Chapter 559 28. Visiting the World-Honored Victory Buddha
"It seems that this creature's filthy body has eaten away most of Chunyang Fuyou's power, and then brought this great power to occupy the extremely weak Bamboo Basket Soul Picker. This move caused him to be in a state between filthy and awake. The bamboo basket fell directly to the pale side. "The blue bird whispered, she was standing on Li Xi'an's dragon horn, her tail feathers almost overlapped with Li Xi'an's pale mane.
The blue bird used the pure Kunlun method to disperse the dark river water flowing in the ghost gate. The unique source fire of the three blue birds instantly healed three points of Li Xi'an's body, and the wound that penetrated the main veins of the back bones was no longer visible.
"However, even if the Bamboo Basket Soul Picker is so weak, the filthy body cannot completely occupy his mind. The consciousness of the Bamboo Basket Soul Picker is still controlling this body... Of course, the reason why the Bamboo Basket Soul Picker is still dominant may be because of the paleness We need the consciousness of the bamboo basket to communicate with the underworld and open this hell gate.”
She did not witness with her own eyes what methods the man in the scarlet robe used. Using Kunlun Yaochi to peek into the world was just to observe the general situation, and could not be detailed enough to observe the magical way of existence. Especially when the other party is still deliberately hiding himself, only the outline of the individual body can be seen, and the rest is blurry. But even so, she still revealed the mystery behind this creature holding a black sword.
Among the peaks of the Tianshan Mountains, beside the melting peaks, the light green Dharma form dimmed for a moment, and so many incarnations were destroyed in a row, and the original body was naturally overwhelmed.
Zhan Yao walked around and stared blankly at the cut gourd mouth. The cave sky disappeared like foam.
He smiled bitterly, poured out an elixir from the gourd and swallowed it into his body, inhaled a breath of spiritual energy, and then sprayed it into the missing mouth of the gourd. The sprayed white mist shaped like clay when it touched the gourd. Zhang Yao walked around and pinched it a few times, briefly shaping the new gourd's mouth.
"Let's just make do with it." Zhan Yao sighed inwardly. The old man who had been with him for so many years had his mouth cut off for the first time.
On the other side, the red dragon attacks, and terrifying scenes of world destruction appear in the mountains. Accompanied by thunder and flames, the Zhu Zhu collides with the Xi Sword and the Dark Sword. The Bamboo Basket Soul Collection wanders among them with the method of pure Yang, and finally... Don't worry about the sword in your hand being chopped into pieces.
It is a pure contest of strength. There is no soul or supernatural power. The Red Dragon Sword Technique is not superb. It is primitive for the Bamboo Basket Soul Picker with the pure Yang method. The rare sharp weapon in Zhongdu suppressed him, making it difficult for him to effectively counterattack.
Even if there is a gap in the violent offensive, the time method can see it more clearly than the bamboo basket soul harvester. Whether the gap is a gap or a deliberate trap is unknown.
Zhan Yao Zhizu was also involved in this violent tide. The Dusk Sword and Xi Sword attacked the bamboo basket to collect the soul. Red Dragon sometimes trades injuries for injuries, not counting losses at all. He has ferocious fangs, blows the winds of the four seasons, and reverses day and night. Often, a fight will result in a change of day and night. Li Xi'an took back the initiative in the fight, and the world gradually became a reflection of the world in his heart.
His silence is dark, his vision is bright.
In the universe, I am afraid that only the newly born Kyushu and the ancient Tianyuan place can host this kind of fighting and fighting of creatures in the center of a mountain range.
A gust of wind from the four seasons can sway the star field, leaving only one season in a hundred years.
The black sword is equally terrifying. The traces of its swing are full of dark lines. Hundreds of ghosts and ghosts, snakes and ghosts are shaking in the black shadow. The sword body is smooth and matte, swallowing up all the light.
In this way, magical powers are given, day and night change too quickly, and several years have passed.
The entire battlefield was shrouded in mist, and the intertwined shadows in it were as illusory as a dream, as if they did not exist at all. The magnificent collision and intertwining of wills between the unshakable people subsided, and even the fluctuations of spiritual energy began to become subtle and unobservable.
The splashing of their spiritual energy caused this area to autonomously increase its dimension, forming a closed-loop area.
It means that there are all kinds of magical powers that cannot affect the world. The Kunlun Divine Envoy had already arrived, and the three great priests stood on the broken peaks of the Tianshan Mountains. Their masks depicted images close to peacocks, gray wolves, and snow rabbits respectively. The body under the robe sat cross-legged, taller than the broken mountain peak. The other priests walked along the mountain road as if they were walking through ants beside them.
In the Ascension Battlefield, the entire area is no different from the main peak of the Tianshan Mountains. It is like a replica, extending endlessly outwards.
As long as their spiritual powers and murderous intentions collide with each other, this area will be closed forever.
The red dragon raised his head and roared, the golden candles burning in his eyes, just as his fighting spirit rose at a glance. There is no scale on his body that has not been re-healed and grown back. Even one of the forks of the dragon's horns was cut off by a black sword, but he is stronger than ever. The energy and blood in his body roar like thunder, and the energy is bright. It’s so hard to look straight at it!
The Five Elements Instrument held by Taihang Baxing happened to gather into a ring behind his back. The original Five Elements were no longer illusory and condensed into the crown of the gods. Behind the red dragon, the original fire of the Blue Bird combined with his Wood Elements, creating a majestic life. There seemed to be no end to it, so much so that until now, he didn't even have a single scratch on his body.
The scales on his body were as translucent as blood, and they were worn down into red copper and red iron during the fighting. After being damaged, they grew again, were damaged and reborn, and returned to immortality!
Day and night alternate, and the four seasons rotate. Li Xi'an draws his moon bow and shoots through the light green Dharma. The next moment the arrow passed through, the appearance of the Dharma changed from light green to gray. Li Xi'an swam over, entangled himself, gathered his scales, and clasped the upper body of the Fa Xiang with his limbs. The dragon's body used force to twist off the Fa Xiang's head!
Next, the sharp claws started from the broken and missing part of the neck, crushing the statue inch by inch. The soul-picking bamboo basket fell from the sky, and the sharp edge of the sword pierced Li Xi'an's huge dragon head.
"Hoo——!" Winds came from all directions, and under the cracks in Li Xi'an's bones, extremely pure white light fluttered like fine feathers, and blazing white light brewed between the sharp teeth.
The primitive five elements behind him suddenly gathered together, and the divine light of the five elements burst out, becoming a blazing white blade that pierced upward.
The sword edge collided with the divine light, flattening the mountains and mountains, like washing away the ink on the chopping block of the earth with clean water.
The statue holding the sword cannot move forward, but the divine light of the five elements continues to rise.
Everything is going in the right direction.
The power of the red dragon is so extraordinary that it can really defeat both the pill-walking and the bamboo-basket soul-gathering!
But at this moment, Li Xi'an's heart suddenly palpitated, and the warning sound of the blue bird and the chirping of the jade tablets of the immortals were filled into his mind at the same time.
The rising pillar of blazing white light was blocked. Looking upward, a spiral black gold pattern appeared at the end of the sky.
The divine light of the Five Elements cannot penetrate this spiral pattern, and one can even detect that this strange thing is approaching the earth, falling from the end of the sky, seemingly slowly but actually very quickly.
The bamboo basket soul collector stopped with his sword in hand, looking at the strange lines in the distance. His face was neither happy nor sad, but countless shrill voices in his body shouted in surprise, and those voices all called out the same name - "Honor the World Honored One, Victory Buddha."
"That's...the palm print!" Qingniao subconsciously grasped Li Xi'an's dragon horns.
Li Xi'an also realized what it was. Covering the entire sky was a palm, and the dark gold lines showed were the palm prints of that palm.
At some point, the gate of hell opened, and the black river spread over, soaking through the battlefield.
Retreat!
(End of chapter)