Great Lord: Buddha has mercy on us, evil spirits please stay away

Chapter 220 Ye Kong: You have the Devil God, I have the Flame Emperor!

The Black God Swamp is very large, stretching for countless miles, but Feng Yusheng's speed is among the best in the world. After more than ten minutes, Feng Yusheng carried Ye Kong and Monk Dingxin to the deepest part of the Black God Swamp.

They had seen spies from the Tiangu tribe along the way, but they were all dead; their deaths were no different from those of Alsophila, all of them died from the restrictions of the evil tribe from outside the territory.

The dead silence along the way made the murderous intent in their hearts even stronger. It has come to this point, the only way to stop is to fight to the death!
Ye Kong looked into the distance and saw four Heavenly Supremes coming towards him. They were the leaders of the four tribes who had been lined up in front of him. Their eyes were dull and their spiritual energy was surging. They had become like puppets.

At their feet was a towering and ferocious altar that was ten thousand feet high, emitting endless evil energy. On the altar stood thirty-two demon-like stone statues, arranged around a large pool of rising demonic energy. Many of these demon statues had appeared in the battle of Holy Abyss.

In addition to them, there were two masked men in black robes sitting next to the large pool in the center of the altar, as if they had been waiting for them for a long time.

"Dark Sky Demon Emperor, Slashing Sky Demon Emperor, Black Corpse Sky Demon Emperor... There are many old acquaintances here. Is this the golem of the patriarch of the thirty-two major clans of the extraterritorial evil race? This altar looks quite strange."

Ye Kong looked calm as he analyzed the nature of the strange altar inch by inch; if he was not mistaken, this thing seemed to have a faint spatial aura.

The broken and chaotic boundless space behind them should be the location of the legendary Wan Gu Garden. This dark and boundless space spans the universe and the Demon Realm. In history, a top-notch immortal from the Southern Xinjiang Continent once went in to explore, but he never came out again.

The various forces in the Southern Xinjiang Continent even invited strong men from the Daqian Palace to investigate, and the result was that there was a terrifying space gale sweeping in there, and after entering, there was a great possibility of being swept to the opposite demon realm by the space gale.

It is no surprise that the Supreme Lord of the Universe was sent to the Demon Realm, where he could not replenish his spiritual energy and might be attacked by a large number of Demon Emperors at any time, and he would never return. Not to mention the Supreme Lord of the Immortal Grade, even the Supreme Lord of the Saint Grade would not survive if he went there!

At this moment, there was an extremely violent demonic energy rolling in the boundless chaotic space, giving Ye Kong and the other two an extremely uncomfortable feeling, as if a great terror was brewing.

"Humph! It's just a stone statue. With five late-stage spiritual supreme beings and one immortal supreme being, they are not qualified to make us retreat!

Compared to them, our sect feels that we should be more vigilant about the demonic energy roiling in the chaotic space. Maybe the Demon Emperor is hiding in there, setting a trap for us.

These bastards are really despicable. They actually let these Tian Gu tribe members be cannon fodder. You two, our sect will go to explore the danger first, and you should not act rashly. "

Monk Dingxin had some connection with the Tiangu Clan. Seeing that the four major tribes had all become puppets, he knew that the Tiangu Clan's inheritance might have been completely cut off.

In other words, the once famous Tiangu clan has been exterminated!

"You beast from the evil tribe outside the domain, take my punch and see!"

Monk Dingxin shouted angrily, flew up, and rushed towards the two masked Heavenly Supremes in the center of the altar like lightning;
High in the sky, he had a compassionate look on his face and endless murderous intent in his eyes. The bones in his body roared like thunder. He clenched his right fist into a Vajra Fist and unleashed the top Buddhist offensive magical power in the air.

"Joyful and Greatly Compassionate Fist, compassion for the world!"

Monk Dingxin's voice was like thunder from a diamond, and his body was filled with vast Buddhist light that instantly illuminated an area of ​​100,000 miles. The shadow of a Great Laughing Buddha condensed behind him. The Buddha's expression was the same as Monk Dingxin's, with a compassionate smile on his face, eyes like those of a Asura from hell, and he punched high up, as if he were going to use the heart of a bodhisattva to strike like a thunderbolt.

Seeing this, the bronze masked man standing on the left took a step forward, and circles of ripples of magic patterns rose from his feet. Waves of demonic energy rose from the thirty-two stone statues, forming a huge shield covered with purple-black sharp barbs above the altar, blocking the Great Compassion Fist of Monk Dingxin. He cupped his hands and laughed, saying:
"I didn't expect that even the leader of the Huanxi Zen Sect would come. I'm so sorry, so sorry! I'm Jiang Nan, nice to meet the leader of the Huanxi Sect and the leader of the Phoenix Clan!"

Monk Dingxin was too disdainful to waste time talking to him. He used the Joyful Great Compassion Fist with unstoppable momentum. The light of his fist streaked across the sky, purifying the miasma in the deepest part of the swamp. For the first time in tens of thousands of years, the Black God Swamp saw the sun appear. "Boom boom—"

The Joyful Great Compassion Fist collided head-on with the purple-black giant shield. The two forces of the Holy Item Supreme Level collided violently. The core of the collision sent out an overwhelming shock wave that spread over hundreds of thousands of miles.

In an area of ​​hundreds of thousands of miles, vast tracts of primitive jungle, tumbling swamps, and ferocious beasts were overtaken by the two terrifying aftermaths and turned into dust, leaving a large area of ​​white land.

The power of the holy item can destroy the heaven and earth!
However, although this powerful punch caused great shock, it failed to destroy the evil and grand mysterious altar. Jiang Nan, Jiang Bei and the four major leaders were shocked and vomited blood, but they were still able to stand.

This altar is obviously a peerless magic weapon that can allow the six Heavenly Supremes to survive such a shock, and even not suffer any serious consequences.

A large number of members from the four tribes of the Tiangu clan fell down like wheat, and their blood poured into the altar, making the power of the altar even stronger and more bizarre. The eyes of the golems glowed with a blood-red luster, as if they were awakened by the blood of the sacrifice.

Monk Dingxin was also knocked back thousands of feet by the recoil force, his blood boiling like a real dragon. He looked at the mysterious altar and snorted coldly, then formed a fist seal again and unleashed a second punch with even greater power. "Joy and Great Sorrow Fist, mixed joy and sorrow!"

After the second punch was thrown, Monk Dingxin's facial expression showed an extremely strange scene. Half of his face was happy, and the other half was sad. The emotions of great joy and great sorrow were intertwined on his face and also reflected in his fist marks. This time, he threw both fists together, wanting to destroy everything.

"I am not interested in what clan you Demon Emperors are from, nor do I care which bastard refined the demon soldiers on your altar; but you alone are not qualified to stop my sect! Let your clan leader come! Kill!"

“Hehehe, Dingxin Bald Donkey, you think too highly of yourself! This is a peerless divine weapon bestowed by our clan leader and Lord Saint Demon. You are not qualified to shake it!”

Jiang Nan and Jiang Bei roared loudly, and demonic clouds and mists that covered the sky and the sun rose again from the thirty-two demon statues, supporting themselves on the altar and heading towards Monk Dingxin's Joyful Great Compassion Fist.

At the same time, the four leaders used their spiritual power to form seals with stiff movements. Four spiritual shadows of the long snake, purple scorpion, centipede and golden toad appeared in the sky. Led by them, the people of the four tribes attacked one after another, and then dark flames began to burn on the surface of their bodies, burning their blood and sending it towards the large pool in the center of the altar.

"Burn my remains as a sacrifice to my God! Burn my remains as a sacrifice to my God..."

Hoarse and unpleasant chants came out from their numb and stiff mouths, and the mysterious sacrificial ceremony was initiated. A violent beam of space light shot out from the magic pool and turned into a wide and narrow space light path, which penetrated into the chaotic space and led a powerful being to cross the space and rush over.

"My God, my God, I want to see if you can beat the true God of the universe!"

Ye Kong looked in a bad mood. He waved his hand and took out a simple-looking lamp. The lamp was floating quietly, giving people a sense of security.

A smile appeared on Ye Kong's lips. He flicked his finger and a ray of light shot out, which rushed into the core of the lamp and quickly ignited it with a puff.

Although this place is very close to the Martial Realm, and although he also has the token of the Martial Ancestor in his hand, the fellow villager has given him this lamp for so long, and it is time to give the fellow villager a chance to show his power in front of others...

Of course, he should also stretch his muscles.

"Master, I would like to borrow the sacred Wutong tree for a while!"

(End of this chapter)