Chapter six hundred and eighty second when the cut
The soul of one of them was forced out of his body, and Xiang Que casually swiped his sword across it. Immediately, the other person was completely disintegrated in form and spirit, and had no chance of entering the underworld.
Xiang Que very calmly held the divine whip in his left hand and a broken sword in his right hand. After rushing into the group of lamas, he showed an invincible posture with a sprint. Anyone who was struck by the divine whip would have their souls destroyed.
Once out of the body, with one more strike of the sword, that person was completely wiped out.
Tantric lamas have always believed in the theory of reincarnation. Death is actually not scary to them because in their philosophy, it is okay to die. People can be reborn after reincarnation, just like the living Buddhas in every life.
It can be found by people who are specifically looking for the lineage of living Buddhas, but only if the soul can enter the underworld.
But in Xiang Que's hands, this opportunity was gone.
Xiang Que charged into the crowd, which immediately frightened the lama. Anyone who died at his hands was left in disbelief. This was a real place of death without burial.
"Shua!" The lama was shocked. He immediately separated a road and faced Xiang Que without attacking, not daring to stop him.
Xiang Que rushed to the side of the white-clothed Bodhisattva with big strides. Being so close, he noticed that there was a faint scent of sandalwood on the other person's body, which penetrated his heart and made him feel relaxed and happy.
Jinlun Dharma King's face changed drastically, and he waved his hand to stop the people around him. He rolled his eyes and looked at Xiang Que in shock, and then asked: "Who are you? You dare to interfere in our tantric affairs?"
Xiang Que was holding the magic whip and the broken sword, with a nonchalant look on his face: "When you see an injustice on the road, draw your sword to help, and roar, I am Lei Feng's younger brother, Detonator."
"My surname is Lei? Okay, okay" Jinlun Dharma King said with a livid face and nodded: "You people from the Feng Shui Yin and Yang Realm in the mainland are not allowed to meddle in the tantric affairs of our Tibetan areas at will. Don't you know this? If you violate the regulations, you are not afraid of Tibetan areas.
Isn’t it possible that Tantric Buddhism can’t be defeated by you?”
Xiang Que was stunned. He really didn't know this rule very well. Seeing that the other party said it very seriously, he thought that there was indeed such a restriction, but it had nothing to do with him.
"I do everything based on personal preferences. To put it bluntly, gods and Buddhas have no control over me. What do you think you do? Talk to me about the rules." Xiang Que glanced sideways at the person next to him. The female Bodhisattva was like a stone statue.
Chu was silent and expressionless, not even showing the most basic gratitude.
"This woman is too naughty." Xiang Que felt helpless. He didn't even get a single thank you for doing such a good thing.
Two other masters from the White Sect and the Hua Sect gathered around King Jinlun. They stared at Xiang Que with uncertain expressions. One of them said sinisterly: "Are you planning to become an enemy of our Tantric Sect..."
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"Haha, at least there is a female Bodhisattva from the Yellow Sect behind me. Why are you holding such a big flag? Can the three of you represent the entire Tantric Sect? Pulling the tiger skin to pull the flag, haha." Xiang Que said with an indifferent attitude.
He said calmly: "Besides, what if we are enemies? Do you think I dare not kill you? If I slaughter you lamas alive, what can you do to me?"
The people in Gujingguan have always been domineering. In the past, Xiang Que was weak in strength. He could boast a little but his confidence was not very strong. But since he stepped into Tongyin, even Beimang Tianshi, who has been in Tongyin for decades, dared to call him out.
After some competition, he was really not afraid of Tantric people.
"If you dare to offend Tantric Buddhism, we can prevent you from leaving Tibetan areas. If you violate the regulations first, there will be nothing wrong with the Feng Shui Yin and Yang world in the mainland," the Flower Sect Lama said angrily.
"Uh-huh" Xiang Que raised his broken sword, the sword's light shining three feet through: "Look at you, you have to force me, a common man, to tell you a story about bullying, then I will teach you a lesson and let you know what
Yell, don’t show off, you’ll easily get struck by lightning if you show off.”
Not far away, Cao Shanjun said in confusion: "It's been a while, brother Que, since when did he become so domineering? So powerful."
Wang Xuanzhen gritted his teeth and said: "It might be better if he drinks some wine. Before drinking, he is Chinese. After drinking, China belongs to him. He is so overbearing."
"Surround him... and kill him," Jin Lun Dharma King roared and waved his hand.
"Whoosh!" The golden wheel is like a full moon, spinning and coming quickly.
Xiang Que directly drove the broken sword in his hand and headed towards him. There was a crisp "cang" sound, the tip of the sword touched the golden wheel, and suddenly a dazzling light shot out. The golden wheel was immediately pressed by the broken sword and slowly retreated.
"How can you blaspheme the power of the God of Death Bai Qi? I shall be beheaded." Xiang Que gritted his teeth and bit the tip of his tongue. After holding the essence and blood in his mouth, he suddenly spurted it out. A blood arrow fell straight onto the broken sword. In an instant, the rusty
The stained iron sword suddenly emitted a breathtaking evil aura.
"Buzz" the iron sword trembled wildly, and the evil spirit spread out thousands of miles.
"Pfft" Xiang Que respectfully knelt down on the ground, kowtowed three times and bowed nine times, propped his hands on the ground and prostrated himself, and said respectfully: "Xiang Que, the descendant of Gujing Temple, pays homage to the killing god Bai Qi in the name of blood, and wields a sword.
Return..."
This is the second time Xiang Que summons Bai Qi's heroic soul using the secret method of Gujing Guan. The first time was when he just came out of the mountain and called Bai Qi in the state of concentration. Now he has access to the yin.
"Boom, boom, boom" thunder is rolling in the sky, dark clouds are rolling in covering the sky and the sun, and the wind and sand are gradually rising underground, making it desolate.
The lamas of the three Tantric sects were suddenly shocked. Jinlun Dharma King said in astonishment: "The changes in heaven and earth stir up the energy of heaven and earth."
Xiang Que knelt and straightened up, opened his mouth and called out leisurely: "I respectfully invite Bai Qi, the god of killing... the soul of the generation comes back... the god of killing Bai Qi... the soul returns"
"Crack" a bolt of lightning suddenly fell from the dark clouds, breaking the sword, and then bursts of boundless evil energy spread in this area.
"Whoa!" When the sword light on the broken sword was in full bloom, a figure wearing Qin-style armor suddenly appeared. The figure's long hair was tied up with a rope and hung on the back.
He is extremely bohemian, holding a three-foot long sword with the tip pointed and extremely domineering, and riding a dark war horse between his legs is shocking.
"崴儿崴儿" The war horse raised its two front hooves and raised its head and roared. The figure on the horse stood still. "咴儿崴儿" The figure raised the long sword in his hand and pointed forward. A momentum of annihilating all living things suddenly rose.
"I accompanied the Emperor of Qin in the war against the six kingdoms to help him unify the world. The long sword in my hand was stained with countless blood. I killed thousands of enemies to protect the mountains and rivers of Qin. I defended our great Qin and protected our country. I am Bai Qi, the god of killing. I will guard the land and open the country all my life.
Wipe down the barbarians in the frontier, and establish the foundation of our Great Qin for eternity. If this king is here, the Great Qin will not fall. If this King dies, he will turn into a ray of heroic soul to protect our Great Qin forever... This oath, established in the name of the God of Killing, will last through the ages.
constant"
"Err, err," the war horse roared and hit the ground with both hooves.
Immediately, Bai Qiying came with his sword in hand!
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