The world of Zhetian is a somewhat partial world. The practitioners here are all very powerful in combat. It is completely common for them to catch the stars and the moon, and to destroy the heaven and the earth, but they are very weak in other aspects.
As far as resurrecting the dead is concerned, let alone a quasi-emperor, even a mortal immortal who has reached the highest level cannot do it at all.
Therefore, there is only one possibility for Ksitigarbha's situation at this time, and that is that he faked his corpse!
Had the underworld succeeded?
The monks turned their attention to them, but saw that the Great Sage of the Underworld also had a confused look on his face.
The next second, Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva's golden body shines brightly, and his endless imperial power sweeps across the sky and the earth!
"Crack!" With a crisp sound, Abiyuantu collapsed into millions of pieces. The blood god formation of the Asura clan was instantly shattered, 20% of the clan members were directly blown to pieces, and the rest were all seriously injured.
Wherever the Buddha's light shone, the Yin soldiers melted and evaporated like snow. In the end, only a few corpse soldiers remained, fleeing together with the great sage.
"Amitabha! The sea of suffering is boundless, but we can only return to the shore!"
The same Buddha's name is recited by Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva and the effect recited by Jin Chanzi is very different.
Hundreds of corpse soldiers who had fled halfway flew back uncontrollably, and then their corpse energy was gone, and they knelt down at Ksitigarbha's feet devoutly.
The great sage in the underworld managed to hold on for a few more seconds, but it was of no use.
After more than ten breaths, all the corpse energy in his body was transformed into Buddha's light, and he worshiped devoutly: "Amitabha, my Buddha is compassionate!"
At this point, the underworld army was completely destroyed.
They originally came to save Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, but in the end they were reversed and saved.
Huh? No!
Feng Jinghong suddenly realized that he had not seen the death skeleton. When did this guy escape?
He just turned around and scanned around, when suddenly he felt a chill all over his body, and a great sense of crisis came to his heart.
When I looked up, I saw Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva staring at me calmly. He was standing less than two meters in front of me!
Feng Jinghong cried out in her heart, and subconsciously took out the Sky-Swallowing Devil Jar, filled with imperial power.
Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva looked at the dusty jar lightly, and then said: "The donor is really blessed and has a predestined relationship with me, the Buddha!"
Feng Jinghong said to her heart that this is very Buddhist, as long as anyone who likes her is destined to me.
"I'm sorry, my heart is greedy for the mortal world and I am not interested in Buddha. Bodhisattva should find someone else to have a relationship with." Feng Jinghong said sincerely.
"Amitabha, the donor has formed a huge karma with my Buddha, it is inevitable!" Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva said firmly.
Feng Jinghong suddenly felt a toothache. Didn't I just snatch a little red flower from you, smash a broken bowl at you, and accidentally hurt you? As for being so vindictive, you can take revenge on me by driving a Gundam!
"Are you Jin Chanzi or Ksitigarbha?"
Originally, he guessed that Jin Chanzi's soul had taken over Ksitigarbha's physical body, but now he clearly felt the unique pressure of the quasi-emperor's soul.
The feeling was exactly the same as when facing Kunpeng. That kind of quality was not something a dead corpse could possess.
Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva calmly said: "I am the Bodhisattva, and the Bodhisattva is me!"
It was a mouthful, and it didn't deserve a beating, but Feng Jinghong understood it.
Jin Chanzi's state of mind at the last moment resonated with Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva's obsession. Finally, she burned her own energy and spirit, awakened the remaining spirit of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva with her strong will, and then was able to take possession of the Bodhisattva's golden body.
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So now he is both Golden Chanzi and Ksitigarbha.
"does it worth?"
With Jin Chanzi's background, even if the Asura clan and the underworld surrounded him after escaping from trouble, he would still have a chance to escape, but he chose to burn himself to awaken the quasi-emperor's body and suppress the turmoil.
The corpse of the quasi-emperor is not so easy to control, and a huge price must be paid.
After this battle, I'm afraid there will be no more golden cicadas in the world.
After all, not everyone can fly a Gundam without injury like Ye Fan, who hangs on the wall.
"If I don't go to hell, who will?"
Jin Chanzi still said this, but Feng Jinghong felt more respect in her heart, because the other person really practiced his own way with his life!
"Moreover, with such an outstanding person as the donor joining Buddhism, the young monk will have no regrets even if he dies!" Jin Chanzi said with a smile.
He had already learned about Feng Jinghong's life story from Jue Youqing. Even with his arrogance, he had to admit that this person's talent and luck were rare in ancient times. I'm afraid no one can compete with him in this life.
If we seize the opportunity today to bring him into Buddhism, maybe Buddhism will produce another great emperor!
"You are always trying to overcome other people's stubbornness. You are exactly the same as Ksitigarbha!" Feng Jinghong complained.
There is a reason why he is the only one who has been able to merge with Ksitigarbha for more than 200,000 years. Compared to Sakyamuni, perhaps Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva's path is more suitable for Jin Chanzi.
Jin Chanzi didn't mind what he said. He smiled slightly and said, "I don't have much time, so the donor should convert as soon as possible!"
After finishing his words, Ksitigarbha Ksitigarbha stretched out a palm and pressed down on Feng Jinghong's head.
Without hesitation, Feng Jinghong pushed it directly with the Sky-Swallowing Devil Jar.
There is a common sense in the universe that if you don't become an emperor, you won't be able to defeat the emperor's soldiers, and even those who will become enlightened will not be able to!
Well...except for perverts like Wu Shi Ye Fan.
Faced with the black hole-like sky-swallowing magic jar, Ksitigarbha Mingzhi did not act forcefully, but chose to use magic to suppress it.
The dustpan-like big hand enlarged instantly, and in Feng Jinghong's perception, the hand seemed to have turned into a starry sky in the universe. He was holding the Sky-Swallowing Devil Jar but had no way to start.
Buddhist classic magical powers, the world in the palm of your hand!
Invisible will pressure came from all directions, and Feng Jinghong couldn't help but feel the urge to take refuge.
"As expected of a quasi-emperor!" Feng Jinghong sighed softly.
Once you get the word "Emperor", even if you step into the door to heaven with one foot, the divine power is immeasurable!
Even a great sage holding an imperial weapon cannot defeat a quasi-emperor who has just advanced, and it is difficult to protect himself!
With Feng Jinghong's current level of cultivation, even if he holds the Sky-Swallowing Magic Jar, he will never be an opponent of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, even if the opponent is just a corpse with no fighting power.
"You haven't converted yet!" The loud and majestic voice echoed, wearing down his will to resist.
"I take refuge in you*!" Feng Jinghong cursed, and then used all his strength to stimulate his energy and blood.
The gorgeous five-color fairy light lit up, and the sound of the clear phoenix was like a sharp sword, piercing this illusory world.
With his magical power broken, Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva stepped back a few steps and looked at Feng Jinghong in surprise: "There is actually another imperial weapon?"
But in an instant, his expression turned to joy. The stronger Feng Jinghong was, the greater the gain from saving him: "God bless me, Buddha!"
Feng Jinghong's face was expressionless: "It's just a mutilated corpse. Do you really think you've got me?"
Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva clasped his hands together: "The donor will become a Buddha today!"
Feng Jinghong sneered and said nothing, but silently dropped a drop of the five-color blood filled with imperial power on the immortal emperor's human skin.
In an instant, the human skin undergoes a strange change and becomes vivid.
"Reincarnation!" Ksitigarbha created a seal and cast a holy spell.
Strange fluctuations spread, and Feng Jinghong's body froze in place. Neither of the two imperial weapons could completely prevent the opponent's attack.
Without his control, the two imperial weapons gradually fell silent.
Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva calmly walked to Feng Jinghong and stretched out his hand to touch the top of his head.
As a being who is only half a step away from attaining enlightenment, he has fought countless battles in his life. He has naturally encountered opponents with imperial weapons, and naturally has corresponding means.
The reincarnation technique he pioneered can make the opponent fall into the deepest level of reincarnation dream, but it will not cause actual harm. It is impossible to prevent and can perfectly avoid the automatic protection of the imperial soldiers.
For an opponent whose soul strength is not as strong as his own, this move is invincible!
Next, just peel off his soul and slowly convert it.