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In the middle of Mount Sumeru, there is a resplendent Thunder Sound Temple blooming with thousands of feet of Buddha light. The sound of the bells "Dang Dang" is like the soft chanting in the deep valley. The power to cleanse people's hearts, accompanied by the Buddhist mind power accumulated over long years, penetrates directly into the heart and lungs.
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Li Qingming woke up from all the troubles, summoned the Qiankun Ruler, and smashed it directly at Mount Sumeru. The long Qiankun Ruler cut through the void, and with supreme power, it hit Mount Sumeru directly.
As if the sky and the earth were falling apart, the crystal-white Qiankun Ruler directly tore the heaven and the earth apart, as if it could destroy all obstacles and make the void in front sink to the bottom and shatter. However, the power of faith on Mount Xumi was endless, and the vast power of faith dropped directly, transforming
For the sake of Silver Waterfall, he blocked the attack of Qiankun Chi.
"Boom!"
The surging air waves suddenly spread out violently, shaking the entire space of the Ninja God Realm. Countless stewardess cracks suddenly appeared, sucking in the creatures of the Ninja God Realm crazily. Countless creatures were miserable.
Howling, dodging this space crack.
Zhunti's expression changed, and he no longer dared to look down upon him. The Taoist in front of him was clearly a saint, and he was an old demon who had been immersed in the holy way for many years.
"You, you are a saint? Who are you!" Zhunti, whose heart was filled with waves, roared at the top of his lungs.
"Hahaha, old man! I didn't expect you to be scared sometimes, let me tell you! My master: Primordial Heavenly Lord!" Li Qingming swung the Qiankun Ruler and attacked Mount Xumi crazily. He laughed.
Zhunti looked flustered and muttered: "Impossible, impossible! You are lying to me, right? You are lying to me, hahahaha..."
In fact, Zhunti has been mentally abnormal since the Battle of the Gods. In the Battle of the Gods in this world, he originally invited the two saints from the West to break the Immortal Killing Sword Formation. This eventually led to Tongtian's death and his death.
Zhunti, who has always been close to Jie Yin, always believed that Jie Yin died after blocking the attack of the Zhuxian Sword for him. Therefore, for thousands of years, Zhunti has always lived in self-blame. He can feel a little better.
If stimulated, it will lead to mental disorder and even obsession.
Li Qingming didn't care about that much, he said to himself: "You are crazy just in time, I just happened to bring your Mount Sumeru to study it."
"Buzz, boom, boom!"
The heaven and earth shook violently, as if there was an infinite resonance of lightning. Mount Sumeru emitted immeasurable Buddha light. The power of faith swept out like a vast ocean. Thousands of silver waterfalls fell down. This was an ocean of thought power.
"Hahaha. So what if you are the original disciple! This Saint is invincible, and you ants will eventually die in my hands! Hahaha..." Zhunti finally fell into madness, roaring crazily.
His eyes were full of bloodthirsty light.
"boom!"
On Mount Xumi, the boundless power of faith is like the sea and like a knife, surging and glorious, sacred and majestic, pouring down from the sky, and suddenly struck Li Qingming.
"Huh!" Li Qingming snorted coldly, and the Qiankun Ruler in his hand suddenly became as big as a mountain, directly covering the entire sky. The Qiankun Ruler of this top-grade Xintian Lingbao has never been as powerful as it is today.
It was so fierce and domineering, like a piece of Optimus Prime crashing down, rumbling, and the endless Buddha's light surged crazily.
With a loud bang of "Boom!", the heaven and earth shook violently, and the ocean formed by the power of faith in front was blocked. The way was blocked, but the Qiankun Ruler, carrying this infinite power, smashed towards Mount Sumeru unabated.
, patting the saint Zhunti.
"No one can defeat this sage. Defeat this sage!" Zhunti, with disheveled hair and bare feet like a jack, vigorously stirred up the power of faith on Mount Sumeru, constantly communicated with the laws of heaven and earth, and extracted the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.
The Buddha's light in Mount Xumi suddenly became crystal clear, blooming with thousands of auspicious colors. The surging power of faith boiled and rolled down again. The monstrous waves were like tigers descending from the mountain, pounced away with open teeth and claws.
This Sumeru Mountain is simply too sacred. It is like an innate treasure. It is blessed by so much faith and is invulnerable to all laws. It has endless oppressive power and a sense of intimidation to the outside world.
Feeling the resistance to progress, Li Qingming sneered, revealing his murderous intent.
"boom!"
A tremendous pressure spread out around Li Qingming, and it was no longer the energy of a saint. This pressure was complex and huge, but there was no trace to be found. This breath was full of crisis, but it was
There is life everywhere. Wisps, traces, and traces of ethereal meaning suddenly float out from Li Qingming's body.
This feeling is extremely strange. Although Zhunti is in a state of madness, his thinking is abnormal, but he has an extraordinary sense of danger.
I saw a trace of fear in Zhunti's bloodshot eyes, and his violently trembling body, as if he had seen some wild beast. Not far away, the winners and losers of the Buddha, Chan, and Jie three sects had already stopped.
After quitting the fight at hand, I stared blankly at the two saints killing and fighting in the void. This was a rare realization.
However, Ran Deng, who had been a guest in Zixiao Palace, felt that Li Qingming at this moment had the same aura as Taoist Hongjun. The same indifference, the same laziness, the same terrifying.
Just when everyone was confused about the scene between the two people in the air, Saint Zhunti did something that shocked everyone.
I saw Zhunti suddenly kneeling on the ground and calling in disbelief: "Master, the original Tianzun of the Three Pure Ones took the initiative to confer the title of god. This disciple only cares about the friendship between the masters and can't shirk it, so he helps... Master
Master, I know I am wrong! I should not instigate the friendship between the Three Pure Ones, I should not go to the East to cross the road to meet my destiny, and I should not suppress the demon clan and strengthen myself while traveling to the west on the road to heaven! Master, I know I am wrong!"
Li Qingming, who had just mobilized his body to get rid of the first mark, could no longer remain calm! He looked at Zhunti who was kneeling on the ground begging for mercy with a look of shock on his face, and thought to himself: "What's going on with him? Is this Zhunti in this world?"
Are you really crazy?"
The die-hard Buddhist disciple who was originally planning to struggle collapsed instantly. He felt that his spiritual pillar collapsed, and he was completely injured.
Ran Deng and other disciples of the Yuan Chan sect, as well as Duobao, Kong Xuan and other disciples of the Jie sect laughed heartily and bullied the Buddhist disciples wantonly. It seems that these Sanqing sects have really suffered for more than a thousand years.
Li Qingming was stunned for a while, then withdrew his eyes and said: "Zhunti, I want to ask you. How did you uproot Mount Sumeru from the Western World and refine it into the Buddha's Kingdom in the palm of your hand?"
When Zhunti saw that "Hongjun" was not asking about the Conferment of Gods and his journey to the west, he suddenly became very happy. Since his transformation, the matter of refining Mount Sumeru into the Buddha's kingdom has always been the thing that Zhunti is most proud of.
"Master, you don't know something!" Zhunti knelt on the ground and said with a smile: "Although this Mount Sumeru is the ancestor of the Western Earth Line, it has the effect of suppressing Western luck! But it is also a strange spiritual treasure that can be turned into a weapon of faith.
The treasure is used to collect the power of faith in the heavens and the world. It can also be turned into a saint's dojo for disciples to understand the Dharma and understand the way of heaven."
"Oh?" Li Qingming asked calmly: "How to refine it?"
Zhunti pointed to the miniature version of Mount Sumeru in his palm and said: "You only need to smelt thirty million living souls into it, and then you can uproot Mount Sumeru and carry it with you without damaging the earth's veins in the Western Realm!"
"Huh?" After hearing this, even though Li Qingming was once the "god of murder" with bloody hands, his eyes widened, and the pure and calm aura around him suddenly became violent!
"Zhunti, can you say it again?"
Zhunti, who was mired in complacency, seemed not to notice the severity of Li Qingming's tone, and even said with joy: "Master, don't you understand? Then I will explain it to you again!"
Touching Mount Sumeru in his hand, Zundi's eyes were full of intoxication: "This Mount Sumeru requires the melting of 30 million living souls before it can be pulled up and refined into one's body. However, most of us in the west are barbarians, and their souls are dry and mixed, unable to
Integrate into Mount Sumeru. The disciples specifically fled to the east to find pure and simple creatures, kill them, and collect your soul. Only then did they completely smelt Mount Sumeru!"
A group of Buddhist disciples completely collapsed. Buddhism has always claimed to be compassionate and save all sentient beings. It persuades people to put down the butcher knife and become a Buddha immediately! How did you know that this Buddhist ancestor would do such an inhuman thing? How is this different from the devil? III.
Thousands of living creatures, 30 million living, innocent creatures! How could you Zhunti have the heart to take action? How could you Zhunti not care about your karma in the mortal world? How could you Zhunti be so heartless and crazy! Mother Zhunti, you are in vain to be called a saint.
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"Boom!" Li Qingming exploded instantly. The monstrous Yuqing Zhenyuan began to circulate crazily, and violent law fluctuations invaded the entire Ninja God Realm! Li Qingming's right hand formed a palm, and with an endless aura of destruction, he suddenly hit the target.
Lifting the Tianling Cap.
"Master, what do you mean?" Under the shadow of death, Zhunti suddenly stood up, turned over and retreated.
"Hmph! Zhunti, for your own selfish desires, you killed thirty million eastern creatures in vain, and you are still considered a saint. Don't you know that under the law of heaven, there is a destiny?" Li Qingming's voice was fierce, and his words were filled with murderous intent.
"Master, no! You are not Master! When I became a saint, I swore an oath that I would not be a disciple of Xuanmen in this life, and I would not respect Taoist ancestor Hongjun! Hahaha, today I have defied heaven and conquered Taoism! I will be destroyed.
You, the so-called Taoist ancestor Hongjun!" Zhunti's eyes were filled with bloodshot eyes, turning into a terrifying scarlet color, and the murderous aura filled the sky.
Li Qingming frowned secretly: "This Zhunti has long lost the saintly appearance he once had. The inner demons have invaded him, and he is really in a state of despair!"
"Hahahaha, kill!" Zhunti took action boldly. The green Qibao tree flashed with colorful brilliance and struck at Li Qingming. Luan Jia, who had been silent in the void, also roared and rushed toward Li Qingming.
, his fighting spirit is soaring, and his demonic aura is boundless!
"Zhunti, now that you have become a demon, you will no longer be the founder of Buddhism! After today, all heavens and worlds will no longer honor Buddha!" Li Qingming's murderous intent was soaring that his hair flew wildly!
"Hongjun, I just want to destroy your Taoist sect and cut off your Taoist sect's inheritance. What can you do to me? I have the protection of the great road, my soul is cut in the void, and my magic power is almost infinite. Can you kill this saint?" Zhunti was crazy and full of emotions.
The sky is full of Zhunti's howling sounds of crying and laughing. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to Qidian.com to vote for recommendations and monthly votes.