Great Lord: Buddha has mercy on us, evil spirits please stay away

Chapter 414: The Hand of Heaven Destroys the Pagoda, and the World Becomes a New Heaven (Part )

Boom boom!

Sonic booms continued to resound across the Futu world. Futu Xuan had an incomparably huge black and white light wheel on his head and feet. He put his hands together, and the black and white air condensed around him into black and white dragons, which collided head-on with the thousands of oncoming Buddha steles.

His hair was flying wildly, his arms were raised high, he raised his head and roared, his cheeks were flushed, as if he wanted to roar out all the anger in his heart.

But within that rage, there was a hint of powerless madness.

In the air, Ye Kong stepped on the Tian Jue, his pupils shone with clear light, and his hands were like Xuanmen, creating a series of space light gates. The Void Buddha Stele descended from them, condensing the three powers of thunder, fire phoenix, and sword intent, and rushed towards Futu Xuan to kill him.

Since the battle in the southern border continent in the past, he once again experienced the joy of fighting with a strong man of this level. He was more excited than ever before. He forgot the pain and fear. The only thing he had to do was to let go of his mind and fight with all his might.

In the fierce battle, his mind was clearer than ever before, and he used the first three moves of "One Leaf Returns to the Empty Hand" that he created much more skillfully. The three different kinds of power were as easy as using his arms and fingers, and he could use them at will.

This is an extremely precious state, which has great practical significance for perfecting and summarizing the path of cultivation. Guesses and ideas come to mind one after another, and can be tested immediately in battle.

For Ye Kong, Futu Xuan is also a very good sparring partner. He is not so strong that he cannot resist him, but he does not have to worry about him being too cruel and killing Futu Xuan.

He cherished this opportunity very much. He fought from a distance, fought at close range, and engaged in hand-to-hand combat... He displayed all kinds of fighting methods and all kinds of magical skills. With the pressure from Futu Xuan, he tried his best to integrate all he had learned into one.

Half an hour later, Ye Kong used his divine feet to rush into Fu Tu Xuan's thirty feet, and displayed the power-generating method of "Hands Holding Up the Sky". His expression was resolute and firm, and all the power, including spiritual power, blood, and the shadows of dragons and phoenixes, was gathered and condensed on his palms.

"Great Elder Futu, be careful. This is the first time I have used this move in public!"

Ye Kong crossed his hands and gathered the power of endless space and the matter in the space into the space between his palms. Then it burst out instantly, turning into an endless, blood-red palm that shook the sky.

With one palm strike, a black hole was created in space. Futu Xuan was unable to react in time and could not dodge Ye Kong's speed, nor could he dodge Ye Kong's instant special move, so he was hit hard by the palm strike.

"puff--"

Futu Xuan kept vomiting blood, and his holy spirit body could not withstand the impact. His crystal-like flawless chest collapsed deeply. He desperately mobilized a huge amount of spiritual power to fill the wound.

However, Ye Kong's "Hands Holding Up the Sky" contained infinite power of space, and the space fragments exploded in Futuxuan's body, not only preventing Futuxuan from mobilizing the holy spiritual power, but also further expanding the spread of the injury.

"Oh!"

The Hand of Heaven has three levels of power. The first level is the combination of spiritual power and physical strength, the second level is the power of space, and the third level is the most extreme power of destruction and derivatives.

The third level of power burst out, and Futu Xuan's body shattered and exploded into a ball of blood mist.

The heaven and earth can be broken, and the sky can be held up by one force.

"I didn't expect the explosive power of the Sky-supporting Hand to be so strong. No wonder the Sky-supporting Patriarch said that anyone whose physical body is not as strong as his will be subdued by a close attack."

Seeing that Futu Xuan was defeated by his own attack, Ye Kong was very surprised. He thought to himself that the old ancestor Qingtian was not bragging. The Qingtian Hand was indeed the most powerful and domineering fist and foot attack method among the thirty-six peerless magical powers.

Although he had the reason of attacking by surprise, the fact that he could defeat Futu Xuan, who was as powerful as himself, with just one palm was enough to prove how terrifying he was.

The only problem is that the consumption of this move is just as horrible as Patriarch Qingtian said. After unleashing this peerless magical power, he suddenly felt that most of the spiritual power and blood in his body had been drained. Only one tenth of his spiritual power remained, and he felt severe pain in various parts of his body and could not exert any strength.

If Futu Xuan was not dealt with, he would have to rely on the advantage of Bodhi Colorless Heaven and try to fight a war of attrition.

"So powerful! This is Patriarch Qingtian's unique skill, the Hand of the Sky among the thirty-six peerless magical powers! Patriarch Qingtian is really worthy of his reputation. This Ye Wang Ye Huankong is also extremely terrifying, and he fits perfectly with the Hand of the Sky."

In the ancestral tower, Qing Yanjing recognized the origin of Ye Kong's unique skill and exclaimed in surprise.

Muchen looked at him in amazement, and turned to ask, "Mom, did this Qingtian Patriarch have any amazing reputation in ancient times?"

Qing Yanjing's face became solemn, he nodded and said:

"The Hand of the Sky is the culmination of the work of the Sky-supporting Patriarch. It is said that in that era, except for a few strong men with stronger bodies than him, no one dared to let him perform this move in close combat."

“Once you are hit at close range, even if your spiritual power level is higher than his, it is very likely that your physical body will be shattered by his attack, and you will be absolutely at a disadvantage and in danger.”

“Or we can say that few ancient warriors dared to fight with Old Ancestor Qingtian in close combat. Most of them fled from afar and fought with peerless magical powers and peerless sacred objects. Of course, they could also dodge Old Ancestor Qingtian’s attacks with terrifying speed like Old Man Tianfeng did.”

“But Patriarch Qingtian dares to use the name Qingtian, so he must have a lot of insights into the way of space. If he doesn’t have the speed of Elder Tianfeng, he will find a chance to get close to him sooner or later.”

Mu Chen frowned and thought for a while. This kind of opponent is really not easy to deal with: "Doesn't that mean that if you fight against Patriarch Qingtian, unless you are much stronger than him, you will definitely lose if you fight a protracted battle with him?"

"That's about right." Qing Yanjing affirmed, "It is said that whenever our ancestors fought with Patriarch Qingtian, they always fought quickly and decisively. The Eight-Division Buddhas would directly attack and do their best to injure Patriarch Qingtian's body."

“But there is no need to worry too much. The power of the Sky-lifting Hand is extremely powerful, and the consumption is naturally extremely terrifying. This is a peerless magical power that completely gathers the essence, energy and spirit, fully mobilizes the spiritual power and physical strength, and then bursts out in one fell swoop.

If the first strike fails, even the Patriarch Qingtian will be powerless to continue; so after this move is launched, the winner will be decided. "

Muchen looked up at the shrinking Bodhi Colorless Heaven outside, and said with approval: "Yes, the winner has been decided. This move is really suitable for King Ye."

King Ye's speed is extremely terrifying. For him, finding opportunities to use his special skills is a piece of cake. He has also been cultivating his body, and his spiritual veins and magical powers are extremely suitable for protracted battles.

In the outside world, Ye Kong collected Futu Xuan's blood mist into a colorless light ball. His face turned unhealthy pale, his chest was breathing heavily, and his eyes were slightly dazed.

"I can finally defeat a mid-stage Saint Product expert with my own strength. After so many years of hard training, can I finally reach this point?"

The space twisted, and the figure of Tai Ming Patriarch walked out with a surprised look on his face. He grabbed his beard and gasped, and flew to Ye Kong in small steps, saying: "Patriarch, the Endless Light Body is already in hand."

Patriarch Tai Ming had very complicated emotions. He originally thought that Ye Kong would at most be evenly matched with Futu Xuan, and in the end he would have to join in the fight to secure victory.

Who could have thought that as soon as he came out, he saw with his own eyes Futu Xuan being beaten into a bloody mist, and like Mahabai, he was captured alive by the new patriarch of his Tailinggu clan!

Although Ye Kong looked like he was almost exhausted, his injuries were not serious. Exhausting his spiritual power in exchange for capturing his opponent alive was undoubtedly a great victory.

"Sorry to trouble you, Great Elder."

Ye Kong thanked him, covered his chest, and sat down cross-legged, regulating his breathing quietly, recovering from the huge consumption of the previous battle by using the Hand of the Sky.

Soon, cold sweat appeared on Ye Kong's forehead, his teeth were clenched, and his brows were furrowed.

That's how fighting is. When you're fighting hard, you don't feel any pain at all. Only afterwards do you realize how terrible the pain is.

The space twisted again, and Xiao Xiao appeared beside Ye Kong, watching over him quietly. There was a strange light in her beautiful eyes, and a hint of admiration emerged.

She thought that even if she entered the Three-in-One Realm, where the three bodies merged into one, and the Heavenly Emperor Sword could only barely fight against Futu Xuan, who controlled the ancient Futu clan's protective formation, she could only hope to defeat Futu Xuan by using the Emperor Flame given by her father; but it was just hope. It was impossible for her to win a duel like Ye Kong did, and capture Futu Xuan alive.

At this time, Qing Yanjing also flew out with Muchen, and exclaimed from afar: "There is no false reputation under a great name. King Ye is worthy of being the god of war of my world against the evil race outside the domain."

Patriarch Tai Ming turned his head and narrowed his eyes slightly, only to see Qing Yanjing in a white dress stepping into the air, with billions of spiritual seals flashing around her, and each spiritual seal formed a spiritual formation.

The spiritual formation around the body forms a world of its own, which is the symbol of the grand master of the holy spiritual formation.

Judging from his aura, it is not inferior to himself and Futu Xuan, and may even be slightly better.

“Show your strength? This ancient Futu clan is also full of talented people, but unfortunately the internal strife is too intense.” Patriarch Tai Ming secretly said that the ancient Futu clan was unlucky.

Xiao Xiao's eyes flashed, and she took the initiative to step forward and chat with Qing Yanjing, chatting and laughing freely.

Ye Kong was in poor condition. As Ye Kong's wife, Xiao Xiao felt that she needed to deal with this other powerful saint from the ancient Futu clan on Ye Kong's behalf.

After a while, Qingmaimai Shou Qingtian and others flew back from afar, approached with apologetic smiles on their faces and said:
"Senior Tai Ming, Miss Xiao, and King Ye, I wonder if you can release our clan's great elder? The Futu Ancient Clan is willing to bear any price."

The ancient Futu clan has lost more than ten Heavenly Supremes. If Futu Xuan were to be lost as well, it would be a devastating disaster.

They had previously discussed inviting Qing Yanjing to return to the clan, but they didn't know whether Qing Yanjing was still interested in being in power.

Tai Ming Patriarch looked at Xiao Xiao and said calmly:
"Your great elder was captured by our clan leader. I am unable to make a decision. If you have anything to say, wait until our clan leader recovers."

To be fair, he didn't want to see Futu Xuan die, and he would help persuade Ye Kong after he recovered; but if Ye Kong insisted on killing Futu Xuan, he could only stand on Ye Kong's side.

After all, Futu Xuan is also a holy-level fighter, and no one would bet on what kind of revenge he would inflict after his recovery.

Qing Yanjing glanced at the colorless ball of light floating beside Ye Kong with a complicated expression, and it was hard to tell whether she was happy or sad.

It is impossible for Futu Xuan, this old antique, to suppress himself and force the mother and son to be separated for such a long time, to say that he has no resentment; but he is indeed wholeheartedly thinking about the ancient Futu clan, and he is a rare holy combat force in the clan.

If he died, it would be a huge blow to the ancient Futu clan; there would be no point in him becoming the new great elder, as people in the clan would most likely think that it was them, mother and son, who colluded with outsiders to kill the Xuan Mo lineages and Futu Xuan.

She didn't care, but she didn't want Muchen to bear such a stigma.

An hour later.

Ye Kong slowly opened his sparkling eyes, exhaled a breath of spiritual energy, and stood up under the gaze of everyone.

As soon as he got up, he heard a few "thumps" in his ears. He turned his head and saw that the Qingmai clan leader Qingtian and other few remaining Heavenly Supremes of the Futu Ancient Clan all knelt down in his direction and prayed loudly:
"Lord Ye, our ancient Futu clan is willing to submit from now on. All resources can be used by Lord Ye. But Lord Ye, please spare the life of our clan's great elder. We beg you!"

After saying this, Qingtian and others were about to kowtow.

They failed to knock their heads together, as strands of gentle spiritual energy supported their foreheads and lifted up their bodies along with them.

"Stand up, don't kneel! I don't like to see people kneeling, if you still want Futu Xuan to live, then stand up!"

Ye Kong shouted loudly, then took the colorless light ball and pushed it towards Qingtian and others, saying:
"This king can release Futu Xuan, but after today, for a hundred years, he must stay in the Futu clan to cultivate himself, and he can only be released after a hundred years."

A hundred years is enough to change a lot of things. By that time, I would have already reached the state of transcendence. As long as Futu Xuan did not want the ancient Futu clan to be exterminated, he would not touch his descendants.

"Thank you, thank you, thank you Lord Ye! Lord Ye's grace of not killing me will be remembered by our ancient Futu clan forever!"

Qingtian carefully took the colorless light ball, fearing that it would hurt Futuxuan inside.

"Snapped--"

The colorless light ball burst like a bubble, and a cloud of blood mist flew out. The powerful vitality of the Holy Product Tian Zhizun took effect, and quickly reconstructed an old body, which was exactly the appearance of Futu Xuan.

At this moment, his face was full of wrinkles, as if he had aged a few years. His eyes were dull and lifeless, as if he had lost all his energy.

The clan's most precious treasure was taken away, he was captured alive despite his best efforts, all his pride was shattered, and he no longer saw any hope in life.

He forced himself to raise his head and glanced at Qing Yanjing who had run away. He wanted to say something but didn't know how to start.

How could he still have the qualifications to uphold the clan rules now? He couldn't even keep the Endless Light Body, so he, the great elder, deserved to die.

"After today, I will take over from you and become the new great elder of the ancient Futu clan. When I was in the ancestral tower, I had already been recognized by our ancestors." Qing Yanjing said calmly.

Futu Xuan's body trembled, and finally a bitter smile appeared on his face. He nodded, "Okay, then I can rest assured."

As he spoke, the air of decadence on his body seemed to deepen, and he was about to walk towards the ancestral pagoda to seal himself, looking very old.

This state is very dangerous. Even if one is a holy supreme being, his life span will be greatly reduced if he loses his spirit.

Ye Kong watched him walk towards the Futu Ancestral Pagoda, and suddenly said:

"Great Elder Futu, I came here today for a selfish reason, which is not glorious at all.

If a Qilin child is born in your clan one day, you can send him to me, and I will teach him how to cultivate the Infinite Light Body. As for whether he can succeed, it depends on himself. I promise that I will not keep anything from him. "

Futu Xuan's body shook again, he turned his head, his eyes glowed with life again, and he bowed from a distance, "In that case... I, Futu Xuan, thank King Ye..."

Ye Kong nodded in response, signaling the other party not to worry.

"Great Elder Qing Yanjing, a few of us would like to borrow your clan's land to rest for a few days. Please make some arrangements for us." Ye Kong turned and looked at Qing Yanjing.

"Okay, King Ye, please follow me."

Qing Yanjing responded softly, with a hint of surprise in her eyes, and stretched out her hand to lead Ye Kong and the other two to the most advanced place for cultivation in the clan.

This King Ye is really the same as Chen'er said. He is completely different from those geniuses in the world. Even the old antique Futu Xuan is willing to spare his life and help him out of his predicament.

Ye Kong looked at the blood-red setting sun, smiled at Tai Ming Patriarch and Xiao Xiao, and said in a low voice:
"Let's go. When King Qin and the others receive the message, we will have to go to the Maha Ancient Tribe again. This feud started with me, and it should end with me."

"Everything between me and the Maha Ancient Clan started with the Eternal Immortal Body. If this is the case, then let it end with this, too."

"It's time for the sky of the universe to change its color."

(End of this chapter)