MTL - I Have a Luck Altar-Chapter 694 The altar has changed! The world is in chaos!

  Chapter 694 The altar has changed! The world is in chaos!

   Jingtai is dead.

   This time, he was really dead.

   Moreover, the death is extremely beautiful.

   Yes, gorgeous.

  His body cracked into blood mist inch by inch.

   As for Yuanshen

  His primordial spirit has actually merged with the fate of the country, and the fate of the country is colorful and shining in the world. His death is indeed gorgeous, like fireworks, bursting in front of everyone.

   At the same time, the national fortune of the Jin Dynasty also completely collapsed at this moment.

  Jingtai’s words are quite correct, if the national destiny is not destroyed, he will not be destroyed, but if the national destiny is destroyed, he will naturally be destroyed.

  The fate of the nation, like the power of all living beings, exists in vain, but real existence. Now that it is gone, there is almost no chance to re-condense.

  Unless, the Sima family can now produce a ZTE master to suppress the world again.

   It's just that Jianghu will not give the Sima family another chance, and Chen Yuan will not give the Sima family another chance.

  The sword of nothingness gathered by the power of all living beings also annihilated and collapsed together with Jingtai. If it were the same as before, Chen Yuan would basically be on the verge of death if he did this step.

  Because the thoughts of tens of millions or even hundreds of millions of people gather together, it can explode people.

  In the same way, in fact, don’t look at Jingtai shouting about immortality, but in fact, as time goes by, Jingtai will eventually be assimilated by the influence of the national destiny.

   It can be said that he is indeed immortal, and it can also be said that he is already dead.

  Because, after being assimilated, can he still be regarded as him?

  That's just a symbol.

  Chen Yuan is aware of this, but he will not give Jingtai the slightest chance. After all, the assimilation time is a bit long, and he can't wait to see Jingtai die in front of him.

   Died by his sword!

  Chen Yuan still stood in the void, watching the scene of Jingtai's death with calm eyes. In fact, it stands to reason that he should be very happy when a great enemy died.

   No, to be precise, he is indeed very happy now.

   also wanted to say something, but when the words came to his lips, he didn't know what to say, so he could only keep calm. It could also be said that he was loading coins.

  Jingtai is considered a man of excellence, even if Chen Yuan wanted to kill him and killed him, he would still admit it.

  Able to plan from the smallest moment.

  During decades, he turned all beings into pawns, and finally fulfilled his purpose.

  If it weren't for the general trend of the world, Jingtai might really be able to succeed.

  Although he has taken an evil path, who can say that it is an evil path when he has come to an end?

  If Jingtai can really use incense to become a god, this seems to be another path besides martial arts.

   It's a pity but it's not worthy of pity.

   Moreover, Chen Yuan would not embark on such a path.

   This is very contradictory. I feel pity on the one hand and extremely repulsive on the other, but this is the complexity of human nature.

  Chen Yuan's philosophy is that all dharmas are unified and belong to oneself. This is the eternal way.

  Using external forces to gather one's own strength, although it seems to be a tall tower, but the foundation is fragile and cannot be fixed forever, just like now, I found his weakness and tapped lightly.

  He also collapsed.

  Jingtai didn’t leave any decent last words, the only thing that was somewhat similar was his last words. He said that Chen Yuan was actually the same person as him.

   And Chen Yuan did not refute.

  Because, it is true.

  The only difference is that Chen Yuan is indeed selfish, because this is human nature, but he is not crazy enough to forge his own way with the bones of millions of people.

   It can also be said that this is his only conscience.

  And externally, the image he has established is very good, and a good one can mobilize the power of all beings.

   And he will also maintain it.

   Regardless of deeds or heart, Chen Yuan does not think that he is a person who does not forgive evil, he thinks that he is very good.

   As for the result.

   is right in front of you.

  After Jingtai disappeared, they could see the endless resentment of ghosts, and they all bowed to Chen Yuan, thanking him for helping them get justice.

  This is actually the best affirmation.

  He didn't shy away from it, and directly agreed with open arms.

  Of course, this is just incidental. His real purpose is actually to welcome the arrival of luck, no. It's return!

  Under the eyes of the sky, it can be seen that a vast purple luck is covering him. This is the best evidence of Jingtai's fall.

  Before, Chen Yuan didn't sense Jingtai's aura, but it was because he didn't have luck that he decided that Jingtai was not dead.

   Majestic luck enveloped Chen Yuan's body.

   No one saw it, but in the vast sea of ​​purple luck, there was a strange wisp of black air that was rushing towards the ground along the cold wind.

   It seems that purple is just to cover up its existence.

  The **** altar in the depths of consciousness, the first time it actively showed the meaning of devouring, was when facing Jingtai, and it is even more so now, even a little impatient.

  The purple luck was quickly absorbed by the altar of luck, and the flow continued.

  At the same time, in the process of devouring luck, the **** altar also lit up, and the altar that was originally broken gradually began to recover at this moment.

  Chen Yuan also saw this scene in the dark.

   Saw those gaps and is slowly recovering.

  Although he has not fully recovered, at least he has found a way.

   During the restoration process, the Luck Altar also lit up with a **** light, illuminating the entire consciousness. Chen Yuan was stunned for a moment, because, he saw, a **** light seemed to come out.

  On the ground, the ray of black air was about to hide in the depths of the ground, but at this moment, it was overtaken by that ray of blood-colored light, and then, it was like ice water meeting fire.

   There was a 'Zi Zi Zi' sound.

  And the black air emitted a voice of horror as thin as a gossamer:

   "Altar!"

  The luck altar is still turning, as if the gear of fate has been turned.

  Chen Yuan was waiting for the guidance of this opportunity.

   Thinking about it, there should be something about the unusual purple luck.

  Jingtai died, in full view.

   Without giving the slightest chance to react.

  Just now, the strong on the court side were still happy about the sudden change in the current situation, feeling that the court is always the court, which cannot be compared with the world.

   It is not something that Chen Yuan can shake.

   result, result.

  The result is that His Majesty the Emperor, who had just risen up, was killed in the void by Chen Yuan's sword, and directly burst into a cluster of fireworks, blinding everyone's eyes.

   "died again"

  Sima Ke froze in place. Just now, he was even a little happy. After all, no matter what, the emperor was also his father, and their Sima family was in charge.

  But the situation has changed a thousand times, and it has always been the same.

   Responded to the words of Huang Jie.

   "It's not over yet, don't jump to conclusions, maybe your father will die again soon."

  He turned his eyes to Huangjie Pingyang, and found that she also shed a tear at this time, a tear without any sadness, and muttered to himself:

   "Da Jin. Collapsed."

  Seeing that the imperial sister ignored him, Sima Ke turned his eyes to the concubine mother again, hesitated for a moment, and said in a low voice:

   "Mother and concubine, my father is dead."

  Who knows, Concubine Yang patted his head and said angrily:

   "Nonsense, isn't your father still standing there?"

  Following the direction of the concubine's finger, he saw Chen Yuan's figure.

  Si Ma Ke: "."

   "call"

  Zhang Yantong let out a long breath, and he no longer had the intention to do anything. He took out a wine bag from the treasure of storage, took a sip, and said to himself:

   "Straight mother thief, it's really interesting. The emperor is dead, but our old Zhang seems to have boarded another big ship a long time ago. This kid is really not a thing in the pool."

  Xiao Jing was at a loss for some reason.

  He is An Zi, an An Zi buried in the Jin Dynasty, and now seeing that the Sima family's country is about to fall apart completely, the Lord has not contacted him.

  What do you mean, to be completely loyal to the Sima family?

  The swordsmen they stopped, the patrol guards below and many imperial court priests were stunned for a moment and stopped doing anything, but soon, someone reacted and frantically ran for their lives in the direction of the capital.

  The emperor is dead, and they still hit a bird!

   Their rout was the beginning, and then, the entire line below collapsed. This time was different from the previous one. That time, there was silence first,

  After that, in just a few tens of breaths, the emperor came back to life.

  But this time is different, the emperor is really dead.

  As for those Jianghu warriors, they didn't have the idea of ​​chasing and killing them, but were dazzled by joy.

   This battle killed the emperor.

   Beheaded the real monarch, and slaughtered many court powerhouses.

   The world is going to be in chaos! !

  If it is only the beginning that the strong men of the imperial court began to flee, then the hundreds of thousands of forbidden troops really fell apart and scattered, which was originally a forced breath.

   Now with the fall of Jingtai, it directly collapses.

   The battle formation collapsed first, and after that, countless soldiers fled in all directions like crazy.

  Even if the ancestor of the Gu family killed him, he couldn't kill him cleanly. At the same time, he didn't want to kill him, because he always felt that Chen Yuan, who had just killed Jingtai, would attack him.

  After all, he had never concealed that he wanted to avenge his great-great-grandson Furukawa, and he had been paying attention to Chen Yuan all the time, so he also ran away out of worry.

   Before he even had time to enjoy the fruits of victory later, he jumped in one direction!

   Taoist Qingxu of Mt. Shu was a little surprised. He didn't quite understand the situation. He had already occupied it. Why did this ancient fellow Taoist run for his life in a panic?

what's the situation?

  He didn't think clearly, so he didn't try to intercept it. It was a bit wrong for the "self" to fight together, so he just sat back and watched him leave.

"hehe."

   Taoist Feng Yuan chuckled twice, it seemed that Jingtai's death was nothing, and he was not in a hurry, he just took back the Hunyuan Divine Map and stopped attacking Song Yingqiao.

  Song Yingqiao heaved a sigh of relief, with lingering fears in his heart.

   It doesn't even take half an hour to continue the fight, it only takes half a quarter of an hour. Even if he has the real martial arts sword in his hand, he can't hold on anymore.

   "This is for you, help the poor and hand it over to Fellow Daoist Chen Yuan."

   Taoist Feng Yuan threw a magic brush in his hand to Song Yingqiao.

"this is?"

  Song Yingqiao looked at the things in front of him, showing suspicion.

  Before, he beat people to death, but now he actually let him hand it over, which is really weird.

   "This thing is called Fengyun Brush, and it belongs to the painter Wu Daozi. After you give it to him, you will naturally understand."

  In the Star Observation Building, Jingtai casually gave it to him. He didn't know what it meant, but he could feel that a weak primordial spirit seemed to be sealed inside.

  Thinking about it, it should be Wu Daozi.

"it is good."

  Song Yingqiao nodded.

   "Also, don't forget to say hello to the old heavenly master for me. It is extraordinary to be able to break through the six realms and condense the flowers on the top under such an environment."

   After finishing speaking, with a chuckle, Taoist Feng Yuan turned and left, disappearing into the void.

   Song Yingqiao just sat and watched him leave without making a move to stop him.

  Because, doing it is just asking for humiliation.

   This point has been verified.

  This person's strength is not that simple!

   Even, he can still feel that this person didn't use all his strength, otherwise, he would have already fallen, and he doesn't know what the purpose is, just to trap a true king?

  Since this is the case, the stronger ones should be trapped.

  Holding the Fengyun Brush in his hand, Song Yingqiao frowned, and then turned his gaze to Chen Yuan not far away.

   "Your Majesty!!"

  Gu Tianqiong was furious and terrified.

  He knew that this time, the emperor probably would not be resurrected again. At the same time, this was the reason why he was angry and shocked, and even his methods were messy.

  Jiang He did not have any fluctuations, as if he had expected this, and when Gu Tianqiong was mentally injured, he broke through his defense with a sword.

   Next, Dongfang Sheng's method.

  Jiang He smashed it with a sword, Dongfang Sheng slammed down the magic halberd, an astonishing roar erupted, and the Heavenly Weeping Sword also let out a mournful cry.

  The next moment, Jiang He rose up with the sword, and the infinite sword energy evaporated.

   Once you find an opportunity, you will make the opportunity bigger with one brain.

  Gu Tianqiong spat out a mouthful of old blood, abruptly blocked Jiang He's frontal attack, but immediately, he was under greater oppression, and Dongfang Sheng's magic halberd oppressed the world and directly suppressed it.

"boom!"

  Gu Tianqiong's clothes were half shattered in an instant, and his whole body was like a kite with a broken string. It fell directly on the ground from the void, and the surrounding area was cracked, and smoke and dust were everywhere.

   "Do you still want to do it?"

  Pharmacist Liuli Bodhisattva looked at Feng Jiuge with a faint smile and asked.

  Feng Jiuge took a deep breath, didn't answer, and didn't make a move, but when Pharmacist Liuli wanted to leave, he directly locked on his aura.

  She can't break through the opponent's defense for the time being, but... the imperial court's defeat has been decided, and when other strong men come, they will definitely be able to destroy it with their joint efforts.

  Lingshan is too powerful, and it is so powerful that it directly surpasses the other nine immortal gates. Such an existence can weaken it a little bit. I believe that other people think the same way.

   "It seems that the donor still wants to continue?"

  Pharmacist Liuli Bodhisattva frowned, staring at Feng Jiuge.

   "It's okay to stop, but to go. No."

  Feng Jiuge said lightly.

   "Hehe. That's fine."

  Pharmacist Liuli Bodhisattva did not get angry, as if he still had something to rely on, he just stopped and stood where he was, but the golden body was not taken away, still standing in front of him.

   "Boom!!"

   There was another bursting sound that resounded throughout the world, and the golden giant ape kept punching. Even though the injuries on his body were getting worse, he didn't have the slightest intention to stop.

   Even, the more he fights, the stronger his momentum becomes.

   Taoist Lingxu was very dignified. He thought that he could easily kill this demon with the Immortal Slaughter Sword, but in the end, apart from suppressing it, he didn't kill it.

   Its strength, among the four great Bodhisattvas, is probably second only to the leader, Manjusri.

  Lingshan is indeed powerful.

  It didn’t show up thousands of years ago, but now it has reached the current state, which is really shocking.

  Among the other immortal sects in the world, even if they entered Wudi City by force, it is difficult to compare with it. Although Ye Xiangnan's strength overwhelms everything, except for him, it seems that there is really no other strong man in Wudi City who can stand at the top of the rivers and lakes.

   "Amitabha."

   Puxian Bodhisattva showed a dignified expression on his face. He thought that Jianglong's strength was mediocre. After all, he left Lingshan a long time ago, and he hadn't broken through the Yangshen at that time.

  The result was not weaker than him at all.

  The golden dragon body can also compete with his golden body of Bodhisattva.

   It's really unusual.

  Monk Xuyan also recited the Buddha's name, and the golden dragon coiled in front of him, shining golden light.

   "Jianglong, now return to Lingshan with me, you still have a way back."

   "The poor monk is a heretic."

   "Are you really going to be an enemy of Buddhism?"

   "The Bodhisattva is wrong. The poor monk is an enemy of Lingshan, not Buddhism."

   "What's the difference, Buddhism is Lingshan, and Lingshan is Buddhism!"

   "At the beginning when Amitabha passed down the Dharma, did he designate Lingshan as the gate of Buddhism?"

"you"

  "Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva said that those who have a Buddha in their hearts are Buddhists, and those who don't have a Buddha in their hearts are living in the holy land of Lingshan, and they are not Buddhists."

   "Sophistry."

  Monk Xuyan laughed and didn't speak, and didn't answer.

  He made the move only because Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva appeared, and he never thought about returning to Lingshan. This point has already been said by the Manjushri Dharmakaya.

   "That statement is wrong."

  Suddenly, the voice of Manjusri Bodhisattva sounded.

   Xu Yan turned his head and looked:

   "What's wrong?"

   "Amitabha passed down the Buddhist way to save all living beings. The orthodoxy chosen is Lingshan, and Lingshan represents the entire Buddhist sect. Ksitigarbha has fallen into the way of magic and cannot be regarded as a member of the Buddhist sect. His words are naturally wrong."

   "Manjusri Bodhisattva said this, you should go to Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva to say it." Xu Yan clasped his hands together.

   "Someone will tell him, but it's not a poor monk."

   "Why, stop fighting?"

  Ye Xiangnan's voice also sounded.

  Manjusri smiled faintly:

   "Your Majesty has already fallen, and there is no point in fighting again. It will only make more people suffer."

   "Then why did you fight before? Wouldn't it be better if you didn't do it?"

   "If your majesty succeeds, it will make life better for all living beings. Therefore, the poor monk must fight."

   "Hehe, sophistry, you say you won't fight if you don't want to fight? This seat said, you must fight!" Ye Xiangnan said coldly.

   "Benefactor Ye is even more powerful, and the poor monk feels ashamed."

  Manjusri said directly.

   "Taizu!!"

  Sima Che, who was suppressed in a miserable state, saw the fall of Jingtai and the collapse of the fate of the country, and shouted out in grief and indignation, looking at the capital with eyes full of despair and hope:

   "If Taizu doesn't come out, the country will perish, and the world will be in chaos!!"

  (end of this chapter)