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Chapter 1,270 Sacrificing ones life for righteousness

"Wow!"

The fairy light is gorgeous and blazing, condensing into a majestic fairy gate.

And that fairy gate is connected to a magical place located infinitely far away.

Originally, the footsteps of the Immortal King were clearly audible, and every step he took made the hearts of all living beings, including many Dark Immortal Kings, tremble.

Of course, the thoughts in the hearts of the strong men from the heavens and the strange dark forces are destined to be completely different.

It's a pity that the expectations of the powerful men in the world came to nothing in the end.

"Roar--"

If there is no time, the creatures here can faintly hear the roar of fighting and roaring, coming from the depths of the Immortal Sect.

Along with the fluctuations of the supreme avenue, the heavens and the world were shaken violently, and all living beings were trembling with fear.

Even in this side of time and space, many ancient worlds and universes seem to be extremely small in front of that immortal gate.

In the deepest part of the Immortal Sect, the vague figure of the Immortal Emperor is still majestic, truly majestic.

Everyone has no doubt that if he returns in his true form, he will be able to reverse everything and put down the most terrifying dark turmoil before them.

"Rumble--"

However, the strange and dark side has also been prepared for the Immortal Emperor for a long time, and now it has taken action to prevent the Immortal Emperor from returning.

Obviously, there is more than one dark quasi-immortal emperor fighting against the Immortal Emperor, and they are all veteran strong men in this realm. The Immortal Emperor has no time to think about anything else. It is difficult for him to move forward. He can only choose to turn around and fight with many

The battle between the dark and powerful.

Having a panoramic view of this situation, the eyes of the powerful men in all the worlds could not help but darken.

On the other side, the dark creatures seemed to be getting more and more aggressive, and their attacks became more fierce.

Because, unlike the Immortal Emperor's difficult steps, in the world of six reincarnations, no one can stop the return of the ancient Emperor of the Underworld.

"boom!"

I saw that he was holding a simple and rough wooden box, and there was also a strange sacrificial inscription written by the ancestor to open a way for him, and he was about to break free from the suppression of the Huangtian Emperor and return to the world of mortals.

The whole world is really filled with gloom and gloom.

An apocalyptic atmosphere has enveloped many great worlds, and all living beings are in despair.



Somewhere in the Immortal Realm, in the boundless void, there is a majestic and majestic mountain rising and falling, its brilliance reaching into the sky.

I saw that the sacred mountain was huge and majestic, far wider than the stars. It was filled with gold and silver, surrounded by the vast ocean of human thoughts, and accompanied by thousands of Buddha lights shining everywhere, it was truly magical to the extreme.

There is no need to doubt that this is the Mount Sumeru that he taught the flying immortals together with Amitabha not long ago and entered the immortal realm.

At this moment, the powerful Buddhists headed by Amitabha are driving Mount Sumeru, shuttling through the grand battlefield, suppressing the dark creatures.

"boom!"

It has to be said that this Buddhist sacred mountain that condenses the boundless power of faith is truly extraordinary and has endless power. Even the existence of the fallen true immortal level must be sincerely fearful.

However, no matter how many dark creatures were killed, the hearts of the powerful men in the world were still heavy.

Because they knew very well that in front of the dark quasi-immortal emperor who was about to escape from trouble, all their efforts were nothing more than a joke.

Just when similar thoughts appeared in everyone's minds——

"Wow!"

On the top of Mount Sumeru, in the treasure hall of the Great Leiyin Temple, a golden statue that looked like a young Taoist priest, whose appearance was completely different from the other ancient Buddhas in the same hall, suddenly opened his eyes.

Holy Buddha!

For nearly two million years, the golden body of Saint Buddha Ende has been enshrined in the Great Thunder Sound Temple. Only recently, at the critical moment when Xumi Ju taught Feixian, did he take the initiative to take action.

Now, the dark catastrophe is coming, perhaps sensing the plight of the Immortal Emperor, the Saint Buddha of Grace finally wakes up again.

He looks like he is only in his twenties, and he has an air of immortality. He is really no different from the Immortal Emperor.

In fact, the Saint Buddha of Grace was originally the supreme golden body built by Buddhist sages in the past to express gratitude for the Immortal Emperor's kindness to Buddhism.

When Saint Buddha of En De came to life, he immediately raised his head and looked straight to the infinite height, taking in a panoramic view of the Six Paths of Reincarnation World and the Immortal Sect in the void outside the boundary.

In his eyes, many avenue runes flickered, accompanied by the fluctuations of spiritual thoughts as vast as the ocean.

"Buzz——"

At the same time, sensing the resurrection of the Holy Buddha of Grace, a ray of Buddha's light soared into the sky on Mount Sumeru and descended directly into the treasure hall of the Great Thunder Sound Temple.

There is no doubt that the person coming is none other than the Lord of Sumeru, the most powerful person in Buddhism today - Amitabha Buddha.

At this moment, Amitabha is holding the pestle for subduing demons and the treasured pestle of merit and virtue. His body is surrounded by the splendors of gods and goddesses. He is filled with the spirit of Buddha. He is truly worthy of being the sage and sage of Buddhism.

I saw Amitabha looking along the gaze of the Holy Buddha of Kindness, and then he sighed leisurely.

As the master of Mount Sumeru, he had received part of the inheritance from the Immortal Monk King. Amitabha's spiritual thoughts penetrated the secluded world, and his heart was naturally like a mirror, and he understood everything, and then he said with a hint of sadness:

"Senior, have you made your decision?"

Upon hearing Amitabha's question, Saint Buddha of Grace lowered his eyes, and then a heartfelt smile appeared on his face:

"None of us can survive the catastrophe of the heavens. Didn't Xumi also use his sword?"

Seeing that Amitabha seemed to want to speak, the Holy Buddha of Grace did not give him this opportunity and continued:

"What's more, cause and effect are predetermined, and today is the time of calamity."

"If I don't go to hell, who will?"

Knowing that Saint Buddha of Kindness had made up his mind, Amitabha naturally said no more. His eyes were shining brightly and he said in a deep voice:

"Since senior is willing to sacrifice his life for the sake of justice for the heavens, I, Sumeru, should also do my best to help!"

Seeing this, Saint Buddha of Grace nodded with a pleased look on his face, and immediately calmed down all his thoughts and said in an extremely free and easy manner:

"Haha! I'm going too!"

"boom!"

In the boundless battlefield, whether it was the dark creatures or the powerful men in the sky, they all sensed the fluctuations in the underworld and immediately raised their heads.

I saw a bright and blazing fairy light rising into the sky from Mount Xumi, pointing straight into the void outside.

Not only that, as the fairy light left, the vast ocean of thought power surrounding Mount Sumeru disappeared. The entire Mount Sumeru seemed to have lost all its magic and looked particularly dim.

In addition, many powerful people also clearly sensed that not only Mount Sumeru, but also the power of belief in the world of Buddhism seemed to be blessed by that fairy light.

And just when the fairy light left Sumeru——

In the human world, in the ancient and mysterious Immortal Mountain, and on the only ancient road, in the secret realm where the 81st Divine City is located, there is also a fairy light rising into the sky, tearing apart the void.



"Rumble--"

At this moment, in the boundless void, where the six worlds of reincarnation are, there are countless blood-colored lightnings intertwined, accompanied by gray fog, and a strange and ominous aura is overwhelming, making all creatures in the world tremble.

Among them, there is a terrifying figure that looks like the Lord of the Netherworld. Just by standing here, it has caused chaos in the past, present and future, making all the heavens empty.

The emperor of the ancient underworld finally got out of trouble.

A genuine quasi-immortal emperor freed up his hands, which really made the powerful people in the world feel despair and horror in their hearts.

"Wow!"

However, he did not take action against the heavens and worlds at the first time, but looked at the majestic immortal gate not far away.

"boom!"

However, almost at the same moment, the Immortal Sect unleashed a supreme wave of great power.

At the same time, three rays of extremely bright fairy light converged and crashed directly into the fairy door.


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