Chapter 444 The Fall of Daluo!

At the same time, a series of majestic figures came from heaven.

The Emperor of the North Pole Ziwei, wearing the Emperor's robe of ten thousand stars, the Emperor of the South Pole Changsheng, who looked like an old man with a cane, the Emperor of the Earth, who wore a yellow robe and a green jade belt, and the Emperor of Water Virtue, who stepped on two dragons.
Except for several fallen emperors, all the six powerful lords of heaven are here!
In the thirty-three heavens, countless heavenly soldiers, under the leadership of immortals and heavenly generals, set up one terrifying formation after another, and infinite immortal light illuminated the entire wilderness.

Killing intent, evil spirit, fairy light, fighting spirit, countless energies intertwined and collided, making the world shake.

Countless creatures in the Great Desolation Realm raised their heads and looked at the scene in horror.

"The Heavenly Court has deployed all its strength, and is determined to fight to the end!"

"Can we win? Is it worth it? Once the Heavenly Court suffers heavy losses, the entire Taihuang will be in chaos."

"Great chaos? Haha, Taihuang needs to survive the aftermath of the fight first. If we fight, the world will collapse."

One by one, all the creatures went from being horrified to being anxious, and quite a few powerful ones had even decided to stay away from Taihuang after this battle.

It is because the fighting over thousands of years has been too brutal that they are afraid.

And after Liang Hui no longer concealed his appearance and completely revealed his true aura.

In the Taihuang Realm, the peerless strong men from the top forces, who occupied the source of the Great Dao, looked at the scene of the thirty-three worlds, and a trace of memory flashed in their eyes.

Their gazes seemed to transcend time and see another future.

It seems true, and that person was also like this, facing the demon master and Buddhism head-on.

In the end, the lineage of demon masters that roamed the world and crushed the lineage of Queen Nuwa became a thing of the past.

The immortal and brilliant Buddha wanted to save all the people in the wilderness, but now there are only a few big cats and small cats.

This time, the results.
Liang Hui grinned and looked at the Six Emperors of Heaven, the Eight Star Gods, the immortals and gods in the sky, and the terrifying formations.

His right hand was placed on the sword of Tao; his left hand was opened, golden light flowed, and the Immortal Spear was slowly drawn out; the Human Emperor Banner flew out from his arms, stood behind him, and fluttered in the wind; a hollow bright bell was suspended in his hair, dropping strands of silver light.

The Wanlong Bell hanging around the waist swayed in the wind, emitting bursts of dragon roars.

At this moment, the young man's figure was enveloped in infinite light, except for his eyes, which were cold and ruthless.

"If you want to fight, I will kill you until you are in despair!"

A whisper.

Endless air waves were generated, blowing out one large formation after another and causing the chaos to stir and flow backwards.

At this moment, the Great Heavenly Venerable also thought of the true identity of the creature in front of him, and his expression became extremely solemn.

How could he not know the fate of the Buddhist sect and the demon master? After all, the Heavenly Court was the biggest beneficiary.

But now all the powerful men from Heavenly Court had arrived, so how could he leave like this? He was in a dilemma.

The Queen Mother, who had always been standing behind Liang Hui, made a choice for him and her beautiful figure disappeared.

When he appeared again, he was already beside the Great Heavenly Venerable.

Call ~
A gust of chaotic air blew by, lifting the crown tassels and revealing an ancient and majestic face.

The Great Celestial Venerable lowered his hands and spoke slowly:
"The Western Star Lord, the Great Emperor of the Upper Palace of Gou Chen, wanted to kill the Most Holy and Mighty Dragon Emperor of Xuanshui, but he was killed today."

"The Dragon Emperor is innocent, but his methods are cruel, and he has stripped all his positions and titles in the Heavenly Court."

As he spoke, the invisible blessing on Liang Hui's body dissipated in an instant.

That is the blessing of heaven and earth, the favor of the world!
After the Great Celestial Venerable finished speaking, he turned around and headed towards the Heavenly Palace.

Countless powerful men, immortal soldiers and generals, followed the Great Celestial Lord and left.

A war that could overthrow Taihuang.

eliminated!
Liang Hui looked at the departing immortal god, put away his weapon, and walked towards the outside of the Taihuang Realm.

Of course it would be best if there was no fighting.

Although he was not afraid of the Heavenly Court, at the moment, transforming his gains into strength was the most important thing. While thinking, he had already left Taihuang, entered the Sea of ​​​​Boundaries, and headed towards a farther direction.

This time, he truly left this place where immortals and gods gathered.

Suddenly, countless creatures in the vast sea, including Liang Hui, looked up at the sky.

The vast and boundless river of time emerges.

A slender figure formed by endless five-colored light pierced through a Buddha with his palm and then tore it apart.

Such a horrifying scene has been played out everywhere in the past, present and future, in the long river of time.

The five-colored light gradually infected the entire lower reaches of the long river of time. Only a vague shadow of a beast was still struggling.

Woohoo~~~
In the sea of ​​​​realm and in the heavens, there were blood flowers falling down, like the sound of gods and demons crying, echoing softly in every tiny inch.

When Daluo fell, heaven and earth mourned together!
On top of Lingshan Mountain, a holy place of Buddhism, a handsome monk wearing a golden cassock and barefoot sits on a lotus platform, with cracks appearing on the Buddha statue behind him.

The monk's eyes were empty, with tears of blood dripping down. He clasped his hands together and bowed his head.

"My Buddha has returned to silence!"

Infinite time and space, vast sea of ​​boundaries.

Buddha statues collapsed and fell one after another, and monks one after another were filled with sorrow and bowed with tears!

Before the Buddha, Bodhisattva, and Arhat could wail, the majestic figure condensed with five-colored light, bathed in Buddha's blood, looked at all the Buddhist monks.

In the past, future and present, all Buddhist monks felt a chill in their hearts and looked back in a daze.

I saw that unfathomable tall figure, with his arms raised, five fingers spread out, pressing down.

With just one push, the long river of time completely reversed and became chaotic.

The five-colored light changed with the fingers and palms, transforming from the five elements into yin and yang, and then into one with yin and yang. Finally, it suppressed all the paths, pierced through layers of time, and killed the Buddhism that had existed since ancient times.

Countless Bodhisattvas, Buddhas, and Arhats turned to ashes here.

This palm strike will wipe out all Buddhists.

There is no way to hide, no way to struggle, the Buddhist creatures can only close their eyes and wait for death.

Liang Hui stood in the sea of ​​boundaries, observing the brilliant fist light of his 'future self', and feeling the other party's unparalleled spirit of wanting to suppress all others with one move.

The young man couldn't help but stroke his palms and exclaimed in praise:

"Good punch, good spirit!"

It's not just Liang Hui.

One after another, Daluo stood in a place that was unpredictable to all living beings, looking at the punch that spanned time with solemn expressions.

At this moment, in the sea of ​​​​boundaries, there is a supreme Buddha mountain of unimaginable size.

A middle-aged bald man, with a red cassock casually draped over his upper body and bare arms, sitting carelessly on a lotus platform.

He wore golden Buddhist beads around his neck, which looked very tacky.

Under the lotus platform, muscular Buddhas, Arhats, and even Bodhisattvas were silently reciting scriptures.

"Hey, I told you that Maitreya was on the wrong path, a crooked and evil one. Look, he was beaten to death."

"How can a true Buddha be beaten to death?"

The bald man laughed out loud without any concealment.

Then, he looked at the Lingshan Buddhist sect where more than half of them had died, and raised his head:
"Youngster, how about giving me some face, Shan Wang?"

(End of this chapter)