The tall body of the Holy Monk of Lingshan was split into two, and the blood was sprinkled like a heavy rain.
"ah……"
The holy monk of Lingshan roared angrily.
Since his debut, he has swept his opponents all the way, even if he slaughters his disciples, he is still unstoppable. No one has ever been able to resist him.
But today, he was defeated by Ziyang Tianzun.
The key is that Ziyang Tianzun broke through to the quasi-emperor realm five hundred years later than him.
For the holy monk of Lingshan, this was not only a big blow, but also an unacceptable shame.
"Only I am invincible."
The Holy Monk of Lingshan was filled with unwillingness and anger, and he wanted to wash away the shame with practical actions.
"boom!"
Suddenly, a monstrous demonic energy appeared above the head of the holy monk of Lingshan.
Those demonic energies were as black as ink and as thick as substance. They roared and rolled like giant black dragons circling in the air.
Every ray of demonic energy contains endless power and destructiveness, as if it can devour all living beings and absorb the soul.
The Holy Monk of Lingshan quickly formed seals with his hands, and then saw the demonic energy begin to slowly penetrate into his body.
The demonic energy was like filaments, wrapping around his meridians and seeping into his bones, swallowing up his pain bit by bit.
As the demonic energy deepened, the injuries of the Holy Monk of Lingshan recovered at an alarming speed, and the body that was originally split in two actually began to close up.
"Still want to heal? Dreaming!"
Ziyang Tianzun snorted coldly, and in an instant, a terrifying aura piercing the sky was emitted from his body, and the sword energy was like a rainbow.
"puff!"
The body of the Holy Monk of Lingshan was just about to recover when it was split into two halves again by a sword.
The holy monk of Lingshan almost went crazy.
How long ago had I been ravaged like this?
That’s not true!
"ah……"
The holy monk of Lingshan looked up to the sky and screamed wildly, his body emitted a black divine light, and the terrifying divine power washed his body, and his injuries were recovering quickly.
Not only that, when the Holy Monk of Lingshan was recovering from his injuries, he also emitted powerful energy fluctuations.
suddenly.
"hold head high……"
A dragon's roar moved the nine heavens.
I saw a ball of demonic energy transforming into a black dragon, hovering above the head of the holy monk in Lingshan Mountain. The dragon was mighty and full of oppression.
Followed by.
The demonic energy also transformed into a white tiger, a red bird, and a black basalt, guarding the holy monk at Lingshan Mountain.
At this time, the Holy Monk of Lingshan looked like a demonic supreme being, extremely terrifying.
Seeing this, Ziyang Tianzun stretched his right palm forward.
"Buzz!"
Several rays of sword energy burst out from his palm, like a divine rainbow passing through the sky, and directly crucified several beasts around the holy monk of Lingshan.
After doing all this, Ziyang Tianzun moved and turned into a bolt of lightning, instantly arriving in front of the holy monk of Lingshan.
Raise your fist and smash.
"Bang bang bang..."
The body of the Holy Monk of Lingshan has not recovered and his injuries have not healed. How can he block the fist of Ziyang Tianzun?
"puff!"
The Holy Monk of Lingshan was hit with injuries all over his body and flew backwards thousands of feet. Then his body exploded with a "bang" in the air, blood and bones flying everywhere, it was too horrible to see.
Outside the Great Emperor's battle formation, everyone gasped when they saw this scene.
At this time, they had only one emotion in their hearts.
Senior Ziyang is so fierce!
Master Changmei said proudly: "Since Pindao learned to tell fortunes, he has never made a mistake. Now you should believe in my ability, right?"
"Second brother, don't be complacent. For a strong quasi-emperor, the physical body can be restored in an instant." As soon as Lin Daniao finished speaking, he saw that in the battle formation, the physical body of the Holy Monk of Lingshan had been restored.
boom!
At the moment when the body of the Holy Monk of Lingshan recovered, he was punched by Ziyang Tianzun and was instantly torn into pieces.
The scene that happened next was jaw-dropping.
I saw the holy monk of Lingshan regaining his physical body again and again, and then being broken into pieces by Ziyang Tianzun again and again.
Mo Tianji couldn't help but count silently in his mind: "Three, four, five...one hundred and eight."
The Holy Monk of Lingshan was shattered a full 108 times!
A thought suddenly appeared in everyone's mind, the fate of a powerful quasi-emperor is really hard!
If it had been anyone else, their soul would have been shattered and their body and soul would have been destroyed. How could they have endured so many times?
But the Holy Monk of Lingshan was on the good side. His body was constantly broken, and then he kept recovering and persevered.
"Old bald donkey, end it!"
After Ziyang Tianzun finished speaking, the aura on his body suddenly became sharp.
He closed his eyes tightly, as if he was mysteriously communicating with some kind of power between heaven and earth. The air around him began to become heavy, as if invisible pressure was gradually gathering.
Suddenly, Ziyang Tianzun opened his eyes, and blazing light burst out from his eyes, like two burning flames.
Immediately afterwards, he raised his palm slightly, and an astonishing sword energy rose into the sky and pierced the sky.
This sword energy was like a giant silver dragon, rolling and leaping in the air, making a deafening dragon roar.
The spiritual energy between heaven and earth seemed to be drawn by this sword energy, and gathered together to form a huge energy storm.
As the sword energy continued to rise, the entire sky was dyed silver-white. Wherever the sword energy passed, the air seemed to be torn apart, making a sharp whistle.
Finally, when the sword energy reached its limit, Ziyang Tianzun let out a loud shout.
"cut!"
This sword seems to have gathered Ziyang Tianzun's lifelong cultivation and will, condensing it into the most powerful force in the world.
The sword energy was like a bright galaxy, suddenly slashing down from the sky and hitting the ground.
This sword was earth-shattering and shocked the whole world.
It is not only a sword move, but also represents Ziyang Tianzun's ultimate understanding of the sword and the peak display of his cultivation.
At the same time, it also represents an invincible belief.
"no……"
A shrill scream sounded.
The body of the Holy Monk of Lingshan was split in half by the sword energy. His blood spurted out, staining the surrounding ground red, and the monstrous evil energy also dissipated without a trace at this moment, as if it was completely destroyed by the sword.
Purify.
"How is it possible? This is impossible..."
Even if he was about to die, the Holy Monk of Lingshan still couldn't believe that he would be defeated by Ziyang Tianzun.
Ziyang Tianzun stands in the void, with his hands behind his back, like a majestic mountain peak.
Although he was dressed in rags and slovenly, and looked like an old beggar, his face carried an indescribable majesty, and his eyes were as deep as stars, shining with a sharp and calm light, as if he could penetrate the world.
All false.
"As a Buddhist cultivator, your mind is not right and you have embarked on an evil path, so you are destined to fail."
Ziyang Tianzun looked at the holy monk of Lingshan and said: "Buddhism likes to talk about the cycle of cause and effect. I believe that the sins you have sown in the past will one day reap bad consequences. Have a good journey and don't give it away!"
"Ziyang, don't be so arrogant. Today's humiliation..." Before the Holy Monk of Lingshan could finish his words, his body exploded.
