Begin immortality by slaying demons.

Chapter 798 It’s time for you to end

No matter how reluctant they are, the Bodhi Cult cannot drag it on any longer, someone has to step up.

And this place where the Dharma was discussed seemed to have turned into a road to the underworld.

The monks who appeared on the scene were in a dilemma. No matter they attacked with all their might or stood still and held back, they could not escape the stunning sword in the end.

Shen Yi's actions obviously angered all the Mahāsāramitā Bodhisattvas.

And the impact of this action on the catastrophe goes beyond this.

Apart from this yellow cloud, the disciples of the two sects who were fighting in other places gradually discovered that something was wrong.

Even though the monks had the upper hand, they did not dare to hold back at all. Who knew if the cultivator in front of them was imitating Master Taixu, deliberately showing weakness, lying in wait, ready to take their life with one blow.

Once the seeds of suspicion are planted, it is difficult to recover.

If you don't kill the opponent completely, you will never be safe.

Everyone who is not a great free man of the second level has only one life, so how could they dare to gamble on other people's thoughts?

"Too deceiving!"

The monks, who were originally unable to defeat the monks, had no choice but to fight for their lives in order to protect themselves under such an aggressive situation.

In the peaceful East Xumi, there was suddenly a strong sense of solemnity and murderousness.

Apart from Shen Yi's actions, disciples from other places also began to fall. Once there were casualties, all the fighters, no matter how strong or weak the opponent was, would act as if they were facing a formidable enemy, and would be fully alert, and their attacks would become more and more ruthless.

"..."

It was not until his fellow apprentice from the same lineage was seriously injured that Li Shan came on the field. Looking at the monk opposite him who was far weaker than himself, his face was clearly filled with sorrow, but he still attacked him risking his life with the posture of a trapped beast.

The ferocious face of the Bodhi sect disciple, which looked as if he wanted to eat someone, and the strong murderous intent he exuded, made him feel nervous for a moment. He subconsciously sacrificed his magic treasure and blasted the disciple into pieces.

A faint smell of blood rushed into Li Shan's nostrils. His outstretched hand froze in mid-air, and his fingertips trembled slightly.

The original intention of himself and others was indeed to avenge their fellow disciples. When Li Shan first arrived in Dongzhou, he had killed these bald donkeys, but the feeling then was completely different from now.

He inexplicably felt that something was wrong with the atmosphere.

Thinking back to the past, I knew why I had tried to persuade Youyao not to be impulsive and wanted to step in to resolve the rift between her and Senior Brother Shen Yi. It was because I was worried that one day the catastrophe would turn into a situation of mutual slaughter.

It was a pity that he failed to persuade her in the end, and Senior Brother Shen Yi accidentally created disaster for Youyao.

The scene before my eyes is so similar to that time.

Senior Brother Shen Yi still had good intentions, seeking justice for his fellow disciples, but the impact it caused... made the situation increasingly out of control.

Not only did Li Shan notice something was wrong, the elders of the two religions also saw that something was amiss.

But on the one hand, many disciples have already died. Many Golden Immortals and Great Freedom Bodhisattvas have watched their disciples die and their emotions have already become agitated. If it were not for the presence of four first-class giants, they would even want to take action themselves.

Those who are still sober feel somewhat helpless.

This situation is not unsolvable.

Ultimately, the problem lies with the chief disciple of the Three Immortals Sect.

To resolve the situation, all you need to do is make it impossible for him to control the outcome of the fight so easily. In short, if you have a disciple who is strong enough, you don't need to defeat him, but you just need to avoid being played around by him, and it will not be difficult to save your life.

The robbery power will eventually run out, so we can use the method of fighting in rotation to suppress the troublemaker, and then slowly appease the remaining disciples.

The problem now is that no one has been able to survive under that sword, and even Shen Yi's true strength cannot be seen, causing those powerful disciples of the Bodhi Sect to be unwilling to take the risk.

"..."

Seeing the deaths and injuries now, even Happy True Buddha began to be moved.

The previous confidence of relying on one's own ability is no longer there.

His eyelids twitched slightly, and he finally couldn't help but glance at a genius who was kept as a trump card in his own sect.

Under the gaze of the True Buddha, the Bodhisattva's face looked a little ugly, but he was forced to stand up and walked with difficulty to the opposite side of Shen Yi.

He took a deep breath, knowing that he was only here to consume the calamity power of Master Taixu, not to win.

If you just want to do this, it's not difficult.

But after defeat, it is equivalent to making wedding clothes for others, and your own future will be bleak.

But this is Dongzhou. We, a group of monks from other places, are no match for the true Buddhas’ beloved ones.

"call."

The Bodhisattva adjusted his mood and looked at Master Taixu in the distance again.

He remained silent, but carefully took out a pair of Falun.

When this five-tempered Buddhist treasure appeared in the world, almost everyone understood that the Bodhi Sect was getting serious about it.

You have to know that with Youyao's status at that time, the only thing she had for self-defense was a five-tempered spiritual treasure.

"..."

Not to mention the disciples of Bodhi Sect, even the disciples of Three Immortals Sect fell silent.

Back then, Senior Brother Shen Yi faced Youyao in the Taixu Realm, and others didn’t know what happened inside. Now, a strong man of the same level has finally come forward.

Taking this opportunity, they also had the chance to get a glimpse of the true methods of this first disciple senior brother.

However, when that monk displayed a golden body form that was far superior to that of his previous fellow disciples and mobilized all his calamity power to pour into the Dharma wheel in his hand, true terror began to spread among the many disciples.

There was a hint of horror in everyone's eyes.

There is no difference... Everything that happened in the field seemed to be vivid in my mind. Whether it was this genius of the Bodhi Sect or the dark and thin monk at the beginning, there was an obvious gap in strength between the two, but when facing True Lord Taixu, their experiences were exactly the same.

There were also whistling black clouds, and Jin He easily shattered everything in front of him, and finally the same white rainbow passed by.

Senior Brother Shen Yi narrowly won again.

And this genius of the Bodhi Religion was also one step away from winning. It seemed that he was only half a step away from killing the chief disciple on the opposite side. Unfortunately, he was unable to take that step and ended up dying.

At this point, no one dared to believe their eyes anymore.

“They are all fake…”

A monk's lips trembled slightly as he murmured what was in everyone's mind.

The black robe was surging, and Shen Yi was in the universe. He and his sword blocked the way of Bodhi Sect like a natural moat, making everyone feel a sense of despair that was difficult to overcome.

The remaining talented monks stepped onto the yellow cloud with numb faces.

Even before the action was taken, the Buddha's heart began to collapse.

They have no idea what the meaning of their lifelong hard training is. Is it just to embark on this road of no return and make the bloodless face of Master Xuanshang turn even paler?
It seems that the opponent is about to run out of strength, but just like this impenetrable black cloud of nothingness, no one knows when this "soon" will come.

"Ho!"

Miaoyin stared at the arena in a daze, and suddenly came to his senses as if struck by lightning. He held the purple gold bowl in his hand, and looked around the empty surroundings with a trembling body, and then he found with horror that it was his turn.

The moment he was rescued by the Joyful True Buddha, his mind was filled with thoughts of how to humiliate the True Lord Taixu. He wished he could smash the other's body into pieces and make him crawl on the ground like a wild dog.

But now, the seven-tempered purple gold bowl in his hand could not give him any confidence. Instead, it felt icy cold to the touch, chilling him to the heart.

His mind was in a daze and he didn't know how he walked into the yellow clouds.

The figure whose breath had become extremely weak was reflected in his pupils. Although Shen Yi, who had fought seven battles in a row, stood straight amidst the flying black clothes, his breath had obviously weakened. It seemed that he only needed to exert a little more strength to completely extinguish this candle in the wind.

In this situation, Monk Miaoyin inexplicably felt weak.

Not only did he hold his master's most precious treasure, he also had the fruit position that was repaired by the Joyful True Buddha himself, which also contained a few traces of Buddha's power, in order to help him take the final step towards the position of Immortal Emperor.

Under the guidance of the True Buddha, several fellow geniuses sacrificed their lives to reduce the opponent's calamity power and finally arrived at the moment of picking the fruit.

As long as he could kill this True Lord, many of his fellow disciples would surely rise up and push him to that position.

"..."

Thinking of this, Monk Miaoyin raised his head and looked at the other person.

When he met Shen Yi's calm eyes, he instinctively wanted to avoid that gaze, and his body became extremely weak at this moment.

puff.

Under the gaze of the disciples of the two sects, Monk Miaoyin's eyes were bloodshot, his teeth were clenched, veins on his neck were bulging, and his knees were bent. He couldn't even stand steadily and just knelt limply on the ground.

He lowered his head, not daring to look at the two real Buddhas, but raised his hands tremblingly above his head.

With the precedent of Master Haoming, everyone present understood what he was going to do, and a look of disbelief appeared on their faces.

It took the sacrifices of so many fellow disciples to get such an opportunity.

Although the True Buddha of Dongzhou would definitely side with the disciples of Dongzhou, it was a godsend that it happened to be Miaoyin's turn.

Even the geniuses of the Three Immortals Sect, including Li Shan, were ready to take over from Senior Brother Taixu at any time.

In this situation, Monk Miaoyin actually chose to kneel down and admit defeat? !

You have to know that Master Haoming is just an inconspicuous one among the immortals, while Miaoyin is one of the most promising candidates for the throne of Bodhi Sect. The two did the same thing, and the loss of face was completely incomparable.

"..."

Joyful True Buddha's face had turned ashen.

Miaoyin is the only one among the third-grade cultivators who can make such a big change in the expression of a first-grade giant.

Emperor Dongji pretended to be calm and watched the joke.

You know, nearly 80% of the immortal disciples below are under the command of the Three Pure Ones, and have little to do with him as the Emperor. No matter how heavy the casualties are, as long as it does not affect the great catastrophe, he can accept it.

However, Hou Tu, who has always been kind, has not stepped forward to stop it until now, which makes him a little surprised.

But it’s normal to think about it.

In the eyes of Hou Tu Huang Di, these immortal disciples, even including herself and the Three Pure Ones, were destroying the divine dynasty that she had helped to build. Even a clay Buddha would have some anger, let alone an emperor.

Thinking of this, Emperor Dongji slowly closed his eyes.

We've seen enough of the joke, so just let these monks deal with it. If they continue to provoke us like this, I'm afraid these two Buddhas will get really angry.

At this moment, the disciples of both sects were waiting for the most ridiculous thing to happen in this disaster.

Master Taixu, who always waited for the other party to make the first move, took the initiative for the first time.

"call."

Shen Yi exhaled slightly.

He lowered his head, took out a treasure bag from his sleeve, held it in his palm and examined it carefully, then stroked the red cloud pattern on it with his fingertips.

The moment this treasure bag appeared.

The expressions of the seventy-two golden immortals all changed, and Xuanweizi suddenly clenched his five fingers, as if he finally understood what was wrong with his chief disciple.

From the moment he started discussing the law, all of his actions did not seem like they were aimed at becoming an Immortal Emperor, and it was also highly likely that Emperor Dongji had not secretly given him any instructions.

I heard that in the incident with Youyao, it was Junior Brother Chiyun who stepped forward to stop Junior Brother Qingguang and saved Shen Yi's life... Could it be that everything that happened today was to repay the favor?

"..." Chi Yunzi stood there in a daze, his breathing a little disordered.

The next moment, Shen Yi, who had not said a word in the entire Dou Qi Arena except for introducing himself, finally spoke again.

"Back then, when Master Chu Xi of the Scarlet Cloud Cave was beaten to death by you."

"Have you ever thought of sparing his life?"

"Huh!" A cold voice echoed in the ears of Monk Miaoyin. He raised his head in horror, staring at the red cloud pattern on the treasure bag. Then his face turned pale, his pupils contracted, and he no longer cared about the tangle in his heart. The words of admitting defeat were about to come out of his mouth.

However, at the same time, the black cloud that anyone could tear apart at will suddenly became vast and majestic.

Xuan Chang took a step forward and suddenly appeared behind Monk Miaoyin. With the infusion of powerful calamity force, the Wuwei sword burst out with an unprecedentedly dazzling white light.

puff!

The sword pierced through the neck of the Bodhisattva, came out from his throat, and with the spray of scarlet blood, it forced him to kneel between the yellow clouds.

Shen Yi looked calm and focused, his boots firmly on Monk Miaoyin's shoulders. He exerted force with both palms neither hurriedly nor slowly, twisting the sword tip a little bit, as if he wanted to spin this handsome head off directly.

He abandoned the method of luring people into the trap and finally made his move openly.

With just one sword strike, he announced to the world the true limit of the Daluo Immortal!
Li Shan covered his eyes with his hands to block the dazzling white rainbow.

He had never thought that with only the third-grade cultivation, he could actually unleash such a terrifying sword light.

Lingxuzi was so stunned that he almost couldn't recognize that the magic sword that shocked the two sects was actually the Wuwei Sword that he had personally bestowed?
"enough!"

In an instant, a roar like that of a ferocious beast was heard from the Bodhi Sect.

The big monk with twelve eyes on his brows stepped across the sky. The face of this Great Freedom Lotus Pearl Bodhisattva was ferocious. The rough hands in his wide sleeves carried a terrifying force that could make the four majestic peaks tremble slightly, and he viciously slapped the figure in black clothes in the field.

At the same time, a Dao pattern belonging to him alone also appeared between heaven and earth.

After all, there was a previous grudge between Bodhisattva Lianzhu and the Seventy-two Golden Immortals had been prepared as early as when Monk Miaoyin came on the scene.

The ones who acted the fastest were Xuanweizi and Chiyunzi.

Two more patterns appeared in the sky.

As the end point of the three Dao patterns, Shen Yi turned his back to the Great Freedom Lotus Pearl Bodhisattva. In a place where no one could notice, he closed his eyes, and there was an inexplicable sense of relief on his calm face.

Alas, finally...

Hooked.

(End of this chapter)