In the troubled times of the ten directions, the Martial Saint in the world!

"I can no longer sense the breath of the god. Has he completely perished? Have we successfully killed the Supreme Buddha of Light, or has his incarnation in the human world been completely defeated by us?"

Just when Yan Hanqiu felt relieved, he saw the nine-colored mist in the sky dissipating, and the road to the sky and the magic circle were still there.

That familiar figure stepped into the void.

The Dharma body was mottled, the Buddha's light was dim, his flesh and blood were blurred, and one arm was broken. He was exactly the bright and supreme Buddha.

  His aura had already weakened to the extreme, but he was still surviving with the help of his endless power!

Moreover, all the wounds are slowly healing.

His cold and cold eyes swept across everyone present, and he said slowly:

"From the beginning of time to the present, over thousands of years, no mortal has ever been able to harm my Dharma body, but you have done it."

"What a pity, you are just mortals after all. You cannot understand the power of the gods, nor can you know my true strength. At this moment, I can't even exert one percent of my strength in my prime!!"

"But, is this already the limit for you?"

"The moment I descend, you will all perish!! No matter how hard you struggle, the outcome is certain."

"Enjoy your last days."

"As a reward for your efforts, I will grant you an intact corpse!"

Indifferent words rang out, and Yan Hanqiu looked at the nearly intact Supreme Buddha of Light, his heart sinking to the bottom.

He tried his best, almost losing his own and his master's combat power and burning up their lifespans, but in return he only suffered a brief and serious injury to the Supreme Buddha of Light!

The injury was completely healed in a short moment.

  Is this the legendary god?

It is so powerful that we mortals have no way to resist it.

Even Yan Hanqiu was filled with despair and frustration at this moment.

All the rebel leaders looked pale and dejected.

Some even dropped their weapons and knelt on the ground, completely losing their last bit of fighting consciousness.

All the rebels on the battlefield fell into extreme despair.

"What should I do? What should I do?"

Xiao Shang's expression was extremely ferocious, as if he was crazy.

  He endured the pain and looked for a way out! !

The Black Turtle's shield is now broken and no longer useful;

Although the cold blade was sharp, it was ultimately unable to severely injure the Supreme Buddha of Light;

The divine whip can injure the gods, but it is only a temporary wound;

The talisman for subduing demons can kill demons and exterminate evil spirits, but it is probably useless against gods.

  The peach wood sword is even more impossible

"No, no, no!"

Xiao Shang's pupils were contorted and his face was distorted.

  He found that all his secret treasures, the so-called treasures, were now like scrap metal!

"What should we do? Is there anything else that can change the current situation? What else?"

Xiao Shang's words paused slightly.

He suddenly touched an item he had forgotten for a long time.

The moment he touched it, the extreme coolness soothed his heart, and his crazy and restless heart calmed down in an instant.

It was a very ordinary landscape painting.

Using the most common rice paper and ordinary ink from the street, the painting depicts a young farm boy bowing to his teacher in the mountains.

This is the painting that Master drew back then!

The young man in the painting is exactly me, who fell into the valley while collecting herbs and then became their apprentice!

Xiao Shang subconsciously took out the scroll.

boom! !

  Flames burst out and the mountains shook!

Billions of wishes flashed around the body of the Supreme Buddha of Light. In a matter of seconds, he had knocked down all the rebel leaders!

At this time, Xiao Shang realized that the painting seemed to have come back alive! Deep in the Yuxu Palace, in the Taiqing Hall.

Chen Xiu sat upright with his eyes closed, his expression calm and indifferent.

  Suddenly, he raised his hand slightly and clenched his five fingers!

The long river of time flows down in the distance, and a dreamy glass-like long sword emerges.

"cut!!"

Chen Xiu murmured softly, gripped the long sword with five fingers, and chopped it down with one blow.

The blade light dissipated, pierced through the void, and disappeared in the long river of time.

The painting seemed to return to reality, and everything became so vivid.

  A flash of knife light flashed, and flew out from Xiao Shang's hand, originating from the depths of the scroll, and slashed towards the Supreme Buddha of Light from afar! !

"This, this is."

There was a lot of surprise in Xiao Shang's words.

  The blade shone through the sky, sealing off the heaven and earth, piercing through the void, and a cold and gentle voice rang out:

"This sword cuts through time and seals off the years. Only those who are not from this world can do this!!"

  what?

The Supreme Buddha of Light was about to start a massacre when he suddenly felt his Dharma body disintegrate and his strength disappear like the tide.

  He felt as if his divine power was fading and he was about to fall! !

The numerous incense sticks and vows are rushing towards the human world like fireflies, and His Dharma body is beginning to disintegrate?

This, how is this possible?

  In the end what happened?

The expression of the Supreme Buddha of Light was completely frozen, and there was only disbelief in his eyes.

The blade flashed again, and the majestic and indifferent words echoed in the sky and could be heard by the world:

"This sword cuts off the road to heaven. There should be a boundary between humans and gods!!"

boom! !

  The altar collapsed instantly, and the magic circle of the sky and the road to the sky disappeared into thin air! !

The blade flashed, and the words contained an absolute will that could not be questioned:

"This sword will cut off the reincarnation and kill all the gods. From now on, there will be no more souls that linger for thousands of years!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the Buddha Emperor of Great Zhou began to bleed from all seven orifices and let out a painful scream.

There was a lot of Buddha light emanating from his body.

"This, this is an opportunity!!"

Yan Hanqiu almost roared and rushed out like a mad beast, aiming the two magic weapons in his hands at the head of Da Zhou Fo Guang!

  Click! !

The two swords chopped down, and blood gushed out like a fountain! !

Yan Hanqiu stepped on the pool of blood, slowly raised the head, and roared to the sky: "The tyrant emperor of the Great Zhou has been executed. You people in the court, why don't you surrender quickly?"

Zhou Wentian looked at the disappearing gods and his father's head, then fell to his knees in despair.

He knew that his fate was over.

  The Great Zhou Dynasty is completely over!

"This voice is Master."

Xiao Shang murmured softly, stunned, with only horror in his eyes.

He knew that his master was very powerful, but he never expected that his master would be so powerful!

One sword cuts off the road to heaven, one sword kills the gods!

  With the Buddha Emperor of the Great Zhou being beheaded and the Crown Prince announcing his surrender, the situation was overturned in an instant!

All the noise, all the fights, seemed to have settled down at this moment!!

Deep in the void of the universe, between the formations.

The demon suddenly vomited blood, and his aura became much weaker.

There was only horror in his eyes, and he trembled as he said, "I, my Great Zhou Buddha Emperor 'He I', actually fell! How is this possible? I have attracted the Buddha-level 'He I' to descend to the mortal world, how could this happen?"

"The Unrivaled Demon, your Buddha Emperor 'I' has fallen."

"Tell me, what would happen if your demon Buddha 'He I' also fell?"

Ji Wuqing asked with a strange smile. (End of this chapter)