"Three thousand years ago, I gave up my butcher's knife and became a Buddhist, seeking a quiet place!"
"But I didn't expect that after three thousand years of Buddhist cultivation and reading Buddhist scriptures, I still haven't succeeded …"
"Well, well, maybe God doesn't want people like me to become a Buddhist, so I'll just abandon Buddhism and become a Devil. Hahahaha, everything is empty, it's all bullshit. Sex is not emptiness, and emptiness is not sex. The world has thousands of karmic cycles, and there will always be a blade to seize fate. Only the dead can cross to the other side, and only the sea of bitterness can grow golden lotuses. If I lose, I'll just be a dream, and if I win, I'll be blessed with great fortune …"
In the crazy scream, the place where the Chief Monk of the Spirited Mountain Temple was suppressed rumbled, as if there was an earthquake, and also as if there was a volcano brewing below. Streams of amazing divine power were pressing down, making people tremble subconsciously and stay away from it …
After being slapped down from the Ninth Heaven by the Powerful Divines of the Divine Clan, the giant hand that looked like a heavenly pillar had already retracted. At the same time, it moved a mountain and pressed it on top of the Chief Monk of the Spiritual Mountain Temple. The mountain was engraved with strange talismans, forming a sealing matrix that firmly sealed the Chief Monk of the Spiritual Mountain Temple, Master Spirit-slaughterer, in this area.
But at this moment, a violent force suddenly hit the mountain, as if a True Devil was about to break free.
"Chief Monk …"
In the distant Void, Master Wine and Meat and the other Arhats, who were rushing to rescue the juniors of the Great Snow Mountain and the Primeval Path, were all shocked. They looked back, and although they couldn't see the specific situation, they could feel the change of Qi activity. It was extremely shocking!
Around the mountain, the 18 Golden-bodied Arhats who were ready to rescue Master Spirit-slaughterer but were helpless were also shocked. After exchanging a glance, they suddenly sat cross-legged in the Void and began to chant sutras. Those sutras were not meant to enhance Master Spirit-slaughterer's Dharma power, but the Reincarnation Sutra, which had always been chanted for the dead to be reborn in paradise!
"The Butcher is going to be possessed by the Devil?"
Even Old Immortal Yuan, who was not far away, was extremely shocked when he saw this.
Ordinary people didn't know what was going on. Instead, they were excited to see that Master Spirit-slaughtering, who had been suppressed, was about to break free. However, they didn't know that Master Spirit-slaughtering's choice to be possessed by the devil was too great a loss. After the destruction of the Buddhism Sect, Master Spirit-slaughtering was the one who had the greatest hope of becoming a Buddha. He had been pursuing Buddhism for three thousand years because he had no choice but to become a Buddha. Because he had killed hundreds of lives, he was plagued with sins. The former Palace Master of Tianji Palace once said that he was destined to die miserably, unless he was willing to be an animal for hundreds of lives, waiting to be slaughtered by others, or destroy his own spirit and disappear from the world …
That was to say, Master Spirit-slaughterer was born with a hundred generations of sins to resolve!
Now, he had seen his hope. The real Arhat had been born and was cultivating in the Bi An Temple in the Pure Land. As the Master and guide of the Arhat, Master Spirit-slaughterer had accumulated great merits. When the Western Heaven Realm reopened, he would embark on the Path of Buddha and become one of the first people to enter the Western Heaven Realm. At that time, his sins would be resolved, and his three thousand years of cultivation would not be wasted!
But at this time, because of the arrival of the Divine Clan, the Master Spirit-slaughterer was enraged!
He gave up on cultivating the Buddha, and took the initiative to lead the sins of a hundred generations to cultivate the Devil, and set foot on a path of no return …
"Hahahahaha …"
In Zhu Xiu's astonishment, the mountain that had suppressed Master Spirit-slaughterer suddenly collapsed. The sky was filled with smoke, covering the whole area. Within a radius of a hundred miles, all the creatures were swept down by the terrible power, falling from the sky like fallen flowers. Even the eighteen Arhats who had stayed near the sacred mountain to recite the "Reincarnation Sutra" for him and turned into sins were among them!
"All the creatures in the world are sinful, and I slaughter them like dogs …"
Amidst the smoke, an extremely maniacal shout rang out. It was filled with terrifying evil intent.
Then, a gust of wind blew over and dispersed the smoke, revealing the appearance of Master Spirit-slaughterer of the Spiritual Mountain Temple. The monk had become neither human nor ghost. He was tall but pitch-black, like an iron tower. As he moved, the Devil Qi surged and rushed in all directions. There seemed to be a hell hidden in his eyes, from which countless wronged souls were trying to rush out. These wronged souls had obviously affected his mind, making him look a little crazy. His eerie eyes were filled with a frightening murderous intent!
"Kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill. My sins are already monstrous. Why should I be afraid of one more?"
"Hahahahaha …"
As he laughed, he fixed his eyes on a group of God Tribe creatures not far away from him. They were frightened and did not dare to rush forward. Without hesitation, he slapped them with his palm. The slap was like a demonic cloud falling. There were nearly a hundred God Tribe creatures, including some Human Tribe cultivators who were fighting fiercely with them. However, they were all smashed into meat paste by Master Spirit-slaughterer. Blood dripped from the sky like a rain of blood. The whole world seemed gloomy and gloomy.
Master Spirit-slaughterer became more and more excited. As he laughed, his eyes shone with a ferocious light. He waved his palm, and countless white bones flew out from the flesh and blood. They gathered in his hand and turned into a white bone saber, surrounded by countless wronged souls. The saber gave off a terrible aura. Then, he looked up at the Nine Heavens, stamped on the Void, and rushed up again …
"My old friend, it's all my fault. If I can do it again, I will definitely pass on the Immortal Sealing Art of the Yuan family to help you overcome this disaster!"
Immortal Yuan looked at Master Spirit-slaughterer from afar. His eyes were gloomy, and his heart was filled with endless regret.
The problem of Master Spirit-slaughterer was not unsolvable. The Immortal Sealing Art of the Yuan family could help him suppress his sins. Master Spirit-slaughterer had once asked the Yuan family for help, but the Immortal Sealing Art was one of the three Immortal Techniques of the Yuan family. How could they pass it on to him? It was exactly because of this that Master Spirit-slaughter was forced to embark on the path of seeking Buddhism. But now, as he watched Master Spirit-slaughter transform into a demon and soar into the heavens, Immortal Yuan began to feel regret. The sectarian bias of the Tian Yuan Continent had killed many prodigies …
But it was too late now. Master Spirit-slaughterer was different from others. Others cultivated demonic arts, but he cultivated demonic hearts. Once he became a demon, he would no longer be himself. He would only be the carrier of the sins of a hundred generations. After venting his resentment, it would be time for him to disappear!
"Stop him!"
"How can there be such a monster other than the Sages in the Tian Yuan Continent?"
"Don't let him get close to the Divine King …"
Shouts came from the Nine Heavens, followed by thunder and lightning. The war between the Gods had begun.
"I'll stop them. Leave now!"
Glancing up at the nine heavens, Old Immortal Yuan instantly retracted his gaze and coldly stared at the nine world lords from the Nine Heavenly Realms. After that, he violently attacked, fighting one against nine. At the same time, he turned around and roared. He actually wanted to take advantage of the chaos in the Nine Heavens to rescue Fang Xing and the other juniors. Such actions, such performance caused Fang Xing to be dumbfounded. He felt that this was a little foreign …
"They're different …"
Many people seemed to be different in the face of a disaster!
"Kill …"
The God race beings were enraged when they saw this. Some people led them and charged forward with a roar.
"Don't let them escape!"
The nine Realm Lords of the Small Immortal Realms shouted as well. They joined hands to attack Immortal Yuan, forcing him to retreat. Blood spurted out like a waterfall. Then, the nine Realm Lords of the Small Immortal Realms attacked desperately. They knew how important Fang Xing and the other two juniors were. If they couldn't kill them, Immortal King Wu Jian of the God race would definitely cause trouble for the Small Immortal Realms when he returned. At that time, no one in the 12 Small Immortal Realms would be able to stop him!
Boom!
The battlefield was in chaos again. Immortal Yuan was fighting against nine Realm Lords of the Small Immortal Realms. Even if he risked his life, he still couldn't stop them. He had entangled the nine Realm Lords of the Small Immortal Realms, so they couldn't go after Fang Xing and the other two juniors with all their strength. However, he couldn't defend against all their attacks. How many people down there could withstand the Tribulation? In addition, there were many powerful cultivators hiding among the God race beings. The battlefield was in chaos again. There were fights and killings everywhere. It was difficult to tell who was the enemy and who was the ally!
"I don't care. I'll kill one of them. Ahhh …"
Fang Xing couldn't tell which direction to go. He was less than 300 feet away from Bai Qianzhang, but he was soon scattered by the palm attack of the nine Realm Lords of the Small Immortal Realms. Moreover, he, Shao-situ, and Lv Fengxian were the main targets of the Realm Lords of the Small Immortal Realms, so they took most of the force of the attack. The Tribulation was so terrible that he was seriously injured. Even with the help of the Immortal Seeds, it was too late for him to recover. At this time, it was difficult to tell which direction to go, so he could only clench his teeth and fight with all his might.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Several powerful cultivators of the God race, including the Minotaur, fixed their eyes on him and rushed toward him. Facing such opponents, it was difficult for him to deal with them even when he was not injured, let alone now. In a short period of time, he was already in danger. He was seriously injured and on the verge of death. A sense of despair rose in his heart. His fists seemed to have become extremely heavy. He couldn't move them anymore, and he almost fell to the ground …
However, just as he was about to risk his life, there was a sudden chaos around him. Someone killed a path of blood and arrived in front of him. When their eyes met, they were stunned. The people who rushed out were the Great Elder of Fuyao Palace and a few Immortal Ladies of Yaochi. There were also several female disciples of Fuyao Palace beside them. When they saw Fang Xing, the surprise in their eyes faded and was replaced by disappointment. One of the female disciples even cried, "It's not … it's not Shao-situ …"
"It's this devil?"
The Great Elder was obviously a little surprised. He immediately wanted to retreat, but when he saw Fang Xing's seriously injured appearance, a complicated thought rose in his mind. After a short pause, he suddenly rushed forward and shouted, "Saving people is more important!"
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