Sleeping for ten thousand years, the queen kneeled and asked me to come out of the mountain

Chapter 164 The Legend of the Ascended
Zhao Qianmo's body was full of overwhelming anger and killing intent, he raised his hand and took off the six Lumo axes from his waist, turned around and started to kill.

"Xunkan is the capital. Genkun is the foundation. Hundreds of heavens, locks."

Standing in front of Yang Xuan, the power of Zhao Qianmo's law surged, and the lights of his axes struck the sky.

The gathering of endless immortal powers, combined with the power of laws, turned into hundreds of illusory heavenly palaces, stretching across the sky, reappearing like the ancient heavenly courts, magnificent and magnificent.

With one strike of the axe, the Hundred Heavens Tower fell and fell into the army of undead evil spirits.

In an instant, thousands of undead evil spirits were locked in it.

Another ax was struck, and the sky tower shrank, and the undead evil spirits locked in it were all squeezed into nothingness, and if they were not dead, they would die.

This move made the Burial Earth experts all look horrified, not many of them can do this!

Zhao Qianmo, a name they had never heard of, had such terrifying strength.

"Madman like Tathagata——Mo Ke Nie, pay homage to the young master, the rescue is late, please forgive me."

Another voice came from the void passage, and a beam of blood fell in front of Yang Xuan.

He was dressed in a blood-colored cassock, with sinful Buddha nails on his feet, piercing into the flesh and blood, and the blood continued to seep out.

It has both the majesty of a Buddha and the strangeness of a demon, half Buddha and half demon.

He became a Buddha by saving all sentient beings, and he also became a demon by slaughtering all evils. He wore sinful Buddha nails on his feet and retreated at the Sin Sin Rock in the Mahayana Buddha Land to eliminate the demonic nature.

Listen to the divine voice of Shaozun, and come to the rescue regardless of everything.

Although he is not a Buddha, his demonic nature has not faded, so he killed without extra words.

"The Tathagata smiles. Purgatory with one hand."

The blood Buddha dharma appeared, and the breath of killing enveloped the entire endless burial ground, without the slightest bit of Buddha's mercy.

Under the illumination of the blood moon, the blood buddha's appearance is even more ferocious, with a smile that is not a smile, very strange.

With a single palm strike, thousands of undead evil spirits were directly wiped out, and there were even three semi-holy level undead evil spirits among them.

"Mo Ke Nian, do you really want to be our enemy?"

True Monarch Samsara and other burial masters showed fear in their eyes.

Mo Ke Nian and the others knew that the name of the Tathagata madman resounded throughout the Three Thousand Immortal Realms, and few dared to provoke him.

This is the Venerable Criminal Law of the Mahayana Lingyun Temple in the Mahayana Buddhist Domain. Because his apprentice was killed by the demon clan, he entered the Blazing Demon Realm alone and slaughtered all demons, including several demon lords.

One-on-one, none of them is an opponent of Mo Ke Nian.

They still have this self-knowledge.

It's just that they didn't expect that the famous Tathagata madman would willingly succumb to others' orders.

"My Buddha is merciful. The poor monk once received favor from the Supreme One, so he should keep the young one safe."

Mo Ke Nie put his hands together in front of his chest, showing the majesty of the Buddha.

The Burial Master can almost spit out a mouthful of old blood, how can you still be merciful?

You didn't show mercy when you slaughtered all demons, did you?

Let’s just say that just now, one palm killed thousands of undead evil spirits!

In the rear, Yang Xuan was indeed very satisfied. The little monk who bargained with him back then was still so different!

Madman Tathagata, this name is resounding!
"Mistress of the Lihuo Palace of the Southern Ming Dynasty—Concubine Feng Yuyan, I pay my respects to the young master, the rescue is late, please forgive me."

Another voice sounded from the void passage, followed by a clear phoenix cry resounding through the endless burial grounds, and a gorgeous fire phoenix appeared in the nine heavens.

After circling in a circle, it flapped its wings and swooped down, the Yangyuan holy fire boiled, and a large number of undead evil spirits were burned into nothingness wherever it passed.

The Heavenly Dao of the ancient monster clan was also afraid, the blood moon in the sky dispersed, and the remaining undead evil spirits all burrowed into the ground and disappeared.

The undead evil spirit is its weapon to restrict the power of the burial earth, and it cannot be completely lost here.

The burial masters naturally also knew the little thoughts of the ancient demon clan Tiandao, but they didn't say much.

Judging from the current situation, all those who came were top-level powers, and those undead evil spirits really didn't have much effect.

Accompanied by a loud phoenix cry, Huofeng came to Yang Xuan and revealed her real body. She was an indifferent woman in red palace attire.

Yang Xuan remembered that his real name was Feng Yu, he possessed the holy body of the fire phoenix, and he was dying from the catastrophe of ascension, and he used a drop of the blood of the real phoenix to help him rebirth from Nirvana.

"The owner of the Sky Burial Palace——Yu Qingxuan, pay homage to the young master, the rescue is late, please forgive me."

Another sound sounded, and a man as cold as a knife appeared above the sky, with his hands folded over his chest, his feet pointing to the void, as light as a swallow, and his black clothes fluttered in the wind.

Suddenly, a piece of paper money flew out from the man's shoulder, and floated towards the group of burial masters, all of them evaded in fright.

Sky Burial Palace, the notorious killer organization in the fairy world, as long as the reward is in place, anyone can kill.

The Sky Burial Palace is located in Nanming Immortal Realm, one of the Ten Supreme Immortal Realms, and there is one place of death - Futu Mountain in Yinchuan, which is the base camp of the Sky Burial Palace.

Everyone knows the location of the Sky Burial Palace, but no one can enter it. Even Nanming Sanxian Island, the largest force in the Nanming Immortal Territory, has nothing to do with the Sky Burial Palace.

Because, the master of the Sky Burial Palace—Mr. Yinchuan Butterfly——Yu Qingxuan is one of the strongest people in the world. If he wants to leave, no one can keep him.

If Yu Qingxuan did not die, the Sky Burial Palace would not be destroyed.

Before killing people, Yu Qingxuan had a habit of giving out a piece of paper money, called money for the underworld, and whoever took it would die.

Yu Qingxuan was on the same level as the Tathagata madman Mo Ke Nian, even more difficult to deal with.

Among them, no one was sure of catching Yu Qingxuan's fatal blow.

Seeing that no one dared to take money from the underworld to buy travel money, Yu Qingxuan's eyes turned cold, and his figure suddenly disappeared without leaving a trace.

Suddenly, a burial master didn't even have time to scream to separate his body, and even his soul was cut to pieces, and the underworld toll money slowly fell on his body.

At the same time, a group of black ghost butterflies appeared ten feet in front of Yang Xuan, the ghost butterflies dispersed, and Yu Qingxuan's figure was revealed.

The faint fluctuating murderous aura on his body showed that Yu Qingxuan killed the burial master.

The eyes of the other burial masters were full of fear, and their hearts were trembling. They didn't know who would die when Mr. Yinchuan Butterfly came again.

Simply gather together to prop up a huge formation protection.

This is why Mr. Yinchuan Butterfly is more difficult to deal with than Madman.

Facing the Tathagata madman, you at least know how you died.

However, facing Mr. Yinchuan Butterfly, you don't even know how and when you will die.

This is the scariest thing, the pressure and fear are too great.

"Lei Du Palace's master——Lei Jie, pay homage to the young master, the rescue is late, and I hope the young master will forgive me."

Another sound sounded, and endless thunder came down from the sky, which made the formation that could be supported by the burial earth tremble.

Amidst the thunder, a burly man, carrying a semi-holy weapon on his shoulders—the Thunder Punishment Hammer, walked up to ten feet in front of Yang Xuan and knelt down in a flash of lightning.

"Get up, are you guys agreeing to come out one by one to show me your strength?"

Yang Xuan's eyes were like lightning, and he smiled faintly.

(End of this chapter)