Just as the Seven Half-Saints were shouting, suddenly, the purple mist shook violently.
As the purple mist exploded, a vast sound slowly rose from outside the purple mist.
"Amitabha!"
A Buddha's voice suppressed the strong smell of blood in this place and disappeared in an instant.
In the midst of the frightened and angry seven semi-saints, a man dressed in white was seen coming slowly out of the purple mist.
This is a monk. If the Seven Demi-Saints hadn't known that the Buddha's voice came from the mouth of this white-robed man, they would never have believed that this monk without any Buddhist power would have become so brilliant among the Buddhists in the Western Regions.
The presence.
"Fight the Buddha!"
There was a sound of shock and anger coming from the mouth of one of the creatures.
The monk in white looked at this place with his eyebrows slightly lowered.
"All living beings are destined to die. If you kill like this, you should be punished for your crime!"
His clasped hands were slightly explored, and in an instant, a golden rod came out of his ear, suddenly changed into an eight-foot-long stick, spun in the air, and crashed onto the body of one of the semi-saints.
Before the half-saint could even react, he was hit in the body by this stick. His hideous and terrifying body exploded into a bloody mist in an instant.
"The little monk fights to send you all into reincarnation!"
The golden stick slowly returned to the hands of the monk in white, and there was a constant buzzing on the stick.
In an instant, the expressions of the other six ancient semi-saint beings all changed.
Killing one of them instantly, even if that creature is the weakest among their seven creatures, is enough to witness the terror of the white-clothed monk.
The most important thing is that this white-clothed monk has not yet been a semi-saint, but is only in the third realm of Hunyuan.
The third realm of Hunyuan!
The six creatures looked at each other and couldn't help but roared.
There are eagles singing, crocodiles roaring, tigers roaring...
Fighting against the Buddha, in the third realm of Hunyuan, one man overthrew the ancient creatures and created a pure land of Buddha realm.
Amidst the roars and roars of these six half-saint beings, the white-robed monk stood fiercely amidst the roar of the violent wind.
Immediately, the monk in white slowly raised his head, his dark golden eyes instantly silenced the entire world.
In his hand, the Half-Emperor Staff moved slowly.
Behind him, immeasurable Buddha light gathered, and the vast Buddha light transformed into four major Dharma images.
One Dharma form, with an ape face and an eight-foot-long body, wearing a golden heavenly armor, a golden crown on his head and a plume facing the sky, purple gold boots on his feet, a stick in his hand, and a pair of eyes that are as stubborn and unruly as if they were destroying the world.
One Dharma form, a seven-foot ape body, two pupils of different colors, one black and one white. The body is covered with golden Buddha robes, hanging down to cover the feet. The hair on the whole body is long and slender, and the hair overflows from the golden Buddha clothes.
A dharma image still has the face of an ape, but the body is ten feet long, with arms hanging down like shoulders, wearing gold and silver heavenly armor, a big sun on the left shoulder, a bright moon sitting on the right shoulder, and its hands are as big as cattail fans, like catching the sun and grasping the moon.
It can be trusted by thousands of mountains.
The first figure is in a cross-sitting posture, with a naked upper body, pale gold hair, and slightly shorter. Its facial features are exquisite and more like a human face, but a pair of eyes seems to contain a starry sky, and there are six ears.
The four great Dharma images stood horizontally behind the monk in white, and the monk in white looked at the six living creatures with his pair of golden Buddha eyes.
Immediately, his feet stepped out, and a golden rod broke off the many immortal bones and landed on the body of one of the semi-saint creatures.
Flesh and blood spattered, and the semi-saint creature wailed before being slammed down on the altar by the stick.
The altar roared, and even the cracks above it were almost unstable.
The four great ape-faced Dharma forms are more like a formation, falling in all directions. The four great powers of earth, fire, feng shui, and containing the overwhelming sound of Buddha, are sealing this big flesh and blood altar.
The monk in white frowned slightly as he looked at the five ancient creatures that were charging towards him.
When he came, his original intention was just to kill the creatures of this clan and avenge the lives of a city that perished in his hands.
He never thought that there would be such a change. Although he didn't know where this altar led to, it filled him with a kind of fear in his heart.
Although there was no wind or waves in that crack, he felt like there was endless chill coming from it.
He has cultivated Buddhist magical powers, which allow him to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages, and differentiate between life and death. When he stepped into this place, he had already noticed that if something walked out of the crack, he would never be able to get out of this place with his current strength.
"Is this why you wantonly slaughter all living beings in this world?" There was a faint anger burning in the eyes of the monk in white, and he showed no mercy at all with the half-emperor stick in his hand.
boom!
His stick moved and he fought with the five great creatures.
The sky shattered and the earth shattered, the immortal bones were annihilated, and the altar roared. It was just a confrontation of dozens of moves.
The five living beings, including the six severely injured living beings, were actually suppressed by the white-robed monk alone.
Each of its sticks has the power to break through thousands of mountains. Even the power of Taoism and magical powers were blasted away by this stick.
The ancient creatures of the six Heavenly Corpse Clan were all roaring, but there were inevitably wounds on their bodies, their blood and bones cracked, and parts of their bodies were shattered into nothingness.
At this moment, the white-clothed monk's expression changed suddenly. He suddenly raised his head and stepped down without hesitation.
His body suddenly disappeared from the spot and rushed into the sky.
And in the land where he was before, there was a faint flame, which was so white that it merged into the blood desert in an instant.
The blood desert and the immortal bones turned into nothingness in this instant.
A huge pit appeared in the white-clothed monk's eyes, causing his golden pupils to tremble slightly.
He looked at the crack at the top of the altar.
At some point, a figure slowly walked out of the crack.
This is a man with a pale face and no trace of blood.
Behind it, dragon wings spread out, and the whole body is dark red.
The silver-white silk swayed wildly, and every strand of silk was a fairy snake. The ears were dark red, like fox ears, on its head, among the silver-white fairy snakes.
One of his pupils is like a dragon, and the other is like a phoenix.
This creature slowly landed on the top of the altar.
He easily passed over the sealing techniques performed by the four great Dharma signs and regarded them as nothing.
"It's finally out!" The Heavenly Corpse Saint Ancestor murmured softly. He showed a satisfied smile, picked up his severed hand, and connected it to his right arm.
I saw the severed hand go into the right arm, and there were countless Saint Yuan silk threads on the arm, sewing the broken arm together.
He glanced slightly sideways, looking at the spell-casting form that was performing the sealing technique, "What is this?"
"Monkey?"
Immediately, his eyes slowly moved.
boom!
From his eyes, dragons and phoenixes appeared. A golden dragon was ten thousand feet long, flying in the heaven and earth. In an instant, it swallowed up the four major Dharma signs. The white-clothed monk did not even have a chance to react.
And the colorful phoenix opened its mouth and shrouded his body like it blocked the sky and the sun.
"saint!?"
"Ancient Saint!?"
Even the white-robed monk's complexion couldn't help but change suddenly at this moment.
He immediately turned around and left without looking back.
When he stepped out with both feet, the immortal energy burst into endless golden mist, pushing his body away from here.
Its speed is so fast that even ordinary false saints would have trouble reacting unexpectedly.
The Heavenly Corpse Ancestor looked at this scene and couldn't help but smile softly.
He killed the six fearful creatures, the one who had perished.
"Has one been destroyed? Then create another one!"
"Let's use part of this human race as the material. As for the soul, just take it!"
Behind him, the pair of dragon wings shook slightly.
In an instant, his body had disappeared.
In the blood desert, a monk in white clothes passed away, with a drop of cold sweat slowly sliding down his forehead.
"They are definitely not the ancient creatures that became saints in the Western Region. This ancient creature is more than ten times more powerful than those creatures!"
"Is it possible..."
The white-clothed monk's face faded with blood, "Did he come out of the forbidden area?"