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

Chapter 420: Xuanjie fell, Maha was defeated, Huangjin fell, and the dust settled (Part )

The third time he entered the state of "unity of man and law", his combat power reached the late level of holy products. Ye Kong was much calmer than the previous two times. He let the Tailing Ancient Map shed endless spiritual light and bathed in the spiritual light, trying his best to improve his combat power.

Now, he is no longer afraid of the backlash after the war, as his body and spiritual power are strong enough; the Tailing Ancient Map has the unique effect of regulating spiritual power, and even the most violent spiritual power can be tamed.

This is also the reason why he went to find Patriarch Tai Ming and obtained the Tai Ling Ancient Map. With this treasure, the backlash problem can be completely solved.

The old monk Xuanjie saw the terror in Ye Kong's eyes and knew that it would be too late if he didn't take action now. He clasped his palms together and condensed the starting posture of the top-notch and peerless magical power "Holy Buddha Hand". He raised his eyebrows and shouted angrily:
"How I died, you little bastard, you are not qualified to ask. I have been in the world for countless years, how can you shake me?"

With a "crash" sound, the sky behind Xuanjie was torn apart, and a giant hand covered with ancient runes slowly stretched out. It should have carried a sense of infinite holiness, but the patterns on the palm of its hand were flowing with demonic energy, making it look extremely strange.

Ye Kong was somewhat surprised at the old fellow's confidence. He stretched out his right hand and condensed the Immortal Town Old Hand. With the power of divine feet, he arrived first, dodged the Holy Buddha's hand first, and then slapped the right face of the old monk Xuanjie with one palm.

Putting aside Emperor Yan and Wu Zu, among the powerful saints in the late stage, Ye Kong is now confident that he is the fastest in the world. Old monk Xuanjie cannot dodge this palm.

"Woooaa! You little bastard...ah!"

The blood of the old monk Xuanjie splattered three thousand feet away. Half of his face was swollen and red, revealing his white bones. Several of his old teeth were knocked out, and his mouth was full of bright red blood.

"Whether it can be shaken or not is not up to you, it is up to me!"

Ye Kong replied, and his footwork followed up. The Stepping Heaven Technique was released, and countless space fragments collapsed and wrapped around Ye Kong's right foot. The footprints ignored the boundaries of space, and he stepped out in front of the old monk Xuanjie's extremely surprised eyes, appeared in front of the old monk Xuanjie, and kicked out without mercy!
“Puff——” “Crack!”

The old monk Xuanjie was stepped on the chest and kicked away fiercely. Large pieces of his ribs were broken, cracked, and even shattered on the spot. The devilish blood flew everywhere, looking miserable and hateful.

“Xuan Jie, I have already said that your life is not up to you!”

Ye Kong shouted loudly, showing off his power of wind magic. He instantly turned into a hurricane, with wind blowing all around him. The green storm swirled and condensed around his legs and feet, containing the highest mystery of the way of wind. He chased after him and kicked out again.

He didn't use any special magical powers, just the simplest and most direct whip-kick. One leg landed on the left half of Xuanjie's face, and the other leg landed on his crown, directly splitting him in half alive. All the flesh and blood on his face were wiped out by the power of the hurricane and space, leaving only a skull.

The flesh and blood faded away, and the brain matter of the old monk Xuanjie was filled with demonic energy that kept flowing, as if it had been completely corroded by the demonic energy.

Ye Kong raised his eyebrows, slapped the old monk Xuanjie's face a few more times, and wondered:

"A normal person who has been corrupted by evil spirits to this extent should have died long ago. How did you, an old thing, survive until now?"

"Hehe, what I have done for Lingshan is beyond the reach of a junior like you!!" Old Monk Xuanjie had a fanatical look on his face, and even through his chattering teeth one could still vaguely hear what he was saying.

There is a kind of stupidity that comes from being brainwashed by a cult and being moved by self.

Ye Kong has always been willing to help others. He mobilized the immortal spirit and shot at this guy's old face left and right. The sound of "pa pa pa" was endless, accompanied by Ye Kong's angry curses from time to time.

"Old fellow, this palm strike is for the time when I was expelled from the mountain gate!"

"Old man, this palm strike is for those blood pools that I saw in Jialan Temple!"

"This palm strike is for your collusion with the old ghost of Xuehe!"

"This palm strike is for the thousands and thousands of people in the Holy Buddha Continent who were killed by you! One palm strike is not enough, give me a few hundred more..."

"This palm strike is for you to attack and kill my master. Give me dozens more palm strikes..."

"This palm strike is because you have too many reasons for me to strike you!"

……

As Ye Kong was the Supreme Being of Heaven, his speed of attack was naturally extremely swift. In an instant, he had struck the old monk Xuanjie with over a thousand palms.

The golden body of old monk Xuanjie completely collapsed under Ye Kong's severe attack. Not a single good bone was left from head to toe, and all his flesh and blood were completely wiped out by Ye Kong's palm power. The spirit filled with demonic energy was also forcibly gathered by Ye Kong and all caught in his hands.

The soft and auspicious Buddha light fell from Ye Kong's Bodhi tree onto Tai Ming Patriarch and Qing Yanjing, quickly repairing their injuries.

The two people who witnessed Xuanjie turning from a living person into a pile of rotten bones crawled up from the ground, their hearts filled with shock and their mouths wide open.

Mu Chen beside them had the same expression as them, unable to describe the excitement in his heart with words.

It was so shocking, so terrifying! The great evil monk that my mother and Tai Ming Patriarch couldn't defeat together was like a baby in front of King Ye. Not to mention the strength to fight back, he couldn't even defend himself.

"Today is an urgent matter. I don't have time to interrogate you slowly. You'd better live longer!"

Ye Kong used the second move of Yi Ye Gui Kong Shou, crushing the body of old monk Xuan Jie to ashes. He said something in a cold voice and collected his spirit.

His eyes fell back on the battlefield, and he saw that the demonized Bodhi Tree had been suppressed by the many supreme beings of the Great Thousand Palace who were driving the Great Thousand Palace to fight. Qin Tian gradually gained the upper hand in the battle, but for a while he could not find the location of Hei Tian.

On another battlefield... the seriously injured Maha Tian was trying his best to drive the Maha Yin-Yang Bottle. Black and white flames were burning on his body. He used the secret method of burning himself in exchange for super combat power. He joined forces with Huang Jin to fight against the Immortal Lord and the Yin-Yang Master.

"You want to die in battle? It's not that easy."

Ye Kong's eyes were cold, his body flashed several times, and he appeared behind Mahatian. Without any nonsense, he clenched his right hand into a Vajra Fist, carrying a strong aura of immortality, and slammed heavily at the back of Mahatian's head.

The black and white flames could not stop Ye Kong's fist wrapped in the aura of immortality. It was violently blown away by the wind from the fist, revealing Mahatian's head that was caught off guard.

"boom!"

Without any fancy moves, Ye Kong punched Mahatian's head through, and his brain burst open instantly, as if a spiritual light rain fell from the sky.

"Mahatian, there is no grudge between you and me, but you can't let go of your immortal body and dare to attack my master. I will make you wish for death!"

Ye Kong said viciously, exerting force with his left leg and delivering an explosive knee strike, and Mahatian's back suddenly blossomed with joy.

These two moves may seem slow, but they actually happen in less than a breath;
After two heavy blows, the spiritual power of Mahatian's headless body suddenly stagnated, and the Immortal Lord took advantage of the situation to send a stick, and the stick wind full of death was sharp and unprovoked, cutting off Mahatian's left arm, and blood flowed out. At this time, Mahatian's spirit finally reacted, and he cried out in pain: "Ye Huankong! If you are still a man, fight me head-on. What's the point of sneaking up from behind!"

"Of course I have the ability to kill you. You're not as fast as me, so why should I wait for you? Stupid!"

Ye Kong cursed righteously, exerted force with the palm of his left hand, and struck Mahatian in the back with the "Leaf Returns to Empty Hand". The power of the Infinite Buddha Stele immediately condensed, suppressed, and bloomed in Mahatian's body.

"Ugh!!!"

Mahatian's body exploded like a watermelon amid the painful cries of his soul. The blood mist was filled with thunder, phoenix flames, and sword intent, which disappeared in the air before it could completely disperse.

The blow was fatal. All the saintly cultivation that Mahatian had practiced for many years was wiped out in this moment.

The few remaining spirits quickly disappeared under the burning of the black and white flames. It would not be long before they disappeared completely without leaving any trace.

"It's not that easy to die. You can only die if I tell you to. You can only live if I tell you to! I have the final say over your life and death!"

Ye Kong's eyes were cold, and colorless air overflowed from his palm, extinguishing the black and white flames on the Mahatian soul. Then, he gathered all the remaining souls into a ball of colorless light and imprisoned them tightly.

"Until you tell me something that interests me, you are not qualified to die!"

The Immortal Lord stood not far from Ye Kong, raised his eyes slightly, and was secretly shocked by the cruelty of Ye Kong's methods, but then he understood why Ye Kong was able to kill so many Demon Emperors.

"Old Immortal Senior, please go help King Qin. I want to come here to meet an old friend."

Ye Kong put away the fragments of Maha Tian’s soul and the Maha Yin-Yang Bottle, and said calmly.

The Immortal Lord looked at the distance, where Huang Jinzheng was fighting with the Yin Yang Master under the sacred Wutong tree. He knew that there was no problem. "Okay, leave Heitian to me. With me here, he can't escape!"

Ye Kong nodded, slowly walked past the Immortal Lord, stepped into the battlefield where the Yin Yang Master and Huang Jin were fighting, and asked loudly: "Huang Jin, where is my master!"

Ye Kong's voice was deafening, echoing between heaven and earth, causing the Yin Yang Master and Huang Jin, who were fighting fiercely, to be startled and look up.

Ye Kong had the Tai Ling ancient map hanging above his head and the sacred Bodhi tree behind him. His aura was overwhelming and powerful enough to shock them, as if he had already reached the level of the True Dragon Emperor, far surpassing their late-stage holy combat power that had been achieved through special means.

They all felt an extreme sense of danger from Ye Kong!
Huang Jin stopped what he was doing and looked sideways, with a variety of complex emotions in his eyes. Finally, he snorted coldly, with a sarcastic arc at the corner of his mouth:
"Where is she? She was besieged by our six major forces, but she refused to surrender and fought desperately. The Styx Patriarch and the Heavenly Origin Ghost Lord were dragged to death by her clones. Her real body fought hard to break out of the encirclement, but her wings were also burned. Guess where she is now?"

Ye Kong exhaled calmly: "After today, your lineage of the Phoenix Clan will completely disappear from the history of the universe."

The space rippled, and Ye Kong flew in front of Huang Jin, activating the Hand of Heaven. The blood-red palm print of the sky was boundless and huge, covering Huang Jin's body and slashing down heavily at his true phoenix body.

At this moment, there is nothing more to say, just kill.

"Nine-turn Phoenix Bowl!" Huang Jin still used the same move. He held up the giant bowl and slapped it forward. The phantom of the Fire Phoenix spit out phoenix flames, burning the sky and scorching the earth.

"clang!"

The Nine-Turn Phoenix Bowl rushed high, and the Hand that Supports the Sky chopped down horizontally. The collision between the two produced the most brilliant aftermath and sparks, just like the creation of the world.

“Clang!” “Snap!”

The phantom of the Fire Phoenix wailed and died, and the purple-gold Nine-Revolution Phoenix Bowl shattered into light, revealing the pale and lifeless face of Phoenix Gold, with blood spurting from the corners of its mouth.

Ye Kong's expression remained calm. He drove the Hand of Heaven down and chopped off the huge body of the Fire Phoenix, and blood spilled into the sky.

Ye Kong walked to the broken body of Huang Jin, stepped on it, crushed Huang Jin's head, and his eyes fell on the lush sycamore tree. He said calmly:

"Your sacred Wutong tree is good. I accept it. Go with peace of mind."

"I'm going to die...please let Xuanzhi go..." Huang Jin's soul cried out sadly and wanted to say something else.

Ye Kong didn't listen to what he said. Thousands of space lightsabers rose up from under his feet and killed Huang Jin's soul completely without leaving a trace.

It's the same old stuff after hearing it too much. There's no need.

After collecting the Phoenix Clan's sacred Wutong tree, Ye Kong let out a light breath to relieve the consumption of the Hand of the Sky, and cast his gaze towards the last battlefield.

In the cover of night, the condition of Chief Black Sky's condition became worse and worse. The Immortal Lord and Qin Tian, ​​two powerful late-stage saints, joined forces to quickly compress his activity space, and the places he could escape to became fewer and fewer.

The group of Heavenly Supremes in the Great Thousand Palace showed their might and used the power of the Great Thousand Palace to suppress the void, making it impossible for the Night God Tianmu to escape. The defeat of the Black Sky Clan leader was a foregone conclusion.

"boom!"

With a crisp sound, the head of the Black Sky Chieftain was smashed by the Undead Lord's staff. Qin Tian seized the opportunity and struck out several times, destroying the Black Sky Chieftain's body and capturing his soul.

The Night God Sky Curtain lost its operator, the darkness disappeared, and the sky returned to its normal color, with no clouds in sight and sparse sunlight.

"Xuanjie fell, Maha was defeated, Huangjin fell, and everything will be settled." The Yin-Yang Master on the side said with emotion.

Ye Kong shook his head and said, "No, not yet. We need to uproot the grass and clean up the diehard fans of these guys."

"Haha, the holy weapons have all fallen, so there's nothing to worry about the rest. We just need to go to Daqian Palace." The Yin-Yang Master patted his chest, indicating that the boss didn't need to run anymore.

"Don't be careless. You still need to be cautious." Ye Kong said softly, walking towards Qin Tian and the Lord of Immortality.

Next, it’s time to settle the final accounts, and everything needs to be cleaned up.

(End of this chapter)