At this moment, in Suzaku Avenue, houses, alleys, and streets, the silent fighting is isolated. This is a battle for immortal cultivators. It is far more secretive and cruel than the battle on the secular battlefield. If you are not careful, even the gray will be killed. Nothing left.
Su Ming's spiritual thoughts swept across, constantly searching for that evil figure.
However, in the streets and alleys, figures kept escaping. They were from outsiders who often came out to sneak attacks on others and specialized in doing evil. However, they were discovered by Su Ming's spiritual thoughts and they did not dare to attack again.
There was no one like them who didn't have several lives on their backs, but now Su Ming had no time to pay attention to them. The reason why they dare to do this is also related to the emperor's acquiescence and indulgence, so they have always acted unscrupulously.
Therefore, the defense of Shangjing City has no binding force on immortal cultivators like them. As long as they do not take action against mortals, the guards of Xuanjing Division and the gods guarding Shangjing City will turn a blind eye.
But tonight's situation was rare. Those guys who were running away like crazy were speechless. Who was this bold guy who stung a hornet's nest?
In the dark alley, a figure kept running away in a hurry, looking behind him from time to time, looking panicked, "Damn it! I've been running for so long, why can't I escape!"
Suddenly, a spiritual thought swept across his body, making the warning signs in his heart stronger and stronger, and the hairs all over his body suddenly exploded. Not good!
"I found you!" In the room, Su Ming suddenly opened his eyes, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, stood up, looked in a certain direction, and casually clapped his hands.
Just as the evil young man was running away madly, suddenly, a pure and holy Buddha seal suddenly fell from the sky. In an instant, the holy energy rushed into the sky, the Buddha shone brightly, and a Tathagata appeared in the world, containing thousands of ephemera.
There was a sudden loud noise, like Mount Tai falling, incomparable, palms rising and falling, Tathagata subduing demons!
Immediately, the immortal cultivators in Suzaku Street felt the mighty power of Buddha, and they were all shocked. There were not many people in the capital with such power. How come they had never heard of this person before?
When the evil young man saw the Buddha's light, he knew that the enemy was coming. With just that divine thought, he knew that this person was far stronger than him and was not something he could deal with. However, he would not sit still and wait for death.
In an instant, a ruthless look appeared in the young man's eyes. He put his fingers together with the sword and struck several points on his body. Blood spurted out from all the major points in his body. His clothes turned red, as if he had turned into a bloody man. At the same time, the energy and blood in his body also began to flow. It exploded at this moment and turned into mana flowing continuously in the body.
He took out the black flag in his arms and released the evil spirit contained within it, along with the evil remaining souls that he could not control yet.
Suddenly, thousands of dead souls swarmed out, and the energy, blood, and magic in his body were also swallowed up by these dead souls, turning him into a mummy and devouring the owner's life and blood. The power of those dead souls increased, and a ghostly aura suddenly filled the air. Come on, you will turn this place into a hell on earth.
"Huh? A person from the Demon Cult, an ancient remnant soul?"
In the distant courtyard, a middle-aged Taoist priest wearing a purple Taoist robe, carrying a magic sword on his back, and surrounded by fresh air frowned slightly, looking at the ferocious remnant soul and muttered to himself.
The Demon Sect is one of the three major sects in the world today. It has many connections with leftist sects. Most of the disciples of the Demon Sect are ruthless and vicious people. They do not practice magic, but only practice magical powers. His ability is extremely powerful, only then can he compete with their Kunlun Taoist sect.
Moreover, the Demon Sect has always acted in extreme ways, and would do anything for power. This person got an ancient remnant soul from somewhere and refined it into a flag spirit, making the magic flag so powerful that it was no less powerful than the magic weapon in their hands. Of course, compared to the real magic weapon, this magic flag has many flaws.
Unless this person is forced into a critical situation of life and death, he will not use it easily.
"burst!"
However, what no one expected was that at the moment when the Buddha's seal was about to fall, the young soul hidden in the mummy showed a sneer and softly uttered one word, "Explode!"
In an instant, all the ghosts howled in an indescribable and inexplicable way. The ghosts that had devoured his energy and blood exploded instantly. Even the ancient remnant soul that had absorbed the huge mana screamed and exploded, turning into a ghostly aura and rising into the sky. Sweeping in all directions, shaking the earth.
Affected by this impact, the ground where Suzaku Street was located also began to tremble. At this moment, runes loomed everywhere underground in Suzaku Street, connecting with each other to form a French net to stabilize the affected earth veins. Suddenly, the ground returned to calm. .
Although the underground aftermath has subsided, the ghostly aura in Suzaku Street is devouring everything and continues to expand.
The people peeping in secret gasped, and the middle-aged Taoist priest who was carrying the magic sword was also stunned. This kind of power was no less than the self-destruction of the magic weapon, and even he couldn't stop it.
The other masters watching the battle also had serious expressions on their faces, ready to take action at any time to prevent the spread of this ghostly aura. At the same time, they were also secretly congratulating themselves. Fortunately, someone blocked the thunder and forced out this person's trump card. If any of them were to face the power of the magic weapon's self-destruction, they would be unable to withstand it. Even if they managed to survive, they would have to pay a huge price.
In the palace, Emperor Shenwu looked at the ghostly aura reflected in the precious mirror, with a hint of interest in his eyes. The capital city had not been so lively for a long time.
In mid-air, the Tathagata's face showed compassion, clasped his hands, and Buddha flames burned. In the next moment, the huge Buddha's image turned into the Buddha's swastika seal, as if it had condensed into substance, exuding vast Buddha light, illuminating the world, and the ghostly aura was like thick ink. , the land with a radius of ten miles was eroded away wherever it passed, but it was blocked by the Buddha's light and could not save even half of it.
In fact, Su Ming just hit him casually and didn't want to kill him. He just wanted to capture the guy and search for his soul. But he didn't expect that this guy would be so brave. Not only did he sacrifice himself, but he also took the spiritual treasure. Self-destructed.
Of course, this kind of scene is not difficult for him, it just consumes more mana.
Finally, the wave of ghost energy that exploded from all ghosts collided with the Buddha's swastika seal, and the Buddha's light scattered all over the sky, turning the dark night into daylight.
With a bang, it shattered in all directions.
The huge ghost energy was melted directly like snow meeting the blazing sun, and dissipated in an instant, leaving only devastation and a residual soul swaying in the wind.
"Amitabha!"
When the Buddha's name fell, thousands of Brahma lights dispersed, sweeping away the remaining ghost energy in the surrounding earth. The withered and withered flowers also regained life and secretly produced fragrance.
"Such a strong magical power, where did this person come from?" Kunlun Taoist priest looked at the Buddha's light in the sky, his eyes flashed, and the magic sword behind him was surrounded by purple energy, beating slightly, and its edge was looming.
In the midst of everyone's attention, the pure light of the Holy Buddha reappeared in the world, and a majestic Buddha figure stepped out from the void. A trace of cinnabar on his eyebrows looked like blood. His handsome face was rare in the world. His shiny bald head not only did not diminish his grace, but instead made him more solemn. Compassion in the heart.
