Immortal Soaring Blade Chapter 59: Dharmakaya
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"Crack...Crack..."
This kind of slight but dense voice spread after the Zhuang Master urged the corpse banner. At first, it was only in the area of the ground. Later, the entire depression in the valley hinterland was the same. The voice was from Issued under the ground.
Then, the earth-filled ground began to crack slowly. The cracks gradually spread. As the sound became louder and louder, there were more and more cobweb-like cracks in the ground. Finally, a scene of fear appeared, and a pair of arms broke out of the ground, followed by the whole body.
Such movement made the disciples and monks of Fengling Mountain Villa who were fighting to stop, their eyes widened, watching this unreasonable scene.
It didn't take long for a total of about 70 or 80 figures to stand in this valley, which is not big, but the area is definitely not small. Each figure has the strength of the late foundation stage, and the body is stiff, the eyes are hollow, the clothes on the body are still shining a little bit of aura, the skin is a little dry, as if it has lost moisture, but the fierce aura exudes from it tells To people, they are not dead.
The owner of Han Zhuang who was entangled with Pei Susu looked at this scene from the corner of his eyes, and couldn't help feeling a little proud, but it was nothing. I don't know when, eighteen more fierce auras have appeared in the center of the valley abdomen. All these spirit corpses are all his painstaking efforts in the past few decades, and with his current cultivation base, at most he can only control so many spirit corpses, otherwise he will be backlashed, and he wants to increase his control over the corpses. The number of, then can only wait to break through the gods.
The breath of these eighteen spirit corpses is not only mighty, but also has a slight difference in appearance. Although these eighteen spirit corpses have lost their souls and been refined into corpses for a long time, they are not like those just now. The skin of a corpse is loose, but it is as lifelike as a living person.
General monks will have their souls dissipated when they die, and when they encounter corpse repairs, they will use special methods to make your souls fly, and the souls will still be in your body. Then your own body will be the same as before, except that the three souls have died. Without the memory, without the breath of life, it is like a living dead, and the corpse repairers are using some special methods to refine it, which can be controlled.
The corpse repair is vicious, and once so, the monk who has been refined into the corpse will never be reborn, and it is no different from the soul flying away.
The hundreds of corpses in front of us were hundreds of lives before they were alive! The general spirit corpse can be refined in large quantities only to the spirit pill stage, because it is a big deal to abandon the physical body at the Nascent Infant Stage, as long as the Nascent Infant escapes, there are always exceptions, so there are few souls in the Nascent Infant stage, but Not without.
When you reach the realm of transforming the gods, the soul can already come out of the body, so where can be refined by ordinary corpse repair methods, unless it is a rare coincidence.
Different from the eighteen spirit corpses with males and females, old and young, the remaining corpses crawling out of the ground are more or less with a little red mud, this kind of red mud It is different from the yellow soil on the surface, with a little **** smell. This is the change brought about by the extremely shady land.
And this kind of place is suitable for raising corpses. Now it’s a short number of years. If you continue to raise corpses here, it’s possible that the corpses in the Spirit Core Realm will break into the Nascent Infant Realm. The reason why Villa Master Han didn't want to use the corpse banner just now.
The scene before me, except for a few people, most people are already stunned. Even the disciples of Fengling Mountain Villa are no exception. Although they practiced the corpse repair technique, they did not know this. The method of refining the corpse, looking at the corpse with a dull face, blank eyes, and loose skin all over, everyone shuddered. Such things are usually rare.
"Woohoo..."
The black corpse beckoning banner swayed in the hands of the master of Han Zhuang, Pei Susu's face was a little gloomy, she naturally knew that this was the master of Han who was controlling the corpse, but she had done her best to face Han Zhuang who was not inferior to her. Lord, even Pei Susu couldn't stop the movement of Zhuang Zhuang master all at once.
"No, be careful, everyone, these evil things are going to be done."
Sanwu's eyes widened with anger. When these spirit corpses appeared, he was very angry. He was originally compassionate. When he saw so many spirit corpses, he naturally thought of the process of refining. Looking at the moving corpse, he exuded spiritual power without even thinking about it.
At this time, he didn't care about hiding his strength, and he didn't care how to explain to Zhao Jiuge, everything is important to save people!
Following the control of Zhuang Zhuang, those spirit corpses, regardless of the enemy and me, immediately rushed towards the disciples of Fengling Villa and the monks participating in the birthday banquet, exuding a cold breath.
Especially, of the eighteen spirit corpses in the spirit pill realm, six of them went facing Zhao Jiuge. In order to save his second son, Han Zhuangzhu simply did not hesitate to do anything.
The remaining twelve went to the cultivators in the spirit pill realm, and most of them were killed at others. The scene was a little chaotic for a while, and everyone was in danger. At this time, no one dared to hide the clumsy, and the methods that could be used were released regardless of the pain.
There are already leftover limbs on the ground, and the blood stains the surface of the soil red, mixing it together.
For a time, the flickering of the aura and the fluorescence of the magic weapon intertwined, cooperating with the panic and screaming of some people, and the scene was completely chaotic.
Where did Bloomberg have seen this kind of scene? For a while, even if some of the strengths of the late stage of the foundation are not displayed, this is that the tempering of the mood is not enough. Fortunately, he is the only seedling of the Peng family. Naturally, there are one or two magic weapons to protect his body. As for the four big men who brought him to protect his safety, they have already died before. At this moment, Bloomberg can only hide in the chaotic crowd in embarrassment, the spiritual corpses of the foundation. Has already poured in under the operation of Han Zhuangzhu.
At this time, the six spirit corpses in the spirit pill realm had already moved quickly and came to Han Tianhu's side, wanting to save people under Zhao Jiuge's sword.
"Wood, be careful."
"Nine songs, back!"
Pei Susu's anxious shouts and Sanwu's hasty shouts sounded coincidentally.
Pei Susu was worried about Zhao Jiuge's safety, thinking of leaving the entanglement with Han Zhuangzhu, ready to help Zhao Jiuge. But Zhuang Zhuang, who saw Pei Susu's mind, was not in a hurry at the moment, and on the contrary held Pei Susu to prevent her from being distracted. At this moment, the situation was exactly the opposite of what was just now. It was Pei Susu's turn to be anxious for Villa Master Han but calmed down.
"Rouer!"
A scream of sadness rang out. It turned out to be the indifferent man among the lovers, looking at the sweet-looking woman beside him.
At this moment, he was still holding the woman's soft shoulders tightly, and a dry arm passed directly through the woman's abdomen, coming out directly from behind, holding this woman in his dry hand. Woman's panacea.
The breath of life of this woman passed away instantly, she died in an instant, and her sweet face was full of shock and fear. It turned out that a spirit corpse in the spirit pill realm appeared in front of her at some point, and directly killed her with his own arm.
The man next to him had tears in his eyes and full of sorrow, but after only a moment, the man went crazy, his eyes turned scarlet, his arm was around the woman's shoulder, and the other was crazy. Holding a flying sword in his hand, slashing the spirit corpse frantically.
A crisp sound came from the corpse, and the flying sword uttered a soft moan. The corpse was as strong as fine iron. The man slashed with all his strength, leaving only a little scratch on the surface of the body. There is no harm outside. The corpse didn't have any intelligence, and subconsciously lifted up and kicked the man in the abdomen.
The scene before me is constantly playing in this valley, and many monks who have not had time to react are killed in this way.
At this moment, Sanwu just felt a little swelling in his mind. With the appearance of the corpse, so many people died in an instant. How can he be kept from anger?
As soon as his breath broke out, the terrifying spiritual force directly dissipated, and he had the strength of the Nascent Soul Stage late stage, and he had such strength at such an age. It is unbelievable to say it, it is simply too bad.
At this moment, except for a few people in the field, no one noticed the changes of the three nothings. After all, the scene was so chaotic that they were already overwhelmed.
San Wu burst out with a burst of golden glaze light, which is no different from Zhao Jiuge's Sanskrit Eucharist, except that the color is stronger and deeper, and the breath is more condensed.
After patted the flying corpse and clicked on Bloomberg’s corpse, Sanwu swiftly walked towards Zhao Jiuge. Although everyone was in danger at this moment, he was unable to rescue him at once. Instead of this, It is better to save Zhao Jiuge first, this is human nature.
When the flying corpse of the foundation-building realm fell to the ground by this violent force, the ground sank into a big pit, and then the whole corpse was still sliding on the ground for a certain distance, but this is not the most surprising , I was surprised that after the corpse was shot by the bright golden light of Sanwu, it didn’t even stand up, emitting rotten green bubbles all over the body. The corpse, which was as strong as iron, was impenetrable with a sword. Such a status quo?
Bloomberg looked dumbfounded at the three no-backs who had just saved him. It was a little unbelievable. With his mouth open, he could swallow a watermelon.
Looking at Zhao Jiuge’s heroic and handsome posture before, and his sister-in-law Pei Susu, who has the Nascent Soul Stage, shocked him. Unexpectedly, the appearance of Sanwu, who is usually harmless to humans and animals, is more than Pei Susu. Strong strength!
Bloomberg was completely dumbfounded this time.
What kind of freaks are the teams that I accompanied on the road, each of them is so abnormal in strength. But then he was a little excited, some inexplicably proud, and a lot of the sadness of the few people who died just now was diluted.
Pei Susu saw the golden light all over his body, exuding the strength of San Wu in the late Nascent Soul Realm. He didn't expect to see it and let San Wu go all the way, although no matter what secrets San Wu has, But seeing the Sanwu rushing to save Zhao Jiuge, Pei Susu couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
"Hehe, I didn't expect two Nascent Soul Stages to appear at once, but what about that? You will be prepared to be refined into a corpse later." Zhuang Zhuang Han looked at this scene not surprised and rejoiced, and at the same time The corpse banners danced happily.
"Have you seen it, what is meant by someone in the sky, someone outside of the world, this little monk is the same age as you, but his strength is two levels higher than you, do you have anything else to say? You are not convinced?" /
Yu Ci had a little shock in his eyes, but at the same time he did not forget to scold the apprentice on one side.
Yu Luo and Yu Meng's eyes were shocked, especially when Yu Luo's mouth was closed tightly, and they didn't know what they were thinking, which completely subverted his imagination.
Afterwards, Yu Ci looked at the figure of Sanwu and muttered to himself again.
"It’s really unexpected that talented people come out from generation to generation. It seems that we are old, these four disciples are really good, and their teachers are also blessed, especially the last little monk, which holy place is it? Where is the disciple?"