I’m Too Strong To Be Immortal

Two balls of light, one black and one gold, escaped from the depths of the outer dimensional space under the pull of the power of the Great Mill of Destruction.

While moving, they were still colliding wildly, and the terrifying aftermath turned the dimensional space into a mess.

Click!

As if sensing that the black and red vortex was not easy to deal with, the two balls of light stagnated slightly. With the help of the collision, they broke free from the shackles of the power of swallowing, shattered the wall from one side, and returned to the dimensional space of the real world.

Ho ho ho!

The violent roar, the inhuman voice, the extremely strong intention to kill, and the aura of resentment made many masters frown, and displeasure flashed in their eyes.

"Amitabha!"

"Demons, let's capture them without mercy. Follow the old monk to Mount Sumeru, eat fast and chant Buddha's name to wash away these boundless thoughts of killing."

The Lord Shikong Buddha clasped his hands together, and in the boundless golden Buddha light behind his head, there were Buddhist kingdoms as many as the sands of the Ganges River in the cycle of birth and death. At the highest point, there was a majestic mountain peak, with countless phantoms worshiping below.

"Hahaha! Old bald donkey, do you want to put down your butcher knife and become a Buddha immediately?"

"ridiculous!"

"I'm afraid that if I go to Mount Sumeru, your disciples and descendants will be slaughtered completely!"

Before breaking through the tenth realm, he forcibly merged with the fierceness of the ghost. His state became increasingly unstable, and he even gradually lost his human appearance. The body surrounded by black mist showed some alien features, and his black and white eyes were even more cold and terrifying, as if Stripped of emotion.

"Guilty! Guilty!"

"Since the donor is stubborn and willing to become a devil, the old monk has no choice but to raise his butcher knife for the sake of all living beings."

After saying that, the World Honored Buddha Shikong looked solemn, stretched out his hand, and found a sword with golden flames lingering in his hand. Before he could cut it off, the fierce black mist around him turned into nothingness.

Obviously, this knife has strong restraint against things on the dark side of evil.

"Killing is to protect life; killing karma is not killing people."

The eyes of the Lord Shakong Buddha were widened, like the angry Vajra Buddha, and the murderous intention that burst out was so terrifying that it was hard to believe that this was still the kind-hearted old monk.

"Killing life and karma——"

Groan!

The shocking sword chants, and the golden flame sword glows endlessly, all over the dimensional space. Seeing this sword, anyone with evil thoughts in their heart will feel their internal organs burning, and the seven orifices will spurt out blazing fire.

Ho ho ho! !

Roaring fiercely to the sky, he sensed a strong crisis in this sword. The fangs in his mouth grew rapidly, and an extremely ferocious beast shadow totem appeared behind him. The black and white death light in his eyes shone brightly.

"Senior Fierce, why did you become like this?"

Bai Donglin frowned, anger flashed in his eyes. The murderer had helped him a lot, and he still owed Bai Ya a favor, whether it was helping him get out of trouble in the Burial Domain or giving him the Ji Dao Ancestral Order to resolve the problem. Moro's trap, how can these not be repaid?

Even now, he still calls Xue Tu his senior, largely because of the fact that he is of the same lineage as the Bell Keeper.

Now someone is bullying Ji, isn't this a slap in his face?

"snort!"

Thinking of this, Bai Donglin's expression became even colder, and his whole body's aura also changed as his emotions fluctuated.

"Meow?"

Bing Miao trembled all over and couldn't help but shrink into Bai Donglin's arms. Meow~ Who made Lord Bai angry? Meow, someone is going to be in trouble...

clang!

The golden light dissipated and the golden flame was extinguished. The imaginary image of the demon's first conferment did not appear. The terrifying path was blocked by a slender finger.

"you……"

Click!

Shikong Buddha's eyes met with Bai Donglin's. Just as he was about to say something, his expression suddenly changed, and he quickly let go. The sword surrounded by golden flames instantly shattered, and the terrifying aftermath rippled out, slashing countless numbers deep in the dimensional space. Scarlet Crack.

"What are you?"

Bai Donglin raised his middle finger and used his flesh and blood to block the terrifying "killing and karma" without leaving even a trace.

"Old monk, you who eat fast and chant Buddha's name, don't you all like to slay demons?"

"I'm not talented, and my hands are stained with a lot of blood. Why don't you try killing me?"

boom--

Bai Donglin let go of the suppression of his aura, his eyes were cold and cold, and the endless scarlet murderous intent stretched out behind him an invisible sea of ​​blood. It was just a sea of ​​killing formed by the blood of endless creatures.

More intense than the bloody massacre! More ferocious than that!

"hiss--"

"So scary!!"

"Inhuman!"

Many of the masters widened their eyes and involuntarily took a few steps back. They were surprised that Bai Donglin took the blow from Lord Shikong Buddha with one finger, and were also shocked by Bai Donglin's intention of killing and destroying.

A sea of ​​killing blood of this quality cannot be condensed simply by the number of killed creatures.

For example, can stepping on an ant to death bring the same evil energy as killing a person?

Sometimes even more quantity cannot achieve qualitative change.

The same applies to monks. If it is compared to the number of killed creatures, any strong person in the ten realms can expand this number infinitely as long as they have the will to do it.

But no matter how many people are killed, how many mortal creatures and low-level monks must be added up to be comparable to a strong person in the tenth realm?

Bai Donglin stood on the endless battlefield and killed hundreds of people in ten realms. Each of them was a terrifying existence that was supreme and commanded endless sentient beings. The sea of ​​blood and blood condensed from this was simply unheard of and unseen.

Master Ziwei's eyes trembled slightly, and all his attention was focused on Bai Donglin. His expression was solemn, which was much stronger than when he was facing the Lord of All Saints.

Ever since Bai Donglin appeared and punched Zixiao Palace, most of his thoughts were on Bai Donglin, even when he was fighting the Lord of All Saints.

This was a man that he couldn't see through.

"Amitabha!"

"The donor is so murderous! The donor is not of my race, so his heart must be different. This monster is not of the human race, so it is naturally different from you..."

Lord Shikong Buddha clasped his hands together and recited the Buddha's name. He looked at Bai Donglin with a complicated look. In the other person, he seemed to see the invincible shadow of Emperor Ziwei.

"Tsk, you're not a pedantic monk."

Bai Donglin was a little surprised when he heard these double standards, but felt that the Lord Shikong Buddha was not so annoying.

Indeed, killing is important, and it also depends on who is being killed.

Bai Donglin is from the human race, and your sea of ​​killing blood must be made up of the blood of monsters and other races. How can you say it is a monster?

He is obviously a great hero of the human race, right?

"Every code is a code. If you cut me off with a knife, you can take another one from me."

"Whether you can survive or not depends on your ability."

Bai Donglin raised the corners of his mouth, raised his palm as a sword, and gently slashed it towards the center of the eyebrows of the Lord Shikong Buddha.

slow! Not a slow blow!

Lord Shikong Buddha's eyes widened, his pupils disappeared, and his eyes turned pure white. Unprecedented terror and crisis filled his mind both inside and outside.

This knife cannot be cut hard!

Otherwise, I am afraid that I will pass away here.

"The six-foot-long immortal golden body!"

"Twelve-grade golden lotus!"

"Moko Infinite Light! Infinite Life! Infinite Buddha——"

Clang!

Rumble——

Golden light flashed across, and as far as the eye could see, the dimensional space was cut into two halves. In the vast scarlet ravine, countless dimensional storms continued to reincarnate.

Click!

In the dazzling light of the Buddha, the Lord Shikong Buddha, who was made of glass, was frozen in place. A crack appeared from the center of his eyebrows. The hands that were tightly together separated, and the Buddha's golden body was chopped into two halves.

"Huh?"

"Old monk, it's quite interesting, not bad."

Surprise flashed in Bai Donglin's eyes, but he did not continue to take action. He put down his palm and gently stroked Bing Miao in his arms.

"Meow~huhu~"

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