Destiny is ashes

Chapter 652: The World is Wrong (W word update)
"How do we free this little guy?"

Huo Qing whispered. He always wanted to solve the problem: "Should we go with the cat body or with the human body?"

The living body is too large to fit into the Taixu magic weapon. If we want to save people, we can't continue searching the secret niche and the main control room, and there is no way to completely eradicate the problem.

"If it doesn't work, you can take your people and leave first."

An Jing also calmed down at this moment, at least on the surface: "Their main combatants have been defeated, and I can deal with the rest by myself."

"As for now, I'll see if there's any data I can decrypt... It's highly authorized and can't be easily seen."

"also."

Huo Qing believed in An Jing 100%, and Nian Quan was also in distress: "It's impossible to take away both the male and female bodies... Damn, the people above are really playing tricks!"

He had also been spied on by others before, so he understood this point a little more and felt a chill.

"Were you originally a man or a woman?"

Huo Qing leaned down and asked the white cat.

The white cat took two steps back in fear and meowed twice.

It doesn't know.

"Which body do you want?"

Huo Qing changed the way he asked the question. The white cat's violet eyes scanned the three people. It felt that these three people really wanted to help it, but it didn't dare to believe it.

It just saw An Jing and others destroying their brains and bodies, and thought they would destroy their own "bodies" in the same way to free themselves... It never thought that this group of killing gods would actually save people.

Glancing at the three people uneasily, the white cat pointed its tail towards the girl.

This is not necessarily true.

The three people present were very smart. They noticed that the white cat was feeling fearful and uneasy. The reason why it chose a female body might be simply because... they were all men?
"Hmph." Nianquan felt his sword itching, but he couldn't find any enemies to kill, so he could only grit his teeth and say, "This is just the Yekan Gang. How many gangs are there in Xuanye City? How many places are there to hide evil?"

“The groups and companies that support all this…what on earth do they gain from this?!”

This is a question he wants to find the answer to.

At the same time, An Jing has switched to the 'seventh generation chip' and tried to use high-level permissions to parse relevant information about the 'white cat'.

Because the high-level authority in his hands came from Xuandu, An Jing was actually just planning to do a simple shallow search, but he didn't expect that this authority would go all the way to the researcher's record log.

This should be the diary of a certain group research director. It is very scattered and consists of only essays.

[The cloning of the Pure Land people was very successful]

[However, their authority does not lie in their physical bloodline but in a special spiritual frequency, so they still cannot open the 'Xishuo Gate'. This was known long before cloning, so there was no pressure from above. After all, similar bodies are also a prerequisite for similar spiritual frequencies.]

[The probability of the Qing family's body having special spiritual roots is quite high, while the Yin family's soul is more special. The difference between the Pure Land people and us is that if they want to maintain this special talent, they must live in a high-purity spiritual environment, and their physical strength is not high. In short, they can only live in a low-gravity and high-spiritual environment. They should be the Taixu human race that evolved specifically for the Taixu environment during the Daoting period.]

[Yangon Medical applied for cooperation. Their research direction is how to solve the "mystery of the womb" through the special soul reincarnation process of the Pure Land people. This is an old project. It is said that the Taoist court back then had the technology to directly solve the mystery of the womb, but later it was discovered that experiencing the mystery of the womb can restore the vitality of the soul and improve the carrying capacity of the supernatural power, so it was abandoned - now we have to reinvent the wheel]

[According to the classics left by the Dao Court, the original path of the ancient Dao Court was to simulate the Dao. They could simulate ancient monsters and spirit beasts, obtain their magical powers, and then develop the immortal inheritance and Taoist magical powers belonging to our human race. In this process, the pseudo-Daoists would be disturbed by the will of the beasts in their blood. They sharpened their souls by fighting against the will of their blood, and mastered the technique of "breaking the mystery in the womb" - compared with the blood will of monsters, the mystery in the womb is actually mainly because reincarnation weakens the self-nature of the soul, which is not too difficult.]

[Where are the pseudo-Taoists now? Can the intelligent demon spirits be used? ]

[Alas, the higher-ups have given us instructions. Intelligent demon spirits are a branch of the human race and are also important allies of the group. We cannot do anything that will affect unity. It’s hard to find observation samples…]

[The research has reached a bottleneck. It seems that the special soul frequency of the Pure Land people is caused by the acquired practice. The physical body is only a basic condition, and the core is inheritance. However, the group and the Pure Land people are in a very bad relationship, so it is impossible to obtain the inheritance.]

[Damn it, no more funding. What do you mean by starting to be friendly to the people of the Pure Land and not doing things that are not in solidarity? They have been fighting for decades and are now starting to be soft? Are the people above them mentally ill? ]

[But the project has to continue. At least we have to find the source of the special spiritual roots of the Pure Land people. Only with this achievement can I become the Chief Technology Officer. It is too late to switch to other research. The limit of this body is also approaching.]

[Alas, the ascension was too complete, and the soul can no longer support it... The spiritual roots of this body are too poor. It would be great if I were also a Pure Land person. I wonder how much smoother my cultivation would be with special spiritual roots.]

[The partners at Taoyuan Medical have given a lot of good deeds. They want to conduct experiments on multiple consciousness transfer. The technology of Yuhua Dao and the bodies of the Pure Land people are indeed useful. Whether it is the spiritual roots or the supernatural powers, they are all good things, especially those that are suitable for the Taixu Skyship. Transfer a few clones to them. Anyway, they have blood roots and can't use them all.]

[…An anonymous supporter requested several blank consciousness bodies, and also requested to customize the age and body shape…These masters are really playing tricks. The Pure Land People are very weak, and they will die if they are not careful. But dying quickly is also a good thing. This way, if they want Pure Land People pets again, they will have to buy them from me.]

[More and more people are requesting customization. I don’t know if it’s a vessel for possession or a plaything. There aren’t that many real people who meet the requirements. It feels like they are all bought by rich people from aristocratic families to show off... At least they give good deeds, so I can continue my research.]

[There has been some progress. The prerequisite is indeed a high-purity spiritual energy environment. The nervous system of the Pure Land people is actually different from ours. They are very sensitive to spiritual energy. The different spiritual roots are not natural, but the result of mutations in different spiritual energy environments. This mutation is similar to a subspecies of demon beasts and can be affected by humans.]

[We need more normal humans and Pure Land people as control test subjects. The spiritual stone requirement is also very high. Good deeds flow like water... This research cannot be done in the inner city. Let's see if we can find someone to take over the research with low-level test subjects.]

The log ended here. This log was left at the bottom of the project, and it should have been copied along with the details of the entire project. The reason why it ended abruptly was probably because the research director transferred the relatively low-end experiments to other people, and finally it ended up in the hands of the Night Altar Gang.

This is indeed a good choice. The lower level has enough materials for comparative research, and the Yekan Gang also has more abundant spirit stones than other lower-level forces at that time, and is likely to give the most good deeds and tributes.

“This project is not just Luofu, it’s a multi-party collaboration, no wonder Xuandu’s authority is also useful.”

An Jing took a quick look at the relevant details and nodded slightly to confirm: "So that's how it is. Many branches have been derived from the initial project, just like in the previous life. One main research topic can lead to ten secondary topics. Secondary topics are further derived and put into practical use. Part of the research results are exchanged for benefits, or made into products to maintain the subsequent main research..."

Just like human will, research itself will also deteriorate. For the sake of funding and good deeds, everything deviates from the original direction and begins to [degenerate].

The original research was to gain [the authority of the Pure Land People in the ancient ruins and open the Gate of Xishuo]. However, this research path was not feasible because the most critical material [the special inheritance of the Pure Land People] was not obtained, and the entire research was temporarily halted.

However, because the research director has found several new research directions [The special spiritual roots and supernatural powers of the people of the Pure Land], [The impact of the special supernatural powers of the people of the Pure Land on the mysteries in the womb] and [The multiple consciousness transfers of special souls], these are also quite large topics and it is entirely possible to find enough collaborators, so the research will continue.

However, without group funding, this sporadic support is not sustainable. But the director cannot give up either, because his body and soul are almost at their limits, and he also wants to create a superior Pure Land body for himself through his own research.

For this reason, he could only gradually lower his bottom line, start selling his own experimental subjects, and accept some non-research-related private demands... He even handed over part of the technology and research to grassroots organizations such as the Yekan Gang, which had certain technologies and abundant cash flow, in exchange for more research funds.

The white cat was probably specially customized by a noble family or a real person, and it cost a lot of money, because Fu Xie could see that the two bodies, the boy had the 'ice spiritual root' of water and gold, the girl had the 'wind spiritual root' of fire and wood, and the cat also had a spiritual root, which was 'earth'.

It is incredible that three bodies have all five elements. This is probably a special requirement or the result of related technical research. An Jing can be sure that this existence with one soul, multiple bodies and three different spiritual roots will have an extremely keen perception of spiritual power.

Although it is a different body, the soul will possess the characteristics of the five elements. If it grows up and is reincarnated in the future, under the influence of the soul, it may even produce results such as 'multiple spiritual roots' that are close to 'natural Taoist body'.

If there is a real person who wants to use this technology to take over the body of a Pure Land citizen, grow into a real person again, cultivate the five elements of his soul, and then reincarnate, he might be able to gradually gather all the conditions for a 'natural Taoist body'!
Then the foundation of the great way will be truly laid.

"This is the Buddhist practice. The people of the Pure Land actually have a close relationship with Buddhism."

Fu Xie whispered, "Buddhists specialize in cultivating the soul, and the body is just a shell. They regard the 'self' as an external appearance, and only cultivate a little bit of their true nature. As long as they can experience enough reincarnations, there will always be a life where they will be closer to 'Bodhi' because of the increasingly powerful soul essence."

"But... the orthodox Buddhists pay attention to the law of cause and effect, and never deliberately select the conditions for reincarnation, and they will never practice based on 'taking over another's body'..."

"You can't do the orthodox immortal way either." An Jing laughed dumbly: "Deviating from the right way is the devil's way. This is the most orthodox method of the great devil."

"The immortals must have lived too long to figure out so many 'regret pills'. Ha, this is really the advanced martial arts of fate. Life is so short, it is impossible not to thank heaven and earth. What heaven gives you is yours. If it is not given to you, you have to 'overcome the disaster' if you want to steal it."

At this moment, Huo Qing and the others had also packed a large box and put the white cat, the brain and the girl's body in it. As for the boy's body, it could not be taken away at the moment. According to the white cat's own reaction, it wanted to destroy the body as soon as possible.

They all knew that the best way to deal with it was actually to follow the white cat's own thoughts and completely destroy it and its entire body. In this way, they could both let it rest in peace and cut off the cause and effect.

If you insist on saving him, you might have to confront a mysterious real person or a noble family in the future.

But how could An Jing be afraid of this? He really wanted to meet these beasts.

"Find a chance to get out."

The results of this battle were rich enough. The three men almost emptied out the personnel, armory and treasure house of the Yekan Gang. An Jing even got the experimental plan related to the "People of the Pure Land". Although the technology involved was very basic, it was a field that large groups would never be able to touch in their lifetime for the lower-level forces.

As for now, after rescuing the white cat, if she can restore its human body, perhaps she still knows a lot of valuable information.

But just as An Jing spoke, he felt an unusual force approaching him.

"Ok?"

An Jing looked at the entrance to the treasure room, raised his hand, and motioned Huo Qing and Nian Quan to stay where they were: "It seems that the gang leader who won the resurrection match couldn't help it and brought a group of new people here."

His expression was calm, but his eyes, filled with burning light, carried a hint of unbearable murderous intent: "Stop here and look for a chance to support me. The ones coming this time are no ordinary people."

some time ago.

"What do you mean by 'can't withdraw'?!"

In the central control room of the Night Niche Gang located at the center of the bottom formation, the Dark Niche soul that was awakened by the death of the main body - now the main soul - almost broke through the defense after hearing the news from the action team in front: "The Rusty Feather Platform recruited a large number of mercenaries and held you back? Damn it, Third Brother, I'll kill you, how the hell did you confirm the information?!"

The third brother died too early, so he had no place to vent his anger. An Ni could only grit his teeth and download himself into his main combat body, a combat body that was as thin as a blade and as black as obsidian.

This specially built combat body can exert his strength to one hundred fifty percent, but except for the spinal cord structure used to carry the soul, there is no more flesh and blood in this body. In other words, from now on, he has become a cultivator with an ascension rate of over ninety-five percent, isolated from most of the enjoyment and happiness of the human world. He is just a little bit away from becoming a being similar to an artifact spirit, and it will be difficult for him to practice and advance.

He hated An Xuan who destroyed everything, but his electronic brain told him that even if he challenged An Jing with his current strength, he would just be killed by a blasting sword again. His 150% and combat-specialized body were nothing more than turning An Jing from a roadside rat into a roadside wild dog, which could be kicked to death.

But it is absolutely impossible for Ankan to give up - he has spent his entire life's energy in running the Yekan Gang until now, not to mention that there are too many secrets in the Yekan Gang. If it is really destroyed, he will definitely not be able to survive alone. Those 'masters' who use him to do dirty work will never tolerate their black gloves exposing any of their weaknesses and secrets. He will die, and die much earlier than An Xuan.

Unless he can capture An Xuan and achieve this almost impossible miracle.

"calm down……"

Gritting his teeth, Ankan operated the Yekan Gang's formation to prevent An Xuan and others from advancing, while trying to calm himself down and think of countermeasures. But soon, he could no longer keep calm.

Because he saw that An Xuan and others, for some unknown reason, walked straight to his treasure room!
"An-Xuan!"

Ankan's eyes were red with anger, he saw with his own eyes how An Xuan and others destroyed his experimental subjects along the way. That was actually quite acceptable, because even if An Xuan didn't destroy them, he would have dealt with them himself... But the treasure room was different, it not only contained his property for a comeback, but also the pet that 'that Lord' had reserved'!

If I fail to complete this task, I will have to hide my identity, wander in the wilderness, and become a damn wilder!
"Boss, it looks like you need help."

At some point, another person suddenly appeared in the central control room. The old man from Shengzhi Medical smiled and said, "If you don't mind, how about handing over the control of the formation to me?"

"Mr. Luo..."

Ankan did not dare to be negligent towards the envoy of Shengzhi Medical, even if he was only traveling in a private capacity: "As you can see, we... have suffered heavy damage. If you want a large formation, please ask for your instructions."

"Very good." The old man surnamed Luo nodded: "Come and cooperate with me to talk to that immortal spirit root."

Although he said "let's talk", his tone did not convey any intention of negotiation. After hearing this, Ankan showed an ecstatic expression: "Could it be that it is the higher-ups..."

——Are the higher-ups finally going to recruit me?! If so, then An Xuan's attack might actually be a good thing!

"No, don't talk too much."

Luo Lao shook his head, and although Ankan was a little disappointed and knew that he had said the wrong thing, he still handed over the authority of the formation to the other party. He was very excited: "You tell me!"

"Very well, first you have to die."

Old Luo nodded slightly, then raised his hand and slapped Ankan in the chest with all his strength. There was a dull thud, and before Ankan could react, the remaining soul of Ankan completely dissipated, and the entire Tianji cyborg stopped in place, motionless.

Then, he casually took out a soul chip from his body and inserted it into the prosthesis. A dim light flashed, and the prosthesis started again. It knelt on one knee respectfully in front of Luo Lao and bowed its head: [Greetings, Butler Luo]

"Call the guards to come and take the young master away."

Killing Ankan was like killing a dog. Luo Lao did not show any emotion. A faint blue light shone in his eyes. He began to control the formation, blocking all the entrances and exits of the Yekan Gang's underground base: "Eliminate all living people, seal off this place, and forbid anyone to approach."

【Obide】

The guard who had obtained the Dark Niche combat prosthesis stood up, and as the signal was sent out, a series of phantoms came rapidly flying in the darkness, approaching the direction of the Night Niche Gang.

All the members of the Yekan Gang who had managed to escape had blood gushing from their necks and their heads exploded in the silent shadows. They all died inside and outside the manor on the surface, and their blood soaked the ground.

And so, Old Luo, accompanied by the obedient guards, approached the treasure room of the Yekan Gang.

Everything happened silently, within just a few minutes. Such swift and decisive speed and decision-making were enough to show that Mr. Luo was extremely experienced and had performed similar silencing and blockade tasks countless times.

No one should have reacted.

But at the door of the treasure room, An Jing was waiting for them.

The warrior who could be called a young man was waiting calmly, or perhaps he was in a daze, his furnace-like golden-red eyes dancing, reflecting a burning world.

Since the catastrophe began in the distant past, a long bloody storm lasting thousands or nearly ten thousand years has swept across the entire world. The demonic calamity has spread across the vast land of Tianyuan, sweeping across thousands of cities and immortals under the rule of the Dao Court, bringing almost absolute death and destruction.

All the ancient surnames in the world were uprooted like weeds, and even three branches of the Yuanshen Tianzun lineage that sat in the sky were extinct. In such suffering, the human race survived the battles and sacrifices of countless cultivators and thirty-three immortal gods. This was so lucky and so accidental that it could be called a miracle.

But right now, right before his eyes, someone was wasting this miracle, doing things that were extremely meaningless, exploitative and oppressive.

Sensing the arrival of Luo Lao and the Dharma Guard, he slowly turned his head.

“Cengzhi Medical.”

The young warrior said, "It is you indeed. So, should I kill a few foundation-building warriors next, or should the real warrior do it himself?"

“None of them.” The old man smiled. He put one hand behind his back and the other hand on his chest to salute. “Let me introduce myself. I’m Luo Nu, the deputy director and pharmacist of Shengzhi Medical. The leader of the Yekan Gang, Ankan, is completely dead. The conflict between them and you no longer exists.”

"So next, I'm going to make you a proposal."

"What proposal?"

"We will both work together to study the proposal of the fairy roots."

As the old man spoke, twenty red laser aiming lines were pointed at the young warrior's forehead, heart, lungs, dantian and other places. Silently, many shadowy figures appeared in the shadows. These armored guards were silent, their postures were like rocks, and the special spiritual light guns in their hands did not tremble at all.

"You are cultivating the Taibai Haoling Divine Forbidden Technique, which is one of the five emperors of the ancient Dao Court. Ordinary flying swords, arrows and bullets are ineffective against you."

Ronu led the guards to surround An Jing. He looked relaxed: "These are spiritual light guns, which fire the purest spiritual light shocks. They are the most difficult attack method to be immune to."

"Don't worry, we are just showing off our strength. You have a True Lord behind you, so you will be fine. But you have hindered our work and plans after all. As compensation, we hope you can cooperate with us in doing some experiments."

An Jing didn't care about the red dots that locked onto his every vital point, and said nonchalantly: "What if I say no? You won't kill me anyway."

"Then your friend will die."

Ronu's voice was steady and powerful. "It's not just those two. Believe me, they can't escape. Every one of the Holy Wisdom Guards is a master of killing. They have destroyed countless gangs and wilderness tribes. The Primarch of each of them is the best of the best. In comparison, the guards of other companies are as fragile as babies."

"They will show no mercy, and it will be a very ugly scene. You don't want that kind of outcome."

Hearing this, An Jing laughed.

"Because I have someone behind me, I won't die even if I lose." He whispered to himself, "Just like the Heaven's Will Demon Cult, I had choices from the beginning to the end. Even evil people like you don't want to kill me because I have value. I am a genius."

"In your eyes, I am a human being."

Closing his eyes, then opening them slightly, the warrior sighed, "But unfortunately, in my eyes, you are not human."

"Are you going to refuse?"

Luo Nu frowned and warned, "An Xuan, don't think that you can protect anyone if we don't kill you. You attacked first. Even if we report this to the True Lord, we are still in the right. Cooperating with us is your only way out."

An Jing just looked at the other person calmly, as if he was looking at a corpse.

“I don’t like being threatened.”

He said: "In other words, I don't like being asked to do anything, and I don't like others telling me what is right and what is wrong."

"Maybe it's because I've been rebellious since I was a kid. There are some things I know are right to do, but if someone tells me to do it, I'd rather not do it."

He raised his pace and walked forward against the red dots aimed at his vital points, towards Ronu who was obviously getting nervous and shouting "Stop!": "I have grown up after growing up. I will do what I think should be done, regardless of whether others support or oppose it, because other people's opinions have nothing to do with me."

"It doesn't matter what you think. It's what I think is right that matters."

"Fire!"

Before Ronu gave the order, the instructions transmitted through the chip made these silent guards open fire. Straight, pure rays of light shot out like a white rain curtain.

An Jing's steps paused for a moment, and a white, thick evil spirit emanated from his body, as if it was from the beginning of time. When facing the Taishi Yuansha, his spiritual light disappeared like a stream flowing into the sea, and was absorbed and swallowed by the power manifested from the formation world within his body.

——Isn’t it Taibai Haoling Divine Forbidden? ! This is another kind of Tianzun inheritance of the same level!
Ronu was stunned, but he quickly realized his mistake. He thought that An Xuan had shown all he could when he fought against the Purple Mansion Kun Demon, but he never thought that An Xuan still had some room left.

He quickly stepped back and took out the magic weapon hidden in his arms. The dark green soul color surged on the soul-gathering banner, condensing into one hideous face after another. At this moment, the loyal guards also stepped forward. The guard who took away the Dark Niche Tianji prosthetic body had dim runes flowing all over his body, turning into a black lightning shrouded in shadows, circling and rushing towards An Jing's back.

Yin Earth is Darkness, Yin Fire is Shadow, and the blade-like feathered body itself is the most powerful weapon. The sound barrier is torn apart, and layers of vibrating air waves are rolling. In the center of this materialized shock wave is the Shadow Guard, whose entire body has turned into a ray of gray-black indestructible blade light.

Time seems to have frozen.

The other guards who found that the spiritual gun was ineffective threw away their magic weapons and began to cast various spells. Ronu was retreating, and the dark green souls in the soul-gathering banner in his hand were rushing and howling like a river. These refined souls carried horrible evil spirits and malicious curses. Even if An Jing was not afraid of evil spirits, the poison condensed from tens of thousands of souls was enough to corrode all minds.

The figure of the Shadow Guard slowly broke through the atmosphere, creating ripples. The 'Shadow Blade' he unleashed with his own body was an immortal-based magical power that could attack the body and soul at the same time, eroding blood and life. It could also be used as a way of escaping, allowing him to escape thousands of miles away at the fastest speed after assassinating the target.

He used it far more skillfully than Ankan himself, and it was an absolute killer move at the Foundation Establishment Stage.

It is impossible for anyone to react. Shadow Guard judged so.

But he saw that An Jing's head turned, he turned sideways, and stared at the shadow guard with eyes as hot as a furnace, but it gave him a cold feeling.

The shadow guard couldn't think, couldn't comprehend this scene.

He saw An Jinglin holding the sword in the air, and the spiritual energy around him condensed into a long sword at a relatively slow but definitely sufficient speed.

A bright sword light tore through the atmosphere. In the slow relative thinking time of the escape technique, the shadow guard saw An Jing swinging his sword and slashing at the top of his prosthetic body's head, at the sharpest tip of the shadow blade.

The two burst and exploded at the same time in an instant, and the terrifying impact force was released to the surroundings. Countless pieces of gravel and steel floated up, and then were shattered into dust by the aftermath, shaking like water waves.

The next moment, the shadow blade's magical power was terminated, and the shadow guard with a head injury rolled to the side in a panic. The killing sword in An Jing's hand also exploded and turned into a group of Tai Shi Yuan Sha again, falling like a pure white waterfall, smashing to the ground, eroding the ground into deep holes.

When the Zhitianshi ended, An Jing turned his head.

The roar of thunder sounded underground. He raised his hand and without using any magic, he used his body to block the many dead souls rushing out of the Soul Gathering Banner.

The whole world seemed to become dim and faded, and a huge dark shadow fell on everyone present, taking away their courage and hope.

These dead souls have countless memories of tragic deaths. They were stripped of their internal organs while still alive, sold everything they had, lost all their happiness and became puppets and materials for others, and were tortured bit by bit until they uttered their last bit of secrets... Each of them is a crystallization of pain and an aggregate of despair. If their souls are permeated by this cursed poison, even the bravest person will lose his will and his soul, and become a mass of flesh and blood sitting on the ground, completely losing his ability to fight.

But peace has never been brave.

He is the craziest madman recognized by the Tianyi Demon Cult.

"I believe that the world should be a harmonious place and people should not oppress others."

Bearing, or rather, despising the curse of all the dead souls in the Soul Gathering Banner, An Jing even gave up on defense and allowed those twisted faces to turn into emerald green flames, burning on his body. He stepped forward, allowing one resentful and desperate face after another to bite him, fall off, and then be transformed by his power into burning blood flames.

The ghosts clinging to the warriors screamed. They could not penetrate their mental defenses which were too hard and stronger than steel, nor could they corrode their bodies which were made of real steel.

"I think people should be kind to each other, be polite to each other, and not lie or go against their conscience."

The magic spells of the magic guards have arrived. One after another, sharp and ferocious spells, enough to tear apart the strongest fortress, bombarded towards An Jing like materialized sharp blades. Some of the spells that missed the target hit the ground, causing the entire ground to swell up and burst out with beams of light.

But Tai Shi Yuan Sha was circulating around An Jing's body. [Tai Shi Yuan Yi Tian Di Sheng] was the most powerful martial vein formation diagram. Hundreds of spells bombarded the white protective qi, but could only make it churn and spread, bursting out with welding-like white light and sparks, but could not defeat it.

"I think people should help each other and work together towards the same goal."

The warrior's eyes were calm and his tone was matter-of-fact, as if what he said was not some crazy talk, but the natural law of nature: "If the world is not what I think it is, then the world is wrong."

"Do you think you are God?!"

Ronu found it hard to believe that the combined attack of himself and the magic guards could not hurt An Jing at all. He activated the Soul Gathering Banner several times, intending to turn the souls of the dead into chains to imprison An Jing, but there was no change and the young warrior just sneered.

"If it's not God, then you can't think like this?"

The Qi all over his body shook, transforming it into chains, shattering all the souls that were trying to trap him.

Green sparks flew all over the sky. Standing in the center of the halo, An Jing looked at the Tianyuan monks in front of him and said with pity: "Your hearts are really..."

"Weak."

"Madman!" Ronu roared angrily and pulled out one of his own ribs. The iron rib engraved with runes proved that he was also an immortal monk. The dark green light flowed around it like a chain, solidifying it into a dark spear.

His old body was only an appearance. As a cultivator serving the True Lord, he had long since replaced his body with a full set of prosthetics so that he could exert his most powerful strength at any time.

His body was like a longbow and his spear was like an arrow. He threw the spear out suddenly, and the sharp sound of breaking through the air echoed throughout the entire underground base.

A part of Ronu's soul was attached to the dark green rib spear. The power was so strong that before it arrived, An Jing's long hair and clothes were fluttering and making the warriors look at him sideways.

To do this... use some skills.

The Yuansha around him suddenly began to spin, and the many magical spirit evil spirits that were attacking An Jing also began to spin along with the Yuansha's rotation. For a moment, more than half of the magical spirit evil spirits were affected by An Jing's Yuansha and merged into the wave of spirit evil spirits.

And this wave became An Jing's power. The rushing spiritual evil turned, and he took advantage of the momentum to push out with a palm. The rapidly approaching rib spear was deviated from its trajectory and flew obliquely to the side, blasting a big hole and piercing through at least a hundred feet of cement sandstone.

At the same time, An Jing threw out another punch from the air, and the Kurong Explosive Fist exploded, blasting Ronu's feet off the ground even though he had defended in time, and lifting him into the air.

After being hit by this punch, Ronu only felt his internal organs shaking, his blood churning, and the flow of spiritual energy in his body stagnated. His prosthetic body, which had long been devoid of flesh and blood, also felt the long-lost illusion of broken bones and tendons, and there seemed to be a smell of blood in his mouth.

But after all, he was still much stronger than the foundation-building gangs like Ankan. He did not die after taking such a punch. He did not even lie down, but just half-knelt on the ground with his consciousness a little fuzzy.

——This is impossible! Immortal roots are just a gift, it is impossible to have this kind of power! ?
But An Jing didn't have any immortal roots from the beginning to the end, it's just that immortal roots may have some characteristics similar to his.

Seeing their 'commander' being attacked, the magic guards ended their fruitless suppression with magical spells. They silently charged towards An Jing, holding tightly in their hands all kinds of air blades, lightsabers, and weapons made of lava or plants. The magic guards' full sets of steel armor were covered with ripple-like array patterns, giving them strength and speed comparable to that of a foundation-building warrior.

But just as they were waving all kinds of spiritual weapons that would not be affected by Taibai Haoling's divine ban and would not be easily affected by Taishi Yuansha to attack An Jing, An Jing took a deep breath, and his clothes seemed to be split open, and a large number of cracks appeared one after another.

But this was not a wound inflicted by the enemy, but a crack formed by the sharp sword-like energy in An Jing's body that burst and tore the clothes!

——My will is God’s will.

This is the true meaning of the Supreme Heavenly Dharma!

"call!"

Exhaling and accumulating strength, An Jing's muscles all over his body relaxed in an instant, and then suddenly contracted.

Zhi Tianshi started up, and in the almost paused time, he once again grasped the newly condensed Killing Sword. A sharp arc of light flashed and swept across the necks of the strongest guards, causing strange purple-red blood to burst out and bones to break.

He swung the sword, and the armor woven with magic could resist for a while longer and would not be directly cut in half, but the ending was no exception, and fatal wounds appeared on the heart, neck and brain.

An Jing strolled among the crowd, his figure like a ghost, appearing and disappearing from time to time. He swung his sword, and with pure power and pure speed, he cut out waves of blood in the siege of the magic guards.

One by one, the mage guards fell down, their heads were separated from their bodies, they were cut in half, and were hacked to death. Their bones shattered in his hands, and their flesh was cut by the sword, until finally the blood gathered into a lake. The last mage guard was pierced through the heart, and his body shook and fell down, no longer breathing.

Ronu was also struggling to get up. He didn't want to continue fighting, but wanted to escape. However, his speed was not fast enough. As a sword energy flew from behind, it cut off his legs in the air. He could only fall to the ground in a mess, with blood splattered all over his face.

"No, don't kill me!"

Turning around, he struggled and waved his arms, as if trying to stop the figure that was slowly approaching in the blood wave. The old dog, who had always been at ease, now wailed for mercy and threatened: "Young Master has called the Heavenly Guards outside. This place will be surrounded soon. You can't escape. You must let me live!"

"I am Master Chanhe's man! You can't kill me. If you kill me, all your friends and relatives will..."

Click.

A sword was thrust into his mouth, cutting off his tongue and piercing his skull.

Ronu could no longer speak, but he was still alive, still looking at the sword's owner in horror and despair.

His eyes were as red as blood and as hot as fire. The almost tangible evil spirit was draped on his body like armor. Countless sharp evil spirit tracks like swords spread in all directions with him as the center. The blood on the ground seemed to be close to its master. It climbed up from the blood pool under his feet and swirled around the warrior to form a circle.

“I am the one who makes the choice.”

An Jing whispered: "Now, I will give you a choice."

"Call out the Jindan Zhenjun behind you and kill me."

"Or, die."

Of course he couldn't call out Jindan Zhenjun. He could only die.

There was the sound of skulls being crushed.

(End of this chapter)