at the same time.
Xiniu Hezhou, above the ruins of Lingshan.
The three supreme Buddhists who had just escaped had no time to catch their breath.
suddenly.
The bodies of the three people shook violently, and they all spat out a mouthful of golden Buddha blood.
They could clearly feel that the already shaky fortune of Buddhism had dropped drastically again at this moment.
"Golden Lotus of Merit!" Duobao Tathagata suddenly raised his head, his eyes bloodshot, and said in disbelief, "The origin of the Golden Lotus of Merit, the most precious treasure of our Buddhist sect... has disappeared!"
When Ran Deng and Maitreya also heard the news, they both looked as pale as death, as if they had been struck by lightning.
If Lingshan was destroyed, it only damaged their foundation.
Then, the theft of the Golden Lotus of Merit would be like cutting off the firewood from under their feet, threatening their lives!
Without the suppression of this precious treasure, the infinite cause and effect and karma accumulated by Buddhism over the years will completely explode.
"Who is it! Who is it?"
Duobao Tathagata roared towards the sky, his voice was shrill and he looked like a madman.
…
Inside the Great Qin Heavenly Palace.
Zhao Feng looked at the five lotus platforms and felt excited.
These five lotus platforms were originally transformed from the five lotus seeds of the thirty-sixth-grade Chaos Green Lotus. If they could be combined into one and the power of the Qiankun Cauldron could be used to reverse the innate nature, perhaps the legendary Chaos Spirit Treasure, the thirty-sixth-grade Chaos Green Lotus, could be recreated!
That is a supreme treasure on the same level as Pangu Axe and the Jade Disc of Creation!
He suppressed the urge to retreat immediately and turned his attention to the remaining nine seventh-level treasure chests.
"Go on, open the seventh-level treasure chest."
[Ding! Opening the seventh-level treasure chest...]
[Congratulations to the host for obtaining the innate killing treasure, the God-killing Spear! ]
Buzz!
The moment the order was given, an ancient spear, completely black and filled with an endless aura of destruction and killing, suddenly appeared in the hall.
The moment it appeared, the temperature of the entire hall seemed to drop by dozens of degrees.
A pure murderous intent originating from the origin of the Great Dao spread out.
Inside the main hall.
Whether it was the Three Emperors and Zhen Yuanzi who were discussing Taoism, or Ying Zheng and Xuanyuan who were discussing the war, they all stopped what they were doing and turned their eyes to the spear.
"Such a strong murderous aura!"
Emperor Xuanyuan Huangdi pressed the Xuanyuan Sword with his hand, and the sword body actually made a slight buzzing sound.
The Bagua diagram spun wildly in Fuxi's eyes, and he couldn't help but exclaim, "This treasure... this treasure is the companion treasure of the Demon Ancestor Luohou, the God-Slaying Spear! It is said that this spear is specifically designed to injure the soul, killing people without any cause and effect. It is the most powerful killing weapon in the prehistoric world! This murderous weapon has appeared in the world?"
When everyone heard this, they all looked at it carefully.
This gun has a really bad reputation.
During the first catastrophe of the ancient Dragon and Han Dynasty, the Demon Ancestor Luohou held this spear and fought against the four ancestors Hongjun, Yangmei, Yinyang, and Qiankun, and finally detonated the western earth veins. If it were not for the intervention of Hongjun Daozu, the entire western part of the prehistoric world would have turned into a desolate place.
Zhao Feng reached out and grasped the cold gun.
In an instant.
A violent, bloodthirsty, and destructive will flowed madly into his sea of consciousness along the gun.
It seemed to completely devour his mind and turn him into a demon who only knew how to kill.
However.
Zhao Feng's soul has long been integrated with the chaotic Taoist body and is indestructible.
He just snorted coldly, and the chaotic magic power in his body began to circulate, easily suppressing and destroying that will.
The God-killing Spear let out an unwilling wail, but finally surrendered completely. Zhao Feng put away the God-killing Spear and continued to open the treasure chest.
"continue."
[Ding! Opening the seventh-level treasure chest...]
[Congratulations to the host for obtaining Chaos-grade refining materials, Chaos Ore! ]
A fist-sized, gray stone with no apparent special features was quietly suspended in front of Zhao Feng.
"Chaos Stone!" Fuxi exclaimed again, "This... this is the legendary supreme divine material that can be used to refine Chaos Spirit Treasures! It can only be created when Chaos has not yet opened and Heaven and Earth have not yet been separated!"
Zhen Yuanzi also took a breath of cold air.
He had lived for countless eons, but had only seen records about this thing in the oldest books.
Zhao Feng held the Chaos Stone in his palm, feeling the most primitive and purest power of Chaos Origin within it, and he already had a plan in mind.
He put away the Chaos Stone and continued to open the remaining treasure chests.
…
The items opened from the remaining seven treasure chests were equally earth-shattering.
Zhao Feng looked at the dazzling array of harvests before him, and immediately walked up to Ying Zheng and said, "Father, I am going to retreat for a while."
Ying Zheng didn't ask why, but simply asked, "How long will it take?"
Although Daqin has overcome the difficulties, it is also the time to use people.
Zhao Feng pondered for a moment and said, "I don't know the exact time, but this retreat is of great importance and I have no choice but to do it."
…
Time flies, the years pass by like a shuttle.
Nearly ten years have passed since the Battle of Xianyang.
During these ten years, the three realms have become peaceful.
The Heavenly Palace is closed.
Buddhism has disappeared, as if it has completely evaporated from this world.
However, beneath the calm surface, there are turbulent undercurrents.
The evil spirit that permeated the world did not dissipate with the end of the war, but became even more intense.
Countless demon cultivators with low cultivation and weak faith in Taoism had their minds eroded by the calamity energy.
Becoming more and more crazy and bloodthirsty.
The journey westward became increasingly difficult.
A team escorted by the Qin Iron Guards was traveling at the border between Nanzhanbuzhou and Xiniuhezhou.
The leader was none other than Master Xuanzang and his disciples, who followed the orders of Emperor Ying Zheng to travel west to seek the "true scriptures".
They have been fighting every day over the years.
The demons that were attracted by the calamity energy attacked them one after another like crazy.
Countless demons have died at their hands.
Suddenly, Xuanzang pulled the reins of his horse, frowned and looked forward.
I saw the distant sky covered by a thick black cloud that could not be dissolved.
In the black cloud, resentment, evil spirit, and demonic spirit mixed together and rose into the sky, causing the wind and clouds to change color, and even the sunlight could not penetrate.
As the team got closer, the disgusting smell of blood and decay became stronger.
Not long.
The scene of this mountain range appeared completely in front of the master and his disciples.
Just one look was enough to shock them all.
Even though they had slain demons and monsters along the way, they had never seen such a horrifying scene.
There are no mountains or rivers, no grass or trees.
What we have are just huge mountains made of piles of white bones.
A river formed by sticky blood flows slowly between the mountains of bones, and countless incomplete limbs float on the surface of the river.
Skulls are mountains, bones are forests.
Countless human skulls were strung together and hung on dead tree trunks, acting as wind chimes and making a terrifying "clicking" sound.
Here, at least tens of millions, or even hundreds of millions of human beings were treated as food and cruelly devoured.
Xuanzang was trembling all over, his expression distorted by extreme anger.
He dismounted and staggered to the mountain of bones. He reached out his trembling hands and picked up a child's skull. "Amitabha..."
His eyes were red and filled with murderous intent.
Right at this moment.
Three extremely powerful demonic auras erupted from the depths of the White Bone Mountain.
"Xuanzang, you are finally here. You have kept me waiting for so long!"
Accompanied by arrogant laughter, the three demon kings rose into the sky from the cave and landed in front of Qin Seng and his disciples.
Leading the group was a golden-winged Roc. Demonic energy was seething all over his body, and his aura was so strong that it had apparently reached the peak of the Golden Immortal.
On his left and right were a green-haired lion monster and a white elephant spirit, both of whom had the cultivation level of Daluo Jinxian.
The Golden-Winged Dapeng glanced at Xuanzang and licked his lips greedily, "What a tender monk! After eating you, my cultivation will surely be able to advance further, maybe even break through to Quasi-Sainthood!"
"Third brother, why waste time talking to him! Just catch him and eat him!" The green-haired lion monster could no longer hold back and opened its bloody mouth, ready to swallow Xuanzang in one gulp.
"court death!"
Sun Wukong roared angrily, and the golden cudgel in his hand swelled up in the wind, turning into a giant pillar that supported the sky and smashed down fiercely.
"Good to see you! Let me meet Bi Ma Wen!"
The golden-winged Roc laughed wildly, without dodging or evading, and raised the Fang Tian Hua Ji in his hand to block Sun Wukong's golden cudgel.
Immediately following.
His body flashed and turned into a golden lightning, and he appeared in front of Sun Wukong in an instant. He swung the Fang Tian Hua Ji in his hand and chopped it down, aiming directly at Sun Wukong's head.
Sun Wukong did not dare to delay, he drew back his golden cudgel and swept out.
clang!
The sound of metal clashing resounded through the sky.
Sparks flew everywhere, and the terrifying energy aftermath shook the Bone Mountain below into pieces.
The figures of Sun Wukong and the Golden-Winged Dapeng were so fast in the air that only two blurry afterimages remained.
Every collision causes the void to vibrate and the laws to wail.
The two of them fought on equal terms, and neither could do anything to the other.
Upon seeing this, Zhu Bajie and Monk Sha also attacked together and faced the green-haired lion monster and the white elephant monster.
For a while.
Above this hell of bones, demonic energy and divine light intertwined, causing the sky to darken and the earth to become chaotic.
Xuanzang stood in front of the mountain of bones and did not retreat.
He just quietly looked at the three demon kings who fed on hundreds of millions of human beings, raised his hand, and a dark jade talisman quietly shattered in his palm.
…
Just when Sun Wukong and the Golden-Winged Roc were fighting to a standstill.
This world shrouded in demonic energy, the space above it was torn apart by an unrivaled iron-blooded evil spirit.
There are no doors, no cracks.
The entire sky, like a scroll, was torn apart by a brutal and domineering force.
Immediately following.
Armies clad in black armor and as silent as mountains stepped out from behind the torn space.
Their steps were perfectly matched, and each step shook the earth. The iron-blooded murderous aura of a million people surged into the sky, instantly scattering the demonic clouds that filled the sky.
Two huge military formations slowly unfolded in the void.
Leading the way were three tall and majestic figures wearing handsome armor and with an aura as powerful as the deep sea.
General, Wang Jian!
General, Meng Tian!
General, Wang Ben!
The three martial arts emperors are here in person!
Wang Jian's gaze slowly swept across the Shura field below, which was made up of the corpses of hundreds of millions of human beings, and his heart was filled with anger.
Meng Tian and Wang Ben behind him also clenched their fists, with murderous aura boiling around them.
The eyes of millions of Qin warriors were all bloodshot.
They have fought all their lives and have seen more dead people than living people.
But the horrific scene before their eyes of humans being kept in captivity and eaten like livestock still shocked their minds like never before.
"Monster!" Wang Jian roared, "You must be executed!"
"Pass on my military orders!"
"This place is thousands of miles away, and all the demons will not be spared!"
"kill!"
"wind!"
"wind!"
"Strong wind!"
The roar of war, like a tsunami, converged into a torrent of will to destroy everything.
Millions of Qin warriors are on the move.
Those demons whose minds were eroded by the evil spirit and who were fearless of death were as fragile as grass under the iron hoofs of the Qin army.
Rows of spears were thrust out in unison, piercing the bodies of thousands of demons.
Meng Tian held a long spear in his hand and swept it out. Wherever the spear passed, a mountain of bones and tens of thousands of demons on it were all turned into dust.
Wang Ben was even more direct.
He activated his martial arts form, and a ten-thousand-foot-tall war giant rose from the ground. When he stepped down, the earth shook, and countless demons were crushed into meat paste.
It was a complete massacre.
The other side.
The Golden-winged Dapeng, who was currently engaged in a fierce battle with Sun Wukong, sensed the overwhelming killing aura and was horrified. "Oh no! It's the Qin army!"
He could never have imagined that the Qin army would come so quickly and in so many numbers!
He didn't dare to fight anymore. He flapped his wings and turned into golden light to escape.
But it's too late.
Wang Jian's figure had already appeared before him silently. "Can you escape from me?"
He looked indifferent and just extended a hand.
That hand seemed ordinary, but the moment it was stretched out, it seemed to transform into a world, covering the entire space and time.
The Golden-Winged Roc only felt that the space around him became extremely sticky, as if he was stuck in a quagmire. No matter how he struggled, he could not move at all.
His speed, which he was proud of, became a joke in the face of absolute power.
"No!"
The golden-winged Roc let out an unwilling cry.
Wang Jian's hand gently fell on his neck and squeezed it.
Snap!
The hard neck bones of the golden-winged Roc broke with a sound.
The powerful force instantly destroyed his demon pill and sealed all his magic power.
Wang Jian casually picked up the demon king, who had left a terrible reputation on the journey to the West, as if he were catching a chicken.
The other two demon kings were also easily suppressed by Meng Tian and Wang Ben.
Boom!
Just when the Golden-Winged Roc was suppressed, a violent tremor suddenly came from the deepest part of the Lingshan ruins in Xiniu Hezhou.
A colorful divine light shot up into the sky, tearing the seal of Buddhism, penetrating endless time and space, and instantly descended on the battlefield.
The divine light seemed to contain the original power of the five elements of gold, wood, water, fire and earth between heaven and earth. With a swish, it wiped out Wang Jian's spear, which was condensed by evil spirit, without a trace.
Immediately following.
A proud and elegant figure slowly walked out from the five-colored divine light.
The person who came was wearing a gorgeous multicolored feather robe, with a handsome and enchanting face, and in his eyes, there was an arrogance that looked down on the three realms.
It was the Peacock King Bodhisattva, Kong Xuan!
...(End of this chapter)
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