The Immortal Emperor is so fertile

"Kneel!"

"Kneel!"

"Kneel!"

...

Millions of Qin soldiers shouted in unison, the sound was like thunder.

Fang Hanshan was shocked.

Ordinary soldiers could not make such a loud shout. The Qin soldiers must be all warriors, and they were high-level warriors!

In an instant, he understood that Ying Tian was determined to win the Ghost State!

He had to fight to the death... Fang Hanshan pinched the spell with his hand, and the Demonic Ghost appeared behind him again.

He suddenly became confident.

The Demonic Ghost was the leader of the evil cultivators in his lifetime, and his cultivation was all-powerful. Although his cultivation dropped sharply after his death, he still had the combat power that was not inferior to the cultivators in the Immortal Realm!

With the rich ghost energy in the Ghost State, the Demonic Ghost's combat power could be raised to another level!

He firmly believed that he would win this battle!

Even if Ying Tian didn't know how to hook up with the Siren Clan!

Feeling Fang Hanshan's fighting spirit, Prime Minister Turtle's eyes rolled around twice and decided to take the initiative as before!

No other reason, Yu Weiwei is pregnant.

Ying Tian is already the Emperor of Qin, and all of Ying Tian's sons are surnamed Qin, which means that Qin Tian has not decided to inherit the Qin State. Therefore, if he makes great achievements, the child in Yu Weiwei's belly may become the crown prince of the Qin State!

The important thing is that the Sea Emperor has only one princess, Yu Weiwei, and the throne of the Sea Emperor will inevitably fall into Yu Weiwei's hands in the future!

By then, Yu Weiwei's son will have the dual identities of the crown prince of the Qin State and the crown prince of the sea clan!

If the other party becomes the emperor of man again...

Prime Minister Turtle dare not imagine what the world will be like at that time, but even if he has only a few thoughts in his mind, his face is flushed with excitement, and his breathing is much more rapid!

Just as he stepped forward, he was suddenly stopped by Ying Tian.

"Prime Minister Turtle, step down!"

Ying Tian slowly descended from the sky, his sleeves fluttering, and said loudly: "Remember this, he is not an ordinary king, he is the king of Ghost State, the king of Ghost State who has served with me!"

"No one here is worthy of ending his life except me!"

...

Prime Minister Turtle silently stepped down.

On the opposite side, the Fang clan ghost cultivators who came one after another were in an uproar.

Their anger was naturally directed at the phrase "end life" that Qin Tian said!

After all, in their opinion, their own demonic ghosts have profound cultivation and are invincible, so killing little Ying Tian is a piece of cake!

So, a white-haired old man stood up and looked at Fang Hanshan: "Xiao Shanzi, our Fang clan has the current status, and it is also through the mountains of swords and seas of fire. Let's not lose face!"

The Fang clan ghost cultivators cheered.

"The ancestor is right!"

"Be alert, kill the Qin army without leaving a single piece of armor!"

...

Ying Tian: "..."

He couldn't help but flash a bit of funny on his face.

But Fang Hanshan didn't notice it.

On the contrary.

He felt that his people's words filled him with fighting spirit!

So, he shook his sleeves and glared at Ying Tian: "Qin, you are a lustful and lecherous man! You are just an abandoned disciple of Qingyun Sect, a waste who was driven out of the mountain gate. You stole the land of the three states of Dazhou by chance. You dare to speak shamelessly in front of me and say that you will end my life!"

"Bah!"

"Try it if you dare!"

After he finished speaking, the demon ghost behind him roared to the sky, and the tragic cry echoed in the world, like a lone wolf crying to the moon, like an evil ghost crying at the grave.

The wind was strong.

The tornadoes were centered on the demon ghost, and the sand and gravel were like dragons, covering the sky and the sun, rolling up to the sky in circles, as if the most terrible sandstorm was coming.

And in the swirling hurricane of wild sand, there were faint shadows. They were twisted and uncertain, invisible and intangible, with a heavy yin aura, screaming shrilly, and constantly pounced on the demon ghost.

These are the evil ghosts raised by the Fang clan. The demon ghost can greatly improve its combat power by devouring them!

West of the City of Death.

Endless fertile fields withered rapidly in the flying sand and rocks, and the ground was desolate and yellow, as if all the water had been drained. The people, powerful people, cultivators, and warriors living outside the city all stood still, their skin and muscles dehydrated inch by inch, and their souls flew out of their bodies and headed for the demon ghost in the distance!

This terrible scene did not stop at the outskirts of the west of the City of Death, but quickly began to spread, sweeping towards all the surrounding towns and villages without a city defense formation, draining the souls of all living beings and withering the entire earth!

In the wind and sand, every acupoint in the body of the demon ghost was shining with light, but the light was full of death, which made people shudder and their hair stand on end!

Then, the color of light condensed into a myriad of strange gods, a total of 365, forming the number of Zhou Tianxingdou, swaying, blooming with infinite pale color, filling the entire sky!

Then, the starlight turned into a long sword filled with death and appeared in the hands of the demon ghost.

The sword light lit up, and all the colors in front of Ying Tian faded, red, green, purple, and yellow, all disappeared, and only the dark color remained between heaven and earth, and everything was still, as if solidified!

Fang Hanshan laughed loudly.

"This sword will cost the lives of two million people, Qin Tian, ​​can you bear it?"

"Evil ghost destroys the sky!"

"Cut!"

The long sword fell, and there was chaos, like yin and yang, like hard and soft, and it was difficult to distinguish. The infinite ghost energy inside was like a substance, which made people shudder and sweat.

Ying Tian's mouth corners slightly raised.

He had no confidence that he could kill the demonic ghost, but the other party's behavior of absorbing evil ghosts and devouring living beings in order to improve combat power triggered his sword intent.

Help the needy and protect the people!

Ying Tian's mind moved, and the shadow of the towering Fusang tree appeared behind him. There were ten golden crows sitting cross-legged on the tree branches, with their wings wrapped around the mallet, tapping the wooden fish.

Tap tap tap!

Ten suns came out at the same time, and the infinite light swept away the dark haze!

The demon ghost cried out in grief, and a wisp of white mist came out of his body. Fang Hanshan, who was connected to his soul, looked painful, and his skin, which was impervious to water and fire, was covered with burns!

"Ah!"

He roared in pain, and the speed at which the long sword in the demon ghost's hand fell was faster and faster than lightning.

At this moment, the ten golden crows slowly merged together and transformed into a human figure, with a body full of colored glaze and golden light, illuminating one side, driving away the darkness, and making the light pure!

This is the image of the Buddha transformed by the "Great Sun Tathagata Sutra"!

The Buddha was extremely huge, with his head touching the sky and his feet on the ground, as if the entire sky was occupied by him. He pointed to the sky with one hand and the ground with the other, showing great purity, great compassion, and great liberation!

The Fang clan ghost cultivators were caught off guard and were illuminated by the Buddha's light. The evil ghosts protecting their bodies were instantly liberated by the Buddha's light. Even the ghost arts they practiced were weakened, and they ran around in pain.

"What?"

"Mahavairocana?"

"Did Qin Tian abandon Taoism and join Buddhism?"

"I don't think so. This should be the incarnation of the practice. Qin Tian himself is still the Taoist wood-attributed art!"

...

Amidst the discussions, the Fang clan ghost cultivators suddenly heard a sigh, which seemed compassionate and vast. The world was long and time was fleeting!

They turned around suddenly and saw Ying Tian pointing one hand to the sky and the other to the ground, making the same pose as the image of Vairocana. In their consciousness, the whole person suddenly became extremely tall, with a face full of holiness, compassion, solemnity, purity, and supremacy!

Then, thunder sounded.

"Great and Mighty Heavenly Dragon, the World Honored One Ksitigarbha, the Prajnaparamita Buddhas, the Prajnaparamita Bamakong!"