In the end of the world, I become an immortal alone.

Chapter 203: Buddha’s light benefits all and unexpected events occur!
"It's you!"

There is nothing innovative about the Beast Whisperer's Cry.

Wang Jixuan did not respond. He just walked around with his gun in hand, staring at the beast speaker. The flying swords around him turned transparent and quickly disappeared.

Moving forward at this moment will interfere with the operation of the Seven Star Sword Formation.

Just as Wang Jixuan said, he showed up on his own initiative to use himself as bait to hook the king-level preacher called "Galino" by spiritual practitioners.

Wu Man could roughly sense the whereabouts of the beast speaker.

But that king-level preacher had never appeared in human sight before Wang Jixuan searched the residual soul memories of the Beast God Sect psychic, which was enough to prove how cunning this thing was.

Several voices came from the headphones.

Instructor Black Shell: "Teacher Wang, why did you go down suddenly? I mean, be careful and don't get close. I'm here to support you at any time."

Zheng Shiduo: "Fuck! Fuck! Brother Wang, why did you jump down? You scared me to death! Do you want to kill him? Let's drain his health!"

Fu Jian, who was observing from a distance, said: "Wang Zheng, you were a bit reckless today."

Wang Jixuan calmly replied to Zheng Shiduo: "Fight normally, don't be anxious, I will help you."

As soon as he finished speaking, the flying sword appeared silently behind the Beast Speaker and gently slashed at the Beast Speaker's knee.

The beast speaker reacted quite quickly.

He is a former S-class psychic after all.

Unfortunately, the angle at which Wang Jixuan controlled the flying sword was very tricky, and he did not hit the Beast Speaker's vital points. In addition, the Seven Star Sword Formation of the Buddhist Hall Squad was fully powered, and the Beast Speaker was suppressed. Even if he tried his best to dodge, his calf was scratched.

Strands of medicine penetrated into the beast speaker's wounds.

To counter this level of flying sword sneak attacks, all you need is a full-coverage set of high-performance armor.

But the Beast Speakers had defected to the Blade Beasts. Not to mention full-coverage armor, before they built their own base and controlled enough engineers, every underground shuttle they used had to be scrapped.

Wang Jixuan continued to walk with his gun in hand, his eyes fixed on the beast speaker, and his spiritual awareness spread out to the greatest extent.

There was no sign of the king preacher.

He thought calmly, without being impatient or anxious.

The flying sword attacked again;

The three words "steady, accurate and ruthless" were perfectly interpreted by the flying sword.

There was another scratch on the Beast Whisperer's back.

The Beast Speaker was helpless and furious, releasing a large area of ​​mental shock to the surroundings; the seven members of the Buddhist temple team who formed a formation had golden halos blooming behind their heads at the same time.

Use Buddhist teachings to resist spiritual shocks.

Wu Man had initially influenced the nearby group of blade beasts. Then, the young man floated in the air, sitting cross-legged with his legs in the air, clasping his hands together and chanting Buddhist scriptures, which triggered bursts of Sanskrit chanting, revealed the shadow of a giant Buddha, and began to restrict the mental power of the beast speaker.

Wang Jixuan nodded slowly beside him.

After Wu Man's forehead was damaged, his temperament became very compatible with Buddhism, and he was a good material for practicing Buddhism.

By practicing Buddhism, one can also ascend to heaven and go to the Western Paradise.

'When I can ascend to heaven, I will teach him the complete practice of Buddhism.'

Thoughts rise and fall, and the flying sword attacks again.

The Beast Speaker's movements began to slow down, and he couldn't help but look back, trying to find his men.

Some of his men died, some fled. At this moment, all he could see in the back was a group of mechanical bodies running back and forth, building a line of defense against the blade beasts.

The Beast Speaker remembered the Pterosaur he had summoned earlier, and looked up, only to see gray clouds in the sky after an explosion.

A large number of drone formations were building a defense line and launching suicide attacks on two high-level special pterosaurs;

A sub-terrorist-class mecha with a huge delta-wing on its back was chasing and fighting with a sub-king-class pterosaur;

There were so many invisible transport planes in the sky that it was hard to count them...

The beast whisperer felt dizzy.

He realized at this moment that this was a trap, a trap set for him, and the leader of this trap should be...

The Beast Speaker defended with all his might, resisting the sword shadows that kept appearing in front of him, and looked towards Wu Man in the field.

His clone?
No, no, the leader is the spiritual disciple number four who is wandering on the edge, wearing silver-white full-coverage armor and a devil-horned helmet!
Now, the only one who can save him is the priest...

"Cuckoo!"

The beast speaker let out a rapid cry, and ripples of sound spread deep into the earth.

Wang Jixuan nodded with satisfaction upon seeing this, and signaled to the Buddhist temple team not to attack the beast speaker's vital points for the time being, but to let him bleed first.

However, the beast speaker called for several minutes, but the king-level preacher still did not show up.

The flying sword launched sneak attacks eleven or twelve times, and a large amount of the reagents loaded on the sword were consumed visibly.

It was extremely difficult for the Beast Speaker to move. There were already hundreds of sword scars on his body. He was relying on his powerful self-healing ability to maintain himself.

Wang Jixuan said loudly: "Beast Speaker, are there no reinforcements now?"

The beast whisperer said angrily, "If you have the guts, follow me!"

He suddenly felt dizzy, then forced himself to wake up and continued to curse:
"Come and fight me in a one-on-one duel! Damn it! There are so many of you surrounding me!"

Singled out?

It's normal for cultivators to use point formations and magic weapons in a one-on-one fight, right?

Wang Jixuan sneered.

The drone formation he prepared, as well as his eight ultimate wingmen, were all on standby above and not deployed.

That is a great gift prepared for a king-level preacher.

"This is war," said Taoist Wang calmly, "Killing you will severely damage the Beast God Sect and also bankrupt the Blade Beast's plan to train a puppet human king. How can I act on my own impulse?"

"Hahahaha! You just don't dare! You're afraid of me!"

The beast whisperer's face was distorted:
"You are no match for me! I am the strongest! I am the strongest!"

Wang Jixuan said calmly: "You haven't even awakened your spiritual power yet."

The beast speaker was stunned.

A sword shadow swept forward, and the red light from the Beast Speaker's body barely blocked it, leaving a scratch on his chest that was neither shallow nor deep.

Wang Jixuan added: "At this moment, you are much weaker than Huo Rong. After Huo Rong awakened her spiritual power, she turned into a flame messenger, ignoring physical attacks. The only weakness is that her soul does not have many means of protection."

"Flame... Messenger..."

"Didn't the Garino tell you?"

"Garino...you...how do you know this name..."

"Psychics are just spirit slaves, slaves with psychic powers, and you are one too. You have gone from being a slave of spiritualists to a slave of blade beasts. In my hometown, people usually describe despicable people like you as a slave of two families."

Wang Jixuan said leisurely:

“You said before that spiritual practitioners are losers, and I don’t deny that.

“You say that humans are also losers, but I don’t agree with that.

“The humans on this planet were originally just developing their own civilization. The invaders used the abilities of their advanced civilization to wantonly kill humans. This is not success, it’s just aggression.

“And now, humans are still surviving tenaciously, neither surrendering to the blade beasts nor yielding to the spiritual practitioners.

“Civilization never dies, it will be reborn.

"Your belief that the strong are respected is actually just a cowardly mentality that shows you lack courage and dare not face reality. If you really have an ideal, you should not think about how to serve the Blade Beasts and control humans, but how to join the Blade Beasts, use your special abilities to conquer the Blade Beasts, and become their master..."

The beast speaker's expression was a little more confused: "Becoming the master of a blade beast... can be like this..."

Mudan's voice sounded in Wang Jixuan's earphones: "Sir, a king-level psychic energy fluctuation has been detected leaving quickly, rushing to the deep control area of ​​the blade beast."

Wang Jixuan sighed in his heart. This King-level preacher was so cunning that he ran away when he saw that the situation was not right.

Or maybe, in Galino's cognition, it itself is not a combat unit.

In this case...

"The sword formation is fully activated."

Wang Jixuan's voice rang in the ears of Ji Xiao and the other seven people. The seven people were shocked, the speed of their direction changes doubled, and the seven people's spiritual energy resonated, and seven big stars kept shining above the hills!

The Beast Speaker barely lasted half a minute before being completely defeated, with his defenses wide open and his spiritual energy cut off.

Ji Xiao and Ji Yale attacked from both sides, and two forearms were thrown upwards!
Several big swords slashed and stabbed from behind, and the Beast Speaker was knocked back!

Wang Jixuan swept his sword, and the flying sword that had been waiting for a long time shook off the test tubes above and below, turning into a beam of rainbow light that pierced through the stars and pierced through the heart of the beast speaker!
The Beast Speaker staggered and fell forward to his knees weakly.

Zheng Shiduo swung down a great sword, which stopped dangerously in front of the beast speaker's neck.

There was no other reason, it was just because Wang Jixuan shouted to stop.

Zheng Shiduo immediately retreated, and the seven members of the Buddhist Hall Squad adjusted their positions and protected Zheng Shiduo, the weakest but most armored comprehensive B-level psychic, behind them.

Wang Jixuan was still standing in the distance, walking with his gun in hand, and said loudly: "Wu Man, come over and kill him."

"I?"

Wu Man was a little surprised and whispered: "Sir, I don't pursue merit or achievements. This is everyone's credit."

“It’s not a credit.”

Even though Wang Jixuan was now practicing the secret Taoist technique and was almost ruthless, he couldn't help but smile at the amusement of this young man.

Wang Jixuan said: "If you come and kill him, you may get some benefits, such as soul... that is, the spirit."

Wu Man frowned and stared at the beast speaker who was now dying.

Behind the beast speaker, the huge spherical shadow monster was floating quietly, and its eyes were staring at the beast speaker's back.

"Sir, can I...get out of the way?"

Wu Man lowered his head and sighed, and whispered:

"Although he is an enemy, my genes come from him. There must be some... I don't know..."

Wang Jixuan nodded gently: "Okay, but you may lose some opportunities."

Wu Man smiled and said, "What the teacher gave me is enough for me to learn slowly throughout my lifetime. I don't want his."

The young man turned and walked away, closing his eyes and sighing.

Wang Jixuan nodded and looked down at the Beast God Sect leader who no longer looked like a human.

"I……"

The beast whisperer trembled and said:

"I know a lot of secrets, I can...let me go...I shouldn't threaten..."

The sword flashed.

Wang Jixuan raised his sword finger, and the flying sword appeared, slashing left and right. A head was thrown backwards with an expression of unwillingness and surprise on his face.

The headless body of the Beast Speaker slowly fell backwards, and the monster behind him seemed to be activated, and noisy sounds appeared everywhere, just like before.

The Buddhist temple team felt blessed in their hearts, and at the same time, they put their hands together and chanted the mantra for rebirth.

Strands of golden Buddha light extend outward.

Taoist Wang, who was about to take action, was also happy to save his magic power. He recalled the flying sword to his palm and carefully observed everywhere with his spiritual consciousness.

This battle seemed to be ending with the killing of the Beast Talker.

The projection screen of the transport plane shows:
On the front battlefield, the king-level blade beast that looked like a long python had already crawled out from the ground. The half-human mecha group that Lingtong and Shenhai were in activated their exclusive mechas to form a sword formation and fight the king-level blade beast head-on.

Their actions this time will be recorded in full-scale footage and used as video material for the next special meeting.

Wang Jixuan was sure that Ling Tong and the others were in good shape, so he stopped looking at them. They had a lot of prepared forces and were almost certain to win.

"It's a pity that we failed to catch that King-level Preacher."

The Taoist priest took the sword ball into his palm and was about to find a way to return to his transport plane.

The awkwardness of his cultivation level being in the middle stage of the Return to Void Realm was that, although he could perform escape techniques over short distances, he couldn't stay in the air for a long period of time. If he wanted to fly on a sword stably, he would have to wait until he reached the Condensation Pill Realm at least.

——The quality and quantity of the mana in the body are not enough to support long-term sword flying.

Go back and practice.

As Wang Jixuan was thinking this, his spiritual consciousness moved slightly, and he saw that the resentful monster soul left behind by the beast speaker began to disintegrate, and a little bit of golden light floated in all directions, half of which gathered towards Wu Man, and he and everyone in the Buddhist hall team here all got a little golden light.

This is……

The magic power in Wang Jixuan's body actually increased slightly, and the power of his spiritual consciousness also improved significantly.

Buddha’s light is universal?

Purifying such a huge amount of resentful souls actually has such benefits.

Of course, this also indirectly shows that the power of the Beast Speaker itself is extremely amazing, but the Beast Speaker himself cannot use it.

There were more and more men in white hospital gowns on the hills.

There are teenagers, young adults, and middle-aged people.

One by one, they condensed into shapes from the golden light, stared at Wu Man, some saluted, some smiled, some showed longing, some bowed, and then their shapes disappeared with the wind.

There is no name for it in heaven or earth;

His whereabouts are unknown in the reincarnation period.

Now it has gone with the wind, but it still makes people feel a little sad.

Wang Jixuan pressed down with his sword finger, and a silver needle flew out of the sky gate and drilled out of the armored helmet. He refined it casually and threw it into his waist bag.

The Taoist priest suddenly felt a little sad.

He stood with his hands behind his back, looking out, many thoughts running through his mind, and a bit of nostalgia in his eyes.

"Oh, yes, information."

Wang Jixuan hurriedly took out a soul-capturing talisman from his armored waist bag, threw it over the beast speaker's body, and absorbed the remaining soul.

at the same time;

It’s more than 200 kilometers away from here.

The king-level preacher stood in front of an underground cave that looked like a palace and slowly raised the scepter in his hand.

The humanoid face formed by its conjunctiva was filled with anger, resentment, and a bit of hatred that could not be concealed.

A spiritual practitioner... a student of a spiritual practitioner...

Damn you spiritualists!
Evil spiritualists!
It slammed the scepter it raised onto the ground with a dull thud. Deep blue arcs of electricity seeped from the scepter into the smooth rock formation beneath its feet and spread in all directions.

The figures of high-level preachers were illuminated one by one.

In front of us, a huge stone gate fifty meters high and thirty meters wide was gradually lit up.

On the door frame of the stone gate, huge crystal cores rapidly released spiritual energy, and a layer of light film appeared inside the stone gate, revealing the light and shadow of a desert.

In the desert, a convoy is moving forward.

The King Preacher's scepter points forward.

Hundreds of figures wrapped in black smoke appeared from behind, along with high-level preachers, and rushed towards the gate!
Where the Beast Whisperer died in battle.

Wang Jixuan, who was enjoying the blessing of Buddha's light and the simultaneous growth of his spiritual awareness and magical power, suddenly raised his eyebrows, turned around and looked towards the area where the king-level preacher was hiding in the snow.

what's the situation?
The universe is fluctuating? The formation is shifting?!

(End of this chapter)