Chapter 943 Buddhist Vow

"The second crime is that after the incident, you don't want to make up for it. Under the anger, you want to murder the prince! Both crimes are unforgivable! Do you have something to say?"

The sound was like rolling thunder, shaking people's minds.

Lu Tianqing opened his mouth, as if about to speak. But when it reached his mouth, he swallowed it back.

Justify what? What happened today is clearly a trap.

The two supreme beings joined forces to take him down, Lu Tianqing, and cut off his Xuanhua wings!

Also speechless! It is a fact that he made a move today, intending to harm Zong Shou.

And the young man in front of him has been promoted to the rank of Burning Blood. He is already the most well-deserved number one among the crown princes of the Lu family.

The life of this son is related to the survival plan of the Lu family, and the hope of dozens of monks in the holy realm to hit the ultimate realm.

Once this matter is known to many elders of the Holy Court, even the Lord Xuanhua cannot defend him.

He, Lu Tianqing, has provoked the anger of everyone! What's the point of making an excuse?

Laughing silently, Lu Tianqing's expression gradually became indifferent.

My heart is dead and ashamed, and I no longer give up my hope of life.

"What's wrong with me? If you want to commit a crime, there is no excuse! If the two saints want to take my life, I will die!"

The voice of Yan Yuan Shengzun was silent for a while, and then the sound of sneering came again,

"If you really don't repent, there is no cure! If this is the case, I don't need to show mercy. But your life will be taken by someone—"

When the sound fell, Lu Tianqing's body, limbs, and all joints exploded with blood mist.

The whole person, almost collapsed to the ground, could no longer stand upright.

Zong Shou on the opposite side watched with cold eyes.

At the beginning, he was also slightly surprised that his real reliance was not on this Holy One.

The cultivation base of soul thoughts is far from being able to sense the traces of the Supreme Realm Saint.

But then he became calm again, and the corners of his lips were full of cold contempt.

Are you playing this scene for yourself?

To appease himself, the monstrous anger towards the Fenkong Lu family.

But my mother, she was trapped in the Jiujue Death Prison for more than 20 years and endured such torture.

How can this resentment and hatred be appeased with Lu Tianqing's life?

His eyes were cold, and he looked coldly at Lu Tianqing who had collapsed and crawled.

At this moment, the red-robed old man no longer had the majesty and bearing of a saintly venerable, his whole body was covered in blood, and he was extremely miserable and extremely embarrassed.

That Yan Yuan Shengzun not only destroyed this person's joints and muscles, but also severely injured this person's soul, so that he could no longer control the spirit.

Even the vocal cords of its larynx were crushed. He could only gurgle in his mouth, and stared at him with eyes full of hatred.

Zong Shou didn't care, but just laughed out loud. The runes suddenly appeared in the eyes, causing Lu Tianqing's body to twist suddenly.

In the eyes of the latter, panic also suddenly appeared. It wasn't just his body that was torn apart by thousands of directional forces. And flames seeped in, searing his body.

But these are not enough to make him panic. What was really unbearable was the severe pain.

It was so painful that people wished they could kill themselves at this moment, the severe pain of cutting off all the muscles in their body.

I suddenly realized in my heart that this is another illusion! It was Zong Shou who reflected the pain he had endured in his mind.

But at this time, he couldn't resist.

"It hurts, right? I wish I could die right now? But the pain my mother endured every day is more than ten times and a hundred times—"

Zong Shou laughed, his fingernails dug deep into his flesh, and he was angry with Nanping.

"You should be glad that Gu has never really lost his mind and can do those beastly things."

In the blood pupil, the luster changed again. A combination of tattoos that coincide with the way of heaven, like one black and one white, the hooked jade image of a yin and yang fish.

And Lu Tianqing's body was also distorted and crushed at this moment, completely exploding into blood mist!

Only a group of remnant souls escaped, before they could escape, they were forcibly captured by Zong Shou.

That Yan Yuan Shengzun only destroys this person's cultivation base and force, and does nothing.

It is nothing more than wanting to throw this person to him to deal with.

But Zong Shou is also calm, there is no reason to spare Lu Tianqing's life just because he doesn't want to accept the favor of the Holy Lord Yan Yuan——

As soon as I think of those red hummingbirds, I think of the scene of that day, and I feel cramping in my chest.

"However, even though you are happy to die now, this lingering hatred cannot be eliminated! I have heard that the Buddhist sect has the art of six reincarnations, and the method of vows. Today I will be involved in some karma, and I wish to end in immeasurable I swear by the body of the first Buddha! May you, for thousands of generations and ten thousand lives, fall into the realm of animals, be insects forever, and be the food of animals—"

Lu Tianqing's remnant soul struggled violently. But now, it's too late,

Zong Shou was surrounded by a muffled sound suddenly. A gate of death opened with a bang as if impatiently, and countless death energy seeped in, and there was also an incomparably powerful dragging force. Forcibly dragged Lu Tianqing's crying Yuanhun into the Nether Gate.

After the Nether Gate was closed, Zong Shou looked around again.

The thoughts of the Holy Lord Yan Yuan had already receded at this time, leaving no trace behind.

This hell world lost its last support as Lu Tianqingdao disappeared.

The root has been gradually burned by his world-burning flames, and the collapse is getting worse.

Zong Shou felt empty in his heart. But there was no hesitation, let alone the slightest nostalgia. With one step, he left the hell world.

The collapse of a world must be a monstrous movement, affecting countless time and space.

Even near the Nine Absolute Death Prison, there will be a sea of ​​illusory.

The force of the impact was definitely not something he could bear at this time.

Stepping outside the void, Zong Shou stretched out his hand again and grabbed the seventh floor of the Death Prison.

This death prison forbidden formation was indestructible before, Zong Shou was helpless.

But at this time, it was completely ignored. Possessing the blood of burning the world, in that prison of death, he could do anything in the first place.

In just a moment, Zong Shou took Lu Wubing out of Linghai Death Prison and brought him to his side.

Lu Wubing glanced at Zong Shou indifferently, as if not surprised. There was a flash of light in his eyes, and then he bowed deeply.

"Congratulations, Your Majesty, for achieving the world-burning blood!"

Since it is the Burning Blood Eye, it is not only the lord, but also the lord of the clan.

Zong Shou frowned, then shook his head slightly: "You are like my master, you have already expected it?"

Lu Wubing smiled bitterly, how could he have such abilities?

No matter how high Zong Shou is, he will not be surprised. Zong Shou was in the prison of death, and his blood would undergo such an astonishing mutation.

It was only when I reached the fifth floor of Death Hell that I guessed a little bit.

"Your Majesty, no matter whether I guessed it or not, Your Majesty will be sent to the Nine Absolute Death Prison."

Zong Shou was silent for a while, he really couldn't blame Lu Wubing for this matter.

Then his pupils narrowed slightly, and he looked towards the void in the distance.

Only three figures were seen, appearing outside the speed of escape.

One of them, even if he was turned into ashes, he still recognized that it was on the eighth floor that blocked him for ten days, and tossed his Jue Yan for ten days!

But at this moment, his attention was on the woman on the left.

It's mother! At this moment, there are waves in the eyes, and I looked over foolishly.

There were tears in his eyes, as if he had a thousand words to tell him. But it seemed to be restrained by a strange force, unable to speak.

"Mother—"

Subconsciously, Zong Shou wanted to step over there.

But even though he thought, he couldn't move forward, even half a step closer.

Even the supernatural power of burning the world and the stars of the Tao cannot do it. An invisible barrier blocks the front, making it insurmountable.

Immediately, his chest was full of rage, and he glared in the direction of Lu Jueyan next to him.

At this time and here, the only person who can stop him is this Jueyan sage!

But Lu Jueyan smiled, as if he was extremely happy. He didn't care about Zong Shou's gaze.

"In ten years, Shou'er, you need to remember to go back to the Holy Court! You are the current first prince of my Lu family, and the future Emperor of Burning Kong. But since birth, you have never been to the Holy Court or worshiped at the ancestral temple. , it's really outrageous—”

Between the words, it seems that the elders are giving instructions to the younger generation, with a bit of honest teaching.

Zong Shou heard the words, but instead of being angry, he smiled: "Return to the holy court and worship the ancestral temple? You Fenkong Lu family members, if you look down on me, a person with impure blood, you will not be afraid of me, a foreigner, who will tarnish Lu." family's ancestral home."

"What kind of angry words are you talking about?"

That Jueyan laughed out loud, with a helpless expression, as if he was looking at the child who was venting his anger.

"You are the only great-great-great-grandson of my Holy Emperor, the eldest son of the Lu family. If your bloodline is not pure, the Fenkong Holy Court will have no direct lineage. As the first heir, who would dare to be disrespectful? Someone is ignorant, how about I kill him for you?"

Zong Shou was speechless for a while, he had never seen such a weird and shameless supreme saint.

Taking a deep breath, Zong Shou tried his best to calm down his mind.

"I don't remember that I changed my surname. Furthermore, if you want me to go to Burning the Holy Court, please release my ancestral mother back first! Holding my mother hostage, is this the sincerity of the Holy One?"

"Hanyan? Your mother voluntarily followed me back to the Holy Court to visit Sacred Emperor Burning Kong. I haven't seen you for twenty years, and your mother misses you very much."

As Jue Yan spoke, Zong Shou was slightly taken aback. Turning to look at her mother again, she saw Lu Hanyan nodding slightly to him with a calm expression.

Jueyan also smiled again: "If you want to see her, you can come to Burning Kong Holy Court. Wouldn't it be great to have a family reunion!"

Zong Shou's fists were clenched tightly, and all the bones in his body were creaking.

His eyes were like knives, and he wanted to punch this saint heavily in the face.

But Jueyan didn't see it at all, or if he saw it, he didn't care much.

His eyes were teasing, as if to say, so what if you hate? What about anger?

In the end, after all, it still needs to follow his will——

"That's all I can say! Whether you come or not is up to you. The fierce battle in the Holy Court is far beyond your imagination. If you come to the end, Shou'er, you may regret it for the rest of your life!"

After saying these words, Jueyan's figure gradually faded away. Lu Hanyan also disappeared from the figure of the girl in red.

Zong Shou's figure flickered suddenly, and when he arrived at the place where the three of them were hiding, he was in vain.

At this time, a sigh came from beside the ear: "After all, you are still guarding you, and you are also involved-"