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Chapter 1865 Genius from the Northwest

In the world of mythical beasts at the top of the northwest, on a desolate island, a tall woman has been standing for a long time.

She was wearing a long black dress, with black hair and clear eyes, but she carried a terrifying demonic aura, like an evil flower, so beautiful that people dared not touch her.

Her graceful body outlined thrilling curves. She narrowed her eyes and said, "Little dwarf, shouldn't it be time for us to go out and have some adventure?"

Beside her, a little boy of about four or five years old had his hands clasped together, with golden light flowing from his body, no hair on his head, and a five-aggregate Buddha ring hanging on his head.

"Infinite Life Buddha, little witch, please don't call the poor monk little dwarf. The poor monk is a son of Buddha, and he will have a dharma name in the future."

"cut!"

The little witch curled her lips and said disdainfully: "With your little enlightenment, how can you be a Buddhist child? Have you ever read a scripture?"

The Buddhist boy said: "I have all the scriptures in my mind. I have been reading them diligently for hundreds of years, and I have a general understanding."

The little witch narrowed her eyes and smiled, and said: "Then should we have a fight? Let me see how far you have practiced the Shurangama Mantra."

"That young monk is not welcome."

The Buddha boy suddenly laughed and disappeared directly between heaven and earth. The next moment, a golden Buddha statue ten thousand feet high appeared in the sky. A sigh was already heard: "Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva has been practicing the deep Prajna Paramita for a long time.

Seeing that the five aggregates are all empty, you can survive all hardships."

Endless Buddha light swept downwards, golden lotuses hung in the air all around, and the golden light turned into terrifying haze, instantly crushing the world, time and space.

"Ah! You have indeed made a lot of progress!"

The little witch pointed forward with her right hand, and the endless dim light turned into surging demonic energy. The whole world was instantly darkened, and the breath of death spread, completely blocking the Buddha's light.

The two of them, one big and one small, one Buddha and one demon, fought so hard that the world was turned upside down, and the land of silence with millions of light-years around was melted.

In a remote galaxy in the northernmost part of the world, two women sat cross-legged side by side. One was wearing red and the other was wearing white. Their long hair was flying, and they opened their eyes at the same time.

There was surging blood in his eyes, and there was blood all around him. A terrifying murderous intent swept around him, and the sharp aura made people fearful.

"Found it!"

The two said these three words at the same time and looked at each other.

Mang said excitedly: "The Ultimate Way is the evolution of the way of killing, the ultimate existence of murderous intent, and the highest state of consciousness destruction."

Tianji said: "But this is only relative to the consciousness of life. In fact, the most terrifying murderous intention is destruction, the destruction of heaven and earth. For example, the silence of this world is the greatest killing in heaven and earth."

Mang nodded and said: "We have been exploring for nearly four hundred years, and then we finally found the existence above the extreme realm, which is the power to destroy the world."

"What name?"

"Shinra Tendo!"

"very good."

Tianji said: "It is the Divine Way of Shinra, which surpasses the extreme of killing and transcends the Ultimate Way."

"Try?"

"Okay, try it!"

The two looked at each other, their scarlet eyes intertwined in the air, gradually turning into black.

The black light covered the world, and a boundless killing intent penetrated the entire world. For a time, all the heavens and worlds looked towards the north.

"Which powerful person broke through again? What a terrifying pressure!"

"I'm afraid it's the devil. This aura of destruction has never been seen before."

"Just get used to it. This is an era of cultivation frenzy. There won't be many powerful people who will make breakthroughs one day!"

"Speaking of which, four hundred years ago, the Divine Bird Emperor summoned all the heroes from all realms to the Divine Bird Civilization and started an era of frenzied cultivation. His merits were truly immeasurable!"

"Yes! In the past few hundred years, there have been changes that can be seen with the naked eye. Strong people are like a forest, and masters have risen together. Everywhere has become a land of crouching tigers, hidden dragons. If you don't work hard, you can't get away."

"I just don't know where the Divine Bird Emperor went after he disappeared for hundreds of years."

"Yes, I also want to meet this legendary great being. Although he is not a Mahatma, he is the person I admire the most!"

"Yes, he is very young, and his life is so legendary. Every time I hear his story, my heart surges."

Countless cultivators are sighing everywhere in the tens of thousands of realms, and deep in the devil's cave, flowers have bloomed all over the river.

This is a black river, surrounded by black soil, the sky is black clouds, and there is an evil atmosphere all around.

Gu Que had been lying on the ground for who knows how long. His bones were already covered with dust. The dust condensed into soil, and scarlet flowers grew on the soil.

He seemed to have been dead for a long time, but his bones had not decayed.

The scarlet flowers were dazzling and charming, but exuded a boundless aura of death, and they covered the entire river bank.

Some people say that this is called the flower of the other side, also called the flower of the underworld. It is the flower of the devil that can only be seen after death.

It grows on the bird's body, swaying gracefully.

On the other side of the Black River, at the end of darkness, groups of troops were striding towards them. There was no end in sight and no one knew how many people there were.

They all wore ancient armor, and the armor was empty, with nothing in it.

Maybe this is the legendary Yin Soldier?

Gu Que has no eyes and his body is silent, but he is aware of everything happening around him.

Gu Que didn't know where the boundary between death and life was, and he had never touched it, but he seemed to have touched it now.

The body was dead, and the soul was silent, but his consciousness seemed to be floating everywhere in the world, and he saw the passage of billions of Yin soldiers.

What kind of existence are these? Who do they belong to? What kind of country is this?

Is it the depths of Fengdu Hell or the legendary Nine Netherworld?

A wisp of black energy floated over and turned into a hollow armor, standing in front of Gu Que.

It lowered its head and looked at the bird for a long time.

Gu Que could feel it looking at him, even though the other person was empty black energy.

"Dead people? It's strange that there are dead people here."

Groups of Yin soldiers gathered around, and Gu Que discovered that their boots were hanging in the air, as if they were weightless.

A group of people seemed to be talking about something and kept talking, but Gu Que could no longer hear clearly.

He just felt that the flowers on his body became more and more lush, and he seemed to be drawn into the black river by a force.

The dark water eroded, and the soul seemed to be in pain, but the feeling was not clear.

Because he had long been accustomed to the pain in his soul, he no longer had any reaction.

He felt himself sinking, drifting to an unknown place with the undercurrent of the black river.

Then, he seemed to feel eyes looking at him again, deep in the black river.

There was more than one look, there seemed to be six looks.

Every glance exudes an earth-shattering aura, enough to tear Tian Yan's soul apart and frighten his own courage.

But now he has no so-called courage. He is at the end of death and on the verge of recovery.

What state is this? Is it the extreme of silence or the beginning of eternity?


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