"I originally wanted to leave this trick for Taiyi, but now that you are begging for death, then it's no wonder that I'm not going to blame!" Ziwei Xingjun felt the fluctuations in the starry sky, and his heart was half cold in an instant, and a lifeless madness rolled up in his heart.

In the endless abyss, a black lotus slowly rose and fell, and an unpredictable voice sounded in the heavens and the earth: "Love and hatred, joy, anger, sorrow and joy, separation and indefiniteness, all are demonic thoughts!"

What is a Heavenly Demon?

At the beginning of man, the heart of a child has no demonic thoughts. It's not that the Heavenly Demon takes the initiative to invade someone, but that you have demonic thoughts in your heart, and you will provoke the Heavenly Demon.

Looking at the fluctuations in the void, Emperor Ziwei was discouraged and hated. The hatred for the Demon Ancestor, the hatred for Taiyi, and the hatred for Amitabha are like the three rivers and five lakes stopping the water at this time, and the hatred cannot kill everything in front of them.

He was coaxed by the Demon Ancestor!

It's really a loss for the lady and a soldier!

In its primordial spirit, the nameless fire rose, the heart demon rose, the killing intent rolled up, and then a wisp of black whimper blew in the void, ignoring time and space, ignoring distance, and appeared out of thin air in the primordial spirit of Emperor Ziwei, merging with the inner demon in his primordial god.

With the increase in anger and negative emotions in Ziwei Xingjun's heart, especially when he saw the diminishing emperor slurry in the starry sky, his heart was even more painful.

The combination of the heart demon and the heavenly demon turned into a black lotus, a black lotus that bloomed slowly. In that black lotus, the embryo was conceived, constantly devouring the negative emotions in Ziwei Xingjun's heart. With its joy, anger and sorrow as nourishment, in an instant, the embryo in the black lotus was reborn, cracked open, and a figure came out, which was the shape of the Demon Ancestor.

"Hahaha!ha! Since you are begging for death yourself, then you can't blame me!" Emperor Ziwei stretched out his palm, and he saw layers of ripples in the starry sky, and his natal star purple microstar descended, falling from nothingness, turning into a vast purple qi machine, which was dyed with 100,000 stars, and 100,000 stars turned into 100,000 divine swords in an instant, converging in one place.

"Sword Life World!"

Looking at that sword, Amitabha saw a hundred thousand worlds in a trance, and endless beings were united to kill themselves.

"Give me death!" Ziwei Xingjun slashed down with a sword, and in the darkness he actually drove the will of the Heavenly Dao, and the will of Heaven was as powerful as a sword, even a saint could not stop it.

"The Sword of the Emperor!The Sword of the Heavenly Dao!" Amitabha finally changed color, the Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree in his hand was put away, and the palm of his hand was held in the void, but he saw a pagoda with a height of thirty-three and a yellow aura suspended above his head.

He can't stop this sword!

However, the Xuanhuang Linglong Pagoda can block it!

A true saint came to urge the Xuanhuang Linglong Pagoda, and the power was by no means comparable to Yang Sanyang's three-legged cat.

"Bang!"

The treasure light burst out, and Amitabha broke through the barriers of the second and third heavens, and stabilized his body in the fourth heaven.

"What a terrible sword! It's a pity, I have the Heaven and Earth Xuanhuang Linglong Pagoda, you can't kill me!" Amitabha was shocked into a cold sweat behind his back: "Emperor Dao, terrifying!"

"Hehe, but I don't know, how many swords can you block me? This master in the Heavenly Palace can block me a few swords!" Emperor Ziwei's face was crazy, and a black lotus swirled in his eyes, constantly devouring the fire of love and hate in his heart: "Taiyi, you dog thief! If you dare to insult my beloved wife, I will die with you today!"

"The emperor has fallen into the devil's path and still doesn't know, if he turns back at this time, maybe there is still salvation, it's not too late!" Amitabha had a Xuanhuang pagoda on his head, a rosary in his hand, glanced at the crape myrtle star monarch opposite, and began to chant the Heart Sutra in his mouth: "Boruparami...... Three hundred words are omitted here. ”

The voice of the scriptures was overwhelming, turning into golden characters, overwhelmingly pouring into Ziwei Xingjun.

Everywhere in the scriptures, the great Luo True God listened carefully, and they were fascinated, only to feel that they contained infinite heavenly truths. The sage preached that for endless sentient beings, it was a great creation. But the sound of this avenue fell in the ears of Emperor Ziwei, but it flew around him like countless flies, and he only felt upset, and one after another nameless fires rolled up, and he couldn't wait to draw his sword to tear apart the world here and cut everything around him.

"Noise!" Ziwei Xingjun slashed out with a sword, the sword light passed, the Sanskrit sound was cut off, and everything disappeared into nothingness.

The light of chaos burst out, and the earth, water, wind and fire rolled up, forcing the sound of Mida chanting to stop his words, sacrifice the Xuanhuang Linglong Pagoda of Heaven and Earth, and carry the sword of Ziwei Xingjun.

He can't retreat!

Behind him are the gods of the Heavenly Palace, the thirty-three heavens, if he retreats, he is afraid that all the true gods of Daluo will definitely die for a lifetime.

"Bang!"

The divine light of the Heaven and Earth Xuanhuang Linglong Pagoda burst out, and the Xuanhuang Qi of the divine light was actually cut off by Ziwei Xingjun. The Xuanhuang light, which had been running without condensation, was sluggish and flawed for the first time.

Amitabha's chest was cut open, and the golden divine light burst out, and there seemed to be an infinite world in it, and the endless chanting sound rolled up, pouring out like a flood in the open sky.

"Amitabha!" Amitabha chanted a Buddha horn, only to see a Buddha light burst out in the void, and the body that was cut off was once again restored intact, without any scars.

"Amitabha, Xingjun has a sword, and its power is really extraordinary. It's a pity that the power of the saint is beyond your imagination. As long as you can't destroy all my spirituality with a single sword, I can be restored to my original state in an instant. For me, being stabbed with a sword is no different from being pierced in the skin!" Amitabha smiled and shook his head: "Although Xingjun's sword is extraordinary, if you want to kill me, it is more than a step behind. ”

There are naturally monks in this world who can injure saints, such as Taiyi, Ziwei Xingjun and other overlords. But if you say that you kill a saint in seconds, it's a joke!

The saints have gathered the saints' personalities, and the true god of Daluo can still be resurrected after death, let alone a saint?

Heaven is immortal, saints are immortal!

Even if it is truly extinguished, it can still return!

"I don't believe it! It's all because of you, an old immortal, that made my concubine insulted by that Taiyi! Today, even if I ignite the origin, I will die with you and pull you, a saint, into the water!" Ziwei Xingjun's face was crazy, the black lotus in his eyes instantly condensed into substance, and the qi around his body continued to rise, and the innate immortal divine light began to sublimate.

In the starry sky, the purple microstar suddenly burst out with divine light, and it was like a big sun, the stars shone brightly, and the great wilderness was soaked in a layer of light purple. That divine light, even if it is stronger than the sun and the moon.

Amitabha suddenly changed color: "You're crazy!"

How terrible is extreme sublimation?

Just look at the fate of the Demon Ancestor and the God Emperor!

"Crazy? Hahaha! What can I do if I'm crazy? What can I do if I'm crazy? If I don't have this evil breath, my ancestor is better than dead! Even if I die, I will drag you to wait for the funeral! I want to call you, a saint, and ask you, the thirty-three heavens, to be buried for me!" Ziwei Xingjun looked like a madman, and his voice was full of madness.

Seeing that its life was rendered, it turned into a little streamer and flew out, as if it was about to ignite the big fireball of Ziweixing, and suddenly heard a cold female voice say: "Enough!"

The voice was not loud, but it seemed to be filled with a magical power, which actually calmed down the crazy Ziwei Xingjun.

The life grid is fixed there, the purple micro star light is restrained, and then the life grid returns to its body.

"Concubine Mi!" Looking at the blue-clothed figure flying from the depths of the heavenly palace, Ziwei Xingjun couldn't help but call softly, and stepped forward to grab Concubine Mi's hands.

"Don't make trouble, we've been tricked by the Demon Ancestor, let's go back!" Concubine Mi looked at Ziwei Xingjun with a pair of eyes.

"Taiyi Little ......"

"I'll go back!" Concubine Mi interrupted Ziwei Xingjun's words, her eyes full of coldness.

Glancing at Concubine Mi up and down, Ziwei Xingjun swept over Amitabha and the gods of the Heavenly Palace in the distance, and then said, "Go back!"

"It's not over!"

After speaking, he dragged Concubine Mi and led his subordinates to return to the Star God.

In the Heavenly Palace, there was only a mess left, and Amitabha shook his head when he saw this, and his body dissipated into the void.

Seeing this, the gods bowed to the place where Amitabha had disappeared, and then began to clean up the mess on the ground.

Recklessness

The ancestral land of the Terrans

Yang Sanyang looked up at the starry sky, the infinite star trajectory in his eyes crossed, and the trajectory of trillions of galaxies continued to flow.

The Demon Ancestor sat opposite Yang Sanyang, and at this time, a game of chess was placed in front of the two of them, and the two of them were playing with each other.

"I can't figure it out, your real body has been sealed, and now you're doing this, for what!"

Yang Sanyang's eyes showed a touch of solemnity, swept over the gradually converging purple microstar, and then looked at the opposite Demon Ancestor.

"That abyss, it's too dark, Ancestor, I also long for light, don't I?" Demon Ancestor smiled meaningfully.

"But I don't know, what is your purpose?I thought you were going to provoke a war between the two clans, but now it seems that it doesn't look like it!" Yang Sanyang looked at the Demon Ancestor with a pair of eyes scorching.

"Knowing too much, it's not a good thing, the Xuanhuang Linglong Pagoda was borrowed by Amitabha, you say...... If I kill you at this time, how likely are you to stop it?" the Demon Ancestor looked at him quietly.

Although the words were flat, Yang Sanyang felt the murderous intent.

Demon Ancestor's words were a temptation. If you are a little careless, you will provoke a terrifying killing machine and usher in a killing blow from the Demon Ancestor.

"Yes, I didn't have the Xuanhuang Linglong Pagoda before, so don't you also can't kill me?" Yang Sanyang took out a scroll from his sleeve and slowly placed it on the chessboard.

"Innate Supreme Treasure Taiji Diagram!" Demon Ancestor's eyelids jumped, the corners of his mouth twitched, and then all the killing intent was gone.

"You say, what should the big scene in the starry sky play next?" Demon Ancestor suddenly raised his head and looked at him with burning eyes.

"It depends on how Concubine Mi should choose! I don't know if Taiyi pushed Concubine Mi as I ordered!"

He remembered what Zhang Ailing said in his previous life: The shortest distance to a woman's heart is a woman's yin*.

"Are you so filthy and shameless?Teach the Taiyi Overlord to make a bow?" Demon Ancestor couldn't help but be stunned.