"Ancient Buddha Yuan Yi has also come to the Abyss of Darkness?" Xiao Hei exclaimed.
Zhang Ruochen, Prajna, Xiao Hei, and the awakened Haihai quickly walked along the direction where the soul fragments emerged from the Buddha's marrow.
On the way, Xiao Hei asked Hai Hai's identity and was shocked when he learned that he was a disciple of Yuan Yi Ancient Buddha.
Xiaohei added: "If Ancient Buddha Yuanyi comes to the Abyss of Darkness, he will definitely come here. Maybe he will take away the body of Ancient Buddha Yunqing. I don't know if he has arrived yet."
"When you come to the Abyss of Darkness, you may not dare to enter the ancient and abandoned city." Zhang Ruochen said.
Xiao Hei snorted: "There is nothing in this world that a god-level powerhouse would not dare to do."
…
The golden stream is getting wider and wider, and the Buddha liquid is roaring like a river.
Xiao Hei sighed from time to time.
According to what it said, these Buddha liquids are the blood of Yunqing Ancient Buddha. Even though it has been eroded by the dark power for 800,000 years, it still contains a large amount of divine substances, with powerful divinity and rich blood. It is far from the divine blood of ordinary gods.
Can be compared.
"It's a pity that the space treasure cannot be used. Otherwise, if we collect some Buddha liquid and take it out, we will make a lot of money." Xiao Hei was extremely regretful and disappointed.
"Guacridine!"
In the distance, a strange cry sounded.
The golden Buddha mist on the stream trembled slightly.
Upon hearing this cry, both Prajna and Xiaohei's expressions changed, and they looked back at the same time.
Zhang Ruochen said: "What's wrong?"
"Did you hear the cry just now?" Prajna asked.
Zhang Ruochen nodded.
"It's the cry of that ghostly beast I told you about," she said.
Zhang Ruochen's expression couldn't help but change, and he said: "Could it be that he sensed our aura?"
"Walk!"
Prajna released divine energy, enveloped Zhang Ruochen and the sea water, and rushed out at the fastest speed.
The screams behind me sounded from time to time, making people's hair stand on end.
After probably traveling nearly ten thousand miles, the cry completely disappeared. Prajna's speed slowed down, and everyone secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
"It's too scary. Normal true gods can't fight against that ghost thing." Xiao Hei said with lingering fear.
"Look ahead." Zhang Ruochen said.
Ahead, the golden Buddha mist becomes denser and can block the view.
Prajna in front, Xiao Hei in the back, cautiously moving forward, passing through the dense Buddhist fog that lasted for tens of miles, and suddenly, the field of vision in front of him became boundless.
When walking along the golden stream, the space is always narrow, but here, the golden Buddha wall disappears, and the golden stream turns into gas.
In front of me is an endless sea of golden clouds, the sky is dark, and there is a bright golden edge at the end of the sky.
"Isn't this the divine sea of Yunqing Ancient Buddha?" Xiao Hei swallowed and walked towards the sea of clouds.
Zhang Ruochen stopped it and said, "Don't worry, the space structure here is a bit weird."
Zhang Ruochen condensed a sword energy in his palm and struck out.
The sword energy flew about ten miles away. Suddenly, the golden mist dispersed, and a black space crack dozens of feet wide appeared, swallowing the sword energy inside.
"Why is there a space crack here?" Haihai said.
Zhang Ruochen said: "If Xiao Hei's guess is true, this is the Divine Sea of Ancient Yunqing Buddha. Then, it is very likely that the Divine Sea of Ancient Yunqing Buddha has been shattered, and there may be space cracks everywhere. Moreover,
, it should be easy for the spatial cracks that cannot be healed by the divine sea to engulf us."
"Be careful, I'll clear the way."
Zhang Ruochen released the eternal return to the same realm, and with the power of the infinite holy will and the heart of truth, he felt it carefully, stepped on the clouds and mist, and moved forward slowly and unhurriedly.
They had probably walked more than two hundred miles when a ghostly figure appeared on the edge of the sea of Buddha's light and clouds.
The robe on his body was covered with skulls.
Long white hair is exposed under the cuffs and robe.
A sinister laugh came from his mouth, and then disappeared into the golden Buddha mist.
…
After walking for who knows how long, Zhang Ruochen looked around and saw an endless sea of clouds on all sides.
In my mind, a vast and old voice sounded: "You are finally here. I have been waiting for you for many years. Have you seen the Sansheng Gate?"
"You are finally here. I have been waiting for you for many years..."
…
Zhang Ruochen's eyes were startled and he looked at Xiao Hei behind him, then at Prajna and Hai Hai.
"What are you looking at? What's your look like?" Xiao Hei took a step back.
Zhang Ruochen said: "Did you hear any sound?"
"What's the sound? It can't be that ghost beast, is it catching up again?" Xiao Hei quickly sacrificed the Sanyuan Twenty-Eight Constellations Array, three supreme sacred artifacts and twenty-eight king sacred artifacts,
Flying around people.
"It's not a ghost or monster, it's a strange sound."
Zhang Ruochen said in confusion: "He said that he has been waiting for me for many years."
"Male or female?" Hai Hai asked.
Zhang Ruochen shook his head and said: "It's hard to judge, it should be the voice of an old man. Moreover, he also said something, asking me to find the Sansheng Sect."
Hai Hai said: "Three Lives Gate, in Buddhism, represents birth, creation, and vitality. It means everything in the world is born. But, I think it refers to Patriarch Yunqing's rule artifact."
"According to legend, the regular artifact that Patriarch Yun Qing cultivated in the Divine Source is the Sansheng Sect."
"The voice you heard just now should be Patriarch Yunqing calling you."
Regular artifacts are not real artifacts. They are similar to the "regular sacred artifacts" of the saints and the "regular imperial artifacts" of the great sage. They are a manifestation of the regular form in the monk's body.
Xiao Hei glanced at Prajna and said with a smile: "Look at the little nun Hai Hai, others are the real Buddhist practitioners. They know everything about Buddhism."
Prajna ignored it.
"Where is this Sansheng Gate?"
As soon as Zhang Ruochen said this, he saw a dazzling light slowly rising from the horizon, like the sun rising in the east.
In an instant, the entire sea of clouds became even more golden and magnificent.
There are even scenes of magnificent temples and pagodas in some places, as well as undulating spiritual mountains and flowing waterfalls.
They are all shadows.
Even if they once really existed in the divine world of Yunqing Ancient Buddha, they would have been destroyed with the fall of Ancient Buddha.
"That must be the divine source of Yunqing Ancient Buddha and the location of the Three Lives Gate." Prajna pointed to the rising sun in the distance.
Hai Hai shook his head and said: "No, the ancestor's divine source no longer exists, otherwise the light of the divine divine source would be enough to kill us all. But the Sansheng Gate should indeed be there."
Prajna stared at her with cold eyes.
Hai Hai ignored her and looked at Zhang Ruochen, saying: "Senior Brother Ruochen, since the voice of Patriarch Yun Qing only appears in your mind, you should be the only one who can reach the Three Lives Sect."
"What kind of reason does this mean that I can't go?" Xiao Hei was very interested in the god's rule artifact.
Hai Hai said: "This is the divine sea of a god. Even if you are a true god, you still have to exercise some restraint."
"What do you mean by little nun? When the god was alive, I might have been afraid of him, but he has been dead for so long, why should I be afraid of him?" Xiao Hei put his hands on his hips and started arguing with Hai Hai.
"Roar!"
A deafening divine sound sounded, and the sea of Buddha and clouds shook.
Xiao Hei was startled, thinking that he had angered the god.
Prajna and Zhang Ruochen looked in the direction behind them. They saw a gray mist of death energy swallowing up the sea of Buddha's light clouds and quickly spreading towards them.
The majestic divine body of Guisi, like a ten thousand-foot mountain, stepped out of the deathly mist and strode towards them.
"Zhang Ruochen, you have to die. I want Yunqing Tulu's Sansheng Sect too!"
Each of Guisi's four arms holds a soldier, with thunder and lightning all over his body, and his divine power is extremely powerful. The space cracks in the sea of Buddha's light clouds appear one after another, and they tremble.
With the cultivation of the above gods, it is obvious that they are not afraid of a dead god at all.
"Why did you catch up so quickly? Won't Fengchen Sword God be killed by him?" Zhang Ruochen said.
Every time Guisi takes a step, the bodies of Zhang Ruochen, Xiao Hei, Prajna, and Hai Hai will be shaken, the blood in their bodies will surge, and their internal organs will feel like they have been hit hard.
Kongli Zanghai followed Guisi, with an evil smile on his face, and said: "Zhang Ruochen, I have to thank you for bringing us here. Haha! The rules artifact of a god is of infinite benefit to the true god.
."
"When I saw his cat head, I wanted to chop it off." Xiao Hei snorted coldly.
There are two heads hidden in the sky, one is a human head and the other is a cat head.
The Destiny Staff in Prajna's hand emerged from the two powers of darkness and light, dividing the world into black and white. She said: "Zhang Ruochen, you go to the Sanshengmen first, and leave this place to me and Xiaohei."
Zhang Ruochen grabbed Hai Hai's wrist, spread out the fourteen golden wings on his back, and rushed out quickly.
"Zhang Ruochen, where are you going?"
Kongli Zanghai chased after him, but he didn't dare to get too close. He used his death thoughts and directly attacked Zhang Ruochen's holy soul.
“Ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding!”
Twelve soul-eating bells flew out, flying around Zhang Ruochen and the sea water.
Although Kongli Zanghai is an elder god, nearly 100,000 years old, his mental power is not very strong. He is only at level seventy-one, which is limited compared to Zhang Ruochen.
"Whoa!"
Thousands of meters away, the white hair on Hai Hai's head flew out and turned into thousands of whips, each one thirty thousand meters long.
The hair of the true god has regular divine patterns flowing on it and contains divine fire.
Zhang Ruochen summoned the Chizi Sword and kept slashing with it.
However, the true god's hair is protected by divine energy and regular divine patterns, and is so flexible that it is difficult for the supreme holy weapon to cut it off.
Seeing that he was about to be caught in the net by hairs, Zhang Ruochen's eyes darkened, but luckily he stopped and rushed towards the sky.
Kong Li Zanghai smiled coldly, knowing that Zhang Ruochen had an incredible Buddhist inscription on his body, so naturally he would not let him get close. He blew it out in one breath, turning it into an extremely powerful hurricane.
Zhang Ruochen used his spiritual power to activate the Mo Yang Talisman.
"Chichi!"
On the divine talisman, a series of god-level talisman inscriptions emerged, and then exploded with extremely scorching temperatures, turning into a black sun, facing the hurricane, and hitting the sky and the sea.
The white hair of the true god was ignited by the power of the talisman.
Kongri Zanghai felt the powerful power of the divine talisman and rushed towards his face. His skin burned and his hair burned. He quickly flew backwards, not daring to make a direct connection. He was not in peak condition now. He was seriously injured in his body and had 100% of his combat strength.