Chapter 4850: Luo Jun's Fall and Execution?

风踏雪一个照面便被杀死，同时，罗军又被宙空偷袭。他一剑斩破宙空的阴阳混洞之后，邪和玄的攻杀也已经爆发开来，全力袭杀向他。
Luo Jun kept roaring in anger, and the Lulizhijian in his hand spun to the extreme, creating a powerful storm of sword blades!
The storm of sword blades was terrifying, swiftly shredding the evil Kai Tian axe and its axe light into pieces, and also shredding the profound vacuum punch of Xuan into pieces.
Luo Jun at this time has no reservations, devotes all his efforts, and his power reaches an unprecedented level.
The heavens crumble, the stars dim, and the universe collapses!
However, all the attacks and killings at this moment are not the end, but only the beginning.
Just as Luo Jun was giving it his all to barely catch the first wave of attacks from everyone.
Suddenly, in front of Luo Jun, a Buddhist chant resounded!
"Amitabha Buddha, Mahavairocana, bestow upon me divine radiance!"
A white-robed monk emerged from the Gate of the Void, appearing calm and composed. Just as he appeared, he was already a thousand miles away. In an instant, without anyone realizing, he had arrived in front of Luo Jun. Then, he reached out his palm and struck towards Luo Jun's chest and abdomen!
Luo Jun's Blade Storm enveloped him in a protective shield!
Xie and Xuan's attacks were shattered by the Blade Storm.
But at this moment, the monk extended his pure white palm directly into the Blade Storm.
The palm entered the Storm of Sword Blades and immediately felt like a rock being sucked into a high-speed engine, causing a major disruption in the operation of the storm. However, soon after, the palm was ground into pieces.
With a bang, the fragments of my hand were spinning in the onslaught of blade storm.
Then, those shards seemed to have a pattern and quickly condensed, transforming once again into a pure, soft hand.
Just a tremor...
Boom, the entire Swordblade Storm was instantly dispersed.
At the same time, that pure white and soft palm struck and killed the Purple Thunder Battle Armor on Luo Jun. The fierce thunder inside the Purple Thunder Battle Armor quickly condensed, automatically protecting its owner!
A terrifying vortex of thunder is formed, seemingly intending to tear the starry universe into pieces!
However, the palm reaches into the vortex of thunder, immediately shattering it into fragments, and then the force of the palm continues to spread inward.
With a loud bang, the entire Purple Thunder Battle Armor shattered into countless pieces.
However, Luo Jun's true form was wearing a grinning ghost mask and draped in a black robe.
The palm print of the white-robed monk landed on Luo Jun's abdomen, causing him to spurt out a mouthful of blood.
Fast withdrawal, then the whole person suddenly flickered onto the Sword of Lixia.
The Sword of Lixia turned into a stream of light, shooting towards the white-robed monk.
The white-robed monk shouted again, "Dainichi Nyorai, grant me divine light!"
In his mouth, the Tathagata is not the Tathagata Buddha, but the true nature of self...
It is the true nature of the Tathagata!
This is a state of returning to the original and true freedom!
Only to see the sword of crystal shooting towards him, the monk in white folds his hands together and catches the sword of crystal.
Continuing on, with a flick of both palms, the Sword of Lustrous Glass exploded into countless fragments of energy, accompanied by splashes of blood and flesh.
Thus, Luo Jun's physical body was also destroyed in the process.
This sensational battle came extremely fast and was lightning fast...
The situation changed rapidly, like a gale and heavy rain, it was overwhelming. From Xuan's appearance, the ten divine fists of the vacuum, to the sneak attacks by Xie and Zhou Kong, as well as the appearance of the white-robed monk, all happened in an instant.
This is a mind-blowing game specially prepared for Luo Jun!
It can also be said to be a dead end!
No matter how high Luo Jun's swordsmanship is, with the four ancient gods joining forces, he will still be overwhelmed and defeated on the spot!
Soon, the scene returned to calm.
The white-robed monk reached out and captured all the fragments at the scene. He wanted to carefully study and see if Luo Jun was really dead.
At the same time, Xuan looked at the scene in a mess, also a little stunned, and said, "Could it be true that he's dead?"
Evil sneered and said, "This guy is indeed powerful, but no matter how powerful he is, what does it matter? If the few of us join forces to attack with thunder, who can survive? I dare say, looking at the entire universe, there won't be such a person who can withstand our combined attack!"
宙空表示赞同。
白衣僧人却是不说话。
玄便说道：“道理是这个道理，我就是觉得好像杀得太容易了一些，此人被至尊极度重视，我可不想眼下出什么差错！”
No one could come up with a reason, and in the end, all eyes turned to the white-robed monk.
The white-robed monk is a profound monk of the ancient Daoist sect.
The so-called Daoist sect is not a separate sect from Buddhism and Taoism, but a great way in the world, where the capable ones obtain it.
So there are experts who have achieved enlightenment, and there are also highly respected monks...
The mysterious monk has lived for over a billion years and has traveled through the void of the universe. He has also spread Buddhism and Taoism on various planets.
What he practices is the Mahavairocana Sutra, where the Buddha is present naturally and naturally, the Buddha is like me, and humans and the universe are one entity, it is the innate way of harmony.
It is much more brilliant than the natural way of the Supreme Taoist Ancestor.
These ancient gods, who have lived for billions of years, have always hidden in the corners of the universe and do not appear in the history of civilization. However, in earlier years, they actually went through countless cycles of reincarnation in the history of civilization, and also participated in numerous battles between gods and demons, and so on.
Xie Xian asked, "Master, is this kid really dead?"
The monk remained silent, closing his eyes to sense.
After a long time, he finally said, "Indeed, the mouth of the glass sword has shattered. Along with the shattered glass sword, there were countless flesh and blood creatures. Unfortunately, there were others on his body, and they all died together. The fragments of flesh and blood are so tangled that it is difficult to distinguish whose physical body they belong to."
玄立刻说道：“那小子格外与众不同，他的肉身，应该有不同凡响之处。”
玄僧道：“那口琉璃之剑破碎之时，剑锋太过锐利，已经将所有肉身斩成了原始状态，再无分别。即便是贫僧，也是难以分辨了。”
At this point, Zhong Kong also spoke up, saying, "We have done what we need to do. In the fierce battle just now, I am confident that nothing has escaped. So now, that kid should be dead. And besides, it is only logical that the result is as it is, considering the fact that the few of us took action."
"That's true!" everyone responded.
However, they did not act on their own and stayed in place, quickly entering a meditative state, waiting for the call of the Black-robed Supreme.
After a short while, the Black-robed Supreme and the Monk met in their dreams.
Facing the Supreme Overlord in black, the monk Xuan showed great respect and said, "The humble monk has seen the Supreme Overlord!"
The Supreme Overlord in black sat cross-legged, then gazed at the monk Xuan and smiled slightly, saying, "Back then, you, your master, and your junior brother were all outstanding practitioners. In truth, your junior brother, like you, had even greater talent. Unfortunately, he was somewhat unruly, so he ultimately perished ten billion years ago. However, you have managed to survive throughout the vast ages because you made some excellent choices!"
Xuanseng said, "The poor monk has always observed freedom, knowing that change is inherent in freedom, and that it is inseparable from destiny! People should not contend with destiny. Destiny is like a tsunami, and in order to survive within it, one must simply go with the flow."
The Lord in Black: "Smart people are always beloved!"
The Monk: "Thank you for your praise, Lord!"
The Lord in Black continued, "I saw the scene of you all surrounding and attacking Luo Jun."
The monk said, "I observed carefully and did not find anything wrong. It seems that he is dead."
The black-clad supreme said, "Indeed, it appears to be so!"
The monk was slightly surprised and said, "Isn't it?"
The black-robed supreme said, "At the moment, I can't say for sure what went wrong, but I always feel that this kid is not so easy to die. Here's what you should do, have them gather all the magic weapons they have on them and then destroy them."
Monk Xuan understood the meaning of the Black Robe Supreme immediately and said, "Are you worried that he is hiding inside our magical instruments?"
The Black Robe Supreme replied, "According to reason, he shouldn't have that ability. But since we have already reached this point, let's eliminate all possibilities. We shouldn't leave any hidden dangers! As for your losses, I will compensate you well in the future."
The monk said, "Yes!"
The Black-clad Supreme said, "Do it immediately, so as not to have too many dreams in the long night!"
Afterwards, the Black-clad Supreme exited the monk's dream.
After waking up, the monk told the other three people about the Black-clad Supreme's instructions.
Although everyone was reluctant, since the Black-Clothed Supreme had spoken, they dared not defy.
These people may have profound cultivation, but they had witnessed the power of the Black-Clothed Supreme in the past, so they also understood that their lives were essentially in his hands.
Four people then gathered together all the magical artifacts and etc., and then the venerable monk used the fire of the Tathagata to burn them all into ashes.
After finishing all this, everyone finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Afterwards, the Buddhist monk saw the Supreme Being in black clothes again.
The Supreme Being in black clothes said, "There is nothing urgent at the moment, so you all can go your separate ways. If there is a need in the future, I will call upon you again!"
The Buddhist monk immediately acknowledged and agreed.
The four ancient gods gathered together and chatted for a long time, and then they bid farewell to each other.
They also understood very well that once they reached this level of cultivation, there was no need to form cliques or factions.
And they are all used to being alone, accustomed to living in seclusion, occasionally yearning for action and venturing into the mortal world.
Time goes by day by day...
In the blink of an eye, three years have passed...
During these three years, Xuan traveled in the void. He was returning to his homeland, which was very far away from here. Fortunately, with the favor of fate, he always encountered suitable wormholes to traverse...