The strongest ruler of the heavens

Chapter 448 kill with one sword
This terrible scene spreads hundreds of miles.

It seems that it wants to absorb the souls of all living beings and wither the whole earth.In a radius of a hundred miles, the earth was dry and cracked, and countless creatures were reset to zero!

"Do you know why I want to cultivate the incomplete Moke Fumo Sutra?" Xuanci slowly raised his hand, and the whole arm became transparent and pure, like glass, free from dust.

The golden Buddha light bloomed, and a golden lotus platform manifested.

On the lotus platform, sits a bodhisattva with a face full of compassion and pity for the world. He holds the breath of life and death in his palm, like a treasure wheel changing from black to white, containing the cycle of life and death.

"After today, in hundreds of billions of kalpas, there should be worlds, all hells, and the three evil ways, all sinful and suffering beings. I vow to save all beings from the hells, animals, hungry ghosts, and people who have retribution for their sins. Buddha actually, then I will become enlightened."

"Hell is not empty, I swear not to become a Buddha! Only when all living beings are exhausted can we realize Bodhi!"

The mighty Buddha light shines on the heaven and the earth.

Countless souls gathered by the crying old man's "Eighteen Beats of Wronged Souls", under this Buddha's light, melted one by one and disappeared without a trace.

The black mist covers the sky, and the Buddha's light is mighty!
In the whole world, it seems that only the churning black mist and the mighty Buddha light are left!
Such earth-shattering movements are already the means of a god!

Meng Qi walked on the way to the market, guessing Lin Xi's purpose in his heart, and occasionally took a look at his watch, wanting to contact him about it.

Unfortunately, the watch is full of 0 and 1 data beating, and there is no response at all.

"Oh, it's true"

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly discovered that there were countless winds and sands rolling up in the vast sea on the other side. For a radius of a hundred miles, they were full of flying sand and rocks, rushing towards the hill one after another.

The oasis that just passed by withered in an instant, and the cattle, sheep and herdsmen stood there frozen, like mummified corpses.

With the top of the small mountain as the core, the gravel is like a dragon, covering the sky and the sun, rolling into the sky in circles, as if the most terrifying sandstorm is coming.

And in the swirling hurricane of sand, there are faint black shadows, they are twisted, shapeless, dark, and screaming shrill, they keep rushing towards the peak.

Outside the quicksand collection, the windy sand is shrouded, and the normal soil is dry and cracked, extending from the direction of the hill to the collection, and then to the area behind.

"Master!" Seeing the scene on the hill, Meng Qi was shocked and worried.

In this situation, it is obvious that the master and the weeping old man have matched each other.

"It turns out that Master knew about this a long time ago, so did he find an excuse to drive us away?" Meng Qi already understood that the so-called going down the mountain to buy joss sticks was entirely to distract him and Zhenhui.

"Hanhai is the territory of Old Man Crying, and the countless horse thieves here are under the command of his apprentice Xiedao Zeluoju."

Meng Qi's face changed suddenly: "Junior Brother Zhenhui!"

He didn't dare to bet, and he didn't dare to bet, if Lin Xi left the inn, then Zhenhui would be in danger of life and death.

Just as he turned around, his eyes suddenly froze and his pupils shrank sharply, because on the windy street, there was a man with a strange appearance standing opposite him.

He wears a shackle-like black burqa, his hair is white,
But the face is young, like a young man in his 30s and [-]s. The comparison between the two is particularly frightening.

"An Guoxie" Meng Qi called out his name in a low voice, and ran away without turning his head.

In this case, running away with the back is purely showing a real gap, giving away the vital points of the vest.

An Guoxie, the grandson of the weeping old man, a master with all nine senses, No. 30 on the list, I don't know how much better than him!
Although he has the means to deal with it, it is difficult to kill him, and the watch cannot be used at all now, and those weapons cannot be taken out of the main god space.

An Guoxie's face is thin, with protruding edges and corners, but it does not have a bit of exotic beauty. With a wicked smile on the corner of his mouth, he jokingly said: "My luck is good. I bumped into one directly. I am not afraid of being punished by the ancestors. gone."

He didn't pay much attention to an opponent who was just enlightened, and he felt like he was playing cat and mouse.

While speaking, he pounced forward like a vulture, pushed his palms, and the wind from his palms was so hot that Meng Qi almost seemed to be trapped in the depths of the desert. His breathing was difficult, his skin was dry, his body was dehydrated, and his strength was lacking.

Although he failed to learn the "Eighteen Beats of the Wronged Soul", the Kuangsha Magic Art has entered the room!
"Is this the strength of the people on the list? It's really terrifying!" Under An Guoxie's palm, Meng Qi only felt dizzy, and his whole body seemed to be roasted dry.

Gritting his teeth, he stretched out his hand and pulled out the Jie Dao, thinking of breaking the tranquility, Meng Qi was already planning to go all out.

"Why, Master Zhending feels strenuous?"

Suddenly, a faint chuckle sounded, and the surrounding space seemed to freeze, making it difficult for people to breathe.

Meng Qi's heart was startled by the sudden change, followed by ecstasy.

He raised his eyes and followed the source of the sound, only to see a white-clothed Shengxue figure walking towards him.

Clothes fluttering, walking lightly.

With long hair and no wind, the jade tree is facing the wind, and the peerless demeanor is like a banished fairy coming to the world, a heaven and a man descending into the world.

"Who are you? How dare you meddle in my business?"

This person in front of him is very strange and very young. As the bald vulture No. 30 on the list, he is confident enough to face the younger generation.

"Boy, not everyone can meddle in my An Guoxie's business. Anyone who meddles in my business won't live long!"

Endless dry power surged up, and between An Guoxie's hands, a yellow light burst out, as if there was endless yellow sand flowing.

An Guoxie's words also had something to say.

In the Hanhai area, there may not be many people who don't know who An Guoxie is.

With the strength of the No. 30 No. [-] people on the list, and as the grandson of the weeping old man, there are not many who know An Guoxie's background and dare to intervene.

It's a pity that the person in front of him is the one who doesn't care who An Guoxie is!

Lin Xi glanced at An Guoxie indifferently, shook her head, and said, "I like to meddle in business the most, and I have been meddling in it all the time. I have never encountered a business that even I dare not meddle in."

For Lin Xi, there is really no nosy business in the heavens and myriad worlds that he dare not take care of. Sometimes he backs down just to avoid troublesome people.

Although he doesn't like trouble, it doesn't mean he's afraid of it!
"If you want to be nosy, it depends on how capable you are!" An Guoxie saw that the name could not scare people, and his face was already ugly. He stretched out his hand, and endless dry power surged up, and the yellow light filled the air. As the desert descends.

"It's up to you? No one can stop the person I want to save!"

Lin Xi pulled out the long sword with an indifferent face, and said lightly: "Similarly, if I want to kill you, no one can stop me!"

A sword soared into the sky, and endless sword energy shrouded down, as if to tear everything in the world.

The extremely piercing sword light, revealing a dark white color, swept across the sky like a white rainbow light.

The killing intent carried by the long sword was even more heart-wrenching, as if even the air was frozen!

Pfft!

The sword light flashed away, and when Lin Xi took the sword back, a spray of blood shot out from An Guoxie's throat.

He was still standing there, but his breathing had stopped!

"Lin Xi, kill the white-headed vulture here!"

On the ground, a handwriting carved by the sword energy clearly emerged.

(End of this chapter)