boyutpedia [139] I Found It Before The Donor, And Three Immortal Guardians Appeared And Killed Them All (Please
[139] I Found It Before The Donor, And Three Immortal Guardians Appeared And Killed Them All (Please
Four eyes support fists.
The radiance of Buddha's light surrounds behind.
The giant Buddha statue's illusory eyes are half closed.
Three people approach.
All of them are extraordinary individuals, otherwise they wouldn't have forced Four Eyes to this extent.
From left to right, they are Gu Wengchangsheng, Gu Wu Yan, and Calamity Quadruple.
Qitian Battle Mansion's true transmission, Qitian Changkong, and Calamity Quintuple.
Wang Dao Sect's true transmission, Xiang Daosheng, and Calamity Sextuple.
All three of them are outstanding figures in the world of battle, rarely having opponents among their peers at the age of thirty.
They have been nurtured by the Apex Level resources of the major sects since childhood.
Coupled with their exceptional talent, they have achieved such cultivation at such a young age.
Qitian Changkong holds a bronze halberd and points with one finger: "Four Eyes, we have no grudges between us. We are all here to seize treasures and seek opportunities. Hand over the Black Lotus of the Earth Store Bodhisattva, and I will spare you."
"I heard that you are a great reincarnation and the true transmission lineage of the Esoteric Buddhism. In this lifetime, your cultivation years are lower than ours. Given time, you may catch up to us. In the future, you can come and challenge me, Gu Wu Yan, but if you don't hand over the Black Lotus now, there will be no years to come, and today's fleeting flower will eventually perish."
"Talking more is useless, Four Eyes, hand over the Black Lotus. With your cultivation and combat power, this is not something you should be trying to snatch."
Among the three, Xiang Daosheng, with the highest cultivation, flicks his hand and transforms floating dust into a soft sword.
He continues, "Hand over the item, and the three of us will compete for it based on our own abilities. You can leave on your own."
Four Eyes shakes his head, "This is related to a friend of mine. I cannot allow you to have it. I will do what I can and leave the rest to fate. If I die, the Black Lotus will never leave Four Eyes by an inch."
"Well, since you put it that way, don't blame us for taking advantage of the weak and destroying your true spirit!"
Four powerful auras rise instantly.
A fierce wind sweeps through the Bodhi Tree.
The earth cracks inch by inch, as if the sky is collapsing.
Within a radius of ten thousand miles, everything is engulfed by the aftermath of the four people's battle.
Four Eyes fights desperately, and naturally the three others do not dare to be careless, each displaying their own unique skills.
Otherwise, it would be quite difficult to defeat him in a short period of time.
The clouds in the sky churn.
Suddenly, the sky is filled with shattered white clouds.
A blood-colored light pierces through the white clouds.
Wu Ping furrows his brows.
After the battle at Black Mountain, he has been restless.
Wu Ping believes in these things. Since he obtained the merit, he has deliberately deepened his impression of the occasional thoughts and feelings that arise within him.
There is no such thing as an unfounded rumor.
Thinking of what Si Mu said, his calamity is in the south, falling on this Wangzhou, life and death hanging by a thread.
Wu Ping still had some worries.
As for this bald Si Mu, how should he describe him?
An enemy?
He has never opposed him, nor had any conflicts of interest, and has even indirectly or directly helped him.
Although he is a Buddhist cultivator, he cannot be considered an enemy.
A friend?
Perhaps.
Wu Ping didn't know either.
But Si Mu disgusted him for many days before, so if he were to die, it would have to be at his hands.
Following the feeling in his heart, he pursued it to this world.
The beautiful scenery of clouds and wind blowing low grass.
Wu Ping's uneasiness in his heart grew stronger.
He was certain that Si Mu was in this world.
And he had also started a fight with someone.
Now, passing through the clouds, he felt the earth-shattering battle from thousands of miles away.
Looking from afar.
The radiance of ten thousand feet danced, and runes intertwined and collided in the sky.
There was the sound of Buddhist chants permeating the air, and the Dao Rhyme came, with a bloody and ruthless history.
The battle was earth-shattering.
With the sound of a Buddhist bell ringing.
Dust and smoke billowed, obscuring the sky!
The sound of battle stopped.
At this moment, Wu Ping accelerated to the extreme.
Still under that Bodhi Tree.
The bronze long spear nailed Si Mu to the broken half of the sky-obscuring Bodhi Tree.
Qitian Changkong stepped forward and held the bronze spear, saying, "I remember your name now, Tathagata."
Golden blood continuously sprayed from Si Mu's mouth.
He nodded, saying, "Very well, this humble monk bows to you, having come here and done my best."
"Go in peace, on the long path of cultivation, many people die."
In the vast sky, a bronze halberd was raised high by Qitian Changkong, about to strike down upon the four-eyed figure.
A furious shout resounded through the heavens and earth: "You worthless mutt, die for me!!!!"
A massive black seal enveloped the heavens and earth, descending with a suppressive force.
Everyone paused, resisting this suppressive force without turning back to look.
A streak of blood-colored light came crashing.
Qitian Changkong turned around and raised his halberd to block.
A golden whip lashed out, accompanied by a formidable aura, deeply gouging the earth with cracks.
But this was only the aura.
Qitian Changkong, who resisted this attack head-on, was sent flying, his bronze halberd, a top-grade Law Treasure, twisted by the impact.
He coughed up blood.
The figure in red crashed onto the ground.
Wu Ping stood in front of the four-eyed figure.
Watching as the true spirit gradually dissipated, leaving the four-eyed figure powerless to turn back.
He remained silent, without uttering a word.
The four-eyed figure, with a shining bald head, smiled and extended his hand, revealing a small black lotus seat inside.
"The little... little monk said that the luck between me and the donor... hehe... the top ten."
"Now, the little monk has proven that he didn't exaggerate himself."
"I found it before the donor did."
The blood-stained black lotus spun in the hand of the four-eyed figure.
Wu Ping reached out his hand.
The four-eyed figure was already too weak to hold it up, his arm hanging down.
It was just a hair's breadth away, but it was still a thousand miles apart.
Wu Ping tilted his head slightly, smiling helplessly, letting it be.
"Hoo............"
He let out a long breath, trembling slightly.
During the battle, Wu Ping never took off the blood-stained robe on his body.
But when he turned around, the blood-stained robe covered the four-eyed figure.
Concealing the cracks all over him.
Qitian Changkong, who wiped away the bloodstains in the mountains, flew back to the battlefield.
Wu Ping faced them directly.
"Three against one... come on."
Wu Ping nodded and gestured towards the three individuals.
"!!"
With a furious shout, the imposing Demonic Tree pierced through the sky, and the Divine King sat beneath it, suppressing the universe.
Dragon Transformation at the second level, this is too unreal.
The cautionary tale of the sky being shattered serves as a warning.
The three individuals dare not underestimate.
The surrounding spiritual energy circulates, and runes intertwine.
Among the three, Qitian Changkong made a move, tightly clasping his hands and forcefully pulling the void, causing starry illusions to appear and crash down.
Wu Ping raised a single palm, and with the hand adorned with the Heavenly Spider Ao, the giant palm instantly grasped the falling stars, crushing them to pieces.
A soft sword strikes towards Dao Kong.
Then, it transforms into a river of millions of swords, washing away everything.
Wu Ping wields the Buddha Whip with a single hand and strikes.
It clashes against the tip of the sword.
The erupting momentum directly shatters the earth, completely shattering it.
Magma erupts from within.
Wu Ping stands resolutely, unmoving.
"This person's methods are terrifying. Gu Wu Yan, make your move. The small world is about to collapse!!"
Qitian Changkong roared.
Gu Wu Yan finally made his move.
He also wields the Yin and Yang with one hand each, but the power he uses is many times stronger than Gu Hao's.
He reaches out with both arms, grabbing at the empty space.
Under the surging runes, a green and a red deity appear behind him, representing the power of Yin and Yang.
In the void, they pull out chains, pulling the Yin and Yang of this world.
"Yin and Yang Burial!!!"
The power of Yin and Yang, pulled from both sides with Wu Ping at the center, collides.
Once these two extreme forces collide, they will erupt into a terrifying Yin and Yang vortex, annihilating everything.
The repelling, attracting, and complementing forces of Yin and Yang will completely erase Wu Ping.
One of the three will be suppressed.
Wu Ping's expression remains unchanged.
The body just kept flickering.
One after another, illusory arms extended from the body, constantly flickering.
Executing the secret technique.
Countless faces of him manifested on the left and right sides of the head.
"The corpse Buddha descends... everyone dies..."
"Suffering... suffering..."
"Transcending calamity to become a Buddha, already becoming an immortal..."
"Worshipping the corpse Buddha's bones, observing the cycle of life and death... the murmurs of three thousand... all contain the profoundness of Buddhist scriptures..."
"Not entering life and death, not transforming into bones, how can one become a Buddha..."
This was the first time Wu Ping fully activated the Bodhi Planting Lotus Heart Demon Body within him and displayed the Corpse Buddha's Nine Kowtows Funeral.
The world was dyed in mourning colors.
The true reflections of reality kept flickering, and the shattered world was replaced by a chaotic graveyard.
One flicker was real, the next was illusory.
The decaying lamas, the skeletal monks.
Playing mournful music.
The Corpse Buddha kept flickering and transforming, growing larger, becoming more real, and getting closer.
"The Corpse Buddha's Nine Kowtows Funeral, reaching the state of perfection!!"
"How is this possible? How can he, with only the cultivation of Dragon Transformation Second Stage, achieve perfection in this Divine Ability?!"
"White Bone, enlightening all beings, everyone becoming a Buddha, transcending the physical body and becoming the Corpse Buddha. Are you insane? The small world will explode!!"
Qitian angrily shouted in fear.
"Lunatic, lunatic, lunatic! This demonic cultivator is a lunatic. He wants to perish together with us!!"
The three of them turned and fled.
The illusory flickering image of the Corpse Buddha solidified.
"Kneel before me!!!"
Wu Ping's words fell.
The vitality of thousands of miles instantly disappeared.
Under the fierce kowtows of the Corpse Buddha.
The three of them immediately suffered heavy blows.
Flesh and blood fell off, and their true spirits trembled.
Fresh blood began to flow from their seven orifices.
The injuries spread from within the body, and the flesh rotted from within.
Corpse Buddha's Nine Kowtows Burial Technique is actually more like a curse that instantly unleashes its power.
It is rooted in the resentment of the dead and uses the "Buddha" as a carrier to launch curses on people.
Under repeated kowtows, the sky cracks, the mountains and rivers crumble, and the scene presented by heaven and earth is like the arrival of a world-ending calamity.
Qi Tian Chang Kong and Gu Wu Yan, who have the weakest cultivation, can no longer hold on.
The eerie power continuously erodes and devours the vitality within their bodies.
Their physical bodies, souls, and everything else disintegrate.
Pus and blood flow incessantly from all parts of their bodies, leaping into the air, even intestines bursting through their stomachs, rotting flesh falling off, with intestines mixed with rotten meat and maggots splattering.
In the end, the two of them fell from the sky.
Life and death dissipate, turning into corpses.
The highest cultivation level, Xiang Dao Sheng, successfully blocked the burst in his stomach and escaped.
The small world finally couldn't withstand such a powerful impact, and under the shaking of heaven and earth, it shattered repeatedly.
Even the outside world.
Was affected.
Mountains and rocks collapsed, and the earth's energy flowed chaotically.
Countless figures escaped from the Tai Shan King's tomb.
Everyone was puzzled.
"What exactly happened in the Tai Shan King's tomb?"
"Could it be that all the geniuses joined forces and used their best abilities to collapse the Tai Shan King's tomb?"
Someone grabbed a cultivator who had come out and asked, "What exactly happened inside?"
"I don't know, I was still searching for treasures when I noticed that the small world inside was about to collapse."
"Then who got the inheritance of the Tai Shan King?"
"It was Liu Jing Tian from the Supreme God Sect, we saw him take it, yes, it was Liu Jing Tian from the Supreme God Sect!"
Liu Jing Tian from the Supreme God Sect?
This was the person most people guessed.
But what most people cared about was not the inheritance of the Tai Shan King.
After all, it was only a half-step Immortal Realm.
Their sects also had such cultivators.
"What about the Black Lotus of King Di Zang's physical body, who got it!?"
This was what these people were concerned about.
Someone replied, "Four Eyes, it was Four Eyes who did it, but he was besieged by Xiang Daosheng from the Dao Sect, Qitian Changkong from the Qitian Battle Mansion, and Gu Wuyan from the Gu Family. He was heavily injured and escaped. We don't know what happened after the three of them chased after him."
Could it be that Xiang Daosheng and the others caught up with Four Eyes and a massive battle broke out, causing the collapse of the Taishan King's tomb?
Everyone eagerly looked towards the direction of the tomb's exit, waiting for the appearance of these few individuals.
Suddenly, a figure covered in yellow water stumbled out of the exit.
"It's Xiang Daokong who came out. How did he end up like this?"
"What about Qitian Changkong and Gu Wuyan? And Four Eyes? Could they all be dead? Is Xiang Daokong the ultimate winner?"
"If Xiang Daokong is the ultimate winner, then his victory is too tragic."
"Nonsense! The injuries on Xiang Daokong's body and the lingering stench of decay are not from Four Eyes' Buddhist secret technique, nor from the attacks of Qitian Changkong and Gu Wuyan. These are injuries left by the unique secret technique of the Seven Blood Sect, the Corpse Buddha's Nine Kowtows Burial Technique!"
"Could it be that there is a powerful expert from the Seven Blood Sect slaughtering inside?"
"If it's those demons, it's not surprising that they could do such things."
As everyone was talking, Xiang Daokong looked back in horror.
Then, he stumbled and flew towards the flying boat of the Dao Sect, as if there was a great terror behind him.
As he flew, pieces of his decaying flesh fell off.
The next moment, eerie river water surged out of the exit, indiscriminately attacking the fleeing cultivators and sweeping them away.
Wu Ping stood on the wave, his spiritual power turning into chains of silk, controlling and manipulating them. Below his waist was all rotten flesh and half of Qitian Changkong's skeleton, covered in maggots, being lifted by a wooden board.
On this wooden board lay a corpse covered in blood-stained clothes.
Looking at the back, there was Gu Wuyan, equally tragic, behind the wooden board.
Just a slight sensation would reveal that these two were already dead.
They could only move because they were being controlled by the chains of silk formed by spiritual power.
Two geniuses carrying a corpse!
So, who is the one who died!?
"Xiang Daosheng, where else do you want to escape to? Come and pay for your life by carrying the corpse."
Wu Ping's tone was calm.
Upon hearing this voice, Xiang Daosheng almost fell from the sky.
The wave was about to engulf him.
A Transcending Tribulation Realm elder from the Dao Sect appeared, blocking the rushing waters of the Wangchuan River!
"A wicked cultivator, daring to harm our sect's genius!"
"No words!!!"
"Chang Kong!!!"
The strong members of the Gu family and the Qi Tian Battle Mansion also appeared.
When they saw the two people who had already turned into corpses and were still carrying the bodies for others,
Their anger instantly soared to the sky.
"Very well, you wicked cultivator, I will make sure you accompany me in death without any poison!!!"
"Kill my nephew Chang Kong, die for me!!!!"
Another Transcending Tribulation expert and a Nascent Soul expert appeared.
These two immediately took action, not giving Wu Ping any chance to resist.
It seemed like this entire world was within their attack range.
But the attack hadn't reached Wu Ping yet.
It dissipated like a lingering shadow in water.
The sky was torn apart.
Three enormous figures looked down upon this place.
"Could it be that Seven Blood Sect has no one to challenge us?"
"Daring Nascent Soul cultivator, daring Transcending Tribulation cultivator, you deserve to die like this."
"Such audacity, if we kill you today, what will you do?"
Everyone trembled and looked up.
They looked at those three figures standing in the sky, between the opening heavens and the galaxy.
"Immortal... Immortal Realm experts from Seven Blood Sect..."
No one knew why the immortals from Seven Blood Sect would appear here. According to reason, cultivators of such realm should not concern themselves with mortal matters.
But why are there three of them here?
Everyone looked at Wu Ping. They recognized him, he was famous for attracting demonic qi.
Could it be that these three immortals from Seven Blood Sect were his protectors?
But the protectors of others are usually at the Transcending Tribulation Realm or the Nascent Soul Realm. No one has ever had an Immortal Realm expert as a protector!!
What is Wu Ping's identity in Seven Blood Sect?
A voice came from the sky, "Wu Ping, you said you want to kill, so kill."
Wu Ping laughed, another opportunity to take advantage of others, here it comes again.
"Troublesome ancestor, please kill everyone from Forgotten Dao Sect, Qi Tian Battle Mansion, and the Gu family who are present here, and leave Dao Sheng to me."
This statement directly pierced through the heavens...