Da Qin: Become stronger and immortal by picking up attributes from the battlefield

Ying Zheng stood beneath the Heavenly Bird of Fortune, his black imperial robes fluttering even without wind. His deep eyes swept indifferently over the three Buddhas, and he coldly said, "Do you think you are worthy to judge me?"

The words fell.

Ying Zheng pointed his fingers like a sword and gently touched the Buddhist world that was suppressing him.

Roar!
The Celestial Bird has moved.

Its enormous body crashed directly into the Buddha's palm-sized kingdom of Prajnaparamita.

There was no earth-shattering explosion, nor any devastating shockwave.

The moment the black bird, which embodied the entire destiny of humanity, crashed into the Buddhist world.

Within the Buddhist realm, the compassionate expressions on the faces of the countless Buddhas and Bodhisattvas chanting Zen instantly froze, replaced by something called "the seven emotions and six desires."

They thought of their parents, their wives and children, and the joys and sorrows they experienced as "human beings."

At this moment, the Buddha's heart shattered!

The entire Buddha Kingdom in the palm of the hand collapsed and vanished in an instant, like a mirage.

"puff!"

As if struck by lightning, the Tathagata of Many Treasures suddenly spat out a mouthful of golden blood, causing his golden body to dim slightly.

His face was full of disbelief.

His Buddhist teachings and his path were so easily broken by the other party.
how can that be!

at the same time.

The extinguishing flame of the lamp, powerful enough to burn away cause and effect, also drifted to Ying Zheng's presence.

But before it could get close, a strand of the human dragon energy surrounding Ying Zheng automatically separated and transformed into an invisible barrier.

The flames of annihilation landed on the barrier, but instead of igniting it, they melted and went out quickly, like ice and snow meeting the blazing sun.

Humanity is the foundation of all principles.

As long as humanity exists, so too will humanity endure.

How could a mere extinguishing flame possibly shake it?

"not good!"

A warning bell rang in Ran Deng's heart, and he withdrew immediately.

But, it's too late.

Ying Zheng's gaze had already fallen on him: "Former guest of Zixiao Palace, former deputy leader of Chan Sect, now a former Buddha of Buddhism."

"Randeng, you fickle wretch, a slave to three masters, you can't even uphold your own principles, yet you dare to be so insolent before me?"

As soon as Ying Zheng finished speaking, he flicked his finger.

A golden dragon aura transformed into an invisible sword, instantly tearing through space and time, directly slashing towards Burning Lamp's Dao Heart.

Randeng felt a blur before his eyes, as if he had returned to the War of the Gods, to the moment when he betrayed the Chan Sect and the Primordial Heavenly Lord.

Fear, anticipation, dread...

All sorts of negative emotions erupted from the depths of his heart.

"Wow!"

He spat out another mouthful of blood, and the aura of the lamp instantly weakened.

In the blink of an eye, two of the three Buddhas have departed.

Only Maitreya Buddha's all-consuming human-shaped bag continued to devour everything around it.

Ying Zheng didn't even glance at the human-shaped bag, but instead turned his gaze back to the pale-faced Tathagata Duobao. "Duobao, your Jie Sect's Ten Thousand Immortals Formation is so powerful, yet now you only know how to use such a trivial Buddhist technique?"

"Let me see what the once-renowned Sage Tongtian taught you."

These words provoked the Buddha of Many Treasures, and his eyes instantly turned blood red.

"Ying Zheng, you've gone too far!"

He completely abandoned the supernatural powers of Buddhism, and the fierce sword intent belonging to the Jie Sect's immortal techniques on his body could no longer be suppressed, soaring into the sky!

"The intent of the Immortal Slaughtering Sword, arise!"

He made a hand seal, and four illusory swords, exuding murderous intent, appeared behind him.

Although it was just a phantom, the supreme killing aura that could slaughter gods and immortals and turn the world upside down was genuine!

This is the Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation, which made the Sage of Heaven famous!
Ying Zheng laughed heartily: "Good, good! This is the moment I've been waiting for!"

He swayed slightly and then took the initiative to go to meet him.

boom!
The great war has completely broken out!
On the battlefield, and elsewhere, the fighting was equally brutal.

The entire universe, the endless expanse of time and space, has been transformed into the most chaotic battlefield.

In an instant, the sky collapsed and the earth was destroyed, everything was out of control and chaotic, and everything was destroyed, as if the end of the world had arrived!
Quasi-Saints fought each other in pairs, and the blood of Great Luo Immortals stained the sky.

Great immortals often perish, their bodies and souls annihilated!
And the other side.

The battlefield between Haotian and Zhao Feng had already turned into chaos.

Haotian held the Haotian Sword, its sword light crisscrossing. Each strike carried the supreme heavenly might of the ruler of the three realms, invoking the laws of heaven and transforming them into divine chains of order, aiming to completely lock and obliterate Zhao Feng.

However, Zhao Feng simply stood beneath the Chaos Bell, impervious to all laws.

He was surrounded by four-colored lotus platforms, radiating an aura of creation and destruction. Four divine banners fluttered in the wind, and the forces of earth, water, fire, and wind flowed, constructing an absolute domain.

Zhao Feng said indifferently, "Is this all you're capable of?"

He slightly raised his hand and activated the Qiankun Cauldron.

hum!
The ancient cauldron swelled in the wind, its mouth facing downwards, unleashing an unparalleled power of devouring.

The countless chains of divine order and the sword light powerful enough to shatter stars were uncontrollably absorbed into the Qiankun Cauldron, completely refined without even causing a ripple.

"you!"

Haotian was greatly alarmed, and his attack faltered.

Zhao Feng seized upon this momentary opening.

He took a step forward, his figure instantly closing in, and threw a punch.

This punch did not use any magical treasures; it was purely a combination of the Chaos Dao Body and the Human Dao Dragon Qi.

Wherever the fist passed, the void crumbled inch by inch, turning into the most primordial nothingness.

Haotian's expression changed drastically. In his haste, he could only hold the Haotian Sword horizontally in front of his chest to defend himself.

clang!
The sound of metal clashing resounded throughout the heavens.

The Haotian Sword let out a mournful cry, and its light dimmed.

Haotian himself was struck as if by lightning, flying backward and crashing through layers of spatial barriers, spitting out a mouthful of golden divine blood.

He steadied himself, his handsome face filled with disbelief.

He himself, the supreme being who ruled the Three Realms and reached the Great Perfection of Quasi-Saint, was actually... was severely injured by a single punch in a head-on confrontation!
Haotian roared, filled with resentment: "Impossible!"

His hair was disheveled, and he looked like a madman, staring intently at Zhao Feng: "You forced me to do this! You forced me to do this! Today, I, the Emperor, will show you what true divine might is! What the power of a sage is!"

He suddenly looked up to the sky and roared, his hands forming a mysterious hand seal.

Boom!

The entire primordial world trembled violently.

A terrifying will, far surpassing that of a quasi-saint and above all living beings, suddenly erupted.

It was a ruthless, cold, indifferent, and supreme will that regarded all things as straw dogs.

On the battlefield.

Whether they were immortals, gods, Buddhas, or demons engaged in a bloody battle, or quasi-saints fighting in pairs, they all stopped what they were doing at this moment.

They looked up in horror, gazing at the source of the aura.

In Haotian's palm, a purple lightning talisman shrouded in chaotic energy slowly emerged.

On the Thunder Talisman, the Great Dao runes appeared and disappeared, seemingly containing the power of life and death over the entire primordial world.

On the lotus platform, the Tathagata Many Treasures was overjoyed, exclaiming, "The Dao Ancestor's decree!"

Within Fuxi's eyes, the Bagua diagram spun wildly as he looked at Zhao Feng with concern: "The power of a sage!"

At this moment, everyone understood.

Haotian is about to use his last and strongest trump card!
"Zhao Feng! Die for me!"

Haotian poured all his magical power, energy, and spirit into that thunder talisman.

Click!

The thunder talisman shattered with a deafening roar.

A bolt of purple divine lightning, so thick it defied description, leaped out from the shattered runes.

It tore through time and space, ignored distance, and with a terrifying power to purify all things and annihilate everything, it descended upon Zhao Feng's head in an instant.

In the face of this attack, space and time lose their meaning.

It represents the will of Heaven and the judgment of the sages!

Zhao Feng looked up, feeling the terrifying pressure that was enough to completely annihilate him, but there was no fear on his face.

He finally understood what level of existence a sage truly was.

That is the highest realm where one truly holds the rules, whose words become law, and whose thought can determine the life and death of all beings.

But so what?

Zhao Feng let out a long, powerful roar: "Well done!"

He poured the chaotic energy within his body into the numerous treasures surrounding him without reservation.

"Chaos Bell, suppress space and time!"

clang!
The distant sound of bells echoed, freezing the vast void surrounding the purple divine lightning.

"The Universe Cauldron, refines all things!"

The treasure cauldron was upside down, unleashing a terrifying suction force that devoured everything.

"Four lotuses unite as one, protecting through reincarnation!"

The four lotus platforms—the Black Lotus of Annihilation, the White Lotus of Purification, the Red Lotus of Karmic Fire, and the Purple Lotus of Reincarnation—merged into one in an instant, transforming into a giant four-colored lotus phantom that firmly protected Zhao Feng in the center.

"The four flags unite as one, and chaos returns to its origin!"

The four divine flags also shone brightly, and the forces of earth, water, fire, and wind reversed, evolving into a small chaotic world.

boom!
The earth-shattering roar shook the entire Hongmin Three Realms violently.

The purple divine lightning struck the layers upon layers of defenses with tremendous force.

The phantom of the Chaos Bell trembled violently, and its light dimmed.

The Qiankun Cauldron was cleaved and sent flying backward, a tiny crack appearing on its body.

The chaotic world formed by the four flags shattered instantly.

The four-colored lotus phantoms crumbled inch by inch.

The power of a saint's single strike is terrifying!
however.

When the purple lightning exhausted its last bit of power and completely dissipated...

Zhao Feng's figure still stood proudly in the void.

Although his face was somewhat pale and a trickle of golden blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, his aura remained strong.

He actually managed to block it!

"This……"

Haotian was completely stunned, as if he had seen a ghost.

A saintly strike!
This is a blow from a saint!
It is an unparalleled killing move that can obliterate any Quasi-Saint at the Great Perfection stage.

He actually managed to block it?
Zhao Feng wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, feeling the surging blood and qi within his body, but a smile appeared on his face.

He got it.

My current strength may already be no weaker than those who have just entered the Saint Realm.

Zhao Feng raised his head, looked at the already distraught Haotian, his eyes filled with killing intent, and coldly broke through: "Now, it's my turn. Are you ready to die?"

The words have not yet fallen.

He took a step forward, and man and sword became one.

A dazzling golden sword beam pierced through the chaos and struck towards the top of Haotian's head!

……

Another battlefield.

On another battlefield, Ying Zheng faced the Three Buddhas alone, his imperial might overwhelming, standing shoulder to shoulder with the boundless Buddhist light.

Although there was a significant gap between him and the Three Buddhas, within the Qin territory, Ying Zheng's power was inexhaustible, making him completely invincible.

For a time, even if the three Buddhas joined forces, they would find it difficult to defeat him!
"kill!"

With a furious roar, the Tathagata of Many Treasures unleashed four sword energies that soared into the sky, intertwining to form a simplified Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation, which descended upon Ying Zheng.

"Well done!"

Ying Zheng's dragon robe billowed, and instead of retreating, he advanced, actually taking the initiative to meet the killing sword formation.

With the Emperor's Seal above his head and the dragon energy of the Nine Provinces beneath his feet, he transformed into a golden divine light, colliding fiercely with the four peerless sword energies.

boom!
Within the sword formation, spacetime shattered and the laws of nature were obliterated.

Ying Zheng used his humanistic dragon energy to directly confront the intent of the Immortal Slaughtering Sword. Each collision unleashed terrifying fluctuations capable of destroying the entire world.

He is now in harmony with the human destiny, and his power is inexhaustible. Even when facing the Tathagata of Many Treasures who is activating his original sword intent, he can fight to a standstill.

Seeing that Tathagata Duobao was being held back by Ying Zheng alone, Dipankara and Maitreya exchanged a glance, realizing it was time to go all out!

Previously, Duobao was the main attacker, while the other two provided cover.

On the one hand, they wanted to preserve their strength for unforeseen circumstances; on the other hand, they wanted to guard against other powerful figures in the surrounding area.

But now it seems that the only way to defeat Ying Zheng is to go all out!
But before he could make a move, a figure with an unusual appearance, an air of antiquity, and eyes full of wisdom stood in front of him: "Your opponent is me!"

Ran Deng's heart skipped a beat: "Suirenshi!"

Faced with such a formidable enemy, no matter how unwilling he was, he had no choice but to abandon Ying Zheng and confront Suirenshi.

He roared, and the ancient glass lamp in his hand shone brightly. A dark, extinguishing flame tore through the void and burned towards Suirenshi.

however.

Suirenshi looked at the approaching annihilating fire, his expression unchanged.

He simply raised the torch in his hand slowly.

It was a seemingly weak flame, yet it seemed to be the source of human civilization, a manifestation of the unyielding will to pass on the torch.

The moment the flame of annihilation drew near, the embers flickered gently.

hum!
A warm and majestic radiance emanated from the flame.

The Annihilation Flame, powerful enough to extinguish cause and effect and feared even by quasi-saints, was completely assimilated by this radiance, becoming its fuel without even a ripple.

Ran Deng was shocked: "What?"

His innate divine power was actually broken just like that?

"As long as humanity endures, the flame of civilization will live on forever." Suirenshi's voice was calm, as if he were stating some kind of truth about the universe: "Randeng, you have even betrayed your own path, yet you dare to play with fire before my human race?"

He took a step forward, and the fire in his hand transformed into a fire dragon that stretched across the heavens and earth, roaring as it rushed toward the lamp.

the other side.

Emperor Fuxi also stopped Maitreya Buddha.

Facing Fuxi, a powerful figure renowned throughout the ancient times who had once listened to lectures at Zixiao Palace, Maitreya Buddha's usually smiling face was now filled with solemnity.

With only a slight hesitation, the human seed bag behind him transformed into a gigantic maw that devoured the human emperor Fuxi.

Fuxi was dressed in a Taoist robe with the Eight Trigrams, and in his eyes, it seemed as if the universe was being created and destroyed, and the stars were turning.

Faced with the humanoid bag that could devour the heavens and earth, he simply raised his hand and drew a circle in front of him. A perfect Tai Chi diagram, with black and white energy flowing in and out of thin air, appeared out of thin air.

Once the Tai Chi diagram appeared, it transformed into a black and white divine bridge, spanning between Fuxi and Maitreya.

The black vortex formed from the humanoid bag unleashed a devastating power that struck the divine bridge, but it vanished without a trace, like a mud ox sinking into the sea.

The black and white energies circulated, and the forces of yin and yang interacted and countered each other, easily dissolving the devouring force into nothingness.

“This…” The smile on Maitreya’s face froze completely.

His Human Seed Bag is an innate spiritual treasure, containing the universe within and capable of containing all things; it is one of his strongest abilities.

Yet, faced with this Tai Chi diagram, they couldn't even budge it an inch.

Fuxi remained calm, simply pointing with his fingers.

hum!
The Tai Chi diagram trembled slightly, and an overwhelming force of force, following the invisible connection, slammed into the human seed bag.

Maitreya groaned, feeling an irresistible force surge through him. The human seed bag behind him was sent flying backward, its light dimming considerably.

His obese body was so shaken that his blood and qi surged, and he almost fell from the void.

"Yin and Yang reversed, Heaven and Earth turned upside down." Fuxi's voice rang out at the same time, "Maitreya, your path is still far from perfect."

Although Maitreya is the future Buddha, Fuxi's previous incarnation was Nuwa's brother, the Heavenly Emperor of the Demon Clan, a guest in the Zixiao Palace, and a reincarnation after the War between the Lich King and the Demon King, becoming the Heavenly Emperor of the Human Clan and comprehending the Eight Trigrams.

His strength surpasses that of Maitreya!

As soon as he finished speaking, the Tai Chi diagram began to rotate again, and it actually moved to suppress Maitreya.

the other side.

On the wider battlefield, the battle has reached a fever pitch.

The Yellow Emperor wielded the sacred sword, its light crisscrossing the heavens. With each strike, a celestial general or Buddhist bodhisattva would fall.

Shennong's Hundred Herbs Whip, with its green divine light, not only cured all poisons and broke all spells, but also gave rise to inner demons, causing those Buddhist soldiers with weak faith to shatter their Daoist hearts on the spot and fall into the demonic path.

The five emperors joined forces to form the Five Elements Formation, trapping the four holy marshals of the Heavenly Court within it, causing the heavens and earth to collapse and stars to fall.

Bai Qi, Han Xin, and other famous Qin generals led their iron-blooded warriors, charging back and forth through the enemy lines, leaving behind only mountains of corpses and seas of blood in their wake.

Great witches such as Jiufeng and Xiangliu transformed into giants ten thousand feet tall, their physical bodies directly confronting magical treasures, each punch and kick possessing the power to shatter mountains and rivers.

In the sky, divine blood, Buddha blood, demon blood, and witch blood mingled together, transforming into a colorful rain of blood that poured down.

The corpses of immortals, gods, and Buddhas fell from the clouds like dumplings, crashing onto the earth and turning the mountains and rivers red.

The entire Jambudvipa continent was transformed into a massive battlefield of carnage.

High above, Haotian watched this scene, his heart bleeding.

lost.

A complete failure!
Haotian was lost in thought, muttering to himself, "How could this happen... how could this happen..."

He couldn't figure it out.

He clearly had the advantage of favorable timing, the assistance of Heaven, and the decree of the sage.

Why did they suffer such a crushing defeat?

The Tathagata of Many Treasures also looked grim.

He never imagined that even with the Heavenly Court and the Buddhist sect joining forces, they would still be unable to defeat the Great Qin!
at this time.

At the western horizon, two distinctly different divine lights suddenly shone.

A thick, earthy yellow hue, seemingly bearing the weight of all living things.

A golden light shone brightly, carrying an air of majesty and dignity befitting an empress.

The divine light dissipated, revealing the two opposing camps.

On one side, the leader was a Taoist priest dressed in an earth-yellow robe, holding a whisk, with an air of otherworldly wisdom.

He rode on auspicious clouds, followed by a densely packed crowd of cultivators numbering in the millions.

These cultivators were all composed and profound in their Daoist arts.

They are all the best of the Earth Immortal lineage.

On the other side was a stunningly beautiful woman dressed in a phoenix robe, adorned with a golden hairpin, exuding elegance and grace.

She stood atop a magnificent carriage pulled by nine blue phoenixes, followed by a million fairies and warriors, forming a mysterious array, surrounded by celestial energy.

"Zhen Yuanzi!"

"Queen Mother of the West!"

Haotian and Duobao Rulai both exclaimed in surprise the moment they saw the newcomer.

These two.

One is the ancestor of earthly immortals, and the other is the head of female immortals.

They are all veteran Quasi-Saints, the most revered and powerful figures in the primordial world.

They have always remained indifferent to the conflicts of the three realms and lived in seclusion. Why have they both come to this place today?

Just as they were filled with doubt and uncertainty, Zhen Yuanzi spoke loudly, "I, Zhen Yuanzi, am grateful to His Majesty the First Emperor of Qin for establishing the heart of the human race and bringing peace to all generations. His merits are immeasurable."

"Today, I have led a million disciples of Wuzhuang Temple to lend our support!"

"Heaven's justice is unjust; humanity must take its place! Those who offend my allies of humanity are enemies of my Five Villages Temple!"

Followed by.

The voice of the Queen Mother of the West then rang out, "Great Qin, inheriting the destiny of humanity, follows the will of Heaven and responds to the people, and is the rightful ruler of the Three Realms."

"You have acted perversely, recklessly waged war, and disrupted the Three Realms; your crimes are unforgivable!"

"Today, I, from the Western Kunlun Mountains, stand with the Great Qin, advancing and retreating together!"

boom!
Their statements were like two thunderbolts from the heavens, exploding throughout the entire primordial world.

All the powerful beings who were spying on this place were completely dumbfounded.

If the emergence of the witch and demon races and the three sovereigns and five emperors of the human race merely gave the Qin Dynasty the capital to rival the Heavenly Court and the Buddhist sect.

The addition of Zhen Yuanzi and Xi Wangmu completely disrupted the balance of the war.

"No...impossible..." Haotian's eyes were bloodshot as he stared intently at Zhen Yuanzi and the Queen Mother of the West. "Have you...have you gone mad? To defy the Heavenly Dao for the sake of a human dynasty?"

Upon hearing this, Zhen Yuanzi merely sneered and ignored him.

The Queen Mother of the West didn't even glance at him.

The two million fresh troops, led by Zhen Yuanzi and Xi Wangmu, directly joined the battlefield.

The cultivators of Wuzhuang Temple were proficient in the Great Dao of Earth. They formed an Earth Membrane Array, which instantly stabilized the nearly shattered land of Southern Jambudvipa.

The celestial warriors of West Kunlun set up a replica of the plain-colored cloud banner array, with golden light shining down, rapidly restoring the injuries and magical power of the Qin soldiers.

With the balance of power shifting, the combined forces of Heaven and Buddhism crumbled even faster.

The front lines, which were just barely holding on, were completely overwhelmed.

Countless heavenly and Buddhist soldiers completely lost their will to fight and began to scatter and flee.

But, it's too late.

The Qin, Wu, Yao, and Long tribes, a combined force, had long since completely sealed off this land.

What awaited them was only merciless slaughter.

Looking at this apocalyptic scene, Duobao Tathagata felt a chill in his heart.

He knew that the game was over.

Today, the Buddhist community is likely to suffer a severe blow here, and may even face annihilation.

He turned his pleading gaze to the heavens above.

Now, the only thing that can turn the tide of the battle is the last two sacred decrees in Haotian's hands!

……

at the same time.

The Netherworld, above the sea of ​​blood.

The crimson seawater churned violently.

Countless Asura warriors, clad in blood-red armor and wielding various ferocious weapons, stood densely packed along the edge of the sea of ​​blood.

Their eyes burned with a frenzied fighting spirit.

At the very front of the army formation, the Styx Ancestor sat atop a lotus platform of the Twelve-Petaled Karmic Fire Red Lotus, his expression icy.

Beside him stood the four Asura kings: Brahma, Shiva, Vishnu, and Indra, who stood respectfully.

Brahma stepped forward and said in a deep voice, "Ancestor, the time has come."

The Styx Ancestor slowly opened his eyes, and in those eyes was a hatred and killing intent that had been accumulated for countless eons.

He had been waiting for this day for far too long.

He immediately exclaimed, "The Buddhist sect has gone too far in bullying me!"

"Today, I will show them what it means to pay for blood debts with blood!"

"Issue my decree!"

"Send troops and flatten Mount Ling!"

"kill!"

At his command, the entire sea of ​​blood boiled violently.

Millions of Asura warriors, led by the four Asura Kings, transformed into an unstoppable torrent of blood, bursting out of the Netherworld, tearing apart the spatial barrier of Xiniu Hezhou, and descending directly upon the sacred land of Lingshan.

At this moment, the Buddha's light on Lingshan Mountain is dim.

The Three Buddhas, along with the vast majority of quasi-saints, bodhisattvas, and Buddhist soldiers, have all rushed to the battlefield in Jambudvipa.

Those who remained were merely ordinary Arhats and monks, as well as a few Bodhisattvas of the Great Luo Golden Immortal level.

They never imagined that someone would dare to launch a sneak attack on the Buddhist sect's stronghold at this time.

"Enemy attack! Enemy attack!"

The piercing alarm blared throughout the entire Lingshan Mountain.

But it was all too late.

Holding a blood-red spear, Indra charged ahead, directly into the magnificent Great Thunderclap Temple, shouting, "Kill them all! Seize all their treasures! Burn their scriptures!"

With a single spear thrust, he pierced through the golden statue of an Arhat who was guarding the statue.

Countless Asura warriors followed closely behind, like locusts swarming across the land, and launched a frenzied burning, killing, and looting campaign on Mount Ling.

The sacred place, once bathed in Buddhist light and filled with the sounds of chanting, has now become a living hell.

The Merit Pool was stained red with blood, the Bodhi tree was cut in half, and the Mahavira Hall was reduced to ashes.

Those Buddhist disciples who remained behind were unable to organize an effective resistance and were scattered by the Asura army.

The figure of the Styx Ancestor appeared silently on the ruins of the Great Thunderclap Temple.

From this day forward, there will be no more Buddhist holy sites in Xiniu Hezhou!

On the battlefield of Jambudvipa.

The expression on the face of the Buddha of Many Treasures suddenly changed, and he became very alarmed.

He quickly calculated with his fingers and knew that something had happened at Ling Mountain.

"Styx! How dare you!"

The Buddha of Many Treasures let out a roar of utter grief and indignation that shook the universe.

His mind was shaken, his Buddhist heart was unstable, and the originally solemn golden body of Dharma image shook violently, almost collapsing on the spot.

Having his stronghold stolen and his business destroyed is worse than being killed!
He could no longer afford to fight Ying Zheng, and turned to tear through the void to rush back to Xiniu Hezhou.

But how could Ying Zheng let him have his way?

Seeing that Tathagata wanted to leave, the golden dragon of fortune circling in the sky suddenly swung its tail, and its huge body stretched across the sky, directly blocking all of Tathagata's escape routes.

Ying Zheng took a step forward, and the divine light of the Human Emperor Seal surged. Endless humanistic dragon energy transformed into golden chains of order, completely imprisoning this space-time. "Want to leave? I grant you permission."

The Buddha of Many Treasures was extremely anxious and roared repeatedly, "Ying Zheng! Our grudges can be settled another day! If you let me leave today, my Buddhist sect can withdraw from this war!"

Ying Zheng's face revealed a mocking smile. "Now you want to withdraw? Too late. From the moment you set foot on the territory of my Great Qin, the outcome was already decided."

He stopped wasting words and launched an attack.

The Emperor's Seal, carrying the fate of the entire Qin Dynasty, slammed down upon the Tathagata of Many Treasures.

the other side.

Dipankara and Maitreya were also extremely anxious, wanting to get rid of their opponents and go to the Buddhist sect to provide support.

However, Suirenshi and Fuxi were also aware of the plan and did their best to stop it.

The fire in Suirenshi's hands transformed into a boundless sea of ​​civilization, trapping the ancient Buddha of the Burning Lamp within it.

Fuxi further evolved a pre-heaven Bagua world, which enveloped Maitreya.

In this world, the stars revolve and time and space are reversed. No matter how Maitreya tries to break free, he cannot escape.

The Three Buddhas were held back in place by the Qin forces, unable to move.

On another battlefield, Haotian was once again blasted away by Zhao Feng's punch, and even the Haotian Sword in his hand let out a mournful cry of unbearable strain.

His hair was disheveled, his imperial robes were torn, and he was covered in blood; he no longer possessed any of the majesty of a ruler of the Three Realms.

After the sage's attack, his magical power was greatly depleted, and he was no longer a match for Zhao Feng, being completely suppressed.

High above, Yaochi witnessed this scene and was deeply moved.

She never imagined that Haotian, who was blessed by the Emperor's decree, would be suppressed so much by Zhao Feng.

Without further hesitation, she unleashed a burst of celestial light, and a Nine-Phoenix Spiritual Light Chariot soared into the sky. Nine wondrous blue phoenixes let out clear cries and joined forces to spew out nine-colored divine fire, intending to burn Zhao Feng to ashes.

But, before the divine fire could get close...

The Queen Mother of the West appeared silently before Yaochi, saying, "Your opponent is me."

With a wave of her hand, an ancient bronze mirror appeared out of thin air.

The mirror's light shimmered, reflecting the myriad realms of the heavens.

Kunlun Mirror!
With a flash of light, the nine-colored divine fire, powerful enough to burn mountains and boil seas, was completely absorbed into the mirror world and disappeared without a trace.

"Queen Mother of the West! Do you really intend to fight to the death with my Heavenly Court for the sake of this rebellious Qin?" Yaochi shouted fiercely.

The Queen Mother of the West replied indifferently, "Those who follow different paths cannot make plans together."

She activated the Kunlun Mirror, and a beam of annihilating divine light shot out, directly striking Yaochi.

The two leading female immortals from the primordial era then engaged in a fierce battle.

Having lost all hope, Haotian was utterly trapped in a desperate situation.

Zhao Feng stood beneath the Chaos Bell, looking at him with a cold expression, as if he were looking at a dead man.

"ended."

He raised his hand and slammed it heavily against the Chaos Bell.

clang!
This time, the tolling of the bell was no longer distant and melodious, but filled with an endless aura of killing intent.

The tangible, chaotic sound waves ignored the distance in space and slammed into Haotian's chest.

Click!

Haotian's protective divine light shattered instantly.

His chest was deeply sunken in at a visible angle.

Golden divine blood gushed from his mouth like a fountain.

His primordial spirit was cracked by this attack, and his aura instantly weakened to the extreme.

Haotian was terrified.

Now he knew that the situation was hopeless, and if he continued to fight, he feared that he would die here as well!

...(End of chapter)