Taoist tools, the supreme treasures formed from the great avenues of heaven and earth, are infinitely powerful, but the requirements for mana are even more terrifying.
Thousands of peak golden immortals working together may not be able to meet the immortal power required to activate a real Taoist weapon. Only a Taoist master who has reached the realm of immeasurable dharma can truly drive a Taoist weapon with an endless stream of immeasurable magic power when he thinks of it.
If the Youxian burns his essence and blood, he can drive the true immortal weapon; the true immortal's natal essence can barely drive the golden immortal weapon; if the golden immortal burns his soul, he can barely use the half-step weapon. But it is absolutely impossible for the Taoist weapon to be used by the Golden Immortal. Even if three to five hundred Jinxian are smashed and burned as firewood, it is impossible to meet the conditions for the Taoist weapon to be activated.
Feeling the terrifying coercion exuded by the pair of simple and thick golden cymbals without any decorative patterns, the terrifying aura that seemed to collapse the world, Shaoyuan Jinxian almost screamed in despair: "You won't Maybe...it's impossible to activate the Taoist weapon! You, you, what are you bluffing about?"
The fat monk looked at Shaoyuan Jinxian hundreds of miles away with a smile, formed a seal with his hands, and slapped his head heavily.
“Today I take off my skin and realize that I am who I am.”
With a Zen chant, the fat monk's skin split open, and a soft light rolled out of his body. The auspicious light shrouded thousands of miles, and the graceful fragrance floated all over the sky. A pale golden Buddha was wrapped in a ball of light, and slowly flew towards the pair of golden cymbals.
"Become a saint?" Sima Yan groaned desperately: "Where is the saint of my family?"
"Become a Buddha?" Shaoyuan Jinxian screamed hysterically: "Thieves Bald, you hide so deeply!"
It is extremely difficult for Taoists in the Holy Spirit Realm to sneak into the Void Spiritual Realm. The strongest one who can be sent into the Void Spiritual Realm is the Peak Golden Immortal. However, if these peak golden immortals gain enlightenment one day, it is completely feasible to break through the bottleneck in the void spiritual world and achieve the realm of Taoist or Buddha.
I don’t know if this monk came to the Void Spirit Realm to gain enlightenment and made a temporary breakthrough today, or maybe he was already able to become a Buddha immediately in the Holy Spirit Realm, but deliberately suppressed his cultivation until today. None of this is important. What is important is that today he took off the body of a Bodhisattva and became a Buddha immediately. Moreover, he had a Taoist weapon in his hand, and the aura that emitted by itself suppressed Shaoyuan Jinxian and Sima Yan. A Taoist weapon that can't breathe.
"My Buddha is merciful. You have committed serious sins. You should enter my Buddhist door and recite sutras and repent properly... Of course, simply reciting sutras cannot completely wash away your sins. Digging or collecting medicines is also very good." The Buddha held the golden cymbal with both hands and waved it down gently. He saw a large number of warriors of the Sima clan being sucked into the golden cymbal without the ability to resist, and disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.
"Miaowen, don't forget, these demons are half as many as our Taoist sect." Meng Hu was in a hurry to take the elixir to detoxify. When he heard what the Buddha said, he jumped to his feet and yelled: "Want to eat alone? Hey! , be careful to burst your stomach!"
Miao Wen Buddha laughed dryly and nodded towards Meng Hu: "Fellow Meng Hu is right, naturally he is half as good as you... But I, the Buddhist sect, have to choose first. After all, the poor monk has suffered here for many years, so this discount should be considered." have it?"
Miao Wen and Meng Hu were there asking and answering questions, while Shaoyuan Jinxian and Sima Yan turned around and left without saying a word. A Buddha, a Buddha with boundless power, a Buddha who can freely drive a complete Taoist implement. This battle cannot be fought. Unless the saints of the Sima clan arrive immediately, they will not be Miaowen's opponent at all.
But Miao Wen has made such a big splash, what about the saints of the Sima clan? where are they
The Yinxue singer held the Shifang Chaodu, and saw Shaoyuan and Sima Yan about to escape from a distance. He snorted coldly, and a sea of blood spread immediately, covering tens of thousands of miles in the blink of an eye, covering Shaoyuan and Sima Yan completely. Shrouded in a sea of blood. Countless creatures from the sea of blood gathered together densely, set up a large array of dragnets, and released immeasurable blood light to suppress the two of them.
"You dare to act so recklessly on evil paths, get out!" Sima Yan roared angrily, waved his hands, and a pair of giant fists with a radius of thousands of miles fell from the sky like meteors, hitting the surrounding dragnet formation fiercely. But the large formation suddenly dissipated, and only a dozen surging rivers roared in. Sima Yan smashed a dozen rivers into pieces with one punch, and even smashed a huge hole in the sea of blood.
The two of them were about to escape from the hole in the sea of blood, when eighteen bright moon beads silently swarmed in from the sea of blood and hit the two of them hard on the top of their heads. With two "dong dong" sounds, the two of them were beaten so hard that they staggered and fell to the ground in embarrassment.
After all, both of them are strong men who have half-stepped into the Taoist realm. The Canghai Mingyue Pearl only caused severe pain in their heads, but did not break their scalps.
But what kind of status did they have, that they were beaten to the ground by the magic weapons released by a group of juniors? This was not a question of whether it hurt or not, but a matter of shame. Shaoyuan Jinxian screamed and cursed, turning around to confront Youquan.
But Sima Yan grabbed Shaoyuan, gritted his teeth and yelled: "Are you crazy or stupid? Why don't you run for your life?"
Shaoyuan Jinxian trembled, looking at the large area, millions of soldiers were sucked into the golden cymbals in an instant, and looking at the first-, second-, and third-level sub-saints who were swallowed up by the golden cymbals without any resistance. , he didn't care about revenge on Youquan, transformed into a golden light and rushed forward.
Yin Xuuge roared repeatedly, his body suddenly turned into a blood shadow, and the next moment he appeared from the side of Shaoyuan Jinxian.
His strength cannot break through the void teleportation in the void spiritual world, but he has the blood sea magical power and can change places with any blood sea creature at any time. He moved in front of Shaoyuan Jinxian, poured all his magic power into Shifang Chaodu, and threw him out casually.
Shifang Chaodu suddenly expanded and turned into a bronze pillar with a thickness of more than ten feet and a length of water tank, which stood directly in front of Shaoyuan Jinxian.
Shaoyuan Jinxian came flying towards him. He only looked back at Miao Wen Buddha's movements and completely ignored the existence of Yin Xuege in front of him. He hit Shifang Chaodu with his head, and the big bronze pillar did not move at all. Shaoyuan Jinxian, who was tens of thousands of miles away in an instant, howled miserably, and bounced up like a marble, tilting his neck and being bounced back. traveled thousands of miles.
Buddha Miaowen noticed the sea of blood released by Yin Xuege, and saw that Shaoyuan Jinxian was assassinated by him in such a weird way. Buddha Miaowen laughed loudly and said: "Interesting, interesting, fellow Taoist Shaoyuan , it’s better to invite you into the urn.”
With a flick of his fingers, a phantom of a hundred feet long finger formed behind Shaoyuan Jinxian. With a 'boom', Shaoyuan Jinxian was crushed to the ground by this finger. He was crushed deeply into the ground and could not move. This blow caused him to vomit blood, and his soul was almost crushed.
As soon as the golden cymbal moved, Shaoyuan Jinxian flew up uncontrollably and quickly sank into the golden cymbal.
Yin Xuege felt her heart tremble as she looked at the smiling Miaowen Buddha. Golden Immortals were all powerful beings that he could not compete with. Peak Golden Immortals like Mianyuan Golden Immortal were even more terrifying and powerful that Yin Xuege could not match.
But a Buddha who has just attained enlightenment can actually crush a peak golden immortal. This kind of power is truly astonishing.
"The magical power of blood that my fellow Taoist has cultivated? It's interesting. I'll leave this blood essence to my fellow Taoist."
Miaowen Buddha smiled as he watched Yin Xuuge casually crush it with his finger. Sima Yan howled miserably, and his body immediately exploded. Countless heavy blood dispersed around with a roaring sound, and was quickly fought and devoured by countless creatures in the sea of blood. . These blood sea creatures cheered in succession, and hundreds of thousands of blood sea creatures formed blood cocoons at the same time and began to sleep and evolve.
The golden cymbal shook slightly, and Sima Yan's soul flew into the sky, wailing and being absorbed by the golden cymbal.
Yin Xuege bowed solemnly to Miaowen Buddha. Miaowen Buddha smiled slightly, nodded to Yin Xuege, then frowned and looked to the north. In the direction he was looking, the sky suddenly became bright, and twelve flying cities flew towards this direction as fast as lightning.
"Huh? A saint of the Sima clan?" Miaowen Buddha sighed softly: "The reaction was a little slow. It seems that they were entangled."
As soon as Miao Wen Buddha's sigh came out, the twelve cities volleying in the air suddenly stopped. Invisible twisting power entangled their cities. The metal cities made a continuous "clicking" sound, and countless lines appeared in the blink of an eye. Cracks appeared in the city walls.
The shrill screams could be clearly heard thousands of miles away, and the bodies of large groups of high-level sub-saints in the city exploded, turning into rain of blood and scattering in the sky.
Twelve flickering figures jumped out of the city. They shouted at the same time and shot at an unknown existence above the void. But a purple bamboo stick seemed to fly from the sky, millions of miles long, and the bamboo stick was thousands of miles thick. It struck down gently. Twelve saints vomited blood and fell down at the same time. Several of them fell directly from the sky. The ground was so badly smashed.
"Children, you are still too young, too young."
High in the sky, the unknown existence muttered softly.
Suddenly, a magnificent river of starlight shot out from the north. Sima Rushui, the Saint Ancestor of the Sima clan, rode the whirlpool of starlight rushing across the sky and teleported here quickly. He fired with both hands, and weapons such as swords, spears, swords and halberds condensed by countless stars flew through the air, hitting the purple stick shadow with ear-piercing screams.
"The little doll's cultivation is not bad...it's just not bad."
The voice sighed softly: "I promised the children that if they fight back this time, the saints of the Sima clan are not allowed to intervene, so you can't take action."
The purple stick shadow turned into a whirlwind and fell from the sky. Countless swords, spears, swords and halberds made of starlight were stirred in by the whirlwind and shattered into pieces. With a terrifying roar, Sima Rushui was hit on the head with a stick. Blood rained all over the sky. The stick shattered half of his head.
Sima Rushui turned around and ran away with his broken head in his arms, disappearing without a trace in the blink of an eye.
The purple stick shadow lifted slightly, and then fell downwards again. The twelve saints of the Sima clan who were knocked to the dust let out a desperate howl, and were driven into the bottomless underground by the stick shadow.
The shadow of the stick dissipated and the sky returned to clarity, as if nothing had happened.
The twelve saints were wiped out in ashes, leaving no trace behind.
Yin Xuuge was stunned. He hurriedly drove the blood sea and flew towards that direction with countless blood sea creatures.
There is at least a tank of blood spilled by Sima Rushui, plus the blood essence dripped by twelve fallen saints, how much benefit will his blood sea creatures get.
Behind, the green-faced Meng Hu was already laughing: "Fellow Taoists, the enemy army will be wiped out in one fell swoop, so go ahead and sweep it away!"
"Capture all the cities you can! Take away everything you can see."
(End of chapter)