As the brilliance of the eight people became more and more brilliant, their auras also climbed up step by step. Faintly, what emanated from their bodies was no longer spiritual power, but a richer immortal energy.
Each of them is like a god descending to earth, extremely holy and cannot be offended.
It is said that when a monk became an immortal, heaven and earth were moved. Like a divine dragon ascending to heaven, all things revive. Looking at this scene now, it’s still something to behold.
Fang Yingxing was also very shocked, but he always felt something was wrong.
He lowered his head and meditated, and the words that his master and ancestor said when they taught him came to mind.
What is cultivating immortality? Immortals are created through cultivation.
To cultivate immortality, one must have a clear mind and understand the principles of heaven and earth. To be in communion with all things and feel the same. Finally, he attained the Dharma and attained enlightenment, transcending the cycle of life and death.
But now, just in the realm of spiritual creation, it is a bit too incredible to have such an opportunity to directly ascend to immortality.
Suddenly, a shrill scream came.
"Impossible, why is my path to becoming an immortal broken?" On the altar, the monk from the Canghuang Sect was the first to notice. His Dao roots came into contact with the seeping brilliance and actually began to burn. The foundation of the Dao was affected. After irreversible damage, not only Daogen, but also the spiritual energy in his body burned. He used to be personable, but now he can no longer remain calm. His black hair is messy and his yellow robe is in tatters.
He wanted to escape, used advanced secret techniques, and burst out spiritual energy to escape, but the chaotic energy just wrapped him up, blocking him from the outside world. When his body came into contact with the divine pollen released by the fairy flower, He immediately ran all kinds of magic like crazy, but it made no sense. Countless cracks appeared in his body, and they were still expanding.
On the other side, the strong man at the sixth level of the Dragon Palace was also roaring. He turned into his true body and turned into a real dragon. He concentrated his spiritual power and swung the dragon's tail, trying to break through the space and break free. However, the dragon that could break everything The tail sweep had no effect on the chaotic energy, but knocked off a few dragon scales. The dragon scales, which were as hard as fine gold, also burned unstoppably after coming into contact with the fairy flower pollen.
The sixth level powerhouse of the Heavenly Lady Sect is usually very graceful and is the goddess in the eyes of countless monks, but at this moment she is also being enveloped and burned by that weird brilliance. Even the meridians are breaking, and even if you release advanced treatment techniques, there is no way to stop it at all.
All the monks were stunned, and some even collapsed on the ground in fear.
Fang Yingxing opened his eternal pupils and looked at the altar. What happened next was deeply imprinted in the hearts of every monk.
The eight strong men at the sixth level of soul creation let out shrill screams. Their bodies were wrapped in the chaos energy, and they frantically released Taoist magic. They tried to break free, but it was in vain. The cracks on their bodies became more and more dense, covering their whole bodies, and finally more It exploded directly.
The flesh and blood quickly dried up, and all the essence fell into the roots of the Immortal Flower.
The main spirits of those strong men are exactly the same as their own bodies, integrated with their spiritual consciousness. At this moment, they are forced to be separated from the body. Their own light is dim, but the brilliance on the surface of the body is getting brighter, and there are cracks from top to bottom. .
Those main spirits had no desire to resist at all, and were all running away in terror, but they were wrapped in the surging chaos energy and brought into the stamens of the Immortal Flower. Without even a sound of participation, they completely collapsed and disintegrated, turning into divinity. The particles sink into the stamens.
After the enlightenment flower emitted a burst of bright light, it slowly closed its petals and stopped releasing divine pollen.
Many monks breathed a sigh of relief when they saw this scene, but in Fang Yingxing's eyes, something even more terrifying appeared.
Within those petals, something is being born and growing.
The next moment, his hair stood on end, and he felt a chill on his back. He felt a strange aura, not spiritual energy, let alone fairy energy, but an aura with a strong meaning of death.
After absorbing the divine substances of those powerful men, countless avenue runes spread from the giant statue in the center of the altar to the surroundings, directly covering the area where the monk army was located.
Fang Yingxing gritted his teeth and without any time to think, he started running the Eternal Eye crazily. Suddenly, the power of the bright stars turned into a giant shield, covering Xu Qing and Zhang Qingyun brother and sister.
In an instant, screams were heard one after another in the area near the altar.
All the monks in that place were pierced by the branches and leaves extending from the Immortal Flower at this moment. Their flesh and blood dried up quickly and turned into withered bones. All their essences were absorbed. Even their spiritual consciousness was not spared. They collapsed completely and could only scream. Devoured.
On the periphery, many monks tried to leave here, but as soon as they touched the avenue runes, a bright light appeared all over their bodies, and their flesh and blood dried up quickly, leaving only a few white bones.
Fang Yingxing took a breath. Through the Eternal Eyes, he could see that the blood essence of those monks was flowing through the avenue runes, with only one destination - the roots of the Immortal Flower.
He already understood that this avenue rune was to prevent them from escaping and force them to stay here.
The surviving monks in the avenue rune area all set their sights on the strong sixth-level monks on the altar. They are the core combat force of the monk army. If anyone can break through here, it is only them.
The leader of the Hundred Sect Alliance looked pale at this moment and tried his best to dodge the remaining divine particles and chaotic energy. Finally, he used the most powerful technique and escaped from the altar with the surviving sixth-level warriors.
Although his strength was almost exhausted, he still tried his best to appease the monk army and promised to take everyone out safely.
Because he knew that in this situation, the most important thing to avoid was the panic of the monk army, otherwise it would only get worse.
Under his comfort, many monks breathed a sigh of relief. This leader was like their spiritual support.
Someone tremblingly shouted: "Follow the leader!"
Following him, many monks also chanted, although they all had more or less vibrato.
However, the next moment, the cry stopped abruptly.
As soon as the leader relaxed a little, he felt a cramp in his heart. He lowered his head tremblingly and saw a bloody hand piercing his heart.
He wanted to resist, but restrictions were placed all over his body, and he could not display his powerful strength at all. He roared in despair, his eyes gradually dimmed with unwillingness, his body quickly dried up, and all his energy was absorbed by that hand.
Seeing the owner of that hand, all the monks' pupils widened.
He was one of the first monks to enter the deep inner circle and see the altar. He was also the first monk to tell the leader of the existence of the flying immortals at the altar. At the same time, he also strongly recommended the monks to go to the altar.
"This blood bait, haha, it's so satisfying. I haven't tasted it for a long time. Hahahaha, it's been a long time." He was laughing wildly, with a cold luster in his eyes, and pursed his lips, as if he had tasted some delicious food.
Then, his body began to change, and his hair gradually fell out. In fact, not only his hair, but also his flesh and blood were falling off.
Fang Yingxing saw through the Eternal Eyes that even the bones of the man had softened and disappeared.
He exuded a cold aura, which was cold and intoxicating.
In the end, he transformed into a humanoid creature, his whole body was gray-white, especially his eyes, which showed a whiteness that penetrated into his soul, while other parts of his face were dark gray. At this moment, he showed a weird smile and his eyes fell on the remaining monks.
