Wu Chen also had a stern look in his eyes, and just as he was about to make a move, he suddenly froze!
The twelve golden figures surrounding his soul disappeared, leaving only one golden figure, exactly the same as the one in the jade coffin.
Today's golden man's eyes are lively, his face is full of anger, and his figure is much taller, twice the size of the little golden man in Wuchen's soul body.
"Hmph! Jin Chanzi actually forced me to use a special move, good! Very good! You will pay the price for this!"
The bloody figure who said harsh words again and again was still threatening with gritted teeth.
It should be angry. According to the rules of rebirth it set, the twelve golden people will eat Wuchen's soul, and then gradually merge with the remaining soul of the First Emperor one by one, and finally combine with the physical body. Only in this way can
It will have the greatest effect on the soul and body of the First Emperor, and cause the least damage.
But now, it has no choice but to fuse the twelve golden people in advance.
But because the Twelve Golden Man lacks the nourishment of Jin Chanzi's soul, his effectiveness will be greatly reduced. After he is reborn, even if he can swallow Jin Chanzi's soul, the effect will be much smaller, and the entire realm of cultivation will be greatly reduced.
If it falls, the strength will be greatly damaged.
It can be said that half of my plan has failed!
Damn it, wow wow... I'm so angry!
The bloody figure is so angry that it no longer cares about Jin Chanzi's soul. Now it just wants to destroy Jin Chanzi's body as soon as possible, and then swallow his soul in one gulp. Regardless of whether the effect is great or not, at least let him go first.
Solve your own hatred!
The fused golden man of the twelve golden men grabbed Wuchen's soul body and lifted it up violently, trying to pull it completely out of the sea of Wuchen's soul.
Wu Chen felt that the pressure was greatly increased. Before, he could take a breath thanks to the help of Tai Shukun and others, but now, the attacks of Tai Shukun and others were of no avail. They could not help him in any way. He had to rely on himself for everything!
If I don’t go to hell, who will!
Just now, with the determination to drag the other party to die together, Wu Chen used Ksitigarbha's secret method, but was interrupted by the bloody figure using his magical power.
Now, Wu Chen resolutely activated Ksitigarbha's secret method again, and the golden characters shrouded the golden man in the soul of the First Emperor. Subsequently, the fire of karma in Wu Chen's body and the Buddha's heart were ignited by his soul!
Ah~
A shrill scream came, it was the golden man, the soul of the First Emperor, who was burned to the point of death by the real fire.
It suddenly let go of Wu Chen's soul body and fought desperately against the flames on his body. Unfortunately, the flames were invisible and could not be touched no matter how hard they tried.
The golden man with a soul body endured the severe pain and pulled his palms together, and a divine soul sword similar to the bronze sword in the jade coffin appeared between his palms.
"cut!"
The golden man, the soul of the First Emperor, shouted, his confidence was no longer enough, and his entire situation was in danger!
Cut down the soul sword with one strike!
Wu Chen was unmoved at all, and continued to use Ksitigarbha's secret method. The face of the golden soul body of the First Emperor kept twisting and looking ferocious, his eyes were blurred and sober at one moment, and the sword of the divine soul he cut off was also coming and going.
At the moment of life and death, the two of them were locked in a stalemate with each other, almost giving up resistance and just attacking blindly. Whoever can take the lead will be the one left!
But after all, the First Emperor's golden man has received too much blessing. Even if it is about the same in strength, its endurance is stronger and longer. Gradually, Wu Chen's little golden man is getting weaker and weaker, and the sword of the soul is far away from it.
Getting closer.
Getting closer!
"No~Master!"
A shocking shout came from afar.
Wu Chen didn't have time to think about who it was, let alone look back. Finally, the soul had already dropped.
Phew~
The sound of metal colliding spread in all directions, causing a huge wave to sweep across all directions. The souls of Tai Shukun, Ri Ji Ging, and Mo Sanin were shaken. Blood stains appeared in the seven orifices. Their eyes were hazy, and the whole world was blurred.
Yes, upside down.
Even Wu Ming and others in the distance could not withstand the impact of the power of the soul, and they all fell into a brief trance.
"I'll throw you away..."
Bo Shan had no time to care about Wu Chen anymore. Seeing the madness coming, he hurriedly protected his body with his soul and retreated back.
Just now, he finally returned!
As soon as he returned, he followed the remaining breath of the zombies and finally found the circular valley. But before he had time to think about anything, he saw the life-and-death battle between Wu Chen and the bloody figure.
It was obvious that Wu Chen was at the end of his strength and might not be able to withstand the opponent's soul blow any longer!
But Boshan didn't know what happened in front of him, and he didn't understand why Taishu Kun and the others didn't help him. He was too far away to rescue him in time, so he blurted out a loud shout.
What he didn't know was that it was precisely because of his loud shout that he disturbed Wu Chen that his final attack was halted. The opponent's Soul Sword found a gap and cut it off with one strike!
It's really "I didn't kill Boren, but Boren died because of me"!
After the huge wave passed, Wu Chen stood silently on the spot. The little soul figure on his head had been opened, and the golden liquid was slowly flowing out. The flowing liquid did not drip, but floated towards the opposite side.
Opposite it, the First Emperor's golden men were greedily sucking the golden soul liquid.
"Master Que! I'm drinking! What are you doing..."
Bo Shan roared loudly and ducked to Wu Chen's side. The dragon's golden spear had already stabbed out and penetrated the golden man of the First Emperor. Before he could finish his words, he was stunned!
The gun penetrated the opponent, but did not touch the opponent at all!
Boshan turned furious, and the power of his soul surged out, hitting the golden man of the First Emperor.
Today, Boshan's soul has advanced to the level of a demigod, and the power of his already powerful soul is even more powerful.
Unfortunately, looking at the surging and overbearing spirit attack, it still easily penetrated the golden man of the First Emperor, without causing any damage to the opponent.
This made Boshan completely dumbfounded. What's going on? Is he immune to spells and souls?
This, this, this... is this thing the body of a divine soul? Why is it so weird?
"Ha! Young Master, do you understand? Don't think you are the only one who cares about the little bald donkey! I have already tried my best to find a solution, hey~"
Japan took advantage of the opportunity to make a loss, but after the loss, he also felt dejected. Wu Chen's current situation is really not good!
But I am still helpless!
"Bo Shan, it's not that we don't want to save the master, it's just that... this person is too weird..."
Tai Shukun didn't have time to say anything in detail, and Bo Shan didn't want to talk to them, so he grabbed Wu Chen instead.
"Master, master..."
Wu Chen gradually woke up, but his eyes were still dull and he was a little lost.
"Master, if I don't talk about this, what can you do?"
Although Boshan didn't say anything specific, Wuchen naturally knew what he was referring to.
"I am already on the verge of death and can no longer resist its devouring..."
"How can I help?!"
"Almsgiver Boshan, the little monk's life and death are small, but his responsibility is great! The little monk is unworthy of his mission!"
"Master, you said it yourself, don't have any obsessions."
"If you don't have obsessions, how can you be called a Buddhist disciple? It's because you have obsessions that you don't have obsessions..."
Perhaps because he talked too much, Wu Chen paused for a while.
Boshan frowned. How long had this monk still had the heart to argue with him?
However, his sentence "No obsession because of obsession" is very interesting. This is the way to improve your state of mind and realm...
Maybe it will also be useful for your own practice?
Let’s figure it out later.
"Almsgiver Boshan, I have a favor for you, young monk..."
"Master, don't say that, you will get better! Let's find a way together..."
"I miss your sister... Amitabha, that's good, that's good, the young monk has violated the precepts again! However, Donor Boshan, don't interrupt the young monk, the young monk doesn't have much time left!"
An angry look flashed on Wu Chen's face, "Monk, I'm going to see the Buddha, and you're still here chirping about me!"
If this continues, I won't have time to tell you my last words, monk!
Bo Shan was stunned. Although Wu Chen's character was quite out-of-the-box and often did not look like a monk, it was the first time he cursed someone so directly...
Of course, that fuc... it definitely can’t be counted until it’s finished.
It seems that he is really dying...
"Okay, okay, master, tell me."
"In the little monk's soul, there is always a voice telling the little monk that he has a mission on earth. Now, the little monk finally understands what his mission is..."
"What is it?"
Boshan was also very curious. Ever since he met Wuchen, he had been talking about having a mission. For this reason, he was even laughed at by the Japanese.
It’s also because “Shit Fate” has become the standard feature of the Weird Alliance.
"My mission is to save thousands of souls! Those souls imprisoned in the terracotta warriors. I used to be confused, where are these souls? I have also checked those terracotta warriors and horses, and there are no souls!"
"It's only now that I understand that their souls are imprisoned in those zombies!"
"What a pity! They have now been devoured by the First Emperor! To save them, the only way is to kill the First Emperor! Now the monk is unable to complete this mission, so he can only entrust this mission to the donor..."
"Kill the First Emperor? Save the soul? Master, I don't quite understand..."
"Donor! There is no time! Killing the First Emperor will not only save those souls, but also save the earth!"
Speaking of this, Wu Chen chanted a Buddha's name.
"Amitabha, little monk, let's go! Life is so joyful, death is so painful, my Buddha is merciful, and all five aggregates are empty!"
Wu Chen clasped his hands together. A surging energy began to surge within his body and soul. With Wu Chen as the center, a wind of vitality began to roll up. The monk's robes and cassocks rustled in harmony with Wu Chen's spell.
The sound seems to be saying goodbye, seems to be unwilling, seems to be comforting, seems to be arrogant and cannot be offended!
"Grandmaster!"
"Grandmaster!"
"Damn bald donkey, what are you going to do!"
"Monk!"
The expressions of Boshan and others changed drastically, they were obviously about to self-destruct!
Before they could stop them, a powerful force pushed them away!
"asshole!"
The bloody figure was even more frightened and angry!
At the critical moment when its golden man is being devoured, it is neither possible to stop nor to continue!