Reincarnated into a great tree, I will create an immortal kingdom of God

Chapter 667: Terrifying Land

"What is your destiny?"

Zen Master Xuji was very calm, "You feel that you have control over your own destiny, but perhaps it is just destiny that makes you feel this way.

You think that the power you gain from practice belongs to you, but is this really the case?

If the Heavenly Dao is cut off one day and the spiritual energy is exhausted, are you sure that your strength will not be wasted?"

He had seen through all of this a long time ago, otherwise he would not have chosen this path so firmly.

In the Age of Spirit Withering, cultivators in the ordinary world either died or had their cultivation destroyed.

Even if they are immortals in the fairy world, their cultivation has declined, and they have to tighten their belts to make ends meet, and they have to carefully calculate the use of their innate qi every day.

It can be seen that the so-called power belongs to oneself is a joke.

Since they are both relying on God, it would be better for them to skip those complicated steps at the beginning like him and directly find ways to ascend to the throne of God.

The blind old man was speechless after being refuted by Zen Master Xuji.

"The evil way is the evil way, full of fallacies."

He tapped the ground with his bamboo stick, and bronze hexagrams emerged from the void.

Each of these hexagrams contains infinite hexagram patterns, and each hexagram pattern flows with a power that is enough to annihilate the stars.

"Vajra Seal."

Zen Master Xu Ji pushed out with his palm.

The Vajra shadow behind him also pressed out with a palm, and a huge hand with a Buddhist seal appeared in the void.

The power of Foyin’s big hand and the hexagram impacts.

In just a moment, the power of the hexagram collapsed and disintegrated.

Foyin’s big hand continued to attack the blind old man.

The blind old man's face changed.

"Li Gua."

His bamboo stick drew the seventh hexagram, and the flames condensed into the shadow of Vermilion Bird, which spread its wings and cried loudly, continuing to collide with Foyin's big hand.

This time, Foyin's big hand was broken.

The blind old man hit the target with one strike and did not stop.

His hollow eye sockets were filled with starlight, and the fourth hexagram "Zhen" suddenly rose up.

Lines of hexagrams surged and instantly transformed into a ferocious green dragon wrapped in purple divine thunder.

Zen Master Xu Ji responds to ever-changing situations with constancy.

The Vajra Dharma Image behind him moved his lips again and recited the Vajra Mantra of the Vajra Temple.

The invisible sound waves hit like a tide, and the hexagram patterns on the thunder dragon's scales quickly cracked. It didn't take long for the ferocious green dragon to disintegrate.

Everyone around was stunned, finding it hard to believe that this monk, a cultivator who was undergoing tribulation, could be so powerful.

The blind old man suffered backlash and blood oozed from the corners of his mouth.

He bit his tongue, and his blood dyed the last five hexagrams red.

The gravity around them suddenly twisted, the earth cracked, the rivers flowed backwards, the grass and trees shook...

Powerful forces rushed towards Zen Master Xu Ji with overwhelming force.

Cracks appeared on the Vajra image of Zen Master Xuji, which shows how powerful the blind old man's attack was.

Just as the immortals in Mengze were showing joy on their faces, Zen Master Xuji said slowly: "Buddha is merciful. If I don't go to hell, who will?"

He is a practitioner of the Netherworld and can communicate with the Netherworld.

In an instant, reflections of hell were cast down, and the terrifying force pressed towards the void.

The blind old man's bamboo stick broke into pieces and blood began to flow from all his orifices.

His body was shaking, and a painful expression appeared on his face: "I have lost."

"Sir, if you lose, I'm still here."

Xie Mingruo opened her red lips slightly, with a hint of coldness on her face.

"And I'll wait."

Behind her, Meng Zexian said to everyone.

With Xie Mingruo as the core, five hundred immortals from the Mengze Immortal Dynasty formed a large killing formation.

This killing formation is called "Taixu Mopan Formation" and is a formation exclusive to the Mengze Immortal Dynasty.

The power of five hundred immortals surges.

In the blink of an eye, their strength quickly gathered together.

The surrounding space structure suddenly groaned as it could not bear the heavy weight, and the ground within a thousand miles began to collapse.

Rocks and soil turned into shimmering particles suspended in the air.

Xie Mingruo stepped on the void: "Please ask the Zen master to appreciate the methods of my Mengze Immortal Dynasty."

All the energy suddenly condensed into a sky-covering millstone.

Countless annihilation patterns appeared on the disk.

The Vajra image behind Zen Master Xuji began to distort.

"My Buddha is merciful."

Zen Master Xu Ji's eyes suddenly lit up, and layers of hell projections behind him forcibly expanded the collapsed space.

Streams of death energy surged like rivers and crashed into the millstone.

Xie Mingruo sneered, made a hand gesture, and pressed the millstone down hard.

The surging death energy collapsed rapidly in an instant.

The Dharma image behind him became unstable and shattered.

Zen Master Xuji fell to the ground.

He was not panicked, but made the reverse "卍" seal with his hands.

The Vajra Dharma Image that was about to dissipate suddenly collapsed and condensed into a black hole in his chest behind him.

Zen Master Xuji closed his eyes and said: "All phenomena are like dreams, illusions, bubbles, and shadows..."

An even more vast aura of death gushed out from his black hole.

If the aura of death before was a river, then now it is an ocean.

The horrifying aura of death fiercely struck the Taixu Grindstone.

The Taixu millstone vibrated violently.

Xie Mingruo's pupils contracted.

At this moment, she felt something was strongly wrong.

How could Zen Master Xuji be so powerful?

Where does the death energy that the other party is communicating come from?

For some reason, she developed a fear of the world that Zen Master Xuji was communicating with.

"Crack!"

At this time, fine cracks appeared on the surface of the millstone, and one third of the annihilation divine patterns had become dim.

The faces of the immortals from the Mengze Immortal Dynasty all turned pale.

What terrifies them is that they are blocked by just one person.

What about the rest of the world?

"I underestimated this world."

Xie Mingruo wiped off the bloodstains and suddenly took off the necklace from around his neck.

This necklace has a small golden lotus pendant hanging from it.

When Xie Mingruo threw the pendant into the air, the golden lotus expanded rapidly and in the blink of an eye turned into a huge ninth-grade golden lotus.

"Innate Spiritual Treasure!"

Zen Master Xu Ji's eyes suddenly fixed. He didn't expect that Xie Mingruo had such a treasure on him.

In a moment, the ground beneath his feet silently disappeared into dust.

The black hole that communicated with the netherworld was also vibrating violently, showing signs of breaking apart.

Zen Master Xuji's face was solemn, with beads of sweat appearing on his forehead.

This time, he was really in big trouble.

Just at this moment, two figures descended.

"Bald donkey, we are here to lend you a hand."

The two figures were Zuo Jurong and Zhang Shaorong.

The two wandering gods attacked at the same time, and their mighty force slammed into the ninth-grade golden lotus.

Xie Mingruo's eyes narrowed.

But her heart was heavy, and she snorted coldly: "You guys think you can stop me?"

She quickly formed seals with her hands, and the ninth-grade golden lotus shone brightly, trying to crush everything in front of her.

Zuo Jurong and Zhang Shaorong looked serious and used all their magic power to fight against Xie Mingruo.

When the two sides collided, the void shook and the clouds rolled.

Gradually, Xie Mingruo's body began to tremble slightly, and a trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

Zuo Jurong and Zhang Shaorong were not feeling well either.

Both of them were pale, veins bulged on their foreheads, and their clothes were soaked with sweat.

"Forget it, ask for help."

After a long time, Zen Master Xu Ji said.

Zuo Jurong and Zhang Shaorong nodded helplessly after hearing this.

In fact, they were unwilling to ask for help from the Mist Army.

After all, the system they are in is different from that of the Mist Army, and the two sides are in a competitive relationship.

But Xie Mingruo actually had such a powerful innate spiritual treasure in his hands.

It was so difficult for them to suppress it that they could only ask for help from the Mist Army.

Of course, there are actually a few old masters behind them.

However, the old Taoist priests are far away from here and have important tasks to accomplish, so they cannot come here in a short time.

"My great-grandfather is currently refining one of the thirty-three heavens in the Chaos Spirit World. This is more important than anything else and cannot affect him."

Zhang Shaorong pondered.

The situations of Zuo Jurong and Zen Master Xuji were similar to his.

The ancestors of several major forces all surrendered to the heaven of the Hongmeng world.

But in the past it was more in name only.

But it's different now.

The Hongmeng world annexed the Hunling world, adding thirty-three more heavens.

Su Mu did not give the thirty-third heaven to anyone in particular, but let his members compete for it themselves.

Their ancestors are busy with this now.

Each layer of heaven is a large world whose spatial scope is almost comparable to that of the Cangwu world.

This opportunity is simply incredible.

Naturally, they would not interfere with the ancestors and could only fight against the Mengze Immortal Dynasty on their own.

Now they can't hold on any longer and are forced to ask for help from the Mist Army.

As they spoke, a shadow passed across the sky.

The three people's eyes suddenly brightened, and they shouted in unison: "Rāhu, Rāhu."

Swish!

A shadow flashed, and a white cloud descended.

The one standing on it was Rahu.

Seeing Rahu coming, the three of them were overjoyed.

After experiencing the opportunities in the mixed spirit world, Luohou's combat power has soared to one of the top among the Mist Generals.

With Luohou taking action, the fate of the Mengze Immortal Dynasty is no longer in suspense.

Moreover, Luohu is a straightforward person and doesn't beat around the bush. If they ask Luohu for help, they don't have to worry about losing too much face.

"Hey, it's you guys. What do you want from me?"

Luo Hou scratched his head, "Huh? Who are you fighting?"

"These people are from the Immortal Realm. They somehow broke into the Hongmeng World. Please take them down quickly."

Zuo Jurong Road.

"You are not from Hongmeng World, yet you dare to act so recklessly in Hongmeng World. How unreasonable!"

Luohu became angry immediately.

Xie Mingruo and Meng Zexian felt that something was increasingly wrong.

This monkey’s cultivation level is actually that of a Xuanxian?

They dare not underestimate each other now.

The cultivation base of Zen Master Xuji, Zuo Jurong and Zhang Shaorong was very weak, but the power they unleashed was so terrifying.

Now that this monkey has reached the level of a Xuanxian, how strong can he be?

They couldn't imagine it.

Also, where on earth have they gone to?

Why are the creatures here so terrifying?

It was at this time that Luohou took action.

He smashed the ninth-grade golden lotus hard with his stick.

The Ninth-Rank Golden Lotus is a mid-rank innate spiritual treasure, so how could it be able to withstand the divine iron in Luohou's hand.

With a loud bang, the ninth-grade golden lotus shook violently.

Xie Mingruo only felt a terrifying force rushing back into his mind, and he couldn't help vomiting blood on the spot.

Luohu also wants to smash the ninth-grade golden lotus.

Zen Master Xu Ji was afraid that it would damage the golden lotus, so he hurriedly said, "Rāhu, don't damage the golden lotus."

This golden lotus exudes a sense of Buddha nature, which makes Zen Master Xuji jealous.