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Main Volume Chapter 368: The Prajna Golden Sword Slashes the Fate of Dust, the Asura Secret Technique

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    After Tao Qian finished speaking, all the geniuses also lamented.

    If Emperor Yingqing was a hypocritical tyrant with a hidden traitor in his heart, they would have no psychological burden, and they would just kill him quickly.

    But now it seems that it is not, just a poor man.

    Even so, this man still had to be killed.

    The reason why everyone, including Zhong Ziyang, was entangled was the sudden sobriety of Emperor Ying Qing.

    "Killing him when he is chaotically twisted is to help him escape."

    "Killing while awake is unbearable."

    All the cultivators lamented and sighed in their hearts, but the murderous intent did not decrease at all, and even became stronger.

    Pity is pity, people still have to kill, otherwise there will be endless troubles.

    When they were thinking about it, Tao Qian was also surprised by the terrifying scene reflected in his eyes.  .

    High spiritual vision means that he can see the world as it is.

    At this time, "Emperor Ying Qing" was in a state of transformation and pain in the eyes of others.

    However, in Tao Qian's eyes, he only saw a huge, chaotic glow, and inside was a dark yellow mass of flesh, wriggling and roaring.

    In the center of the piece of meat is a face that is constantly elongated and spinning like a vortex. It is the face of Emperor Ying Qing.

    Strong yellow, overflowing with evil light.

    After taking a few more glances, Tao Qian felt something was wrong.

    A large number of "Yellow Clothes Evil Seals" invaded along the gaze and reversed. In an instant, the skin, viscera, bone marrow, and mind of his body all showed signs of being corroded.

    Immediately burst into the mind:

    ? Accompanied by the records, the pollution will be eliminated.

    But when he looked again, the evil spirit came again, so Tao Qian had to blink and exit the state of spiritual vision.

    It was also at this moment that he, together with the other Tianjiao, saw a terrifying scene again:

    Whether it's body or soul, Emperor Yingqing is probably the seed of the evil god in yellow.

    Only that trace of "humanity" that was hidden by the blood of chaos and tried to distort it belonged to the human race and to himself.

    The evil curse was broken by Tao Qian and the three little cubs under his command by chance, and the humanity in Emperor Ying Qing returned to normal.

    In this way, he knows the cause and effect, and how wrong and cruel his life is.

    Even if he kills Wushuang and his cultivation is as high as the sky, how can he stand it for a while?

    His painful expression and struggling emotions made everyone feel uncomfortable.

    But no one dares to say that they can "empathize" with it.

    Because of this, there is no other Yingqing Emperor except him.

    When he woke up and turned around, although he was in excruciating pain, his extraordinary intelligence allowed him to immediately think through some things that were easily overlooked in the chaos and distortion.

    For example, Tao Qian and Zhong Ziyang conspired.

    Realizing this, instead of being angry, he felt joy and infinite guilt.

    Then, as if thinking of something, he suddenly shouted to the ten arrogants who rushed forward:

    "Don't come here, you can't kill me."

    "Although I wish I could die at the hands of all of you, I can't do this. Once I suffer a serious injury, the source of the blood in my body is about to break out. At that time, the will of the evil god will take over my body, transmit divine power, and create a real heir of the evil god. I regret it."  It's too late."

    "I have already known all kinds of things in the past. Fellow comrades, I, Emperor Qing, have committed so many injustices, and ten thousand deaths cannot redeem them."

    "Ziyang, apart from the mortals who died because of me, I am most sorry for you."

    "It's a coincidence, cause and effect are like this, if there is an afterlife, I will pay you back."

    The last two sentences were obviously addressed to Zhong Ziyang.

    At this time, Emperor Ying Qing was already distorted, tearful and miserable.

    Its soul, spirit, three souls and seven souls, seem to be in good health, but I'm afraid it has already been shattered clean.

    He resentfully beat the Huang Tian Nie Mirror that had been burned into the forehead of the old monster in front of him. Looking at the fragile mirror surface, it was as steel as iron.

    He vented, and said again:

    "Everyone, after I die, use your magical powers to destroy my flesh and blood, and don't leave a single trace, so as not to cause disaster to the world."

    ?Everyone can hear the words up to this point, this is the last words.

    The will to die in his eyes cannot be concealed no matter what.

    Having said that, Emperor Yingqing has taken out a special weapon in the shape of Jiedao from his treasure bag.

    I don't know what kind of material this thing is made of, but I can only see the golden light surging on it, full of mercy.

    As soon as it was taken out, the Buddha's name sounded out of nowhere in the sky.

    Immediately, many phantoms of Arhats and Bodhisattvas appeared.

    &nbThe iliac bone, I don't know when it turned into fly ash, and it disappeared when the wind blows.

    Everyone knows that after the cultivation base reaches Dongxuan, it is extremely difficult to really die.

    Especially the monks whose roots are extraordinary, even when they are at the end of the mountain, there is still a retreat of reincarnation and reconstruction.

    It can be reincarnated, but the soul must also exist.

    At least, there must be a trace of true spirit.

    If they are all annihilated, they will naturally die completely, and there will be no traces left in the world.

    And what Emperor Ying Qing is doing now is this matter.

    Everyone looked at the white skeleton and looked around with a knife, even though no tears flowed, the heart-piercing pain and grief of the soul were still clearly felt.

    His dark eyes were facing everyone, and a hoarse voice came:

    "Everyone, after my death, the curse of summoning will be undone."

    "For Taoist friends such as the Demon God Army, the Taiping Army, and the Heavenly Corpse Sect, you can just send them out of the country as gifts."

    "The whole society of Zulong and Xinyue Wanmin are entrusted to you."

    After finishing the last sentence, Emperor Ying Qing, who had become a skeleton, suddenly threw the Prajna Golden Sword in his hand above his head.

    Only the phantoms of Bodhisattvas and Arhats appeared, and the Buddha's name was Misery.

    Hearing Shura's roar again, the magic light surged.

    Under the reflection of each other, the original white skeleton suddenly changed.

    Two radiances, one yellow and one black, suddenly appeared.

    The former accounted for most of it, and directly formed a large number of dense "yellow clothes evil seals", spreading like insects, until the last moment, they were still eating away at the pollution, or fusing the latter.

    The black glow was heavy and chilling, but only a small part remained. Even so, they still frantically fought against the thick yellow evil seal.

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    This sudden scene not only shocked everyone, but also completely confirmed Emperor Yingqing's self-report.

    "Friend Daoist Ying is not only a descendant of the evil god, but also a descendant of the ancestor dragon."

    "Looking at the scene of blood erosion, if he doesn't kill himself, after a while, I'm afraid he will give birth to a real 'Evil Spirit Ancestral Dragon'?"

    Aware of these.

    When all the cultivators felt sorry for Ying Qingdi from the bottom of their hearts, they also had some thoughts of rejoicing.

    At this time, the golden knife is about to fall.

    After hearing the explanation from the monk who killed the thief, all the cultivators knew that after the golden knife was cut off, the crisis here would be resolved.

    Even Zhong Ziyang, Chen Xiyi and others had this thought in their hearts.

    The only one who is not
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