirit Pearl is a treasure created from [Forbidden Iron].

This strange object from the [Shenzong Forbidden Land] can restrain the power of monks and demons, but it is inherently unable to forge weapons. If it takes the shape of weapons, it will definitely cause taboos and disasters.

Back then, the first generation leader of the Ling Sect did the opposite. Since he couldn't use it to create a weapon that could restrain the power of monks and demons, he started researching backwards, finally allowing him to extract a substance that could amplify the power of monks and demons.

After so many years, based on the research left by Han Qi, Guixu finally figured out a method for forging treasures similar to the [Nightmare Pearl].

It can amplify the master's power crazily and break through its original limits.

"Forbidden iron will not make an army, and going against the grain will lead to madness..."

The first generation disciple of Ling Sect was a genius who transcended his time. The legacy he left behind was enough to subvert the world.

"Li Mo, you can die without regrets."

Wu Xiang shouted softly, and the black cloud formed by the terrifying spiritual breath rolled over, like a mighty catastrophe, covering Li Mo.

"It's over..."

Concubine Shi Ming's heart skipped a beat. She knew that after Li Mo died, it would be their turn.

Everything that happens in the Demon-Suppressing Hall will not be revealed.

Buzz…

At this moment, a soft chant resounded, like a dragon's roar, like the roar of a sword, and like the vibrating blade of a sword.

The next moment, a strange weapon appeared in Li Mo's hand. It looked like a knife but not a sword, like a sword but not a sword. The spiritual breath melted into Xuan Feng, and a single blade shocked millions of soldiers.

Cutting edge!

"Then...what is that?" Concubine Shi Ming's eyes widened.

A strange sharp edge shot up into the sky and suddenly disappeared in the rolling black clouds. It was as vast as an abyss or as traceless as the sea. It didn't know where it came from or where it was going.

Rumble...

Almost at the same moment, the terrifying edge suddenly reappeared, and it appeared directly in front of Wu Xiang.

Black clouds cover the nine heavens, and I use this blade to cut through the heavens.

At this moment, Li Mo finally used [Cut Blade].

This weapon has been tempered for thousands of times, and I don't know how many opportunities have been swallowed up. The demon sword is made in heaven, and the mysterious skills are secretly taught. It has the intention of cutting off the sky. Even if the world is in a desperate situation, it can still cut off the glimmer of life.

"You can regenerate from within..."

"I will kill you to pieces and you will never be reincarnated."

Li Mo shouted loudly, and countless sharp edges seemed to appear in the air, engulfing Wu Xiang in an instant.

One knife.

Another knife.

Another knife.

…

This was a real death by a thousand cuts. In the horrified eyes of Concubine Shi Ming and Zheng Ji, Wu Xiang's head was missing, his limbs were torn apart, and he was chopped into steamed bun fillings in an instant.

Continuing...