The blind King Ming is simple and complicated.
The reason for saying this is only because the power of the Ming King I saw three years ago is very simple and does not have too much clutter. But the blind man itself is very complicated, and his mystery makes people unable to understand the details.
And the angry king that I see now has a lot of mixed powers in it. Almost every weapon is a special force. He is stronger than the blind man three years ago. Ah San watched the king of Ming slaughter everywhere and kept hitting the people flying in the sky, and said angrily: "I don't know how much power of conviction this thing has eaten before it has grown to where it is today."
"The power of faith?" I asked with a look of confusion, "What is this? Can people eat?"
"I almost forgot that you slept for three years. I didn't know a lot of things." Asan explained, "What you see with your naked eyes is the body of King Ming. But in fact, this King Ming is a combination of humans and monsters. You were there at the beginning. The monsters seen in the temple have now been completely perfected. They can absorb the beliefs of the worshippers, turn them into their own growth nutrients, and then merge with humans. The more beliefs they absorb, the more they parasitize and fit the people. The stronger."
"That's it, it seems that the strange energies I saw in the temple at the beginning are beliefs. But in this way, don't those monsters have no upper limit for growth?" I asked.
"Theoretically, this is the case. At least when the monsters first merged with humans, they weren't as strong. In just one or two years, they have grown to the point where even the Motianling formation can be easily cracked." A Sanyi said worriedly: "If we can't think of a way to break the game, in a few years, I am afraid that no one can stop them."
I naturally understand that this is likely to be a harbinger of a dark future. However, knowing that the future will develop as we guessed, there is no way to change it.
"I don't believe that this monster has no weaknesses, there must be ways to restrain them under the sun." I said.
"Unless the gods they set up are destroyed." Asan said: "Now that the government controls the world, ordinary people must choose a god to worship in order to survive. The power of faith is increasing, and they will become more and more powerful."
Destroying all the gods is obviously an impossible task. Besides, the gods are man-made, even if they are destroyed, they can be rebuilt. Even if all the gods are really destroyed, there is no practical significance. At most, they will delay the time for the book to teach them invincibility.
I thought for a long time, but didn't think of a clue, I couldn't help being a little disappointed in myself. Obviously stronger than before, but found that it is still very weak for this world.
At this time, Asan said: "However, Professor Shu, they also made their own minds. Do you remember the monster we accidentally let go in the underworld?"
I nodded and said, "Of course I remember, what happened to it?"
Asan gloatly said: "The monster hid under the millstone and swallowed how many soul fragments. As time passed, it turned out to be wise. Not only was it not under the control of the book professors and the others, but also secretly snatched many monster prototypes and transformed them into their own companions. Although these guys are also monsters, they are committed to freeing all monsters."
"You mean, the one we smashed the instrument and let go three years ago, is now doing the right thing with Professor Shu?" I was surprised.
"Yes." Ah San nodded and said, "After the monster has generated wisdom, he claims to be a wise man, and if he is snatched by it, it also engulfed his soul to produce wisdom, then he is called a "mischief", which means knowing to return. These guys Occupy the sky of the underworld, and use the crushed souls of the millstone as food. We call it the capital of the underworld, and in their mouths, there is only one name, the empty land."
"Explicitly..." I repeated.
"It's the place in the sky that makes all doubts clear." Asan explained.
"Could it be that Emperor Fengdu and Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva don't care about them? They eat countless souls as food." I asked suspiciously.
"Emperor Fengdu has now pushed the world barrier hundreds of thousands of miles away, and the space occupied by the underworld is already very small. Think about it, it won't take long before the entire Fengdu will once again return to the grandeur of the ancient times. Such an important juncture, how about Emperor Fengdu? Have time to worry about the little things like being eaten by the soul." Asan said.
"This is not a trivial matter. The soul is eaten, which means that you can't enter the reincarnation normally. At that time, even if you completely squeeze the underworld, there is no soul, what use are they?" I said.
"There are not as many souls in ancient times as there are now, and we are not born in the same way." Asan said: "Don't forget, in our inference, souls will split on their own."
I screamed, and then I remembered that before in the underworld, I really guessed that after the soul was crushed, it could multiply by itself in order to adapt to more and more human births.
However, I am still a little bit angry about the fact that the bodies of Emperor Fengdu and Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva only put the two underworlds in their eyes. The underworld originally serves the soul, how can it turn the cart before the horse and leave the life and death of the soul alone
Seeing that I was not talking, Ah San said to himself: "For those monsters, the underworld is their holy land anyway."
"Professor Shu did not attack? The monsters were created by them, so it shouldn't be difficult to destroy it. I don't believe it, Professor Shu doesn't have the dead spots of these monsters." I said.
"Of course they fought, but the result was Professor Shu's defeat." Asan said.
"How is this possible... How could Professor Shu and they fail to defeat those monsters?" I asked unbelievably.
"First of all, there are Emperor Fengdu and Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva in the underworld. Professor Shu dare not be too mad. The power to attack is not as good as what we see. Secondly, after the monsters have wisdom, they will go to Chudong. Hiding in Tibet does not directly conflict with people. The most important thing is that their intelligence is very attractive to the monster prototype. If you are not careful, many monsters that have not developed intelligence will be led away, not only from the host. Take control, and some even swallow the host in turn. Strictly speaking, wise men and fans are the best means to deal with these monsters. That’s why I said that the book professors are self-inflicted."
I laughed happily and said: "I didn't expect to hit and knock by mistake, but it planted a curse for them in advance."
"They certainly didn't expect that it was just a monster that was unintentionally lost that would grow to this point." Asan said.
"Is it possible to cooperate with those monsters and let them help?" I asked.
"No." Ah San immediately shook his head and said, "We have already had this idea of you. But those monsters are very vigilant and guarded, no matter who they are, they don't want to believe it. Moreover, in the hearts of these guys, It seems that all the companions can only be freed from the lost way. This only thought has occupied all their minds."
I was stunned, then sighed and said, "That's a shame."
Ah San also said with regret: "Yes... If they help, these guys wouldn't dare to jump out."
While talking, King Ming has already knocked dozens of Motianling's masters into the air. The six weapons in his hand were all different, and fire spewed from his mouth again, and with an angry shout, the ground that was shaking would shatter. No matter how tough an ordinary person is, he cannot be his opponent.
However, Motianling is not a soft persimmon. I have seen their magical formations. It's just that these people seemed to only show the tip of the iceberg at this moment, and didn't reveal much of their true strength. The only thing that can be regarded as strange is that the people who were hit by the King Ming were panting, bleeding from the corners of their mouths, and seemed to be injured, but then they joined the battle group alive and well.
It is difficult to directly describe how powerful the Wrath King is in words. If you have to describe it specifically, it is a 100-meter-high building that will be demolished to ruins by him in an instant.
Such a powerful force is rare in the world, let alone ordinary people, even if the Iron Man in the movie is hit by him, he will have to destroy more than half.
But everyone in Motianling just like this abruptly withstood his attack, and then ran back to continue fighting like a okay person.
I was shocked and delighted to see that Motianling is so magical, it is really delightful.
At this time, within the high walls of Yuanling County, a powerful breath suddenly burst out.
This breath was full of negative energy such as hatred and regret. A giant black Buddha was born out of thin air and slowly stood up behind the city wall. He was completely dark, like charcoal, the brightest, blood-red eyes.
Those eyes, as if dripping blood, just one glance makes people feel that the soul is going to be plunged into a whirlpool of regret.
A golden long stick rose to the sky, accompanied by a dull roar, like the collapse of a pillar supporting the sky, with an unmatched aura, it slammed at the angry king.
I can see clearly that this long stick is made up of six shackles, with golden light introverted and magical at the end.
"It's Ah Da!" I couldn't help calling out.
With my voice, a huge figure appeared from the heart of the black giant Buddha. He grasped the golden long stick with both hands and kept his swinging motion.
The only Buddha-killing Arhat in the world, Ah Da!
Looking at the familiar and somewhat unfamiliar figure, I was so excited that I couldn't help myself out, and I wished to fight side by side with him and return to the past of the horrible people.
It’s probably not the first time the King of Wrath saw the Buddha-killing Arhat, facing a stick that smashed down from the sky and was about to smash the whole earth with his momentum. He did not take any contempt, and cautiously turned all the weapons at the long stick at the same time. Hit it.
The golden stick was connected to the weapon, and only two crisp noises were heard, followed by two muffled noises, followed by a soft noise.
The two "pop" sounds were the sound of the golden long stick directly smashing two weapons, and the two "pops" were the sound of the golden long stick breaking through the barriers of the two weapons.
As for the last sound, it was the last gong and drum struck between the golden stick and the angry Arhat. (End of this chapter)