Eternal Tianzong

Chapter 1245 Sword river pierces the body, ten thousand swords pierces the heart!
The war subsided, Duanchou was safe and sound, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Lin Xiaoyuan and the others looked at each other, bravely walked to Duanchou's side, looked at Nezha who was tied to the giant pillar of gods and demons by the chain of divine light, and couldn't help frowning slightly.

At this time, Nezha had been tortured beyond human form, and the chains on his body were as bright as black crystals. Every time he struggled, a terrifying golden thunder would erupt from the chains, and bombarded him fiercely. With a scream, the entire pretty face also showed a twisted and painful look.

"Master, nothing will happen to Nezha, right?"

Finally, Jiang Yunfei opened his mouth, turned his head to look at the master, and said with some unbearable heart, the implication was that he hoped that the master would be merciful and forgive him once.

However, Duanchou shook his head and remained silent. He knew what Jiang Yunfei meant, but this Nezha was suppressed by the system.

After all, the system is equivalent to a program, and Nezha is the bugs and viruses that appear in this program. During maintenance, he was not wiped out on the spot, but patched and isolated. This in itself is already a problem. kindness.

Especially from the system's point of view, Nezha's reckless killing intent, backlash against the host, and his intention to rush out of the altar of gods and demons and get rid of control is already a serious crime.

Shocking the rules of order is a provocation to the GM!
So this time the system was merciless, and the punishment Nezha suffered was much more horrifying than the divine thunder body he had suffered before when he was dirty.

Even if the death penalty can be avoided, the living penalty must be inevitable!
"boom"

Duanchou raised his head slightly, looked at Jiang Yunfei who couldn't bear it, and was just about to say something, when suddenly there was a loud noise, as if the voice of Kaitian Dao was rolling and surging.

In the depths of the void and chaos, it seems that there is still some peerless beast hidden, the eternal murderous intent, descending at a terrifying and astonishing speed.

In an instant, the sky and the earth were floating, sand and rocks were flying, and everyone's feet were unstable, all of them turned pale in shock.

This kind of fluctuation is really too weird, the momentum is huge, like the collapse of the world, even Duanchou frowns, a little surprised and uncertain.

"How is this going?"

The same question pops up in everyone's mind.

I don't know if it's the monster that caused the trouble, or some other god is coming here.

Ye Kai sighed, only felt that today's Xuantianzong was in constant turmoil, and when it was difficult to calm down, he shook his head slightly, and with two fingers together, a golden saber light appeared in his hand, waiting for unexpected events.

And at this moment, above the altar of gods and demons, the dome suddenly tore apart, swallowing it like a huge black abyss.

At the same time, a fierce and cold aura also enveloped and suppressed, and immediately after, there was a dazzling white brilliance, hanging upside down from the sky, coming mightily.

Carrying endless killing intent, smashing the universe.

"boom!!"

It was a white sword river, towering and long, as if it came from the ancient universe, deep in the chaos, the sharp sword aura above it was too cold and terrifying, even if everyone stood below the altar, they couldn't bear it. If you are delayed.

"This is actually a monstrous and mighty river of swords"

Ximen Chuuxue has always been celibate, as indifferent as ice, there are very few things that can affect his mind, but this time, he saw everything in front of him clearly, his pupils condensed, and finally couldn't help the shock in his heart, shivering. Said loudly.

There was silence all around, if Ximen Chuuxue couldn't help but speak, then they were already sluggish and stupid, completely lost the ability to speak.

On the altar of gods and demons, the sky and the earth were torn apart, and the situation changed suddenly. What descended was not the fairy demons and demons that everyone imagined, but a river of swords.

A monstrous river of swords composed of hundreds of millions of swords!

The river of swords is boundless, and there are countless divine swords rolling up and down inside, and each bite is comparable to Tianlin and Qisha. Such peerless swords are designed to break the magic body of immortals and can make gods and demons fall.

The aura is so terrifying that you will die if you touch it, and you will die if you touch it. Even a sword cultivator like Duanchou dare not get close to it, let alone forcefully fish a sword out of the river of swords.

That is simply courting death!

Nezha's eyes were about to burst, and he tried his best to break free from the chains on his body. From the moment Jianhe appeared, he could already guess what punishment he was about to face.

And the sharp aura contained in Jianhe made even him feel terrified.

Suddenly, an aura that was infinitely approaching death, like a black cloud overwhelming the top, gradually engulfed him and sank into the bottomless abyss.

All the struggles are in vain, what should come still comes.

Rivers of swords run through the body, thousands of swords run through the heart!
Under countless horrified gazes, the sky and the earth shook rumblingly, and a river of swords came across the nine heavens. Under this sharp edge capable of slaughtering gods and gods, Nezha, the Daluo Jinxian, was also as fragile as a lamb, and let out an extremely stern voice screams.

That puffy glow of blood showed the horror of the punishment.

Nezha's extremely tyrannical immortal body was riddled with holes time and time again, was strangled time and time again and turned into nothingness with blood foam, and recovered again and again in the golden light of the lotus blooming, and was locked on the giant pillar of gods and demons. Endless, continue to suffer capital punishment.

Not to mention the pale faces of all the disciples and the chaos, even the elders of the Xuantian Sect felt sorry for each other and couldn't bear to look directly at them.

Without him, I really can't watch it anymore.

But this time, Duanchou couldn't save him. The system seemed to be determined to make Nezha surrender, just like Li Jing used the Linglong Pagoda to suppress and refine him. Not only did Jianhe not stop, but as time went by, The power of this monstrous sword river has also become more and more terrifying.

"Amitabha."

Thousands of miles away from Xuantianzong, with the sound of a Buddha's chant, it sang loudly in all directions, and the karmic fire and catastrophe that enveloped the entire world also receded like a tide.

As if seeing the sun through the clouds, the bright sun reappeared in the sky and the earth, the Buddha's light all over the sky disappeared suddenly, and there was a light rain, carrying a hazy veil-like mist, gradually covering the mountains and forests.

A seven-color rainbow under the clear sky and rain also hangs in the sky above the ancient mountain.

Beautiful and magnificent, as small as a fairyland.

On the Baizhang cliff, in front of a wordless ancient stele depicting the King Kong dragon elephant, Sanzang Buddha sat cross-legged silently, suddenly his body shook, and he slowly opened his eyes, like an ancient monk sitting in meditation, neither sad nor happy, in his eyes Ordinary and unremarkable, there is no divine light, only a sense of peace and compassion, filling the whole body.

Even the hunting wind on the top of the mountain, after approaching him, seemed to be in awe, influenced by the boundless Dharma, and turned into a gentle wind to comfort him.

Sanzang Buddha smiled slightly, holding a bead in his right hand and a flower in his left hand, forming an Arhat Dharma seal. Suddenly, the Buddha's light manifested on his body, and the original peace and compassion disappeared, but he became extremely majestic and serious.

From his face to every skin on his body, they were casted like gold, shining with a strong aura of Buddha's brilliance, and the sound of roaring dragons and tigers was actually produced between his gestures and gestures.

Possesses the supreme power to subdue demons.

Just like a statue, the Arhat who descended from the devil, and the King Kong who protects the Dharma!
(End of this chapter)