One thousand seven hundred and eighty-five chapters Kunlun conferred God (twenty-six)
"Om mami..."
Tens of thousands of Buddhas reciting sutras are like the great bells and dragons, and the twelve Buddhist Vajras are like the false holy Buddhas, oppressing the heavens.
For a moment, gods, demons, immortals and Buddhas all appeared together, as if the heaven and earth were reopened, the heavens were in chaos, and countless streams of light fell from the sky, turning into a colorful sky curtain, washing away the world.
Under such power, not to mention a semi-saint, even a powerful person in the holy realm will be reduced to ashes.
Whether it is a Taoist channeling the power of heaven, a military battle formation, or saints reciting the scriptures of the sages, at this time, they are all combined with the chanting of thousands of Buddhas, turning into rounds of immeasurable precious light, traveling in the colorful curtain. Like a heavenly wheel, it sharpens the immortal light on Wu Ming's body at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Even though Wu Ming had already surpassed the limit of being a semi-saint, and his power was comparable to that of a strong man in the holy realm, but in just a moment, a sign of failure appeared.
In particular, the wounds that were already injured have continued to expand under the polishing of various magical powers.
The immortal golden body, which has been tempered thousands of times and tempered by the will of the heavens, is like a stone statue that has been weathered for thousands of years, weathering and scattering at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Ren Wuming's methods reach the sky, and now it seems that there is no way to make a comeback. He is like a small boat in the stormy waves, rising and falling in the ocean of billions of streams of light and magical power, and seems to be in danger of destruction at any time.
Everything seems to be a foregone conclusion!
"The human race is truly a terrifying race!"
"Being the leader of China with a weak body certainly has its merits!"
"After this battle, the world will be determined, and the human race will definitely be our great enemy!"
The powerful men from all races who were hiding behind the powerful human race showed excitement on their faces that the enemy had finally been eliminated, but in their hearts the fear of the human race had risen to a new level.
Even a powerful man like Wu Ming, who has broken the limits of his life and walked his own path, can be suppressed, let alone others?
You must know that although all the tribes in China are now fighting against the demonic calamity, seemingly joining forces, in fact there is an undercurrent of inferiority. Everyone wants to take this opportunity to compete for the position of the Lord of China.
This is not only a matter of the protection of Shenzhou's luck, but also an opportunity for Shenzhou, the ancestral land of enlightenment, to reopen to the heavens and all the worlds after being closed for countless years.
Therefore, no matter it is the barbarian tribe, the demon tribe, or the dragon tribe, they will never miss this opportunity!
When there is a common enemy, all races will unite, but when the big enemy is destroyed, they will fall apart in an instant, fighting for their own interests, and will never show any mercy when taking action.
This is the reality, a human race would do the same thing!
But now, it is only after watching Wu Ming, the great enemy, fall on the spot, and then surviving the troubled times, that this temporary alliance will collapse.
Unfortunately, nine out of ten things in this world are not as expected.
When everyone thought that victory was certain and the world was decided, in fact, as everyone saw with their own eyes, Wu Ming could hardly even maintain his immortal golden body. Only a faint layer of distorted light and shadow remained, and his body was about to be wiped out. International.
Buzz!
A sudden roar suddenly emerged from the sky and the earth, like a sudden noise in a perfect piece of music, or like a string being plucked that suddenly broke for no reason.
Everyone's hearts skipped a beat, and they all looked around to find the source of the sound, but there was nothing unusual there.
The most precious treasure of Taoism—the Qiankun Yuanling Cauldron!
This treasure was used to refine the heaven and the earth before the Taoist ancestors became enlightened. It also possesses unparalleled divine power and forms a realm of its own within.
Although it is not a powerful killing weapon, it has the ability to trap enemies and has suppressed more than one powerful Demon Emperor.
Now, they have suppressed a foreign pseudo-sage who is comparable to a powerful pseudo-sage, but they still have some strength left to cooperate with the Taoist powers to put pressure on Wu Ming.
Buzz!
Just when everyone thought that it was just an illusion, suddenly there was another buzzing like a bell, and it turned out to be the Six Ruins Exquisite Pagoda on one side of the tripod.
This pagoda is the most precious treasure of Buddhism. It is said that it has a great relationship with Buddha. It has also suppressed countless powerful demon emperors, and many powerful people in the human race who have committed serious crimes have been suppressed and converted.
However, after the Buddha disappeared, after many twists and turns, this pagoda finally fell into the hands of a noble family and became the most precious treasure among all the temples.
I don’t know why, but Buddhism has never asked for it back. Even the Shaolin Temple, the ancestral home of Zen Buddhism, has not expressed its stance on this for so many years.
Although there was only a little abnormal vibration, and it stopped in a moment, how could the people present have so much cultivation, how could they possibly see it wrong one after another?
For a moment, everyone's minds were on edge, fearing that something might go wrong again at this critical moment.
Even though Wu Ming no longer seems to have the power to make a comeback!
Throughout his life, it is no exaggeration to call him a legend. Are there not many bizarre things that happened to him?
"Um?"
Even the controller of the two treasures was frowning at this time, and there was a sense of uneasiness in his heart. His spiritual consciousness was all over his body, sweeping across the sky, but he couldn't find where the problem was.
Buzz!
Just when they were calming down and preparing to continue their efforts and wipe out Wu Ming in one go, the two treasures made a buzzing sound almost at the same time, which was transmitted to everyone's ears very clearly.
"not good!"
The strong man in charge of the two treasures suddenly changed his expression. He quickly pinched the seal in his hand and pointed at the two treasures like lightning.
At the same time, the extremely handsome young monk, who looked as if he had been banished to the mortal world, also had a serious expression on his face, silently reciting scriptures, causing the formation of the twelve phantom Buddhas to change.
Hurrah!
The battle flags are making a sound, fluttering in the wind, drawing the power of billions of fighting souls to defend all directions, the murderous atmosphere permeating the heavens, the evil spirits are warded off, and all evils are invincible!
But even if the four supreme treasures isolate the heavens and form an impregnable copper wall and iron wall, it is still difficult to stop the movement in the two supreme treasures. On the contrary, it has become more and more intense.
Buzz!
The Qiankun Yuanling Cauldron was shaking violently, and the top of the cauldron shook out countless afterimages, as if a terrifying evil creature that had been sleeping for eternity was about to wake up and escape from its trap.
"go!"
The young Taoist's face darkened, and he raised his hand, and the yin and yang mirror rose up into light and hung on the tripod. It circled unsteadily and gradually landed nine feet above the top of the cauldron.
The trembling spirit subsided for a moment, but a dark cloud suddenly appeared above the treasure mirror, with thunder rolling inside, a dull, yet violent and oppressive aura spreading unbridled.
"The origin of thunder!"
The young Taoist's pupils shrank and he suddenly turned his head, his eyes falling on the Six Ruins Exquisite Pagoda.
The tower is also trembling violently, with emerald-gold brilliance spreading around it, as if there is boundless vitality, and a heart-stopping silver-gray brilliance spreading, as if revealing the unknown of life and death, and there are also dazzling rays of light.
Flower shadows flashed.
"Udumbara!"
The young monk was stunned for a moment, and then he realized it. He lowered his head and chanted the name of the Buddha, "Amitabha, good, good, good!"
"What's going on?"
Although everyone did not understand what changes had taken place inside, it was not difficult to observe the words and expressions, and everyone knew that there must have been astonishing changes.
Otherwise, we would not have allowed the powerful and talented people from both the Buddhist and Taoist families to behave like this.
"The origin of the Holy Path is manifested, and there is more than one. Do they want to break through at this time and help Wu Ming get out of trouble?"
Zhao Shuhang's handsome face was extremely stern, his eyes were solemn, and he was staring at Wu Ming. However, during the observation of his holy thoughts, Wu Ming's aura was almost completely wiped out at this time.
Even if there is still hope of recovery, there is no treasure in the world that can instantly restore such a serious injury.
The only way is to sleep in suspended animation, in a completely closed state, in self-sleep, and recover bit by bit.
Moreover, without the help of a peerless treasure, there is almost no possibility of recovery.
You must know that when all the powerful forces joined forces, they not only destroyed Wu Ming's vitality, but also completely destroyed the origin of his martial arts.
The dissipation of energy and spirit, the heavy damage to the soul, the damage to the immortal golden body, all these cannot be easily recovered.
Even if you can get out of trouble at this time, facing so many strong people, there is no possibility of a comeback!
In an instant, Zhao Shuhang thought a lot, and even deduced it through holy thoughts, but no matter what the situation was, it was difficult for Wu Ming to have a chance to make a comeback.
But he didn't understand why the feeling of uneasiness that even the Holy Soul felt trembling with was getting stronger and stronger!
Buzz!
When the dark clouds that contained the origin of the thunder path and the emerald-gold flower shadows shrouded in silver-grey brilliance ignored the ban on the four great treasures and landed above Wu Ming's head, everyone finally changed their minds.
Zhao Shuhang knew that he could not delay it any longer.
No matter what changes will happen next, as long as Wu Ming is killed, it will be over.
"Go with all your strength, no matter the cost, kill him, something will change if you wait too long!"
At the thought of this, Zhao Shuhang's eyes were filled with murderous intent. He shook his hand and controlled the Shushan Sword. While Wu Ming's mind was still trapped in the sea fan, two purple-green brilliance suddenly rose outside.
Roar!
The phantoms of dragons and tigers entrenched around the Holy Martial War Order looked up to the sky and howled angrily, seeming to be trying to stop it. However, due to the interference of Xue Haifan and Shushan Sword, the purple-green brilliance contained endless Holy power, and it was not blocked even half a breath of time.
, then passed straight through the barrier and flew towards Zhao Shuhang.
Everyone could see clearly that they were two holy swords!
"kill!"
Zhao Shuhang shouted sharply and pointed, just like the legendary sword control technique, the two holy swords let out a clear sword sound, instantly passing through countless layers of precious light, and directly struck Wu Ming in the center.
call!
Almost at the same time, the dark clouds and flower shadows swarmed toward Wu Ming like moths flying into the flame. At the same time, the dim golden shadow on his body twisted and rose like a torch, rising into a colorless flame.
Buzz!
The flame was originally dim and ordinary, inconspicuous under the cover of billions of streams of light, but as dark clouds and flower shadows poured into it, it exploded like a raging fire cooking oil, and filled the sky.
The four treasures were the first to bear the brunt. Almost as soon as the flames touched them, they were shaken all over. No matter how the runes engraved on them flickered, they could not escape the flames and dimmed rapidly.
"Cross the fire of misfortune!"
The young monk trembled all over, his rosy cheeks turned pale suddenly, he groaned, a streak of red blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, and he staggered back a few steps.
The young Taoist was not much better, he was also vomiting blood.
"Do you know? I regretted it very much back then. Why didn't I burn those waste papers with fire? I have to thank you for giving me a chance to start over!"
Like a demon, the unruly and unruly voice suddenly resounded throughout the heavens, shaking everyone's hearts as if they had fallen into an ice cellar, and their whole bodies were as cold as ice. (To be continued)