The Buddha is actually me

Chapter 675 Kill all the monks in the world!
In the empty world of eternal night, the cold wind rustled and snowflakes fell, covering all traces of the previous battle.

Snow also fell on the hair of some real people.

They were so shocked that they even neglected to use their magic power to block the wind and snow.

The current emperor is the previous emperor who has been dead for many years?

Before they could fully digest this shocking thing, the emperor said something even more shocking.

"Zhang Jiuyang, you have my blood flowing in your veins, as well as the blood of the Daqian royal family. For... Yao Ji's sake, I will give you one last chance."

The emperor stared at Zhang Jiuyang closely and said word by word: "If you are willing to surrender to me, not only will the position of the Imperial Master be yours, but you can also take the position of the Eastern Palace..."

Is Zhang Jiuyang of the Daqian royal bloodline?
All the real people felt a little numb. Today's shock was really too much. They all looked at Zhang Jiuyang, but saw that his expression was calm and his behavior was composed, as if he had known it for a long time.

"What exactly do you want to do?"

Zhang Jiuyang stepped forward and questioned.

"Of course, to become... the true Son of Heaven!!"

There seemed to be a faint light flickering in the emperor's eyes, and his voice became unusually deep, concealing a murderous aura that made people shudder.

"This world doesn't need any monks."

"Just one of me... is enough."

He suddenly raised his eyes, his voice was enthusiastic and his eyes were burning, as if he had seen a very beautiful scene.

"Only in a world without cultivators can the Son of Heaven be the true Son of Heaven!"

"I am the supreme emperor!!"

Zhang Jiuyang's heart moved, and he said, "But you can't do it with your own strength, so you turned to the devil imprisoned in Qianling Mausoleum, hoping to use his power to wipe out all the cultivators in the world?"

There was sarcasm in Zhang Jiuyang's voice.

The emperor's pupils condensed, and he looked at him deeply, saying: "As expected of you, you are my bloodline. You really know a lot. It seems that Emperor Taizu told you a lot of things yesterday..."

"Let me guess, what did he say?"

After a pause, he continued, "Does that mean that I have been bewitched by the monster in Qianling Mausoleum and want to release it, and have gone astray, so I asked you to get rid of me and replace me?"

Zhang Jiuyang frowned. Although the emperor in front of him had a trace of demonic aura, he seemed to be very sober.

"Haha, take refuge? Confused?"

The emperor laughed out loud, even a little crazily, and then stopped abruptly, looking at Zhang Jiuyang with a cold expression.

"I want to be the Son of Heaven. I want to kill all the cultivators in the world and become the true supreme being. How can I find another master for myself?"

"I always remember that this world belongs to Daqian and my Liu family!"

Zhang Jiuyang shook his head and said, "But Emperor Taizu doesn't think so. What he cares about is not the world, but the people of the world."

"The world should belong to everyone in the world."

In his will, Emperor Taizu did not mind the change of dynasties at all. He only cared about Qianling Mausoleum, because the evildoer imprisoned there was suspected to be a "chicken farmer".

The three heroes of Qianyuan risked their lives to lock the other party up here, and their original intention of doing all this was not to consolidate their own power, but to break the deadlock.

Break the deadlock for people all over the world.

"Taizu..."

The emperor read the name, and then said calmly: "He is old and no longer ambitious. Daqian needs a more outstanding emperor!"

"In the thirty-second year of Linde, during the three months when I was about to die of illness in bed, I finally had a great enlightenment!"

Recalling the unbearable and painful past, he subconsciously clenched his fists, and veins on his face were visible.

A saintly ruler, the emperor who revived the Great Qian Dynasty, could only lie powerlessly on the bed. With every breath, his chest was like an old bellows that was about to rot, squeezing out the last flame of life. Shit and urine flowed everywhere, with no dignity at all.

Even the lowly palace maids and eunuchs dared to look at him with disdain.

Except for Yao Ji, all the beautiful concubines who claimed to love him avoided him.

Ministers came in waves, and concubines visited again and again, but all they wanted was either the power in their own hands or the throne.

Even Yao Ji...

With tears streaming down his face, he begged the other party to teach him the secret of immortality, without any dignity as an emperor. If he had not been so weak, he would have even been willing to kneel down before the other party.

But the woman never gave in.

It was also from that time that he truly believed the voice in his ear and decided to kill her.

"I will become the only and most powerful cultivator in the world, immortal and supreme. In this way, Daqian will exist forever!"

"What Zhuge Qixing couldn't do, I will accomplish."

"I will do what Emperor Taizu dared not do."

"As long as I am here, Daqian will be here, and our ancestors' legacy will be here. This is the best outcome!"

The emperor's voice was passionate and full of temptation. Finally, he looked at Zhang Jiuyang and stretched out his hand.

"You are my bloodline. Your talent and ability far exceed my expectations and have brought me too many surprises, so..."

"Zhang Jiuyang, I can show you special favor and make you the second most powerful cultivator alive in the world, second only to the first and above all others. How do you think?"

Hearing this, Zhang Jiuyang slowly stretched out his hand.

But he did not surrender to the emperor, but held Yue Ling's hand.

"I'm really sorry, I don't like being a slave to someone, especially an old man who killed his wife and took over his child's body."

Zhang Jiuyang touched his nose with his other hand, a playful smile on his face.

"You learned the art of resurrection from Blind Lin, didn't he tell you that resurrection is not perfect? ​​When the soul is old, the body will also smell bad, a smell of decay."

"Could you please stand a little further away from me? I'm afraid the mistress will be disturbed by the smoke."

The smile on the emperor's face froze instantly. The undisguised disdain and disgust in Zhang Jiuyang's eyes was like a sharp blade that pierced his self-esteem.

"In that case..."

He showed a sinister smile on his face and said, "I'll take you to see your mother."

Zhang Jiuyang's eyes turned cold.

"Don't worry, I will personally raise your and Yue Ling's child, but he will be named Cheng Qian, not Shou Ren."

"Because the name I bestowed upon you cannot be changed."

Boom!

A dazzling bolt of lightning burst out from Zhang Jiuyang's palm, carrying with it a vast amount of thunder energy, and instantly struck the emperor, illuminating the night sky.

Yue Ling also took action together.

Without any hesitation, she swung the Overlord Spear in her hand and stabbed the king she once was loyal to with a spear that pierced through heaven and earth. The flames gushing from the dragon-shaped spear tip were like the sun, seemingly able to burn rivers and boil seas, which showed how furious she was.

Children are the Achilles' heel of every parent. At this moment, Yue Ling's desire to kill the king reached its peak.

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(End of this chapter)