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Volume 2 Dayan Holy Land Chapter 21 Fury Burns the Sky (3)

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    The grievances accumulated for thousands of years finally found a place to vent.  Thousands of gods and demons fully demonstrated their power to destroy heaven and earth.

    Holy white, cold black, eerie purple, the brilliance of different colors covers all the splendor of the world, or transforms into the image of hell demons, or takes on the form of the angry Vajra of the kind and holy Buddha, roaring down the light red blood.  The shrouded Ximen Wuji and others swept away.  The God King of Destiny and the remaining tens of thousands of gods and demons watched from a distance, with no expression on their faces. Only when they saw the shaking ice and snow holy tree in the distance, a look of indecision flashed in their eyes.

    In their blood, the Nine Overseas Clans, Chengtian, Sun Ningyan, Ximen Wuji, and even the young Yan Luojin all gritted their teeth and endured.  The reason for struggling is not because of begging for life, but because of unwillingness.

    With today¡¯s situation, they have no idea of ??leaving this place alive.  They just want to fulfill their vows and bite each other twice before dying.

    "However, the way of heaven is ruthless. In the face of strong strength, the weak and naive ideals here have become so far away.

    "Brother Yang can't really think of it!" Looking at the constantly shaking ice and snow holy tree, Ximen Wuji couldn't help but feel anxious.

    With Yang Lingtian¡¯s wisdom, intellectually speaking, he should not come out.  However, in the eyes of the world, he is a fool.  .  Young Master Ximen knew clearly that there was something wrong behind Yang Lingtian's cold face.  .  .  If triggered, then.  .  .  .  .

    "Forget it, Brother Yang will avenge us anyway, so let's end it as soon as possible, and don't think about making any money."

    "Hehe, Brother Yang, I hope to be brothers again in the next life!" Young Master Ximen tried his best to put on a cute smile, and finally decided to end it early.  However, he did not call out to anyone else. He knew that as long as one of the more than two hundred people made a decision, the others would instantly wake up and understand that the humble idea of ??taking a bite out of the other person's body was meaningless.

    Turning his head to look at Yang Lingtian in the distance, he turned and glanced at Sun Ningyan behind him. Ximen Wuji's face was calm. He had no regrets in this life.  I just hate it a little bit.

    He hated himself for why he had never been willing to practice hard and needed Yang Lingtian's protection from the beginning to the end.  If he had strong strength, then at this moment, Yang Lingtian would not have to be in a dilemma and could protect his lover.

    "I must work hard to practice in the next life so that I have the strength to protect my friends." After muttering viciously, Master Ximen circulated the true energy in his body with the supreme yearning for strength and began to perform the self-destruction technique.

    "Haha, do you want strength? I can give it to you right away. At least I can let you protect these people until the kid recovers from his injuries"

    Suddenly, a clear message came into my ears.

    "Who?" Ximen Wuji was stunned for a moment, and turned around to look around. Unfortunately, all he could see were the proud and ferocious faces of the gods and demons in the sky, as well as the unwilling looks of Sun Ningyan and others.

    "No doubt, I will definitely give you power. However, there are some conditions for getting this power!" The deep voice continued.

    Ximen Wuji's spirit was instantly shaken: "No matter what the conditions are, I am willing!" I am not afraid of death anymore, so what conditions should I be afraid of!  As long as Sun Ningyan and the others can be kept alive, Yang Lingtian can rest in peace and recover from his injuries.

    "Haha, don't be anxious." The voice smiled softly, but people couldn't help but feel a chill, a coldness with strong resentment: "Have you ever heard of Hungry Shura?"

    "Hungry Shura?" Ximen Wuji was stunned for a moment.

    He naturally knows the legend of Hungry Shura.  Back when he was at Luo Hun Slope, he used this to show his profound knowledge.  According to classic records, when a person dies, if there is resentment in his heart, he will die with his eyes open. If the resentment reaches a certain level, his soul can turn into a ghost and stay together for a period of time.  But this kind of ghost is very weak and does not have much ability, and it will naturally disperse and disappear without a trace after a period of time.  But if someone was very powerful during his lifetime, and his resentment before death reached a level that could destroy the world, then his soul can be transformed into a hungry Shura.  It can exist forever without birth or death.

    The place where Hungry Shura lives will form a ghost realm.  All the surrounding birds and animals will become undead under its influence.  The land will also turn dark and extremely cold, and there will be resentment covering the clouds and closing the moon no matter day or night.  Within a radius of a hundred miles, no matter whether an animal or a person dies, the broken soul will be attracted to the hungry Shura at the moment it leaves the body.  Once a living being enters the ghost realm, it will be invaded by anger and resentment and turn into a ray of wronged soul, becoming the best food for the growth of hungry Shura.

    ¡°It¡¯s just that when I told this allusion in Luohunpo, I was taught a lesson.  It is said that it is too difficult to form the conditions for the formation of Hungry Shura. Although it is not possible in theory,?Actually it cannot be exceeded.

    "You want me to become a hungry Shura?" After being stunned for a long time, Young Master Ximen finally sent the message through his mind.

    "Haha, you're not stupid, kid." The voice smiled.

    Ximen Wuji frowned: "But even if I die, my cultivation is not enough to become a hungry Shura."

    "What you know about the conditions for the formation of Hungry Shura should be from the classics or from what was told to you." The voice came again, with a hint of a lesson.  "In fact, the situation recorded in the classics of a person becoming a hungry Shura after death does not exist at all. There is only one way to achieve the body of a hungry Shura, and that is to use the body of a living person to gather the power and resentment of ten thousand gods and demons.  And the thing that these ten thousand gods and demons hate the most before they die must be the same person or thing."

    "It's not for nothing! Where did you ask me to gather the resentment and power of ten thousand gods and demons?" Ximen Wuji became a little angry, and suddenly got hope, but suddenly found that hope was just a mirage, no matter what  Who would be angry.

    "Don't be angry. I have the power and resentment of ten thousand gods and demons here. They all want to kill one person." The voice suddenly became solemn: "However, if you want to inherit these things and let them be used by you,  , you have to give up something.¡±

    "What are you giving up? I am willing!" Ximen Wuji said directly through a message without even thinking about it.

    "Abandon body and mind! All "human" emotions. If you inherit these things, then whoever comes close to you will be infected by the Shura Qi in your body and die. In the end, the soul will be absorbed by you, whether it is a relative or a friend.  . You will become a monster that no one can approach! You will hide in the darkness for your whole life, never see the light of day, and endure endless pain alone. You will have to live endlessly."

    "Everyone who comes close to me will die?" Ximen Wuji was stunned for a moment.  He turned around and glanced at Sun Ningyan, the others, and Yang Lingtian. Perhaps death was not terrible, but if he could never see Sun Ningyan, the others, and Yang Lingtian again, that would indeed be worse than death.  Even if you don't see them, won't they look for you?

    "Think about it carefully." Seeing Ximen Wuji's hesitant look, the voice sighed softly, whether it was disappointment or satisfaction.

    "Haha, no need to think about it, I am willing." Ximen Wuji smiled sadly.  With their strength, Yang Lingtian and the others wanted to find him, but he didn't know how to run away.

    When he was in Tianwu Continent, because of his poor qualifications and obesity, no one thought highly of him and no one regarded him as a friend.  At the beginning, he didn't know that Prince Liu Huan was using him, but he was still willing to be used.  Because Liu Huan would treat him as a friend, at least on the surface.  However, Yang Lingtian and others did not have any intentions towards him, but regarded him as a friend and protected him in every possible way.

    Isn¡¯t it just hiding in the darkness alone for the rest of your life?  Haha, what does it matter?  As long as you can do something for them, falling into hell forever will be nothing more than a cloud.

    "Okay, remember, after you become a hungry Shura, you will help us kill the God King of Destiny, because all of us, ten thousand people, want to eat his flesh and drink his blood before we die."

    "God King of Destiny?" Ximen Wuji was stunned again.

    Listening to the tone of this voice, it is obvious that he should be one of the ancient gods and demons.  The God King of Destiny was the leader of the gods in ancient times. He was highly respected and led a group of gods and demons to fight against the catastrophe of the end of the world.  But the god in front of him actually said that he hated him to the core.

    Of course, it is normal for a leader, no matter how wise, to be resented by one or two people. However, there are tens of thousands of gods and demons in front of him.

    And the strangest thing is that it is still the deepest resentment before death.  If it were a political opponent, there would never be such unforgettable hatred.  There are only two possibilities for forming this kind of hatred. One is that the whole family is killed, and the other is that the person is betrayed and killed by someone he trusts.  However, it seems that the most popular god-king would not kill a whole family, or even a whole family of 10,000 people.

    ¡°Did he betray his friends?  .  .  Still ten thousand people.  .  .  .

    Ximen Wuji turned his head to look at the God King in the sky, falling into reverie.  But the voice didn't give him much time to think.

    Suddenly, he felt as if his soul was being swept into the black void by a powerful force. At the same time, a storm rolled in from the thick darkness. The huge force tore him apart in an instant, and golden lightning burst from the void.  It fell down and completely opened his body!

    His spirit looked at his body quietly in the sky.

    On the surface, his fat body remained the same, but he knew in his heart that earth-shaking changes were taking place inside his body.  Because the soul connected to his body could clearly feel that the force of the storm was tearing every muscle in his body to pieces and then painfully rebuilding it.

    pain.  ???.  Into the heart.  But there were no complaints or regrets. Even Young Master Ximen, who was always afraid of hardship, was still full of joy.

    Because he knew that after the short-term physical pain, he would have strong power to protect his lover and friends, allowing Yang Lingtian to rest in peace in the holy tree of ice and snow.

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