"ah--"
The fairy corpse was submerged in the ocean of faith, and the old ghost with evil thoughts let out a shrill cry.
The vast world of mortals is burning, and boundless thoughts are boiling.
Blessed by the power of faith, the endless power of thought is like the heavenly river hanging upside down, pouring down from the mouth of the green bronze cauldron, washing away evil spirits and washing the world.
After all, the evil thoughts of immortal corpses are also evil ghosts born after the death of monks. What this kind of existence fears most is the power of faith in the world of mortals.
Like what later generations would call divine thoughts, Zhou Luo naturally knew that the power of faith was the only choice to deal with it.
Therefore, after noticing something strange, he secretly made preparations with Emperor Zun, and sure enough, he got a fatal blow.
However, to Zhou Luo's surprise, Lingbao Tianzun's "Saving People's Sutra" was equally astonishing, even when faced with the evil thoughts of immortals.
Zhou Luo's figure slowly emerged from the Immortal Corpse Immortal Platform.
The long hair bun, Liuhe robe, and purple gold boots are the same as before.
At this moment, with a proud smile on his face, he looked down at the old ghost who was still struggling.
"Ah!" Qilin roared in pain, and the purple-black fairy light in his eyes was about to burst:
"Why?! Are you still alive?!"
"Hmph! You're too conceited." Zhou Luo smiled calmly, as if he were strolling in a garden.
Emperor Zun placed the green bronze cauldron, letting the power of faith continue, and ducked to Zhou Luo's side.
The two supreme beings are pressing down on each other, looking down upon the eight desolate places.
"The two of us entered Beihai, and you, a mere saint, dared to spy on us. That's when I became suspicious."
With victory in hand, Zhou Luo slowly said:
"Later, you spoke of Supreme, which made me even more convinced."
"Tianzun's incarnation is no more than a quasi-emperor on the surface, but you can actually see through the reality at a glance, which shows that what you say is untrue." Emperor Zun glanced at Zhou Luo with a smile.
"What's more, none of the saints in Beihai and the old quasi-emperor were spared. It is unnatural for a saint like you to escape, unless -"
"You are the trouble!"
Zhou Luo shouted, secretly containing the power of his soul, and struck the immortal corpse directly between his eyebrows.
The old ghost with evil thoughts groaned.
He remained silent, still struggling to support himself with the boundless power of faith.
"What a pity, Emperor Zun, you have accumulated the power of faith over the years." Zhou Luo looked around, the mist was steaming, like a fairyland.
It is also thanks to the Emperor that he was able to accumulate so much power of faith in just a few thousand years. Otherwise, whether he could defeat this evil ghost today remains to be seen.
"It doesn't matter, the power of faith is of no use to me. Today, under the guidance of the Heavenly Lord, they can be considered to be fully utilized."
In fact, it can be used to create a spiritual body of faith. Zhou Luo murmured in his heart, but naturally he had no intention of speaking out.
"Give up the useless struggle, maybe we and I can spare your life."
Emperor Zun turned around and spoke to the old ghost with evil thoughts, majestic and grand.
"Hey, don't even think about it. Even if you have the power to restrain all sentient beings, as long as I keep my fairy body, what can you do to me?"
The old ghost obviously doesn't give up so easily and wants to rely on his past life to resist.
"Since you know this "Sutra of Saving People", you must have some connection with Lingbao Tianzun."
An idea flashed in Zhou Luo's mind, and he had a confident idea.
As soon as he finished speaking, the old ghost paused for a moment, and then the immortal corpse began to stir and roar, almost overturning the entire sea of faith.
The emperor extended his right hand and pointed a finger, the green bronze cauldron bloomed with fairy light, and the phantoms of all the spirits on the cauldron wall appeared, almost turning into reality. The sound of boundless prayers came, blessing the power of faith, becoming more and more transparent to the immortals.
Zhou Luoyi was not afraid, and calmly said when faced with the old ghost who wanted to fight back:
"It is said that after Lingbao Tianzun refined the four immortal swords and the formation diagram, he became invincible and no one could test the sword for him. However, God was angry and wanted to send down a calamity. A true immortal came to the world, but in the end he achieved his goal of killing the immortal. name."
"Now it seems that the rumors are not groundless." Zhou Luo teased.
"Roar--"
The corpse of the immortal spirit screamed, and its wings struck horizontally, trying to break free from the boundless sea of thoughts and rise up.
However, after all, it is just a corpse controlled by the residual thoughts after death, not a fairy resurrection, and eventually falls back into the sea of faith.
"Wow"
As the world of mortals washes away and the power of thought burns, the old ghost's aura continues to weaken, and will eventually fall to the lower realm.
"I hate it——"
The immortal corpse raised its head, and the old ghost's eyes were split, and he looked bitterly at Emperor Zun and Zhou Luo, who were standing in the void.
"If I hadn't just escaped from the cage, how could I have been killed by a mere Supreme."
The old ghost whispered, full of unwillingness.
When Zhou Luo heard that he seemed to have revealed some kind of secret, he thought that he had finally decided to give up resistance and was about to step forward.
"...How can we be reduced to this kind of situation now?"
Emperor Zun also slowed down his tone: "Perhaps, you have other choices."
"Hey, you just want to get more secrets of immortality from me, don't even think about it."
The old ghost raised his head sadly:
"Today, even if I am about to come to an end, I will never linger any longer and drag you on the road together!"
A vast fluctuation came from the eyebrows of the immortal corpse.
It was a purple flame, weak, but towering over the heavens.
In an instant, half of the boundless ocean of faith was evaporated!
He actually chose to ignite the fire of transformation.
"well."
Zhou Luo sighed. As the Tianzun who has the deepest research on Yuan Shen, he understood everything in an instant.
Extremely sublime!
This is exactly the same as the self-destruction supremes who restore their peak combat power by burning their souls, but this old ghost is even more determined. He used the power of Tao Transformation to borrow the Immortal Dao Fruit from his previous life, even if it was only for a few moments, it was enough to pose a life threat to him and the Emperor.
"Stubborn!" Emperor Zun was furious, and inexplicable power suddenly flowed through his body.
Nine secrets!
Zhou Luo, who is also one of the Nine Heavenly Lords, reacted.
In his previous life, Emperor Zun was the Heavenly Lord who created all the secrets. Zhou Luo was very much looking forward to what kind of combat power he could show.
He was not disappointed.
In an instant, everything in the world seemed to disappear into nothingness, leaving only Emperor Zun alone, and a shocking fairy light burst out from between his palms.
This attack surpassed all others, not even the immortal green bronze tripod, nor the immortal corpse controlled by evil thoughts could compare with it.
It was not a touch, but it had reached the realm of immortality.
Like a white horse passing through the gap, the fairy light only lasts for a moment.
But it hit the immortal corpse.
"hiss"
Zhou Luo was horrified to find that the immortal corpse, which had withstood many attacks and remained unscathed, had cracks under this blow.
The old ghost was equally surprised, but still managed to stay calm and roared sternly and restrainedly:
"It's useless! When I borrow the Dao Fruit from my previous life, you will all be buried with me!"
"Then I'm afraid you will be disappointed." Zhou Luo sighed.
"What!?"
I saw that at the critical moment when the old ghost was recovering the Dao Fruit of his previous life, something strange came from his Yuanshen Xiantai.
A ray of purple fairy light flew out, instantly making the old ghost's path incomplete and falling into that mysterious and mysterious realm.
Looking at the fragment of the soul struggling in his palm, Zhou Luo said with a cold face:
"Now that it's in my hands, how could you take it back so easily?"
The old ghost was stunned for a moment, then took control of the corpse, trying to make a last ditch effort.
"Since you want to die, we will grant your wish."
The two supreme beings recited "The Sutra of Saving People" together, which caused the harmony of the great avenue.
Cooperating with the boundless sea of faith, the old ghost with evil thoughts will eventually disappear and will never appear in the world again.
