You Became A Killing God At The Beginning, Why Did Your Majesty Rebel?

The situation on the battlefield is changing rapidly.

Except for an absolute crushing victory, no one knows who will have the last laugh in the end.

But now, when Huo Qubing descended from the sky with tens of thousands of troops, this battle was doomed, and there was no point in fighting any further.

If the battle continues, the North will certainly allow more soldiers from Youzhou to stay on this land.

But what’s the use?

Especially the Blood Demon Army, which is the absolute trump card that Yang Xiao has been planning for decades. If they are all killed, it will be fatal to the North.

Fighting is meaningless.

Yang Qingyun’s pupils were like two volcanoes, surging non-stop, with clusters of anger bursting out of his eye sockets crazily, extremely terrifying.

“Sound the horn to call back the troops!”

Yang Qingyun gritted his teeth. Even if he was unwilling, he could only make this decision.

Dangdangdang.

The sound of the horn to call back the troops sounded, and the northern army that was fighting quickly retreated to the rear in an orderly manner. One by one, the powerful men rushed to the rear to buy time for their own army.

“Want to leave?”

“You wish!”

When Huo Qubing saw this scene, many violent expressions suddenly appeared in his eyes. The mighty army retreated, and in his eyes, it was a lamb to be slaughtered!

Immediately, Huo Qubing took the lead and chased directly, and the Snow Dragon Riders behind him stared at the Blood Demon Army.

They all knew that this strange army must not be allowed to leave easily!

So, a chase began.

At the same time, in the valley a hundred miles away, the battle between Ning Fan and Monk Wuxin and others had come to an end, and the battle was almost over.

The so-called Eight Vajra were killed to pieces by Ning Fan alone, and the sky was stained with blood.

When Ning Fan killed the first monk, Monk Wuxin couldn’t help it and took action directly, trying to suppress Ning Fan with the advantage of numbers.

But the result… was very embarrassing. Not only did he fail to stop Ning Fan, but he was killed by Ning Fan. All kinds of magical powers were used, and eight monks of the Ninth Saint were killed one after another!

Even Monk Wuxin was beaten with blood at this moment, and his face was pale.

He looked at Ning Fan with fear.

“You only have two great ways, even with a celestial body, you can only be comparable to a strong man with three great ways. How can you be so strong? Why!!!”

Monk Wuxin glared at Ning Fan.

He didn’t understand!

With his cultivation, let alone the three great ways, even if there was a four or five great ways, he was confident that he could fight against him and not lose!

But when he fell into Ning Fan’s hands, he felt powerless and had no power to fight back.

Even if Ning Fan’s nine-character secret disappeared and could not be maintained, Ning Fan in front of him was still like a huge mountain that could not be climbed.

The flesh is invincible, the spiritual power is like the sea, and the mind is like the sun!

Monk Wuxin felt that Ning Fan in front of him was an invincible existence with everything perfected, which made him feel deeply powerless.

Bang! ! !

Ning Fan punched out and knocked Monk Wuxin away.

Monk Wuxin, who was already seriously injured, vomited blood crazily. He roared in exasperation, but it was useless and only increased his rage.

“I’m confused. What kind of ninth-level saint were you in your last life? You awakened your previous life in this life, but you are so vulnerable.”

Ning Fan frowned and shook his head.

He was very dissatisfied. He thought there would be a great battle today, but who knew that he didn’t even use 80% of his strength, and Monk Wuxin couldn’t stand it.

Is this the top-level supreme saint?

Is he comparable to Master, Master Kufan?

Bullshit!

Monk Wuxin slightly bent his body and gasped for breath. His eyes were full of blood.

“Ning Fan, you are going too far!”

Monk Wuxin roared.

“Even if you die on the spot today, I will take your life!”

Huh.

While speaking, Monk Wuxin opened his mouth and slapped his forehead with his palm. A ball of light like a blazing flame flew out of his mouth in an instant.

The ball of light soared into the air and burst into glory.

Boom boom boom.

The void trembled continuously, and the space around the light ball was covered with dense cracks. Then the light ball expanded and occupied half of the sky.

Ning Fan looked up and frowned at the dazzling light.

He sensed a strong sense of crisis from the light that covered the sky.

“Amitabha!

Buddha. ”

Boom!!!

A Buddhist voice suddenly sounded in the light ball, followed by a barefoot monk wearing a yellow cassock stepping out of the light ball.

He put his hands together, his eyes full of compassion, and his body was bursting with dazzling colorful divine light. Under his bare feet, he was actually stepping on a Buddha lotus!

At this moment, Ning Fan was a little stunned. He had an illusion that he saw an ancient Buddha who came from the long river of time, filled with vast divine power!

However, the monk who walked out of the light ball gave people a feeling that was so similar to Wuxin monk.

If you look closely, you can find that the two look exactly the same.

The only difference is that Wuxin monk is too young, only in his teens, and his face is full of immaturity, while the monk above has experienced vicissitudes of life.

“Your previous life! ”

Ning Fan suddenly realized it!

The monk Wuxin below nodded with a grim smile: “What a great Ning Fan, you can see through my past life. I have to say that your vision is really extraordinary.”

“But, what if you can see it!”

“Past and present lives are combined into one.”

“I am the Buddha, and the Buddha is me!”

“Buddha, subdue the demons! ”

Boom!!!

The monk Wuxin shouted angrily. The next second, he took a step forward, stretched out his palm, and slapped Ning Fan fiercely.

When the monk Wuxin made his move, the previous life in the void also slapped out with a palm.

Huahuahua.

In the palm of this previous life, endless Buddha light and divine clouds flew out, like a thread, piercing through the void, and still killing Ning Fan.

The previous life and the present life both made a palm, the two seemed completely different, but they merged into a unique power, and at this moment, an unprecedented terrifying force broke out.

“Heavenly Sword!”

Facing such a terrifying attack, Ning Fan’s eyes did not have the slightest fear.

Clusters of light suddenly appeared on his body, and his figure soared into the air. Wisps of shocking sword energy also surged out of his body at this time.

Chichichi.

When the sword energy sprayed out, it tore the surrounding void into pieces.

“Cut!!!” ”

Ning Fan’s eyes were red, and his body turned into a giant sword that could hold up the sky. He faced the two Dharma bodies of Wuxin Monk and chopped them down fiercely.

Swish!

The sky sword chopped down, and the void was torn apart like a piece of cloth. Rolling gray matter emerged from it, spewing destruction and turmoil.

Boom!!!

The next second, the two collided!

The sword energy shocked the sky, and the Buddha’s light filled the world!