Divine weapons are the most powerful weapons and can help gods defeat adversity.

With the Kunlun Realm's eternal heritage, it has only accumulated ten artifacts. Each of them has a name, a huge origin, and an ancient inheritance. It is a treasure for the realm.

However, what overturned Master Jinju's knowledge was that a middle-ranked god actually took out the Six Swords Artifact at once.

All are swords!

The only regret is that all the six divine realms are corrupted to varying degrees.

…

Under the Sansheng sect.

Thousands of swords are flying, and the spirit is majestic.

The Yin Cauldron of the Great God Jin Ju was originally a powerful weapon, but it was unable to withstand the divine sword and turned into pieces.

"The ghost realm is boundless, and the gate of mourning is wide open."

The ghost energy and regular divine patterns in the body of the Great God Jinju surged out like huge waves, and in an instant, a ghost world of darkness and darkness emerged.

In this divine world, corpses are like a sea, the blood moon is in the sky, and the power of decay is floating away.

Chi Yao, Fengchen Sword God, Xiao Hei, and Prajna were stained by the power of decay. Their skin first turned gray, and then turned into gray, exactly the same color as the corpses on the ground.

There were four mourning doors opened underground, which were dark red in color and were located right under their bodies, swallowing them up and falling into endless weightlessness.

The feeling of weightlessness was extremely uncomfortable, as if I was falling all the time and couldn't control my body.

"This is the power of Sangmen, the most powerful magical power of Master Jinju." Sword God Fengchen wanted to mobilize the power of the secret of swordsmanship to fight against Sangmen, but failed.

In the body of the Buddhist deity, except for the profound truth of Buddhism, it is difficult for any other profound truth to have any effect.

The body of the deity is a place of confinement for any monk, and it is the most difficult prison in the world to break.

"Chichi!"

The Great God Jinju stood beside a green will-o'-the-wisp. The temperature of the will-o'-the-wisp reached 30 million levels. Once the false god got involved, he would be instantly wiped out.

Even though the life of the lower god is powerful, once caught in the will-o'-the-wisp, it cannot last long.

Only the middle gods and upper gods who have cultivated into the world of gods can last longer. However, they cannot escape death.

Great God Jinju looked at the four gods who were trapped in the world of gods and the mourning sect, and laughed gloomily: "You are still too young after all. You actually think that you can compete with the great gods by mastering the divine weapon. Which of the great gods has not been practicing for dozens of years?

Ten thousand years, how can you, a few thousands of years old, compete with each other?"

Master Jin Ju waved his arm lightly.

The will-o'-the-wisps beneath my feet turned into four long rivers of flames, pouring into the four funeral gates.

Chi Yao controlled five divine swords and attacked Sangmen.

However, there were boundless regular divine patterns and ghost energy pouring out, which neutralized her attack, making it difficult to pose a threat to the Sangmen. It was not that the divine sword was disadvantageous, but that the water flowed even more when the sword was drawn.

The gap in cultivation between her and the great god is more than ten times, and it cannot be made up by mastering a divine weapon.

Fengchen Sword God used the sword god to protect his body, turned into sword light, and rushed towards the mourning gate, but was knocked back by an invisible air flow, and fell into a state of weightlessness again, as if he was falling into an endless abyss.

Xiaohei and Prajna both entered the divine realm for the first time and have not yet cultivated into the divine realm.

However, Xiao Hei holds the Ice Soul Cold Bead, which can still resist the will-o'-the-wisp.

However, Prajna could only rely on the Gate of True Self, the Destiny Staff, and the Hundred Dragon Bright Emperor's Armor to support it hard. Unfortunately, the temperature of the will-o'-the-wisp was so terrible that it turned the supreme sacred weapon, the Hundred Dragon Bright Emperor's Armor, red, as if it was about to melt.

Xiao Hei wanted to help her, but they were divided into different mourning sects, and he couldn't help her. He was so anxious that he roared angrily: "Monkey, if the emperor does not die today, after he goes out,

, it will definitely destroy your nest."

The great god Jin Ju ignored it at all and regarded it as dead.

Although the Ice Emperor's Divine Marks are powerful, the Great God is the overlord in the divine realm and is not afraid of the Divine Marks of the God.

Only when the true form of the god arrives can the great god be restrained.

"Prajna..."

Chi Yao saw Prajna trapped in the will-o'-the-wisp and could no longer hold on, so she called out like this.

There was no fear in Prajna's eyes, as if he had taken life and death lightly, and said: "Today is my disaster. Now I will blow up my divine source and destroy his divine world. You can take this opportunity to escape from trouble and kill him in the future to avenge me."

If you can live, who wants to die?

Even though this world made her extremely painful and sad, at the moment when she was about to explode her divine source, Prajna could not help but look towards the Sansheng Gate.

It's a pity that in the ghost world of Jinju Master, the Sanshengmen can't be seen, and there is only darkness in front of you.

Chi Yao, like an emperor, said in a commanding tone: "Don't do this, we still have a chance..."

Xiao Hei let out a series of angry curses.

Prajna could no longer hear what Chi Yao said after that. The five senses were closed, and the divine energy in the body was circulating, rushing towards the divine source.

"In front of a great god, do you still want to explode your divine source?"

The spiritual power of Master Jinju was released, condensed into a white beam, flew into the mourning gate, and struck Prajna, instantly shattering her soul and leaving a bloody hole on her back.

The self-destruction of the divine source failed.

The soul is broken.

Prajna completely lost consciousness, and his divine body floated in the funeral gate and was burned by ghost fire.

…

At this moment, Zhang Ruochen, who was in the Sansheng Sect, felt a pain in his heart and had a strong feeling.

"not good!"

He immediately rushed out and saw on the golden water outside, the ghostly aura was mighty and powerful, which was extremely shocking.

"This power... is so terrifying, has it reached the level of a great god, right?"

Zhang Ruochen couldn't see Xiao Hei and Prajna, but he could sense their aura in the dark ghost aura.

He knew that with his own cultivation, he was no match for those who came, so he returned to the Three Lives Sect.

"Ancient Buddha, my friend Da Jie, can you help me?" Zhang Ruochen said.

The Buddha's shadow in the water said: "The other party is the great god of the ghost clan. If I were not dead, I would be able to subdue him. But, I have been dead for eight hundred thousand years! If you hide in the Sanshengmen, I can protect you, but really

There is nothing you can do to save your friend."

"You don't need the ancient Buddha to conquer him, I will conquer him myself. But please, the ancient Buddha, lend me the power of a move."

"One move, still no problem."

Zhang Ruochen took out "The Picture of the Sixth Patriarch's Explanation of Zen", cut his wrist and dripped blood on it.

"The Picture of the Sixth Patriarch's Zen" was painted by the holy monk Xumi. Zhang Ruochen didn't understand why his own blood could activate it before. Now, he finally understands!

…

The world of ghosts and gods.

The wind is blowing and the air is cold.

The eyes of Chi Yao and Feng Chen Sword God were extremely cold, as if they both wanted to self-destruct their divine source and die together with the Great God Jin Ju.

Xiao Hei kept talking and greeted all the eighteen generations of Jin Ju's ancestors, regardless of whether Jin Ju had any ancestors.

"Go ahead and scold as much as you want, you will be next. I really want to know if the soul of the Ice Emperor's son is more delicious?"

With a cruel smile on his face, Master Jin Ju came to the funeral gate where Prajna was suppressed, and stretched out a white ape ghost hand, trying to collect the fragments of Prajna's soul.

"Amitabha!"

A mighty Buddha's voice, like a bell and a bell, resounded throughout the boundless ghost realm.

Master Jin Ju's expression changed. He raised his head and looked up into the sky. He saw that the sky, which was originally dark red illuminated by the blood moon, turned golden. The Buddha's light penetrated in wisps.

Not to mention the Great God Jin Ju, even Xiao Hei, Chi Yao, and Feng Chen Sword God all had expressions on their faces.

"Boom!"

A thousand-foot-long golden palm shattered the sky of the divine world.

The blood moon then fell, and the entire ghost world was rapidly collapsing.

Master Jin Ju felt an unprecedented terrifying aura, and looked in the direction of the Sansheng Gate. He saw a huge Maitreya-like true Buddha standing there, and the Buddha's light on his body shone thousands of miles away.

His breasts were exposed, his feet were bare, and his face was precious.

Master Jinju originally thought that the ancient Yunqing Buddha was dead and not stiff, and he had a desire to resist. However, when he saw the appearance of the real Buddha and the golden handprint hanging in the sky, he was so frightened that he almost lost his mind.

"Sixth...sixth ancestor..."

Master Jinju knelt down directly, not even daring to have the desire to escape, and his whole body was shaking.

The Great God Jinju has never seen the Sixth Patriarch, but he has seen the Sixth Patriarch's Buddha statue and obtained the Sixth Patriarch's treasure. The aura of this Buddha is exactly the same as that of the Sixth Patriarch's treasure, and the power is so terrifying.

Besides the Sixth Patriarch, who else could there be?

"The ghost master was right, the Sixth Patriarch is indeed alive. How could a Buddha-level existence fall so easily? One hundred thousand years ago, in order to kill Sumeru, who had just reached the Buddha-level, the hell world paid a heavy price."
To be continued...