The most powerful emperor system

Chapter 1176

The owner of the big hand wandered out from behind the sarcophagus. It was a guy with the appearance of a big horse monkey, about three feet tall, covered with blood-colored hair about a foot long and as hard as steel needles.

Its eyes are red, as if two lakes of blood have been bred. Its green face and fangs are ugly and evil. There are seven-inch-long iron green nails on its hands, and its aura is extremely terrifying!

"Abominable? What is that, do you know?" Luo Yang asked hastily, having never heard of such a thing.

Mobai grinned, and said: "The so-called evil is the resentment mixed with the power of the god after the death of the god, and the monster formed has almost [-]% of the strength of the god before it was alive, and it is more terrifying than zombies!"

"Because zombies just kill for survival, and kill for cultivation, and such a thing as abomination is completely for killing, because he is the result of the negative emotions of gods!"

Master Peacock has a long history of education, is well-informed, and also knows about gods and evils, so he leaned against Luoyang involuntarily, and formed a triangle with the Mo family brothers to protect Luoyang in the middle, fearing that something would happen to him.

What Mobike said was right, after the abomination appeared, he yelled fiercely, that shrill and sharp voice was like rubbing a steel knife against an iron plate, and it directly resounded through people's hearts, making people creepy and giving birth to a kind of restlessness The feeling comes.

"What the hell, kill him!"

A master of the tenth heaven of the monarch rushed up, holding a big bronze axe with both hands, and slashed it towards the shoulder of the god. Charm!
It's a pity that he still doesn't understand the power of the god, the god didn't even roll his eyelids, just flicked his fingers, the big axe broke into more than ten pieces, and the human master also flew out.

But he didn't throw it far away, because as soon as the abomination reached out and grabbed his head, with his palm-like paws exerting force, the guy's head shattered into a puddle of tofu brains.

"Let's go together!"

The remaining thousands of people felt the extreme danger and the manic killing intent of the opponent, they rushed up together, trying to pile up the monster to death with the crowd tactics!

It's a pity that it's useless, that abomination is really too strong, with a copper head and iron forehead, infinite strength, and extremely fierce attack methods, it roared and the ground was completely stained with blood!
Immediately afterwards, the gods attacked, shattering divine soldiers with a flick of a finger, tearing up monks with a raised hand, and shattering the universe with a raised foot. It slashed and killed among the crowd like no one was in the middle of nowhere, and no one could stop it at all.

The dazzling light of spiritual power was cut open, and the infinite evolution of supernatural power was brutally smashed. In just a quarter of an hour, thousands of people were almost all killed.

All that was left on the scene was a messy pool of flesh and blood and a river of blood flowing, as well as the standing gods and a dozen earth-colored monks who escaped by chance. They were fighting each other, and they were so frightened that they forgot to run away.

"Young master, you stand back, we brothers go up together, it is still possible to solve it."

Maha's fists were clenched tightly, and the aura belonging to the venerable was about to bloom. Mobai also put away the stubborn, dignified king's abomination in the distance, because that guy has now locked his target on several people.

Luo Yang held one hand on the hilt of the sword, but let it go immediately, and said with a relaxed expression: "It seems that we don't need to take action, the flies following along the way can't bear the loneliness."

"Amitabha, punish the evil beast!"

A majestic Buddha's name sounded, and in the distance a majestic and tall Buddha stood majestically, a hundred miles high, and a bergamot hand was burning with karmic fire, and it slapped the godly evil with a puff.

This is the appearance of a master from the Buddha Kingdom. It is an arhat who is cultivated in heaven, a great man from the Buddha Kingdom, with golden pupils and long brows fluttering. He stretched out his thin palms while walking.

Dozens of monks dressed in monk robes followed behind him. The first one had red lips, white teeth, clear eyes, clasped hands with a feeling of compassion, and his cultivation is perfect in Tianjun.

"evil!"

With a howl, God Nie faced the Buddha's palm instead of retreating, his feet crushed the ground, and he thrust his five fingers into the Buddha's palm with a bang.

With a bang, the Buddha's palm was pierced through, but the god also let out a miserable howl. Its fist had already exploded, and a golden Buddha's light spread along its arm, and the place it passed sneered. There was red smoke.

"What a powerful beast." The old monk opened his palm with a dignified expression, but saw a blood hole with a diameter of an inch in the palm of his palm flowing with pale golden Sanskrit, and a pure golden bone could be seen.

"Hahaha, old monk, what strength do you have if you eat fast and chant Buddha every day? You can't even get rid of a godly evil, so let this deity help you!"

Not far away, a man carrying a big tripod gloated and sneered. He was happy to see the old monk deflated. This is a big shot in the Holy Land of Overlords.

"Amitabha, there is no need for the donor to worry about it!"

The old monk recited a Buddha's name, the light of the great Buddha soared, and a demon-subduing pestle suddenly appeared, but it was only about ten feet long, but it was astonishingly powerful, blooming with immeasurable light!

Faintly, a majestic Buddha of [-] miles sits on the lotus platform, a ray of holy power spreads and shakes the world, and smashes the godly evil to pieces with a puff.

"The sacred artifact of the Buddhist sect is a bit interesting." Not far away, a man in a blue-yellow two-color gown raised his mouth slightly. This is the Heavenly Venerable of the Xuanhuang Holy Land, and he also has a sacred artifact beside him.

There are many gods here, presumably it was formed by the evil thoughts of the dead gods in the mountains mixed with the power of heaven and earth. After this one was eliminated, more and more gods rushed over, there were hundreds of them.

However, there are no fewer than [-] Heavenly Venerates here, and it is really terrifying to strike together. One after another, the sacred artifacts are sacrificed, blooming with holy power, as if the underground world suddenly has ten days in the sky!
"Blue Dragon Halberd!" A tall Heavenly Venerable from the Four Elephant Holy Land shook his arms, and a cyan dragon-like halberd flew towards him. With a puff, he crucified a god on the ground. It was also a holy weapon!

"Boom boom boom!"

There was the Big Dipper hanging in the sky, and the majestic astrology formed a long sword, which was suspended in the air and cut the earth apart, cutting a god into pieces.

"A master of the Seven Star Holy Land."

Luo Yang recognized the means of the shooter. It was a great supernatural being from the Seven Stars Holy Land, a tall and straight man with a majestic face and a long beard.

So many holy places and dignitaries from the holy pilgrimage urged the holy artifacts to be used, and quickly wiped out all the abominations in this place. The holy power is intertwined, and the recovery has reached an extreme.

"This place is beautiful, and there are at least twenty huge spiritual veins running through the ground!"

A real person from Dao Ting said solemnly: "The five elements, the three wonders, Yin and Yang, and even the dragon's veins are all inclusive. This is the uncanny workmanship of heaven and earth. Gathering here, I am afraid that an extremely terrifying existence can be bred!"

"Occupying the good fortune of heaven and earth, and the magical power of the sun and the moon, a seed can be planted here to grow into a sacred tree! An egg can be planted to transform into a phoenix, and a grass snake can be drilled to become a dragon!"

"Then bury the body!"

Suddenly someone interrupted Dao Ting's words. It was a handsome middle-aged man with a stalwart body and restrained cultivation, giving people a feeling of deep stature and stamina.

He holds a four-foot-long divine sword, the whole body is bright yellow, with dragon script and phoenix seal. Huang's cousin!
"You will become a god, and you will be the best among the gods. You can stand out from the crowd and sit high on the clouds." The real person said so.

"What about burying the god's corpse or even the god's corpse?" Prince Daxia continued to ask.

"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable!" Dao Ting's eyes were gloomy, and he said dryly after taking a deep breath: "I will become a saint!"

As soon as these three words fell, there was an uproar. Even if you are all celestial beings and venerables, you feel that your mouth is dry and it is difficult to control yourself, and your heart beats like a drum.

After all, the word sage is too heavy. In Buddhism, it is Buddha, in Taoism, it is Daojun, and in Yaozu, it is demon saint. Even in mythology and ancient times, it is a super figure of nine heavens and ten places!

In this dharma-ending era, when even the gods are not born, the weight of a saint can be imagined, and the eight coffins buried here, no matter how you look at it, you think it is great!
"The corpses of ordinary gods are placed outside to dry like salted fish, but here are eight sarcophagi. What kind of existence is buried inside?"

The master of the Yin-Yang Holy Land said, his face was very dignified: "And there is that palace, what kind of existence is inhabited or buried in it? What are these ancient monks doing!"

"From corpse to sanctification!"

There was a crisp voice, like a clear spring flowing through people's hearts, it was a beautiful woman with a phoenix crown from Yaochi Holy Land who said, "I'm afraid the people in this palace and the sarcophagus are all amazing, and they want to go against the sky. Become a corpse saint!"

"Since the end of ancient times, there has been no way to be holy. The people in heaven and earth who are extremely intelligent and talented are unwilling to be trapped in the realm of gods, and they are looking for other ways to break through. I am afraid that the people who buried themselves here are also the same people."

Prince Da Xia guessed, if so, the sarcophagus and the palace should be the pinnacle existence among the gods, the great figure in the realm of the gods!
"Why do you think so much? Just open the coffin and take a look and you will know? If it is really the corpse of a god, moving it back is really a big gain!"

The big man in Bawang's Holy Land is very hot-tempered and impatient. He sacrificed the holy artifact to protect himself, and then used his magical powers to lift the lid of the coffin.

It's a pity that the lid was very heavy, as if it was integrated with the coffin, even if he had the power to move mountains and seas, he couldn't lift it off.

"Amitabha, the benefactor doesn't have the strength to eat fish and meat every day. Could it be that he wasted all his strength on the pink skull?" The old monk finally found a chance and counterattacked without hesitation.

"Red pink, your grandfather's skeleton is so bald, why don't you give me a hand?" The man in the Overlord's Holy Land was so red that his face was a little purple, the veins on his hands jumped like green dragons, and he was groaning and panting.

Seeing this situation, the other masters naturally couldn't just stand by and watch, so they all took action to open the coffin. The cultivation bases of so many Celestial Venerables erupted together so powerfully that a holy mountain would be moved!
The coffin was finally shaken, and the huge lid was overturned to the ground, revealing the existence inside. It was a tall corpse, lying in the soft and misty light.

It was the corpse of a man, looking very handsome, dressed in a snow-white robe, still lifelike after countless years of death, and there was a faint fragrance wafting from it, and a faint holy light rolling around.

"My God, I'm really transforming into a pilgrim! Is it impossible to become a corpse saint!" The man in Bawang's Holy Land was sweating all over his neck, but he didn't have time to catch his breath, so he dragged his neck and shouted.

(End of this chapter)