The Blood Song of the Three Realms Chapter 346: The first opportunity on the road (1)
After suffering a tragic fall, a little bit of true spirit was brought into the reincarnation of the primordial world by Yin Xuege without comprehension.
In the world of Hongmeng, a huge planet with no friends is full of flowers, the sky is full of Buddha light lingering in the void, and the deep Sanskrit singing descends from the sky. The entire planet is the territory of Buddhism, and all the people on it are devout believers of Buddhism. When they see the vision in the sky, they know that there is a reincarnation of Buddhism. Countless Buddhist practitioners and believers knelt down Worship devoutly on the ground.
On this planet, in a powerful empire, a prince was born. Just after he was born, his body was covered with a strange fragrance, the ground was full of red light, and the sky was slowly falling purple. A dragon and a tiger came riding on the clouds, the dragon landed on the roof and groaned to the sky, and the tiger sat cross-legged in front of the door and roared in a low voice.
Under Yin Xuege's instruction, one hundred and eight powerful monks from the Buddhist sect came with countless disciples, and brought this miserable prince into the Buddhist sect.
But in the Holy Spirit Realm, there was a rain of blood all over the sky, and countless Buddhist monks felt a sharp pain in their hearts for no reason, as if they suddenly lost something. Those Buddhist cultivators who cultivated the supernatural powers of the Buddhist golden body and dharma body, and the golden body was tempered and powerful, their minds went blank for a while. Their comprehension of their own golden body dharma body suddenly dropped to a big level.
Many Buddhist Buddhas fell from the Buddha Realm to the Bodhisattva Realm because of the decline of the golden body and the Dharma Body.
Countless Buddhist cultivators looked at each other in astonishment, but they didn't know what happened.
In the endless void, Bodhi Buddha and King of Sadness and Joy stared blankly at the sad Buddha. Since they became the leaders of the Buddhist sect, they have witnessed the fall of countless primordial powers. Some people were killed by their own hands, and some people were watched by them from the sidelines, watching them be wiped out in the catastrophe.
But ever since the six of them formed a stable small group, they never imagined that the six of them would also fall one day.
Regardless of magical powers. They have all reached the pinnacle of the Holy Spirit Realm, and they have stepped into the Heavenly Dao Treasure Wheel, but they lack a chance. They will be able to conform to the Tao with their bodies, and from then on, they will be truly immortal and immortal.
But today. The Miserable Buddha fell in front of them, and his soul was scattered, not even the true spirit escaped.
"Old friend!" Bodhi Buddha and King Beixi Ming looked solemn, folded their hands and knelt down on the ground, and worshiped the place where the Sad Buddha fell. Kong Miao Dao Ancestor standing beside them seemed sad and happy, his body shook slightly, but he didn't take the opportunity to attack these two enemies.
Not only that, Taoist Kong Miao also cautiously stepped back a long way. Assassin Bodhi Buddha and King of Sadness and Joy. It is two sky thunder seeds that may explode at any time. Who dares to touch one of their hairs at this time, the Buddha will be furious, and that is not easy to bear.
Don't think that Kongmiao Daozu could escape from the sky with the combination of six people, or even resist the big formation formed by the six of them without dying. That's because the Six Buddhas didn't want to waste too much energy on Taoist Kongmiao, and they didn't want to be hit back by the desperate Taoist Kongmiao to cause their own casualties.
The plan of the six Buddhas is to use water to 'refine' the Taoist ancestor Kongmiao safely and without any risk, so they use a large formation to trap the Taoist ancestor Kongmiao. But if Kongmiao Daozu dared to make a move at this time, once Bodhi Buddha and King Beiximing were angered, he would use the usual temperament and methods of Buddhism. It is absolutely impossible for Kongmiao Daozu to retreat completely.
In the nine-curved Styx formation, Duer Buddha, who was caught in the endless silence, suddenly opened his eyes. He sighed in a low voice, and circles of Buddha's light behind his head slowly spread. The aura on his body suddenly underwent some kind of wonderful transformation, as if the cicada, which was singing in the wind on the treetops, suddenly curled up deep underground, concentrating all its energy.
"Nirvana?" Youquan also opened her eyes, and she said lightly: "Old monk, your luck is not bad, and you have an epiphany at this time? It's just that you are an enemy, so Youquan can't Give up."
Flick the snow-white and tender fingers lightly. The solidified Jiuqu Styx formation suddenly collapsed, from a lifeless and silent river to a mighty and raging black angry dragon. The diametrically opposed artistic conception of the Dao of Heaven immediately attracted the state of mind of Duo Buddha. The divine light in his eyes was chaotic for a while, and the breath in his body suddenly became chaotic. Immediately a mouthful of blood came out.
The Styx condensed again, and then disintegrated again. The Youquan constantly transforms the breath of the Styx River, and gradually there are mysterious ice, sky thunder, yin demons, ghost fires, and various artistic conceptions of the Dao of Heaven integrated into the Styx River. The one-year law of heaven impacted Duer Buddha's mind, making his face more and more ugly, and he spit out more and more blood.
Countless heavenly soldiers and generals came out of the Xiantian Xuanyin bottle. Countless heavenly nets were set up by these heavenly soldiers and generals, the void was imprisoned, chaos was compressed, Du'e Buddha's body trembled intermittently, and the trillions of thoughts in his mind were also imprisoned by the heavenly nets.
A thirty-three-layered purple thunder tower slowly appeared above the head of Duer Buddha. On each level of the tower, there were tens of thousands of peak golden immortals sitting under the leadership of three Daoist masters who majored in Thunder Avenue. Accompanied by the sound of the long incantation, layers of lightning towers light up continuously, and the terrifying power of thunder is brewing in the lightning towers.
Not waiting for Buddha Du'e to get rid of the suppression of his mind from the net of heaven and earth, a wild thunder dragon with a length of thousands of miles fell from the top of his head.
On weekdays, any thunder attack can be extinguished at will with just a thought for Buddha Due. But now that his sanity is being compressed by the heaven and earth net, and he is facing the strange heavenly attack from Youquan, he has no time to deal with the thunder that is falling on his head.
The terrifying thunder dragon slammed into the head of Du'er Buddha. Du'er Buddha's cultivation was almost indestructible, but his golden body's defensive power still had a limit. The thunder light shattered his skin, invaded his body, and turned into countless thunder jins like sharp knives, biting and destroying his body wantonly.
Du Er Buddha let out a low voice in pain, but soon he was imprisoned even with the strength to shout. The heavenly network formation composed of trillions of heavenly soldiers and generals is no longer a terror that manpower can resist. Perhaps, only the true masters of the way of heaven can resist this level of suppression, but obviously, the current Du'e Buddha is still unable to do this.
Kongmiao Daozu's expression became more and more strange. He stared blankly at the large array of heaven and earth nets under the control of Youquan, and at the thirty-three layers of sky thunder tower that was obviously condensed with supreme mana.
"How did they do it?" Kong Miao Taoist muttered to himself: "Even if they are our disciples, even if they are bound by the rules and regulations of the sect, they can't be as disciplined as the army of the secular world. Act strictly."
"Trillions of immortals are integrated into one body, and the skills they practice all come from the same vein. There is even no difference in the fluctuation of mana. How do they do this? Using immortals to form a scale so large Huge army, this..."
Kongmiao Daozu is also in a mess. The existence of these heavenly soldiers and generals completely overturned some of his common sense.
The big sects and families in the Holy Spirit Realm have armed forces similar to private armies; Power or just call it 'a certain army'!
But cultivators pay attention to being unrestrained and carefree. Even if it is a law enforcement team or a private army, their members usually practice behind closed doors. Occasionally conduct some small-scale war drills, which is very elite. Moreover, no matter it is a law enforcement team or a private army, everyone has different spiritual roots, and the skills they practice are different. In the end, the magical powers and secret techniques that everyone cultivates are naturally different.
But these heavenly soldiers and generals act like one person, and their mana fluctuations also come from the same vein. Obviously they all practice the same skill, and there is no difference in the mana fluctuations they cultivate.
Such an army composed of immortals... Even the sect established by the Six Buddhas and the Six Paths cannot possess such terrifying power.
Even if it is the soul master. He also doesn't have the ability to stir up such a terrifying army.
Kongmiao Daozu was completely messed up, he looked at Yinxuege very puzzled. How come he can't see through the fate and reunion of this "friend of Taoism" who he once regarded as a pawn?
There is an extremely terrifying and mysterious power in Yin Xuege. This power actually resisted the innate supernatural power of Kongmiao Daozu. With his innate supernatural power to control time and space, he could not perceive Yin Xuege There is no possible future on him, let alone his past.
"It shouldn't be!" Taoist Kong Miao sighed in a low voice, puzzled.
In the Nether Demon Formation, Zen Master Jing Nian and Shi Nan Buddha didn't even have time to roar and be sad. Rahu used a large formation, gathering the power of hundreds of millions of demon gods to fuel himself. He actually forcibly raised his own strength to a level comparable to the two great Buddhas.
Holding a ghostly and evil innate spiritual treasure 'Leaking Blood Slaughter Sword', on top of his head is an all-encompassing innate treasure 'Ghost True Demon Map' composed of countless demon phantoms. Luo Hu 'Jie Jie' smiled strangely, leading hundreds of millions of subordinates. The two Buddhas gasped for breath after beating them, and within a quarter of an hour ~IndoMTL.com~ the two Buddhas had taken several panaceas to supplement their mana one after another.
"Why struggle? For you old monks, death is liberation!" Luo Hu slashed hard, smashing the two Buddha statues with golden light, and laughed sharply: "It's good to be liberated, it's wonderful to be liberated!" , freed from worries. You have been monks in this life, have you never touched a woman? Hurry up and reincarnate, I will help you choose a good family to reincarnate, and in your next life you will be a dandy. How happy?"
These unscrupulous words were uttered by Rahu with the supreme magic power. The strange shouts shook the two Buddhas back and forth, and their hearts were in a state of confusion.
Yin Xuege looked at Taoist Kong Miao: "Fellow Daoist, the old kindness has been repaid. But, do you still need me to do more for you?"
Pointing to Bodhi Buddha and the King of Sadness and Joy, Yin Xuege sneered and said, "Why don't we work together and clean them up?" (to be continued)
ps: Woke up early in the morning, haven't eaten yet, let's finish a chapter first. In the afternoon, I was arrested for a meeting and had to go to the city again. If everything goes well, we will be able to end the meeting and go home around four o'clock. It happened to be the rush hour for get off work, and the road was blocked for 40 minutes. It was more than six o'clock and soon seven o'clock, so I should be able to get home. Cry, trying to write another chapter update after dinner!