I, the deposed prince, signed in the imperial mausoleum for a thousand years

"Dang! Dang! Dang!"

All of a sudden, in this space, the deafening sound, like the collision of divine iron, erupted continuously, deafening, with bursts of sound waves, like two divine weapons colliding.

The figures of Qin Feng and Lingshan Buddha were like two rays of light, constantly flashing and appearing in different positions.

"Desolate Meteor Severing God Slash!"

"The starry sky has no trace!"

"Goodness!"

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Qin Feng displayed every powerful sword technique, and the dazzling sword light almost had the power to destroy the world.

Even though he had to clone himself to deal with the stone ghosts crawling out from various places, he still did not reduce his fierce attack on Lingshan Buddha.

"Om! Wah! It! Pa! Mi! Hum!"

Lingshan Fozi uttered the six-character mantra and the palm of the Tathagata to deal with Qin Feng's terrifying swordsmanship.

The terrifying energies colliding with each other were extremely dazzling, and made the void here completely unbearable, continuously collapsing.

But because of the special nature of this sacred mountain, those violent energies would dissipate quickly, but it didn't have too severe an impact on those monks who hid far away.

The aura in Qin Feng's body was as vast as a sea, and it was almost inexhaustible. He opened and closed his attacks, pressing every step of the way, and the huge oppressive force made Lingshan Buddha gradually unable to resist.

In a blink of an eye, Lingshan Fozi was forced to a corner, leaving only the stone wall behind him.

"Desolate Meteor Severing God Slash!"

Qin Feng didn't give the slightest chance to catch his breath, and slashed out with his sword again. The hundred-foot-long golden sword light pierced through the void, which was extremely terrifying.

Lingshan Fozi immediately squeezed the Dharma seal, and the vast power of Dharma outside his body turned into a golden bell, protecting him completely.

"Boom!"

With Qin Feng's sword, the golden bell outside Lingshan Buddha's body was smashed to pieces. Under such a terrifying energy impact, Lingshan Buddha's whole body hit the stone wall behind him, making a deafening sound.

His golden body also dimmed a lot. Even if he cultivated the immortal golden body, he couldn't withstand such a fierce attack at all.

"Pfft!"

Lingshan Fozi spurted out a mouthful of blood, stared at Qin Feng firmly, and said, "How can you be so much stronger than ordinary monks of the seventh level of the Martial Realm!"

Although Qin Feng had displayed astonishing cultivation before, his combat strength was more dependent on the Wanshang Bow. Many monks in the ancient battlefield were not clear about his own combat strength.

Lingshan Fozi originally thought that relying on the evil spirit in his body, his cultivation base had been greatly improved, and that he could easily defeat Qin Feng even if he had the strength of the seventh level of the Martial Realm.

But he didn't expect that when he faced Qin Feng, he was completely suppressed, and he couldn't even find an opportunity to attack.

"I thought that the sinister energy in your body would raise your strength to a terrifying level, but now it seems that it is nothing more than that." Qin Feng shook his head slightly disappointed.

"Insanity!"

Lingshan Buddha's face was ugly, and he no longer had the slightest peaceful appearance on weekdays.

His hands formed ancient seals quickly, and his body was golden and radiant, but what gushed out of it was a majestic evil force, he was like a container.

The whole picture looks even weirder.

"Shh! Shh! Shh!"

Not only that, in the space around Lingshan Buddha, in different places, one after another, Buddhist texts condensed by using the power of Yin evil began to appear.

The laws of the entire space began to undergo subtle changes.

"Pure Land of Hell!"

At this moment, Lingshan Buddha gave a cold shout.

Behind him, suddenly appeared a ninety-nine and eighty-one-foot-tall Buddha statue, which was so golden that it made people want to worship.

However, within the radius of ninety-nine and eighty-one feet of the Buddha statue, there is a terrifying yin and evil spirit, and a large number of yin soldiers have gathered one after another, just like hell.

This is the combination of the pure land of Buddhism he cultivated by Lingshan Buddha and the evil spirit in his body, which is even more terrifying and powerful.

Many monks here, in this pure land of hell, feel a sense of despair of death.

"Hehe...the pure land of hell?"

Seeing this, Qin Feng sneered and said, "Today, I will show you the real hell!"

As his words fell, the laws of this piece of heaven and earth suddenly became chaotic, violently unstable, and rapidly changed.

"Boom boom..."

An incomparably terrifying and terrifying aura of dominance was quickly released from Qin Feng's body.

Not only that, all the original scenes in the world as far as the eye can see are beginning to undergo rapid changes.

A palace that looked extremely old and exuded the breath of time, covered with relief sculptures of various evil spirits, began to slowly emerge behind Qin Feng, shaking the sky and the earth.

The most frightening thing is that on the plaque of the palace, there are three ancient words that I don't know what they are. Just by looking at it, I feel like my soul will be taken away.

And on both sides of the gate of this ancient palace, there are two huge statues, one with a bull's head and one with a horse's face, looking ferocious and evil, with weapons in their hands.

"Crash..."

Large pieces of white paper money began to fall from the sky. Outside this ancient palace, there were corpses wearing ancient costumes and covered with terrible scars.

The piercing shrill and screaming sound kept ringing here, and even corpses kept getting up.

Such a horrifying scene is the domain that Qin Feng signed up for when he was in the trial ground: Nine Nether Purgatory!

Although this place is not a real purgatory, but a projection of purgatory, the terrifying atmosphere is still indescribably terrifying, and the air is even filled with the breath of despair and death.

"This... what is this, purgatory?!"

Seeing the scene in front of them, countless monks were stunned, with terrified expressions.

They feel that they are dead now, and they are in a real purgatory, especially the terrible death, which almost sucks their souls away.

In contrast, the so-called pure land of hell by Lingshan Buddha is like a joke.

"This... what is this!" Lingshan Fozi was shocked when he saw the scene in front of him. '

He felt like a dead soul who had come to hell.

"Send you on your way!" Qin Feng said indifferently.

His hands formed ancient seals, while his mouth spit out awkward and difficult words.

At the same time, on both sides of the ancient palace, the huge bull-headed and horse-faced statues moved slowly. They brandished the deadly weapons in their hands and killed the Buddha in Lingshan.

"No!" Lingshan Fozi was terrified and desperate, he still wanted to block the attack of the bull's head and horse face.

"Boom!"

However, the next moment, the ninety-nine and eighty-one-foot-high Buddha statue behind him was smashed to pieces by a weapon with a bull's head and a horse's face.