The golden Buddha's light and the blood-colored evil spirit divided the sky and sea into two worlds. Two completely opposite forces eroded and fought against each other. The sea of clouds rolled like blood wolves into the sky, as if the world was annihilated.
Feng Jinghong watched from a distance. With his current formation cultivation level, he could not arrange a formation of this level, but it was always beneficial to observe and practice more.
The sealing formation set up by Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva is a quasi-emperor formation with an extremely wide range. It uses itself as the eye of the formation and is powerful and has many functions.
Not only can it limit the scope, but it can also suppress cultivation.
The composition of the blood god formation of the Asura tribe is extremely complicated. They also have the quasi-emperor magic formation, but it is somewhat defective and lacks power, so they make up for this deficiency by forming an formation with their own bodies.
Of course, this is not enough to fight against the Buddhist formation. After all, the opponent has the physical body of a peak quasi-emperor to suppress the formation.
What the Asura tribe serves as the center of the formation are two bloody long swords with cracks all over them and parts missing. These are two extremely powerful quasi-emperor weapons.
With the quasi-emperor's weapons as the center of the formation, and the blessing of the land from the endless sea of blood, the Asura clan was able to compete with the Buddhist formation in the sky.
Feng Jinghong observed with his clairvoyance and used the secrets of word formation as a method to carefully analyze and learn the mysteries of the two great formations. He felt that many things that he had not understood at ordinary times suddenly became clear, and his understanding of various formations was rapidly improved.
Just as he was immersed in the joy of learning, a person flew beside him, but it was the two-headed giant-scaled bone saint who entered the sea of blood with him.
The Bone Saint nodded slightly to Feng Jinghong as a greeting, then looked at the two sides fighting and sighed softly:
"If the Asura clan fails again this time, I'm afraid they will never have a chance again..."
Feng Jinghong asked curiously: "How do you say that?"
The Bone Saint did not answer directly, but asked: "What do you think of the strength of the Asura clan?"
Feng Jinghong replied: "Very strong!"
It is indeed very strong, with a population of millions, a double-digit number of saints, a great saint, and the ability to master quasi-emperor weapons and quasi-emperor formations. This kind of strength ranks among the best in the entire universe.
The Bone Saint nodded slightly: "But this is the weakest time in hundreds of thousands of years."
Seeing Feng Jinghong's surprised expression, Bone Saint slowly said: "When Ancestor Minghe was still here, they had a total of 480 million people, and they were the strongest force in the universe besides Buddhism."
Feng Jinghong was indeed a little surprised now. The Asura clan is different from the human clan. Although the human clan has a huge base, only one in ten thousand has the talent for cultivation, and most of them are mortals.
As for the Asura clan, they are born extraordinary and almost everyone can practice. With 480 million monks, they are definitely a force that can be feared by any force.
Although the number of millions is still quite large now, it is indeed nothing compared to the peak period.
Feng Jinghong frowned and thought for a while, then said, "Is it because of resources?"
Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva may seal and save people, but he will never directly kill so many low-level monks. That is inconsistent with the way of Buddhism.
"That's right!" Bone Saint nodded: "Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva sealed them into a corner of the land. The scarce resources were not enough to supply such a huge ethnic group, and the population dropped by half in just ten thousand years. But this is only one reason.
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Speaking of this, the Bone Saint's tone was a little sighing: "The Asura clan is too fierce. They will try to attack the sealing formation every ten thousand years, but low-level monks can't shake the quasi-emperor level formation.
The Asura clan originally had a quasi-emperor magic circle, but it was destroyed by Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva. Over the years, they have been trying to repair it, with some results, but they have never been able to completely complete it.
After all, only quasi-emperors can create a complete quasi-emperor formation, and since Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva set the seal, the Asura clan has never been able to give birth to a quasi-emperor.
Due to the incompleteness of the formation, every time they attack the sealing formation, they can only use their bodies to make up for it, and this is the consequence." The Bone Saint pointed to a certain place in the formation.
Feng Jinghong looked along the direction he pointed, and saw that a dozen Asuras with lower cultivation levels had their bodies cracked because they could not withstand the counter-shock force of the formation, and finally exploded into blood mist and merged into it.
In the blood god formation.
Even if they die, they are still contributing their strength to this war!
"With every impact, the number of Asuras will be reduced by several tenths, but their fertility rate is not high. After more than 200,000 years, these people are the only ones left now.
If they fail again this time, I'm afraid they won't even be able to gather the number of people to complete the formation." The Bone Saint sighed and shook his head.
Feng Jinghong was a little puzzled: "This is wrong. They can fight against the sealing array now. Why did they fail when they were stronger?"
The Bone Saint explained: "It should be because of the formations and weapons. I once heard a senior talk about the situation of the battle ten thousand years ago.
At that time, the Asura clan did not use these two quasi-emperor weapons, and the Blood God formation was even more incomplete than it is now. I think this should be their last stand."
Feng Jinghong fell silent. If it was true as Bone Saint said, then the price of this battle would be quite heavy.
He looked at the leader of the Asura tribe waving the flag and roaring, at the Jade Rakshasa with firm eyes, and at the rows of Asura tribe warriors falling down, and suddenly he felt more sympathy for this cruel and brainless tribe.
All living beings long for freedom, but not everyone can give up their lives for freedom!
At this time, more and more monks were attracted by the movement here to witness this heroic war.
Yes, not a battle, but a war.
No surrender, no escape, freedom or death!
As time goes by, one Asura clan died one after another, but their flesh and blood essence continued to flow into the Blood God Formation. The evil spirit in the blood sea became heavier and heavier, like a wave after another.
The waves hit the Buddhist sealing formation.
Gradually, the golden body of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, which is heavier than the Milky Way, began to shake slightly, one moment larger than the next, as if he was about to fall over!
Seeing this scene, everyone's hearts were raised. Is the Asura clan really going to succeed this time? Is this war that has lasted for more than 200,000 years finally coming to an end?
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "At one go, defeat him!" Asura the Great Sage shouted with all his strength, the vast ocean of blood burning like a torch lighting up the sky!
Countless Asuras roared in response, burning their energy and blood to increase their mana.
Victory is close at hand, and freedom is within reach. After hundreds of thousands of years of hard work and the sacrifices of hundreds of millions of people, we finally see hope today. Everyone is extremely excited!
Full of enthusiasm, thousands of words all turned into one sentence: "Kill him!"
The endless bloody divine power condensed into a substantial river and merged into the two quasi-emperor long swords full of cracks.
The long swords clanked, and murderous intent shot through the sky! They seemed to have come to life, releasing their unquenchable fighting spirit.
"I remembered! Aren't these the Abi and Yuantu swords of the ancestor of Styx?" someone watching the battle shouted.
"It turned out to be these two killing swords." The Bone Saint suddenly realized, and then he was confused: "But weren't these two weapons smashed into pieces by Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva in that battle, and the Asura clan could not escape.
Sea of Blood, how did they find it?"
No one answered his question, everyone's attention was focused on the two quasi-emperor killing swords.
With boundless evil spirit and murderous intent, Abi Yuantu turned into two bloody lights and shot up into the sky, piercing the extremely mysterious quasi-emperor magic circle and stabbing the heavy and boundless golden body of the Bodhisattva.
"Ding!" The killing sword connected with the golden body, and a terrifying energy storm erupted, surging for millions of miles.
Countless Asura tribesmen could not withstand the force of the blow and spit out blood, and many even turned into blood mist, but without exception, they all had smiles on their faces.
In their hopeful eyes, the golden body that had been pressed on top of their heads for countless years jumped violently, and then fell heavily backwards under the tip of the sword.
They won!
The world was silent, and everyone's eyes reflected the slowly falling golden body, and indescribable shock surged in their hearts.
This group of desperate lunatics in the sea of blood actually overturned the suppression of the strongest Bodhisattva in history!
They spent more than 200,000 years and the lives of countless tribesmen to complete a miracle of retrograde slaying of immortals!