The great monk's full strength was so fragile in front of the ancient corpse that was more than four feet tall. The golden Arhat, who was more than ten feet tall, was like paper, and was slapped to pieces by the ancient corpse.
The great monk suffered a backlash, spitting blood and fainted on the spot.
Qinglian Taoist was furious, stepped on the green lotus and rushed into the sky. He made a secret with his left hand and swept the dust whisk at the ancient corpse with his right hand. Three thousand snow-white dust threads grew long in the wind, turning into orderly chains as thick as buckets and intertwined with countless talismans.
Suddenly, the green lotus under her feet grew suddenly, blooming petals in three colors: pink, purple, and red. She sat cross-legged on the lotus seat, and the Taoist formula in her left hand suddenly turned into a Buddhist mudra, and an obscure Buddhist mantra came from her. As he recited the words, the Buddhist mantra seal suddenly appeared on the orderly chain of circulation of talismans.
At the same time, there is a statue of a god on the left and right sides behind her, with the statue of Bodhisattva on the left and the statue of Due Tianzun on the right.
For a time, the two forces of Taoism and Buddhism were intertwined, and instead of causing any rejection or conflict, the golden light of the chain of order flourished. The golden streamer illuminated the sky, sacred and majestic, and seemed to wipe out all the demons and monsters in the world.
If the great monk was still awake at this time, he would definitely be surprised. Even if he were beaten to death, he would never have imagined that Taoist Qinglian was a practitioner of both Taoism and Buddhism, and even the power of Buddhism was not inferior to him at all.
Three thousand chains of order were like dragons, entangled around the ancient corpse, instantly binding its hands, feet, limbs and torso.
tsk - tsk -
As soon as the order chain touched the ancient corpse's body, it was like being burned by a red-hot iron. A large amount of black smoke instantly floated up. The hard black beetles seemed to have encountered a natural enemy. Countless people died, and large pieces fell off from the ancient corpse's body.
The ancient corpse struggled hard but couldn't break free.
But Taoist Qinglian was not relaxed. It was easy to see from her pale face and the blood that kept spilling from the corners of her mouth that she was struggling to hold on.
Taoist Qinglian got an excellent opportunity to stop Wen Buwu, but no one could seize the opportunity.
Butcher Zhang, Taoist Yiwei, and Wan Qiuqing were all entangled by ancient corpses, and Taoist Tianwu disappeared without a trace.
Wu Man'er was lying on the ground in agony with her head in her hands. Although her cultivation was higher than Zhang Xiaopeng's, she couldn't bear the sharp buzzing sound. The pain tearing her soul made her want to kill herself with a sword. But even if she had the strength to take action, she would never be able to stop Wen Buwu.
For example, right now, even though her intuition told her that Wen Buwu was doing something extremely dangerous, she still believed in Wen Buwu without thinking and hoped to rush to a height of a hundred feet to help Wen Buwu. She believed that no matter what Wen Buwu was doing, he would not put her in danger.
This is not difficult to understand.
Just like if the one who drew the sword was not Wen Buwu but a Taoist from Tianwu, Zhang Xiaopiao would probably have the same idea as Wu Man'er.
Bang bang bang?——
After all, the fighting power of Taoist Qinglian and the ancient corpse were very different. They only lasted for a moment before the three thousand chains of order were broken one by one by the ancient corpse.
Her face was pale and she was vomiting blood. She felt dizzy and almost fell from the sky. The statues of Bodhisattva and Due Tianzun behind her were only dim and blurred.
Qinglian
The Taoist took a deep breath to stabilize the surging Qi and blood in her body and the shock and collapse of the true energy. She raised her left index finger in front of her chest, tapped out a drop of her heart's blood, rolled the blood into a seal, pinched the Tao formula with her hand, and muttered some words in her mouth. : "The universe of heaven and earth, with my heart, can lead to all directions -"
However, the ancient corpse had already been angered by her and did not give her a chance to cast the spell. He stepped in front of her across a distance of dozens of feet in one step, and viciously hit her with a fist bigger than a millstone.
With a bang, Taoist Qinglian received this fierce punch, and blood immediately spilled into the sky. His body fell to the ground like a meteor, creating a huge deep pit on the ground, and he fell to the bottom of the pit and fainted.
"Haha——" Wen Buwu suddenly laughed loudly at a height of 100 feet, his eyes shot out two hot rays of light, and his left hand suddenly grasped the hilt of the sword again.
"Senior, luck brings misfortune and fortune, life and death are intertwined. Remember the word 'greed'!" Taoist Yiwei shouted anxiously, hoping to use Yu Chengyang's divination maxims to calm Wen Buwu down.
But Wen Buwu's heart had long been occupied by desire and greed, and he could not listen to his advice.
The higher the level of cultivation, the more determined the mind, and the more able to control one's own desires. Therefore, the Star Powers usually give people a feeling of indifference, but once they cannot control their desires, they reveal their madness. It will be a thousand times better than ordinary people.
This was the case for Wen Buwu at this time. His whole person was crazy and crazy, and he would forget everything about life and death for the chance of the great road.
"Break it!" Wen Buwu roared and exerted force with both arms.
With a sneer, he pulled out a large section of the purple sword from the void, leaving only a half-foot-long tip. He could pull it all out with just a little more force, but Wen Buwu's hand suddenly stop.
At this last moment, he suddenly felt fear, because there was a crack in his soul. If he continued, his soul would most likely be broken and die, so he was afraid.
At the same time, the entire sky suddenly turned into a bright red color, and a large amount of blood was seen flowing from nowhere at a height of 100 feet. However, it was blocked by the forbidden light curtain of the formation and could not fall for the time being.
Everyone looked up at the sky. The blood that had gathered like a river in a short period of time made them unable to restrain their horror. They didn't know how many people had to be killed to get so much blood.
Where does this blood come from? Why come?
They couldn't find the answer, but one thing they were absolutely sure of was that it was definitely not a good thing.
Fear made Wen Buwu suddenly calm down. He subconsciously wanted to let go, but his hand suddenly tightened.
The four-foot-tall ancient corpse appeared silently behind Wen Buwu. Huge hands like door panels came out from behind Wen Buwu, and grasped Wen Buwu's hands together with the hilt of his sword, preventing him from letting him go. He let go and suddenly exerted force, trying to pull out the purple sword with Wen Buwu's hands.
Wen Buwu struggled violently conditionally, but the black beetle had already wrapped his body, making his body and the body of the ancient corpse bond together, and he couldn't break free even with all his strength.
"Ah -" Wen Buwu suddenly let out an inhuman scream because his body was being eaten by black beetles. He even clearly felt the black beetles tearing apart his skin and getting into his body.
The body gnaws at his entrails.
The sword was drawn out inch by inch.
Wen Buwu's soul was cracking inch by inch.
When the last inch of the sword tip was suddenly pulled out from the void, Wen Buwu's spirit was like a vase that fell on the stone floor, shattering into countless pieces with a crash.
The prestigious third leader of Tianlang Mountain fell.
Just because of a moment of obsession and confusion, and possessed by inner demons, it can be said that he was smart and confused for a while.
However, this obsession on the path of spiritual practice cannot be avoided even by saints. Those saints who died in the Black Forest and in the forbidden and dangerous places across Kyushu are good examples.
The way of heaven is ruthless. If you can win, your life span will not be exhausted. If you can't fight, you can only be killed by the way of heaven.
"Mr. Wen——" Wu Man'er looked at Wen Buwu, who was wrapped in layers of black beetles at a height of a hundred feet, wailing and roaring. Although she couldn't see clearly what was going on inside, she could already clearly feel that Wen Buwu's vitality was gone. Moreover, the light of stars flashed across the sky just now, which was a sign of the fall of the mighty stars.
The beetles dispersed, and a forest-white skeleton fell from a height of a hundred feet.
Before everyone had time to mourn Wen Buwu's death, their attention was diverted by the change.
Wow——
The formation collapsed, and blood fell all over the sky like a downpour.
The entire ancient city was suddenly stained red with blood.
The sky did not fall, the ground did not collapse, and the sharp buzzing sound disappeared.
Zhang Xiaozhu wiped away the blood flowing from his eyes, ears, mouth and nose, climbed up with difficulty, and felt that he had lived his whole life again. As soon as he wiped the blood on his face, the pouring blood from the sky turned him into a drowned rat.
Being drenched in blood, Zhang Xiaopeng suddenly got goosebumps all over his body and hurriedly ran towards the small courtyard in front. However, after running two steps, he quickly turned back and ran towards the main hall behind him, because the ancient corpse in the sarcophagus in the main hall flew into the sky. There might be a few ancient corpses waiting for him in the small courtyard ahead, so it was safer to go into the main hall to hide from the rain of blood.
boom!
Zhang Xiaozu used a bone knife to split the wall and got in.
As soon as he stepped into the main hall, the sky suddenly darkened, and in just a few breaths it became pitch black.
Hua Hua Hua——
In the darkness, there was only the sound of rain, but the rain was blood. Just thinking about it made people feel sick.
boom!
A sound suddenly reached Zhang Xiaozu's ears, breaking the monotonous sound of rain and making Zhang Xiaozu's face turn pale with fright.
Bang bang bang!
Bang bang bang!
The sound was rapid, as if someone was banging on the wall.
Zhang Xiaozu took a deep breath, tightened the bone knife in his hand, and walked in the direction of the sound. Fortunately, he has a subtle state of mind. Even if he can't see his fingers in the dark, he can still see it as daylight.
Bang bang bang!
"Pawn—Pawn—"
As he was getting closer, Zhang Xiaozu suddenly heard a call coming from the front. The voice seemed to be that of a Taoist from Tianwu, but the voice was extremely hoarse and weak.
"Master!"
Zhang Xiaozu exclaimed and hurriedly sped forward.
