The blood of the wild river Styx

Chapter 282 The Sorrow of Heaven and Earth

In the Three Realms of the Great Desolation, the heroes are all fighting, fighting the fierce warriors, each using their own methods. Zhulong and Dijun have all made breakthroughs, proving the Dao of the Hunyuan Daluo Immortal, which can be regarded as adding a little combat power to the Honghuang. There is still no solution to the current crisis.

In the midst of the rumbling, the ten halls of feng shui are running fast, and the rolling fortune is extracted and transported to the chaotic derivative world, Xiniu Hezhou, eighteen hells, etc., everything becomes illusory, even low-level monks, Has been completely wiped out with the vegetation.

In the Holy Land of Lingshan, Daleiyin Temple, under the Bodhi tree, Buddhist monks gathered. Seeing all the Daluo Jinxians fell asleep, life and death were unknown, and each of them was terrified. But what should I do?"

Faced with such a situation, how could the Tathagata Buddha do anything? He was also very anxious, and suddenly put his hands together, and lamented: "The external demons are raging, the saint is not here, and the poor monk can't do anything!"

"Since the great change in the world, the ancient Buddha on the Lantern has never shown up. I wonder if anyone knows what happened and where did he go?" Suddenly someone asked.

"Well, my Buddha...?" The rest of the cultivators looked at Tathagata with a change of expression.

"Lengdeng Ancient Buddha has great supernatural powers. Maybe there is a way to escape this catastrophe and leave Xiniu Hezhou long ago? Otherwise, you shouldn't come to Daleiyin Temple. After all, we can last longer if we all get together. .” Tathagata Buddha guessed in a deep voice.

Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva and Maitreya Buddha nodded: "This statement is reasonable!"

It's a pity, they don't know, this time the Tathagata Buddha guessed wrong, the ancient Buddha on the lamp did not leave Xiniu Hezhou at all, within a dojo, the ancient Buddha on the lamp is surrounded by 24 Dinghai beads, and these beads have evolved into twenty worlds, guarding in the whole body.

"In such a catastrophe, does the poor monk really want to open that ancient coffin for self-protection? It's just that the person in the coffin was horrifying and woke him up. It would be a catastrophe for the common people and endless cultivators. Especially at this time, if this disaster is caused by me, the heaven will bring calamity, and the sage will not let the poor monk go." The ancient Buddha on the burning lamp was terrified.

At this moment, his face was extremely gloomy, and vaguely, he had already felt something was wrong, but with his quasi-sage Dzogchen cultivation base, he really couldn't do much, and even for self-protection, he wanted to open the ancient coffin, but Afraid of waking up the person in the coffin, he hesitated very much.

"Boom boom!" At this juncture, when the dao rhyme lingered, suddenly, the sky roared, the color of the sky and the earth changed, the void was torn, and the rhythm of the infinite heaven and dao manifested.

"How is this possible? It can't be!" The face of the ancient Buddha on the lamp changed, and he looked up suddenly. He was horrified to see three thousand ways of heaven manifested in the three realms between heaven and earth.

These three thousand heavens are like three thousand beams of light penetrating the heavens and the earth, running through the 33 heavens, penetrating through the earth and fairy world, and inserting into the eighteen hells of the netherworld, it is extremely magnificent.

However, at this moment, the three thousand pillars of heavenly light trembled as they rotated, and the light became dimmer and dimmed, as if they would disappear completely at any time.As it dissipated, the entire Three Realms fell into disaster. The volcano erupted, the earth cracked, the sky and the earth screamed, and blood mist rose from the ground. At this moment, the faces of all the great supernatural beings changed wildly, and they were all horrified.

"What? Hongjun is extracting the power of heaven?" In the land of the East China Sea, on the top of the sky, Candle Dragon, Styx's second avatar, looked gloomy for an instant, silently watching the catastrophe in the world.

"Hahaha, you are self-destructing your foundation. It seems that your prehistoric cultivation is about to erupt into the final madness. However, everything is useless, useless!" Qi Zun, who was fighting against Zhulong, was slightly stunned and looked at The changes in the world suddenly burst into laughter.

"So what about self-destruction of the foundation, that is my prehistoric way of heaven, it has nothing to do with you, show me to fight! Kill!" Zhulong's face was ferocious, he raised his head to the sky and roared, and went to kill.

Qi Zun was also not to be outdone, and rushed forward quickly. The two peak powerhouses were on the East China Sea. This decisive battle was even more fierce. They were very powerful and confronted again and again.

"Hongjun used the good fortune jade butterfly to extract the power of the heavenly way, and let the heavenly way be completely used by him. Only in this way can he break through stronger, and let the heavenly way exert great power in his hands, but... in this way, a catastrophe for the common people , and the wealth and life of our saints are also in his hands!" On the sky, Nu Wa, who was exerting the power of a saint to pacify the calamity of the Three Realms, looked anxious and very sad.

"Humph, what a great skill Hongjun!" On the 33rd day, Lao Tzu and other saints who were fighting looked at each other with the same ugly faces, roared up to the sky, and the shots became even fiercer. Zhong Shan's face was gloomy, and he looked at the world, The three thousand days were silent.

Nether Realm, next to the central reincarnation domain, Mastiff Lietian naturally felt Hongjun's action of drawing the power of heaven, and his face couldn't help being gloomy for a while, and the fairy king of the tomb on the opposite side laughed wildly: "Haha, all of you prehistoric cultivators are crazy, and you actually started Self-destruct foundation!
But do you think you can resist it by doing this?No way, although this prehistoric time, space and heaven are strong, but it is only the power of the eighteen ancestors, and it can't make big waves!

Without the existence of the Nineteenth Stage of the Ancestral Immortal, what can't stop us, can't be stopped. "

"Hmph, how do you know that you don't have half a step of immortality?" Mastiff cracked the sky with a cold snort, stretched out its majestic mastiff body, rushed out, and hit the left half of the tomb fairy king fiercely with one claw On the body, the left half is his weak point, which is very fragile. Several bones were broken, and the Immortal King of the Tomb screamed in pain, with a ferocious expression on his face.

However, Mastiff Lietian is naturally not afraid. Following the battle, he has already discovered that although the tomb fairy king has the power of the sixteenth level of the ancestor immortal, which is comparable to the late Hunyuan Daluo Immortal, his weakness is too obvious, and he is also Hunyuan Daluo. In the later stage of Luo Xian, he stared at the dry bones on the left side of his body and beat him violently. Naturally, the Immortal King of the Tomb was invincible, and immediately retreated steadily.

"The art of heresy, but that's it, haha!" Mastiff Lietian laughed sarcastically.

"Bastard, I hate it most when people look down on my skills, ah, I will kill you when my body arrives, die!" The Immortal King of the Tomb was extremely gloomy and kept roaring.

It's a pity that Mastiff Lietian will not be threatened by him. At this time, the two sides are already in a life-and-death situation. How can they be frightened by a few threats and fight fiercely.

When the booming sound was swirling, the feng shui array of the ten temples of the Netherworld was still in operation, and Hongjun began to extract the power of heaven in the three realms. In general, life is bitter.

In Beiju Luzhou, Pangu Hall, and the inner hall, a big man sitting cross-legged suddenly opened his eyes. His gaze was extremely strange. Eighteen colors of light burst out from his pupils, while the periphery of the pupils was gray and white. Like a vast mist, the mist rolled.

The radiance of eighteen colors is also trying to spread, to completely occupy both eyes, which seems to represent that in the body, two wills are fighting for the control of the body, sparing no effort.

At the critical moment of the confrontation between the two sides, suddenly, as if feeling something, a majestic voice in the body came out first: "Someone is extracting the way of heaven and destroying the foundation of the Three Realms, hahaha, it seems that in your time and space, someone can't wait? "

"Hongjun! You actually draw three thousand heavenly dao, you have such a big appetite, and you are not afraid of being completely assimilated by heavenly dao, and become a puppet without will!" Pan Gu's tone was slightly gloomy.

"Oh? You don't seem to be worried at all!" Ying suddenly asked Pangu in a deep voice.

"So what if the way of heaven is gone? It's just that it's difficult for the common people to cultivate their way from now on, and saints no longer have immortal bodies. They don't die, so what has it to do with me? Everything in the world is derived from my body. The way of heaven is Under the will of the Dao, the rules derived from the prehistoric world, the existence of the Dao of Heaven, is fundamentally the restriction of the Dao to me.

The more the power of heaven disappears, the more power I can wake up, so I won't be afraid of Dao Dao's detection, hahaha, you'd better get out of my real body! "Pangu shouted loudly.

When the low roar fell, the Pangu Hall trembled, and suddenly Pangu's true body surged in with a fierce will and majestic power in all directions.

With a bang, Pangu's power surged within his real body for a moment, and the eighteen-color light in his pupils seemed to shrink more and more, and he was constantly being suppressed at a disadvantage. Said: "How can I be afraid of you? Do you think I only have this power? Oh, the power of destiny, let me suppress it!"

At the critical juncture of the battle between the two sides, suddenly, a Hongjun voice resounded in the Three Realms: "Foreign demons have invaded, and the situation is overwhelming. We are in danger, and the Three Realms are in danger!
I am Dao Patriarch Hongjun, in order to break through stronger and resist powerful enemies, I want to extract the rules of heaven and earth, control the way of heaven, and use this to break through. Those who owe heaven and earth should defend the prehistoric world with all their strength!Heroes of the Three Realms, accept the last gift from the Dao of Heaven, and may I survive the Great Tribulation.

In the future, when the way of heaven is gone, saints will also fall, and they will no longer be immortal. It will be difficult for the common people to cultivate their way, but they have to do so!May I be prehistoric, the strong will be stronger, and I will fight decisively in the future, fighting for a breath of heaven and earth, and fighting for stability and a way for our era! "

In Hongjun's voice, there was an exclamation, even more humiliation, full of helplessness, yes, facing the strength of the previous era, Hongjun was helpless.

Otherwise, he will not be desperate, and he will not make a desperate fight to advance the royal way. If he has time, he can use a more gentle method to gradually affect the way of heaven, slowly penetrate the three thousand ways of heaven, and thus slowly improve his cultivation, but Now, it's too late.

It's not necessarily for the sake of the common people in the world, but for the sake of the enemy cultivating in the future, so that he has no strength to resist. He wants to do this. Is he going to die and reborn?
Although, even if he did this, even if he possessed the power of heaven after the imperial dao, he might not be able to stop the peerless powerhouse of the first era, but this was the limit of what Hongjun could do.

"Teacher Hongjun, he is indeed colliding with the power of the heavenly way. It is difficult to grasp the power of the heavenly way and give full play to the power of the heavenly way. Once it succeeds, it will make me have an extra peerless powerhouse here in Honghuang. A little bit of resistance, but the path of the common people in the world has begun to be difficult!" Nuwa cried out in mourning from the top of the sky.

Lao Tzu and other saints, Zhen Yuanzi, Di Jun, , and others were also infected by Hongjun's words, and they also realized that the enemy is too strong, so powerful that people can do nothing, they can only destroy the foundation of heaven and earth, and die with the law of heaven. Fighting each other, scrambling to survive the humiliation, all the saints were silent, one by one facing the opponent in front of them, becoming more ruthless.

"Huh, huh, huh, huh..." The three thousand heavens were constantly weakening. After Hongjun sighed exhaustedly, there was no more sound. However, in the entire Three Realms, endless dao rhymes spread in an instant, and the sky Screaming, blood rained down, and the earth trembled.

The rain carried Dao power, sweeping the world, the land of the three realms, suddenly roaring, the infinite air of the earth veins, the spiritual energy of the heaven and the earth, forming a storm, gushing up, spreading between the entire heaven and the earth... At this moment, anyone who has no drowsy cultivation, Regardless of the Daluo Jinxian, the quasi-sage, or even the half-step Hunyuan and the saint, they are all improving their cultivation.

"Is it the last gift of heaven? I am good at cultivating righteousness, heaven and earth are sympathetic, and the common people are suffering, and our human race can't stay out of it. Cultivation, break it!" Kong Qiu, a Confucian giant in the Kyushu land of human race in the immortal world, suddenly broke through, rolling with momentum monstrous rise.

The huge aura of righteousness forms a beam of light, strengthens the barrier of Kyushu, and pacifies all kinds of disasters on the land of the human race. He is Cangjie who created characters, and he is also Confucius. He is an authentic human race, not the reincarnation of a great supernatural power.His background cannot be compared with that of Zhen Yuanzi and others. However, Kong Qiu has great wisdom and has practiced for too many years. Today, with the help of the blood rain from the sky, the spiritual fog from the earth, and the power of the three realms, he finally broke through the realm.

But he was not happy, instead his face was sad, he was suffering for the human race, and also for the people of the three realms... At this moment, not only Kong Qiu broke through, but too many cultivators broke through.

"The way of heaven is coming to an end. From then on, saints are not immortal. Between heaven and earth, the road to cultivation will become more difficult, no..." The group of cultivators broke through, crying out in grief.

All of them, like Kong Qiu, felt the humiliation, and all of them had red eyes... Huoyun Cave, the Dojo of the Three Emperors and Five Emperors, under Hongjun's continuous extraction of the power of the Heavenly Dao, the control of the Heavenly Dao over the Three Realms weakened, and the Three Emperors and Five Emperors did not Restricted again.

"Great Immortal Zhenyuan, I'll help you, kill the foreign demons! Xiantian gossip..." At this moment, Fuxi, the emperor of the human race, rose from the sky, his martial arts qi and blood roared, and he rushed towards the direction of Wuzhuang Temple. With ruthlessness, while roaring to the sky, a huge gossip pattern suddenly covered the sky, rolling power, and went straight to Daoist Venerable.

"Zhulong, I, Ji Xuanyuan, will help you!" Ji Xuanyuan also erupted, and a huge dragon soul rushed out from behind. The dragon soul was ferocious, and it was very similar to the second clone of Styx, Candle Dragon. This dragon soul was powerful and roared. Incomparably majestic, Hong Hong killed, when Ji Xuanyuan broke through Tianchong, he used a drop of Zhulong's blood to condense his martial soul.

"Okay, even if I can't kill you today, I will seal you!" Zhulong roared.

He spread his dragon body and hovered in the sky, absorbing the power in the blood rain, swallowing the spiritual mist surging from the earth, and his cultivation base improved by leaps and bounds. He is constantly climbing, but Zhulong is not happy at all. He understands that this is the last gift from the Dao of Heaven to the common people. Maybe it will not take long before the Dao of Heaven will disappear completely. The avatar has an extremely firm will and heart, and his face is slightly heavy.

Ji Xuanyuan came to kill him, and his martial arts cultivation base also quickly climbed to the middle at this moment, and he joined forces with Zhulong to quickly suppress Qi Zun, and his methods were very ferocious.

"Bastard, you guys want to seal me, it's impossible, Qi Qi is invincible!" Qi Qi Zun's face was extremely gloomy, and suddenly he raised his head to the sky and roared, bursting out with all his strength and killing him.

... In the Netherworld, although Mastiff Lietian did not advance by leaps and bounds because of the rhythm of heaven, earth, and dao, at this moment, he also burst out suddenly, as if rising, and the tomb fairy king retreated steadily. During this battle, the statue of Mastiff Lietian's body, Under pressure, blends quickly.

More souls were being refined by Mastiff Cracking Heaven, and his aura was also rising steadily, becoming stronger and stronger, ferocious and domineering, with monstrous aura, very terrifying.

"It's impossible for you to become stronger? Didn't you learn merits and virtues to cultivate? Why are you able to become stronger at this moment!" The Immortal King of the Tomb was suppressed, with an aggrieved expression on his face.

"Hmph, merit can make me advance by leaps and bounds, but who said that I must have merit in my cultivation, and now I just integrate my own power!" Mastiff Litian said in a cold voice. Under the tremendous pressure, the mastiff statue , Divided souls, constantly merging.

The heavens and the earth were mourning, and many monks broke through, but they couldn't be happy at all, and they were all extremely heavy. At this time, the feng shui array of the Ten Nether Temples was operating faster.

Xiniu Hezhou, in the dojo, I feel more and more luck, being drawn by the feng shui array, looking at my dojo, it is gradually illusory, as if it is about to disappear?
Hearing Hongjun's words again, the way of heaven is about to be completely withdrawn. The ancient Buddha on the lamp lamp knew that he had to make a decision. , that day is not far away, I have already felt that the breath of the coffin is getting thicker and thicker, this is a sign that the museum is about to open! I am opening the coffin at this moment, just to let all this come sooner. !
But if I don't open the coffin, maybe I will die without a doubt, and the Tao will disappear. No, I, a Taoist who burns the lamp, has practiced for countless years and experienced countless kalpas, so I must not just fall like this.

Right now, the Dao of Heaven has been extracted by Hongjun Daozu, and his control over the three realms is getting weaker and weaker. Even if I release the man in the coffin, there will probably not be any punishment from heaven. Me, I light the lamp and just save myself. "

Speaking of this, as if he had found a reason for himself, the eyes of the ancient Buddha who burned the lamp showed a decisive look... It is undeniable that he is not a person who can sacrifice himself for the sake of the world, and he is not a descendant who is willing to reincarnate Mother Earth.

The Taoist burning lamp who made a decision, with determination and hope, probed a crack in the seal. In the crack, it was chaotic, and it looked like nothingness. There was an ancient coffin floating there. Resolutely, he patted his forehead, Qingyun rose above his head, a coffin lamp in Qingyun was brilliantly lit, this light was like a traction, unexpectedly let the ancient coffin in the nothingness, slowly approach the crack, slowly, close at hand.

"I light the lamp, just wanting someone to use great supernatural powers to take me away from Xiniu Hezhou. I can't die, and I don't want to die. I can't be completely wiped out like weak people, and I can't be transformed into Xiniu Hezhou together. Illusion!" The lamp probe lifted its hand.

(End of this chapter)