Chapter 25: Eighteen Arhat Formation

Chinese dynasty, royal palace.

The Huaxia Dynasty looked at the palace seal and said, "Is there anything else?"

"Your Majesty, there is indeed something." Gong Xi reported.

"Tell me about it!" the King of China said calmly.

Gong Xi said: "Your Majesty, the little princess has become a warrior!"

The King of China asked in disbelief: "What? Warrior, how is this possible?"

Then he stood up and asked in a solemn tone: "Are you sure?"

"Confirmed, and it is already in the early stage of mortal realm." Gong Xi reported.

Gong Xi seemed to see the worry of the King of China, and said quickly: "Little princess, everything is normal."

"Could he be a martial arts prodigy? Let Ancestor investigate for himself!" the King of China thought to himself.

Then he looked at Gong Xi and ordered: "Take Xiaoer into the palace immediately."

"Yes." Gong Xi.

Linghuai Village

While the bloody head gradually dissipated its screams, it also made a strange scream. There was a strange smile on the face formed by blood.

In the end, the bloody head slowly evaporated like water vapor and disappeared into the moonlight. The sky under the moonlight also showed a hint of crimson, and the crescent moon hanging in the darkness was particularly charming.

At this time, a crow flew across the red sky, squawked, and then disappeared into the dark night.

A stream passed by, and the dark red Buddha beads landed steadily on Dao Ling's left ankle. Dao Ling raised his hands and said silently: "Amitabha!"

Just when Dao Ling was about to leave, his pupils suddenly tightened, his forehead frowned, his eyes narrowed slightly, his eyebrows revealed a dignified look, and there was a trace of ripples in his eyes.

At this time, a voice sounded out of thin air: "Jie Jie, I still can't escape your dog eyes."

Then, wisps of blood floated up, and a head of blood slowly condensed, from empty to solid.

Dao Ling snorted slightly and was about to take action again. The string of beads kept turning on Dao Ling's left hand and would come out at any time.

The bloody head grunted a few times and said: "Don't bother, you can't kill me. I was nurtured by heaven and earth. If heaven does not destroy me, I will not die."

"Really?" Dao Ling said calmly.

When he stopped speaking, the string of Buddhist beads had disappeared from Dao Ling's wrist. Like a wild horse, the beads directly pierced the forehead of the bloody head.

A hole as big as the bottom of a bowl appeared on the bloody head. The bloody head now became both weird and terrifying. Especially the corner of his mouth that looked like it had been cut by a knife, even with a hint of a weird smile.

At the moment when the beads pierced the bloody head, wisps of blood floated inexplicably in the sky, and the pierced head gradually solidified.

"I said that you can't kill me, but now you have reached that state." The bloody head said with a trembling voice.

"Who said I must kill you!" Dao Ling said.

Then Dao Ling recited silently: "Amitabha!"

I saw golden Buddha statues suddenly rising from the ground, eighteen in total. Each Buddha statue was three feet tall, like a golden giant. Each golden giant Buddha statue has its eyes wide open, and its golden body exudes bursts of pressure. At the same time, each Buddha statue is in a weird posture.

The bloody head looked around and said differently: "The Eighteen Arhat Formation, I didn't expect..."

Before the bloody head finished speaking, Dao Ling said: "Suppress!"

A huge "卍" character appeared in the sky, and the sky was reflected in a fiery red. At the same time, small golden "卍" characters appeared on the ground.

When Dao Ling read the word Zhen, the eighteen golden Arhats suddenly moved.