Gaze and you will become stronger: starting from Doupo

The monks gasped one after another. The young monk Zhijue stared at the flashing lightning on Jiang Han's sleeves, and suddenly remembered the mural he had seen on the top floor of the pagoda three days ago: the god in the painting was holding a lightning knife to split the chaos, and under his feet was the shadow of the ancient king who was shattered into powder today. "Is he more powerful than the Buddha?" Zhiming, his senior brother beside him, whispered to himself, but he saw the first monk in the row glaring at him: "Don't talk nonsense! The ancestor is on the same list of ancient powers as the Buddha. When he preached on Mount Xumi, even the Peacock King accepted him as his disciple..."

Jiang Han felt the prestige value on the system panel jumping wildly, but on the surface he remained calm. He gently held Xuan Ku's arm, and the vibration of the Buddhist beads in his palm reminded him of the monkey he accepted in Fangcun Mountain three hundred years ago - the same vibration with the power of faith. "I do have an old relationship with the Western Church," he said, and the lightning condensed into a lotus shape at his fingertips. "When Duobao Taoist turned from a barbarian to a Buddha, I gave him three strands of Heavenly Dao True Fire."

As soon as these words came out, the monks were in an uproar. The Buddhist beads in the hands of the monk Ananda broke with a snap, and the 19 beads turned into streams of light and revolved around Jiang Han: "It turns out that the ancestor is the 'guardian of heaven' recorded in the Lotus Sutra! No wonder he can perform such an ancient forbidden magical power as the 'Nine Heavens Thunder Punishment Bow'..." His voice suddenly choked, and he remembered the scene he had just seen in the thunderstorm: the monks' limbs that were eaten by the ancient creatures actually recondensed when the lightning swept through, and although only the remaining souls were left, they were able to be reborn in paradise.

"Ancestor, Nanling is in danger!" Monk Asuo suddenly spoke. The wound on his chest was still bleeding, but he took half a step forward despite the pain. "The Qingqiu Fox Clan's mountain protection formation has been broken, and only three thousand demon soldiers are left out of the hundred thousand..." Before he finished speaking, Jiang Han raised his hand to interrupt him. Lightning gathered into a crystal ball in his palm, reflecting the tragic scene of the Nanling battlefield: three tail feathers of the Peacock King were torn off, the scales of the Green Dragon King were scattered all over the ground, and the giant claws of the Ancient King were tearing open the dome of the Temple of the God of War.

"Let's go." Jiang Han waved his sleeves, and the lightning turned into chains that wrapped around Xuan Ku, Alan and the other seven people, and disappeared in an instant. The remaining lightning fell on the broken walls of the glazed pagoda, and the runes that were eroded by the evil spirit suddenly made a clear sound like a bell, and the tower body was repaired at a speed visible to the naked eye - this was a heavenly repair technique that was more mysterious than "resurrection from the dead".

The sky of Nanling was raining blood. In the ruins of Qingqiu, the peacock king's blue feathers were turned outward, and he was barely holding up the last space barrier with his tail feathers. On each feather was engraved the ancient demonic script "When the soldiers fight, all the formations are in front". The ancient king in front of him was a thousand feet tall, with twelve pairs of bone wings on his back. Every flap of his wings could bring bloody wind and rain, sweeping the barbarian warriors below into meat paste.

"Chief, let me charge again!" The young barbarian Ah Hu held the broken totem pole, and the wolf head tattoo on his chest had faded. The Peacock King shook his head and suddenly noticed that the blood cloud in the sky was surging strangely, and in the center there was an indigo-blue thunder area, like a sky torn apart by a giant hand.

"call out--"

When the first arrow sounded, the twelfth pair of bone wings of the ancient king suddenly exploded. It looked up in horror and saw a ten-thousand-foot-long divine bow stretching across the sky. The bowstring was made up of nine interwoven thunder dragons, and the arrowhead condensed the power of the heavenly way of the entire Nanling Mountains. When the second arrow was shot, four ancient characters appeared on the divine bow: "punish", "kill", "trap", and "extinct" - exactly the "Four Arrows of Heavenly Way" that Hongjun had cast for the Fenbao Cliff.

"puff!"

The arrow penetrated from the center of the ancient king's forehead, but suddenly exploded when it was about to pass through, turning into thousands of tiny lightning threads that penetrated every inch of its skin. This was a more terrifying strangulation than a direct kill: countless cracks appeared on the surface of the ancient king's body, and lightning flashed in each crack, crushing the chaotic laws in its body bit by bit.

"Save us, save us..." The remaining ancient creatures were finally terrified. They madly hit the space barrier, but found that every touch made the lightning patterns on the barrier clearer. The Peacock King suddenly noticed that under the divine bow, seven lightning bolts were carrying several people down, and the leader was the legendary Hongjun Patriarch.

"Greetings, ancestor!" Peacock King and Green Dragon King knelt on one knee at the same time, and the demon cores under their scales were sending long-lost warmth - that was the recognition of the orthodox creatures by the Heavenly Dao. The Barbarian Chieftain Hang Li directly smashed the totem pole to the ground, clasped his fists and performed the most ancient barbarian ceremony: "If the ancestor does not abandon us, our barbarian tribe is willing to be slaves for generations and guard the South Heaven Gate!"

Jiang Han looked at the strong men of various races kneeling below, and suddenly noticed a familiar figure in the crowd. Ye Fan was supporting the bloody Pang Bo, whose left arm was broken at the root, but he still grinned and said, "Old Ye, I think this charlatan must have a treasure hidden in the bottom of the box. Look at this magic bow, it's even more awesome than the bronze immortal palace we saw in the ancient forbidden land..."

"Pang Bo!" Ye Fan's voice was trembling. He clearly remembered that in the jade slip he received three days ago, Pang Bo's breath was extremely weak. At this moment, seeing his friend who was seriously injured but energetic, he suddenly realized that Jiang Han's lightning could not only kill the enemy, but also protect the soul of the dying person.

"Heal the wound first." Jiang Han waved his hand, and three lightning bolts turned into a jade bottle that fell into the hands of Peacock King and others. "The bottle contains the water from the Nine Heavens Thunder Pool, which can repair the monster core and reshape the limbs." When Pang Bo took the jade bottle, lightning bolts suddenly moved around his broken limbs, and the granulation tissue grew at a speed visible to the naked eye. In half a cup of tea, his left arm was intact, and even stronger than before - that was an extra gift from the power of Heaven to the Ancient Saint Body.

"Ancestor, the direction of Zhongzhou..." Xuan Ku suddenly frowned, and the Buddhist beads in his hand were spinning wildly, pointing to the northern sky. Jiang Han looked up and saw that the originally clear sky was suddenly split into two halves: the east was covered with dark clouds, and the roar of the law of chaos came from it; the west was clear, but the golden Buddhist sound was faintly revealed. The two forces were sawing in the air, tearing the entire sea of ​​clouds into a Tai Chi pattern.

On the ice field of Beiyuan, the thousand-mile glacier is melting. The mountain protection formation "Beidou Tiangang Formation" of the ancient Wang family is in tatters, and three of the seven star stones at the center of the formation are broken. The head of the family, Wang Zhenyue, is barely maintaining it with his own life essence. The ancient king in front of him is covered with black ice armor. Every time he stomps his feet, he can cause an ice explosion, shaking the surrounding Wang family members into a bloody mist.

"Father, let me blow up its Dantian!" The young prince Wang Mingxuan held the sword that was blown into three pieces, his eyes flashing with determination. Wang Zhenyue was about to stop him when he suddenly heard a thunder explosion in the sky. He looked up and saw a green rainbow breaking through the ice clouds. Jiang Han and others came stepping on the thunder, followed by the Peacock King of Nanling and the Barbarian Chief.

"Senior!" Wang Zhenyue recognized the star pattern on Jiang Han's sleeves, and suddenly remembered the genealogy in the clan's secret room - the notes of the 3,600th generation head of the clan, which had recorded the prophecy of "Hongjun's arrival, the ice sea thaws." At this moment, looking at the ancient king trembling in the lightning, he suddenly understood why his ancestors left the ancestral precept of "those who see the star pattern, kneel and worship" in the family tree.

"Back off." Jiang Han raised his hand, and the lightning turned into thousands of thin swords, floating above the ice field. The ancient king seemed to feel the threat of death, and let out a sharp scream. The black ice armor on his back began to melt, revealing a dark red body covered with eyes. Each eye spewed out black flames, but they went out the moment they came into contact with the lightning. "Kill."

Following Jiang Han's order, lightning swords rained down. The ancient creatures in the front row tried to raise their ice shields, but saw the lightning swords penetrate the shields and explode inside them; those in the back wanted to escape, but found that the ice field under their feet had turned into a cage made of lightning. In just three breaths, the thousand-foot-tall ancient king was pierced through the heart by thousands of swords, and his huge body fell to the ground with a bang. In the ice pit created, lightning was gradually decomposing his chaotic origin.

"This, this is..." The chief of the ancient giant tribe, Hanggu, rubbed his eyes. The giant axe "Kai Tian" in his hand was still suspended in mid-air. Just now, he was about to use the forbidden magical power "Breaking the Mountain", but Jiang Han's lightning light gently stopped the spiritual power that was about to run away. As the strongest race in Beiyuan, he never thought that someone could suppress his full-strength attack with just aura.

Wang Zhenyue suddenly noticed that when Jiang Han killed the ancient queen, he casually sent a few lightning bolts into the ice field. The glaciers polluted by the ancient demonic energy began to melt, revealing the clear snow water underneath, and even a few long-extinct ice-scale fish jumped out of the water - this was a gift from heaven that was more rare than killing, and it meant that the ecology of the northern plains would soon recover.

"Ancestor, Zhongzhou is in trouble!" Jiang Taixu's voice suddenly came from afar. He was standing on an ancient bronze lamp, his clothes stained with blood. "The two ancient ancestor kings have joined forces to attack the Zhongzhou Sky Pillar. Three of the four great dynasties' national defense traditions have been destroyed..." Before he finished speaking, two loud noises suddenly came from the sky, as if the sky and the earth were torn apart. Two figures that covered the sky and the sun appeared in the direction of Zhongzhou, and each figure was wrapped in the breath of chaos and destruction.

Jiang Han looked over and saw that the Zhongzhou Heavenly Pillar, the huge bronze pillar that supported the heaven and earth, was wailing under the heavy load. The ancient ancestor king on the left was covered with black scales, with nine crystal horns on his head, each of which was engraved with the rune of extinction; the one on the right was a mass of flowing chaos, which changed into various forms of fierce beasts from time to time, but could never fix its shape.

"It's actually the ancestor king of the Chaos Clan and the Life-Destroying Clan." The Peacock King's voice was trembling. He remembered the records in the ancient history books: these two clans had joined forces to destroy three eras, and even the Emperor of Desolate Heaven had suffered at their hands. The scales of the Green Dragon King were all exploded, and the demon blood in his body was flowing backwards - that was the blood's instinctive fear of the absolutely strong.

Jiang Han finally frowned. He could feel that the strength of these two ancestral kings had surpassed that of ordinary ancient kings, especially the chaos, which was constantly devouring the laws of heaven and earth and transforming the surrounding space into a chaotic realm. What was even more difficult was that the protector of Zhongzhou Tianzhu, the old emperor who was said to have been in seclusion for ten thousand years, was sitting cross-legged on the top of the Tianzhu, covered in blood, and was obviously at the end of his life.

"You protect the mortals and retreat." Jiang Han suddenly spoke, and lightning condensed into thirty-six lightning rings around him. Different heavenly runes were engraved on each lightning ring. "Master Xuanku, please lead the monks to recite the "Rebirth Mantra" to protect the souls of those dying monks. Peacock King, you go to meet the remaining soldiers of the four dynasties. Ye Fan, Pang Bo, you follow me..."

Before he finished speaking, the Chaos Ancestor King had already launched the attack. It transformed into a thousand-meter-long giant python, opened its huge mouth full of sharp teeth, and bit directly at Jiang Han. At the same time, the nine crystal horns of the Ancestor King of Life and Death glowed at the same time, and nine beams of life-destroying light streaked across the sky. Wherever they passed, the space collapsed directly, revealing the Chaos Sea behind them.

"Come on." Jiang Han did not retreat but advanced, raising his hand to perform a "Sky-Splitting Thunder Slash". The ten-thousand-foot-long Thunder Blade collided with the giant python's sharp teeth, making a loud noise like metal clashing, and sparks flew everywhere. The Chaos Python retreated in pain, but found that the part hit by the Thunder Blade was rapidly vaporizing, and the space laws that were swallowed actually flowed back through the wound, which actually enhanced the power of the Thunder Blade.

The life-destroying beams came one after another. Jiang Han formed seals with his hands, and the thirty-six lightning rings suddenly merged into a huge Tai Chi diagram, sucking all the nine beams into it. The Tai Chi diagram spun rapidly, transforming the power of life-destroying into the spiritual power of the Heavenly Dao, feeding it back to the Tianzhu of Zhongzhou. The old emperor opened his eyes, and surprise flashed in his eyes. He finally understood that the young man in front of him was not an ordinary powerful person, but an existence that truly mastered the origin of the Heavenly Dao.

"Let's go together!" Chaos Ancestor King roared, and joined hands with Ancestor King of Life and Death to cast the "Chaos Life and Death Formation". The entire sky was instantly shrouded in chaos, countless life-destroying bone spikes protruded from the ground, and even the lightning under Jiang Han's feet began to become disordered. But at this moment, chanting and war cries came from the direction of Ximo, Nanling, and Beiyuan at the same time - the survivors of the three domains were passing their beliefs and strength to Jiang Han through the Heavenly Dao Network.

"The Way of Heaven returns to its place, and all laws submit." Jiang Han's voice suddenly became louder, as if the whole world was resonating. He raised his hand, and the ten-thousand-foot-long lightning blade that had appeared in the Western Desert condensed again. The difference was that this time there were three more halos on the lightning blade: the golden one came from the Buddhist law of the Western Desert, the green one came from the demonic power of the Nanling Mountains, and the silver one came from the icy spirit of the Northern Plains. It was the power of faith of the creatures in the three regions.

"cut!"

The moment the lightning blade struck, cracks appeared in the Chaos Life-Destroying Formation. The nine crystal horns of the Life-Destroying Ancestor King broke into pieces, and a deep wound was chopped into the body of the Chaos Ancestor King. More importantly, the Zhongzhou Heavenly Pillar took the opportunity to absorb the power of the Heavenly Dao, and once again shone with golden light, forcing the Chaos Realm back bit by bit.

"Impossible..." Chaos Ancestor King's voice was filled with fear. He finally recognized this lightning blade - it was the "Slashing Dao Weapon" forged by Tiandao himself, which was specially used to punish those who attempted to subvert the order of Tiandao. In the battle of Tiandao a hundred thousand years ago, their ancestors were slashed to death by this blade. They didn't expect to face this nemesis again today.

Jiang Han did not give them a chance. The lightning condensed into the word "Mie" on the blade. When the second strike came down, the body of the Ancestor King Miesheng exploded directly, and his soul was sucked into the lightning blade, turning into a rune on the blade; (End of this chapter)