Destiny is ashes

Chapter 320 Huaixu's First Divine Fate (63, more updates today, leave tomorrow)

【you……】

Before the Western Envoy could even roar, his head exploded again. However, his body was still fighting back. He gathered all his strength and chopped down from top to bottom, hitting An Jing's crossed arms with a huge stone-smashing move!

Bang!
A dull sound of metal clanging was heard, and An Jing was like an iron stake, being hit by He Wuchang's counterattack and sinking into the ground, with his entire knees buried in the rock and soil.

The surrounding ground was sunken into a large handprint-shaped pit with An Jing's body as the center.

But he took this opportunity to retreat, and when He Wuchang, who had regenerated his head, saw this scene, he opened his eyes wide in disbelief.

In front of him, An Jing had already pulled out his legs. There was indeed a trace of a bloody handprint on his arms, but his flesh and blood were intact, and his tendons and bones were not broken. His overall momentum did not decrease but increased, rising step by step, like oil boiling over a raging fire!

Taibai eliminates disasters and breaks the Haoling divine prohibitions... the nine forbidden magical powers.

【Zheng Jian Bai】

The hardest thing can be ground without becoming thin, and the whitest thing can be dyed with dye without becoming black. The Nine Prohibitions penetrate the limbs, muscles, meridians, bones, and membranes of the entire body, connecting the inside and the outside, and uniting the body and soul. As long as you activate the hard and white magical power and calm the body inside and out, you can disperse all the strength you bear to every corner of the body and then unleash it on the outside.

Just now, when He Wuchang slapped him, it was like slapping a large iron pillar that was extremely flexible but as hard as solid black iron. Even if it could leave some marks, it would never cause him serious injuries.

But what really made He Wuchang feel incredible was another thing.

The blood evil of Mars and the gold evil of Taibai, two kinds of evil spirits that were pure to the extreme, circulated around An Jing at the same time, bringing up blood-and-gold flames.

The original face of 'Jingxuan' also disappeared, and what appeared in front of He Wuchang... was a face that he had seen countless times with the water mirror projection and had long been engraved in his heart!
【An Jing! 】

With a loud howl, He Wuchang finally understood everything!
So that's how it is. There was only one An Jing from the beginning to the end... No wonder he had no reputation in Chenli, no wonder Mingguangchen inexplicably had an extra disciple in Kanming City, no wonder Jingxuan was so powerful, but no one could tell where he came from, no wonder this guy took the initiative to attack and kill the pioneer he sent over...

These clues had been gathered long ago, but who could have thought of it before they were actually revealed?
Who could have thought that it was all his! God's will! Peace!

An Jing did not respond to He Wuchang. He had already thought of how to help Ming Guangchen, his master.

The sun and the moon are dim. If it is normal, it means that evil spirits and fierce gods are wreaking havoc in the world. Endless demonic energy covers the sky and makes everything in the world dim and dark.

But An Jing knew very well that Ming Guangchen had mastered the secret method of changing his fate and name. His Sun and Moon are Wuming, which means that he himself is as brilliant as the sun, and all the stars, sun and moon are dim!

In that case, let’s help him become famous. The biggest name, enough to attract the attention of everyone around who is watching this scene.

In this way, the master can also get some help.

But before that, he must resolve his own "human calamity".

An Jing stared at He Wuchang in front of him. The rain curtain was floating down from the sky, but was burned into white mist by the blood evil around him, and was condensed into rain by the golden evil, concentrating in place.

He raised his hand, and all the rain mist, all the rain water, all the internal energy, including the twin purple maces that had been knocked away before, all flowed into An Jing's hands.

During this process, the essence of the purple and bright gold double maces was continuously extracted and refined. It had already decayed and dulled in mid-air and turned into ordinary iron, but the two purple sun lights were still shining brightly and turned into a long-edged double-edged sword according to An Jing's will.

[Condensing Qi into Soldiers]

and……

[Destroy soldiers and forge souls].

Holding the long sword tightly in his hand, behind An Jing, the Blood Evil Star and the Taibai Star appeared together. The magical power of [Taibai Shiang] has been awakened, which is to melt ten thousand weapons and forge one spirit, and gather ten thousand spirits to condense one weapon!
This sword is neither iron nor steel, neither solid nor material. It has a handle made of killing and blood, and a blade made of the essence of five metals. It is actually the essence of the evil spirits of heaven and earth, and the destructive spirits of all living things. It is invisible and intangible, but it can produce hundreds of weapons, kill thousands of troops, hold the handle of life and death, and kill the lives of all living things!
Its name is [Killing]!
——This is the final blow.

At this point, An Jing and He Wuchang have both used up all their cards and are covered in wounds. A realization dawns in their minds: this is the final blow, no matter who wins or loses.

So without saying a word, He Wuchang once again condensed his bloody long sword, and An Jing also clenched his killing sword.

Thunder roared.

--boom! ! ! !
Under the lightning, two figures broke through the rain curtain and collided with each other with a loud bang!
With this collision, rolling waves of air surged in all directions. With the courtyard of Kanming government office as its center, a huge rainless hole suddenly emerged, and then suddenly shrank and collapsed.

The two figures seemed to be still for a moment, and then they retreated together as if they were evenly matched.

He Wuchang's whole body leaned back, and he took dozens of steps back before he could stop retreating. The bloody knife in his hand collapsed, and he fell to the ground.

An Jing even flew backwards in mid-air and landed in a puddle, causing a huge splash of water.

But in He Wuchang's heart, he was extremely ecstatic: [We won! ]

Just now, he made a desperate attempt and even gave up suppressing Ming Guangchen on the other side. He borrowed power from his main body through the air and directly defeated An Jing's sword force with a terrifying power several times that of An Jing's magic weapon - although the price was that the structure of his Dharma body was completely destroyed and would soon dissipate.

But it's all worth it! As long as he can get An Jing, he will definitely advance to the level of Manifestation! As for Ming Guangchen... Ha, looking at his miserable appearance, even if he didn't suppress himself, he would probably be killed by the swordsman of unknown origin!
[Where did An Jing get this horizontal training technique? It's really too hard! ]

He Wuchang stood up slowly, took a deep breath, and was about to grab An Jing, who was probably seriously injured and dying. But he saw An Jing stood up with him.

The long sword in his hand has not fallen yet, and he has not stopped killing.

He Wuchang only saw An Jing spitting out blood, holding a long sword of killing, laughing and taking a deep breath, with ferocious flames burning around him.

——How is it possible? He is so injured, how can he still breathe...

An Jing was unaware of He Wuchang's doubts. He just raised his killing sword and stabbed it into the air.

【Injury Sword Qi】

hum.

He Wuchang suddenly felt his body lighten and relax.

He lowered his head and looked at his body, but he could only see a huge hole that was transparent from front to back and had shattered his flesh, bones and spine.

More than one third of the blood evils were destroyed in an instant, and even the Dharma bodies that had no vital points were weakened.

[Defeated... Three Grandmasters, even I, Shenzang, was able to kill a junior, but was killed in return...]

He only had time to think this before He Wuchang's bloody evil body collapsed and melted into nothingness.

He collapsed.

In the distance, deep in the mountains.

Black and red cursed blood as hot as molten iron suddenly flowed out of He Wuchang's seven orifices. His aura dissipated and he collapsed, crawling on the altar.

"It's over!"

But he had no time to be angry. Endless fear filled the Western Envoy's heart.

Because he sensed that in his blood curse formation, Ming Guangchen's aura stopped falling because he lost his suppression.

Even... there is a trend of increasing instead of decreasing!
On the other side, explore the city.

An Jing struggled to stand up.

He was seriously injured, but the Taibai Haoling Divine Restraint was truly a top-level immortal cultivation method. As long as he had a breath left, even if all his bones were broken, An Jing could rely on his internal breath to force his body to move, not to mention that his injuries were not that serious.

At this moment, he used his imperial blood to connect to the Kanming Bell and issued an order: "Next, transmit my voice and divine thoughts... the farther the better, and the more people who hear it the better."

At the same time, above the sky.

Ming Guangchen, who was fighting a desperate battle with the mysterious swordsman, suddenly felt the pressure all over his body lighten. As perceptive as he was, he immediately realized that this was because He Wuchang's blood curse had failed to suppress him.

Logically speaking, even if He Wuchang's spirit and energy were disrupted by his beating, he would not be unable to maintain the blood curse. In order to achieve this result, his divine sea and divine treasure must also be damaged.

According to the Northern Inspector Lin Yongye...He Wuchang's spirit is possessed and is looking for trouble with An Jing.

So... could it be that?!
In the next moment, Ming Guangchen heard the resounding voice of his disciple coming from the direction of Kanming City!

The content of the voice made his expression change suddenly, complicated and relieved.

[I am the true disciple of Mingjing Sect, the master of Xiaoming Palace, a disciple of Mingguangchen, Jingxuan! ]

[He is also a renegade of the Tianyi Demon Cult, the leader of Xuanming Village, An Jing! ]

An Jing's voice, without any concealment or disguise, echoed throughout the world: [Today, with my strong body, I will kill the two masters of Zuohuan Sect and Huangyang Sect, and the Western Tour Envoy of Tianyi Demon Sect, He Wuchang, in Kanming City! ]

[To prove that I am the first divine destiny of Huaixu era! ]

As soon as these words were spoken, all the powerful people from various forces inside and outside the Desolate State and around the Northern Frontier who were secretly observing the chaos in the surrounding areas were all shocked and outraged!

Everyone's eyes turned to Kanming City and Anjing...

Turn, Mingguangchen!

At this moment, how could the light of the sun and the moon be as bright as that of the master and his disciple?
——The sun and the moon are both dim, and the sky and the earth are dark!

Suddenly, Ming Guangchen, who thought he was about to run out of energy...his momentum suddenly increased dramatically!

His momentum continued to rise, even reaching a limit that he himself could not even imagine!
(End of this chapter)