Five-colored divine light appeared behind Yang Guang, and the rays of light shrouded thousands of flying swords behind him in an instant. The five-colored rays of light swayed slowly, as if they were lifting a heavy weight.
"Five-color divine light?" The ancient Buddha on the burning lamp looked at the five-color divine light in front of him. There was a little more surprise in his eyes. It seemed that he had thought of something in his mind, and there was a little more surprise in the depth of his eyes.
"Five-color divine light." The sick old man looked calm. He didn't pay attention to the ridicule around him. As long as Yang Guang was killed, what would happen to thousands of causes and effects? Will the world still speak for a dead person? As long as he takes it
With the Qiankun Sword, your path will be smooth and all causes and consequences can be tolerated.
As for the so-called benevolence, righteousness and morality, it is nothing at all. This is the practice in ancient times. As long as a person is alive, there are countless possibilities. No matter how powerful the qualifications are, everything will be reduced to nothing when the person dies.
"Kill!" The sick old man felt that his entire body fell into the five-color divine light, and instantly lost all traces. There was no change on his face. After all, he had been practicing for thousands of years, and he knew the power of the five-color divine light.
Even his thousands of flying swords cannot escape the five-color divine light.
Although he was shocked in his heart, he didn't rush around. Yang Guang's magical power was extremely weird, and he must have other methods in his hands. He knew this. He saw the jade light coming out of his clay pill, but it was a jade hook.
There was a little bit of blood on the jade hook, which looked very strange.
The jade hook shot out of the air, shrouded in a little blood-red light, and flew towards Yang Guang. Yang Guang suddenly felt his soul trembling, as if his soul was attracted by an evil force and was about to escape from his body. His face suddenly changed.
A change.
"Town, town, town!"
In the sea of consciousness, the Hongmeng Sky Ruler is shrouded in purple light, and a little bit of innate immortal spiritual light wraps the soul in it. In the dark, a trace of evil force crashes into the sea of consciousness.
"Dang!" A bell rang, as if it appeared in the chaos, and fixed the trace of blood-red light. The purple light of the Hongmeng Sky Ruler swept across it, instantly sweeping away the evil power.
"Kill!" Yang Guang could no longer care about the changes in the sea of consciousness at this time. The sick old man in front of him was already fighting for his life. After he had just gained a little advantage, he wanted to expand his advantage and kill himself completely.
Yang Guang was also very angry. He thought about sparing the other party's life, but he didn't expect that the other party regarded his good intentions as stupidity and wanted to kill him when he was caught off guard. It was really abominable.
No wonder those who cultivated immortality later became indifferent and ruthless, abandoning everything in the mortal world, because they only considered their own interests and their own path, not anything else.
The sick old man may be worthy of sympathy or praise, but if he thinks that when the other person wants to kill him, he is his life and death enemy, he hears a sharp roar and abandons the Heaven-Destroying Sword very simply.
A palm waved out.
"Hand of God!" The boss of the ancient Buddha on the burning lamp has his eyes wide open. He has been in the Three Realms for many years and has naturally seen the magical power of the Emperor of Heaven. This is the secret skill of the Emperor of Heaven. The Hand of God mobilizes the authority of the Emperor of Heaven and borrows the power of Heaven to kill.
Strong enemy.
What just made him curious was that there seemed to be some difference between the hand of God in front of him and the hand of the Emperor of Heaven. The hand of God in front of him had a more vague aura, but the ruthlessness of Heaven in it was exactly the same.
The powerful mana activated the hand of God, and the surrounding power of heaven filled it. Everything in front of him was instantly defeated. All the resistance of the sick old man had no effect. It was as if it was made of paper, and his body was easily torn apart by Yang Guang.
He knocked back again and hit the ring hard, causing a mouthful of blood to spurt out.
"I originally wanted to spare your life, but I didn't expect you to be so greedy and want to plot against me in order to seize the Qiankun Sword." Yang Guang's face was cold, and his eyes were filled with murderous intent.
Although he was not a good person, he still knew about the repayment of kindness. He did not expect that the sick old man was so obsessed with it. He actually wanted to kill him under such circumstances, which made Yang Guang very angry.
, evil arises from courage.
The sick old man coughed a few times and slowly got up. His breath was weak. He received a full blow from Yang Guang, and the hand of God combined with the power of heaven around him finally knocked the sick old man into dust.
The surrounding immortals could see clearly, with complicated expressions on their faces.
The sick old man brought it upon himself, but when it happened before his eyes, he still felt some sympathy for him.
"Amitabha, fellow Taoist, if you put down the butcher knife, how about you follow me to the Western Paradise, the Eight Treasures Merit Pool, to cultivate your mind and nature?" The eyes of the ancient Buddha on the burning lamp flickered, and he noticed that the magical powers practiced by the sick old man were very powerful.
, if you can bring it back to Lingshan, you may be able to use the power of the Western Paradise to not only recover your Taoist injuries, but also obtain a Bodhisattva for the West.
"Gufo, the competition is not over yet!"
Yang Guang's eyes flashed with cold light, and he heard him roar. The sword energy divided into yin and yang, the void split open, the chaotic wind blew, and the chaotic sword energy came through the air and killed the sick old man.
When the ancient Buddha on Randen saw this, he didn't know what Yang Guang was thinking. The sick old man had already touched the bottom line in Yang Guang's heart. What is repaying kindness with hatred? This person in front of him was like this. How could Yang Guang let him go?
Woolen cloth?
The sick old man's face was pale, his lips were trembling, and his hands and fingers were trembling. A stream of sword energy shot out of the air and formed a large formation, trying to resist Yang Guang. His feet turned into a breeze, and he just wanted to escape.
Everything is for immortality, so what does it mean to escape at this time?
Unfortunately, what comes easy cannot go. Yang Guang transformed into a rainbow and flew in the sword formation. The sword energy on the Sky-Destroying Sword in his hand flew and turned into a rain of arrows in the air.
The strong wind blew, and the arrows fell on the sick old man. In an instant, flesh and blood were flying, and blood was spilled on the arena.
Divine light burst out from Yang Guang's eyes, turning into two sword energies of yin and yang. A huge scissors appeared in the air, and swept over the sick old man's body.
The sick old man let out a muffled groan, and fell to the ground, cut into two pieces by the sword energy. The powerful sword energy instantly destroyed the meridians in the opponent's body, and then there were loud noises, and the body was blown to pieces.
How can we control the formation that has lost its power support? At the moment of death, even the physical body was blown to pieces, and only the true spirit fell into reincarnation.
"Amitabha." The ancient Buddha's face was filled with compassion.
The sick old man wanted to transcend reincarnation, jump out of the Five Elements, and obtain the inheritance of Qiankun Taoist, so as to break the restrictions of heaven. Unfortunately, his magical power was not matched by the number of heavens, and he died tragically in the hands of Yang Guang.
"Emperor Sui, you are too cruel. I am not convinced."
