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Chapter 1599: The Angry Immortal Heaven resolves your grievances, and a stick of incense comes to calm Di Ying(1/3)

presumptuous!

How presumptuous is this?

Diying Shengzhu has never seen such a young person.

It was clear that he was very weak before, so after the so-called "Heavenly Secret Loading", did he really think that he had gained a new destiny?

Can nature be given to you by yourself?

joke!

There is no one else here, otherwise, if you don’t know, you might think that it is this ignorant human being in front of you who has received the fate of the ancestral god!

"Seed of a deceased infant!"

The branches of the Diying Sacred Tree were thrown into the sky, spilling out masses of wet tree seeds filled with rich vitality.

The tree seed stuck to nothingness and hatched quickly. In just the blink of an eye, it gave birth to countless life forms that she had swallowed before.

In Dao Qiongcang's eyes, each of these people is so familiar that he can easily pick up their respective information:

"Half-saint prays for good, belongs to the tree of death, was born in the southern region, is good at magic, and the way of life."

"The long legacy of a semi-saint, the body of a ghost beast, born in the Northern Territory, one of the defective experimental products of Bei Huai."

"Half-Saint White Feather, Ring of Holy Rainbow..."

"Half Saint..."

Without exception, this time Diying Shengzhu was serious.

The Dao Infants she took out all started at the semi-saint level, as if they were deeply afraid of the unknown and powerful "Six Paths of Heaven" mode.

But under such serious attack, Sword Immortal Dao Dao Qiongang only glanced at it and turned a blind eye to the changes around him.

He only slowly raised the Buddha's Light Giant Sword in his hand, which was so long and wide that it could cover most of his body. His fingertips lightly brushed the sword body and murmured to himself:

"We haven't seen each other for thirty years, right?"

"Thirty years of worldly affairs, all your fame and achievements are in the dust. Now, the world only remembers the divine sword Xuan Cang and the four fierce swords. I am afraid that your reputation has been forgotten..."

Buzz!

The sword shook unwillingly, and the Buddha's light suddenly glowed.

The shining gold reflected the evil infants all around, whose faces were radiant, seeming to be detached and holy.

"Woo——"

"Uh uh..."

"Die, die, die!!"

Under the extreme catalysis of the super-Taoist life attributes, each of the infant species grew rapidly, and reached maturity in just a few breaths.

The baby is born, the fruit is dropped...

As soon as the fruit matures, the infants will fall off from the void, and each one will be given a wisp of the soul consciousness of the Yingsheng Sacred Plant, giving them some energy.

"kill him!"

The beautiful tree mother's thick rhizome was pulled out from the ground, and while retreating step by step, she gave her only order:

At all costs, kill these people who are pretending to be gods and ghosts.

hiss!

A shrill wail sounded from nowhere, and in response to the actions of the thirty or forty infant race people, the charging horn sounded, and many figures screamed and rushed towards the sky at the same time.



"Keng——"

At this moment, the giant sword flipped over, and the Sanskrit sound penetrated through the ages.

Dao Qiongcang raised his eyelids and stared blankly at the dozens of poor, crazy infants, his sword robe swaying in the wind.

There was a sound in the void, and a sigh came down:

"I can't see you in life, you are so proud, how can you be so courageous only in death?"

A trace of sarcasm curled up in the corner of Dao Qiongcang's mouth, without concealing the disdain between his brows, he snorted:

"Sad!"

After finishing speaking, facing the dozens and a half saints, he calmly lifted the sword in his hand.

Whoosh!

The pseudo-swordsmanship formation diagram under his feet stirred up waves of dust, and invisible waves of power swept out in all directions.

The bright Buddha's light dyed his hands from the sword, from his shoulders to his body, and finally even the sword robe in the sky was covered with a layer of pure scale light.

"Big Buddha..."

Dao Qiongtian's lips and teeth opened, and thousands of powers converged into one sword.

A giant Buddha suddenly appeared in the sky, descended from the sky, and settled around Dao Qiongang, shutting out the half-saints of the infant race who were bullying him from all directions.

No matter how he moved, the giant sword that was lifted in front of his chest had been moved under his left waist, and he pulled it hard to the right...

"cut!"

The sword light flies across, from the inside to the outside.

The ring-shaped golden color expanded instantly, and even the protecting Buddha was cut into two halves by his own sword light in an instant.

"What?!"

The Diying Holy Strain, which exploded away from a distance, changed its expression in horror upon seeing this.

She only had time to allow her body to jump high into the air, high above the golden sword light that was approaching in an instant, without being cut into pieces.

As for those infants...

The fighting consciousness of this group of semi-saints is no longer at the same level as before each of them was alive, and is now under the unified control of the Diying Holy Strain.

With a sword, the giant Buddha slashed through the ring, and each of the Yingzhong people still carried out the previous thoughts of the Yingshengzhu: They only wanted to break through the resistance of the giant Buddha's body to their attack, and had no intention of escaping.

Now, all of them have been caught, and no one has slipped through the net!

"boom--"

After the sword light, you can hear the roar.

Diying Shengzhu came back to his senses and looked around, and was horrified to see that the heaven and the earth were both cut apart by a sword of golden light.

The branches and vines covering the wall path were all broken...

The high walls of the Siming Temple itself are divided diagonally...

Even the body!

Diying Shengzhu felt a chill in his body, and when he swept his holy mind down, he realized that the sword light that he thought he could avoid by bouncing was actually an illusion.

She had already been killed by the giant Buddha's sword!

"hiss--"

Pain invades the soul.

The Diying Holy Plant discovered that there were wisps of purple evil energy on itself, and the black evil energy was evaporated, purified, and transcended by the power contained in the golden sword light!

This is a pain beyond being cut off.

The power of the giant sword itself has natural restraint against the power of the evil god, the power of her evil ancestor of medicine, and even all the powers that are essentially related to the "demon nature"!

"This is……"

The Holy Strain of Diying was purified to the point of being mentally disturbed. After he was forcibly restored to consciousness, he realized that it was not the Immortal Sword Dao and the Dao Qiongcang Sword Dao itself that was stronger in nature.

But that sword!

And the terrifying power contained in that sword!

She carefully identified the giant sword in Dao Qiongcang's hand, which was covered with gold. There were nine gold-plated Buddha images sitting on the gauntlet, either in the posture of worship, or in the posture of being careless, or in the posture of dozing off, or in the posture of praying, or in the posture of...

No need to look again, just one glance, Diying Shengzhu suddenly remembered the nature of this sword and why it has natural restraint on itself:

"One of the five great artifacts of Chaos, the Raging Immortal Buddha Sword?"

For a moment, Diying Shengzhu's thoughts were in a trance.

It is true that Dao Qiongcang has mentioned the word "angry immortal" before.

But shouldn't this "Wrathful Immortal" be a name randomly chosen by the sword holder? How does it have anything to do with "Buddha Sword·Wrathful Immortal"?

"How can you possibly get its approval?"

The Diying Holy Plant roared with a tearful voice.

The Buddha's Sword Fury Immortal not only has high requirements for the ancient sword cultivator's sword intent, but also has higher requirements for his character.

If there is no fate of Buddha, there is no way to help the world and save people's hearts, and there is no idea that "Buddha will save the world in peace, Buddha will save the immortals in anger, all worlds are equal, and immortals and mortals are one"...
To be continued...
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