Chapter 135 The saint travels, the purple air comes from the east
"If you are so strong, then you can kill me again, ancestor."
The sword spirit can also kill the gods and kill the gods. I don’t know how many times stronger than Li Jingang. It can also kill the magical power. This is a peerless magical power. The god-killing swordsmanship evolved from the killing powers, but it has always been hidden.
He didn't give it to Li Jingang, so he obviously kept it in reserve.
The terrifying sword energy tears the sky, and the will to kill can make people fall into killing and lose their minds. The law of killing is that everything in the world cannot be killed, which is much stronger than the law of annihilation in the ancient sword of annihilation.
"The magical power of killing, you are the sword spirit of the God-killing Sword, the ultimate treasure of the Killing Saint." Han Ba recognized the origin of the God-killing Sword and punched it out, destroying all laws. The sword spirit's will to awaken was less than 1%.
Even ordinary Void-Breaking Realm powerhouses can't deal with it, let alone Han Ba, who is infinitely approaching the Saint Realm. The magical power of killing is destroyed by one punch, and the law of killing is also instantly wiped out.
"Since you know my master's reputation, why don't you retreat quickly?" Dao Ling began to show off.
Hanbao snorted coldly, "If the Killing Saint comes here, I may be afraid of him, but he has been suppressed by the Emperor of Heaven for ten thousand years and will never see the light of day. I also want to use him to scare me. When I am three years old,
A child? Although you are broken, if you are recast, you can still create a peerless Taoist weapon."
"You're such a bastard, you actually want to take advantage of me, ancestor." Dao Ling was furious, but he didn't dare to fight with it and ran away.
"Where to go?"
Han Bao was about to chase it, when the void opened, and two terrifying figures walked out of the void, punching him back. The two people who arrived were Liu Canming and Xiao Wenruo, the two Dinghai Divine Needles of the Daqian Dynasty, Yi Wen
Yiwu.
"Two Half-Saints." Hanba stared at the two of them with cold eyes.
"Although I don't know who you were in your previous life, if you stay well in the earth, you can still have a way to survive. But if you happen to be born, then there is only one way to die." Liu Cangming was domineering, and it seemed that he did not control Han Ba at all.
Keep it in mind.
"What a strong tone. If you were a saint, you might be qualified to say this, but it's a pity that you are only a half-saint."
Hanba took the initiative to attack and punched him. The immortal power was lingering. This punch directly reversed time and space and hit the past. It was the moment Liu Cangming and the two appeared. They were unprepared and suffered a sudden attack.
, Liu Cangming and the two were blown away by a punch. If Xiao Wenruo was a Confucian cultivator, if he had not resisted the punch with his awe-inspiring righteousness, he would have been afraid that this punch would have shattered his body. Liu Cangming endured the punch forcefully.
, was blown away.
boom!
Now Liu Cangming flew directly out and smashed into a mountain peak several miles away, and the entire mountain collapsed suddenly.
Xiao Wenruo took a breath of cold air, not because Hanba knocked Liu Cangming away with one punch, but because Hanba actually controlled the power of time. This is a forbidden power that even a saint cannot control. Rumor has it that Hanba is transforming into a flying sky.
The Drought Demon can control a kind of law at the time. The Drought Demon is afraid of controlling the law of time. If he is allowed to complete his transformation, he is afraid that he will be invincible in the world, and even a saint will not be his opponent.
"Awesome Heavenly Sword."
Xiao Wenruo directly used his Confucian and Taoist magical powers, and the aura of Haoran within a thousand miles gathered together, and merged with his sword intention of Haoran to form a sword that held up the sky, containing the law of judgment, killing evil and destroying demons. Haoran's righteousness was the nemesis of evil, and the Han Demon was restrained.
"Roar." Hanbao looked up to the sky and roared, revealing his true body, revealing his sharp fangs, and his head became very ferocious, like a monster, and his body turned red, like a flame. Hanbao's true body made his
The strength has doubled.
One punch blasted out, destroying all laws. The pure power of the body was too terrifying. All laws and all the power of heaven and earth were wiped out under this terrible power.
The Haoran Heavenly Sword broke every inch.
"The Great Destroying Star Divine Fist."
A terrifying force struck at Hanba. The punch was too fast. Hanba was hit by the punch, but his body was so abnormal that he could withstand Liu Cangming's punch without any damage. Hanba had already been hit.
He began to transform into the Flying Drought Demon. The Flying Drought Demon is comparable to an innate god. His physical body is so strong that it is difficult for any weapon in the world to destroy it.
"Is this Han Bao? Unless the saint takes action, the two of us alone will not be able to subdue him, let alone drive him to the southern border." Liu Cangming's expression was solemn, and the power of Han Bao's body exceeded him.
His imagination, unless he possesses a sacred weapon, he will not be able to be harmed at all.
At this moment, a shocking sword energy cut through the void, and a divine sword that was neither gold, nor silver, nor copper, nor iron, attacked Hanba. The sword easily cut through his body, and a terrifying sword energy eroded him.
His physical body, even his Hanba real body, could not withstand it. The immortal power flowed and wiped out the sword intent in his body.
A white-haired old man stood in the void, like a divine sword with its edge reduced.
"General, Grand Scholar, you are well." The old man said to Liu Cangming and Xiao Wenruo.
"It turns out that it is the Tianyang Sword Saint. The Tianyang Sword Saint has brought all the ancient swords of Zhuxian. This drought demon will surely fall here." Liu Cangming said.
The old man was a semi-saint of the Sword Sect, and the sword that killed Hanba was the Zhuxian Ancient Sword, one of the four ancient swords. When Hanba was born, he was born with a strange phenomenon. How could those powerful people not know about it, but the one who was really willing to take action was
Very few.
Tianyang Sword Saint said: "I know that Hanbao has a strong physical body, and ordinary holy weapons cannot harm him at all. The Ancient Sword of Zhuxian can kill all things, and it is just right to kill this evildoer to prevent him from causing harm to Jiuzhou."
"The ancient sword of killing immortals."
Hanbao's eyes were cold and fearful. He had also heard of the reputation of the Zhuxian Ancient Sword. It was one of the four ancient swords left by the Sword Ancestor. Each sword had infinite power. The Zhuxian Ancient Sword could definitely kill.
he.
"Even if I die, I will bring countless living beings to be buried with me."
Drought demons are born with the ability to control the power of the earth and control the earth's veins, causing landslides and ground cracks, and magma from deep underground spewing out.
"The evil obstacles actually want to destroy this land of thousands of miles. It is simply crazy."
The faces of the three people changed. They didn't expect Han Ba to be so crazy. Once the land of thousands of miles is covered with magma, all living things within a radius of ten thousand miles will be destroyed. What kind of karma is this? If Han Ba dies, the three of them are afraid that they will also be infected.
Karma.
"Amitabha."
A Buddha's chant resounded in all directions, and purple air came three thousand miles east. This was the vision of the saint when he was traveling.
Li Jingang is suspended in mid-air, with the Buddha's light shining all over his body, but he is not him at this time. His physical body is occupied by a thought from Master Jinchi Ancient Buddha, revealing a nine-thousand-foot golden body of merit.
Liu Cangming and the others took a closer look and saw through Li Jingang's falsehood at a glance, but they stepped forward and bowed, "Meet the saint."
Although he is a Buddhist saint, as long as he is a saint, everyone must bow before him, otherwise it will be disrespectful to the saint. Li Jingang nodded slightly and looked at Hanba.
"If you don't stop this evil obstacle quickly, otherwise you will destroy this land of thousands of miles, you will be punished by heaven. You will be reduced to ashes in an instant, and your thousands of years of cultivation will be in vain."
However, Han Ba still did not take action and said in a cold voice: "I have already died once, so why should I be afraid of dying again? If they want to kill me, how can I just sit back and wait for death?"
"Others don't know your origin, but I do. You can be considered a meritorious official of the human race, and you have meritorious deeds. Otherwise, you would not have the chance to transform into a drought demon. You are destined to my Buddhist sect, and there is no place for you in Zhongzhou.
You follow me to the west, and there should be a place for you. When the opportunity comes, you will have the opportunity to transform into a flying drought demon."
Although the speaker was Li Jingang, the real speaker was the Ancient Buddha of Jinchi. He could see through the past and naturally knew the origin of Hanba. He was the founder of the Dayin Dynasty six thousand years ago. He had merits in founding the country and was buried after his death.
In the dragon veins of the earth in Jinzhou, there is a chance to transform into a drought demon.
At the critical moment when he was about to transform into Feitian Hanbao, he was interrupted by Li Jingang and was born early. It can be said that Li Jinjiang formed a karma with him. Jinchi Ancient Buddha had to take action to understand the karma for him, and he wanted to take advantage of this.
Cause and effect, subdue the drought, and enhance the foundation of Buddhism.
"I want this king to surrender to your Buddhist sect. It's just a wishful thinking." How could Hanba be so arrogant and arrogant that he would surrender to others.
"How about you make a bet with me? If you can escape from my hands, I will protect your life and you won't have to go to the west with me."
The 9,000-foot-tall golden body of merit opens its palms.
"Okay, I will make a bet with you." Hanba readily agreed, because he had no choice. He would definitely not be able to defeat him. Even if he wanted to destroy this land of thousands of miles, it would be impossible. If there is a slim chance of survival, why not fight.