The golden Buddha light was clear and bright, but for some reason there was a faint sense of fragmentation. In the depths of the Buddha light there was a hint of blood, which spread out, making the Buddha light unclear. The Tathagata of Infinite Life, Wisdom and Light rushed out in a hurry, running 30,000 miles in one breath. He saw the unconscious Emperor Zhuling of the South Pole, and then he stopped his body slightly.

He stood beside Emperor Zhuling, breathing heavily, his body shaking like a floating dandelion.

At this moment, the Buddha's light around the Longevity Buddha was shattered, and only the last brightest thread remained to connect him with the Southern Emperor of Longevity in the upper world. The rest of the countless causes and effects and connections had been severed by the Taoist who picked up a pen and dipped it in ink, turning the fate of the world into a sword. At this moment, some of them were floating down or flying around, which was extremely strange and terrifying.

Viewed from a distance, this longevity Buddha gives people the illusion that he is like an ant struggling out of the center of a spider web.

It has been entangled in spider silk for a long time.

Although he was free for a short time, his body was still entangled with countless spider silks and he could not get rid of it.

There was still the thickest and brightest silk thread left on the body of the Buddha of Longevity. Even though it was cut by the Taoist's sword, it was still extremely tough and had never been cut. The Buddha of Longevity did not know what his current posture was. He just gasped for breath, his face pale, and the scenes in his mind kept replaying everything he had seen and experienced before.

Why?!

Why is there such a change?!

At this moment, he was completely unable to imagine and understand the change in his fortune in that instant.

Although originally huge, it was loose, just like clouds. The human luck that would be naturally "knocked away" as long as the body moved forward seemed to turn into incomparably hard Nine-Day Mysterious Ice in an instant, smashing him out directly.

This change has far-reaching and serious implications. If it weren't for the fact that the Taoist's foundation was still insufficient and his background was not deep enough;

If it weren't for the divine will left by the Great Emperor of the South Pole, he would probably have perished on the spot.

Not bad, not bad.

"Thank goodness I managed to save this life."

"Fortunately, I still have some magical power, so I can send messages to many fellow practitioners."

At this moment, the divine will of the Great Emperor of Longevity of the South Pole was temporarily forced back by that sword.

The self-consciousness of the Buddha Amitabha, who is the incarnation of Buddhism, began to grow.

He had already caught a glimpse of something, as if he had seen the Buddhist Pure Land collapsing and turning into ashes burned by flames, as if he had seen countless monks falling down and dying, and he felt infinite anxiety in his heart.

"In the next era, I'm afraid that Taoism will flourish. This person must have received the true teachings of Taoism and recorded the rhyme of Taoism with some kind of spiritual patterns and turned it into text. He is thoroughly promoting and explaining the great Dao and spreading the Three Pure Ones' teachings throughout the world. Such an action has too much influence and is too much interference!"

"It's enough to suppress the fate of the world!"

"Even if the Buddha does not show up, he has done such great deeds as the creation of the world. He is almost unrivaled in ruling the world."

"If we Buddhists were to fight him in this state, we would undoubtedly be courting death."

"If Buddhism and Taoism fight each other, there will be no hope for life, no hope for life!"

"He needs to lie dormant and hide himself like he did in the past to accumulate strength. He will act according to the fortune and the general trend, but the general trend is not eternal. Fortunes rise and fall. When this era that belongs to him ends and the fortune of the world stabilizes, he will no longer have such an invincible charm. Only then will we have a chance."

"Retreat quickly, retreat quickly."

"We cannot let our lives die in vain. We cannot let our juniors and fellow practitioners die in vain. We cannot drag the common people and Buddhist disciples into this inevitable catastrophe."

He opened his mouth and coughed up blood, but the blood that fell was charred black and turned into ashes in the air and scattered - the charm of the Southern Emperor of Longevity was briefly forced back by the previous sword, so the fire injury that was suppressed by the Emperor of Longevity broke out again. Emperor Zhuling had reached the pinnacle in both spearmanship and fire magic.

Not only are his moves powerful, but the subsequent fire poison is also endless.

At this moment, the connection between the Tathagata of Infinite Life, Wisdom and Light and his true body, the Eternal Emperor, was cut off by 90%. He was self-aware and, regardless of his own injuries, he was anxiously worried about his fellow Buddhists who were gradually entering the vortex of the catastrophe. He hurried on his way, and the Buddha's light became as strong as before in a short period of time.

He could not bear to see the collapse of the Buddhist kingdom and the death of all the monks, so he completely disregarded his own life and was determined to bring the news back to avert this disaster.

His strength and cultivation are extremely close to the great level, and in Buddhism he even has supernatural powers like Mount Sumeru and mustard seeds.

Every step he took would cover a distance of ten thousand miles. Now, running fast, he had already covered countless tens of thousands of miles in the blink of an eye.

All I could see was the flowing lights all around me, the mountains and rivers flowing in the opposite direction, and the shadows becoming blurred lines. I had been running like crazy for a whole incense stick of time, and I could have reached the [end of the sky, corner of the sea] in the human world, but I still hadn't seen the Buddha's kingdom. My heart stagnated, and with this stagnation, all my previous thoughts dispersed.

He fell from the Buddha's light.

The monk's robe was stained with blood and his body was in a mess. When he looked around, he saw mountains and forests, which looked quite familiar. He also saw a figure lying on the ground. When he looked closely, he found that it was the Emperor Zhuling of Antarctica who was suppressed by the Emperor Changsheng of Antarctica through the air with his divine power.

The pupils of the Tathagata of Infinite Life, Wisdom and Light shrank slightly.

“How could it be!!”

After running at the maximum speed of his magical power for a whole incense stick of time, how come he came back again?!

The wind blew past, and Amitabha Buddha felt a chill on his back, as if he had noticed something or felt something. He suddenly raised his head and looked to the side, and saw a figure standing under the tree. He was wearing a green shirt, with his hands behind his back, and his black hair fell to his waist. Only his temples were pale, moving with the wind. All the colors around him suddenly became rich, and everything stood out.

The Buddha of Infinite Life, Wisdom and Light was stunned and dazed. He lowered his head and observed with his Dharma eye, and saw that the feng shui and terrain were constantly changing.

All things change, and life revolves.

In the Eight Trigrams of Qimen, I am the master.

This is no longer like Emperor Zhu Ling, who forcibly eroded the outside world with his own powerful cultivation and the great way of inner heaven and earth, but the whole world revolves around him. He deconstructs the [direction] of the entire world with the innate Bagua and the acquired Bagua, and then takes himself as the main body, mobilizes the direction, operates the Bagua, and reversely controls the outside world.

This body is here, which is the strange gate of all directions and the unity of yin and yang of the sixty-four hexagrams.

That is, one of the escapes!

The Tathagata of Infinite Life, Wisdom and Light suddenly became extremely depressed, as if he had stepped into an abyss. His heart was filled with emptiness and fear, and he murmured, "... Xihuang Tianzun Great Emperor."

Fuxi slowly turned sideways, with white hair falling from his temples, his eyes deep and calm, his aura calm yet seemingly omnipresent, completely different from how Qi Wuhuo and Xuan Du saw him. If the Fuxi that the two Taoists saw still had some human nature, good or bad, then what existed here at this moment was an existence in which absolute divinity overwhelmed humanity.

As his gaze fell, the entire world seemed to be suppressed. The Tathagata of Infinite Life, Wisdom and Light saw all living things rotating in unison, and gave himself a ruined fate. The old Buddha slowly lowered his head and saw the yin and yang rotating under his feet.

Tai Chi transforms into Yin and Yang, which activates the Eight Trigrams, changing Yin and Yang, and dividing them into sixteen Yin and Yang trigrams, a total of sixty-four trigrams.

Each hexagram has six lines, divided into 364 lines, which continue to spread outward, dismantling everything. Everything in the world seems to have turned into an abyss, swallowing him up. A trace of fear and a sense of absurdity appeared in the old Buddha's heart.

I was a puppet before, just a puppet, pushing the catastrophe forward;

And during a certain period of time, there is an opportunity to awaken to oneself, to understand one's mind and nature, and to know who one is.

But it will be erased.

As soon as you are born, you will face death.

I don't know why I was born, and I don't know why I died; although I have achieved Buddhist cultivation that is close to that of a great master, I am just a chess piece in the game between the two masters, just as if I was reincarnated in the past, traveled around the world, practiced Buddhism and became a monk, but everything is just false and has no meaning or value at all.

This absurd feeling made him laugh and cry, and he almost shed tears, and said: "I am controlled by the main body. What I have done has already triggered the catastrophe. I know that what I have done is already a big disaster. I only hope that Emperor Xi will give me three days to persuade the Buddha countries to retreat and stop the catastrophe of Buddhism."

"If the Queen Mother Nuwa were still alive, she would never want to see the people suffer. After this matter is settled, I will come here to commit suicide."

He didn't get an answer.

When he raised his head, a finger as white as jade appeared and lightly touched his forehead.

boom!!!

In an instant, the mind of Amitabha Tathagata went blank.

The self that had emerged earlier when Qi Wuhuo's sword cut off a ray of divine will that forced back the Great Emperor of Changsheng of the South Pole, the determination to reverse the catastrophe, and the compassion to save the lives of fellow monks and the common people, disappeared in this instant and were wiped out.

It is ridiculous, pathetic and laughable, just like a floating waft.

Yu has an overwhelming advantage over everything under his control.

The silk thread in the soul of Tathagata Amitabha that led to the thirty-three heavens was eroded.

Fuxi did not break the silk thread, but left his own mark.

Then he looked at the monk and with a change of mind, he broke all his limbs and chopped all his bones. His expression was calm as he crushed the monk's bones inch by inch, like crushing shortbread dried in the winter sun. Because of the calm expression on his face when he did this, it made his aura of boundless horror, oppression and tyranny even more so.

The old Buddha's eyes were blinded and bleeding from all seven orifices, but he still had a breath left. Fuxi grabbed his collar and threw him casually, smashing the extremely tragic old Buddha into the territory of the Western Paradise of Buddhism in a provocative manner.

He fell from the sky, his golden body shattered, his blood scattered under the Bodhi tree, burning like fire, his eyes were empty, and his body was shattered.

Many monks saw the miserable condition of the old Buddha.

His blood turned into blood-red flames in the air, and seemed to fall into the hearts of these young monks, setting off endless flames.

This added fuel to the fire of the Buddhist and Taoist disaster that might have been calming down.

Fuxi Emperor Xi's eyes were deep and indifferent.

His position has never been to pacify the catastrophe, but to rely on the catastrophe as fire to promote destiny. He has promised Queen Wa that he will not make many previous plans again, but that does not mean that Fuxi will sit idly by. He frowned as he looked at the Emperor Zhuling of the South Pole who was suppressed by the divine will of the Emperor Changsheng of the South Pole.

He casually stretched out his foot and slowly stepped on the body of Emperor Zhu Ling.

With a crisp sound of crackling, Emperor Zhuling was injured again. His injury was caused by the Buddhist method transformed by Emperor Xi. However, in the deepest part of this Buddhist method, he deliberately left a trace of the extremely weak method of Emperor Changsheng of the Antarctic.

It ensures that this guy will be seriously injured and angry, but it also ensures that this guy can just discover the clues of the Antarctic Immortal Emperor.

Then he lifted Zhu Ling's collar, locking this guy's foundation and vitality to prevent him from getting really hurt.

His eyes were deep, able to see through the deepest part of the cause and effect of qi, and he threw it directly.

The severely injured Emperor Zhuling of Antarctica was directly thrown by him to a node where [cause and effect] and [fate] intersected, and then Fuxi no longer cared about it. He only made sure that the place would be a very wonderful place of cause and effect and fate, but Fuxi didn't know what Emperor Zhuling would encounter or experience, and he didn't care.

Two spare pieces have been randomly placed.

The man in green shirt finished doing all this. He narrowed his eyes and the cruel and tyrannical aura on his body dissipated. He raised his head and looked at the clouds in the sky. His body was stained with blood, but the temperament he exuded at this moment was lonely and desolate.

Some are like children who deliberately do things extremely excessively, deliberately trying to attract attention, waiting for another gentle voice to stop them with anger. However, even though he has been so tyrannical, doing whatever he wants in heaven and on earth, that voice will never appear again.

Looking at the towering thirty-three-layer sky, he suddenly smiled decadently and self-deprecatingly. He swayed his body, leaned back, sat on the ground, leaned against the tree behind him, looked at the world and the cloud shadows in a daze.

…

Many things in the world were changing. The Great Emperor Changsheng of the South Pole was playing chess with the Supreme Lord of Thunder and Lightning in the Nine Heavens. He was already sure of victory and was about to place the last chess piece when he paused for a moment, sensing a sudden change in his luck. In an instant, his luck flowed like a wave, and the connection between him and the incarnation of Buddhism became blurred.

Then I found that there was only a trace of this connection left.

The Great Emperor of Longevity in the South Pole, who was originally in a relaxed and casual mood and was "playing around" with his juniors, paused for a moment in shock. He lowered his eyes and looked towards the human world below. He caught a glimpse of the Taoist's appearance and the changes in his luck, and immediately understood the reason for this manifestation of luck.

Establishing a new sect? !

Such a junior generation also wants to become a [ancestor]?

There were ripples in the eyes of the Southern Emperor of Immortality, and he said to himself:

"Qi Wuhuo..."

My love for you has changed your luck in the world, and you have already retreated from Buddhism. In the battle between Buddhism and Taoism, Taoism has won.

After that, the fortune of the world will be prosperous for 15,000 years. This junior will at least become a great master by then, and the opportunity for his own Buddhist incarnation to see through the great master will be taken away by this Taoist. All these things appeared in his heart. The Great Emperor Changsheng of the South Pole was naturally a little angry. If a junior disobeys himself, some elders will not care too much, but some will be quite angry.

He lowered his eyes, looked at the chess piece in his hand, and loosened his white fingers.

This chess piece fell from the palace of thirty-three heavens.

When it left the sky, it suddenly became extremely huge, like a huge mountain, immeasurably heavy and domineering, carrying with it a vast amount of primordial energy, bursting with thunder, moving along the Qi and following the cause and effect, and falling from the sky towards the direction where the Taoist was!

The Great Emperor of Longevity in the South Pole sighed in astonishment:

"Ah, I accidentally dropped a chess piece into the human world."

???!

The immortals were all shocked and looked at each other sideways. They all knew that with the strength and means of the Southern Emperor of Immortality, how could he possibly let go of the chess piece when he was about to win?

But even if they knew, they didn't dare to say anything.

I just sighed in my heart, wondering who else is going to be unlucky.

Under Yu Qing, we are all ants.

Dare to think but not to speak!

The Great Emperor of Longevity of the South Pole also knew all of this, and he said this just to give the immortals some face.

So the group of immortals just looked at the chess piece falling with complicated expressions. It had turned into a great magical power, majestic and domineering, and smashed down below.

At this moment, a ray of starlight suddenly flashed, and the chess piece was shattered in an instant. Moreover, it was shattered in a very rude way, in front of the South Pole Emperor Changsheng and the group of immortals!

The burst of lightning caused the Emperor of Longevity in the South Pole to pause smiling. He raised his eyes and looked towards the far north with a deep look in his eyes.

The group of immortals were silent and looked towards the north at this moment.

The only one who can intercept Yu is Yu!

The one who suddenly took action to intercept the Emperor Changsheng of the South Pole was undoubtedly the Emperor Ziwei of the North Pole.

This is……

What happened in the human world before?!

Who is the Southern Emperor of Immortality going to attack? !

Who else could have gotten the Northern Ziwei Emperor to protect him? !

What's happening?

It seems to have risen to the level of a fight between two emperors?

They all keenly felt that something big was about to happen, and for a moment they looked at each other, with all kinds of thoughts and countless curiosities in their minds, but they didn't dare to make a sound.

…

Under the North Pole Purple Palace, where the stars are, the immortals were playing the game of pitching pots with starlight as arrows. They were having a great time when they found a stream of light suddenly burst out. It did not enter the pot formed by three stars, but shot up into the sky and pierced through the sky. The immortals were stunned. The star official in charge of the Doubu couldn't help laughing and said:

“Haha! It’s out, it’s out!”

"You've gone too far. Come on, admit defeat! Admit defeat!"

But when he was laughing, he suddenly found that the surroundings were so quiet that it was almost weird. He turned around and saw Beiji Ziwei Emperor holding an arrow and playing the game of tossing a pot.

The Broom Star Official, who was originally laughing at your failure, suddenly seemed to have his throat blocked and could not speak.

The Emperor of Ziwei of the North Pole looked deeply at Changshengtian of the South Pole. He made a move but was still relatively restrained.

Beidi casually put down the arrow in his hand, took some money from the Emperor of Heaven, and scattered it on the table. Then he said, "Let's play for a while," and turned to leave. Only Zuofu and Youbi Xingjun knew that Beidi seemed quite happy, so he said goodbye to his colleagues, followed the Emperor, and lagged behind him by half a body length, saying:

"The Emperor seems to be in a good mood today?"

The Great Emperor of North Pole Ziwei said, "Yes."

"I wonder what could have caused the Emperor to be like this?"

The Northern Emperor looked towards the south, and also at the changes in the destiny of the world. His expression seemed to have eased a lot, and then he made an evaluation of the events and participants in this destiny battle. There was no special description, and he did not express any pride or praise.

Just casually, calmly said:

"The children are the ones who destroyed the thieves."

The Zuo Fu and You Bi star gods looked at each other, both with expressions of slight surprise.

Children?

If this sentence is translated, it can almost be said to be - the kid in my family.

who?

Such an intimate recognition?

Nowadays, most of the descendants of Emperor Beiji Ziwei are women. It's strange. If you calculate, can those who are not of the right age and are not in heaven be called like this?

Beidi spoke in a flat tone, while Nanji just smiled as usual.

However, the immortals who were watching this scene all had a mysterious feeling -

The situation is changing subtly.

The two of them took action.

This time, it was not a check and balance between the North and South Poles as in the past, but it also involved the human world, other people, the dispute between Buddhism and Taoism and the destiny of the human world, like a huge whirlpool.

The situation, which had only been stabilized for a year, seemed to be changing again.

And at this time.

The Three Pure Ones also saw what their disciples did.