Chapter 183 I'm the King

Fang Han dodged another wave of turbid waves and breathed slightly.

“Hahaha, how powerful is my Nixian River that swallowed up all the gods and immortals?” The Immortal Venerable laughed, then his face turned cold again, “Fate is predestined, I am the heaven and earth, I am also the sky, how can I let a tiny ant like you break free!”

'I didn't expect that all the things I said before were just to delay the opportunity. Now he has borrowed the Huanxian Pond to control the turbid waves. If he is contaminated, he will die in an instant.'

Fang Han released the ghost soldiers to consume the turbid waves that were rolling in again, and looked at the Immortal Master again.

'This immortal is moody, quiet as a god, active as a demon. It seems that the seven emotions and six desires that the stone heart has generated with the power of the residual poison of incense are not good things. There is a flaw in his state of mind, and we need to use a strategy to attack his heart!'

He looked at the black mud that was scattered on the ground but was wriggling towards him, and said loudly: "You have made a big mistake, causing people's minds to be confused, and the immortals and Buddhas to be contaminated by the world. You have failed the grace of heaven. Heaven and earth will definitely not tolerate you. You are not the emperor of heaven, but the devil of heaven!"

"Nonsense! I have been in charge of the heaven and earth for tens of millions of years. Without me, there would be no Three Realms today. How can the heaven and earth blame me!" The Immortal Venerable was furious. He gave up the Nixian River, raised his hand and pointed, and the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder rolled down.

Fang Han breathed a sigh of relief. He had fought countless battles in his past and present lives. He was unable to deal with the black mud, but the divine thunder was easy to deal with. He then threw out a ghost banner, and thousands of living souls and evil ghosts wailed out, turning into rolling dark clouds to block the divine thunder. He himself raised a knife, with the knife in his left hand and the sword in his right hand, and slashed towards the Immortal Venerable.

He kept on saying, "Do you know what the world is like now? People are fickle-minded, deceitful and deceitful, and the immortals and Buddhas are fighting for incense. The world has been destroyed and turned into a devil's den. But a devil like me lives freely. The world is my hometown!"

"Bullshit! If you obey me obediently, I will put the mountains and rivers in order!" The Immortal Lord drew out the golden sword from his waist, transformed into a nine-clawed golden dragon, and roared to knock Fang Han away.

Fang Han simply threw the Ghost Man Sutra into the dark cloud of the ghost flag, and thousands of ghosts rushed away, increasing the power of the ghost flag. He threw away the magic knife that had a gap in his hand, and raised the evil sword alone, drawing thousands of sword lights: "You don't even know how to deal with the black mud, but instead you go along with it. If I were the world, I would be so angry to death seeing you like this. You have no talent, no intelligence, only a fake heart that was born from black mud, you deserve to become a stone puppet!"

The Sword of Exorcism knocked off the glazed crown on the Immortal Venerable's head, leaving his hair disheveled and looking very miserable.

The Immortal Venerable gritted his teeth and said, "Even if I don't use the Immortal River, I still have a lot of power. I am the Emperor of Heaven, born sacred!"

While saying this, he surrounded himself with the Nixian River, waiting for Fang Han to get close and then swallow him up.

He covered his chest, and a stone heart appeared on his chest, emitting a lot of spiritual light. There was a crack on it, and the gap was filled with black mud. This was his heart, containing his priesthood.

As the stone heart appeared, the heaven and earth shook, and then boundless and powerful force was generated. However, as the power gushed out, the black mud in the cracks surged out and stained the stone heart a little.

The great force descended and pinned Fang Han to the ground, breaking his bones and tendons and spitting blood, but he was suppressed by such a powerful force that he could not get up.

“Hmph, if you weren’t afraid that the black mud would contaminate my heart, I could suppress you, a smooth talker, in the blink of an eye.” As the Immortal Venerable spoke, the black mud turned into spider web patterns and crawled to the heart of the stone. He quickly exerted his divine power to force the black mud back into the crack in the heart of the stone.

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Fang Han, whose bones were broken, had already flashed behind the Immortal Master. The Sword of Evil-Slaying pierced through his back, breaking through the turbid waves and black mud, cutting through the Immortal River, and piercing into the crack in the heart of the stone.

"Sorry, I don't seem to be very afraid of the black mud." Fang Han stirred the Dongxie Sword, and cracks appeared in the stone core.

He had already vaguely discovered when he was dodging the black mud that the black mud seemed to be rushing towards him not to devour him but to merge with it, so he concealed his strength and waited for a fatal blow.

Fang Han looked at the Sword of Evil-Slaying.

"And this thing can destroy the black mud and eliminate evil. Is it the black mud that is eliminated? Bodhi Patriarch, what on earth do you want to do?"

The situation of the battle suddenly reversed. The Immortal Lord was stabbed in the vital point, and traces of golden blood spurted out from the corners of his mouth. Just as he was about to speak, a figure fell down. He was wearing a white robe, with red lips, white teeth and bare feet. It was Sanzang.

But Sanzang was in a rather sorry state now, with most of his white robe destroyed, a palm print deeply branded on his heart, and countless Buddha lights burning his body. 'If the Buddha had not regained his spiritual wisdom at the last moment, I'm afraid I would have been destroyed by the Buddha's palm.'

Sanzang thought about the giant Buddha who had voluntarily entered Nirvana, and couldn't help but sigh:

"It seems like you don't need me to help you here!"

Fang Han lowered his eyes and said, "Stop talking nonsense, if you delay something might happen, come and help." He saw that the Immortal Venerable was holding his chest and wrestling with Fang Han. The Sword of Exorcism could neither advance nor retreat, and the situation was in a stalemate.

Sanzang's face changed, and seeing that Fang Han was not strong enough, he was about to take action immediately.

"Hahaha, you're here just in time!" The Immortal Lord laughed and retracted the divine light that was covering his face. He looked the same as Sanzang.

"You are my separated soul, quickly merge with me, and from now on, we will control the world together!"

Sanzang ignored him and punched the Immortal Master in the chest, letting the Nixian River splash over him and then slowly falling down. He was not afraid of the black mud at all.

"A madman and a fool, come here quickly, that split soul!" The Immortal Venerable held up the tip of his fist with one hand, and slowly forced out the Evil-Slaying Sword that had pierced his chest with the other hand. However, his divine power activated the soul-controlling means hidden in the split soul.

Sanzang was unaffected and punched the Immortal Master on the chin, knocking him high up. Fang Han raised his sword and cut off one of the Immortal Master's arms, then launched a fierce attack, trying to prevent him from mobilizing his divine power.

"Why doesn't it work? How could this be!" the Immortal Lord shouted, risking being stained by the black mud, and mobilizing the power of the priesthood to force the two men apart.

Sanzang thought of the devil flame that forged his body, the four demons returning to their positions, and the words of Buddha Wu Tian.

"Is perfection really this perfect? ​​I am not that split soul, but I am perfect in myself, an independent spirit?"

His hands did not stop. He closed the Buddha statues and chanted the scriptures. An ancient Leiyin Temple slowly emerged, with Buddhas filling the sky. However, this Buddha was no longer the original demon Buddha, but a person who had seized the position of the true Buddhas of the Western Paradise. The Great Demon Sound Temple and the Great Leiyin Temple merged into one, the Buddha and the demon becoming one.

The ancient temple slowly suppressed the situation, half of it was surrounded by Buddha's light, with real Buddhas filling the sky, and half of it was filled with demonic energy, with the devil sitting on the Buddha's seat.

The ancient temple resisted the great power for a moment, and then gradually collapsed. Fang Han rushed forward, and the Sword of Evil-Slaying carried all his magic power. A cold light flashed, piercing the heart of the stone, and then millions of brilliant lights cut the Immortal Lord with sword wounds.

"No, you can't kill me. I am the Supreme of Heaven and Earth, the only supreme ruler in the world. Without me to restrain you, the sky and the earth will be destroyed, black mud will roll down, and the three realms will be extinct at any moment." The Immortal Lord mobilized the Nixian River, and the surging river poured down and pounced on Fang Han and the other two.

Fang Han slapped the Immortal Master's back hard with his palm, then pierced straight through his chest and grabbed the stone heart. The divine power hidden in it gradually emerged.

"Rest in peace, Immortal Venerable."

The Immortal Venerable was shocked: "How dare you?"

Fang Han laughed and said, "It's very simple. I will become a Venerable!"

After saying this, he no longer concealed his aura, his long black hair fluttered in the wind, and he roamed the battlefield with an overwhelming aura.

　Just for this dish of vinegar, I made these dumplings

　　
　
(End of this chapter)