Chapter 696: Smoke Disappears

Seeing the figure of this skinny old monk.

There was a hint of surprise on Laojun's face.

He stopped and no longer cared about the Nanji Immortal who was trapped in the Zhuxian Sword Formation.

Instead, he looked at the old monk and said slowly, "Looking at your appearance, you don't look murderous, nor do you have any good intentions. Are you obsessed? Have you killed all three corpses?"

"Amitabha."

The old monk slowly stood up, still with his hands clasped together.

He bowed to Laojun and said, "I have endured for a million years, and finally received the enlightenment of the Supreme Human Emperor. I was able to break free from this predicament."

"Enlightenment from the Human Emperor?"

Laojun's eyebrows twitched slightly, and he said with a hint of disbelief, "He enlightened you to kill the corpse? How could he enlighten you?"

The old monk sighed and said, "The Human Emperor's thoughts are clear and insightful. If he understands one Dharma, he understands all Dharmas. He spoke with me for only a moment, but he was able to point directly to my true heart, breaking through obstacles and eliminating karma. I will always remember this kindness. If you, Taoist brother, wish to shed your obsession, perhaps you can consult the Human Emperor. The Human Emperor will surely have an answer, and you, Taoist brother, will surely gain something."

Laojun's expression changed several times before finally returning to calm.

He looked at the old monk and said calmly, "It's easy to kill the three corpses, but it's hard to achieve the Dao. Even though you have killed the three corpses, I'm afraid you won't be able to achieve the Dao for countless years to come. Under the Heavenly Dao, the three corpses have already achieved the Dao, so how can you achieve it again? You have gone astray in your great path."

The old monk clasped his hands together and said with a smile, "There's no need for you to worry about this, Daoist friend. How could you possibly know if you, by forgetting the great path of love, have also gone astray?"

The old man just shook his head calmly and said calmly: "How can you know my way? Let me ask you, do you want to stop me?"

The old monk said, "You and I, on the other side of the city wall, can discuss the Dao here. Wouldn't that be a joy? Why should fellow Taoists add to our troubles?"

Upon hearing this, Laojun nodded and said, "Well, then I won't take action. I guess you, the Western Cult, have caused a terrible karmic retribution without even realizing it."

After saying this, he ignored the old monk and just stood there calmly, looking up at the sky.

The old monk did not take it seriously. If the three corpses had not been killed, the Western religion could still take cause and effect into consideration.

But now, the three corpses are being cut out...

In later times, that would be the time when the Journey to the West catastrophe began!

The two saints of the West, at the moment when Jie Yin beheaded the third corpse, were no weaker than the Three Pure Ones of your Taoism!

Especially your Taoist Three Pure Ones, they have already split!

In the vast world, Taoism dominates the southern continent and the eastern continent.

Western Buddhism can only be relegated to Xiniuhezhou.

Why?

In Dongsheng Shenzhou, Buddhism must have a place, or even half of the land!

But now, the catastrophe has just come earlier.

Western Buddhism must take over the Dongsheng Continent!

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Laojun was not allowed to go out here. He was stuck by the third corpse and had no choice but to watch the Immortal of the South Pole waiting to die in the Zhuxian Sword Formation.

Within the Zhu Xian Sword Formation, the void exploded into chaos, and endless Zhu Xian sword energy roared and raged.

This place has become a desolate place where no living creature is allowed to enter, and only saints are allowed to enter.

But I saw a red light rushing left and right, shuttling around in the chaotic sword energy.

It is the auspicious clouds of the heavens.

Within the celebratory clouds of the heavens, the longevity peach-shaped head of the Antarctic Immortal was covered in sweat, and his face gradually turned pale.

The terrifying sword energy all around was simply beyond words.

If he hadn't been protected by the auspicious clouds of the heavens, those sword energies would have torn him to pieces in just a few breaths.

And even the true spirit cannot transcend and is completely annihilated.

But now, even with the protection of the Zhutian Qingyun, the speed at which the Zhutian Qingyun consumes spiritual energy is simply astonishing!

That's a massive absorption at all times!

At this rate, he simply couldn't hold out for much longer.

"Antarctic old thief!"

"Thief!!"

"Today, I will use your flesh and blood, Nanji, to sacrifice to my eldest brother's true spirit!!"

Sanxiao's eyes were red, filled with hatred and anger.

They stared closely at Zhu Tian Qing Yun, mobilized a large amount of Zhu Xian sword energy, besieged Zhu Tian Qing Yun, and wanted to completely smash Zhu Tian Qing Yun.

However, the Zhutian Qingyun is ultimately a defensive treasure, which is transformed from the righteous energy in the chest of the great god Pangu.

In terms of defensive power alone, it is comparable to the Chaos Bell, the supreme treasure of Chaos.

Therefore, it is obviously impossible to smash it with the sword energy of Zhu Xian.

Even if the Zhu Xian sword energy was at its full power, it would be difficult to succeed.

However, no matter how powerful a defensive treasure is, it always needs mana to maintain it!

And this is the defensive limit of the magic weapon.

Just like the Chaos Bell, its defense is so strong.

However, under the self-destruction of the Ancestral Witch, Donghuang Taiyi's spiritual energy was briefly cut off, and he was knocked away and separated from Donghuang Taiyi.

This is the limit.

With such a limit, except for the boundless spiritual energy of the saints, which can be supplied endlessly, all other living beings will have it.

Therefore, it does not mean that an ordinary creature is invincible if he possesses a Chaos Treasure.

If there is not enough spiritual energy, it would be like a child swinging a sledgehammer. If he can't kill someone with one blow, he will just be exhausted and wait to die.

And now, the Immortal of the South Pole is facing this almost hopeless situation!

Crash! Crash!

The terrifying sword intent, murderous intention, and sword energy swept through the auspicious clouds of the heavens, making them concave and convex like cotton.

The face of the Antarctic Immortal inside became paler and paler, and his determined eyes gradually revealed doubt and fear!

He really couldn't find a way out!

"You bastard from Antarctica! Today I'll take your flesh and blood as a sacrifice to my elder brother's spirit!"

The roars of the Three Sky were also heard, it was a great rage that would not stop until death!

Upon hearing this, Nanji Xianweng sneered and said, "You are a bunch of beasts. Your death is not worth regretting. You want to kill me? Come on! My master will help me avenge him one day! You beasts will be reduced to ashes!"

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