Chapter 246 The Death of Tathagata

Fairyland, Lingxiao City.

Since ancient times, some people have said that the rising sun in Lingxiao City is the most beautiful, and this is not an exaggeration. Lingxiao City is supported by powerful magic power, suspended in the air and faded out of the sea of ​​clouds. Such a majestic building is undoubtedly the best in the six realms. Whether it is the solemn Leiyin Temple, the Thousand Ghost Hall surrounded by yin energy, the dark and deep fairy castle, or even the towering Demon Palace, like a tiger sitting on a dragon, it cannot be compared with the center of this long-standing and long-standing fairy world.

When the morning sun rose, the fire clouds did not roll up for a day. It was surrounded by a light rose-colored morning ritual. The rising sun in Lingxiao Palace was not as hot as it was in a suffocating and dry days, nor was it the dark purple color before the storm, but it carried a bright and soft light, floating faintly from behind a narrow cloud.

On the ridge of Lingxiao Palace, a tall and thin man in black clothes and white hair stood in front of the sun, with his hands on his back, and his eyes turned to the western sky. The faint sun quietly covered his silent figure, and the warm sunshine covered his whole body, but could not shine into his closed heart and could not scatter his cold thoughts.

There is only one such person in the world, and that is the Demon Emperor Han Yixiao.

The sky in the west was clear, and you could vaguely see the top of Gulang Mountain covered with snow dozens of miles away. Han Yixiao frowned. Yang Tianxing and Qi Zhan had been there for three days. Could it be that they really go away forever?

"Brother Han is missing Yang Tian again?" A gentle and dreamy voice sounded behind him, with a faint resentment in his tone.

Han Yixiao did not look back, but a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and said leisurely: "Fairy, we have probably not seen each other for some years, right?"

Fairy Qin was slightly stunned, raised her skirt and walked to Han Yixiao's side, sighed: "Yes, it's been eight years since the last time I parted." She turned her head and looked at Han Yixiao deeply. This person who made her dreams lingering is now close. The morning breeze blew gently, making her look like a snow-white dress, softly floating.

There were a few soft hair on her temples, which were blown by the wind, brushing past her fair face and passing through her blurred eyes, but she seemed to have no attention at all, staring at the people around her quietly. The bright autumn lake was full of affection.

Han Yixiao sighed in his heart, looked into the distance silently, and never looked at Fairy Qin from beginning to end. He also knew that Qin Qing's affection for him, but he was born in the devil's way and did not need love at all, nor could he accommodate love at all. He knew that his brotherhood with Yang Tianxing had become his fatal flaw. He was as wise as Han Yixiao, who naturally did not want any flaws. This is Han Yixiao, a peerless and powerful man who was destined to be lonely, ruthless and unrighteous. So he had to choose to remain silent, because he knew that as long as he looked at Qin Qing, he would only bring deeper damage to the other party.

Fairy Qin looked at the face deeply engraved in her heart, tears silently slid down her face, and the wind blew her thin and fragile body at this moment, and her heart was as cold as ice. Little by little, what appeared in the heart, how did the originally gentle feelings slowly turn into sadness. Once, then, like an invisible blade, ruthlessly stabbing in the heart.

I don’t know how long it took, but one person left and the other person came. The one who left was Fairy Qin, the heartbroken sad man, but Chi Yuekong came.

Chi Yuekong witnessed the scene just now, looked at Han Yixiao's cold and ruthless face, and sighed: "Brother Han is too unkind, it's pitiful to Fairy Qin's unrequited love."

Han Yixiao turned his head and looked at him, and said coldly: "Brother Chi is so passionate."

Chi Yuekong smiled bitterly and said, "Brother Han is sarcastic and praise me. Okay, let's not talk about this anymore, let's talk about the serious matters. Qi Zhan and Yang Tianxing have been there for three days. Do you see if something will happen?"

Han Yixiao shook his head and said lightly: "With Qi Zhan here, nothing should happen."

Chi Yuekong nodded and said, "I hope this is the case."

Han Yixiao stopped talking and was silent for a while. He suddenly felt aroused in his heart, looked up at the western sky, frowned and said, "They are finally here."

Chi Yuekong was stunned at first, but then he sensed the powerful true energy fluctuation. His face changed and he sneered: "There are still many people coming. It seems that Dugu Yan and Zhao Hanshui are preparing to fight to the death this time."

In a short while, several figures appeared around the two of them, namely Wu Wang Liezhen, Li Longwu, Kriman and others. A group of people looked at the western sky together, and saw more than a dozen black dots coming in the air like meteors. In a blink of an eye, they arrived at the square in front of Lingxiao Palace. It was the light left and right envoys, the four light guardians, and a Tathagata, who almost gathered all the top masters of the Light Temple, but they did not see Zhu Feng appear.

Dugu Yan and Zhao Hanshui stood side by side, followed by the four great light offerings, then the four great light protectors and Tathagata. The group slowly approached Lingxiao Palace in a triangular array.

Zhao Hanshui was wearing a long robe like snow, and his white bone fan shook lightly. He glanced at the heroes on the top of Lingxiao Palace. His eyes fell on Han Yixiao, and he made a "tsk tsk" sound. He smiled and said, "Brother Yixiao, I haven't seen him for several days, and his style is still the same." He seemed not to care about the hatred he had formed with Han Yixiao a few days ago.

Han Yixiao smiled slightly and said leisurely: "Brother Hanshui is as charming as before, which makes Han feel even more relieved."

Dugu Yan snorted coldly, and a low voice came from under the mask: "Stop talking nonsense, I believe you already know the purpose of my visit today. Should you give up Lingxiao Palace by yourself, or let me take action?"

Chi Yuekong stared at Dugu Yan's pupils shrinking, and said coldly: "Dugu Yan, you are too arrogant. Su Wen is known as the cold-faced King of Hell. Chi is not talented, so he wants to learn the tricks."

Dugu Yan looked at Chi Yuekong coldly and said disdainfully: "This is probably Chi Yuekong, the demon emperor who was resurrected from the dead. You are not qualified to challenge me."

Chi Yuekong laughed furiously, flew down and landed ten feet away in front of Dugu Yan. He looked up with his head held high, his hands were carried on his back, and sneered, "Are you afraid of me Chi Yuekong?" There was a lot of sarcasm in his words.

Dugu Yan was furious, his eyes flashed with cold light, showing that he was murderous intent. The atmosphere at the scene suddenly became tense. Chi Yuekong and Dugu Yan looked at each other. Although they had not really taken action, the aura of the two was already invisibly confronting. Dugu Yan was extremely conceited and thought that Han Yixiao and the other ones were qualified to fight him. They did not take other masters seriously, but they did not expect Chi Yuekong's aura to be unexpectedly strong. His black soul demonic aura did not take much advantage, so he was shocked.

Just as the qi was tense, Zhao Hanshui's voice sounded: "Brother Dugu is angry for the time being. Listen to me, everyone present is the best masters of the world. Wouldn't such a melee that does not follow the rules make the heroes of the world laugh at? Zhao has a suggestion that both sides of us will send five people to fight for five games, and the loser will withdraw on his own. How about it?"

Before he finished speaking, Dugu Yan opposed: "I do not agree. The winner is the king, and the loser is the enemy. What is the rule?"

The smile on Zhao Hanshui's face froze, and he looked a little embarrassed, and he sneered: "What are the opinions of Brother Dugu?"

A cold light flashed in Dugu Yan's eyes and said coldly: "Brother Zhao, don't forget our mission. Lord God is about to rule the world. How can these little ones survive in the world and let the tiger return to the mountain. There are endless troubles. I want to catch them all in one place."

Zhao Hanshui was about to get angry, and a heroic laughter suddenly broke through the air: "Brother Dugu is so domineering, I'm willing to learn the tricks." While the laughter was still echoing, a figure suddenly flashed and fell next to Chi Yuekong. This man was burly, wearing a blue cloth robe, and a hat on his head. His hair hanging from the edge of the hat was silver-white, and his feet were wearing straw sandals, which was very elegant.

Dugu Yan was stunned for a moment, looked at the person who came for a while, and said in a deep voice: "Who is your lord?"

The man in green raised the brim of his hat, revealing an old face, looking at Dugu Yan and said lightly: "I am Wei Qing."

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone was shocked. Wei Qing, a superb figure who was as famous as Qi Zhan, has been hiding in the mountains and forests since the battle with Yang Tianxing. Later, he met the Immortal Emperor's edict to guard the Immortal mortal passage. When the storms and situations in various circles were changing, this older generation of masters almost faded out of people's sight, but he didn't expect to appear here at this moment.

Han Yixiao, Chi Yuekong and Lie Zhen's eyes fell on Wei Qing at the same time. Although they had long heard of the name of the God of War, they were both the first time they had seen a superb figure who was also among the seven masters of Brahma. The three of them were all very happy. The God of War Wei Qing is a peerless master who is as famous as Tiandao Qi Zhan. With him, he has naturally greatly enhanced his strength.

Dugu Yan and Zhao Hanshui were naturally surprised. They had also heard of the name of the God of War.

Han Yixiao laughed and said, "Han is already well-known for his name. When he saw him today, he is indeed worthy of his reputation."

Wei Qing turned to look at Han Yixiao and smiled and said, "Brother Han has been awarded." Then he greeted Chi Yuekong and Lie Zhen. These four masters naturally appreciate each other.

But Dugu Yan saw Wei Qing and Han Yixiao and others chatting and laughing. If there was no one, he was even more angry and couldn't help but shout, "Who came out to take down this old man?"

"Amitabha, I wish to go." With a voice of the Buddha's name, Gao Xuan, in front of everyone, the Tathagata wearing a purple gold robe slowly stepped out, first bowed to Dugu Yan, then turned to Wei Qing and smiled, "Brother Wei, how has it been good?"

Wei Qing looked at Tathagata coldly and said disdainfully: "You are also a great monk who has attained enlightenment. He actually did something that violates the great way. He abandoned me, Brahma, and was willing to be the lackey of the old thief of light. Today, he asked Wei to practice the way for heaven and kill you, the evil monk."

Tathagata was furious and sneered: "Wei Qing, don't think you are so capable. Even if Qi Zhan is here, I am not afraid of you Wei Qing?"

"Okay! OK! OK!" Wei Qing was so angry that he said three good words in his heart. He reached out to the void and grabbed it. The eight-foot purple light gun appeared out of thin air. The purple light on the spear flickered and dark, and it seemed to contain infinite power. The entire gun body was slender and straight, extremely dark and shiny.

Ru looked at the purple lightning spear, sneered in his heart, and flicked his sleeves, and his whole body was immediately covered with a faint golden light. Even the skin on his body was faint golden light, which was the body of the Vajra Relic. Tathagata had worked hard to study the Vajra Relic for tens of thousands of years, but his true success was after defeating Yang Tianxing. Now his Vajra Relic body has reached a perfect state, so he did not take Wei Qing's purple lightning spear seriously.

Wei Qing let out a long roar and flew up into the air. The purple light gun turned into thousands of gun shadows and fell towards the Tathagata. For a moment, Tathagata was surrounded by blue gun shadows, with the reality and unpredictable reality.

Faced with such a terrifying marksmanship, ordinary masters would choose to avoid the edge of the moment, but if they were from holding the Vajra Relic, they would not dodge or avoid it, and let thousands of gun shadows hit the body. At first, they heard the sound of gold and iron clashing, and countless gun shadows disappeared in a blink of an eye. On the other hand, Tathagata still remained motionless and sneered: "What can I do if the carving insects have a trick?"

Wei Qing flipped in the air and fell backwards, falling across the opposite side of Tathagata, frowned deeply, and was puzzled. You should know that there were at least thousands of gun shadows he had just transformed, each of which was enough to penetrate the golden cracked stone. So many gun shadows hit Tathagata at the same time, and even the powerful body-protecting spirit should be broken. However, Tathagata was as if nothing had happened, so how could he not surprise him?

Just as he was confused, he suddenly saw Tathagata slapped his palm, and a golden handprint took off his palm and came straight to his face. He couldn't help but snorted coldly, not caring about thinking about other things. The purple lightning gun thrust straight forward, and a green air shot out from the tip of the gun, colliding with the handprint in mid-air.

"Bang!" There was a loud noise, and Wei Qing and Tathagata were shocked at the same time, and each took two steps back. A trace of bright redness was applied to Wei Qing's old face, and the surging blood and energy in his body were suppressed. He was shocked and said in his heart: It seems that his true energy is not inferior to me, and with his invulnerable Vajra body, it will be very difficult to defeat him.

On the other side, Tathagata was also shocked and his blood was surging. He thought that with his perfect Vajra Indestructible body and the pure Vajra in his body, he could fight against Qi. The Tathagata's magic palm just now had 80% of his strength, but he could only fight with Wei Qing to equalize him. How to keep him from being shocked? He wanted to be the opponent or Qi Zhan, but he still couldn't beat him.

The two masters had their own thoughts, but they were not idle. Wei Qing's heart was filled with a heroic spirit, like galloping on the battlefield and killing thousands of troops. With a long roar, it rose away from the ground and flew towards Tathagata like lightning. It showed its purple lightning spear technique, which was famous all over the world. The gun wandered around the dragon, the energy was like lightning, and the sky was like a sky, with no trace at all. The solemn place was like a mountain, the light and a breeze was unpredictable, and the spirit was elusive, and the gun pointed at the gaps and weaknesses of the other party. Every time the gun passed, the wind and thunder came, the lightning and lightning were intertwined, and the tragic momentum was filled with no progress. Tathagata was naturally not an idle person. With the body of the Vajra Relic and various Buddhist techniques, he did not lose at all, but he really lost to Wei Qing in his momentum.

The purple lightning gun technique that shocked the world and the world was so shocking that everyone present saw it for the first time. They were involuntarily intimidated by Wei Qing's demeanor, and they all understood in their hearts where Wei Qing's name came from.

When the two of them reached the end of their fight, Wei Qing suddenly let out a long roar, and the purple lightning gun in his hand suddenly shot laser. The man followed the gun and went straight into the sky. However, the shadow of the gun was still there, and the sound of wind and thunder was endless. Everyone held their breath and looked into the sky, but Wei Qing was no longer visible. Just as they were wondering, suddenly there was a thunderous wave on the sunny day, and the lightning was dancing wildly, winding, and a dragon roar was faintly heard from the sky.

Everyone was surprised.

Suddenly, loud noises of the sky collapsed and the earth were deafening. Thousands of lightning lights flashed together in the sky, and lightning balls rushed from time to time in the sky. A strange scene appeared. Countless lights gathered from all directions, and finally turned into the shape of a dragon. With the loud roar of the electric dragon, the whole world seemed to be shocked. Then the electric dragon dived from a high altitude, tearing through the sky, and rushing towards the Tathagata. For a moment, everyone's expression changed, and each released his body-protecting spirit and was highly alert.

Tathagata's face suddenly turned pale as paper and his expression was tragic. He could not have imagined that Wei Qing's spear technique had such an unpredictable power as ghosts and gods. He did not dare to neglect at the moment, so he urgently recited the Vajra Mantra and asked the Dharma body of the Buddha Lan Deng to come out.

The electric dragon did not see the Lan Deng Dharma Body above the Tathagata, and the momentum hit the rainbow. The Lan Deng Dharma Body's golden light was magnificent, and a huge Buddha word appeared out of thin air.

"Bang!" There was a loud noise from the ground, and the electric dragon and the word Buddha collided in the air. Countless lightning and lightning burst out from the mouth of the electric dragon. The word Buddha could not resist and scattered. The Dharma body of Lan Deng was injured and disappeared without waiting for the Tathagata to stop the mantra. The electric dragon flew down like a bamboo shoot...

The Tathagata's face is like earth. If he wants to dodge, he has to rely on his indestructible body to block the attack of the electric dragon.

With a huge roar, the electric dragon pounced on his head...

There was no expected collapse of the sky and the earth, only a burst of extremely dazzling light flashed, making people open their eyes like blindness. When everyone opened their eyes again, they saw an incredible scene.

The previous electric dragon had disappeared, and Tathagata was still standing there "still motionless", with his hands folded, his eyes wide open, and his eyes full of incredible expressions. Behind him, there was another person - the God of War Wei Qing.

The Tathagata's mind was in his mind when Yang Tianxing was attacked by Manjushri Bodhisattva and "deathed tragically". He looked at the blood gushing out of his chest and the tip of the purple lightning gun that was passing through his chest, and then a burst of heartache. He could never have imagined that the body of the Vajra Relic that he was proud of would be broken, and he would not have thought that he would be defeated by Wei Qing.

With a sound of "Peng!", this generation of Buddha fell to the ground with unfulfilled "ambition" and unrepaid deep hatred, and walked his whole life.
Chapter completed!