Become a Demon Lord, sign in and develop for three hundred years

Chapter 636 The Buddha’s veins are silent (page 12)

"In a battle of life and death, on the road to overcoming calamity, how can we let people tie their own hands and feet?"

Immediately, someone stood up to object, and Qingyin appeared in Qingming like the sound of nature, showing no trace of mercy.

The saints looked intently, and it was the Lord of Jin Xi who spoke. She stood beside the Lord of Xingtian and spoke calmly, her eyebrows full of sternness.

Jin Yu Qilin didn't give in at all, with a firm look in his eyes, as if he had something in mind, and went to Yao Palace alone, without regrets and calmly.

"No matter how good the spiritual treasure is, it has been refined by others. If you don't use it to fight for your life in a calamity, wouldn't you be putting the cart before the horse?"

Jin Guran looked at Zheng Jingxing and curled his lips slightly, "What's more, Qilin's cultivation level is above that of Lei Fang. If you are not allowed to use it when fighting with others, how can it be considered fair?"

Zheng Jingxing did not refute, but just stared at Jiang Moshu quietly, as if he wanted the Lord of Xingtian to give an explanation.

After a few breaths of silence, Jiang Moshu flicked the bone knife lightly and said calmly, "What Jingxing said is not unreasonable. These spiritual treasures are more useful when used on the emperor and the demon saint. They are destroyed here." What a pity."

Jin Guanran was about to speak, but Jiang Moshu gently raised his hand and glanced sideways to indicate that she didn't need to say anything.

Jiang Moshu raised his head and looked at the saints of Northern Territory. His clear and gentle eyes did not show any strange color, "On the bright side, there are three Dingzong spiritual treasures in the Buddhist veins of Northern Territory. Two of them have been destroyed today. Xing Zong lost them." With the Wan Lei Red Cone, my sea of ​​blood in the West has also become dilapidated. If I say I don’t feel any physical pain, I’m just lying to myself.”

He immediately turned around and bowed his hands to all the souls in the West, South and East Territory, "Each Tianzong method has its own secrets. Thank you for seeing me come to this northern border. If you are not sure, please enter with caution. Array...

If we don’t use spiritual treasures and only fight with our lives and magical powers, I will rely on all the gods and demons in the Tan Sect to fight, and there will be nothing to lose anyway. The calamity formations that follow can also be taken over by the gods and demons in my Tan Sect. Down. "

As soon as these words came out, the remaining Yuanshen and Jue Seng in Northern Xinjiang breathed a sigh of relief. They looked at Zheng Jingxing with a hint of gratitude. With the golden and jade unicorn gentle cheeks, the Buddhist treasure in Huashan Temple was saved. .

"I just pity the Lingbao, but you are asking for self-satisfaction in entering the tribulation in Northern Territory. If I get to the tribulation formation, I will not show any mercy."

Zheng Jingxing smiled indifferently, and Huanghuang expressed his dissatisfaction with the Buddhist lineage in Northern Xinjiang, "So, even if the spiritual treasure is preserved, some people will eventually leave their lives in the tribulation array."

Qilin raised his head between heaven and earth, his tone was cold, and there was no trace of compassion in his expression. This was the first time that the spirits of the Southern Territory had seen him be so merciless to people, and they were almost disgusted.

When the saints of Northern Xinjiang met Zheng Jingxing's stern and arrogant gaze, they immediately felt stern in their hearts.

Goddess Yinshan's eyes narrowed slightly, and there was a hint of bitterness in her heart. She was a little regretful and a little helpless. Zheng Jingxing expressed his position so straightforwardly. She still didn't understand that the dissatisfaction of other Tianzong towards Beijiang had long been frozen. It was just that no one had taken the lead before, so they had no choice but to deal with the closely united Northern Xinjiang.

Now, when the souls of various sects are summoned by Mingtan Sect, how can they just look at the face of the Lord of Xingtian... Isn't the previous code of conduct in Northern Xinjiang the antecedent?

However, these are irrelevant at the moment. Since Wujian Temple has broken a crack in the killing calamity, as long as the sects and temples in Northern Xinjiang break through the calamity, they will finally be able to continue to stand in the northern border.

"It's useless to talk more. Let's solve the catastrophe individually. We have the golden jade unicorn as guarantee, and the Lord of Xingtian has promised that no one can use the spiritual treasure. If the magical power is not as good as that of others, no wonder who will go..."

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"Hey...here comes the sword!"

A ray of sword light just lit up in the tribulation formation. In the simple and stupid sword intention, it was as if the mountains and seas were coming together to overwhelm them, not tossing them up and down due to their thoughts.

"Because of the Xuanhen Dao Sword, I almost made a huge mistake by not using the spirit treasure. Am I not a sword cultivator?"

Immortal Clumsy Fool spoke sharply and slashed at the monk Sheng Sejue with one sword.

The sword intent cut through many signs of joy in the void, the Desire Vajra had no choice but to be destroyed, the goddess who emerged from the world could not stop trembling, and the joyful Buddhist rhyme in the heaven and earth seemed to have encountered a natural enemy.

The meaning of joy is the innate color and rhythm, and it also means the meaning of color and emptiness. All sentient beings are in it and cannot transcend it.

The majority are mediocre, and everyone has a lustful heart.

There are those who are obsessed with the singing of orioles and the dancing of swallows, there are those who are obsessed with the moonlight in front of the flowers, there are those who watch the snowy moon and the green mountains are full of their eyes, there are those who appreciate the beauty and take the wonderful things together, there are those who are delighted by the colorful flowers melting into the moon, there are those who are fascinated by the fragrance of the beautiful enemy on the pillow of……

If you don't know how to be happy in your life, you will be happy only when you are born, and you will lose your joy.

But in the end, some people just lost their joy, and the sword light was as strong and clumsy as a fool, bewilderingly slashing them up, leaving deep sword marks in the void.

The monk who was born in Sejue couldn't help but smile bitterly. Now that he is in the midst of a calamity, how can he be happy with his wishes?

The many joyful scenes in the void became more and more intertwined, and from time to time the body of the monk would appear, looking forward and floating behind, avoiding the devouring sword light.

The Clumsy Immortal Lord stepped on the void, a wooden sword appeared in front of him, and he walked forward slowly, "I entered the Tao very late, and the road was not smooth. Before I became the golden elixir, I suffered all the ridicule, and then I became the golden elixir." Dan, almost no one is more optimistic about me.

Therefore, in my life, apart from practicing swordsmanship, I also focus on gaining luck.

It's just that this luck comes and goes, but it only comes to nothing. If I have a dream, it can prove my reputation as a stupid sword. "

boom!

The physical body was destroyed by a sword, turning into a faint Buddhist rhyme that spread everywhere. Even the illusory and beautiful scenery was shattered. It was extremely ruthless and terrifying.

The monk Sheng Sejue couldn't help but take a breath of cold air. The ruthless swordsmanship to this point was simply appalling. The sword's intention even stirred up the Buddhist charm of joy, causing his Buddha body to suffer some hidden injuries.

"My qualifications are really not good, but fortunately I am stupid enough. I thought that if I chose Dugu Sword Intent, I would have to keep practicing one person and one sword. I have been practicing for countless years. Sometimes I also wonder, when will I be able to practice it? ?

Master didn't know how to answer this question at the time, so he just waved his hand at me. Later, no one was qualified to answer me..."

Immortal Clumsy Fool looked at the opposite side coldly, his originally turbid eyes became stern and gleaming, bursting with unparalleled murderous intent, "I finally mastered it, but I don't know what to do anymore. I can only think about grabbing more of the sect's heritage." , let the sect have fewer people like me, which made it a big joke.

However, today I have somewhat understood that the Dugu Sword Intention I have practiced for so long is precisely to prevent Huanxi Temple from breaking through. "

The monk Sheng Sejue already felt that something bad was going on. There were many sword cultivators in Qilin Tian. Regardless of the Tian sect or the Earth sect, each family had some swordsmanship skills, but there were only two that really established their sect with swordsmanship.

The Xuanhen Sword Sect in the West and the Taixu Sword Sect in the East only have swordsmanship inheritance in their sects.

The nine major sword intentions of Xuanhen Sword Sect can all achieve the soul, and Zhuoyu Xianzun is the one who has gone the furthest among Dugu Sword Intentions.

He couldn't help but frown. The steps of the Clumsy Immortal Lord were not fast, but with every step he took, he would get closer to his Buddha body.

No matter how he moved with his body, it seemed as if the world was just around the corner, but the distance between Jian Zong Yuan Shen and him was getting closer and closer, and he couldn't get away from him at all.

What would happen if I was approached by a swordsman? The monk who was born in Sejue felt that there was unspeakable terror in the spiritual platform...