"This is"
Qian Yunsheng pondered for a moment, and understood instantly. It seemed that although Wenxinzhu had not survived the tribulation, the small tricks he had used before made the statues of gods, large and small, in the square take action first.
Just as he was thinking this, there were several soft sounds in succession, followed by several large and small statues that cracked as if they couldn't bear the force.
At this time, everyone noticed something was wrong. Including the statue of Ahan, everyone slowed down their hands and wanted to see what happened.
"Crack!"
This time it was louder and more coherent.
In the square around the pagoda, the originally continuous yellow silk threads suddenly seemed to be broken into several pieces.
The feeling couldn't be called disconnection, but rather as if darker spaces suddenly appeared around the cracked statues, swallowing up the originally entangled yellow threads from the middle.
When Qian Yunsheng looked over, it was as if the statues were whimpering and starting to move at the same time.
As these originally quiet and ordinary statues suddenly began to buzz non-stop, the entire square was like a sleeping ancient god that was slowly being activated, slowly waking up amidst such whimpering sounds. .
That small whirlwind-like dark aura constantly spread out from the bodies of these seemingly extremely weak statues, filling the air of the entire tower square.
These breaths are extremely strange, they are like thick ink, like clusters of mysterious breaths that cannot be dissolved, suddenly appearing in mid-air, and getting bigger and bigger.
Moreover, these thick auras were obviously of extremely high quality, so much so that even the streaks of yellow light emitted from the tower were quickly swallowed up by them.
In an instant, the entire square was like a beautiful plate that was suddenly stained with black spots, filling the entire square.
The terrifying aura carried by these black spots is very similar to the color and aura of Agu's Yin Qi and the army of monsters.
It was as if these two auras joined hands together, tearing apart the large network of tightly woven yellow silk threads that had been densely covered in the entire square in one fell swoop.
It was as if some mysterious and unstoppable force suddenly intervened in an extremely tyrannical way, declaring its arrival to everyone present with a powerful gesture.
They seem to be telling everyone with a fact that is overwhelming step by step, that they are the masters of the world, and everything you do is just like ants.
"It seems like there's a bit of a fuss!" Qian Yunsheng hid in the periphery and watched the scene in the field, and couldn't help but feel frightened.
"I didn't expect that so many idols would be involved in an accident at the same time. It seems that things are a bit out of control!" He thought as he slowly moved in the direction of Agu.
On the battlefield, faced with such changes, Agu also controlled the advance of the demon army in a timely manner, and instead began to stay where he was and watch.
As for the Ahan statue, it lost the support of the big net below, and the yellow light on its hands became increasingly scarce.
"Crackling"
As these black ink-like black qi finally began to connect, the black qi and the black qi began to appear incompatible lightning and thunder-like crackling sounds.
Qian Yunsheng nodded secretly. It seemed that although these statues were affected by the seeds of heaven, they became more and more unstable.
And in essence, each statue represents a different divine realm, so this mutual repulsion is bound to occur.
"Crack crack crack"
As the black energy between more and more statues began to come into contact with each other, dense sounds like the sound of fried beans came out from the square.
Not only that, but the black energy that rubbed together became more and more unstable, as if they were powder keg that was about to reach its limit.
"Snapped!"
Sure enough, as the black energy gathered more and more, the first beam of light finally flashed out like it broke through the sky.
As this beam of light flashed, and with more and more friction, more and more beams of light shot out from the clouds of black air.
"This is a small disaster!" Qian Yunsheng exclaimed.
As someone who had personally experienced the Heavenly Tribulation in Jixia City, he could tell at a glance that this was actually an alternative version of the Small Heavenly Tribulation.
Those black ink-like black gases that suddenly appear are actually clouds of calamity.
When these tribulation clouds collide together, the light beams that emerge are actually tribulation lightnings.
It's just that these statues are special. Although they are just made of ordinary materials, they are essentially special props that carry the incense of the gods.
Therefore, the way of overcoming the tribulation of these statues is different from the general way of overcoming the tribulation, with a sense of spiritual weapon and divine domain complex.
However, if so, these beams are not just beams.
As these beams of light gathered more and more, a soft whistling sound was heard. These beams of light suddenly pierced through the ink-like black air like sharp swords and slashed towards the surroundings.
"Quickly retreat!"
Agu was shocked when he saw the beams of these sharp swords suddenly flying all over the sky, and quickly commanded his army of monsters to retreat quickly.
Some of these monsters even retreated slowly. They screamed as soon as these beams of light were swept away. As if encountering the white snow in the sunshine, it was instantly illuminated without any trace.
However, it was obvious that these beams caused greater damage to the entire square. Not only were the many statues of gods in the square damaged, but even the barriers around the towers were whimpering and trembling, and there was a risk of being broken at any time.
"The supremely profound and subtle Dharma will encounter hundreds of millions of calamities!"
As the situation in the field changed again and again, Huijian's clear voice finally came out from the high tower.
Suddenly, the entire pagoda seemed to be shining brightly.
With the tower as the center, everyone's perception seemed to suddenly expand. A feeling of boundlessness, no need to hold on, all over the world, and original presence fills the entire space with the blessing of the tower.
However, this feeling came and went quickly, and everyone only felt it for a moment. This feeling seemed to be like a receding tide, pouring into Ahan Xiang's body one after another.
With the blessing of the great light of Dharma, the image of Agama seems to be different again. It seemed to be surrounded by a galaxy, and countless stars were born and destroyed in this galaxy.
The Agama statue now no longer looks like a phantom, but a real entity.
I saw its hand pointing lightly, like a god descending to the world. With the blessing of the tower, a powerful aura enveloped the entire tower, and even the expanding black energy seemed to It became frozen and motionless under its finger.
"If there is form, if there is no form, if there are thoughts, if there are no thoughts. If there are no thoughts, if there are no thoughts, I will make them enter Nirvana without any residue and save them."
The voice of Huijian in the tower came again.
This time, in the sound of Huijian chanting sutras, the statue of Agama suddenly stepped forward.
It was seen walking slowly, and the void under its feet seemed to have suddenly laid out a green carpet of green grass, stretching into the black air as it moved forward.
Along with the growth of these green grasses, countless flowers bloomed, and the branches were covered with green and numerous fruits.
Even as the vegetation sprouted, I don’t know when, countless dew drops started flying. These dew drops were like light rain, slowly dissipating all the black air in the air.
As the Ahan statue continued to move forward, in an instant, those seemingly extremely powerful beams of light were subdued by it like lightning.
These beams of light were attracted by it one after another, and eventually all wrapped around it, turning into a round light behind its head.
The round light gathered more and more, almost like a lingering firelight, and in an instant the entire terrifying scene in the square was invisible.
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