The huge and strange Pinggu battlefield was originally extremely peaceful. At this moment, this area was plunged into a commotion, perhaps the largest movement in hundreds of years, causing more and more chaotic ripples in the void, constantly affecting the broken knot. Boundaries and formations.
It's like a silent magic sound, gently knocking on the dead souls who have fallen asleep.
Behind the slender figure of the general, a ferocious and vast force of intimidation surged up like a curtain of sky. It looked like a demon with its fangs spread out in the void, and endless low moans swept in with the aura of corruption.
Before it arrived, there was a pungent rotten smell, like being soaked in rotten water for countless years. Even its appearance caught Sakyamuni completely off guard. He could not sense anything. Only this rotten smell reminded him.
When the opponent appeared, he did not take action immediately, otherwise he would not be able to stop him at this moment.
But even without a sneak attack, the generals didn't think Sakyamuni had any chance of winning. Even if he was given several moves, he was simply too confident in what he had created.
The corpse that appeared now was also three feet tall, and its appearance was no different from a normal zombie. Only a pair of red pupils were very scary, but it made people feel unable to compete with it. Sakyamuni also thought the same.
"Dong dong..." Before the general could speak or see a living person, the corpse that had just appeared suddenly stepped forward and headed straight for Sakyamuni.
Apart from the frightening smell of decay, there is only overwhelming coercion left. Even if there is no vitality, it gives people a sense of panic that has nowhere to rest.
How dare Shakya be negligent at this moment? Immediately all the secret techniques came out, and the golden cold light swept away wildly. No matter whether it would attract something terrible, it was still important to survive at the moment. As for the rest, let the generals have a headache.
The golden Buddha's light covered the battlefield in all directions in an instant, and the countless Sanskrit sounds sounded again. Under the rising inscription, Sakyamuni once again used a more terrifying secret technique. Even the ripples in the four directions were strangled at this moment, even if Even on the broken formation, ripples like fish scales were left.
At this moment, he is more like a Buddha who has descended into the world to save the souls of the dead on this battlefield.
Then with a breath, countless golden palm prints suddenly fell from the top of the sky. Their target was the Pinggu battlefield, and they locked onto this corpse.
When the terrifying palm print penetrated the void, the entire star was shaken, and the half-saint pressure appeared again.
For the remaining people on the stars, this is already accustomed to it. Even if a saint appears now, their hearts will not be much shaken.
"No matter how powerful the palm print is, it's only a half-saint!" The general snorted disdainfully as he looked at the palm print that was about to fall in the void.
This monster he created was specifically designed to target these ridiculous semi-saints, and in this star, he knew all the information about the semi-saints, even if it was the leader of the bad guys, the bad guy is here so what?
He still couldn't break through this powerful body, and the general's confidence in it reached an outrageous level!
Then, as he said, when countless golden palm prints broke into the void and escaped into the land, although their power was not weakened, they even hit the zombie with extreme accuracy.
But under the destruction of countless palm prints, Sakyamuni saw the void shaking with it, but the zombie in front of him was suspended in the air, not hurt at all, as if he ignored the wave of damage.
And this glance also made Sakyamuni become more and more frightened as he looked at it. Such a result made his heart feel cold.
But before he could fully react, the huge figure disappeared in an instant, disappearing without a trace like a piece of air.
"Boom~" A deep force suddenly appeared from Sakyamuni's abdomen. For the first time, he felt the terrifying pain, and even his mouth opened wide.
At this moment, Sakyamuni was completely dumbfounded. How could his physical body still hurt when he was a semi-sage?
Could it be that this guy's current blow hit his own soul?
When such speculation appeared, fear appeared in Sakyamuni's eyes. Without vitality, he was able to hit his soul from the air purely by relying on his domineering body!
This kind of behavior, let alone this zombie, even the bad handsome man is absolutely unable to do it. He has to use his vitality!
However, at this moment, when his mind was almost blank, all the crazy offensive raindrops fell, like cold metal trembling, and even the void in all directions was locked. Even if he wanted to escape, it was already a bit late.
Moreover, this fist actually penetrated the depths of the eighteenth layer of void, causing even the sky above to shake.
Swinging from side to side like cotton, even golden blood kept throwing up under the fist. At this moment, Sakyamuni was almost collapsed.
The monster's offensive in front of him showed no sign of weakening at all. It became more and more ferocious as the battle progressed. Its powerful and heavy fist could even ignore the vitality shield. Only then did he understand where the general's confidence came from. Did he lose?
Or maybe he had been attacked for a while, and he had gone from the pain all over his body just now to the numbness now, and even had a desire to compromise in his heart. Maybe he was really not strong enough?
However, he was completely speechless at the moment, and even his consciousness fell into an intermittent state. No one knew the pain he was feeling at this moment.
If Buddhist disciples were to see this scene, their faith would probably completely collapse.
At this moment, the general also had an evil smile on his face. He knew that Sakyamuni had collapsed, but it was not the time yet. He had to let the last line of defense in his heart disappear completely, so that he could better cooperate with him.
With this thought in mind, the general watched the incense for half a stick. During this period, he also sighed a little. This Buddhist Sakyamuni is quite powerful. At least his physical strength is real. He was so madly criticized. Next, there weren’t many scars on his body, all he suffered was damage to his soul!
Of course, he won't always look at it like this. After all, he is very clear about the combat power and destructive power of this zombie in the later stage. Its transformation is completely based on the immortal cultivators who get stronger with each war. The stronger the latter, the more it will The stronger.
Immediately he raised his fingertips, and the zombie who was still charging like crazy disappeared directly on the spot. It stopped fighting completely in an instant. His movements were crisp and clean, but at this moment, Shakya's body completely flew out.
At this moment, his expression was extremely peaceful, as if he had been completely relieved.
"How is it? Have you been moved by the work I worked hard to create?" The general flashed and picked up the huge sakura in one hand.
"I'm convinced..." After a few breaths, he heard Sakyamuni's intermittent voice.
"What? You look sad? Don't be like that, brother. If you lose, it will only make you stronger. Listen to me, really!" The general directly picked it up with one hand, and even raised it high, with a complete look. Puzzled look.
"Are you sure you can make me stronger?" Sakyamuni was already devastated at this moment. He still hadn't shown many of his secret skills. Is this the end?
"Well, there is absolutely no problem with reaching the peak of Semi-Saint!" The general nodded seriously.
"Is it just the peak of Semi-Saint?" Sakyamuni smiled bitterly. This is not much better, right?
"You can defeat the bad handsome man!" Then, the general's words immediately shut up Sakyamuni, and even his dim eyes once again shone brightly.
"Humph, you only have this little potential, you are just a bad handsome man!" The general also guessed what Sakyamuni was thinking, and suddenly felt contempt again.
In his eyes, the bad commander is indeed the pinnacle of semi-saints in the world. In terms of one-on-one fighting alone, he is already invincible, but he can't stand up to a large number of people.
Therefore, just defeating him does not mean much.
While the general was thinking, he had already arrived at the deep pit. Without saying a word, he threw Sakyamuni's body down and directly made a big pit deep in the ground, causing the whole ground to shake.
But when the general returned to the pit again, he frowned slightly and looked at the idiot in front of him with some incomprehension, playing with something.
"Come here, we have work to do next. It's a big project!" As the general spoke, he suddenly raised a palm, and a large number of golden lines quickly appeared in his palm, which looked like burning flowers.
With a slight palm, he pressed directly on Shakya's body, and then a ray of golden light traveled throughout his body.
With this breath, Sakyamuni felt cold all over his body. He knew what it was, the fire flower used by generals to control zombies. He was completely done with it now.
"Look at me, look at me. You will definitely be satisfied with the new stuff I've made for you this time!" Standing in front was the leader of the Qi Sect who came back first. At this moment, he was rubbing his hands excitedly, as if he was expecting the general. Reaction.
"Huh?" At this moment, the general noticed that behind this fool, there seemed to be a figure covered by a black curtain, but the black cloth seemed a bit redundant, because he could see clearly what was inside.
With an expression of no expectation, he looked at the fallen black cloth and the exposed figure.
"Then what?" He didn't understand the idea of the leader of the Qi Sect. He could only say that this thing was very novel and it would be perfect to use it as a work of art at the door.
"Dad, you don't know its power yet. This is a robot I modified, and it uses the head of an immortal cultivator, and the other parts are replaced by machines! Its strength is comparable to that of a semi-saint."
The leader of the Qi Sect reached out and touched the figure behind him, and said with a pleased look on his face.
"Well, apart from having many hands, I really don't find anything special about it. It's the owner of this head. Why does it look so familiar?" The general stroked his chin and thought, but he didn't realize it for a while.
Shakya behind him also glanced curiously, but this glance directly made him faint.
Some people died, but not completely...
