Cross-push eternal life, starting from the power of the gods to suppress the prison

In the Tianzi No. 2 box of the Tiandi Alliance, there was a person standing with his hands behind his back.

This person was dressed in white clothes, with a cloak on his head, covered with white gauze, making it difficult to see his true face.

He held a long sword in his hand. The sword was as white as snow, even the hilt was white, and it contained no trace of impurities.

The white man, the white sword, and the white cloak made him look more spotless, like a White Emperor walking in the world, who seemed to be riding the wind back at any time.

But he didn't go back, he just stood silently, always the same, as if waiting for someone.

On his left and right sides, there were two warriors standing respectfully, their bodies covered in armor. Even their heads were covered by the armor, leaving only a pair of eyes exposed.

The chests of these two armored warriors are engraved with the symbols of heaven, and they are clearly the guardian generals of heaven.

It should be noted that in addition to countless large and small institutions, Heavenly Court has also cultivated various war machines, and this guardian general is one of them.

The guardian gods all have cultivation levels in the Yuanxian or Semi-Saint realm.

Only people with extremely high status in heaven can direct the guardian gods to do things.

Now the man in the white cloak is surrounded by two Dharma Protector Generals taking orders. What is his identity?

creak!

The door of Tianzi No. 2 box was pushed open from the outside, and a kind-hearted old man walked in.

The old man is the host of this auction, named Situ Pohai, a genuine Half-Saint.

"I have met Lord Son of Slaughter."

There were many people following Situ Pohai, all Yuanxian masters, all deacons of the Heaven and Earth Alliance, and they saluted the man in the white cloak with him.

It is not difficult to tell from the words in their mouths that the man in the white cloak is actually a son of murder.

According to rumors, the Son of Killing is a disciple of the Killing Lord of Heaven and lives in the Killing Hall.

It is said that every Son of Slaughter is born from the condensed endless murderous energy in heaven and earth.

In a certain respect, the Son of Slaughter is more frightening than the divine prison law enforcement disciples under Thunder Emperor Tianjun.

Because they exist specifically to handle killing, all of them are extremely cruel and supreme geniuses.

The law enforcement disciples of the Heavenly Court Divine Prison show off their power everywhere, and their arrogant reputation is well known to everyone.

The Son of Killing is very low-key, with almost no sense of presence.

Under normal circumstances, they would not take action, but once they do, it will be thunderous and millions of corpses will be laid down.

This is a precedent.

Legend has it that hundreds of thousands of years ago, there was a powerful force no less powerful than the Yuhua Sect called the Ten Emperors Palace. One of the emperors from this sect secretly spoke rudely to the Lord of Killing, which caused the Sons of Killing to come out and besiege the Ten Emperors Palace. .

In just one night, tens of billions of disciples, hundreds of supreme elders, and ten emperors in the Ten Imperial Palaces all died, and their bodies were hung on the pillars of the Ten Imperial Palaces by the Sons of Slaughter.

Even the palace master of the Tenth Palace is no exception. This person is a powerful person who has the same longevity as heaven and earth.

This shows how terrifying the Son of Slaughter is.

From then on, the major forces in the Hundred Thousand States no longer dared to look down on the Son of Slaughter.

"Situ Pohai, you put that batch of Buddha fat from the Half-Step Emperor up for auction. Do you not know that my son of Slaughter needs that batch of Buddha fat to practice? Tell me, what does this mean? Do you want to offend the Slaughter Hall? "The heavenly god general on the left stared at Situ Pohai with evil eyes and shouted coldly.

Hearing this, Situ Pohai and the senior officials of the Heaven and Earth Alliance behind him all looked ugly.

This god will directly put a big hat on them. The Killing Hall is not something they can afford to offend.

But they came here to resolve this matter.

Situ Pohai hurriedly denied: "How dare we offend the Slaughter Hall? But the Buddha's fat will be auctioned, and the highest bidder will get it. This is the rule of our Heaven and Earth Alliance..."

But the man in white cloak interrupted him: "Situ Pohai, don't be nervous, I don't want to force you to buy your Buddha's fat."

He then looked at the general on the left and said, "And you, when I do business with the Heaven and Earth Alliance, we have to do business in business and don't make things difficult for others."

His tone is neither fast nor slow, like a poet reading a poem, which makes people feel comfortable involuntarily.

"Thank you, Son of Slaughter, for understanding us." Situ Pohai finally breathed a sigh of relief.

It seems that this son of murder is not as inhumane as the outside rumors.

"Well, who are my opponents this time to compete with me for the Half-Step Emperor Buddha Fat?" The Son of Slaughter spoke again.

"this…"

Situ Pohai was very hesitant. It was against the rules of the Heaven and Earth Alliance to reveal other guests' information to others.

But if he didn't tell him, he would offend the Killing Palace in Heaven, and the consequences would be serious.

"There are many masters participating in the auction this time, at least they are all king-level forces. According to the information obtained by our Heaven and Earth Alliance, the most powerful people with the highest status and strength reaching the realm of saints include Nangong Sad from the Nangong family, and the Supreme Being from the Ouyang family. Elder Ouyang Shaogong, Supreme Elder Wei Zongshi of the Five Mountains Divine Sect, Holy Son Chen Zhendong of the Tianting Divine Prison Law Enforcement Team... and others."

Under the murderous gazes of the two heavenly generals, Situ Pohai had no choice but to name some of the big names participating in the auction bidding.

The man in white cloak didn't react much after hearing this, and his fingers holding the sword were always steady and strong.

After a while, he said to see the guests off: "Well, I understand, you all can go out."

"Yes." Situ Pohai saluted and prepared to leave the box with everyone.

At this time, a female deacon showed a flattering smile to the man in a white cloak: "Sir, Son of Slaughter, there is another big shot participating in the auction, and he is Yang Xuanzhen, the saint of the Taiyi Sect. He has already arrived and is now in box number 15. Inside."

"What? Yang Xuanzhen!"

The man in the white cloak was twitching violently, as if he was having an epileptic fit.

"Lord Son of Slaughter, what's wrong with you?"

The two heavenly gods were startled and prepared to support the man in white cloak, one on the left and the other on the right.

Situ Pohai and other deacons of the Heaven and Earth Alliance paused and turned around to look at the man in the white cloak with surprise.

what happened?

Why did this poet-like son of murder lose his composure when it came to Yang Xuanzhen?
As far as they know, this son of murder ascended from the lower world.

In places such as the lower realm where spiritual energy is scarce, it is extremely difficult to even practice to reach the secret realm of immortality. As long as those who can ascend to the fairy world are all extraordinary talents with great perseverance and great luck.

It can be said that the future is limitless.

But now the performance of the man in white cloak is too bad, right?

This is no child of murder, it is clearly a frightened rabbit.

"I am fine."

The man in white cloak regained his composure in a very short time and signaled the two heavenly generals to retreat.

He was silent for a while, as if he had prepared his emotions. He looked up at the dome of the box at a 45-degree angle, his eyes seeming to have traveled through the long river of time and returned to the distant past.

"Yang Xuanzhen is such a nostalgic name. When I was in the lower world, this man fought with me many times. We fought with him to the edge of the three thousand worlds and we couldn't decide the outcome. I never imagined that time has changed and the world has changed. We meet again in the fairy world, maybe we are destined to be together."

"Alas, the wind blows thousands of miles, and the years pass by, but the old friend remains the same. Yang Xuanzhen, I wonder if you still remember me?"

The man in the white cloak sighed quietly, with a myriad of emotions, as if he was recalling those indelible and prosperous years, and he felt like a hero cherishing his heroes.

Hearing his words, Situ Pohai and everyone in the Heaven and Earth Alliance were suddenly stunned.

No wonder the man in the white cloak had such a big reaction when he heard Yang Xuanzhen's name. It turned out that Yang Xuanzhen also ascended from the lower world. The two parties were old acquaintances and had unknown grudges and grudges between them.

This can explain why Yang Xuanzhen was unknown before killing Zhao Leiting, and no one can find out anything about his past.

Everyone couldn't help but sigh. This man in a white cloak could actually fight Yang Xuanzhen many times without deciding the winner. How unparalleled is his grace?
Doesn't it mean that the man in the white cloak also has the qualifications of a heavenly king?
Thinking of this, everyone was shocked.

It seemed that they had underestimated the man in white cloak before.

Just as everyone was sighing, the man in the white cloak turned back and looked outside the box. He seemed to see Yang Xuanzhen in box No. 15, and laughed wildly: "Haha, I can see an old friend from the past today, and I suddenly feel enlightened. From now on, this sky can no longer cover my eyes, this earth can no longer bury my heart, and the sentient beings in this immortal world can no longer block my will! I have already opened up an invincible path, so why do I need to use Buddha fat to break through?"

Suddenly, the heaven and earth lost all sound, and only the long laughter of the man in white cloak echoed endlessly, making everyone's hearts shake, and everyone was heartbroken for him.

The man in the white cloak is so extraordinary.

call out!
Under everyone's shocked gazes, the man in white cloak casually swiped the long sword in his hand, and a cold light shot out, like a white rainbow penetrating the sun, dividing the avenue, dissecting yin and yang, and creating a space-time tunnel.

"let's go."

The man in the white cloak ordered the two heavenly generals to step into the time and space tunnel.

Situ Pohai and the senior officials of the Alliance of Heaven and Earth were once again deeply shocked by the power and freedom of the man in the white cloak. They all secretly sighed that his swordsmanship was unparalleled and his future was limitless.

Bang!

Suddenly, the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground interrupted everyone's thoughts.

"what happened?"

Everyone was stunned for a moment and hurriedly looked around, only to see the long sword of the man in white cloak lying on the ground.

The space-time channel cut open by the man in the white cloak also disappeared, as if it had never appeared.

And at some point there was an extra person in the box.

This is a young man in his twenties, with a straight body and the strength to support the sky. His face is indescribably handsome, like a masterpiece of nature.

The young man stood there, not exuding any power from his body, but as soon as everyone saw him, they felt that this man was standing at the end of ten thousand ways, overlooking them.

In front of young men, they are as insignificant as a grain of sand in the Ganges.

This young man is obviously Yang Xuanzhen.

When he saw an old friend from the lower world in this heaven and earth alliance, he naturally wanted to come out and say hello.

"Mr. Yang, why are you..."

Situ Pohai had doubts in his eyes, and was about to ask Yang Xuanzhen what his purpose was when he came here, but was interrupted by the sound of "thumping, thumping, thumping" footsteps.

He turned around and saw that the man in the white cloak was trembling like chaff, while he kept retreating wildly backwards.

Finally, when he retreated to the corner of the box, the white cloak stopped his figure, but no matter how he looked, he looked like a wild dog whose backbone had been broken.

"what happened?"

Situ Pohai and the deacons of the Alliance of Heaven and Earth were stunned again, including the two heavenly generals who were about to scold Yang Xuanzhen.

Didn't it mean that the man in the white cloak and Yang Xuanzhen were old acquaintances, they had never known each other, and they both had the qualifications of a heavenly king? Why was he like a mouse seeing a cat when he saw Yang Xuanzhen, so scared?
Where is the supreme grace you showed just now?

You, the majestic son of Slaughter, the inheritor of the Slaughter King, how can you behave like this?

"It's okay, your Lord Son of Slaughter was too excited to see my old friend."

Yang Xuanzhen waved to everyone, and then walked step by step towards the man in white cloak in the corner: "Do you think so, Meng Shaobai?"

Yes, the man in the white cloak is Meng Shaobai. The cloak can isolate spiritual thoughts and magic power, hiding it from others, but not from him.

He saw through its true colors at a glance.

"Ah, I'm not Meng Shaobai, you've got the wrong person, retreat quickly, otherwise the Lord of Slaughter will not let you go!" Meng Shaobai yelled incoherently, like a pig about to be slaughtered.

Yang Xuanzhen was so terrible that he and Hua Tian were transformed into two human-headed dogs, and he planted an extremely evil supernatural power in their minds, and then imprisoned them in a narrow dog cage.

Then, one night when it was dark and windy, Hua Tian took him...

This left an indelible shadow in his heart. Even when he came to the fairy world, he was often haunted by nightmares.

It was not until recently that he stood out among the sons of Slaughter and was specially trained by the Slaughter Emperor that he temporarily forgot about that humiliating history.

But just a few days ago, he suddenly got the news that Yang Xuanzhen was in Taiyi Sect and killed Zhao Leiting with another blow. He was so frightened that he had nightmares for several days in a row even if he didn't sleep. Almost went crazy.

If this continues, he can no longer continue to practice, so he comes to the Heaven and Earth Alliance to buy a batch of Buddhist fat to exorcise the inner demons left by Yang Xuanzhen in his heart.

But what a coincidence, he met Yang Xuanzhen as soon as he arrived.

Meng Shaobai was extremely unlucky.

"Really? But I recognize you." Yang Xuanzhen still had a slight smile on his face, which made Meng Shaobai feel more panicked.

"Yang Xuanzhen, stop!"

"Don't you want to go against the Killing Palace?"

The two heavenly generals reacted, became furious, and violently moved sideways to stop Yang Xuanzhen.

call!
Yang Xuanzhen blew out a breath, and the bodies of the two heavenly generals turned into nothingness.

Gudong!

Seeing this scene, Situ Pohai and others swallowed their saliva and shuddered.

Yang Xuanzhen's strength was actually more terrifying than rumored, and he blew two half-saints to death in one breath.

boom!
Yang Xuanzhen didn't care how Situ Pohai and others reacted, and put his hand on Meng Shaobai's head. The white cloak exploded immediately, revealing a pale and bloodless young man's face to everyone's sight.

"Please don't kill me..." Meng Shaobai screamed in fear and struggled hard, but to no avail.

"Don't worry, we are old friends, why would we kill you?" Yang Xuanzhen smiled, a vortex appeared on his palm, constantly absorbing the essence in Meng Shaobai's body.

In an instant, all the energy in Meng Shaobai's body was sucked dry by him, and he turned into a skin and bones limp on the ground, shedding two lines of tears of humiliation.

"very good."

Yang Xuanzhen checked the trophies he got from Meng Shaobai, and the smile on his face became even brighter.

Meng Shaobai actually has ninety-six king-level spiritual veins in his body, which is equivalent to the entire net worth of a veteran saint.

This fortune could just solve his urgent need to auction the Buddha's fat without a king-level spiritual vein.

Yes, Yang Xuanzhen came to the Heaven and Earth Alliance this time to buy Buddhist fat, and he didn’t bring a single king-level spiritual vein with him.

As for the thirty king-level spiritual veins he obtained from Xu Zhiji last time, he had already refined them.

There are quite a few first-level spiritual veins, all of which were gifts sent to him by the great saints and elders of the Taiyi Sect.

But buying half-step emperor-level Buddhist fat and first-level spiritual veins is definitely not enough.

There is no need to worry now.

Yang Xuanzhen collected his spiritual veins, ignored everyone in the Heaven and Earth Alliance, and disappeared into the Tianzi No. 2 box in a flash.

It wasn't until he left completely that Situ Pohai and the others dared to take a deep breath.

The female deacon who had just revealed the news about Yang Xuanzhen to Meng Shaobai collapsed to the ground, twitching all over.

They all now understood why Meng Shaobai was so afraid of Yang Xuanzhen.

This is not human at all.

(End of this chapter)