Chapter 1599: The Angry Immortal Tianjie Asks for Grievances, and a Stick of Incense Is Used to Suppress the Infant

presumptuous!

How presumptuous is this?

Diying Shengzhu has never seen such a young person.

It was clear that he was very weak before, so why did he really think that he had gained a new destiny after the so-called "Heavenly Secret Loading"?

Can nature be given to you by yourself?

joke!

There is no one else here. Otherwise, if you don’t know, you might think that it is this ignorant human being in front of you who has received the destiny of the ancestral god!

"Seed of a deceased infant!"

The branches of the Diying Sacred Tree were thrown into the sky, spilling out masses of wet tree seeds filled with rich vitality.

The tree seed stuck to nothingness and hatched quickly. In just the blink of an eye, it gave birth to countless life forms that she had swallowed before.

In Dao Qiongcang's eyes, each of these people is so familiar that he can easily pick up their respective information:

"Half saint prays for good, belongs to the dead tree, was born in the southern region, is good at magic and life."

"The long legacy of a semi-saint, the body of a ghost beast, born in the Northern Territory, one of the defective experimental products of Bei Huai."

"Half-Saint White Feather, Ring of Holy Rainbow..."

"Half Saint..."

Without exception, this time Diying Shengzhu was serious.

The Dao Infants she took out all started at the semi-saint level, and they seemed to be deeply afraid of the unknown and powerful "Six Paths of Heaven" mode.

But under such serious attack, Sword Immortal Dao Dao Qiongang only glanced at it and turned a blind eye to the changes around him.

He only slowly raised the Buddha's Light Giant Sword in his hand, which was so long and wide that it could cover most of his body. His fingertips lightly brushed the sword body and murmured to himself:

"We haven't seen each other for thirty years, right?"

"Thirty years of worldly affairs, all your fame and achievements are in the dust. Now, the world only remembers the divine sword Xuan Cang and the four ferocious swords. I'm afraid they have already forgotten your reputation..."

Buzz!

The sword shook unwillingly, and suddenly the Buddha's light shone brightly.

The gleaming gold reflected the evil infants everywhere who were rooted in nothingness, and their faces were all bright, as if they were detached and holy.

"Woo——"

"Uh uh..."

"Die, die, die!!"

Under the extreme catalysis of the super-Taoist life attribute, each of the infant species grew rapidly, and reached maturity in just a few breaths.

The baby is born, the fruit is dropped...

As soon as the fruit matures, the infants fall off from the void, and each one is randomly given a wisp of the soul consciousness of the Diying Sacred Plant, and they gain some energy.

"kill him!"

The beautiful tree mother pulled out her thick roots from the ground, and while retreating step by step, she gave her only order:

At all costs, kill these people who are pretending to be gods and ghosts.

hiss!

A shrill wail sounded from nowhere, and in response to the actions of the thirty or forty infant race people, the charging horn was sounded, and many figures screamed and rushed towards the sky at the same time.

…

"Keng——"

At this moment, the giant sword flipped over, and the Sanskrit sound penetrated through the ages.

Dao Qiongcang raised his eyelids and stared blankly at the dozens of poor crazy infants, his sword robe swaying in the wind.

There was a sound in the void, and a sigh came down:

"Is it true that you are so proud if you are alive? How can you be so courageous only if you die?"

A trace of sarcasm curled up in the corner of Dao Qiongcang's mouth, without concealing the disdain between his brows, he snorted:

"Sad!"

After finishing speaking, facing the dozens and a half saints, he calmly lifted the sword in his hand.

Whoops!

The pseudo-swordsmanship formation diagram under his feet stirred up waves of dust, and invisible waves of power swept out in all directions.

The bright Buddha's light dyed his hands from the sword, from his shoulders to his body, and finally even the sword robe in the sky was covered with a layer of pure scale light.

"Big Buddha..."

Dao Qiongcang opened his lips and teeth, and thousands of powers converged into one sword.

A giant Buddha suddenly appeared in the sky, descended from the sky, and settled around Dao Qiongang, shutting out the half-saints of the infant race who were bullying him from all directions.

Without even noticing his movements, the giant sword that was lifted up in front of his chest had been placed under his left waist, and he pulled it hard to the right...

"cut!"

The sword light flew across, from the inside to the outside.

The golden ring expanded instantly, and even the protecting Buddha was split into two halves by his own sword light in an instant.

"What?!"

The Diying Sacred Strain, which exploded away from a distance, changed its expression in horror upon seeing this.

She only had time to allow her body to jump high above the golden sword light that was approaching in an instant, without being cut into pieces.

As for those infants...

The fighting consciousness of this group of semi-saints is no longer at the level they were before each other. They are now under the unified control of the Diying Holy Strain.

The giant Buddha slashed through the ring with a sword, and each of the Yingzhong people still carried out the previous thoughts of the Yingshengzhu: They only wanted to break through the resistance of the giant Buddha's body to their attack, and had no intention of escaping.

Now, all of them have been caught, and no one has slipped through the net!

"boom--"

After the sword light, you can hear the roar.

Diying Shengzhu came back to his senses and looked around, and was shocked to see that the heaven and the earth were both cut apart by a sword of golden light.

The branches and vines covering the wall path were all broken...

The tall walls of the Siming Temple itself are divided diagonally...

Even the body!

Diying Shengzhu felt a chill in his body, and when he swept down his holy mind, he realized that the sword light that he thought he could avoid by bouncing was actually an illusion.

She had already been killed by the giant Buddha's sword!

"hiss--"

Pain invades the soul.

The Diying Holy Strain found that there were wisps of purple evil energy and black evil energy on itself, which were evaporated, purified, and transcended by the power contained in the golden sword light!

This is beyond the pain of being cut off.

The power of the giant sword itself actually has a natural restraint on the power of the evil god, the power of her evil medicine ancestor, and even all the power that is essentially related to "demon nature"!

"This is..."

The Diying Saint was purified and his mind was upset. After forcibly turning back to consciousness, he realized that it was not the sword immortal way, the sword of the sword of the sky itself that was strong.

It was the sword!

And the terrifying power contained in the sword!

She carefully identified that the giant sword in the hands of the sky was full of gold, and the guard was guarded by nine golden Buddhas, some in a worshiping state, some in a willful state, some in a sleepy state, some in a praying state, or...

There was no need to look again, just a glance, the Diying Saint suddenly remembered the nature of the sword and why it had a natural restraint on him:

"One of the five great artifacts of chaos, the wrathful immortal Buddha sword?"

For a moment, the Diying Saint was in a trance.

It is true that Dao Qiongcang had mentioned the word "Angry Immortal" before.

But shouldn't this "Angry Immortal" be a name casually given by the sword holder? How is it related to "Buddha Sword·Angry Immortal"?

"How can you get his approval?"

The voice of the Diying Saint was tearing and roaring.

The Buddha Sword Angry Immortal not only requires high sword intentions from the ancient sword cultivators, but also requires higher character.

If there is no Buddha fate, no saving the world and saving people's hearts, no thought of "Buddha saves the world, Buddha saves the immortals, all worlds are equal, immortals and mortals are one"...

The sword holder can hardly even draw the sword!

And Dao Qiongcang in front of him, his sword comprehension seems magnificent, but it is clearly strong on the outside and weak on the inside, which is pieced together from here and there.

In essence, he has a good master's sword intention.

How can such an ordinary person get the favor of the Buddha Sword Angry Immortal?

"Patta, pat..."

The upper and lower bodies of the infant species fell to the ground one after another, twisting and curling in the Buddha's light. Although they did not die, they cried out in pain.

Under close scrutiny, the sword light that cut the halves of the infant race contained the meaning of Mo Jian and the reality of time and space separation.

It was also faintly visible that there was a very faint golden "willing power" attached to the wound, preventing the life attribute of the super-Tao from resurrecting.

Dao Qiongcang chuckled, swung the sword, and carried it on his shoulder.

Suddenly, he realized that this move was very indecent and did not match the identity of the sword fairy, so he had to move the sword back, holding it diagonally with all his strength, and stood proudly.

For the question of the Saint Plant of the Infant, he, who was born as a riddle man, did not intend to answer it in detail even though he had become the sword fairy Dao·Dao Qiongcang at this time. On the contrary, his response was more concise and disdainful:

"The cicada cries in the summer, and it is enough to cry sadly."

"Want to know autumn and winter? It will only make you laugh!"

Bang!

He shook the Angry Immortal Buddha Sword down.

The strong willpower poured out like a golden torrent, spreading along the pseudo-sword secret formation diagram, instantly transcending the souls of the infant-forming holy plant in each infant-forming person, causing them to stop struggling and go to the west peacefully.

I have to say.

Just these two sentences, just this action.

The anger of the infant-forming holy plant was directly provoked to the extreme.

Rampant!

It was simply rampant as if it was usurping the throne!

It was just a sword that killed more than 30 of my infant-forming infants. Do you really think that you can be lawless with the sword of the angry immortal Buddha?

"Dao! Qiong! Cang!"

The infant-forming holy plant shouted angrily, and actually stimulated a swollen nameless infant-forming at the broken end of itself.

The infant-forming was completely shapeless, and was only endowed with the most powerful power of the ancestor of medicine, which transformed into vitality and suddenly broke open again.

With a "hiss" sound, the purple-green life juice splashed like pus from a broken sore, pulling up and down, and the lotus root was broken and connected.

Swish!

In an instant, the will was wiped out.

The upper and lower halves of the body of the Diying Saint were connected back, just like the beginning of the battle.

Such a disgusting way of "connecting" made Dao Qiongcang frown.

This time, he didn't wait for the Diying Saint to make a move.

He had already slashed the Angry Immortal Buddha Sword with one finger, stained with nine drops of holy blood, broke the Buddha Sword Ring, and sacrificed to kill everyone.

Immediately, the golden light in the sword burst out, and Dao Qiongcang was also muttering:

"The way of the sword is called 'Nine', Nine sits in command, cleansing my wisdom..."

"The way of the sword is called 'Ten Thousand', Ten Thousand Swords return, pay tribute to the Buddha in the West..."

"The way of the sword is called 'Heart', the heart is fearless, and the eyes are free from all laws..."

"The way of the sword is called 'Mo'..."

"The way of the sword is called 'Love'..."

"The way of the sword is called 'No'..."

The many voices overlapped in one place, as if there were nine mouths hidden in his mouth, and the nine mouths were muttering at the same time, and nine sounds were produced.

Nine sounds echoed with nine bloods, and nine bloods returned in one wave.

A wave of rituals washed me, and the Buddha's original root was born!

"An..."

Dao Qiongcang's eyes printed two "卍", and at the end, the words in his mouth could no longer be heard clearly, but the layers of light on his body added, and the whole person was enveloped in golden light, becoming hazy and illusory .

Suddenly, he threw the angry immortal high, and the Buddha sword spun up horizontally. He put his hands together and pressed his fingertips against the falling sword.

The Sanskrit sound finally converged into existence, and he said:

"There is no resentment in the world, the three realms are empty, and there is also emptiness, and there is nothing."

"If the Buddha has resentment, the hell should be full, full of the underworld, and sparse in the human world."

The body hunched.

Suddenly raised again.

"Heaven understands that there is resentment!"

Behind Dao Qiongcang, a huge Buddha image rose up.

The statue has eyes closed and a sad face. Its left hand is half-dropped as it tries to place itself in the sky, but it is powerless. Its right hand is placed on the ground but the force is very weak. It has a sense of powerlessness, as if "it is difficult for people to enter this world, and it is difficult for people to enter this world".

But in the eyes of the Diying Saint...

Such a Buddha who does nothing actually has a golden solution flowing all over his body - it is the surging power of faith, the second generation of Che Shen's thoughts and wishes!

His sorrow is my sadness.

It was just that when this appearance and this power first appeared, the Diying Saint Plant clearly had already been compatible with the fate of the ancestor god, but still felt that I was humble and could not even compare to the other appearance's intention to save the world.

"Boom!"

Her roots suddenly exploded, and her upper body suddenly crawled on the ground like a human kneeling down.

Impossible!

This is impossible!

The Diying Saint Plant, which was kneeling on the ground, was already like a madman.

She wanted to raise her body and refused to worship the Buddha image, but once her mind went crazy, the suppression she received became even greater.

Like a mountain pressing down on her head!

Like the sea sinking on her shoulders!

Although they were separated by a vast distance, they did not need to touch each other. Since the Buddha image was invited, it had already been blessed with a wish, and was "slowly" transcending its own evil spirits, demonic spirits, and various alienated forces.

Slowly, it only refers to indifference, not speed.

"No——"

The Diying Saint Plant buried its head and roared.

Her whole body was festering and losing.

But the more crazy and resistant she was, the more she couldn't raise her head.

The extraordinary experience from ancient times to the present made the Holy Tree of Infants realize the "thought" and "goodness" of this appearance quickly when she was in panic...

Higher than herself!

His way was like the ten ancestors!

How could such a suppressing force be escaped by panic and struggle? Only by being content with the original goodness can one escape from the reality of "supernatural salvation".

But...

Be quiet?

Calm down?

Be good with all your heart and no longer be different?

——How is it possible!

The Holy Tree of Infants was going crazy.

She had already joined the sect of Suyin. If she followed the way of the Buddha, her own great way would collapse.

But if she didn't, how could she escape from this terrifying power and seek freedom?

And!

How could such a sword be achieved by the villain Dao Qiongcang who was well versed in the way of stealing and borrowed such power from nowhere?

"Buddha sword, Buddha sword, lend me the Buddha sword..."

"I don't need it, it comes to me for nothing..."

As he crawled on the ground, footsteps sounded in front of him, accompanied by a few melancholy sounds.

Dao Qiongcang's Tianjie, as Diying Shengzhu thought, was not Tianjie in normal form at all - he was not a sword fairy.

He really just borrowed someone's power and was entrusted to hold a sword. When he saw something unclean, he asked for this sword and this power to fulfill someone's wish.

"You are the natural ancestor tree, the root of Diying, and the root said: In this life, I will protect the world and my life... The destiny cannot be violated!"

"With your destiny at this point, how can the stolen ancestor god's opportunity help you achieve 'falsehood'? You must know that falsehood is originally empty, and nothingness is originally a fantasy."

"How can a fool's wild imagination compare to the natural 'ancestor god destiny'?"

Dao Qiongcang stepped lightly and slowly came to the front of Diying Shengzhu.

He put his hand into the void, without the need to summon, the Angry Immortal Buddha Sword had returned from the "Heavenly Solution" and fell into his palm.

Raise the sword.

Dao Qiongcang shook his head lightly.

"My friend, saving the world and saving people, to suppress the devil's destiny, willing to give up the life of heaven and fall into the fallen pagoda, this is the 'true'."

"And you, my other friend, started out in a vain, usurped the will of heaven, built castles in the air, and tried to catch the moon in the water. Is this the 'ancestor god'? This is the 'false'."

He held the Angry Immortal Buddha Sword, and the tip of the sword spun downward.

The Buddha's image behind him was without mercy, forgetting life and death, as if he was no longer in the way of heaven, and transcending the three realms.

Om...

The Buddhas gathered and turned into golden light and injected into Dao Qiongcang. In fact, through Dao Qiongcang's hand, they gathered into the Angry Immortal Buddha Sword.

The Angry Immortal Buddha Sword rushed into the sky with a golden light, burning out the power of will, like a stick of incense.

Dao Qiongcang was like a puppet of heavenly secrets that could obtain astonishing power by executing orders.

He aimed the sword and incense at the creeping holy tree of the infant, at its huge and trembling crown, at the unwillingness, endless resentment, and the evil that could bring disaster to the world...

One suppression!

"Today, I will kill the evil, pay the power of my vow, and burn a stick of incense to purify the world... You can go now."