Ruins of the past

In the ghost realm.

With the repeated fights between Chu Qiguang and the Daxia Prince, the growth and expansion of the bones became more and more intense.

This level of ghost realm was evolved by Chu Qiguang based on "The Record of Ten Thousand Ghosts" and through many transformations into the Tao and blessings of curses.

When he first got this ghostland, his application was still a little rough.

But after several months of training, Chu Qiguang not only integrated the multiple powers in his body, but also polished this ghost realm to become more like an arm.

Just when the war broke out, the invasion of the ghost realm also unfolded unconsciously, even faster and more violent than the last time.

boom!

Duan Xuyan from the Holy Fire Sect was the first to fall to the ground. He felt intense pain coming from his chest, and blood began to flow from the corner of his mouth unknowingly.

‘When...I was recruited? ’

Feeling that his heart was gradually coming to a halt in the violent twitching, Duan Xuyan stared in the direction of Chu Qiguang, with disbelief still in his eyes until this moment.

‘How did Chu Qiguang take action? ’

Zen Master Tianwu on the side noticed Duan Xuyan's glance, and held down his body in a flash: "Brother Duan? What's wrong with you?"

As soon as he opened his mouth to spit out, the sound of rolling thunder swept across Duan Xuyan's body, and his expression immediately changed.

No internal injuries could be felt on the other party's body, only the heart continued to fail, and the energy and blood throughout the body gradually stopped functioning.

"Om!"

As Zen Master Tianwu spat out one word, the sound of thunder swept across Duan Xuyan's body with ripples visible to the naked eye.

A banging sound came from Duan Xuyan's body. His heart began to beat again under the vibration of thunder, and even the energy and blood in his body were barely running amidst the vibration.

The "Great Compassion Mantra Sutra" of Maha Temple uses thunder-yin chanting to produce destructive or healing effects.

Legend has it that the roars of the Buddhas can suppress demons and heal diseases and injuries.

At this moment, seeing that his method was effective, Zen Master Tianwu let out a long roar, and waves of Buddha's roars came from his body again.

"Om! What! What! Ba! Mi! Hum!"

With every word spoken, Buddha's light bloomed in the air, and along with the sound of thunder, it merged into Xu Yan's body in front of him.

Under the nourishment of Lei Yin, Duan Xuyan's heart became stronger and stronger, but the next moment he suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood, and the breath in his body collapsed violently.

'this……'

Seeing this scene, Zen Master Tianwu felt a sense of horror in his heart.

Until now, he still didn't understand why Duan Xuyan was suddenly seriously injured and on the verge of death.

A senior Taoist immortal was about to die suddenly and inexplicably.

This mysterious method of coming and going without a trace made Chu Qiguang more mysterious and terrifying in his heart.

He tried his best to kill Duan Xuyan with the sound of Buddhist thunder, and at the same time raised his head to look in the direction of the Prince of Daxia.

'For the current plan, we can only wait for His Royal Highness to suppress Chu Qiguang...'

Zen Master Tianwu is still very confident about the great fortune of the Daxia Prince, who has mastered the Daxia inheritance.

He came from the Maha Temple, one of the three major sects of Buddhism. Since the imperial court exterminated Buddhism, he followed his elders and fled overseas.

On the way to escape, Zen Master Tianwu was just a little novice monk in his teens, but he saw with his own eyes that his master, uncle, brothers and brothers were brutally killed one by one as they were chased and intercepted by the court.

He packed corpses in the pile of dead people, grabbed scraps of food with the refugees, and struggled to survive on a ship out to sea... In the end, the Daxia royal family living in seclusion overseas rescued his group of Buddhist disciples.

When Zen Master Tianwu met the Prince of Daxia for the first time, he knew that the only one who could save the people and overthrow the tyrants was this new generation of the Daxia royal family.

The other party is not only talented, but also recognized by the Xuanming Tianpu Sword, which shows that the other party is a person favored by fate.

Since then, it has gradually become the ideal of Zen Master Tianwu and his companions to follow the Daxia Prince to overthrow the Han Dynasty and bring the past prosperous Daxia era back to the Central Plains.

At this moment, looking at the Daxia Prince who was fighting fiercely with Chu Qiguang, Zen Master Tianwu said in his heart: 'Your Highness is destined by the fate of heaven, and he will definitely win...'

But the next moment, his pupils shrank instantly, and a look of horror reflected in his eyes.

Under Chu Qiguang's urging, the Emperor's Sword in his hand burst out with an earth-shattering momentum.

This is the magic stain flowing out of the Circle of Foolishness being injected into the Sword of Emperor Tian.

The Son of Emperor Tian originally had the ability to absorb demonic dyes, and after mastering the "Shadowless Tribulation", he could even increase his strength by swallowing demonic dyes.

At this moment, after absorbing the demon dye released by Chu Qiguang, the power of the Son of Emperor Tian quickly recovered, and the bones and flesh in the sword body grew crazily and changed in quality.

But it wasn't over yet, I saw streaks of thunder rushing into Chu Qiguang's body like a swimming dragon.

As soon as he used the magic of summoning thunder and demons, three drops of black blood were forced out from the palm of his hand.

Every drop of blood falling into the atmosphere erupted into waves of blazing heat and violent demonic energy.

As three drops of black blood fell on the Emperor's Sword, the sword completely boiled.

With a sword whistle, the sound waves seemed to condense into substance, pouring out in all directions, and the pressure was so great that the sea water in the sky retreated steadily.

The Crown Prince of Daxia felt the terrifying power of the long sword in Chu Qiguang's hand, felt the monstrous demonic intention bursting out from the other party and shot up into the sky, and the violent energy and blood power as fierce as the sun in the sky. He couldn't help but be shocked at this moment. Eclipsed.

"What kind of sword is this? What kind of Taoist technique are you using?"

Chu Qiguang caressed the Emperor's Sword in his hand, and the evil light in his eyes became more intense: "This sword is called Emperor's Heaven, and it is made from the remains of gods and demons outside the sky."

"Ever since I got this sword, it has become quite untamed. It requires me to use the magic of summoning the thunder and the demon, and then supplement it with supreme martial arts to suppress it before I can use it reluctantly."

With the injection of demonic blood, the power of the Emperor's Sword is still churning and recovering.

As Chu Qiguang stood on the Bone Throne with one man and one sword, his overwhelming power made everyone present feel frightened.

As for what Chu Qiguang said about the gods and demons outside the sky and the magic of summoning thunder and demons, everyone was confused and confused.

"Take the sword."

The next moment, Chu Qiguang's figure moved and he had penetrated the layers of atmosphere and sea water.

Although Huangtian's son is far from returning to his peak state, his strength has greatly increased at this moment, enough to display his martial arts and Taoist skills.

And Chu Qiguang himself has integrated the power of many entrance levels, and his combat power is unfathomable.

At this moment, the power of one person and one sword merged and strengthened each other, and the power that exploded was comparable to the combined efforts of more than a dozen peak martial gods.

In a flash, he seemed to have broken through the limit of speed, and the long sword in his hand stabbed the Prince of Daxia with an aura that shattered the space.

"Destiny is mine!"

The Crown Prince of Daxia shouted loudly, and the Xuanming Heavenly Waterfall Sword in his hand brought up thousands of waves, like the general trend of the world, rolling towards Chu Qiguang.

Facing this blow, Chu Qiguang thrust out the long sword without any hesitation. There was no thunder and lightning on the sword, and there was no whistling sword energy.

This sword does not have any mysterious magic or any sinister ability.

At this moment, Chu Qiguang exerted only power, the most extreme and pure power.

boom!

With one strike of the sword, the Prince of Daxia only felt as if his whole body had been run over by a mountain, and he would be shattered into pieces in the next moment.