I Am a Corpse Collector In the World of Cultivating Immortals Chapter 166

  Chapter 166 Ming Ren has fallen, not as good as him!

   "Mahayana!" On that day, the news of Misty's destruction of the Three Immortals Sect spread all over the world, and the news that Bai Ling was Mahayana was also spreading rapidly.

   "Sect Master Bai can become Mahayana, doesn't it mean that she broke the Mahayana curse, and we will have a chance to break through in the future?" You Dujie said consummately, with joy in his eyes.

   "The destruction of the three immortal sects that have been inherited for countless years is unprecedented. With the emergence of Mahayana, will there be a great world in Dongzhou? To restore the glory of a million years ago, from now on, the world will go through catastrophes like dogs, and Mahayana will go everywhere?"

   "No, why didn't I perceive the changes in the world? Could it be that only through the robbery can the Mahayana be achieved?"

  On this day, all the monks were shocked by the news of the destruction of the three great immortal sects, and at the same time they were astonished and doubtful about Bai Ling, a Mahayana.

  Discussion is discussion, but no one knows how Bai Ling became a Mahayana, and no news has come out in Misty.

   "Back then when they encircled Misty, Daxia was the main force that slaughtered the Misty sect. Now that the three great immortal sects have been destroyed, it's Daxia's turn!" Someone set their sights on the Immortal Dynasty.

   "Taizu fought for so many years and endured all kinds of hardships to build a dynasty, but did it take five generations to perish? It only lasted more than 10,000 years. Will it become the shortest immortal dynasty in hundreds of thousands of years?"

   "Inevitably, when Mahayana is in the world, who dares to take the lead? Even the former number one in the world, Wushuangjianxiu may have to back away and dare not reappear!"

  Boom!

   At this time, outside the Great Xia Imperial City.

  Warships kept approaching, and Mingren mobilized five million troops to surround the imperial city.

   In the critical autumn of life and death, almost to the point of desperation, everyone is ready to fight.

  The three major immortal sects were destroyed, and Daxia supported more than a dozen people to complete the tribulation, and there were not many great masters in the territory of the immortal dynasty.

  Although five million troops were mobilized, the court was still in a panic. They had no choice but to face not only two major forces, but also a real Mahayana!

   That one person destroyed the Taoist sect by himself, how shocking the world is!

   "Your Majesty, the army has almost been transferred, what's the next plan?" In the hall, a minister knelt down and asked.

  On the Supreme Throne, Ming Ren Emperor Li Xuan looked as usual.

   "Is there any movement outside the country?" He asked.

   "The spies came to report that Bai Lingli did not enter the Tianguan, and it seems that he has gone back." The minister replied.

  Although Bai Ling turned back halfway, they didn't feel happy at all. The situation was grim. Sooner or later, Daxia would be destroyed. It was almost a foregone conclusion.

   Unless Daxia also produces a Mahayana, but is it possible?

   "Mahayana." Akihito murmured, not knowing what he was thinking.

   In the blink of an eye, three days have passed.

   "When will Great Xia be destroyed, I'm still waiting to watch the show."

"Do you like to gloat? The destruction of the Immortal Dynasty is not as simple as the destruction of the Immortal Gate. The Nuo Daxian Dynasty has countless people under its rule and how many counties and cities it divides. Once the Immortal Dynasty is destroyed, the luck will collapse. The family of luck forces will definitely be affected, and there will definitely be some turmoil at that time."

   "Unrest? Winners and losers. Great Xia planted karma back then, and everyone has to pay the price! And for many people, it's nothing more than a change of master. The dynasty and immortal sect are the same."

   "But this is the fairy dynasty of luck, if luck is destroyed, it will be affected!"

  Countless people are arguing, some think that Misty should not destroy Daxia, and can be made into a puppet fairy dynasty, and some outsiders think that this is the consequence of encircling Misty back then, and it is the price to be paid.

  However, no matter how they discuss, the decision is in Misty's hands, and it depends on Bai Ling's attitude.

   "The Supreme Elder of the Heavenly Sword Sect seeks to see Master Misty!"

  In the past few days, many powerful people who have successfully crossed the tribulation went to the Misty Immortal Gate in person, hoping to find the way to enter the Mahayana.

   But they were all dismissed by Ning Tian. How to become a Mahayana has never been announced.

   "How can I treat me like this when I come here with all my heart and sincerity?" Some strong people are not reconciled. Seeing Bai Ling becoming a Taoist, it seems that he has seen the hope of Mahayana.

   But how powerful Misty is now, although he is unwilling, everyone dare not act wildly.

  Boom.

   On the fifth day, before Piao Miao took any action, there was an inexplicable movement in the imperial city.

   "Are you finally going to do it?" Chen Shen opened his eyes from the retreat, and he appeared in the sky in an instant, looking at the imperial tomb.

  In the center of the imperial mausoleum, there is a person standing, Emperor Ming Ren, Li Xuan!

   "At the beginning, everyone said that he had great perseverance and was the son of luck, but he never practiced the method of luck. After many years, he still practiced the method of imperial luck."

  Chen Shen looked at Ming Ren and thought.

  Li Xuan, back then was hailed as the holy grandson, the number one person under heaven, and even for a while, his reputation was comparable to unparalleled.

  He has been an emperor for six thousand years, and his cultivation has already reached the completion of the catastrophe. Now facing the threat of Mahayana, he has to make a final decision.

   Devour the dragon of luck!

  Wen Guang had done this before, but at that time, his luck was not at its peak, and his wisdom was not fully developed.

  The current imperial mausoleum's fortune has long overflowed, and the effect of the Golden Scale Tomb is getting better day by day.

Roar!

   Qiyun gave birth to Lingzhi, turned into a giant dragon, and played by the Qiyun Lake.

  Beside it, there are several huge monsters. They show doting and reluctance.

  The holy beasts all know it, and Akihito wants to devour it today, and try to break through Mahayana with the help of huge luck.

   This is the only way out. The Imperial Mausoleum's luck may be severely damaged, but in the face of the danger of destruction, what is this?

   "Ah!" There was a shocking roar from the center, and Akihito made a move.

  Suppressed by six lucky holy beasts, the dragon of luck was integrated into the emperor's body.

  Boom!

  At this moment, Li Xuan's aura was so powerful that it was terrifying, and the aura released by accident was like a stormy sea, as if infinitely approaching Mahayana.

  Boom!

  He just started to break through in the center of the imperial mausoleum, without any plans to move the ground.

  Chen Shen shook his head slightly, no longer paying attention, the ending is doomed!

   On the second day, before Misty came, a major earthquake occurred in Daxia.

  Akihito has fallen!

  The emperor who ruled the Great Xia for more than six thousand years failed to break through and died under the catastrophe!

   It can only be said that time is fate.

  Wen Guang never died in the breaking of the realm back then, on the contrary, it was the strongest monarch who died.

  Emperor Empress, the Taiyi Saintess of that year committed suicide the day after Mingren's death and followed Li Xuan.

  The sect perishes, the emperor dies, and she has nothing to miss.

   "Your Majesty, you should go first, let us wait and see what we can do!" A minister cried.

  The day after Mingren's fall, the Crown Prince of the Eastern Palace ascended the throne!

   Seizure? Five million troops are still standing outside the city, who dares to rebel?

   Besides, Li Xuan seemed to know his fate, so he made a will in advance.

   "Li Xuan is dead and unwilling to be the king of subjugation!" Someone joked.

  The new king ascended the throne and took the title of the country, but it will start from next year, and this year is still Mingrenli.

   In the blink of an eye, more than a month has passed since Akihito's fall.

   But Misty never made any move, instead, their disciples opened up wasteland in Immortal Sword Sect and Taiyi Sect, and they were all very excited.

  The people in the imperial city were panicked.

  Piaomiao didn't call, but up to the new king, down to the courtiers, they all sat like needles, flustered in their hearts.

   It's another month.

   "By the way, when will they call?" The crowd watching the theater was in a hurry. The three great immortal sects were destroyed. They didn't have time to appreciate it, and they were waiting for this battle.

   As a result, it has been more than two months, and Misty still hasn't moved.

  Not only the people who watched the show were anxious, but also the high-level executives of Misty Miao.

   "Master, when Daxia is destroyed, the people below can't wait, and want to avenge the disciples who died that year."

  Ning Tian came to Bai Ling's residence with a few people who successfully crossed the catastrophe.

   "If this matter is cancelled, Great Xia cannot be destroyed." Bai Ling shook his head and said.

  Hearing this, Ning Tian became anxious immediately, and asked very puzzled: "Master, why is this? Is it really taking into account the fate of those people who are like ants?"

  Bai Ling paused, glanced at the urgent disciples, and exposed his left shoulder. There, there was a hideous sword wound, the law is indestructible, and there were some bones under the flesh and blood.

   "This is?" Ning Tian was taken aback.

   "Wu Shuang Jianxiu, I was defeated by him." Bai Ling said softly, but it was as if the earth was shocked, and the rest of the people froze in place.

   "?????" Ning Tian and others.

  The only Mahayana in the world, lost to a Dujie Wushou?

   "Master, you are saying that with your cultivation strength, you are not as good as a transcending tribulation?" Ning Tian trembled, wanting to confirm it again, he couldn't believe this fact.

  Not to mention him, the other Du Jie present were equally unbelievable, their eyes were beyond shock.

  However, Bai Ling showed bitterness on his face. Recalling the battle more than a month ago, there was surprise in his eyes, and he said complicatedly:

"This person lives in the imperial city, and has great karma with Daxia. I didn't choose to kill the imperial city that day, but because of this consideration, I fought with him later. Although I can't accept it, the fact is that. I am inferior to him!"

   "If he goes to the imperial city, he will definitely make a move. At that time, we may repeat the mistakes of the three great immortal sects."

   "." Ning Tian.

Oh shit! How strong is that Wushuangjian, even Mahayana can't check and balance him.

   And he also just found out that this person lives in the imperial city.

   "Doesn't it mean that I have no hope of revenge, and Da Xia cannot be destroyed?" He said in a concentrated voice.

"That's not the case. No matter how strong he is, if he doesn't enter the Mahayana, he will still fall after eight or nine thousand years. I am already a Mahayana, and my life span has already doubled. After this person dies, I will avenge my blood. But at that time, I guess you are Can't see it anymore."

  Bai Ling smiled, not too disappointed.

   "." Everyone.

  Although this is the reason, they always feel a little pricked.

   "Since that's the case, the disciple will leave first!" Ning Tian and the others were a little disappointed, they didn't expect the truth to be like this.

"etc!"

   Before they had gone far, they were stopped again, and they all turned their heads in doubt.

   "Wushuang Jianxiu is not a man of fame and fortune, so don't spread the word about it."

   "I'll find out later." Ning Tian and the others were slightly puzzled, but still nodded.

   "Actually. If it gets out, I will lose face." Bai Ling added in his mind.

  As a Mahayana unparalleled, but lost to Yidujie, it is somewhat embarrassing.

   Fortunately, Chen Shen will never publicize this matter, and the face is still there.

  "This guy" Bai Ling stood in front of the door, looking in the direction of Da Xia, with a complex expression on his face.

  (end of this chapter)

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