"No!!!"
Until the end, Diying Shengzhu tried every possible means, but still could not break free from the suppression of the Buddha's image.
The only thing she could do was to add a bit of confusion, a bit of horror, and a bit of self-doubt to her unwilling roar.
I have a grudge against the Buddha...
This is a very unfamiliar Buddhist name.
It is true that the Diying Holy Plant has swallowed many semi-saints, and he also knows about the "Ten Seats", and even knows that there is a line in the song of the Ten Seats: "If the Buddha has any resentment, the prison should be full."
But what this guy said...
No, don't speak his word.
Even the existence of this person, as far as the Holy Spirit Continent is concerned, is like a meteor streaking across the sky, passing away in a flash.
The only legend he left behind was a battle between ten thrones.
The specific person he hit is no longer remembered by the world, and then he completely disappeared from the world.
Diying Shengzhu never thought that a person who died so young would leave such a terrifying Holy Emperor-level power to the sky in front of him!
The image of the Buddha is higher than this world and higher than everything else.
His great way, from the perspective of intention, crushed almost all living beings born in the Holy God Continent, except for the ten ancestors.
Ten ancestors...
That's right, Fei Shi's way can be compared with the ten ancestors.
This is the way of the Ten Ancestors, so it can only be compared with it!
Such an astonishingly talented person could cultivate to the Holy Emperor in twenty or thirty years, and was able to suppress his own Holy Emperor with only his remaining strength.
If you give him another twenty or thirty years, why not add one more to the ten ancestors, or even move up a floor?
But why...
You are so unknown!
Diying Shengzhu hated this person's anonymity, so much so that she had been so dismissive of the word "resentment" before.
If she had known this, she would not have given her first choice to this seemingly powerless "strategist" when she used the plaque in the Siming Temple to attract people.
There is no regret medicine in this world, let’s meet at the south wall.
Chaotic and complicated thoughts, accompanied by a revolving door of the past life, came out together, blurring the holy thoughts and blurring the self.
"pain!!"
Diying Shengzhu hurts so much.
She couldn't see anything anymore.
She felt like her head was splitting, her body was splitting, and even her soul and consciousness were splitting apart.
Just like the chaotic swaddling clothes when the world was first born, Diying Shengzhu suddenly saw the beginning of his birth again.
She finally calmed down:
"Will it be reincarnated again..."
…
boom!
The sword kills the baby.
The golden torrent purifies the evil branches.
It surged out along the branches all over the wall and spread to the entire Siming Temple in an instant.
Such a majestic force pushed outwards, but when the cobwebs, dust and stones on the road and the corner of this temple were passed by like a spring breeze, they did not hurt at all.
The little spider crawling in the darkness, protected by the power of the temple, raised its eyes ignorantly in the golden ocean, and then continued to spin silk and build a web, as hardworking as ever...
The Yin Snake, which had just swallowed a mouse and had a full belly, was brushed by the Buddha's nature, and its long body trembled. Then, as if nothing had happened, it vomited a letter and crawled back into the damp cave in the corner of the hall...
The black scale insects lingering on the edge of the battlefield are peaceful...
The eyeless bird lingering on the beam in the palace was indifferent...
The Buddha's majestic vows eradicated all kinds of evil, but the little beings in this temple who were insignificant to the innate and the master were able to save themselves.
In front of the Angry Immortal Buddha Sword, the golden light disappeared, revealing a calm face in the sky.
It seems that killing the false ancestor god with one sword is a trivial matter that can be done casually.
This is also true.
Diying Shengzhu is not good at fighting at all.
The original intention of her birth was just to protect this world - to form a baby bond, which is inherently different from the blood tree, sisal, etc.
After giving up my fear of the unknown, when the other party emerged from the darkness, and when the source of the "weirdness" was revealed...
In the eyes of Dao Qiongcang, the combat effectiveness of this ancestral tree is actually only average, barely above.
Even if she has the destiny of the ancestor god, let alone the power of the Buddha at her peak, even compared to the dilapidated and restricted Bazun Shu, Que Leihan and others at this time, she may not be able to withstand a few rounds.
The further one goes up the path, the more obvious the polarization becomes.
Those who are not warriors and try to make up for their shortcomings in wartime in various other ways are essentially far inferior to those who live for war and have a flash of inspiration during wartime.
Tao Qiongtian felt sad.
In fact, he doesn't even think of himself as a pure fighter, he just has a lot of skills, is good at using his brain, and likes to learn from each other's strengths.
These swordsmanship and powers may seem powerful, but they are all imitated and borrowed.
In front of the true master, he is vulnerable.
But non-fighters also have their own ways.
The Holy Plant of Diying Ying was on the wrong track from the beginning - her path should only be the result of having an infant. It was given by nature and she was uniquely blessed by nature. She should not be greedy and go against nature.
And speaking to Dao Qiong Cang...
Tianjishu is the straightest path to becoming a god and an ancestor.
No matter how impressive the ancient swordsmanship is, or how powerful the Second Generation's mental aspiration is, they cannot shake his original intention.
"Learn from others to control others, not to control yourself."
Diying Shengzhu is a lesson for others. Of course, there should be more latecomers who have lost their true intentions.
Expecting this, he burst out laughing, and Tao Qiongtian stopped thinking about it.
He just walked forward, grabbed the Buddha's sword, and after the purification was completed, he pulled it out with force. After a pause, he sighed:
"Isn't it time to come?"
…
Bang bang bang bang bang!
Space, Taoism, and even the entire Siming Temple suddenly exploded and became turbulent as the Buddha's Sword Angry Immortal was pulled out.
High walls collapsed everywhere, and the ground collapsed everywhere.
At the corner of the deep hall, a strange neighing sound could be heard amidst bursts of rumbling noises:
"Uh ah ah ah..."
The sound of neighing gradually intensified, then expanded layer by layer, affecting the entire Siming Temple in an instant.
"Snapped."
The little spider that was spinning silk on the spider web suddenly grew in size, from the size of a fingernail to the height of a man, and fell to the ground.
Its belly swelled, its spider legs swelled, and its entire body "expanded" uncontrollably.
Suddenly there were several crackling sounds, and the spider as tall as a man exploded to pieces. Its belly and legs split open, and thousands of small spiders crawled out densely in all directions.
"Pah, pah, pah, pah..."
The thousands of little spiders swelled up and expanded, as if they had inherited their mother's fate, and each one of them had a pregnant belly.
To be continued...