Chapter 644 Apocalypse (please subscribe)

‘What are they?’

Alu felt a little strange about the change in the attitude of the Zhenjun. Seeing this, Jin Ling next to him communicated with him in a way of transmitting a voice: "This is the gap between the world and the individual."

As he spoke, Jin Ling looked at Alu and couldn't help but feel envious.

'You have been well protected by Teacher Yuchen since you entered the Tao. He has helped you plan your paths and other things well. Your future only needs to be carried out step by step. The only time you are involved in life danger is the time when you compete with Amaterasu for the origin of the sun. In addition to your particularity in Fusang and the attitude of Buddhism towards Teacher Yuchen, you have gained a lot of benefits from Buddhism. It can be said that you have never worried about the origin you will be in charge of the future since your practice."

‘Maybe it is precisely because of this that you have a misunderstanding of the concept of origin. For a normal third-grade monk, if you want to get a share of your existing origin, you need to plan carefully for decades to succeed. Therefore, there are so few third-grade monks in the Middle Earth, and they rarely fall once they appear.’

"But for heaven and earth, most third-grade monks are just tools to better operate their origin and maintain the stability of heaven and earth. In heaven and earth, monks of the third-grade rank are also objects of sacrifice. Just now, as long as they include the other party in their own system, no matter who is in charge of the corresponding origin, the meat will be rotten in their own pot in the end."

Ah Lu is not a fool. Jin Ling's words were already clear enough. He thought of a place in an instant: 'Just like Fusang, and Fusang was also integrated into Middle Earth in the past?'

‘I am not very clear about this, but as far as I know, it should be so. Only in this way will most of the origins that Fusang have never truly fall into the control of Middle Earth before the complete integration of Middle Earth and Fusang land.’

‘The origin of heaven and earth has increased. When the origin of individuals has not increased, from a certain perspective, the power held by the third-grade monks in the world is less than the proportion of the power within heaven and earth.’

Jin Ling nodded: ‘That’s right, if in the past, only one source was needed to maintain the third grade genre, then after integrating into the West, two parts would be needed. To put it bluntly, if I break through the third grade now and wait until the Middle Earth swallows the West, my personality will fall down immediately.’

‘Is my power weaker? No, even because of the improvement of the origin of the world, the darkness and stars in my hands have been greatly strengthened. But my person has indeed decreased, and the influence and scope of management of the power I have indeed decreased. From this perspective, my power is reduced in a cliff-like manner.’

‘You can see what the end of the Taoist dynasty in the Middle Earth that lost the protection of the third grade is, and they cannot help but be anxious.’

After Jin Ling finished speaking, she also completed the subtle modification of the pagoda ban in her hand. She raised the pagoda high, and the treasure lights evaporated, and the power of the four directions and four symbols gathered. The twenty-eight constellations rotated, and the Buddha's light and Brahma sound turned into light flames. Together with the power of the four symbols and stars, they jointly built many pagodas, superimposed on each other, and turned into nine layers.

Then it fell down with a bang, turning into a starlight and covering Amon. Zhenjun Tongxuan beat the fishing drum in his hand, constantly cutting pieces from Amon's body.

These fragments fell into the Dharma Realm, partly destroyed by the Dharma Realm, merged into the pagoda, partly reclaimed by it, and turned into a power that is more in line with the Middle Earth.

The meaning of Tongxuan Zhenjun and Jin Ling is very clear. If you want to change your foundation, you can leave the origin you are in charge before that.

This attitude naturally slowed down Amon's movements a little, and at the same time, the energy and will of Jin Ling and others gathered in the dark decreased slightly.

But at this time, neither Jin Ling nor Yu Zhenjun nor even the relatively easy-going Zhenjun of Tongxuan did not hold back. One or two could only be more ruthless.

Monsters crawling out of the Western Hell were killed, and tiny cracks were sealed. The demon gods and demon kings who were equivalent to the third-grade genre were also blocked by the corresponding monks, and everything was moving in a good direction.

It was also at this time that Michael sounded the horn for the sixth time under the attack of Master Miaotong.

This time the sound of the horn came from above the Nine Heavens, and it was the only time that the power was not distorted by the will of the Middle Earth Heaven. The sound of the most holy and gods continued to echo in the void.

Yu Chen, who noticed something wrong, hurriedly held the snake curse banner in his hand and brushed it down in the air. The black gas condensed by the curse power turned into a series of snake shadows entangled with golden flames that suddenly appeared. The curse sword changed, trying to interfere with the locking of the flames.

But this power is extremely high, and in the end, Yu Chen had to summon the jade Yaoguang Ruyi, which had carried the aura of Yuanshi Taoist Ancestor for a moment, and then knocked it down so that it would not burn it to himself.

Without the influence of the Heaven and Snake Curse, the resounding range of this horn was extremely wide, and the spread of the horn sound, another indifferent and terrifying sound sounded in the void. This sound seemed to come from hell, and also from the hearts of the people: "Come on!"

As the sound fell, the blocked hell and the gaps between the human world were torn apart again. A knight walked out of the flames. The knight was very tall. He rode a blood-red war horse burning with flames, holding a hideous sword in his hand.

Wherever he passed, a trace of flames was left on the ground, and blood and red mist were scattered in the air. If you look closely, you can see that the rain was mixed with some broken fingers, scalp, broken bones, and strangled fine flesh and internal organs.

But in such a terrifying scene, the image of the knight appears extremely sacred and majestic. The hideous armor is filled with dim divine light, and the big sword in his hand exudes the breath of war.

This knight appeared very special, and there was no third-grade monk around him.

The moment he saw him, the fourth-grade cultivator next to him hurriedly sacrificed his magic weapon and used his magical powers. The close military monks also activated the military formation to suppress it.

But the knight just waved the big sword in his hand, and the sword slid through it. Whether it was magic weapons, magic powers, or the visions condensed by the military formations, they only left ashes and dust, without any impact on him. Even a few fourth-grade monks who were too close to disappeared directly under the sword light, but soon, among the flames that the knight walked past, skeletons burning with flames crawled out. They were wearing the costumes of the fourth-grade monks, accompanied by the knights, and attacked the still alive.

"Be careful, this is the Four Apocalypse Knights! It represents the will of the Supreme God. Their power comes from the Supreme God, a monk who is lower than the third grade. Don't fight with them."

The concubine of the Central Plains court sensed the will of heaven and issued a warning to all the monks on the Western Front. At the same time, the concubine of heaven also entered the altar and began a new round of sacrifices and prayers. She knew very well that in the face of the derivation of the supreme power of the Western divine, ordinary monks could not fight at all. If they wanted to suppress the other party, they also had to look at the existence of the second-grade phantom of the Central Plains who condensed the phantom of the second-grade genre.

As the sacrifice of the concubine of Tian, ​​the place where infinite information and vital energy gathered was immediately affected in the nine heavens. One by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, was stacked, and finally turned into praises and spreading around.

"Praise the Emperor Shangqing Lingbao!"

"Praise the truth of Chi Ming Ge Tian Yuchen!"

"Praise the great saints and blessings to the infinite and ten directions to save people and have the wonderful emperor!"

Three slightly modified praise names were passed into the Miluo Palace where Yuchen was distracted, and suddenly aroused the golden clouds and purple smoke. The next second, a ray of sky light rose, and wisps of auspicious aura hung down, forming a Qingyun Baohua around Yuchen, carrying the fallen humanitarian aura that was mixed with the will of heaven.

Many phantoms of flying goddesses naturally emerged, surrounded Yuchen in the floating clouds and mists, interpreting many wonderful sounds, constantly praising Yuchen's merits and power, assisting him in digesting and gathering human energy and heavenly will, filling the second-grade phantoms he condensed little by little.

Yuchen knew that this was the power of the imperial court on earth, and it was also the power of the God of Haotian, which was inspired by the sacrifice of the Heavenly Concubine.

With the pouring of these forces, Yuchen also received the urging of God's will.

In the heavens of Middle Earth, someone needs to suppress the four knights.

Yu Chen in Shangqing Lingbao Taoist Temple and Wei Yuanjun who was stationed in the Taoist Temple nodded and left with Yunguang.

Instead of asking for trouble for the blood-colored knight, he came to the other side and faced another knight riding a gray horse. His appearance directly tore up the power of the messenger who was called the bottomless pit, the King of Blight, the Dark Angel of Death, and the Demon God of Hell.

At the same time, in the Western world, all existences related to death have been more or less affected to a certain extent. If an angel is fine, it is just a simple fluctuation. If a monster or a demon king in hell is mostly torn apart, his authority will be torn apart.

This also represents the name of this knight, who is death, and the western underworld accompany him,

Wherever he passed, all monks and creatures of less than the third grade would feel the ultimate hunger, and then the flesh and blood on their bodies would scatter on their own, as if they were cut open with a sword, and then they would quickly get inflamed and plagued into the arms of death, and their souls were bound in skeletons and accompanied by the knights.

And the flesh and blood scattered turned into hungry beasts, leaving the knights, running on the earth, and attacking others.

Those who are bitten by these beasts will fall into a terrifying state of hunger at the first time, and only the same kind of flesh and blood can satisfy their appetite. But when the number of people they devoured reaches a certain level, the flesh and blood on their bodies will also fall and turn into new beasts. Their own souls are entangled in the skeletons with the souls of the devourers and turn into new monsters.

When Yu Chen found him, a thin and yellow-looking third-grade Buddhist monk was already standing in front of him.

The Buddhist monk wore a hat that looked like a crown and a five-bud crown, a dark red cassock, and a prayer wheel hanging with several strings of diamonds in his hand.

It was the Buddhist monk Shi Lun who faced the threat of the Death Knight. Behind the monk Shi Lun, a full body of indigo appeared behind the monk Shi Lun, with twelve arms and twenty-four hands on all sides, three eyes on each side, showing anger, wearing treasures, wearing gentle heavenly clothes, embracing Mingfei, stretching his right leg, bent his left leg, and stepping on two monsters with indescribable shapes under his feet.

Its image is terrifying, but it is extremely majestic. The arms are turned, representing December and twenty-four solar terms respectively. Each hand has five fingers and three sections, corresponding to three hundred and sixty days.

At this moment, the twelve arms are arranged in wheels, constantly rotating, and each of the twenty-four hands holds magic weapons, passing through wonderful time that seems to be changing rapidly and eternally, constantly distorting the flow rate of the surrounding universe.

Many beasts controlled by the Death Knight just left him and turned into ashes under the twist of the universe light. The skeletons that were more closely connected with the knight were also imprisoned by the knight. If they left a little, they would return to the origin.

However, as time went by, some traces of sword slashing appeared on the body of Kalachakra, and the aura of death also appeared on the body of the King of Monk.

"My Monk King, please step back, just leave the next thing to me."

Yu Chen slowly fell down, looked at the Death Knight in front of him, stretched out his hand and started the sword, and gently waved it, and the ever-changing sword light appeared, appearing beside the Death Knight, destroying the skeletons one by one.

At the same time, a treasure banner appeared beside the knight, and a curse sword appeared. At the moment the knight set off, he gently cut it down, paying attention to being able to block the opponent's offensive at a critical moment.

At the same time, a sword weapon decorated with a lotus-shaped windmill was suspended on the other side, emitting a similar breath of death. A golden sword intent inside suppressed the power of the Death Knight and continued to devour the breath of death, condensing into a concept of dying.

Finally, there is a vague sword weapon standing in the last direction, exuding the wonderful artistic conception of moving forward and transforming heaven and fate.

The four sword weapons stood in four directions, creating a wonderful barrier that bound the Death Knight. The monk on the side of the Shilun was surprised to find that in this barrier, his power could no longer interfere with the operation of the universe light. The various changes inside were affected by the four sword lights, which seemed to be heading towards a certain fate no matter what.

The Death Knight inside also sensed something was wrong. The gray horse he sat down raised his head and roared. The breath of death surged everywhere, but it could not spread out of the boundary.

The Death Knight inside also sensed something wrong. The gray horse he sat down raised his head and roared, and the breath of death surged everywhere, but could not spread out of the range of the barrier. The Death Knight inside also sensed something wrong. The gray horse he sat down raised his head and roared, and the breath of death surged everywhere, but could not spread out of the range of the barrier.

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