"I originally wanted to leave this trick to Taiyi, but now that you are begging for death, I can't blame me!" Ziwei Xingjun felt the fluctuations in the starry sky, and his heart was cold for a moment, and a madness that was boring with no fun rose from his heart.

In the endless abyss, a black lotus slowly swelled, and a wonderful and unpredictable voice sounded between heaven and earth: "Love, hate, love, anger, joy, anger, sorrow and joy, and freedom and uncertainty are all devilish thoughts!"

What is a demon?

When a person is born, his heart is innocent, he has no devil thoughts. It is not that the devil takes the initiative to invade someone, but that the devil thoughts in your heart will provoke the devil.

Looking at the fluctuations in the void, Emperor Ziwei was completely disappointed and hated. His hatred for the Demon Ancestor, his hatred for Taiyi, and his hatred for Amitabha were like the silence of water in the three rivers and five lakes, and he wished he could kill everything in front of him.

He was coaxed by the Demon Ancestor!

It’s really a loss to the wife and the army!

In his primordial spirit, the nameless fire rose, the inner demon rose, and the murderous thoughts rolled up. Then a black whimper in the void sounded, and he ignored time and space and distance, and appeared out of thin air in the primordial spirit of Emperor Ziwei, blending with the inner demon in his primordial spirit.

With the anger in Ziwei Xingjun's heart, negative emotions increased, especially when he saw the declining Emperor Liuji in the starry sky, he felt even more heartbroken.

The inner demon and the heavenly demon combined, and turned into a black lotus, a blooming black lotus. In the black lotus, the embryo was bred and continued to devour the negative emotions in the heart of Ziwei Star Lord. Using his joy, anger, sorrow and sorrow as nourishment, the embryo in the black lotus instantly transformed and broke, and a figure came out, which was the shape of the Demon Ancestor.

"Hahaha! Hahaha! Since you are begging for death, you can't blame me!" Emperor Ziwei stretched out his palm and saw layers of ripples rippling in the starry sky. His natal star, the purple micro-star, descended from nothingness, and turned into a vast purple aura. The aura was stained with hundreds of thousands of stars, and the hundred thousand stars instantly turned into tens of thousands of divine swords, gathering together.

"Swords are born in the world!"

Looking at the sword, Amitabha saw a hundred thousand worlds in a trance, and endless sentient beings united in their hearts and wanted to kill themselves.

"Die me!" Ziwei Star Lord slashed down with a sword, and actually drove the will of heaven in the dark. The will of heaven was as great as a knife, and even a saint could not stop it.

"The Sword of the Emperor! The Sword of Heaven!" Amitabha finally changed color. He put away the seven treasure tree in his hand, and grabbed the void with his palm, but saw a pagoda with thirty-third-level height and a mysterious yellow aura floating above his head.

He can't stop this sword!

However, the Xuanhuang Linglong Tower blocked it!

A true saint came to activate the Xuanhuang Linglong Tower, and its power was definitely not comparable to that of Yang Sanyang's three-legged cat.

"Bang!"

The treasure light burst, Amitabha broke through the second level of heaven, and the barrier of the third level of heaven stabilized his body in the fourth level of heaven.

"What a terrible sword! Unfortunately, I have the Xuanhuang Linglong Tower of Heaven and Earth, you can't kill me!" Amitabha was shocked and sweated in a cold sweat: "The Great Way of the Emperor is so terrifying!"

"Haha, but I don't know, how many swords can you block me? The masters in the Heavenly Palace can block me!" Emperor Ziwei looked crazy, and a black lotus in his eyes spiraled, constantly swallowing the fire of desire that was intertwined with love and hatred in his heart: "Taiyi, you thief! You dare to insult my beloved wife, and today I will die with you!"

"I don't know that the Emperor has fallen into the devil's path. If I look back at this time, there may be some help, and it's not too late!" Amitabha's head was covered with a rosary in his hand, and glanced at Ziwei Xingjun opposite him, and began to recite the Heart Sutra: "Boroparamita... Three hundred words are omitted here."

The sound of the scriptures was overwhelming, turning into golden characters, pouring overwhelmingly towards Ziwei Star Lord.

When the passage of the scriptures passed, the Daluo Zhenshen listened carefully, as if he was fascinated, and only felt that it contained infinite principles of heaven. The sage preached by the saint was a great fortune for the countless sentient beings. However, the sound of the great way fell into the ears of Emperor Ziwei, but it was like countless flies flying around him. I felt distracted, and the nameless fire was rolled up, wishing that I could draw my sword to tear the world apart and kill everything around me.

"Noisy!" Ziwei Xingjun slashed out with a sword. Wherever the sword light passed, the sound of the Sanskrit was cut off, and all things disappeared into nothingness.

The light of chaos bursts, the earth, water, wind and fire are rolling up, forcing Amitabha to stop his words when chanting the scriptures, sacrifice the Xuanhuang Linglong Pagoda of Heaven and Earth, and resist the sword of Ziwei Star Lord.

He can't retreat!

Behind him are the gods of the Heavenly Palace, the thirty-third level of heaven. If he retreats, he is afraid that all the true gods of Daluo will be killed for a lifetime.

"Bang!"

The divine light of the Xuanhuang Linglong Pagoda in the Heaven and Earth burst out, and the mysterious yellow aura flowing through the divine light was actually cut off by Ziwei Star Lord. The Xuanhuang light, which had no stagnation, had its first stagnation and flaw.

Amitabha’s chest was cut open, and a golden divine light burst out. There seemed to be an infinite world inside. The endless chanting of scriptures was rolled up, and it burst out like a flood in the sky.

"Amitabha!" Amitabha recited the Buddha's name, and saw a Buddha's light burst into nothingness. His body, which was cut off, recovered intact again without any scars.

"Amitabha, the power of the Star Lord's sword is indeed extraordinary. Unfortunately, the power of the saint is not something you can imagine. As long as you cannot kill all my spirituality with one sword, I can recover as before in an instant. For me, being stabbed by someone is no different from being stabbed by a sword!" Amitabha smiled and shook his head: "Although the sword of Xing Lord is extraordinary, he is more than one step away from killing me."

There are naturally some monks in this world who can injure saints! For example, Taiyi, Ziwei Xingjun and other overlords. But if you say that you kill the saints in seconds is simply a joke!

The saint gathers the fate of a saint, and the true god Daluo can be resurrected after his death, let alone a saint?

The way of heaven is immortal, and the saint is immortal!

Even if it is really silent, it can still return!

"I don't believe it! It's all your fault that you, the immortal, have just caused my beloved concubine to be insulted by that Taiyi! Today, even if I ignite the origin, I will die with you and pull you, the saint!" Ziwei Xingjun's face looked crazy, and the black lotus in his eyes instantly condensed into reality, the energy around him continued to rise, and the innate immortal divine light began to sublimate.

In the Wuken Starry Sky, the purple light suddenly burst into divine light, just like a big sun. The vast stars shine on the universe, and the Great Wilderness is stained with a layer of lilac. The divine light is even stronger than the sun and the moon.

Amitabha changed color suddenly: "You are crazy!"

How terrible is ultimate sublimation?

Just look at the fate of the Demon Ancestor and the God Emperor!

"Crazy? Hahaha! Haha! What can you do if you are crazy? What can you do if you are crazy? If you don't let out this anger, I'm better than death! Even if I die, I will still drag you to bury you with me! I want to call you, the saint, and ask you to bury me in this thirty-third heaven!" Ziwei Star Lord looked like a madman, and his voice was full of madness.

Seeing his fate rendering, it turned into a stream of light and flew out, and was about to ignite the big fireball of Ziweixing like Mars. Suddenly, a cold female voice heard: "Enough!"

The sound was not loud, but it seemed to be filled with magic power, which actually made the crazy Ziwei Star Lord calm down.

The fate is fixed there, the purple star is bright and restrained, and then the fate returns to its body.

"Female Mi!" Looking at the blue-clothed figure flying from the depths of the Heavenly Palace, Ziwei Xingjun couldn't help but call softly, and stepped forward and grabbed Mi Fei's hands.

"Don't make a fuss, let's be fooled by the Demon Ancestor, go back!" Mi Fei looked at Ziwei Xingjun with her eyes.

"Taiyi kid..."

"I'll say go back!" Mi Fei interrupted Ziwei Xingjun's words, her eyes full of coldness.

After looking up and down at Mi Fei, Ziwei Xingjun swept over Amitabha and the gods of the Heavenly Palace in the distance, and then said, "Go back! Let's talk about it when you go back!"

"This matter is not over!"

After saying that, he grabbed Mi Fei and led his star god back.

There was only a mess left in the Heavenly Palace. Seeing this, Amitabha shook his head and his body dissipated in the void.

Seeing this, the gods bowed to the place where Amitabha disappeared, and then began to clean up the mess on the ground.

Rude

The ancestral land of the human race

Yang Sanyang looked up at the Wuken starry sky, and the infinite trajectories of stars in his eyes passed by, and the trajectories of trillions of galaxies continued to flow.

The Demon Ancestor sat opposite Yang Sanyang. At this time, there was a game of chess in front of the two, and the two were playing together.

"I can't figure out, your true body has been sealed. Why do you do this now?"

A touch of solemnity appeared in Yang Sanyang's eyes, swept across the gradually converging Ziweixing, and then looked at the demon ancestor opposite.

"The Wuken Abyss is too dark. I long for light, right? "The Demon Ancestor smiled meaningfully.

"But I don't know, what is your purpose? I thought you were going to provoke a war between the two tribes, but now it doesn't look like it!" Yang Sanyang looked at the Demon Ancestor with bright eyes.

"It's not a good thing to know too much. The Xuanhuang Linglong Tower was borrowed by Amitabha. You said... If I kill you at this time, how likely will you block it?" The Demon Ancestor looked at him quietly.

Although his words were dull, Yang Sanyang felt the murderous intent.

The Demon Ancestor's words are testing. If you are not careful, you will be terrifying murderous intent and usher in a sure killing blow from the Demon Ancestor.

"Is that so? I didn't have the Xuanhuang Linglong Tower before, so you can't kill me?" Yang Sanyang took out a scroll from his sleeve and slowly placed it on the chessboard.

"The Tai Chi diagram of the innate treasure!" The Demon Ancestor's eyelids twitched, and the corners of his mouth twitched, and then all his murderous intent was completely eliminated.

"You said, how should you perform the drama in the starry sky be played next?" The Demon Ancestor suddenly raised his head and looked at him with a burning look.

"That depends on how Mi Fei should choose! I don't know if Taiyi followed my instructions and pushed Mi Fei forcibly!"

He remembered a sentence that Zhang Ailing said in his previous life: The shortest distance to a woman’s heart is the woman’s vagina.
Chapter completed!