Just after the group of travelers in the desert left, the black-armored figure that had disappeared, regarded as the new Buddha by the travelers, slowly reappeared, but it was not the previous phantom. But a real existence.
The black-armored figure was roughly the same as the black-armored terracotta warriors divided by Kemo Evil Lord before, except that his face could not be seen clearly, only a pair of shining black eyes.
"I didn't expect that I, Lord Kemoxie, could actually escape with my life, but I fell into the control of this brat Yunchuan. I am not willing to accept it. However, that brat Yunchuan thought that with the mere power of the Void Refining Realm, Can I control a supreme person in the World Realm with my cultivation level? It’s really ridiculous. When my cultivation level recovers, I will make it easier for this kid!”
The black-armored figure walked slowly down and walked to the sand pirates who had been beheaded and looked like monks from the Daguangming Temple, with a smile on their lips.
"It's a pity that this ray of soul of mine is only one hundred thousandth of what it was in its heyday, and is too weak. Otherwise, if I want to deceive a few ordinary people, why would I need so much trouble? However, as long as I spread some seeds, when the time comes, It will grow stronger and stronger like a snowball, snatching away the faith of the Buddha, and my cultivation strength will slowly recover, even becoming more powerful and even higher than in its heyday! "
This black-armored figure was clearly the Kemo Evil Lord who had been lucky enough to escape earlier. However, the aura on his body, from a distance, was only equivalent to the existence of an ordinary Yuan Fei realm.
It is conceivable that the current Kemoye Lord has suffered such heavy injuries before that, so that even a supreme figure in the world cannot recover in a short period of time.
However, despite this, the skinny camel is bigger than the horse. He still has some special methods that can make travelers like the previous ones be obedient to him. In addition, this is the edge of the Western Wilderness, and the Buddha has control over the edge. The power is far less powerful than that of the Great Guangming Temple in the depths of the Western Wilderness. The strength of the Yuan Fei Realm is usually enough to cope with many things, so his new Buddhist sect is getting stronger and stronger.
After being suppressed in the prison for so many years, Lord Kemoye has become very familiar with the strengths and weaknesses of Buddhism. Coupled with the various miracles he deliberately created and displayed from time to time, more and more believers joined his new Buddhism. More, showing a snowball-like rapid growth.
"Lord Buddha, you have destroyed my resurrection plan twice. In this case, I will treat others in their own way. I will wear your cassock and destroy your Dharma. One will decline and the other will increase. In the Western Wasteland There must be a place for me, Lord Kemoye, in the earth!”
The black-armored figure transformed by Lord Kemoye showed a smile, quiet and peaceful, walked forward, and disappeared far into the desert.
Daguangming Temple.
Lord Buddha's face was ugly. A full month had passed since what happened in the prison. However, in the past month, although he had gone all out to search, he still couldn't find anything. The hidden location of Kemoxie Zun's small world has never been found.
It is precisely because of this that during this period of time, the Buddha's face, which had always been tacit in expressions of joy and anger, never looked good, causing many disciples of Daguangming Temple to remain silent.
What made him even more worried was that during this period of time, he gradually felt that the power of faith he had absorbed had been slightly reduced. This reduction was less than one ten thousandth, which could be called insignificant, but in terms of As a supreme figure in the world realm, the Buddha can clearly detect the control he has over himself.
The Lord Buddha attaches great importance to the power of faith. It is with the support of the power of faith that he is able to advance to the realm of the world. Even whether he can make further progress in the future depends entirely on the faith of this Western Wilderness. Power.
Although apart from the Western Wilderness, other regions also have Buddhist sects that have the same origin as the Daguangming Temple, but due to the suppression of other super sects, they are simply tepid. For a world-level existence like him, It doesn't have much effect.
"Our Daguangming Temple has already completely infiltrated the Western Wilderness. How could the power of faith be reduced? Could it be that the demonic centipede insect of Kemoye Lord is dead but not dead, and has reappeared on our Western Wilderness?" Is it possible to be resurrected?”
As soon as the thought came to this point, a thin stream of cold sweat suddenly appeared on the Lord Buddha's forehead. The words that Lord Kemoye said before on the fifteenth floor of the prison were like a nightmare, and they still linger in the mind of the Lord Buddha to this day. in mind.
"Hmph! Even if the devil comes back from the dead, I have already wiped out most of his soul, and what is left is already less than one ten millionth. Even if he is resurrected, his current strength is the most It’s just that he is not in the realm of refining the void. If he is discovered by me, he can be destroyed with a snap of his finger!”
When the Lord Buddha thought of this, his face looked much better. He called his attendants and ordered them to go down.
Not long after, many Daguangming Temple disciples filed out of the Daguangming Temple and came to the depths of the Western Wilderness. Some opened altars and talked about the new Buddha and false Buddhas, while others directly captured the martial cultivators who believed in the new Buddha. Suddenly the Western Wasteland was in chaos and fire.
Of course, what happened in Xihuang is already far away from Yunchuan. Now Yunchuan has returned to the Huangtian Holy Sect for several months.
On this day, Yunchuan walked out of the main hall of Luoyun Island and headed to Huangtian Holy City.
The Huangtian Holy Sect is still as majestic as before, with countless islands hanging in the sky, and the Huangtian Holy City is the largest one, like a floating city in the sky.
On many floating islands in the distance, individual figures are also heading towards the Holy City of Huangtian. Each figure exudes a terrifying coercion that is not weaker than that of a giant in the magical realm. They are obviously members of the Holy Sect of Huangtian. Each and every elder-level figure.
Many disciples of the Huangtian Holy Sect showed envy and awe on their faces when they saw Yun Chuan also heading to the Huangtian Holy City.
"I never thought that Senior Brother Yun, no, Elder Yunchuan would be so terrifyingly powerful. Not long after he was promoted to the Void Refining Realm, he was able to kill several evil spirits and Weak Guan of the Divine Power Realm in one fell swoop in the prison. At just a young age, he already possesses strength comparable to that of the supernatural realm."
"As a super sect of our Desolate Sky Sect, a person from the Void Refining Realm was promoted to the position of elder this time. This is not only the first time in our Desolate Sky Sect, but also the first time among all the super sects. However, , Elder Yun has such amazing strength, and he is well deserved."