Killing System, the Ultimate Killer

Facing this life-and-death crisis for the first time, Sheng Huaian felt a little fear in his heart.

When he felt this little fear, he thought of being caught on the wall of Anning Pass to resist the Huns.

That was the infinite fear of the weak facing the strong.

Under life and death, fear will be infinitely magnified.

This was the first time that Sheng Huaian faced a terrifying force beyond the realm of Martial Saint, even though his strength was already comparable to that of a half-step immortal.

But if you don't reach the realm of Martial Emperor or Immortal, you will never know how powerful and terrifying that realm is.

Sheng Huaian directly added points and used killing points to improve his Yang Shen cultivation. Now he could only improve his Yang Shen cultivation and raise it to the limit of Yang Shen, perhaps he could resist.

The Martial Saint had to kneel in front of the terrifying phantom of the ancient Buddha.

These ancient religious sects and the trump cards of the sect were all left behind thousands of years ago. They were the means of the Martial Emperor and the ancient Buddha.

The sect that has stood for thousands of years and experienced thousands of years of wind and rain has extraordinary means.

Three hundred thousand killing points were consumed in an instant, and an enormous force poured into his Yang Shen.

The mana in his body continued to condense and grow, breaking the limit of the Great Perfection and moving towards the limit.

His Yang Shen continued to grow stronger, and the golden Yang Shen was covered with countless runes, shining with immortal brilliance.

The phantom of the ancient Buddha, the palm pressed down the world, and the boundless earth seemed to be under that palm.

Even if Sheng Huaian launched the maximum speed and fled quickly, he was like Sun Wukong who could not escape from the Five Finger Mountain of Tathagata Buddha.

That palm enveloped the world, time and space were all under one palm, beyond common sense.

"Amitabha, my Buddha is merciful!"

In the Dazhen Ancient Buddha Temple, countless monks praised the ancient Buddha.

The world was full of Buddha light, and the entire Great Snow Mountain was stained with golden light, sacred and majestic.

Watching the Buddha's palm suppressing and killing Sheng Huaian, Xuanye Buddha's eyes were full of hatred and the pleasure of revenge.

Sheng Huaian quickly improved his cultivation with the killing value and broke through to the limit of Yang Shen.

After raising his cultivation to the limit of Yang Shen, Sheng Huaian's strength increased greatly, far exceeding the Yang Shen Great Perfection, breaking the limit and producing incredible transformation.

His Yang Shen seemed to have transformed into a trace of immortality, breaking the shackles and stepping into the realm of immortality.

Sheng Huaian quickly urged the glass lamp, which was a Taoist tool for ascending to immortality. At this moment, it was completely revived in his hand, and the brilliant immortal light illuminated half of the sky.

The revived glass lamp had terrifying power, and the immortal light was like a flower, spreading across the sky.

Sheng Huaian held the glass lamp in one hand and pinched the thunder method in the other.

"Dutian Shenlei!!"

The endless lightning was brilliant and condensed into a thunder seal. He turned around and used the thunder seal to hit the palm of the ancient Buddha's phantom that was suppressing him.

On the sky, there was a vast thunder light, brilliant immortal light, and terrifying Buddha light intertwined, and the divine light was endless.

Boom! !

Above the sky, a terrifying black hole was instantly hit, and the void was collapsing.

The terrifying power spread like a tide. The shadow of the ancient Buddha turned into a golden light under the influence of the power. The golden relics, after consuming the power of the ancient Buddha, turned into ashes.

The withered leaf Buddha and others felt as if they were hit on the back of their heads by a sledgehammer, and their souls were torn apart.

That was the aftermath of the collision that exceeded the power of the Buddha.

In the Buddhist temple below, countless masters and Zen masters were bleeding from their mouths and noses. They were directly seriously injured and looked depressed.

Xuanye Buddha and others stared at the center of the battle in the sky, and the light of destruction was still destroying everything.

They would not be relieved until they saw the death of the terrifying demon with their own eyes.

"Ahem!!"

Sheng Huaian's hair was messy, his battle robe was torn, and his mouth was bleeding. The dragon scale armor on his body was also broken in half, and he looked tattered.

Hearing the cough, the withered leaf Buddha and others changed their expressions.

The next moment, a figure walked out of the broken void, and the pupils of the withered leaves Buddha and others dilated.

Sheng Huaian walked out holding a glass lamp, looking very embarrassed.

Even with the power comparable to the immortal realm, he was seriously injured, and his internal organs were shattered.

He walked out of the broken void and looked at the Buddhas above the Dazhen Ancient Buddha Temple with a stern look.

At this moment, he was murderous, and he wanted to kill people! !

"No, that big demon is not dead!!"

"Oh my God, even if the phantom of the ancient Buddha master is summoned, it can't kill the demon head?"

"Great disaster, great disaster!"

The monks in the temple were all full of despair.

Even if the phantom of the ancient Buddha master is summoned, it can't kill the demon head. This is the strongest means of their Buddhist temple.

"Uncle Master, today we will sacrifice our lives to kill the demon. We will fight to the death. We will invite an ancient Buddha to kill this demon. Otherwise, our Dazhen Ancient Buddha Temple will be in danger of being destroyed today." Xuanye Buddha said solemnly.

"Alas, there are only two relics left by the ancient Buddhas." Withered Leaf Buddha sighed.

If we use one more, there will be one less, one less trump card. Once the trump cards left by the ancestors are used up, how long can their Dazhen Ancient Buddha Temple exist?

"Please give me the relics, please help me to defeat the demon." A Buddha shouted with tears in his eyes.

Sheng Huaian was startled when he heard the Buddha shouting, and then he saw the Buddhas asking for another ancient Buddha relic from the pagoda.

He turned around and ran without looking back, turning into a flash of lightning and disappearing in the sky.

At this moment, he was seriously injured, with little mana and essence left. It was okay to kill those Buddhas, but if he resisted this ancient Buddha phantom, he might lose his life here.

Seeing Sheng Huaian disappear in the sky, the withered leaves Buddha and others breathed a sigh of relief.

They were not sure whether they could really resist Sheng Huaian by asking the ancient Buddha phantom.

Both sides were almost at the end of their strength.

Seeing Sheng Huaian retreat, the withered leaves Buddha and others did not think it was a good thing.

Once Sheng Huaian attacks next time, can they still withstand it?

"Amitabha, this demon retreating is not necessarily a good thing."

"Hey, how could my Dazhen Ancient Buddha Temple provoke such a big demon!?"

"Seal the temple, open the sect protection formation, and we will guard it ourselves."

"That's all we can do."

In addition to a few Buddhas and Bodhisattvas in the temple, the surviving monks, masters, and Zen masters were all cheering.

"Amitabha, my Buddha is mighty!"

They beat the big demon away and spread the power of Buddha, so they were naturally cheering.

"Amitabha, this temple suffered heavy losses in order to resist the big demon. This Buddha decided to close my Dazhen Ancient Buddha Temple for sixty years. I hope you will practice well and improve your strength." The voice of the Withered Leaf Buddha sounded above the Buddhist temple.

The monks in the Buddhist temple were stunned for a long time after hearing this.

Seal the temple?

This situation has never happened in the past three thousand years.

It is incredible that the ancient temple of ten thousand years was closed by Sheng Huaian to avoid disaster.

"Uncle Master!" Xuanye looked at the Withered Leaf Buddha, his eyes full of worry.

"After this battle, I am afraid I can only live for sixty years. If I can't go further!" The Withered Leaf Buddha looked at Xuanye and others.

The eyes were full of worry, and the meaning was self-evident.

Ancient Buddha, has not appeared for more than 3,000 years.

Sheng Huaian, who was escaping, naturally didn't know about it. Although he fled in a mess, Sheng Huaian swore in his heart that he would definitely destroy the ancient temple in the future.

Back to the military camp, Wang Zhan and others were shocked when they saw Sheng Huaian's appearance.

"General, what happened to you?"

Wang Zhan had never seen Sheng Huaian so embarrassed.

In his impression, Sheng Huaian was invincible. How come he went out today and came back seriously injured.

Sheng Huaian waved his hand and said, "It's okay, it doesn't matter, I went to fight with others!"

He said it very easily, but Wang Zhan was extremely shocked. He knew that Sheng Huaian's strength was terrifying. This must be a terrifying and powerful enemy to make Sheng Huaian like this.

Wang Zhan opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but he couldn't say it.

With Sheng Huaian's almost invincible strength, he couldn't solve the enemy, so it was pale to say anything.

"Pass the order down, the army takes the spoils and withdraws from the plateau." Sheng Huaian ordered Wang Zhan.

"Yes, General!!" Wang Zhan took the order and went to convey Sheng Huaian's military order.