Chapter 188: Sea of Blood
Jin State.
Danxia Sect.
The towering main peak looks like a huge alchemy furnace. At this moment, there is a blazing earth vein flame burning in the core of the mountain, and the edge of the alchemy furnace peak is filled with precious light and alchemy energy, forming a colorful spiritual mist that rolls and gathers to the dome of the mountain, condensing into a layer of colorful formation.
The periphery of the main peak.
Shrouded in bloody devilish clouds.
The demonic sects from the twelve countries gathered together and surrounded the main peak of Danxia Sect.
On the eastern edge, there were warships with the Hehuan Sect's logo floating in the air. On the front decks of these warships stood many Nascent Soul and Golden Core cultivators. They looked at the crumbling colorful formation in front of them in silence.
From the moment Patriarch Jinyang broke through to the state of God, the situation of the entire Wei State and the twelve other countries had actually been determined.
Including the Demon Sect, which now seems to have a complete advantage, after completely annihilating the Danxia Sect, they will gradually leave the Twelve Countries and move to other places suitable for cultivation in the Beiyan Swamp, and in the end, only the Jinyang Sect will remain in this area.
By then, with all the resources of the twelve countries occupied and with the presence of Patriarch Jin Yang, the Jin Yang Sect will undoubtedly usher in its most prosperous period.
"Danxiazi."
"Stop struggling in vain."
"If you surrender obediently, maybe the Jinyang Sect can still preserve the last bit of its tradition for you. Otherwise, if you continue to resist stubbornly, this main summit will completely disappear along with everything of your Danxia Sect!"
The voice of the leader of Rakshasa Demon Valley echoed over the Danlu Mountain.
But there was no response.
See here.
The leader of Luosha Demon Valley turned around and took a few steps to a huge treasure ship. He faced a handsome and strange man who was reading a book, bowed and said, "Senior Jinyang, the Danxia Sect did not listen to the advice and is still resisting stubbornly."
Ancestor Jin Yang's indifferent voice came out, "If that's the case, then destroy it."
The words fell.
A jade stone carved with a blood-red palm print slowly floated out from behind the scroll. Under the infusion of tremendous magic power, the jade stone swelled in the wind and suddenly appeared in the sky above the Danlu Mountain, then smashed heavily into the colorful formation.
With a bang.
The colorful formation that was a gathering of precious light, elixir energy, and earth vein flames was constantly shaking, and the light of the formation quickly dimmed, but it did not collapse all at once.
Patriarch Jinyang was not surprised. The Danxia Sect had been passed down in Jin State for a long time. Although no Divine Transformation cultivator had ever been born, one or two great cultivators in the late Nascent Soul stage would occasionally appear. Therefore, it was not surprising that there was a main peak formation that could slightly resist the attacks of Divine Transformation cultivators.
Boom! He waved his fingertips.
The ancient spiritual treasure smashed down again.
The main peak of Danlu.
The Yuanying Golden Cores of Danxia Sect who were maintaining the formation had expressions of despair on their faces.
The sect leader who was sitting cross-legged in the center had an extremely calm look in his eyes. He calmly took out a golden Buddha from his arms. At the moment when the jade palm seal was about to hit the colorful formation, the golden Buddha suddenly emitted Buddhist light.
Swish! With the blessing of Buddha's light, the originally dim colorful formation once again burst into bursts of energy light, easily resisting this spiritual ancient treasure.
See this scene.
Patriarch Jin Yang put down the scroll in his hand, and glanced at the golden Buddha indifferently, "Dan Xiazi, this is your final support, humph, Xi Zong Buddhism, do you really think that I, Jin Yang, am afraid of these old bald men..."
Dong, Dong, Dong! Before the old bald donkey finished his last sentence, the once familiar sound of wooden fish knocking slowly rang out in the sky, followed by bursts of chanting accompanied by wooden fish, and the echoes of morning bells and evening drums were mixed in.
But this time, the strange and handsome face of Patriarch Jinyang did not change at all. He turned his gaze and looked towards the distant sky.
All I saw were golden Buddha statues gathering there.
A total of eighteen golden Buddha statues gathered together.
Each statue emitted dazzling Buddha light, and in an instant this area seemed to have become a Buddhist kingdom. The sounds of the wooden fish and the chanting became clearer, lingering in the ears of every monk.
"Western Buddhism has finally arrived!"
"We, the Danxia Sect..."
The Yuanying Jindan of Danxia Sect below the main peak of the alchemy furnace cried with joy, but before they could experience the joy of surviving the calamity, the blood cloud that filled the sky suddenly rushed towards the jade, and then the blood-colored palm print carved on the jade became more and more vivid.
Boom! In the blink of an eye.
The jade turned into a huge blood-red palm print and suddenly slapped towards the colorful formation.
This moment.
Even with the blessing of Buddha's light, the colorful formation could not hold on and collapsed completely. The Nascent Soul Golden Core that maintained the formation turned into blood and merged into the blood-colored palm print.
However, Zhenjun Danxia, who was sitting cross-legged at the core, managed to withstand the full force of the huge blood-colored palm print.
Ancestor Jin Yang couldn't help but exclaimed, his eyes fell on the broken alchemy furnace floating above Danxiazi's head, "There is actually an ancient spiritual treasure. Although it is broken, it still has some power. I didn't expect that you, Danxiazi, hid it so deeply!"
Speaking of.
He ignored Danxiazi.
As long as they deal with the eighteen Buddha statues in front of them, there will be plenty of time to slowly wear him down. A broken ancient spiritual treasure will not be able to hold out for long under his continuous attacks.
"Buddha has mercy on me."
"I wish to save all those who are suffering."
"Fellow Daoist Jinyang, you have already been in a sea of suffering, why don't you wake up quickly!"
Eighteen golden Buddha statues simultaneously burst into dazzling golden light, and in the blink of an eye gathered into a giant Buddha statue that was nearly a thousand feet tall. The statue was bathed in Buddha light, and behind it was a Buddha wheel that was constantly rotating. When it opened its mouth, it made a rumbling sound like thunder.
A large number of demonic monks felt splitting headaches just by listening to it. Those with lower cultivation strength in the foundation-building stage even had a mental breakdown and knelt on the warship, constantly repenting.
Those powerful cultivators in the late foundation building stage and Golden Core stage hurriedly used their own magic power to resist, but they could only grit their teeth and hold on.
The old ancestor Jin Yang sneered, "You don't even have a Divine Transformation cultivator, and you want to save me by relying on the magical powers of Buddhism. This is too unrealistic. Today, I will settle the account with you bald donkeys!"
Wow.
His pupils suddenly turned blood red.
His clothes were torn to shreds.
The blood-colored pattern on the chest exudes a strange bloody light.
Boom boom!
Suddenly, there was a sound like a heart beating, which gradually increased in speed from weak to strong.
The heartbeats of a large number of demonic monks from the twelve surrounding countries also accelerated uncontrollably along with this heartbeat. In just a few breaths, the beating of the heart reached a limit and shattered with a bang, and blood immediately flowed out of the mouths, noses, ears and other orifices of these demonic monks.
"Sea of blood!"
"monstrous!"
It was as if an ancient voice came out of the mouth of Patriarch Jinyang.
A large amount of blood from the evil monks flowed together and became more and more numerous, and finally turned into a blood-red sea that was vast and covered the clouds and the sun. Even the Buddha's light in the sky was suppressed by the blood.
Boom! Seeing this, the majestic Buddha statue could no longer sit still. He raised his palm and slapped the Jinyang Patriarch under the sea of blood. However, as soon as he slapped, the sea of blood split into blood-colored rivers that entangled the Buddha statue's arms and corroded the surface continuously.
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Suddenly, the Buddha's light and the blood were eroding and resisting each other.
"Buddha have mercy on me!"
The sound of the majestic Buddha statue became weaker and weaker, until finally the Buddha's light was completely eroded. The eighteen Buddha statues collapsed and turned into eighteen golden Buddhas floating in the sky. There was golden liquid flowing on each Buddha's body, and no matter how much blood and water eroded it, it was difficult to break the golden liquid.
Patriarch Jin Yang snorted coldly, and just as he was about to use another powerful magical power from the "Blood Sea Sutra", he frowned and looked towards the distant sky.
There was a flash of light flickering there.
As the escaping light approached, it turned out to be a flying boat.
The flying boat floated in the air between Patriarch Jinyang and the eighteen golden Buddhas.
Two figures stepped out slowly.
Sense the majestic aura emanating from it.
Ancestor Jin Yang's pupils shrank suddenly.
Two Divine Transformation Monks!
at this time.
The man on the left, wearing a plain blue satin robe, said calmly, "Ancestor Jinyang, since you have already reached the state of incarnation, you cannot stay here. Pack up and follow us to Zhongshengzhou!"
After hearing this, the eighteen Buddhas all said respectfully, "Greetings to the two envoys. I wonder if those people from our Western Buddhist sect..."
The man in the plain blue robe smiled and said, "So it's the Buddha from the Western Sect. Don't worry, they are all in Zhongshengzhou."
Patriarch Jin Yang said coldly: "My two Taoist friends, why should I follow you to Zhongshengzhou?"
The man in the plain blue robe shook his head helplessly.
"Every time I meet a newly promoted god, I always have to move around."
The man in long gown on his right said with a smile: "This Jinyang Patriarch seems to be practicing the Blood Sea Sutra, Fellow Daoist Ji, you should be careful."
The blue-robed man's eyes lit up slightly, "Blood Sea Scripture... Today I want to experience the power of this scripture."
But only a moment passed.
Under the might of the magical power of the surging sea of blood.
The plain-colored man surnamed Ji was in a state of disgrace, with many bloodstains on his robe. He hurriedly sent a message to the man in the long gown, "Fellow Daoist Lin, please help suppress it!"
Fellow Daoist Lin in long gown didn't care and said with a smile: "Fellow Daoist Ji, please hold on for a while. I still need to spend some time."
After saying.
He raised his hand slightly.
Suddenly, a sky-blue talisman pen with snowflake patterns appeared.
After holding.
He quickly sketched a talisman in the air as if he was painting with ink.
And there are actually patterns of strange beasts on this talisman.
However, Fellow Daoist Lin in the long gown continued to use his talisman brush to sketch on the talisman with the pattern of the strange beast. Soon, the outline of a lifelike giant beast appeared.
The talisman pen stopped.
He looked at it with seeming satisfaction, then waved his fingers.
The beast-shaped talisman slowly floated towards the Jinyang Patriarch who was under the sea of blood.
Patriarch Jinyang glanced at the talisman.
Although he looked alert, he did not really take it to heart. It was just a talisman, and even if it was powerful, it was only a one-time use. His own defense ability was not low, and he was protected by the Blood Sea Divine Ability, so he was not afraid of this kind of talisman at all.
"With this little ability, you want me to go to Zhongshengzhou with you..."
Halfway through the conversation.
Patriarch Jin Yang was shocked to find that the incarnation in plain blue satin robe opposite him turned around and turned into a beam of light and escaped.
Obviously, we haven't really started yet.
There is another incarnation of the god nearby, so there is no need to run away so quickly.
As if he thought of something.
He suddenly looked up at the beast-shaped talisman.
ps: I have a question, is it better to combine the three chapters into one, or publish them separately?
(End of this chapter)