In the quiet night, the rain was still falling, and the sound of pattering continued to echo in the world.
Silence, deathly silence, whether it is the countless warriors hiding in the dark, the three men of Gran Haohai who preside over the Hunyuan Three Talents Formation, or Lu Hantian who is trapped in the formation.
Even Lu Nantian, who was fighting with the two Xuanzun elders, stopped moving at this moment, his pupils narrowed, and he stared at the figure in the courtyard below.
At this moment, the golden light on Zhuo Wen's body was dim, and the three heads and six arms derived from it were unable to hang down.
In his abdomen, sword after sword penetrated, and golden blood, like a fountain, slowly overflowed from the huge wound in his abdomen.
Tick tock!
Tick tock!
The crisp sound of blood falling to the ground merged with the sound of rain, making it difficult to tell whether it was the sound of rain or the sound of blood drops.
Time, at this moment, seemed to have stopped. Everyone stopped moving, and their eyes were all focused on Zhuo Wen, especially when they saw Zhuo Wen's abdomen being penetrated, everyone had different expressions.
Everyone knows that the purpose of the three major families' mobilization of troops this time is to encircle and suppress Zhuo Wen, and now Zhuo Wen has been directly penetrated by swords and swords through his abdomen. This kind of injury is already a fatal injury.
In other words, the goal of Gran Haohai and others has been achieved this time!
"Haha! Gu Gu, you three have done a great job. Once this son dies and returns to the family this time, you three will do a great job!"
A smile appeared on the corner of Gran Haohai's mouth, and soon the smile became brighter and brighter. Finally, he threw his head back and laughed, laughing extremely wildly and unscrupulously.
Zhuo Wen, the thorn in his side and the pain in his flesh, has finally run out of energy. How can Gran Hao Hai be so happy?
Even Feng Tian and Cao Yan, who presided over the other two sides of the Hunyuan Three Talents Formation, had a cheerful smile on their lips.
"Asshole! How dare you kill Zhuo Wen."
After the silence, Lu Hantian, who was trapped in the Hunyuan Three Talents Formation, roared angrily, his eyes filled with monstrous rage.
"Break it on me!"
As he spoke, Lu Hantian stamped his foot, and an even more terrifying aura swept out of his body, and streams of substantial blood spread out from his body like a fountain.
Boom boom boom!
Countless blood energy condensed and turned into a pillar of blood that penetrated the sky and the earth, almost piercing the sky. Then, in the void, there was the sound of shattering glass, and a huge hole was opened in the space above the pillar of blood.
A huge bloody gate swept out from the hole in the void, turned into a bloody meteor, and crushed towards the Hunyuan Three Talents Formation.
"Big Brother's Armored Soul, the Blood Sacrifice Sealed Door!"
Looking at the bloody door falling from the void, Lu Nantian's eyes narrowed slightly, and a cautious look appeared on his face.
The inherited armor soul of their Qinhou Mansion is the sealed gate, but Lu Hantian is a freak, and his inherited armor soul is a mutated armor soul.
Although it is also a sealed door, it carries a terrifying bloody aura and is extremely evil. It is called the Blood Sacrifice Sealed Door.
This Blood Sacrifice Sealed Gate is much more terrifying than the ordinary sealed gates. It represents the intention of killing and will definitely see blood once it is struck. It is evil and terrifying.
Precisely because the Blood Sacrifice Sealed Gate is too terrifying and evil, and this weird Sealed Gate also possesses a certain amount of intelligence and often has backlash thoughts, even Lu Hantian has difficulty in completely controlling the Blood Sacrifice Sealed Gate.
It is precisely because of this that Lu Hantian rarely reveals his armor soul, because he is afraid that if he is not careful, he will be counterattacked by the blood-sacrificial sealed door, and the gain outweighs the loss.
But now, Zhuo Wen's life is in danger, Lu Hantian can't care about this, he just wants to rush out of the Hunyuan Three Talents Formation immediately to rescue Zhuo Wen.
Boom!
The Blood Sacrifice Seal Door arrived instantly and landed on the Hunyuan Three Talents Formation. There was a sudden clicking sound, and the Hunyuan Three Talents Formation trembled violently, with traces of cracks appearing on the surface.
"What? This is Lu Hantian's armored soul. It's so powerful!"
Glan Haohai and the others looked at the Hunyuan Three Talents Formation, which was trembling violently and its surface was faintly cracked, and they all looked horrified.
"We must not allow Lu Hantian to escape from the Hunyuan Three Talents Formation, and you two should stop holding back!"
Gran Haohai looked solemn, and with a squeeze of his hands, he materialized his armored soul, and his strength increased several times.
Feng Tian and Cao Zhi also knew that the situation was critical, so they no longer held back and used their armored souls to suppress the Blood Sacrifice Sealing Gate on the Hunyuan Three Talents Formation.
At the same time, the three of them used all their strength to maintain the Hunyuan Three Talents Formation, increasing its power several times.
With the support of three people, the tremors of the Hunyuan Three Talents Formation calmed down a little, and the originally dim surface began to glow with a dazzling light.
Within the formation, Lu Hantian was like a madman, constantly bombarding the Hunyuan Three Talents Formation, and the Blood Sacrifice Sealing Gate was also extremely powerful.
Suddenly, the pressure on the three people of Gran Haohai increased greatly, and cold sweat fell like soybeans on their foreheads.
"Ancient! Kill Zhuo Wen quickly and retreat immediately."
Lu Hantian's sudden burst of power frightened the three of Gran Haohai. It was so terrifying that even with the help of the Hunyuan Three Talents Formation, they could not sustain it.
If this state continues, Lu Hantian will eventually break out of the formation. If Zhuo Wen is not completely dead by then, then all their previous efforts will really be in vain.
Gu also knew the urgency of the matter. He looked down at Zhuo Wen who was kneeling on one knee. His eyes became colder and colder, and he said calmly: "Zhuo Wen! Don't blame me even if you die. I can only blame you for offending people who shouldn't be offended.
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As he spoke, the five fingers of Gu's right hand clenched tightly into a fist. Dense bloody vines covered his right fist, and he actually used the Blood Chong Fist again.
At this moment, Zhuo Wen's consciousness was blurred and he could hardly feel anything happening in the outside world. He only felt pain, burning pain all over his body.
"so tired!"
Zhuo Wen only felt that his eyelids were getting heavier and heavier, almost drooping, as if they were weighing a thousand pounds. In the gap between his eyelids, he could still see the ancient figure swooping down from above, getting closer and closer to him.
"Are you going to die? Are you going to die like this?"
He also saw the ancient Blood Chong Fist at the same time. He knew very well the power of the Blood Chong Fist. In his current state, if he received this punch head-on, he would definitely die.
He wanted to stand up, but the old swordsmen penetrated his abdomen with one sword after another, suppressing him so hard that he could not stand up at all.
Now, even if he moves, he will pull the wound on his abdomen, tearing the wound even bigger and causing more severe pain.
But Zhuo Wen was unwilling to die like this!
Whoosh!
The ancient moment came, looking down at the young man kneeling in front of him, the sneer at the corner of his mouth became more intense, and the blood punch of his right fist was even more merciless, hitting Zhuo Wen's head.
With the power of the blood punch, this punch was enough to blast Zhuo Wen's head into powder and explode into a ball of blood mist.
"What a pity that such a genius died like this!"
"That's right! With the Nine-wheel Emperor Realm cultivation level, he has the power to fight against the Xuanzun Realm warriors. This boy's potential can probably catch up with the eldest prince Huangfu Wudao."
The warriors hiding in the dark shook their heads one after another, sighing that Zhuo Wen was about to fall.
The ancient blood punch was so close at hand, they didn't even think that Zhuo Wen had a chance to survive.
When the blood punch was only a few inches away from Zhuo Wen, almost within arm's reach, the powerful wind blew Zhuo Wen's black hair into the air, causing it to fall to his shoulders.
boom!
A thunderous explosion suddenly burst out from Zhuo Wen's body, and then a golden light as dazzling as the sun burst out from Zhuo Wen's body, making Zhuo Wen look like a little golden man with a majestic appearance.
As soon as the golden light appeared, Gu Gu's pupils shrank, and he felt that the blood he punched was stagnant like a mud cow entering the sea. Then a huge force came, and Gu Gu couldn't help but retreat.
Kick, kick, kick!
After retreating dozens of steps, the ancient eyes flashed with surprise and uncertainty on his face. He also did not expect that such a strong golden light suddenly burst out from Zhuo Wen's body.
"Those who see my body develop bodhicitta, those who hear my name abandon evil and practice good deeds, those who hear my Dharma gain great wisdom, and those who know my mind will become a Buddha."
The moment the golden light burst out from Zhuo Wen's body, a solemn Sanskrit sound slowly resounded from the sky and the earth, rolling like thunder, soaring into the sky.
An ordinary stone flew out from Zhuo Wen's arms and floated above Zhuo Wen's head. Countless golden lights suddenly shot up.
"This is... a relic?"
Lifting his head with difficulty, Zhuo Wen looked at the pebbles floating above his head and couldn't help but murmur to himself, isn't this pebble the relic given to him by the Dry Deng Buddha?
Zhuo Wen knew that it was this relic that saved his life when he was about to die!
boom!
The terrifying and surging power of the Buddha emerged from the relics and turned into a golden beam of light that penetrated into the void. Suddenly, the dark night sky was submerged in a sea of gold, as if at this moment, the whole world was dyed golden.
"Those who see my body develop bodhicitta, those who hear my name abandon evil and practice good deeds, those who hear my Dharma gain great wisdom, and those who know my mind will become a Buddha."
The same Sanskrit sound rang out from the void, as if responding to the call of the relic, and then a huge golden giant tens of thousands of feet came from the void.
This golden giant, with four heads and eight arms, stood tall against the sky and the earth. Its terrifying size almost trampled the entire world under its feet. It was extremely majestic and majestic.
"The statue of Fudo Myooh!"
Looking at the four-headed and eight-armed giant coming from the void, Zhuo Wen murmured to himself, isn't this giant the very famous god in Buddhism, King Fudo?
He did not expect that the relics on his body would actually summon the shadow of the Fudo King.
Whoosh!
The huge Fudo Mingwang looked down at Zhuo Wen quietly, then roared, and turned into a golden light, which suddenly penetrated into Zhuo Wen's body. Suddenly, the golden light all over Zhuo Wen's body became more and more dazzling.
"Sacrifice the relics and transform into the King of Ming! This is the dharma connection of the benefactor. The origin and end of the relationship are all in a single thought..."
The moment Fudo Myoto penetrated his body, a peaceful voice sounded in Zhuo Wen's mind. This voice was familiar to Zhuo Wen. It was actually the voice of the Withered Lamp Buddha.
Click!
At the same time, the relic suspended above Zhuo Wen's head completely shattered with a click.
Zhuo Wen only felt that his whole body was heating up, and the golden light all over his body became more intense. Then Zhuo Wen transformed from three heads and six arms into a strange image with four heads and eight arms...