"A just cause enjoys much support, while an unjust cause finds little support!"
"I am the Tao!"
Mengqi's voice was like thunder, resounding in the heart of the Nether Emperor, shaking his Primordial Spirit and mind. Within his senses, Mr. Lu, an Earth Fairy with legendary characteristics, and Su Wuming, a Man Fairy, were attacking the slough of the Heart Saint; Yun He, the Immortal of Yang God, relied on the Shang Qing Immortal Talisman of Mixed Elements to set up the Thousand Nature Immortal Formation, firmly trapping the heavily injured North Pole Dragon; several eminent monks of Shaolin Temple formed the Small Womb Realm, operating the Buddha's relics and treasures, reciting the merciful scriptures of salvation. Golden swastikas appeared in layers of glazed light, flying to the congenital corpse of god, surrounding it and releasing it from purgatory.
There were so many superior people, almost half of the world's strength!
The Nether Emperor deeply felt what it meant to be shaken by the wind and rain, what the wheel of history was rolling, crushing all obstacles, and what a just cause enjoys much support, while an unjust cause finds little support!
At this moment, although the manifested bodies of the two sides were not much different, the Nether Emperor had a feeling that he was extremely small in front of the Frenzied Blade. It seemed that he was the Tao and the wheel of history. He had a lot of help, rolling forward and crushing the unyielding!
In the entanglement of Qi, his momentum weakened. Mengqi immediately sensed it, following the Qi, he chopped with the long blade in his hand.
This strike was like a rising sun that illuminated the Ghost Domain until it was as bright as day, and it melted the aura of time and death. The high temperature distorted one's line of sight, the heaviness bent the void, and the flowing gold and flames burned the enemy to ashes!
"Take my blade!"
Meng Qi bellowed. Thunder Roar resounded again and was instantly heard.
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In the Ancient Tomb Realm, there were four battlefields, each far away from each other, and only the aftermath was surging.
The North Pole Dragon's body was almost cut into two pieces by Su Wuming's legendary sword. Green dragon blood spilled in the sky like a rainstorm, with dark and twisted strange corpse worms inside. They were extremely difficult to kill. Once possessed, a living person would immediately become a dead body to feed them. These were the evil creatures of the Nine Serenities that only Dharmakaya corpses could breed!
On the other hand, the Nature Sect had been passed down since ancient times. Many of their predecessors had even fought against the Evil Gods and Devils of the Nine Nether. The ancient books and records left behind were very detailed. Yun He was not flustered in the face of the Northern Dragon and the Nether Corpse Venomous Insect. Chaotic characters flew out from the Primordial Purity Talisman one after another.
With a sizzling sound, the dragon blood suddenly ignited. First, it was the part that was sprinkled in the air, and then the part inside the True Dragon's corpse also ignited, burning the dragon corpse and burning the corpse worms. The flames were dark green at first, but gradually turned golden.
This was a Celestial Technique that manipulated blood. As long as the other party was injured, it would be effective without any physical contact. With this and Su Wuming's previous efforts, Yun He was confident that he could control the Northern Dragon's corpse if given enough time.
Around the congenital corpse of god, swastikas were circling. They were golden and clear, and each of them seemed to have a compassionate Bodhisattva sitting in it. They were silent and meditating, chanting solemn and sacred scriptures over and over again. They were not synchronized, but overlapped with each other, and finally converged into a maxim,
"If hell is not empty, I will not become a Buddha. Only when all living beings are saved can I achieve Bodhi!"
Ah! The congenital corpse of god covered his ears and howled in pain. The divine power of the fake Acheron dissipated unknowingly. He tried to fly to Xuan Bei and others, but the golden swastikas and the Ksitigarbha Bodhisattvas in the sky connected into talismans and sealed his body. They formed a yellow shackle, wrapping him in layers. It took a lot of time for him to move forward. There was even a black gas coming out of his body and dissipating in the air.
In this way, although the congenital corpse of god still had the upper hand because of his strong body, he could not get rid of the influence of the Ksitigarbha Transgression Script in a short time. It might take him dozens of breaths to break free or attack Xuan Bei and others.
The slough of the Heart Saint slowly stood up from the coffin. There seemed to be a world hidden in his eyes. There were flowers blooming and dying, and countless figures doing different actions. Some were meditating, some were looking up at the sky, and some were holding scrolls. There was not a bit of humanity in them.
At this moment, a sword light was like a rainbow flying in the sky. It was pure, bright, and beautiful. The sword will condensed into one. Before it reached, it had already captured the mind.
Su Wuming knew that the biggest weakness of zombies and ghosts was their intelligence and soul. So he raised his hand and used the Anatta Sword to interrogate the enemy and himself!
The Heart Saint stood in the coffin and looked up. His mouth was slightly open. There was a sigh in the void.
"There is no good and no evil body. There are good and evil actions. To know good and evil is conscience. To do good and to get rid of evil is to investigate things."
To do good and get rid of evil is to investigate things. The killing sword is evil and should be removed!
The surrounding void suddenly became blurry. The Heart Saint did not make a move. Su Wuming's sword light was like a meteorite passing through the Astral Wind. It kept rubbing and burning. After giving out the most beautiful and brilliant light, it disappeared.
On top of the mountain, there was an illusory long river flowing in Han Guang's eyes. He saw the situation in the ancient tomb world through the broken big formation. He sighed. "The Heart Saint is really close to the legend. His words are followed by the law."
He used his own Interior World to transform into a cave or a world as the source to reflect the outside world.
What if heaven and earth were in conflict with him? He could change heaven and earth. His words were followed by the law. His actions were the rules!
Normally, in the Legendary Realm, the range of influence of this reflection was limited. However, if one relied on the Real World, it could directly set the rules for the derived universe and even restart it, just like what Mister Luda did in the World of Gods and Demons.
It's the world that's wrong, not me!
This was also a characteristic of the Legendary Realm. Although the Heart Saint did not create his own path like Mr. Lu, nor did he have the help of the Hao Tian Mirror like Su Wuming, who could walk the most difficult and dangerous path, he did not have the characteristics of the Legendary Realm in advance. But his cave had been evolved and he was close to the Legendary Realm. He could simulate a similar effect with his 28 Formulas of Heart.
Han Guang looked very seriously. Among the saints of the Middle Ages, he admired the Heart Saint the most. He even imitated the Heart Saint's dressing and posture.
At this moment, Mr. Lu's sword light disappeared, revealing the sword itself. It stabbed at the Heart Saint. This sword was very slow, as if it was pushing the integration of the outside world and changing the rules of heaven and earth. It made the illusions around the Heart Saint float, flowers bloom and die, either disappear or become real.
The sword was followed by the law. This was a small world derived from the real world. It was not the real world itself. Under full force, it could change the world a little with the help of the breath of the outside world.
The Heart Saint finally looked at the enemy. He raised his right hand and clenched it into a fist. He said in a low voice,
"If you know, you will do it!"
"If you know, you will know!"
If you see, you will hit!
If you hit, you will see through!
With a loud bang, the fist and the long sword collided in mid-air, and Mister Luda was forced to step back.
Su Wuming saw this. Although his expression was still indifferent, the movement of his sword became slow, as if he was dragging something heavy.
Clang!
His sword let out a dragon's roar. The sword light spilled out from every place within a hundred miles around the Heart Saint. It seemed to overlap, and each sword light was divided. In a short moment, a sea of sword light and a forest of sword light were born. It was more than a hundred times better than the Thousand Swords Returning to Origin.
However, the closer it was to the Heart Saint, the more blurred the sword light seemed to disappear.
At this moment, Mister Luda wielded his sword again. This time, he did not slash at the Heart Saint. Instead, he split his sword into sword threads and penetrated into the forest of sword lights. He connected Su Wuming's sword lights together to make up for his lack of control over the details.
Mountains and rivers appeared, and the breath of the outside world invaded. The two sword lights suddenly contracted and connected into one, turning into a bright lotus with a circumference of a hundred miles.
This lotus of light contracted one by one and was no longer blurred. In an instant, it covered the Heart Saint, layer by layer. The Sword Qi flourished and the sword will soared to the sky. Only the sound of punching could be heard, and it slowly weakened.
The power of the combination of the two swords was so great!
On the other side, the Nether Emperor calmed himself down and looked at Mengqi's blade emotionlessly. He took out the Life-and-Death Pen. The black tube was white, and the white tube was black. It deduced a black and white Tai Chi diagram and pressed down on Mengqi.
This Tai Chi diagram constantly absorbed the traveling energy, the earth, fire, wind, and water, as well as the flame and heaviness of Mengqi's strike. With a rotation, it decomposed them into Yin and Yang and turned them into its own. It became stronger and stronger, covering and pressing down on Mengqi!
Mengqi was not in a hurry. He turned his long blade, combining hardness and softness. Yin and Yang flowed, and life and death coexisted. He completely integrated the Yin and Yang Seal with his own Triple Combination of Yin and Yang.
The long blade hit the Tai Chi diagram, and the blade light changed. Yang against death, Yin against life. Both sides offset each other and disappeared at the same time.
Taking this opportunity, Mengqi approached the Nether Emperor.
Suddenly, he saw the Nether Emperor's red eyes revealed a smile, as if he was mocking him. The surroundings suddenly changed, and a blood-yellow river appeared spontaneously.
"I know you have such a move, so I lured you into the trap!"
"Let's try the power of Acheron's bones!" The Nether Emperor's resentment turned into pleasure.
Han Guang looked around on the mountain peak, secretly guessing whether the "Sword Maniac" He Qi had come. The Eastsea Sword Village owed Su Meng a great favor, so they were probably lying in ambush around to take advantage of the situation. However, if the opportunity was right, it was relatively easy to take away some Acheron's bones.
At this moment, the Nether Emperor's eyes froze, because the blood-yellow river also froze.
His huge body also made a squeaking sound, as if it was no longer under his control.
And all this was because of the black hand bone in Mengqi's hand!
"He, he can control me?"
"He took the initiative to enter the trap!"
In the Nether Emperor's shock, Mengqi smiled and waved the hand bone of Acheron!
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