Ming Dynasty Emperor System

All things become empty, and the human heart is dominated by lust.

Destroying three lives can prove the way of killing and restore the soul to a hundred miles.

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The huge black iron hammer weighs more than 800 million kilograms, but in terms of the weight of the magic weapon, it is simply appalling. Even Sun Wukong's Ruyi Golden Cudgel only weighs [-] kilograms. The two are a total of [-] kilograms. The gap of [-] times, its terrifying power can be seen clearly.

Dating back to the vast Hongmeng period, only the Pangu sky-opening ax that split the chaos into two could compete with the black light giant hammer in terms of weight.

As for the Pangu Sky-Opening Ax, it had only appeared once in the hands of Yang Jian since Yuanshi Tianzun ruled the three realms. Afterwards, the spirit of such a heaven-reaching magic weapon escaped on its own and was never seen again.

Besides, the weight of this black iron giant hammer is extremely frightening. In addition, it is also attached with the Yin Yang Five Elements Divine Thunder engraved by Zhu Houzhao. In terms of the power of the magic weapon itself and the magic damage attached to it, this black iron hammer is extremely powerful. Iron giant hammers are extremely powerful.

Even if he is as strong as a martyr, he has to mobilize all the strength in his body before he can lift the black iron giant hammer and swing it. If he wants to do it as easily as the Taoist clone, I am afraid he will have to use the power of his physical body. Take it up two more levels.

Two flowers bloom, one branch each.

Now that the martyr's injuries have mostly recovered, and he has a handy weapon in his hand, the Taoist clone's orders are becoming more and more unavoidable. Urging sounds are coming in waves. The martyr looks at the Qilin beast below, and his Cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

The Kirin beast has protected his family for generations. From the first generation to the second generation, it has always accompanied and protected him no matter where he is.

The bond between the two has actually transcended worldly standards.It can be said that the Qilin beast is his only relative in the world.

On the one hand, there are orders from the Taoist clone. If the martyr does not comply, the Taoist clone will definitely threaten to resurrect Cheng Ping.

Cheng Ping was the culprit who caused him to sink for two generations. She was also the woman he could not forget for a long time, felt guilty for, and loved deeply.

On the other side, from the time he was born to the present, he has been loyally guarding and accompanying him without any complaints, and has spent an extremely long time with him in sinking. His only relative now is the Qilin beast.

Between Cheng Ping and the Qilin beast, the martyr can only choose one.

Struggle, tremendous struggle.

This feeling of powerlessness and frustration of being at the mercy of others was constantly tormenting his heart. Whenever he couldn't bring himself to make a move, a clear voice like a call would echo in the depths of his soul.

That was Cheng Ping, and the unforgettable Cheng Ping was asking him for help.

And when he tightened his grip on the black iron giant hammer and was about to kill him, he couldn't help but resurface in his mind the bits and pieces they had experienced together in the family territory of the first generation and the secret realm of heaven in the second generation. drop.

His heart felt like it was being rubbed by a sharp blade, dripping with hot blood. It was like a blazing fire, burning his departed soul.

Incomplete, all he felt was incomplete, everything went wrong.

Not by your heart, not by yourself.

While his mind was racing and he was struggling in pain, Master Wuchao below had a flash of Buddha's light in his eyes, but he suddenly shouted towards the Dao Realm clone above:

"Benefactor, you have to forgive others and forgive others!"

This sound was mixed with the mighty and sacred Buddha's breath, just like the Arhat's angry scolding, which drove away all the evil in the world, and together with the darkness that enveloped the space, turned it into the boundless Buddhist pure land, without sorrow or joy. , no pain or feeling, a paradise world.

"Buddha's destiny..." The Taoist clone nodded slightly, squinted his eyes, and suddenly waved his big hand, and strands of chaotic mist spurted out from his sleeve. It immediately exploded and swept forward, wrapping up in all directions. "It's just a small trick, it's not worthy of the big road, so leave!"

In an instant, majestic chaotic mist, enveloped by vaguely flickering seven-color brilliance, filled this space. The darkness that had been assimilated into the pure land by the Buddha's breath came back again.

All the sacred and Buddhist objects disintegrated and disintegrated under the impact of the chaotic mist, sweeping and turning upside down in the space. Xiuer returned to Master Wuchao's body one by one.

"Donor, why do you need to do this? You have to be merciful, and you are aggressive. You should bear the consequences of your karma. By then, the benefactor will be doomed. But really no one can save you!" Master Wuchao's words were friendly and did not fall into the smoke. Like a bodhisattva who saves all sentient beings and is compassionate.

As soon as he finished speaking, Master Wuchao made a drawing with his fingers. Suddenly, the Buddha opened his eyes behind him, and a more powerful pressure burst out from the Buddha's shining golden pupils. It was comparable to the peak of Daluo Jinxian, only one step away, that is, You can break free from the shackles of the rules of this world.

"act recklessly."

The Taoist clone snorted coldly, raised his hand and slapped Master Wuchao. In the void, a big hand that covered the sky and the sun suddenly appeared. The lines on it were clear, and they were the densely packed ancient runes. , combined with the original "Tao" power, fell suddenly.

"The Tathagata of the West has a divine palm that can destroy the heavens and the earth and save all living beings..." The Taoist clone rubbed his fingers, and a breathtaking seven-color brilliance bloomed in his eyes. "Today, I also follow the turtle-hair Tathagata. Due to the cause and effect, I created an original self-tao palm, which I can lend you as a reward."

After finishing speaking, the extremely enlarged hand opened its five fingers, carrying the terrifying pressure of the semi-saint realm and the most powerful Tao power in the world, and headed towards Master Wuchao to suppress it.

"The benefactor's realm is extraordinary, and the poor monk feels inferior to him. But the consequences of karma will eventually come to an end. I just hope that the next time we meet, the benefactor will not regret it."

Master Wuchao clasped his hands together, and the Buddha behind him also acted in the same way. They closed their eyes and waited, actually removing all defenses and not making any resistance.

As the huge palm crashed down, Master Wuchao's body was annihilated into nothingness. Only a trace of clear and complete gray soul was spared under the deliberate protection of the big hand.

"Next time we meet..." The Dao Realm clone chewed these words, slowly raised a slightly meaningful smile at the corner of his mouth, and murmured to himself: "Don't worry, we will meet soon...Ksitigarbha ,Buddha!"

On the other side, the martyr witnessed such a terrifying fight with his own eyes, and his expression became uncertain.

The battle between Daluo Jinxian and the powerful semi-saint at the peak of his realm was not uncommon in the first generation where he lived, where capable people and strangers emerged in large numbers.

But this is a character whose strength is infinitely close to that of the Hunyuan Golden Immortal. Under Zhu Houzhao's hands, he was defeated before he could even make it through a single round, and ended up with the desolate end of disappearing.

When his heart was shocked, the martyr could not help but ask himself:

"If I fight with him when my strength is back to its peak, then... who will win and who will lose?"