The sword energy was like frost, and it dissipated after a long time.
The old Taoist opened his eyes and looked ahead.
Originally prepared to die, he suddenly froze when he heard the hustle and bustle around him. The sky was clear and everything was quiet. Suddenly, it seemed that the world had turned into a peaceful world. The ferocious demon in front of him had a flash of light in his eyes. There was a trace of panic and fear, and then the wind blew by, and the monster slowly collapsed and was annihilated.
Silent and breathless.
What a magnificent scenery.
In the vastness of thousands of miles, all the demons and monsters are dead. When the wind blows, they are scattered like dust falling on the ground. At the same time, what is also disintegrating is the Taoist great supernatural power, the young Taoist who stands upright and seems to be unrivaled. The dharma, heaven and earth disintegrated, annihilated, completely disappeared in the wind, and the power borrowed from the beings of heaven and earth and the mountains and rivers returned.
The Xuantan, which was at the level of twenty-four Dharma drums, had gathered an unknown amount of power from Zhongzhou, but it could only sustain one sword strike.
But with just one sword, hundreds of thousands of monsters can be wiped out.
The young Taoist slowly opened his eyes.
The wounds that appeared on his body in an instant were due to the backlash caused by forcibly controlling such a terrifying power. His state of mind was not lost in the power of heaven, earth, and heaven, but the incomparably majestic Qi was not a human body. The Qi of the world is the Qi of heaven and earth, but if he controls it himself, he will definitely suffer backlash.
Even if he himself is just the one who raises the altar.
After shaking hands, the flow of Xiantian Qi in the body became a little jerky. The Taoist sect already knew his fate with Xiantian Qi. Qi Wuhuo's soul sensed that his life span was only about a hundred years, and this time his life span was The number was reduced, and it could not be compensated with elixirs. It carried all living beings and consumed his life span.
It can no longer be compensated externally.
Most of the things that can make up for the life span are to forcibly restore the body and spirit to a young state. But now that he is a Taoist with an innate Qi, his upper limit of life span has been directly reduced by three Jiazi. This is the price of bearing the burden of the common people, that is, For [Heavenly Injury], the young Taoist lay back, looked at the sky, the wind blew across his cheeks, and just closed his eyes.
"Big profit."
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In the void, all the demons were shattered, and a figure was forcibly forced out. He opened his mouth and coughed out a large amount of blood. His expression was confused and complicated, and he said: "How is it possible, how is it possible to have such magical powers..."
He already felt that he had absolutely no safety issues——
He has great supernatural powers.
An ontological prototype that doesn’t really matter.
Abandoning one's own physical body and a little bit of spirituality, only to circulate and change among the demons of filth. Among these tens of millions of demons, as long as there is one alive, then he is alive, even if he is surrounded and killed by the Arctic Exorcism Institute. It can be killed by lightning and can also be revived from other bodies.
It is the so-called immortal spirit, a little bit of true spirit, which will last for all eternity, and it can be cut down and killed endlessly. It is a mysterious scripture method that is extremely difficult to deal with.
He even hid many evil spirits and never let them go out to fight.
It's just a way out for yourself.
That's why he dared to challenge the Arctic Exorcism Institute so boldly.
But just now, it was that sword.
Just a sword!
The body he prepared.
All, all, all were killed!
All souls are destroyed!
The face of this man shrouded in a strong evil miasma was ferocious and twisted, and he was covering his chest. Just now, under absolutely unavoidable circumstances, he withstood a sword with his body. The immortal armor that protected him was split into cracks, and he suffered several wounds. His expression He said ferociously: "This is... the method of the Xuan Altar, which gathers the stars, earth, water officials, humanity, and all the luck of all living beings, and then draws out a sword."
"Whose way is he cultivating!"
"Whose method are you practicing!"
"Why is it so complicated, and why is it so pure!!!"
"Where did this crazy Taoist priest come from? Are you willing to die? The world and the common people are heavy, how can it be possible that a mere Taoist priest can bear it?! It's so heavy, like a man carrying a thousand pieces, there must be a heavy cause and effect that will cut you down. If you live longer, your blessings will be reduced, and you will die without a burial place!"
With resentment in his heart, he was about to rush over and kill the exhausted young Taoist, but suddenly there was a chill behind his back, and his pupils suddenly shrank, almost instinctively, and he suddenly transformed into tens of thousands of bodies and spread out, and then he barely managed to force himself. Dodging the sword, the heavy long sword's blade was more than a mile long, and it suddenly slashed down. The blade of the sword was wrapped with thunderbolts, splitting a crack in the mountains on one side.
The figure revived.
However, after seeing the heavily armored Ling Miao Gong, he gave up his defense and pursued absolute killing.
The sword missed, but he was not afraid. He just turned around, and the long-handled sword used for fighting on the battlefield used the force of the first move and slashed it down again. The kind-hearted and kind-hearted Master Ling Miao was furious and shouted angrily:
"Come die!!!"
"It's just the true form, who can't do it?"
The man seemed to know that he would never be able to escape this time. The evil miasma escaped, and he also showed a change in his original form, turning into a posture that was slightly lower than the original form of Lingmiao Gongshan, but still very huge. The state puts great pressure on the Yuan Shen, but the amount of Yuan Qi and the speed of mobilizing Yuan Qi are greatly improved.
It is an all-round improvement.
The two gods and demons showing their true colors were fighting each other, and suddenly there was a fierce roar of dragons, and thunder and fire rolled and fell from the sky.
It hit the man's back hard, and the huge thunder and fire rolled around, making his body stiff and staggering forward. He directly withstood Lingmiao Gong's sword, and his soul almost couldn't hold on.
The real dragon hovers in the void, its golden eyes are cold.
The qi machine burned and turned into a golden-red cloud, which vaguely had the strength of the Dragon Lord level.
Ao Liu directly resisted the man's killing power with his own body. The corners of his mouth were bleeding, and his eyes were determined: "Mr. Lingmiao, do it!" It's the father's fault if the son doesn't teach. Even if there is a behind-the-scenes involvement in such a disaster, Human beings, but where their responsibilities lie, dereliction of duty is dereliction of duty. At this moment, he is almost risking his life.
Lingmiao Gong is not a rigid person, and his sword skills are becoming more and more domineering.
That aura was as if he would not let this man go even if he killed Ao Liu as well.
In this battle, the land also suffered a lot of losses.
Lord Lingmiao saw the juniors he was familiar with die one by one in front of his eyes, and his heart was filled with grief, and he was already furious.
Under the battlefield of immortals and gods, people in the human world have completed their own battles.
They themselves truly protected their homeland under the arrangement of gods and demons that could be called true kings, and from the crazy demons, even if they paid an extremely heavy price, fighting against soldiers and against generals. This was originally It was a disaster that was about to destroy the entire Zhongzhou within half a day. According to predictions, it would definitely exceed the tragedy of Zhongzhou.
But people are not grass and trees, nor are they calculating.
Humans are always more despicable than expected, but they are also human beings who exceed the upper limit of expectations in desperate situations.
A soldier was breathing heavily, holding a broken spear in both hands, and his body was shaking. He watched all the demons disperse. First he couldn't believe it, and then he felt like he had survived. It felt like a dream. , making him murmur: "Survived..."
"Hahaha, I survived, Li Laosan, did you know that I survived?"
"Li Laosan, Li..."
He turned around and saw his comrade-in-arms lying on the ground, his eyes dimly looking at the sky.
No one answered him.
He looked around and saw his comrades who were suffering heavy casualties.
He opened his mouth.
Suddenly he burst into tears.
Obviously I am happy to have survived, but my grief is even greater.
And in the City Lord's Mansion, the source of this disaster, the demon that was transformed into flesh and blood and had endless miserable faces on the branches and leaves, also collapsed. However, the evil spirit here is extremely strong. After the demon is killed, the evil spirit still exists, and it will start again. He broke out to look for many human parasites, but at this moment, the endless Buddha's light in front of him, which was always checking and counterbalancing this thing, disappeared in an instant.
There was just a monk in gray standing there.
Put your hands together and look calm.
Don't resist.
As a result, these evil spirits rushed into the monk's body almost instinctively. His face instantly turned pale, his body trembled slightly, and large beads of sweat fell from his face, but he did not retreat or avoid it. I have tolerated these residual evil spirits in my life, my eyes are peaceful, I feel the suffering and persistence of all living beings in the evil spirits, and I just say a word of mercy.
Immediately, Buddha light circulated.
The knot and wish seal are handed out.
The huge monster transformed from flesh and blood, which swallowed up the entire city lord's palace, had countless branches and vines, all of which had human faces. Men, women, old and young, suffering and persistent. At this moment, all their evil thoughts were endured by the monks, and under the light of the Buddha, these The viciousness on the faces of the people who were swallowed up and killed by the demon immediately disappeared, and they were transformed into malicious madness.
Be free from the bondage of this demon.
"Everyone, let's go."
"If the Arctic Exorcist Academy comes, they won't care if you are being kidnapped."
"We, we..."
"You are not monsters. People who are trapped by evil spirits also have a chance to turn around."
The monk in gray clothes clasped his hands together and said with a gentle expression on his pale face: "Everyone, please go."
The remaining evil thoughts were driven crazy and unwilling: "What are you doing?! What are you doing?! These people also killed people, they are accomplices, they are accomplices, what are you doing..."
The gray-robed monk replied: "Killing sentient beings in order to survive is not a sin, a sin, and it is not an evil."
"But it's bitter."
"What causes people to behave like this is evil."
"Why don't you destroy them! Why!"
He stepped forward with calm eyes, turned the beads, and the Buddha light flowed under his feet. Even if he had this evil obsession, he would answer:
"mercy."
“Why bear the evil spirit?!”
"mercy."
If this evil spirit escapes, the common people will inevitably be eroded. This is also the possibility of this demon's final survival. The latter's remaining spiritual thoughts are almost crazy and crazy: "What about yourself? You are also a human being. You will also be like me because of me."
The changes will be extreme due to the influence of Qi, hahahaha, when the time comes, you will also turn into us..."
"If your strength were to fall into Shura, the weight of killing would be much greater than if you didn't bear the evil energy today and let me recover!"
"What, you think you won't be infected?!!"
The monk's voice was calm: "Then the poor monk will commit suicide before he becomes a demon."
"you--"
"Seeing the suffering of all sentient beings and doing nothing is not compassion."
"And you have committed many evil deeds, endangering and killing people for pleasure. I don't need to say more, just one word."
The gray-clothed monk took a step forward, raised his right hand, turned the Buddhist beads in his hand, and wrapped them around the edge of his fist.
Hold tight.
Eighteen Bodhi seeds, all emitting crystal clear light.
Punch hard.
The entanglement of Qi turned into the roar of a huge lion. The Buddha's light was clear, like a burning flame, and the sound shook all directions, but it was bright and upright.
"die!!!"
I, the Buddha, also roar like a wrathful lion!
The Buddha's light surged, directly dispersing all the remaining demons and evil spirits in the entire city lord's mansion, and the killing was resolute and merciless! Finally, the Buddha beads fell down, and only a few remaining bewitching sounds of the evil obsession were left.
At the end, he murmured: "You are compassionate to all living beings, compassionate to the innocent, and compassionate to those who fall into the devil's path. What about you?"
The monk Bodhisattva dropped his head and replied calmly:
"As a poor monk, I don't need mercy."
The demonic thoughts are speechless, collapsed and annihilated.
The monk carried this evil spirit and left step by step, with blood dripping from the corner of his mouth.
I only recite the Diamond Sutra, use my body to capture the evil miasma, and use Buddhism to resolve it, instead of using thunder to kill the demon just now. In that case, the lives of many innocent people who were devoured by it will be
The soul will disappear because of this. The monk has seen those people. They are good people. It is sad to be trapped here and they do not deserve to die.
Don't deserve to die.
In Buddhism, there are Mahayana and Hinayana. The world respects Mahayana, while poor monks only respect Hinayana.
The Hinayana crosses itself, among which are ascetics, and the world laughs at them for their stupidity and dullness.
But Buddhism says that everything in the world is corresponding. The suffering of everyone in the world and the happiness of everyone in the world are equal.
In this case, the poor monk will suffer more.
People in the world will suffer less.
Do asceticism for the sake of the world.
The monk stepped step by step, leaving bloody marks on his back. His body was in severe pain, his eyes were calm, and he just said: