Witch Wind

Chapter 281: The Three Saints Enter the Fate (Part )

The light in the sky condenses into a ball.

The eight-layered blood-colored archway was majestic and brilliant, spewing out a thousand-foot-long blood-red glow. It suddenly released outwards from a tiny point, and the sky full of strong light exploded at once. Not a single ray of light could touch a single hair of Xing Tianli.

Tens of thousands of them turned to practice "The Secret Demon Lord's Nerve of Power". Their own physical strength was that of a zombie at the level of a celestial being at the weakest level. After being possessed by a ghost slave, the large formation they formed could kill Taiyi and fight against Daluo… There were only more than 20,000 flying vehicles, and even if the attack intensity of each strong light had almost reached the level of celestial perfection, the gap in numbers was too huge.

Xing Tianli was stationed at the core of the formation, allowing flying vehicles from all directions to shoot at him randomly. He slowly waved the Tongtian Miaozhu, and with one swing of the sword, 129.6 million sword lights burst out. In an instant, 100,000 sword lights collapsed and compressed inwards, condensing into one, and finally there were only 1,960 sword lights flashing.

Each sword beam is the power of 100,000 normal sword lights combined into one.

Even with Xing Tianli's current strength, he still felt his arms numb and his internal organs were shaking after swinging the sword with such a terrifying sword force.

But as the sword came out, each sword light hit an elliptical aircraft. Even though these aircraft were made of extremely high-grade spiritual gold and had a strange defensive shield covering all directions, the sword light swept lightly and the aircraft was easily torn apart like tofu.

The howling continued.

There are hundreds of elite members of the committee in each aircraft.

As the sword flashed, these elite members of the committee, whose strength was equivalent to that of the Qi Refining and Spirit Transformation realm, had no time to escape, and were killed along with the flying vehicles.

With one swipe of the sword, hundreds of thousands of spirits comparable to those of Qi-refining and Spirit-transforming cultivators flew around in the air.

The Tongtian Yuling Banner shook violently, violently, and danced with joy. The elite souls of the committee were much stronger than the ghost slave souls that Xing Tianli collected on the battlefield of Western Land. Any one of these elite souls was a thousand times stronger than an ordinary mortal soul.

Not to mention the quality, but the quantity, these hundreds of thousands of elite spirits are comparable to the total souls of billions of ghost slaves. After subduing them, they can be used to refine formations or possess these undead wanderer zombies.

Faint light flickered as the souls of the committee's elite cried out as they were sucked away by the Tongtian Yuling Banner. The spiritual light forcefully suppressed them, erasing their intelligence and leaving the mark of enslavement of all living beings at the core of their souls.

In the blink of an eye, Xing Tianli swung out dozens of swords, each of which was accompanied by hundreds of millions of brilliant sword lights, which then quickly collapsed and condensed. More than a thousand extremely condensed sword lights shot out, tearing the aircraft into pieces.

As a result, more than 30,000 aircraft with amazing combat power were destroyed, and the souls of nearly 4 million elite warriors of the committee were completely harvested by the Tongtian Yuling Banner. The sky was full of aircraft fragments, emitting smoke and fire, falling down, but before they hit the ground, they were swept up by bronze divine lights and disappeared without a trace.

The materials used in these aircraft are excellent and have a very high density. Such a "small" aircraft may not seem to be large in size, but its mass exceeds 10 million tons. Xing Tianli stored these fragments in the small tripod of 360 life points. The bronze witch flame rotated, and the majestic Taichu Qi rushed out, and he felt refreshed all over.

"Ha, nothing special." Xing Tianli laughed wildly, "Hei Ri Sect Leader, fellow Taoist, please look, this is how we witches do it!"

"No matter how strong your enemy is."

"No matter how treacherous the traitor is."

"I have a sword, please die - the way of witches, use force to dominate all directions, protect my people, those who follow me will prosper, those who go against me will perish... Those who are not of my race must have different hearts, those who are not of my race can all die!"

This is the "Witch".

Arrogant, domineering, rude and brutal.

Wus have passion and emotions, but their passion and emotions are only directed towards their own people and the people they protect... If they are not of my kind, what does it matter if they die? Wus will never have any mercy, let alone any compassion!

Such a resolute character may have destined the witches to withdraw from the stage of history sooner or later, or perhaps destined them to never become the eternal protagonists of heaven and earth...but so what?
Pangu's blood surged in his body, and three hundred and sixty great laws derived from the power of the twelve main veins of heaven and earth resounded in unison. Xing Tianli's eyes flashed with a deep light. He gathered all his strength and slashed at the powerful committee bosses in front of him - he liked the purpose of "Witch".

What kind of trap? What kind of snare?
Why do we have to deal with so many messy and complicated things?
The reason why you are scheming and scheming is simply because you are not strong enough... and as a "witch" with insufficient strength, what qualifications do you have to call yourself a "witch"?

The sword beams of a hundred thousand swords merged into one, each one was like a stream of silk in the sky, tearing the void apart.

The committee masters whose hair and eyes were all dark gold had flames rising around them, lightning flashing in all directions, and a huge gravity field surging wildly, with wind, water, illusions, mist and all kinds of strange phenomena swirling around them... They used all their strength to control the supernatural powers they possessed to compete with Xing Tianli.

They, after all, are also Golden Immortal-level beings in the committee.

How dare, how could, a young boy of unknown origin, act so presumptuously in front of him?
They did not run away or dodge, but chose to confront Xing Tianli head-on.

The towering bamboo turned into the 'Qingping Sword', and the sword light, free and unfettered and detached from the world, flashed in the air. Then, the raging fire was extinguished, the lightning flashed, the gravity field disappeared, and the feng shui mist disappeared.

Human bodies, splattered with blood, fell from the sky one after another. The moment the skin of these elder masters of the committee was touched by the sword intent of the 'Qingping Sword', the supreme way of killing directly annihilated all their life force.

With their superficial grasp of the nature of power and the laws of the universe, no matter what kind of supernatural powers they possess, they cannot resist the sharpness of the 'Qingping Sword'. The slightest touch will mean death!

Hei Yuan stared at Xing Tianli in amazement.

In just a breath of time, except for the last one who appeared, the old woman with pale hair, almost purple-black eyes, who was reserved and walked slowly towards this side step by step in the air, all the masters of the committee near the city of Azt, as well as the elite they gathered, were completely wiped out, and no one survived.

The pale-haired old woman stood there in amazement, with one leg raised but unable to put it down for a long time.

She looked at Xing Tianli with a distorted face. After staring at him for a long time, she screamed angrily: "You bastard, you are only at the Golden Immortal level... How could you possibly..."

Xing Tianli held the 'Qingping Sword' in his hand. The sword light was rippling like a spring, surging and dancing on the sword, like countless drops of water from the Milky Way, ready to jump out at any time.

He looked at the old woman and smiled.

Another idiot who knows nothing about the nature of power—yes, everyone has the cultivation base of the Golden Immortal, but the cultivation methods they practice are very different, and the weapons they use are fundamentally different...

Just like in ancient times, a fully armed, infantry-armored, wielding a thousand-forged weapon, possessing the power of a king, proficient in all eighteen martial arts, and a veteran of many battles, who had killed tens of millions of lives, faced a group of eight-foot-tall men who were also eight feet tall, but had been hungry for ten days and ten nights, were skinny, and even had missing arms and legs, and were even unconscious due to a high fever...

For such an eight-foot-tall soldier, even if there are a hundred or a thousand eight-foot-tall men in front of him, it is just a matter of swinging his weapon a few more times.

Xing Tianli is such an 'eight-foot armored warrior' who is proficient in martial arts, has boundless physical strength, wears heavy armor, and holds magical weapons. And these guys on the committee also seem to be 'eight-foot men', but the difference in combat power between them and Xing Tianli is more than just a world of difference.
“You guys don’t understand!” Xing Tianli held the Qingping Sword in his hand and flicked the sword’s spine with his fingers. Then, the clear long sword vibrated, and with a clear "ying" sound, it directly cut the surrounding void into countless one-inch long black cracks... Xing Tianli let out a long howl, and performed the "Infinite Sword Sutra: Splitting the Sky". The black cracks in the sky suddenly closed inwards and turned into a black sword light about ten feet long, which silently moved in front of the white-haired old woman.

Xing Tianli used the 'Splitting Sky' move for the first time in his life.

He reached the level of 100,000 swords in one, and his body could withstand such a powerful sword force. Only then did he hesitate to use this sword skill for the first time. With just one sword, the terrifying backlash force surged, and Xing Tianli's bones made a "crackling" sound. The torn void around him exerted a very strong backlash force on him crazily, as if countless tiny black holes attached to the surface of his body and inside his body, madly devouring his energy.

There were three hundred and sixty vital points on his body, and three hundred and sixty small tripods vibrated together. The green divine light swept across Xing Tianli's whole body, and a continuous "cracking" sound was heard. Countless tiny black holes shattered and turned into wisps of primordial Qi with rich time and space attributes, which madly poured into Xing Tianli's body.

Xing Tianli exclaimed "wonderful!"
As he clapped his hands and laughed, the pitch-black sword light that could split the sky had already reached the old woman. A ball of sticky black light burst out from the long staff in the old woman's hand. The next moment, the horrible, all-consuming darkness instantly covered an area of ​​a thousand miles.

"Everything is born from black..."

The darkness that exploded from the old woman's staff was so fierce that the void within a thousand miles seemed to have turned into a ball of extremely sticky glue. The sword light that split the sky was completely absorbed, and the flying speed suddenly dropped by more than ten thousand times.

Xing Tianli raised his eyebrows and smiled.

Pure dark power?
And I also vaguely felt some of the mystery of innate creation. In this darkness, everything, even all the great ways, will be eroded by this endless darkness and completely assimilated into part of the darkness?

"In that case, may Buddha have mercy on me!" Xing Tianli shouted, laughing so hard that his eyelashes almost exploded.

The power of darkness?

In this world, what kind of power is most powerful in destroying all dark and evil spirits?
Only Buddhism!

The Qingping sword in his hand flashed in the air, and it turned into a golden bowl with dozens of Buddha statues carved on the surface. Xing Tianli shouted softly and flicked his finger. The extremely heavy golden bowl roared, and dozens of Buddha statues suddenly flew up from the one-foot square golden bowl and turned into six-foot-tall golden bodies, floating in the air with great light.

The sky was filled with dazzling Buddha light, and the vast auspicious clouds and auspicious auras were flashing with extremely strong light, like a river bursting its banks and rushing fiercely in all directions. Wherever the Buddha light passed, all the darkness was like frost under the scorching sun, and it was completely evaporated by the blazing light before even a "puff" could be heard.

The white-haired old woman howled miserably, and the Buddha's light shone on her, directly breaking her most powerful killing move, causing her to spit out a mouthful of blood dozens of feet away.

When the darkness in the sky was completely eliminated, the Buddha's light surged and turned from the golden bowl into a golden light with a diameter of several feet, which covered her directly. Xing Tianli raised his eyebrows and said with emotion: "Poor thing, poor thing, this treasure made a profit for the first time in the hands of the Taoist, and it was used to deal with an ugly old woman like you!"

Xing Tianli looked at the golden bowl in his hand that was shaking slightly and emitting infinite Buddha light, and sighed again: "It should be a beautiful woman in a white skirt or a blue skirt. That's what we call a feast for the eyes."

'puff'!
The old woman was hit by the Buddha's light and blood gushed out of all her seven orifices. The blood was like lacquer, pitch black and extremely sticky. Under the impact of the Buddha's light, the spurted blood turned into black and red flames that kept drifting away.

Gradually, countless sharp cries were heard from the blood spurting out of the old woman.

Large groups of distorted and blurred shadows of men, women, old and young, in groups, like stitched together monsters, emerged from the black air with inhuman cries.

Xing Tianli narrowed his eyes.

This old woman not only mastered the power of darkness, but also practiced the evil method of sacrificing ghosts? Tsk, looking at her approach, it seems that she wants to take the path of evolving the eighteen levels of hell and transform herself into the ghost mother of hell, so as to forcibly control the avenue.

But, I went the wrong way.

Even if it is the Eighteen Levels of Hell, the final product of the ghosts refined by this old woman is too ugly... Hell is just dangerous, but people there have a majestic, stern, grand, and ferocious temperament, but not ugly at all!
Xing Tianli mobilized his magic power and shook his essence and blood, and the power of the Buddha's light emitted from the golden bowl soared again.

Trillions of sticky, randomly pieced-together ghosts kept rushing out of the old woman's body. When washed by the Buddha's light, these ghosts, which were like stitched together monsters, each group of at least a thousand ghosts, suddenly dispersed and changed from the twiggy monster form to normal ghost appearance.

With a wave of the Tongtian Yuling Banner, all the souls that had returned to normal but were obviously severely damaged, regardless of whether they were good or bad, were collected by Xing Tianli into the Tongtian Yuling Banner: "You have also suffered, come in, come in, at least I won't deliberately mistreat you... Maybe, I can give you a strong body, so that you can live the next wonderful... life?"

The old woman screamed and cursed.

She looked at Xing Tianli in shock and anger - that's right, Xing Tianli's aura was only at the Golden Immortal level, and as one of the only five vice-chairmen of the March World Civilization Spark Committee, her life span was naturally coming to an end, and her strength had long reached the Taiyi Perfection realm.

She also mastered the profound and graceful power of darkness.

In today's March world, darkness, and the various terrifying forces derived from darkness, are above all other forces. Among the five deputies, the old woman's combat power is one of the best.

She was actually forced into this state by Xing Tianli?

She had been accumulating energy throughout her life, sleeping in the dark realm within her body, waiting for her natural death. Then, she would use forbidden methods to completely merge with her, and with the help of secret methods, forcibly break through the bottleneck of Daluo, and from then on extend her lifespan, living another life for trillions of ghosts...

Over the past thousands of years, she has tried every possible means and racked her brains to sow discord and provoke wars between the Committee, the Pantheon, and the Church of the Black Sun. In the crazy wars, she has worked hard to collect trillions of souls!
Now she is serving as a dowry for others!
"You forced me to do this..." the old woman screamed, her body being sucked tightly by the Buddha's light emitted from the golden bowl. She had already used several of her hidden life-saving secret techniques to try to escape, but she was unable to move at all.

Gritting her teeth, the old woman watched as her own realm, her own cultivation, and her own accumulated souls had been refined by more than 30%. She dropped the long staff in her hand, spread out her arms, and her tattered gown was suddenly burned to ashes by a black flame.

The black fire began to spread from the center of the eyebrows and covered the entire body in an instant.

Flesh and blood were burning, and then they turned into ashes. The old woman looked at Xing Tianli with great hatred and said in a hoarse voice, "My son, neither you nor the Black Sun leader can escape... You little bitch, even if you are not the Black Sun leader, even if you are just her personal maid..."

“When I ascend to the throne of Daluo, I will naturally be able to sort out the cause and effect of fate, and find the leader of the Black Sun Sect through you… Hehe, none of you can escape!”

Countless ghosts wailed and struggled inside the old woman's madly burning body. Their souls were quickly melted and turned into sticky gray colloid, which continuously merged into the old woman's madly expanding soul.

Without sufficient understanding of the laws of the Dao, one is not qualified to reach the realm of Daluo.

The old woman thought of an extremely unconventional method, which was to make up for the lack of quality with quantity. She tried to use the means of burning and sacrificing trillions of ghosts to gain the help of external forces and break through herself!
Xing Tianli suddenly raised his head, his eyes flickering, and looked at the three black moons in the sky.

The old woman's spirit was expanding, and her spirit turned into a filthy furnace, madly devouring and melting the souls that were burned and refined. Part of the power of the souls was devoured by her spirit, and a larger part of the power of the souls, like wisps of smoke rising from burning incense sticks, went straight to the three black moons in the sky.

Three black moons all emitted a terrifying dim light.

"Buddha is merciful. You must have a predestined relationship with him...Buddha is vast and only saves the pious." Amidst the dark moon, the deep sound of the Dharma drums rang out. Amid the sound of the Dharma drums, six nuns wearing cassocks, with bald heads and scars from their vows, and with extremely ugly faces and pimples all over their bodies, appeared out of thin air beside the old woman. They opened their arms and hugged the old woman.

"The Tao that can be told is not the eternal Tao... The Tao is profound and mysterious. Whoever recites my real name will enter my sect!" In another black moon, the sound of magic bells rang out, and a pitch-black whisk suddenly rose into the air. Countless extremely thin, bloody silk threads that seemed to be made of flesh and blood suddenly rolled down towards the old woman.

"A gentleman does not speak of strange things... The heaven and earth have righteous energy, which flows in all forms. The righteous energy sweeps away evil spirits!" With a loud bang, a horrifying breath exploded from the old woman's side. A pitch-black book that seemed to be made of human skin appeared above the old woman's head. A violent black airflow surged, forcing away the six nuns and the sticky and wet thread of the whisk.

(End of this chapter)