Chapter 1268 The Eight-Division Buddha, a Bloody Massacre!

"Boom!"

In the palace, it seemed as if the knife shadows and the killing rules had all gained intelligence, and they realized that something bad was happening, and became very frantic and irritable!

Ye Wushuang, who was wrapped in the knife shadows, accepted the inheritance of the Killing Knife Ancestor!

This was the gift from the Killing Knife Ancestor, and it also made him understand too much. The tyrant of the knife lies in its obsession. When it moves, the world will die!

"Boom!"

After the Killing Knife Dao was passed on to Ye Wushuang, the figure of the Killing Knife Ancestor became illusory, and Ye Wushuang, sitting cross-legged in the void, flashed countless pictures in his mind!

This is the life of the Killing Knife Ancestor, from entering the Dao to dying in the hands of King Lingxiao, it is vivid, allowing Ye Wushuang to understand the life of the Supreme as a bystander!

It also let him know that the hardships and sufferings of stepping into the peak of the ancient king and the invincible Supreme are beyond the imagination of ordinary people!

Ordinary people are terrified by the power of the Supreme, but they don't know that this power of the Supreme is born from the hardships of the Supreme throughout his life, and contains thousands of hardships and sorrows, how can it not make people terrified and shocked!

Ye Wushuang woke up from his perception, stood up, and bowed!

This bow is a respect for the Killing Sword Ancestor, and also a thank you for his gift and guidance!

"Don't you have any questions?"

The figure of the Killing Sword Ancestor is illusory, but he still stands like a blade, sharp and peerless!

"Yes, but I don't know whether to ask or not?"

Ye Wushuang was silent for a while, and uttered a sentence.

"You say!"

The Killing Sword Ancestor smiled indifferently, as if he already knew what Ye Wushuang wanted to ask, but he didn't care!

"Senior and King Lingxiao were good friends when they were alive, why did you choose to fight him, and willingly die in his hands!"

Ye Wushuang asked a question.

From the pictures, he knew that Ling Xiao Jun Wang, one of the ten kings, had no grudge against the Slaughter Blade Ancestor. On the contrary, they were close friends!

However, the two met in battle, and the Slaughter Blade Ancestor was killed in the end!

"We are friends and opponents. In that battle, I took the initiative to ask for a life-and-death battle. He wanted to break through, so did I. One person lives and one person dies. This is inevitable. How can I regret it!"

The Slaughter Blade Ancestor was very calm, but when he thought of something, he smiled bitterly and said, "However, the only regret is that even if he made a breakthrough, he could not make it to the end!"

"By the way, I have one more thing to ask of you!"

The Slaughter Blade Ancestor looked at Ye Wushuang, "Help find a successor to the Slaughter Blade Dao!"

"Don't worry, senior, I will!" Ye Wushuang nodded. The Slaughter Blade Dao is indeed a terrible supreme way, but killing requires choice. If anyone can inherit it, then they can only become killing demons and destroyers!

"Boom!"

Instantly, as soon as Ye Wushuang finished speaking, the entire palace suddenly trembled, and endless killing knife shadows also quickly rioted, as if the entire killing tomb was going to be buried deep underground!

The eyes of the Killing Knife Ancestor also flickered, and he looked up and pierced through the void, as if he could see everything outside!

"Lingxiao Mountain is open!"

He sighed slightly and said, "You go out!"

After speaking, he grabbed the killing sword behind him with one hand, and took a reluctant look, and then saw it handed to Ye Wushuang!

Ye Wushuang took it over, and suddenly found that the killing sword was extremely heavy, and the blade was covered with an extreme killing. If it didn't move, it would be fine, but if it moved, it would be extremely domineering!

"Eight Buddhas, killing is crazy!"

On the blade, four killing divine texts were engraved, which made people's blood boil!

"Good knife!"

Ye Wushuang also liked it very much. Putting aside his identity as the supreme divine weapon, the pure killing on it alone made Ye Wushuang happy!

"Ye Wushuang, the current killing knife has not revived, you can still control it."

"But once it revives, it will require strong cultivation and supreme suppression. Otherwise, once it cannot be controlled, it will make you become a killer and deviate from the true meaning of killing!"

The Killing Knife Ancestor reminded, and the endless killing knife shadows wrapped around Ye Wushuang's body and sent him out of the palace!

"Ye Wushuang, there is a supreme technique in King Lingxiao, you must get it. If you choose the path of killing, it is very suitable for you, don't miss it!"

The voice of the Killing Knife Ancestor came out, and Ye Wushuang also landed outside the palace!

Looking back, the palace gate was closed, and the killing knife shadow wailed, as if the owner had passed away!

Ye Wushuang turned his head and stared deeply, bowed, and then turned and rushed towards the exit of the killing tomb!

"Boom!"

Outside, the entire Lingxiao Secret Realm was shaking violently, the mountains were broken, the earth was cracked, and the sky was filled with a chaotic storm, like a scene of annihilation!

A supreme and majestic power spread in the void, making everyone feel an inexplicable suffocation and trembling, as if there was a peerless power quietly emerging!

"Boom, boom, boom--"

On the third mountain, nine hundred-meter-thick light columns burst out from nine directions at the same time, piercing through the clouds and sky, and piercing several large holes!

The entire sky gradually formed a huge vortex along those large holes!

"Boom!"

Below, the Killing Tomb was shaking violently, and the door of the Killing Tomb was gradually closed. Endless supreme divine patterns flowed on it, and the entire Killing Tomb was gradually pulled into chaos!

"Hurry up, the Killing Tomb is about to close!"

Countless cultivators rushed out of it quickly, turning into beams of light and rushing out of the sky!

"Boom!"

Hateful Woman, Lonely Grave, Shanhe Yongzun and the Son of the Ninth Forbidden Zone also rushed out, looking at the tomb door that was about to close, they had no expression!

Even, Shanhe Yongzun showed a cold smile on his face, and secretly thought that it would be better to be buried in it, otherwise, I will definitely make you look good!

After speaking, looking at the changes in the sky, the four of them all looked at the sky, and rushed to the distance quickly. Lingxiao Mountain appeared, and the treasure of King Lingxiao was their ultimate goal. No one stopped for a moment!

"Boom!"

When Shamu rushed to Chaos, the tomb door was about to close!

Ximen Zhan just rushed out to the edge of the tomb door, and the tomb door had closed to a certain extent!

"Everyone, hold the tomb door quickly, there are still people behind who haven't come out!"

Ximen Zhan shouted anxiously, but everyone took the opportunity to rush out, and didn't listen to him at all, and didn't even look at anything, and the tomb door was getting closer and closer!

Seeing this, Ximen Zhan was even more anxious!

"No, Jiaojiao and the others, as well as Ye Wushuang, haven't come out yet. Once the tomb door closes and they are pulled into the chaos, they will most likely not be able to come back!"

With a flash of thought, Ximen Zhan didn't think about it carefully. With a rumble, he stepped forward, and the Seventh Transformation Battle Body was running, and the giant body of the king's true meaning rushed to the tomb door!

"Open it for me!"

With a roar, the supreme power suddenly supported it, blocking the speed of the tomb door closing, but the tomb door still creaked and closed!

"Hurry up!" Ximen Zhan looked at the tomb door and shouted anxiously in his heart. The king's giant body was pressed and burst, and it was about to collapse!

"Hurry, the tomb door is about to close!"

A loud shouting voice also sounded, and then a group of people rushed over frantically. Looking at Ximen Zhan who was supporting the tomb door, their eyes flickered, and they quickly drilled out from other gaps!

"The tomb door is here!"

Followed by, some figures rushed over!

"Help me resist, there are still people from your sect in the tomb, buy him some time!" Ximen Zhan's king's true meaning body has collapsed, and the seven-turn battle body is about to be squeezed and burst!

Seeing this, among those who rushed out, one person suddenly stopped, looking at Ximen Zhan, and a grim smile suddenly flashed in his eyes!

This person is Dai Qingyuan from the Zhentian Divine Sect!

"Ximen Zhan, I'll help you!"

Dai Qingyuan smiled coldly, suddenly raised his hand, and slammed Ximen Zhan's body with one palm. Boom, the terrifying palm print fell, Ximen Zhan's king's true meaning body collapsed, and the nine-turn battle body was squeezed and burst, and blood gushed out!

Boom!

Taking advantage of the situation, the tomb door made a violent rumbling sound and closed quickly!

"Enjoy it slowly, goodbye!"

Immediately, Dai Qingyuan grinned, followed the gap, and rushed out of the tomb door!

"Asshole!"

Suddenly, Ximen Zhan roared and cursed, spitting out streams of blood. At the same time, his arms swelled rapidly and violently propped up the closing tomb door!