One thousand four hundred and sixty-six chapters, the incarnation of the ancient saint
Arrogant and domineering.
Condescending.
But there is no doubt that there is nothing wrong with what Venerable Qinghu said.
The saint will not come out.
And a saint who cuts off part of his origin is naturally invincible.
It's clear to everyone.
Even if there is an ancient sage who survives to this day, he must be extremely weak. Even if his true body is forced out, he may not be able to withstand the killing blows of Lord Qinghu, let alone only showing one hand.
The dialogue between the two terrifying beings from ancient times also allowed the modern monks to glimpse part of ancient history.
The monks couldn't help but be frightened, but they still had yearning in their hearts.
A time when sanctification is possible.
The human race suppresses everything and rises.
What a glorious and prosperous age.
"Master is so awesome!" Jiang Xiaoxi's face was full of admiration and she was amazed.
Everyone in Ziyue Shizhong was excited: Great. With such a person on their side, it must be fine.
Lin Xi also breathed a sigh of relief.
It turns out that Venerable Qinghu is actually an ancient saint.
No wonder that green tiger could easily see his own demonic cultivation heritage.
No wonder it can cultivate a talented beast-controlling monk like Jiang Xiaoxi.
All this can be answered.
Back in the Immortal Mist Forest, when Jiang Xiaoxi faced a fatal crisis, a green tiger mark suddenly appeared between her eyebrows, resisting the obliterating power of the Immortal Mist Forest's avenue. Now that she thought about it, she finally had the answer.
That was a ray of spiritual thought left by Venerable Qinghu.
Lin Xi was extremely weak at the moment.
He seemed to be separated from heaven and earth and in another time and space.
The boundless power of divine punishment suddenly fell.
No end in sight.
"When will this heavenly punishment end?" Lin Xi's face was full of exhaustion, but he still tried his best to run the magic cultivation skills. More than ten magic weapons lingered around him, protecting his aura forever.
There was silence between heaven and earth.
Even half a breeze no longer exists.
It seemed like a long time passed, and it seemed like it was just a moment of silence.
"Hehehe." A fierce laughter resounded from heaven to earth: "I haven't met such a ignorant guy in a long time. I was lucky enough to become a saint at the end of ancient times, so I don't know what I am facing."
A cold light flashed in the eyes of Venerable Qinghu, and the aura on his body suddenly rose up, with fierce power bursting out, and he vaguely transformed into countless ligers and giant beasts and galloped away.
The faces of the old monster Liuhe who retreated a hundred miles away suddenly changed.
Just the impact of the breath made them feel the crisis of death.
"Ancestor, help!" Mo Shengmu and others shouted in fear.
A huge hand fell from the nine heavens, lingering endless Dao rhymes, causing the laws to break, blocking Mo Shengmu and others, blocking the power of the ferocious beast.
But the terrifying aura still made Mo Shengmu and the others vomit blood and fall to the ground. Their auras were so dispirited that only panic and fear remained in their eyes.
If not for Yun Huanming's intervention.
They were probably going to die suddenly on the spot.
Venerable Qinghu said coldly: "Either get out or I'll cut off your hand. Did I say I wanted to hear your opinion?"
"Okay, that's great." Yun Huanming's voice was very depressed, as if pregnant with endless anger.
As an ancient saint who survives to this day.
To be humiliated like this.
Of course I can't bear it.
"What are you waiting for! The mortal world is about to merge with Northern Xinjiang. Do you want to see what happened before happen again?!" Yun Huanming roared angrily.
All the monks were confused.
Who? Who is he talking to.
The next moment, several suffocating and terrifying auras appeared between the heaven and the earth. Although the true deity did not appear in any of them, the majestic and heaven-defying saint's power was extremely clear.
"Ancestor, it's the ancestor who's awake!" The monks from Yuandao Palace, Yuanyong Palace, and Jade Cauldron Immortal Sect burst into tears with excitement.
In fact, they only know that their ancestors are sleeping.
It may take thousands or tens of thousands of years to transmit any information.
As for the condition of their ancestors, and whether their immortal bodies were depleted while sleeping, they had no idea.
Now that the ancestor has awakened, it is naturally very exciting.
And it is enough to shock the world and let the world know the terrible background of their sect.
Illusory shadows emerged one after another, standing tall against the sky and the earth, disrupting the avenue. Each figure seemed to control the boundless principles of the Tao, just like the controller of the sun, moon and stars.
In addition, there are four paths of Yun Huan Ming, and the figure of the fifth path is belatedly arriving, manifesting the terrifying light of Buddha, illuminating the earth and sympathizing with all living beings.
And this fifth shadow is the clearest. You can vaguely see a Buddha with big ears and compassion, bathed in Buddha's light, chanting scriptures.
It is obviously an ancient Buddha.
"You damn bald donkey from Buddhism!" Lin Xi gritted his teeth, eyes almost bursting with fire.
At this moment, Buddhism actually intervened again.
Sure enough, there is also a sleeping ancient Buddha in Buddhism.
Naturally, these five shadows are not the real body, but the incarnation. They are just the breath that carries part of the will and power of the ancient saint, and are less than one percent of the power of the original deity.
But even so, it is still very terrifying.
Each of them can easily kill the peak half-saint.
All the monks began to tremble.
This scene is really unbelievable.
There have been no saints in the world for hundreds of thousands of years, but now six ancient saints suddenly appear. Is the fusion of the mortal world and the spiritual world really so serious?
"Amitabha, the spiritual world must not be in chaos, and please don't stop us from destroying the mortal world, otherwise a great disaster will befall us." The fifth Buddha figure spoke, and the sound was like a big bell, majestic and solemn.
Venerable Qinghu looked calm: "Since Buddhism has chosen to live in seclusion for so many years, it should remain in seclusion and stop dictating the affairs of the world."
"How dare you be arrogant even though your origin is incomplete! All saints are ants, including you." Yun Huanming shouted loudly, the sound was like thunder, tearing apart the sky and the sky.
Venerable Qinghu confronted him: "Stop pretending, do you really think anyone can support you? I will destroy your You Pavilion and kill all your disciples and grandchildren in a while."
The incarnation of the ancient saint of Yuandao Palace took a step forward, as if the whole sky was about to be crushed: "You can't go anywhere! Today, the mortal world must be shattered, and no one can stop it."
"Becoming a saint by controlling beasts is the inferior way. This is probably why I can avoid the eyes of heaven. I didn't expect that such a person who has been sleeping for many years is worthy of being my opponent." Another ancient saint spoke, his words full of contempt.
"Anyone who stops me will die!" The last ancient saint's breath was cold and his murderous intent was stern.
Most of them attained enlightenment during the most glorious period of ancient times.
Witnessed the changes of time and changes of heaven.
He has experienced the most terrifying turmoil and killings in ancient times, and even explored the ethereal fairyland.
Naturally, they are arrogant and arrogant, because there is really nothing worth caring about.
The incarnations of the five ancient saints stood together in the world, and the sense of oppression they brought was so terrifying that even a semi-saint monk felt as insignificant as a mortal facing the vast snow-capped mountains.
The monks in the mortal world were all covered in ice, as if they had fallen into the coldest ice cellar.