The corner of Zixiao's mouth curled up: "Why don't I dare? If I can't kill you, then I can't kill those mud-legged people?"
Wu Qiudao's eyes were cold: "Do you think you are the only one who can break through the lower limit? Don't you have any relatives, friends or disciples?"
The muscles on Master Zixiao's face twitched, and his expression became more vicious: "My Zong Sheng Guan is far away in Chang'an, protected by the Emperor's Dragon Qi. You are so angry that you can't do anything to me, Lou Guan Dao?"
Wu Qiudao raised his head and said, "Kill if you want. Three batches of the students I teach have died. The fourth batch will die if they die. I can still teach the fifth and sixth batches."
"However, I wonder if Master Zixiao has ever heard of an old saying? The emperor's wrath will cause millions of corpses to float and bleed for thousands of miles. The commoner's wrath will bleed for five steps, and the world will be pure!"
Master Zixiao laughed as if he had heard some ridiculous joke: "The way of heaven is clear, the way of humanity is eternal, the true dragon emperor, but you can kill him if you want?"
Magu interjected: "Fellow Taoist Huanyangzi, I have told you the story of the two emperors Dezong and Xianzong who were assassinated but survived. Why are you still so stubborn?"
Wu Qiudao narrowed his eyes: "The way of heaven is the way of heaven, the way established by the gods! Then dare to ask which gods and Buddhas are protecting the real dragon emperor? So that you are so licking the Li Tang royal family."
"She is called the Unspeakable, because human tongue cannot call her true name."
"She is also called the King in Yellow, because no one has seen her true face, only a tall and skinny figure with a yellow crown on her head, hidden under a broken royal robe;"
"She is also called Huanglong, because in the distant wilderness, there were many great masters who dominated the whole land, and were called ancient dragons and ancestral gods, and she was one of these old masters;
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"She is huge, bigger than anyone imagined. She is hidden behind the dragon chair, entrenched in the shadow of Chang'an City, staring at us, motionless. She is a dream demon in the deep darkness, a sea of stars in the deep sky.
The master is the master of all China!"
Magu looked at Wu Qiudao curiously: "Do you really want to assassinate the emperor? Since ancient times, cultivators have not paid attention to the Qing Dynasty and only focused on raising armies. They have always broken their path to immortality and died with hatred. Aren't you afraid?"
"Afraid!" Wu Qiudao grinned, "I'm just afraid that if the emperor is killed by me, you will turn the world upside down, and you won't get any merit of bringing peace to the troubled times! Hahahahahahahaha, it's all useless, it's all useless efforts!
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Master Zixiao was furious: "Okay, well said! The emperor's anger will bleed for thousands of miles, and the commoner's anger will bleed for five steps. Today I will show you the consequences of provoking the anger of the immortal!"
An invisible strong wind spread outwards with Zixiao Zhenren as the center. His eyes burst out with light and he recited a mantra: "Don't let the heaven and earth be different from heaven, the gods and gods are not gods, the destiny of others is not destiny, and the origin of others is not the same.
Yuan. Those who are good at my Tao are those who know the heaven and all the gods in one thing, and create the Yuan with all their might!"
Master Zixiao looked respectful and communicated with the gods in the sky devoutly.
Wu Qiudao's spiritual platform trembled for a while. He could feel the breath of the avenue ahead rising rapidly, and a strange murmur sounded in his ears, forcing him to take a few steps back.
Master Zixiao's body began to tremble strangely, his brain seemed to have expanded to the extreme, and his skull kept bulging in places. It was obvious that he had crossed the limit of Taoism.
At this moment, a scream resounded through the fairyland, Zixiao's real child's hole shone with light, and he screamed in pain as if he was being torn apart, and then there was a violent explosion.
Countless ancient symbols and words collided with each other in his mind, and all the inner energy exploded instantly, and his brain matter violently spurted out, as brilliant as jade liquid, and like a terrible nightmare coming to reality.
The blood filled the air, and in an instant it completely engulfed the land under Master Zixiao's feet. The trees withered, the flowers and grass withered, and the strong aura of the avenue almost turned into a physical entity, lingering on Master Zixiao's body.
Magu shouted sharply: "Master Zixiao, didn't I tell you? You..."
"Cough, cough, cough..." Zixiao's body that fell to the ground suddenly trembled, then coughed and got up, "I know, didn't his head really explode into a lake of slurry?"
Wu Qiudao felt a chill in his heart when he saw the back of Master Zixiao's head exploded and there was nothing inside, like a lake of flesh and blood.
Master Zixiao ignored the wound on the back of his head and glared at Wu Qiudao fiercely. His sclera was covered with a layer of pale gray, and his eyes were filled with fluffy bloodshot eyes.
Wu Qiudao clenched the Seven-Star Five-Yao Sword in his hand and asked, "So do you want to try again now? Can you kill me?"
"No! I'm going to kill them!" The corners of Zixiao's mouth cracked, and the flesh and blood in his head spread upwards, entangled with each other in the sky, and soon formed a terrifying big ball of flesh.
The nightmare-like flesh ball kept rolling, expanding, and squirming in violent tremors, becoming bigger and bigger, and then turned into a stream of light and flew towards Puyang City, and then exploded directly above the city.
The overwhelming blood wave surged out, swallowing up all the hiding places it could find. The soldiers of the Junping Army were hiding to protect the people. There were still many people in the city who had not evacuated completely. These people were caught by the blood wave.
Swallow it, then melt into it and disappear without a trace.
The remaining soldiers and civilians in the city were horrified. Everywhere they looked was covered with splattering blood and squirming flesh, and shrill screams could be heard one after another.
Wu Qiudao angrily rolled up the sword light waterfall to save people, but countless sword lights passed through the blood waves, with no effect.
At this time, Huan Xuzi, Xue Chang, Mr. Blind and Deaf, and others were entangled again. Hanshan and Shide, the two strange monks, did not take action. Even with the help of Wu Ranxie Lord, Wu Qiudao could not take action.
Come.
His eyes were about to burst, and the anger in his eyes was burning: "Master Zixiao is eating people. I want to save people, but you still come to pester me. Is this your right way?"
Huan Xuzi hid in the sword light and replied: "You don't want to slander people. When did Master Zixiao start eating people? If we can quell the rebels and restore a peaceful world to the world, we will be burdened with the sin of a whole city's life, and we will be happy to do so!"
Lord Wuran Xie spat: "It's ridiculous. Your interference in human affairs is nothing more than sending down merits for the sake of heaven in order to ascend. In your eyes, the debt of human life is just a number to offset the merits. How can you have any compassion for heaven and humanity?"
Mr. Blind and Deaf said: "People like you will not understand our intentions!"
Magu suddenly shouted: "Be careful!"
Along with the sound of breaking through the sky, a bit of cold light flew from the distance, like a bolt of lightning falling from the sky. Wherever the sword light went, the boundless sea of blood immediately retreated away.
Wu Qiudao's child's eyes shrank, this is the third form of the Tiandun Sword Technique, cutting off greed and anger!