The country romantic little doctor king

Chapter 652: Extreme Sword Intention, Sword Slashing the Stars

“In this Dharma Ending Age, you are a genius for having come this far. But your wish to rely on the faith and power of all living beings to condense your Taoist body and live a second life is destined to be in vain. The more faith and power of all living beings you accept, the more seriously your soul will be polluted. In the end, even if you can live a second life, you will be neither human nor ghost, and will no longer be you, An Bei Qingming. If this Shinto road is easy to walk, there have been so many talented people throughout the ages, would they not have thought of it? Then the world would have been full of gods and immortals long ago.” Chen Yang said coldly, looking at the residual body of An Bei Qingming.

When he said this, everyone in the audience was stunned.

Is it possible to gather the faith and power of all living beings, help the residual soul to condense into a Taoist body, and live a second life in this way?

“If you don’t cultivate to the level of transformation of spirit, condense the immortal primordial spirit, and cultivate the pure yang spirit, without fear of any pollution, then anyone who dares to walk the path of the spirit will only die. If I’m not mistaken, you are suffering from the trouble of being possessed by the devil now, right?” Chen Yang looked at An Bei Qingming and said aloud.

"You kid, you know a lot. Who are you? With your experience, you shouldn't know this." An Bei Qingming's face was extremely gloomy, because every word Chen Yang said was true and it touched his heart.

This strand of his soul had been polluted and was no longer his pure self.

He had discovered this a long time ago.

But since he has embarked on this path of Shinto practice, there is no turning back. He must continue to absorb the faith and power of all living beings, otherwise this remnant soul will decay and perish.

It is said that the incense he enjoyed, in addition to his own incense, also included the incense of the Twelve Shikigami, because the Twelve Shikigami were the ghosts and gods he worshipped, and each of them had a wisp of his differentiated soul.

At least half of the faith and power of all living beings absorbed by the twelve shikigami will be fed back to him.

"You are not qualified to know who I am. A dead person should go to reincarnation properly, instead of staying in this world and living like a ghost." Chen Yang looked at him disdainfully and said coldly.

He stretched out his finger and pointed at Anbei Qingming.

Suddenly, a streak of light cut through the sky, and the Sun and Moon Flying Swords were as fast as lightning, rushing through Anbei Qingming's body and tearing his remaining soul into pieces.

However, history is surprisingly similar. A ball of light condensed and soon Anbei Qingming appeared again.

Hey!

Anbei Qingming let out an angry roar, which did not sound like a human voice, but more like the roar of a demon from hell.

"Youngster from the Eastern Power, you have irritated me, completely irritated me!"

"As you said, the path of incense and gods is indeed not easy to walk, and the backlash is too severe. Then I will borrow your good words and change another path, to take over another body and be reborn. I think your body is very good, surpassing the physical bodies of ordinary gods, and it is pure and spotless, like the glass body of the Moonlight Bodhisattva in Buddhism. It should be able to bear my soul and even purify my soul, allowing me to live a few more years like a real human." An Bei Qingming spoke, staring at Chen Yang's physical body, with the greed in his eyes completely undisguised.

In the eyes of ordinary people, Chen Yang is just a handsome, suave and romantic man.

But in Anbei Qingming's eyes, Chen Yang's body was a flawless container, as pure as crystal, with surging fluctuations of divine power.

You know, when it comes to Anbei Qingming's level, the soul is so powerful that it is unimaginable. The flesh of ordinary people cannot bear it at all. If you try to take over the body by force, you will explode and die in minutes.

Even the physical body of a martial arts master cannot carry his soul for too long.

In addition, the physical bodies of ordinary people and warriors are impure and full of filth. If they take over other people's bodies, it will also pollute the soul.

Therefore, Anbei Qingming rarely practices the act of possessing another's body.

However, Chen Yang's body is an exception. His Xuanhuang Dao body has achieved minor success and he has been struck by lightning, which is equivalent to having survived the thunder tribulation when breaking through the divine realm. His body is flawless, pure and clear, and his divine power fluctuates like mountains and seas. It is simply the best perfect body in the world.

If he could take over this body, Anbei Qingming felt that he could live for a hundred years without any problem. He could live a high-quality life like a normal person, instead of just lingering on.

"Take over my body? Anbei Qingming, you still haven't faced the reality. Even your twelve Shikigami were defeated by me. Do you think your ending will be better than theirs?" Chen Yang said with a sneer.

"Youngsters from the great Eastern country, do you think that I, Anbei Qingming, have been living a life of idleness for more than a thousand years? Don't I have any tricks?" Anbei Qingming said angrily.

The divine light in his eyes suddenly surged, and even formed two vortices that kept spinning in his eyes.

Then he opened his mouth and inhaled, and countless evil spirits between heaven and earth rolled in. His mouth was like a bottomless pit, madly absorbing these evil spirits.

There were even sounds of ghosts wailing. It turned out that some wandering ghosts were lured here by him and swallowed up by him.

Anbei Qingming usually avoids these evil spirits and ghosts, because they will pollute his soul. He absorbs the faith and power of all living beings in order to create a pure yang Taoist body.

But at this moment, a great war was imminent and he could not care about so much.

Boom boom boom!

After absorbing such a huge amount of evil energy, his body swelled up like an inflated ball.

Two meters, three meters, five meters...

In the end, Anbei Qingming's soul even expanded to ten meters high, like a giant.

What is even more horrifying is that his image has also changed. He is no longer in human form, but has a green face and fangs, three heads and six arms, like a demon from hell.

This is his ghostly and divine form.

He showed his ghostly form, which meant he was ready to fight Chen Yang for real.

"Ah! Ghost!"

The two girls from the Wu family were so frightened that they screamed.

The faces of the elders and disciples of Medicine God Sect turned pale and they stepped back involuntarily.

Even Chen Jiuyang's lips were trembling.

He was a half-step god, and standing in front of Anbei Qingming's ghostly divine image, he felt as small as an ant. He had no doubt that Anbei Qingming's ghostly divine image could slap him to death with one slap.

"Ancestor..."

An Bei Tianming was also shocked. It was the first time he saw the old ancestor in this form. He actually became a ghost. It was obvious that the incense god's path had gone astray.

However, at this critical moment, his life and that of his ancestor might be in danger at any time. Even if his ancestor could become a ghost or god, that would be a good thing.

Unfolding a ten-meter-high ghost and god image, Anbei Qingming's aura rose sharply, and was no weaker than Chen Yang's. It was clear that he had also reached the level of the god realm.

Boom!

Anbei Qingming's ten-meter-tall Dharma image stomped his feet suddenly, causing the earth to rumble and a huge deep pit to sink.

"cut!"

Chen Yang was a ruthless man who didn't say much. He summoned the Sun and Moon Flying Swords again and slashed at An Bei Qingming.

scoff!

This time, the Sun and Moon Flying Sword flew at three times the speed of sound, and the sword energy and thunderous sound drew out a golden sword rainbow, which was powerful and invincible.

Even a main battle tank cannot withstand the attack of the Sun and Moon Flying Sword. It will be torn into a large hole that is transparent inside and out. Its power is only stronger than that of an anti-tank armor-piercing projectile.

An ordinary martial arts master would be injured if he just brushed against it, or even die if he was touched by it.

Facing the attack from the Sun and Moon Flying Swords, An Bei Qingming's ten-meter-tall ghost image did not dodge, but raised a door-panel-sized palm and slapped it.

There was a loud bang and a string of dazzling sparks, and then the Sun and Moon Flying Sword flew out horizontally, but was actually discovered and slapped away by Anbei Qingming's ten-meter-tall ghost.

Click!

The Sun and Moon Flying Swords were deeply embedded in the bluestone ground, with only a small section of the hilt exposed.

"what?"

"this……?"

"how is this possible?"

……

Hiss!

In an instant, all the onlookers were shocked.

The two girls from the Wu family were so frightened that their faces turned pale.

After Anbei Qingming's transformation, his fighting power soared like a rocket, and even the Sun and Moon Flying Swords could not do anything to him.

"Hahaha, you little bastard from the East, are you scared? You're just a little brat, you haven't grown up yet, but you're so arrogant. Do you really think you're invincible and no one can control you? Once my ancestor shows up, he will torture you like an ant!" An Bei Tianming laughed, as if ancestor Qingming had won a great victory.

Boom!

At this time, Anbei Qingming punched out again, causing the sky to shake.

However, it was not aimed at Chen Yang, but at the huge fire barrier formed by the Eight-Gate Earth Fire Array.

At this time, the twelve Shikigami were about to die under the burning of the fire, and they had to be helped.

These twelve shikigami are not only important to the Anbei family, but more importantly to Anbei Qingming, as if they are an extension of his life.

Rumble!

Click!

The great flaming barrier that was said to be able to withstand attacks from the divine realm shook violently at first, then actually cracked, leaving several long and thin cuts under the earth-shaking punch of Anbei Qingming's ten-meter-tall ghost-god image.

Therefore, if a few more punches are delivered, the great fire barrier will surely be broken, and the twelve Shikigami can be saved.

However, just as Anbei Qingming clenched his fist again and was preparing to strike again, Chen Yang also made his move.

Chen Yang raised his right hand, gently clenched it towards the air, and shouted, "Sword!"

scoff!

The Sun and Moon Flying Sword, which was stuck into the bluestone ground with only a small section of the hilt exposed, suddenly rose from the ground. A cold sword light burst out from the surface of the sword, drew an arc in the air, and fell into Chen Yang's hands.

"Spiritual soldiers, come out too!" Chen Yang called again.

There was a flash of light between the eyebrows, as if a vertical pupil appeared, and a ray of golden sword light rushed out from it. It was the Yuanshen sword.

"Enter the sword!" Chen Yang said in a low voice.

As his words fell, everyone saw an incredible scene. The Yuanshen Small Sword actually plunged into the Sun and Moon Flying Sword and merged perfectly together.

boom!

After integrating the Yuanshen weapon, the aura of the Sun and Moon Flying Sword suddenly changed. A brilliant light burst out from the surface of the sword, and the sun, moon and stars were revolving around the sword. A grand and inexplicable aura was emitted, filled with endless killing and endless killing, as if an ancient demon god had awakened, was extremely hungry and wanted to kill all living beings.

The integration of the Yuanshen Bing into the Sun-Moon Flying Sword gave the Sun-Moon Flying Sword a killing power specifically targeting spirits, ghosts and gods.

Moreover, the Yuanshen Soldier can also act as the sword spirit of the Sun and Moon Flying Sword, allowing the Sun and Moon Flying Sword to burst out with explosive power that is almost as powerful as the Holy Soldier.

Buzz!

Affected by the sword power of the Sun and Moon Flying Swords, the Qingshuang and Qinghong swords in the hands of Wu Xueer and Wu Yaner began to vibrate, not with joy, but with trembling.

Even the ten-meter-tall ghost image of An Bei Qingming was terrified. Looking at the changes in the Sun and Moon Flying Swords, he felt a sense of impending crisis of death.

"Xue'er, Yan'er, you have seen clearly what the true ultimate sword intent is!" Chen Yang said to the two girls of the Wu family.

As soon as he finished speaking, he raised his hand and waved: "Cut! The first move of Xuanhuang Sword Art, cut the stars with the sword!"

Clang!

As his words fell, the Sun and Moon Flying Swords, which had been integrated with the Yuanshen Weapon, slashed out and disappeared from the spot in an instant, and slashed towards Anbei Qingming's ten-meter-tall ghost and god image at three or four times the speed of sound.

In an instant, the void exploded and the sky and the earth changed color.

The clanging of swords resounded throughout the sky and the earth, like the sound of thunder.

The sun, moon, and stars seemed to be shattered by the sharp sword.

There was only a long, straight sword mark left in the void, nothing else, as if it was the trace of the void being torn apart.

"No!"

Anbei Qingming's face suddenly changed and he wanted to escape, but it was too late.

Combined with the Yuanshen weapon, the power of the Sun and Moon Flying Sword is unimaginable, with dual lethality to the body and soul.

Click!

Under this sword, the ten-meter-tall ghost image of Anbei Qingming was as fragile as tofu, and was easily split in half from head to toe.

Then, the ghost and god's image that was split in half exploded further and turned into a storm of evil energy that filled the sky.

"This, this is impossible! How could the Dharma image that my ancestor has cultivated for thousands of years be killed by your sword? This can't be real! It's an illusion, all of it!" An Bei Tianming lost his voice and yelled like a shrew, his eyes full of disbelief.

"Wow, my master's sword is so powerful!" Wu Yan'er's eyes were full of stars.

"Is this the ultimate sword intent? When the sword intent is condensed to the extreme, it can cut off the sun, moon and stars. One day I must reach this level!" Wu Xueer involuntarily clenched the Qingshuang Sword in her hand.

Sensing the excitement of its master, the Qingshuang Sword also became more agitated. This time it was not trembling, but joyful.

"If Qingyangzi wasn't dead, after seeing the Little Dan Saint slashing out with such a sword, he would probably bury his head in the dirt out of shame and would no longer dare to call himself the number one swordsman in the world." Chen Jiuyang said with a wry smile, but his eyes were full of fanaticism. It was obvious that Chen Yang's sword also shocked him greatly.

"You little bastard, your sword is very sharp, but it still can't kill me, your ancestor!"

A terrifying roar was heard, and Anbei Qingming's ten-meter-tall ghost image appeared again.

At his level, an old ghost who has lived for a thousand years, how strong is the vitality?

Even if Chen Yang's Sun and Moon Flying Sword was integrated with the Yuanshen Weapon, it would be extremely difficult to kill him with one sword.

However, this sword also caused considerable damage to Anbei Qingming's ghost image. Not only did his aura drop, but the sword marks on his back could not be resolved.