When Chu Qiangwei was imprisoned, Yuchidun became furious, led his subordinates, activated the violent force, and used the move of Heaven and Earth to Live Together.
The long-browed monk, who was unknowingly pushed away by Lin Tuo, then exploded.
Torrential golden light, like a flying spring or a waterfall, was released from his body, so bright that people dared not look directly at it!
The sound waves of thunder were still released in circles, but suddenly they were at least ten times more powerful.
Just like a real wave, it can push the bloodthirsty spirit knight to stagger back.
Sandwiched within the thunder sound, there was also a faint white fire.
Yes, a white flame!
As the sound wave spread, it fell on the blue cloud covering the bloodthirsty spirit knight, and the burning blue cloud immediately surged and stirred.
The blue clouds turned into fly ash one after another...
If the blue clouds are exhausted somewhere and the fire reaches the bloodthirsty spirit knight, blood will rise in large areas.
These are all visible and obvious processes.
I don’t know how Chang Mei, who has been unable to summon the Fiery Monk, suddenly has such powerful firepower.
Could it be that the long-browed monk himself acted out the dejected look before, pretending to be a pig and eating the tiger?
But this acting is too good for a movie star, right? Lin Tuo was confused.
"Fake elixir! Fake elixir! It's a fake elixir..." On the chaotic battlefield, someone exclaimed involuntarily.
In the later stage of foundation building, condensing one's strength and cultivating golden elixir in the body is the secret to advancing to foundation building and elixir formation.
The golden elixir that gathers the spiritual power of the soul should be alive.
Only the living ones can hatch and give birth to the Nascent Soul in the future.
Planting a golden elixir and breaking it into a baby is like the process of giving birth to a child.
All imprinted characteristics come from yourself, so the child you give birth to will be exactly like you, just like your clone.
However, when giving birth to a child, there is always a chance of stillbirth, and cultivation pill formation is no exception.
There are often situations where elixir formation fails and the elixir has to be discarded and practiced again.
But the situation of cultivators is different from ordinary things in the world...
If the child in the belly dies, it is dead;
The elixir that the cultivator failed to use is not a golden elixir, but it can still retain some of the functions of the golden elixir and become a pretty good magic weapon. It is what someone here calls it - a fake elixir.
Although the fake elixir realm is not a formal realm of cultivation, it is a realm that has transcended the late stage of foundation building and is more powerful than the peak of foundation building.
He often practiced cultivation, but because he repeatedly failed to form elixirs, he finally chose to enter the realm of fake elixirs and ended his life.
At this moment, what the long-browed monk showed was the strength of the fake elixir realm.
It is not an elixir, but it has the charm of an elixir.
After he activated the Thunder Sound Fire Flag, its strength skyrocketed, consuming the blue clouds of the Indigo Sea, and driving hundreds of bloodthirsty spirit knights into the mud...
"Pah!" The guy who shouted Fake Pill was given a huge blow by the people around him.
"You are stupid, fake elixirs. Only those who practice Taoism have fake elixirs. Monk Changmei is a Buddhist practitioner. Where did you get the fake elixirs?"
"It's not a fake elixir. Where did the monk's power come from?" The guy who was beaten held his head and said unconvinced.
"That's... that should be... Nirvana, right? There is a Nirvana realm..." The speaker looked up at the old monk with a golden light, with a slight respect on his face.
"Nirvana, what is that?"
The questioner didn't understand, but Lin Tuo understood.
Nirvana, in other words, is death.
It’s just that there are many different ways of death for monks. Those who are destined to die are usually called Nirvana, their bodies will not decay, they will become golden bodies, etc.
If the destiny is not given, those who act on their own will be like a phoenix reborn from the ashes. It will inevitably have different appearances, and it will be divided into the state of nirvana with remnants, the state of nirvana with no remnants, and so on.
In short, the monk's move is the same as the blue-level demon violent cavalry's death-defying move.
Burn your own life and illuminate hope for others...
"Namo Amitabhavi, Duotagaduoye, Duodikaduoye, Amilidubhavi, Amiliduo, Sidandabhavi, Amitabhavi, Vikalanda, Amitabhavi, Vikalanda Duo, Gamila, Gagana, Chidokali, Sahaha!"
Chanting the mantra in his mouth, the long-browed old monk sat down in mid-air, his old and thin face blooming with light, filling up the deep ravine, showing his majestic appearance.
Sweeping away the sweaty and exhausted look from before.
The sound of thunder and fierce fire, like the Yangtze River and the tidal wave of the East China Sea, continuously and endlessly impacted the front line of the demon cavalry.
The demon cavalry, who had been so lively, majestic and unstoppable just now, suddenly moved slowly, as if they were stuck in the mud.
What made them most helpless was that the blue cloud magical power that enveloped them and the Buddha's fire caught in the sound waves were irresistible and burned away bit by bit.
Without Lan Yun's concealment, without Lan Yun's ability to absorb souls and restore blood, they lost their two strongest sources of support.
Lin Tuo stood in the crowd.
At this time, the Demon Cavalry was already slowing down. Although Yuchidun roared repeatedly, he was extremely unwilling to do so.
Shrouded in thunderous fire, it was like a monkey under the hand of Tathagata Buddha, unable to writhe no matter what.
Lin Tuo no longer worried about his safety at all, and looked at the monk in the sky with sadness.
Originally, I wanted to save the old monk's life...
But contrary to expectations, not only was he not saved, but he was saved by the old monk in this way...
Time? Life?
He looked sadly at the blank cultivators around him: Are these goods worth his life?
He yelled depressedly: "What are you still doing? Take this opportunity to kill the enemy!"
A circle of stunned cultivators suddenly realized what Lin Tuo said. They drew their knives and swords, and rushed forward from all directions, swarming towards the old, slow, armor-breaking, and weak demon cavalry...
The battle continues to this day, with the outcome reversed several times.
Finally, after both sides had almost exhausted their cards, the final outcome came.
Although none of the cultivators in the audience understood why the blue-level demons broke out and why they launched a suicidal charge...
The demon cavalry were beaten to pieces one after another, some were really beaten to pieces, and some were exploded because their potential was exhausted by the thunderous fire, and they reached their limit.
In the final melee, Lin Tuo will not participate...
The crowd quietly walked towards Danfeng Village.
When I turned around unintentionally, I don't know if it was an illusion or something, I felt that the long-browed monk shrouded in Buddha's light suddenly smiled at me.
illusion? Or is it true? Why is he smiling at himself and looking so enigmatic?
Just as a thought came to my mind, a voice came from the ear. The legendary voice transmitted into the secret: "Don't run that way, run northwest, and then..."
The monk with long eyebrows said something to Lin Tuo, which made Lin Tuo's face change, hesitant and tangled.
However, after hesitating for a moment, he still did as the monk with long eyebrows said, instead of heading towards Danfeng Village, he secretly turned towards the direction of Liangjie Mountain...
