Chapter three hundred and ninety-ninth the devil will be annihilated, the mighty coercion
Huge cracks opened in the earth, countless silt fell, and bright golden light shot straight into the sky. Wherever it passed, the calamity fire was extinguished.
Tens of thousands of demon generals knelt down and trembled, and countless evil ghosts surrendered, worshiping the terrifying golden light pillar in the center of the earth.
The light was so dazzling that everyone's faces were dyed golden, as if they were statues without any expression.
Golden light shot into the sky, and the diameter of the beam was more than ten feet, exuding a terrifying vitality. While shocking everyone, the cries of babies once again spread throughout the world.
The voice was sharp and childish, resounding in this tomb filled with deathly aura, making everyone's hair stand on end and their hearts chilling.
Where did the baby cry come from? How could the cry spread throughout the world?
The fat old man's face had long lost the look of laughter. He gritted his teeth and looked at the golden light, murmuring: "It's been tens of thousands of years, are you finally showing up?"
As soon as these words came out, everyone's hearts became even colder, their eyes suddenly glowed, and they looked straight ahead.
"Coming!"
Han Qiu's voice was cold, and everyone was shocked. They saw a golden beam of light in front of them connecting to the depths of the earth. An indescribable pressure suddenly swept across like a huge wave! Before everyone could react, they were overwhelmed by this pressure.
The huge waves pushed me back again and again.
The next moment, white light flickered on the ground, and pieces of white paper suddenly flew out from the ground, gently rippling in the air. It seemed harmonious, but the void was cut into pieces.
More than a dozen pieces of white paper floated out, and the white light was so bright that the golden light could not cover it up at all, and it seemed to be dimmed in an instant.
Everyone looked at the white paper, only glanced at it, and then immediately withdrew their gaze. Some powerful people in the life and death realm even looked at it for a moment, and blood suddenly flowed from their eyes.
Because the sharp edge of these pieces of white paper is so powerful, it seems to have spanned eternal time and space, as if it has crossed layers of galaxies, dividing everything, and their eyeballs have been cut.
The screams sounded, and everyone tried to recover their vitality, but found that there seemed to be power stirring up, and it was impossible to do so.
Not everyone can read the Resurrection Scripture!
Only Han Qiu's pupils flashed with blue light, as if they were surrounded by stars. He looked at the white papers quietly and murmured: "There is nothing on it, like a wordless heavenly book. It seems that my realm is too high after all."
Low, I can’t see such profound things.”
Gu Que smiled, but before he could speak, he suddenly frowned and saw a dozen figures flying out from behind, shouting and heading towards the light pillar.
Gu Nanfeng sneered and said: "How dare a mere ant steal the Book of Resurrection? It's true that the ignorant are fearless."
As soon as he finished speaking, a golden light shone across the earth, sweeping over a dozen figures. In an instant, they had disappeared between heaven and earth, and not even the powder was left.
Life is nothing under this mighty pressure.
The rest of the people's bodies shook violently, and the last throbbing in their hearts was instantly eliminated, and they stepped back one after another.
Gu Que frowned and couldn't help but said: "The Resurrection Sutra is the note left by Fa Patriarch back then, right?"
Gu Nanfeng nodded and said: "Yes, it covers all of Fa Zu's understanding of the Dao in his life. Although there are only a dozen or so articles, it is definitely an existence that everyone desires. However, to obtain such a thing, of course one needs strength.
."
Gu Que smiled softly and said: "I don't want this kind of thing even if it is given to me. I still understand the reason why a man is not guilty and is guilty of having a treasure in his possession."
Han Qiu said lightly: "I don't want it either, just because I don't need it."
Having said this, she looked at Gu Que and said softly: "You don't need it either. A truly strong man cannot follow anyone else's way. He can only open up his own way. I"
She stopped, frowned suddenly, and asked doubtfully: "Why are you looking at me like this?"
Gu Que was smiling. Han Qiu had often reasoned with him before, but now that he heard her still being reasonable, he felt warm in his heart and even thought she was so cute.
Thinking of this, Gu Que couldn't help but gently hold her hand and whispered: "I understand what you mean, I listen to you, I don't want it."
Han Qiu's face suddenly darkened. He wanted to pull his hand away, but he tried hard but couldn't pull it out. He said coldly: "Why are you holding me?"
Gu Que's face became solemn and he said in a deep voice: "Look, the Resurrection Scriptures seem to be merging!"
Han Qiu glanced at it and saw that the pieces of white paper had gradually closed together to form an ancient scripture, exuding an indescribable sense of vicissitudes of life.
An inexplicable will rushed towards them, as if the ancestor of the Dharma God had been resurrected, and everyone was still retreating.
On the earth, the forty thousand demon generals and countless evil ghosts were already trembling.
Han Qiu said calmly: "Can you please stop using this low-level topic-changing technique in front of me?"
"Ahem!"
Gu Que almost choked on her saliva, and there was a small amount of sweat on her face. She looked at Han Qiu, but saw that she had already turned her face away. With her fair skin and quiet expression, it was as if nothing had happened.
Gu Que could still feel the coldness and softness of her little hands, and he pinched it carefully. When he looked up, he saw a beam of light rising into the sky, the demon general surrendered, the white light was dazzling, and the entire Jue Tomb seemed to light up.
But no one moved, including the Divine Lord, and everyone who owned the Divine Treasure.
When they reach this level, they have already seen some things clearly. This thing is not something they can touch.
Everyone looked to the sky because they knew what was going to happen.
"Hiss!"
Sure enough, there was a loud noise in the sky, and a terrifying space crack suddenly tore open and spread for dozens of miles. Behind the space crack was the deep and endless universe.
A magical scene appeared before his eyes, and Gu Que's heart felt a little heavy, because anyone can't help but feel panicked when facing something unknown.
The cold thin hand squeezed his hand tightly. Gu Que was stunned and looked at Han Qiu. Han Qiu's face was still expressionless and he just said lightly: "You still have a long way to go. You can see a lot this time."
If you look at it carefully, it will be helpful in the future."
Gu Que held her hand tightly and whispered: "As far as my road is, your road will be as far."
As soon as he finished speaking, the Western cultivators present screamed in surprise, and streaks of holy white light fell down.
I saw a door suddenly appeared in the crack in the void that was dozens of miles long. The door was of unknown height and width. It had two doors. The upper circle and the lower one were engraved with complex magic arrays, exuding a bright and holy spirit.
Light.
"Heaven."
Apollo said these two words softly, and couldn't help bowing down slowly, not daring to stand up. Mousse and others beside him couldn't help bowing down, even other Western cultivators.
Of course they all knew what was going to happen.
When the gate appeared at the edge of the crack in the void, the mighty coercion was already crowding around. The golden light pillar flickered on and off as if uneasy. The "Resurrection Scripture" inside was turning gently, and the surrounding void had already turned into
chaos.
So under the gaze of everyone, the two white doors slowly opened, and the creaking sound resounded throughout the sky. After opening, there was an increasingly bright white light.
It was an incomparable holy light that seemed to represent all the good things.
The next moment, a majestic figure still stepped out of the door, with a body that was three feet tall and perfectly proportioned, waving three pairs of white wings, looking down.
He saw everything, and then he flew lightly and glided down at a very fast speed with extremely graceful posture.
Of course, there is not just one angel. Stalwart figures continue to walk out from behind, and more than a dozen figures fall steadily, hanging between heaven and earth. Each figure exudes unparalleled power, gently waving three pairs of wings,
Looking down upon all the humble souls present.
It seems that, in their view, everyone except Alexander is a humble soul.
"I have met Lord Shangshen."
The shouts were endless, countless Western cultivators knelt down and bowed down, and more than ten angels descended to the world at the same time, which is probably rare in history.
Under great pressure, he waved his wings and sighed: "My dear comrades, you are finally here."
More than ten people smiled and nodded, without even looking at Gu Que and the others, they just looked towards the golden light pillar.
"After tens of thousands of years, it has finally been born again, God! Who would have thought that these dozen or so pieces of paper are the legendary supreme holy book, the Book of Resurrection!"
"Osaiin, don't sigh, look at the other side! Those are all Orientals!"
Another voice came out. Apollo and others were shocked when they heard the words. They immediately stood up and flew behind more than a dozen angels, bowing slightly and bowing their heads.
Gu Que looked at these perfect figures and suddenly said softly: "I finally understand why Apollo cannot break through to the realm of the God King."
Han Qiu nodded and said: "You are right, he has lost his dignity and has awe of the strong."
Gu Que sighed: "It's true to have a sense of awe, but you are yourself. Once you lose your dignity, how can you break through?"
Their voices were not loud, but they were enough for Apollo to hear. His hand holding the giant sword was shaking, and his whole body was tense.
Alexander said slowly: "You are a great knight of the West, so why do you care about the opinions of Easterners? They are inherently different from us."
Apollo lowered his head even more and said respectfully: "Thank you, sir, for clarifying my confusion."
Gu Que and Han Qiu looked at each other and couldn't help but shake their heads and smile.
Osaiin, on the other hand, looked at Gu Que and the others, his eyes full of pity, and sighed: "The miserable weak always use their own ignorant wisdom to figure out the stronger, which has to be said to be very stupid.
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A voice said: "Look! There is a woman from the East. She is as powerful as us."
The voice came out, but it didn't have any meaning of respect. There was just endless arrogance, like nobles pitying the beggars on the street.
More than a dozen angels all looked the same, so it was really hard to tell who was who. Fairy Nian Deng shook her head and smiled, saying: "In terms of arrogance, I'm afraid the angel race is the most outstanding existence in this world."
Gu Que couldn't help but laugh and said: "Most people who regard all living beings as ants are also ants themselves, just bigger."
Upon hearing this, Osaiin's face suddenly darkened, and he frowned and said: "The great divine king of the East can naturally talk to us, but you should not interrupt, you are not worthy, and you will pay the price for blasphemy."
His voice was very calm, but his right hand had already waved out a white light, which instantly tore through the void and headed towards Gu Que.
The Nian Deng Fairy didn't even move, and the black and white rings on Gu Que's hands flew out, emitting bright black and white light, blocking everything.
Osaiin's eyes suddenly narrowed, he breathed out softly, and sighed: "It turns out to be a divine treasure protecting the body. No wonder he speaks inappropriately."
Appropriate? Gu Que sneered and took back the black and white rings. These idiots really thought they were superior to others.
And another person has already spoken: "We are not here to quarrel, nor are we here to kill people. Orientals, you all should go, don't delay us from doing our business here."
His voice was already very calm, but he seemed unwilling to say another word to an Oriental, and his face even turned purple with disgust.
But at this moment, an old voice has spread throughout the earth: "Everything in the world has spirit, and every plant and tree can become an immortal. Those who become immortals fight for the way of heaven and die at the end of their lifespan; those who follow the immortals stick to the ordinary way and die at the end of their lifespan." And die."
"All types of people end up in the same destination on different paths. Immortals and mortals all walk together by destiny. Everything in the world is the same from the beginning to the end. Who is born to be superior?"
"The so-called Tao follows nature, and all species are equal, regardless of superiority or inferiority, strength or weakness, or the cycle of life and death. This is exactly the truth."
The voice was hoarse and old, but it did not sound sinister, but rather friendly. Along with the voice, the earth suddenly surged with vitality, and blue rhymes emerged, which instantly stirred up the death energy in all directions.
The pure breath seemed to wash away everything, and an old figure appeared out of thin air between heaven and earth. (To be continued)