Chapter 639: Try to kill me

Two balls of light, one black and one gold, escaped from the depths of the outer dimension under the pull of the aspiration force of the World-Destroying Grinder.

As they moved, they collided madly, and the horrific aftermath messed up the dimensional space like a tangled mess.

Snap!

As if sensing that the black and red vortex was not easy to deal with, the two balls of light paused slightly, and with the help of the force of collision and impact, they broke free from the shackles of the sucking force, shattered the boundary wall from the side, and returned to the dimensional space of the real world.

Roar, roar, roar! The violent roar was not like a human voice. The extremely strong murderous intent and evil resentment made many masters frown and their eyes flash with displeasure.

"Amitabha!"

"Demon, surrender, follow me to Mount Xumi, eat vegetarian food and chant Buddhist scriptures to wash away this endless murderous thought."

The Buddha Shakyamuni put his hands together, and in the boundless golden Buddha light behind his head, there were countless Buddha kingdoms in the cycle of birth and death. At the highest point, there was a towering mountain, and below it, countless phantoms were paying homage.

"Hahaha! Old bald donkey, are you trying to say that if you put down your butcher knife, you will become a Buddha right away?"

"ridiculous!"

"I'm afraid that if I go to Mount Xumi, all your disciples will be slaughtered!"

Before breaking through the tenth realm, he had forcibly absorbed the ferocity of the ghost, and his state became increasingly unstable, even gradually losing his human appearance. His body, surrounded by black mist, revealed some alien features, and his black and white eyes were terrifyingly cold, as if he had been stripped of all emotions.

"What a sin! What a sin!"

"Since the donor is so stubborn and willing to be a demon, then for the sake of all living beings, I have no choice but to raise my butcher knife."

After saying this, Sakyamuni Buddha looked solemn. He stretched out his hand and grasped a sword surrounded by golden flames. Before he chopped it down, the black mist surrounding the fierce beast disappeared into nothingness with a hiss.

Obviously, this sword has a strong restraint on things on the evil and dark side.

"Killing is to protect life, and killing karma is not killing people."

The Buddha Shakyamuni glared with his eyes, like an angry Vajra Buddha, and the murderous intent that burst out was extremely terrifying. It was hard to believe that he was still the kind-looking old monk.

"Killing lives and cutting karma——"

Roar! The sword hummed loudly, and the golden flames of the sword were endless, filling the dimensional space. Anyone who had evil thoughts in their hearts would feel their internal organs burn, and blazing fire would burst out of their seven orifices.

Roar, roar, roar!!

He roared fiercely towards the sky, sensing a strong crisis in this knife. The fangs in his mouth grew rapidly, and an extremely ferocious beast shadow totem emerged behind him, with black and white death light in his eyes, shining brightly.

"Xiao Senior, why did you become like this?"

Bai Donglin frowned, anger flashed in his eyes. Xiong had helped him a lot, and he still owed Bai Ya a favor, whether it was helping him escape from the Burial Domain or giving him the Extreme Dao Ancestor Order to resolve Moro's trap. How could he not repay it? Even now, he still called Xue Tu a senior, a large part of the reason was because they were from the same lineage as the Bell Keeper.

Now someone is bullying the fierce one, isn't this a slap in his face?

"snort!"

Thinking of this, Bai Donglin's expression became even colder, and his emotions fluctuated, and his aura also changed.

"Meow?"

Bing Miao trembled all over and couldn't help shrinking into Bai Donglin's arms. Meow~ Who made Lord Bai angry? Meow, someone is going to be in trouble...

Ding! The golden light dissipated, the golden flames died out, and the imagined demon surrendering its head did not appear. The terrifying knife was blocked by a slender finger.

"you……"

Snap!

The Buddha Shakyamuni looked at Bai Donglin and was about to say something, but his expression suddenly changed and he quickly let go. The sword surrounded by golden flames shattered in an instant, and the terrifying aftermath spread out, creating countless scarlet cracks in the depths of the dimensional space.

"You what?"

Bai Donglin moved his raised index finger and used his flesh and blood body to block the powerful "Karma of Killing", without even leaving a trace.

"Old monk, you vegetarians who chant the Buddha's name, do you all like to slay demons and monsters?"

"I am not talented, and my hands are stained with a lot of blood. How about killing me and giving it a try?"

boom--

Bai Donglin released his breath suppression, his eyes were cold and indifferent, with endless scarlet murderous intent, and a sea of ​​blood with no visible boundaries extended behind him. This was a sea of ​​killing formed by the blood of countless living beings.

More fierce than the bloody massacre! More fierce than the fierceness!

"hiss--"

“So terrifying!!”

"Inhuman!"

Many overlords widened their eyes and involuntarily retreated a few steps. They were surprised that Bai Donglin could block the attack of Sakyamuni Buddha with just one finger, and they were also shocked by the murderous and destructive intent that Bai Donglin burst out.

A sea of ​​blood of this quality could not be condensed simply by the number of lives killed.

Just like, can the evil energy brought by stepping on an ant to death be the same as that brought by killing a person?

Sometimes even greater quantities cannot achieve qualitative change.

The same applies to cultivators. If it is just a comparison of the number of lives killed, any strong man in the Tenth Realm can expand this number infinitely as long as he is willing to do it.

But no matter how many mortal creatures and low-level cultivators he killed, how many of them would be enough to match a tenth-level cultivator? Bai Donglin killed hundreds of tenth-level cultivators on the endless battlefield. Each of them was supreme and terrifying, ruling over countless sentient beings. The bloody sea of ​​killing that was condensed was simply unheard of and unseen.

The eyes of Ziwei Taoist Master trembled slightly, and all his attention was focused on Bai Donglin. His expression was solemn, which was many times stronger than when he faced the Lord of All Saints.

Ever since Bai Donglin showed up and knocked Zixiao Palace away with one punch, most of his attention had been on Bai Donglin, even when he was fighting with the Lord of All Saints.

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This was a man whom he couldn't see through.

"Amitabha!"

"Donor, you have such a murderous aura! Donor, he is not of my race, so his heart must be different. This demon is not of the human race, so he is naturally different from you..."

The Buddha Shakyamuni put his hands together, chanted the Buddha's name, and looked at Bai Donglin with a complicated look. He seemed to see the invincible shadow of the Emperor of Purple Star in the other person.

"Tsk, you are not that pedantic as a monk."

Bai Donglin was slightly surprised to hear these somewhat hypocritical words, and instead felt that this Sakyamuni Buddha was not so annoying anymore.

It is true, the killing is severe, but it also depends on who is killed.

Bai Donglin is a human, so this sea of ​​blood must be made up of the blood of demons and other races. How can it be called a demon?

He is obviously a great hero of the human race! "Let's be fair, you slashed me with your sword, so you should take my sword."

"Whether you can survive depends on your own ability."

Bai Donglin raised the corner of his mouth, raised his palm as if it were a knife, and gently chopped towards the center of the eyebrows of Sakyamuni Buddha.

Slow! A very slow cut!

Faced with this weak and powerless blow, Shakyamuni Buddha felt his scalp tingling, his eyes widened, his pupils shrank and disappeared, and his eyes turned pure white. Unprecedented terror and crisis filled his mind inside and out.

You can't take this knife head-on! Otherwise, I'm afraid you will die here.

"Six feet long indestructible golden body!"

"Twelve-level golden lotus!"

"Maka Infinite Light! Infinite Life! Infinite Buddha——"

Clang! Boom! Boom!

A golden light flashed across the sky, and as far as the eye could see, the dimensional space was cut in half. In the vast scarlet ravine, countless dimensional storms were constantly born and destroyed.

Snap!

In the dazzling Buddha's light, the Buddha Shakyamuni, who seemed to be made of colored glaze, froze in place. A crack appeared between his eyebrows, and his hands, which were tightly pressed together, separated. The golden body of the Buddha was cut in half.

"Huh?"

"Old monk, it's quite interesting, not bad."

There was a flash of surprise in Bai Donglin's eyes, but he did not continue to attack. He put down his hand and gently stroked the ice cat in his arms.

"Meow~Hoo~"

His gaze shifted slightly and looked towards the Taoist Master Ziwei in the distance.

When their eyes met, both heaven and earth were silent.

(End of this chapter)