"I underestimated the demon soldiers inside this Buddha and Demon statue. How could the demon soul inside be so powerful?"
Mu Feng's eyes were gloomy, and he looked at the dense blood-colored eyeballs appearing all over his body, and sighed in his heart.
He knew that in the end he could only use the formula given to him by Kong Chen.
"This world can be thrown away, and this world can be discarded. I will exchange my humble body for the compassion of my Buddha! Here comes the Buddha, and here comes the dharma dust..." Mu Feng softly recited the mantra that Kong Chen had entrusted to him.
Kong Chen once said that if the "Rebirth Mantra" cannot suppress the demon soldiers, then reciting this mantra will definitely suppress the demon soldiers.
Mu Feng once asked Kongchen what this formula was, but Kongchen laughed and said nothing, saying that this method can stimulate the power of Buddha's relics.
The moment Mu Feng recited the mantra, Kong Chen in the quiet courtyard far away in Wuyang Valley had already sensed it.
At this moment, in the courtyard, many monks were sitting cross-legged in a ring with Kong Chen as the center, their eyes showing sadness.
Kong Chen looked around, his eyes fixed on Kong Ji in front of him, and said: "Junior brother Kong Ji, they will all be handed over to you from now on, senior brother is incompetent!"
"Brother! Do you really want to do this?"
Kong Ji said with a trembling voice.
Kongchen looked kind and said: "Junior brother! I have long been prepared to devote myself to the relics of the Buddha to seal the demon soldiers! I can't go with the benefactor. It has to be said to be a pity, so I can only use this method
Way to silently help him!"
Kong Ji fell silent, knowing that Kong Chen decided to cast the "Buddha Presentation Curse".
Once you cast the "Buddha Offering Mantra", you will dedicate all the merits you have cultivated throughout your life to the Buddha's relics to help the Buddha's power recover in a short time.
But the disadvantage of this is that after casting the "Buddha Spell", the caster will grow old and die within half a year.
It can be said that Kong Chen planned to give up his own life to help Mu Feng.
"Junior brother, don't hesitate any longer! Donor Mu is already reciting the "Spirit Summoning Mantra". Please give me a helping hand and dedicate my life's merits and longevity to the Buddha's relics to help Donor Mu seal the demonic soldiers!"
Kong Chen's face was serious, and he quickly entered a state of trance, clasping his hands together and muttering something in his mouth.
In an instant, a blazing golden glow emerged from Kong Chen's skinny body, and golden merit power surged out from Kong Chen's Tianling Cave.
Kong Ji and the many monks sighed deeply. They all put their hands together, chanted Buddhist sutras, communicated with the relics of the Buddha in the Buddha and Demon statues, and transmitted the power of merit and virtue across the sky.
Deep in the ravine, inside the ice cave.
Mu Feng's body was covered with golden light, and strange and wailing women were slowly approaching, completely engulfing Mu Feng.
"This kid is dead! I thought he still had some trump cards, but it seems I think too highly of him!"
The Manzhu Witch silently looked at Mu Feng's figure being overwhelmed by countless demons. Her eyes flickered, knowing that it was her turn to take action.
While the demon soul was concentrating on dealing with Mu Feng, she caught him off guard, broke the statue of Buddha and Demon, and took away the Heart-killing Demon Hairpin.
What she finds troublesome now is the demon soul inside the Heart-killing Demonic Hairpin.
If the demon soul is not resolved, even if she obtains the Heart-killing Demon Hairpin, it will still be an extremely unstable factor that may come back to bite her at any time.
Boom! Suddenly, a blazing and terrifying golden light burst out from within the ice cave.
Countless golden Sanskrit words soared into the sky, forming countless golden chains that penetrated countless nightmares scattered throughout the ice caves.
In an instant, the ice cave was completely covered by golden light, and chains formed by golden Sanskrit characters stretched across the void, locking the entire space of the ice cave.
"This is... a relic?"
Manzhu Witch's beautiful eyes narrowed and she saw a golden relic floating out of the Buddha and Demon statue, its light shining brightly like the bright and blazing sun.
The moment the golden relic appeared, the statue of Buddha and Demon suddenly burst apart, and a black hosta filled with thick demonic energy rose into the sky.
"Heart-killing Demonic Hairpin!"
The beautiful eyes of the Manzhu Witch lit up. This black jade hairpin was exactly the heart-killing devil hairpin she had been looking for so painstakingly.
But she didn't take action immediately. She could clearly feel that the Heart-killing Demon Hairpin was in a violent state at the moment. It would be very dangerous for her to take action now.
"This should be the relic that the Buddha's disciples transformed into after their death. If this relic can successfully destroy the demon soul, then it will be the best time for me to take action!"
The corners of Manzhu Witch's lips curled up slightly. In fact, regardless of whether the Buddha's relic could destroy the demon soul, it would be extremely beneficial to her.
It is good if the relic can destroy the demon soul; if it cannot be destroyed, the demon soul will also be injured, and then she will take action to give the demon soul the final blow.
Bang bang bang! In an instant, the golden relic and the black hosta collided in the void.
Golden light and demonic energy spread over the entire ice cave, and terrifying energy fluctuations continued to spread.
However, the ice stones covering the surface of the ice cave are extremely strong. Although the aftermath of the battle between the Buddha's relic and the witch's hosta was terrifying, it was unable to cause any damage to the ice stones in the ice cave.
What made Mu Feng's eyes darken was that the Buddha's relics began to fall into a disadvantageous position, being invaded by countless demonic energies and retreating steadily.
What made Mu Feng even more fearful was that the demonic energy on the surface of the black hosta was as thick as liquid and began to condense together, forming a phantom of a woman that was as large as a hundred feet.
This phantom of a woman has long flowing hair and a graceful figure. Every move she makes reveals a heart-stirring charm.
Although the true face of the female shadow cannot be seen clearly, just looking at the figure, it is not difficult to see that the owner of the female shadow must have been a disaster-level beauty in life.
At the moment when the witch's shadow took shape, the Buddha's relic swept over and floated in Mu Feng's palm, and information poured into his mind.
"Forget it! I will help you!"
Mu Feng held the golden relic tightly with his right hand, and the relic actually merged directly into Mu Feng's body.
At the same time, Mu Feng's body was wrapped in golden Sanskrit words, and his figure was instantly submerged.
Then more and more golden Sanskrit words appeared, and with Mu Feng as the center, a huge 100-foot-long phantom of the Buddha appeared.
This phantom of the Buddha has a vague face, is wearing a solemn cassock, and has twelve golden ring scars on the top of his smooth head.
"Amitabha!"
The phantom of the Buddha sighed faintly, clasped his hands together, and pronounced the Buddha's name to the witch's phantom.
"Fa...chen...die!"
The witch's phantom had scarlet eyes, let out a sharp scream, and rushed towards the Buddha's phantom with a torrent of demonic energy.
The phantom of the Buddha and the phantom of the witch are fighting together, Buddhism and magic are constantly clashing, and gold and black are constantly colliding.
The battle between the two phantoms became more and more intense, and the indestructible ice cave began to tremble faintly. Golden light and black light completely rendered the ice cave into black and gold.
The Manzhu Witch's face changed slightly, and she had already retreated to the edge of the ice cave. Her beautiful eyes looked fearfully at the two phantoms that were constantly fighting in the distance.
Whether it is the Buddhist disciple Fa Chen or the witch Yuan An, both of them were peerless geniuses who were astonishingly talented a hundred years ago.
When the two of them died back then, their strength had already surpassed that of many strong men of the older generation. Now that their shadows have awakened to face off, even the Manzhu Witch does not dare to intervene at will.
But the Manzhu Witch is very calm. She has been observing and waiting for the best opportunity.