Chapter 346: Donor Luo, you are destined to be my Buddha
Dozens of miles away, after Luo Hong and the others sped towards Black Peak, Zhen Lan and Han Yunzhi were left behind.
"Fellow Daoist Zhen, my white crane is very fast. Let me take you with me."
In order to catch up with his uncle and Brother Luo as soon as possible, Han Yunzhi summoned a huge white crane. It looked like a fifth-level spiritual beast, and since it was a bird, its escape speed was already comparable to that of a monk in the late stage of pill formation.
"Hmph~ No need, I have my own way."
Even if he is not as good as Senior Yuanying, how can he not even be able to compare with Tiannan cultivator who is weaker than him!
Zhen Lan decisively rejected Han Yunzhi, took off a silver ornament that looked like wings from her waist, and was about to cast a spell to drive it away.
Han Yunzhi was not angry about this. Instead, he looked at the other party's delicate appearance and found it very cute, and couldn't help but smile.
The next moment, earth-shaking roars came from a distance, and the overwhelming sound waves lifted up the earth, charging towards the two of them like a wild dragon.
"not good!"
Han Yunzhi shouted, immediately put the white crane spirit beast into the spirit beast bag, and offered a red damask to protect himself.
However, due to being in a hurry, she had no time to instill too much mana into Hong Ling.
Just when she had to try her luck, a wisp of silver sand suddenly stood in front of her.
Han Yunzhi immediately realized that this was Zhen Lan's method. The magic formula in her hand changed, and the red silk stretched out like a spiritual snake, wrapped around the petite body of Zuo Yuan, and then pulled it back.
The moment before the sound wave hit, Zhen Lan was pulled into a ball wrapped in red silk.
"Ah! What are you doing? The magic silver sand is enough to protect us."
Zhen Lan whined twice and poked her head out of Han Yunzhi's chest, her face slightly red.
But as soon as she finished speaking, the red silk ball shook violently. It was obvious that if they only relied on the Magic Silver Sand, they would at least be seriously injured now.
Zhen Lan realized this and immediately shut up and lowered her head in embarrassment.
Fortunately, the two of them were still far away, and the power of the sound wave had already dispersed and weakened a lot by the time it reached here. Otherwise, it would have been shaken into blood foam in an instant.
what happen?
After the noise subsided, the two women quickly looked in the direction of the Black Peak and saw a giant monster stretching its arms, but soon a huge Buddha seal descended from the sky and suppressed him.
The giant monster suddenly became furious, opened its mouth in the abyss, and prepared to roar.
The two women immediately understood what the noise was about, and immediately retreated back without thinking.
Although their magic weapon can block the sound coming here, it consumes a lot of mana. If they use it a few more times, they will definitely not be able to hold on.
However, when they turned around, they saw countless silver-armored corpses flying towards them rapidly.
The corpse aura they exuded connected together, forming a yellow wave of corpse aura.
The two girls suddenly felt desperate. There were at least five hundred of these silver-armored corpses, and they were definitely not something they could compete with.
Zhen Lan's face was pale, her hands and feet were cold, and she lost all thoughts of resisting. She finally closed her eyes and waited for death.
"Fellow Daoist Zhen, don't give up. With the roar of the giant monster, we still have a chance to find a way out!"
Although Han Yunzhi was desperate in her heart, her eyes were firm and she still wanted to fight to the death.
Zhen Lan was perked up by what she said, and after nodding her head heavily, she poured her mana crazily into the phantom silver sand.
Soon, the overwhelming sound came again. When the two women struggled to resist with the help of magic weapons, the silver-armored corpse also felt uncomfortable. They connected the corpse energy, formed a formation like a mortal army, and continued to move forward against the sound.
Although the silver-armored corpse was also greatly affected, it was far from what Han Yunzhi had imagined.
Just when she felt that there was no hope of breaking through, these silver-armored corpses all ignored them and fled at full speed in the direction of the giant monster.
what on earth is it?
The two girls couldn't help but wonder.
...
Next to Yan Jing, Luo Hong held out the Five Elements Flag and hurriedly set up the Inverted Five Elements Formation to delay the offensive of the Dikui group. From time to time, he would shoot out a blazing light from his right palm to kill the Dikui who got too close.
But there were too many Dikui, and after delaying for a while, he gradually became unable to protect Yan Jing.
Fortunately, at this time, a silver wave wrapped in corpse aura came and entangled with the Digui group.
Although the strength of the silver-armored corpses was far inferior to that of Di Kui, they had a huge advantage in numbers. Five or six of them entangled one of them, and there were no problems in a short period of time.
These silver-armored corpses were secretly subdued by Luo Hong along the way. He originally planned to use them to deal with the possible army of zombie monsters near Black Peak, but he didn't expect that he would be dealing with the mountain-like Fu Lord.
After resolving the Digui crisis, Luo Hong looked at the mountain corpse monster and saw that it had been in a stalemate with Foyin, and the flow of corpse energy had never stopped. Presumably as long as Yan Jing persisted and used the formation to suppress this monster, it would definitely not be possible.
Difficult matter.
I don't know if it was because he took a sip of milk, but as soon as his thoughts came to his mind, Yan Jing suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood, and the Buddha seal on the mountain corpse monster's head immediately showed signs of instability.
"Master, are you okay?"
You monk, hold on to me!
Luo Hong panicked and glanced at Yanjing, seeing blood pouring from the corner of his mouth.
It was obvious that he had suffered internal injuries in the loud noise just now, and after casting spells with all his strength, his injuries worsened, and it seemed that he would not be able to hold on for long.
Just when Luo Hong's thoughts were changing and he was thinking of a solution, the mountain zombie monster suddenly shouted loudly, but it was not using any magical power of sound.
The sky-high arm supporting the Buddha's seal suddenly expanded in a circle, and the body, which was already in tatters, fell like a landslide of flesh and blood.
The next moment, an indescribable force exploded, and the huge Buddha seal above his head was pushed upwards.
After being temporarily freed from the suppression of the Buddha's Seal, Lord Rakshasa raised his giant arms to the sky and punched the Vajra Demon Subduing Formation that trapped him.
A huge ripple appeared on the golden light shield, and the entire corpse mountain land shook. Many corpse mountains collapsed, revealing huge black stone-like corpses inside.
After this earth-shattering blow, Yan Jing suffered a backlash and vomited three liters of blood, unable to maintain the Thunder Sound Curse any longer.
As a result, the huge Buddha seal that was being pressed down again not only stagnated, but also began to disintegrate at the edges, looking like it was about to dissipate.
"Haha, there was only one bald donkey here this time. It's time for me to get out of trouble!"
Lord Rakshasa laughed like thunder and spoke in ancient language.
Damn it, I have to do it!
Luo Hong cursed inwardly in depression, and immediately sat down cross-legged, imitating Yan Jing's example, closing his eyes and reciting a curse.
This cannot be said to be that he studied secretly. He accidentally glanced at it when it was handed to him, and there was nothing he could do about it.
On the other side, Yan Jing took several elixirs and applied them to his body to stabilize his injuries. He saw Luo Hong casting the Thunder Sound Curse, but he was not angry at the other party's stealing. After all, the current situation was special, but he still had a look on his face.
Lane change:
"Donor Luo, the Thunder Sound Curse requires the foundation of Buddhism to exert its power. If you can't suppress the giant corpse, you will only suffer backlash!"
However, Luo Hong has entered the state of objectlessness and selflessness when casting the Thunder Sound Curse. All interference from the outside world cannot affect him, and naturally he cannot hear Yanjing's reminder.
"Hey, this is the duty of a poor monk, how can we let Donor Luo suffer?
I am the Buddha who is merciful. If I don’t go to hell, who will?”
Yan Jing muttered to himself solemnly, with a look of death in his eyes.
However, just when Yanjing was about to fight for his life, he was shocked to see that lotus petals turned out from the red and white stone platform under the giant corpse, gradually forming a huge red fire lotus, slowly wrapping around the giant corpse.
At the same time, countless human voices sounded in Yan Jing's heart, and when combined together, it seemed extremely grand.
These voices are all shouting the same thing:
"The Supreme Lord Hong, please order to destroy the enemy!"
Being enveloped by the giant red lotus, the rate of loss of corpse energy in Rakshasa Mansion's body suddenly increased several times, so his aura weakened at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"No, how can there be so many sentient beings' wishes!"
Lord Rakshasa let out an extremely unwilling roar, but no matter how hard he struggled in the red lotus, he could not stop the loss of his own strength.
"Bald Donkey, as long as the mountain of corpses is not destroyed, I will wake up again one day, and then I will kill everyone in your Leiyin Sect!"
After saying the last harsh words, Lord Rakshasa's huge body fell down again, returning to the shape of a double-headed stone peak.
Then, the red lotus shattered with a bang, turning into light spots and disappearing, and the voice in Yan Jing's heart also disappeared.
At this time, Luo Hong closed his mouth and slowly opened his eyes. After seeing the giant mountain corpse turn into a mountain again, he let out a heavy breath.
Fortunately, the magic circle left by ancient Buddhist cultivators can withstand it, otherwise it would have been really serious this time.
Luo Hong did not see Honglian, nor did he hear what Lord Rakshasa Mansion said. He thought that after casting the Thunder Sound Curse, he inspired a huge Buddha Seal like Yanjing, and finally suppressed the opponent.
As Lord Rakshasa returned to silence, many of the Dikui he summoned also turned into corpses again.
The silver-armored corpses that have been fighting with them have suffered heavy losses, and now only 20% are left.
But despite this, the total number of silver-armored corpses is still in the hundreds.
If these silver-armored corpses are taken to the outside world, Huang Maple Valley will naturally become the overlord of the Northern Liang Kingdom. However, firstly, Luo Hong does not have so many spirit beast bags to put them all away. Secondly, even if they are all taken back, Huang Maple Valley will not be able to do so. If you can't afford it, you can't supply that much corpse energy.
Therefore, Luo Hong just picked out a dozen and put them in his bag, and released the rest with a wave of his hand.
Even with these silver-armored corpses that he had put away, Luo Hong did not plan to drive them himself. Instead, he planned to give them to the pill-forming elders in Yellow Maple Valley after returning, so that they could save their lives in the war.
"Uh, Master Yanjing, why are you looking at Luo like this?
Although Luo learned the Thunder Sound Curse from Guizong, it was just a matter of urgency and not intentional..."
Luo Hong turned around and saw Yan Jing looking at him with a strange expression. He couldn't help but touch his nose and said slightly embarrassed.
"Donor Luo, don't worry. He just learned the Leiyin Mantra. The donor is very wise and has a predestined relationship with my Buddha. He will escape into Buddhism one day and hope to come to my Leiyin Sect to practice."
Yanjing clasped his hands together, smiled broadly, and spoke very politely.
What happened to this monk?
Why did the attitude suddenly turn 180 degrees?
Could it be that the mortal Buddhist sect also forcibly recruits people to join the gang, and I have been targeted by him?
Luo Hong couldn't help but think of how he would look like when he became bald, and felt a chill in his heart. He quickly laughed and said:
"Master, don't be joking. Luo has a Taoist companion, so how could he escape into Buddhism?"
"Donor Luo has a predestined relationship with my Buddha, but the time has not come yet. When the time comes, the donor will figure it out."
Yan Jing fell into his old habit and started playing riddles again.
What a destiny!
Luo Hong's expression suddenly became strange, and he ignored the monk and raised his eyes to look at the two-headed stone peak that Fu Jun had transformed into.
The fact that Old Demon Han disappeared here proves that there is an entrance to the underworld here.
After using his spiritual sense to explore for a while, Luo Hong discovered a golden hall, which should be built on the neck of the giant corpse.
He was about to get up and go, but he made a new discovery. He saw a pill being precipitated in the empty space between the two peaks.
After a while, a bright yellow pill the size of a baby's fist suddenly appeared.
Luo Hong immediately activated his magic power and grabbed it in his hand. Suddenly, a strong scent of sandalwood hit his face.
"Could this scent look like... a corpse god pill?"
Luo Hong said to himself with some uncertainty.
This Corpse God Pill is an excellent tool for practicing Dharma. With it, there is no need for the spiritual materials that Luo Hong still lacks.
"The fate of Luo Shi's host is really profound. This is a corpse relic that is rare to see in ten thousand years. It is a top treasure for practicing Buddhist Dharma and supernatural powers!"
After Yan Jing saw the appearance of the Dan Pill, he couldn't help showing a surprised look. This kind of treasure only appeared once in the history of Leiyin Sect, and it was presumably obtained from this place.
It’s such a precious Buddhist treasure, I’m so profitable! I’m worthy of being a person who is destined to be a Buddha!
Luo Hong's face showed ecstasy. The corpse relics were at a higher level than the Corpse Pills. Now the Dharma plan was foolproof!
"Ahem, Master, there is only one of these things, but it's not easy to separate them."
After the excitement, Luo Hong thought of a practical problem and said with flashing eyes.
"If Donor Luo hadn't taken action, the poor monk would have been poisoned. This body relic belongs to Donor Luo."
Yan Jing's eyes were clear and he bowed slightly.
I didn't expect this monk to be in such a high state of mind. I really underestimated him before.
Luo Hong looked ashamed and thought with some admiration in her heart.
Of course, admiration is due to admiration, and the body relics will never be given away.
After that, Yan Jing found a flat place to meditate with his eyes closed because he needed to heal his injuries, while Luo Hong turned around to find Han Shiquan who had run away, and Han Yunzhi, the two girls who were left behind.
As a result, not long after he fled, he bumped into Han Yunzhi and Zhen Lan head-on. After questioning, he found out that Han Shiquan had sealed himself with a secret method because of his serious injury, and was currently in Han Yunzhi's spirit.
In the beast bag.
Normally, with the fragile body of a cultivator, anyone who enters the spirit beast bag is seeking death, but Han Shiquan hid in the belly of the three-color poisonous python, so he was safe for a while.
But if they can't get out within a month or two, then he won't be able to hold on.
"Now there's no one left, Old Demon Han has started!"
Luo Hong felt more and more dangerous that the road ahead was dangerous and silently cursed.
Then, after resting for half a day, the four people gathered in the golden hall, their eyes focused on the dark pool inside the hall.