Buddha is the Tao

Whoosh! Dozens of bronze spears formed by ghost power broke through the air and attacked Xuanyuan Fawang and Wen Lanxin. The might was not as strong as the flying swords of the cultivators, but dozens of powerful ghost soldiers felt the smell of living people and the blood of living people. Their murderous aura surged and they all rushed to grab it.

Wen Lanxin and Xuanyuan Fawang's eyes were full of burning thoughts. Such vicious and violent ghosts were rare to encounter even in a hundred years, but there were no less than two thousand of them at this time. The two of them no longer had the original idea of ​​fighting, nor did they retreat to the formation that Sima Dao had arranged before. Xuanyuan Fawang used his mysterious skills to protect his body, and the huge blood hand of living souls condensed into substance. There was still a trace of black air wrapped around his hand. It was the black evil magic fog that was absorbed and refined in Sima Dao, which was integrated into the three thousand living souls, and the power increased greatly! The huge bloody palm grabbed and slapped, and more than a dozen cold lights flashed. The bronze spears condensed by the ghosts were smashed into pieces, and wisps of black smoke drifted everywhere, but soon they formed into murderous ghost soldiers. Xuanyuan Dharma King knew that these soldiers were not physical entities, and ordinary true essence and flying swords could not hurt them. At most, they would break up their bodies, which would not be a big deal for them. However, Xuanyuan Dharma King naturally had the ability to subdue them, otherwise he would not come to die.

With a long whistle, like the roar of a dragon or a tiger, Xuanyuan Dharma King did not retreat but advanced, and the golden Taoist robe on his body burst into dazzling mysterious light. Several flying heads were slightly weaker in yin and ghost power, and were illuminated by the mysterious light. Swish! Swish! There were wisps of black smoke and shrill cries. In an instant, the Xuanyuan Dharma King, relying on his strong true essence and mysterious magic-subduing treasure, rushed into a group of military souls with bright armor and obviously superior strength. He stretched out his bloody hand again and grabbed a soldier holding a green spear, wearing a necklace on his head, and with a bowl-sized transparent hole pierced in his stomach.

"Demons are everywhere! Gather blood and grab! Collect!" Xuanyuan Dharma King shouted a few more times, and his voice actually contained the authentic Taoist demon-slaying sound. The sound waves with a halo twisted the long spears and spears that were stabbing from behind. During this pause, Xuanyuan Dharma King's bloody hand of living souls strangely split into two bloody hands of the same appearance, grabbing the upper and lower body of the soldier respectively, twisting them fiercely, like twisting fried dough sticks, puff, the soldier was twisted into two parts, and then turned into a puff of black smoke. The huge ghost power was about to escape, but was sucked into it by the two bloody hands. The bloody hands got this tonic and actually grew a little bigger. The living souls in the hands that were originally suppressed by the murderous aura of these fierce ghost army souls and dared not show up also drilled out a little, grinning one by one, and the hideous appearance was comparable to those flying heads in the air.

Pah! Pah! Pah! There were dozens of explosions again. The long spear that was twisted by the Xuanyuan Dharma King's mysterious sound was controlled by several ghosts with clear images and few scars on their bodies, only one or two fatal wounds. In the blink of an eye, it condensed into a solid body again, and hit the Xuanguang gas shield formed by the golden robe of the Xuanyuan Dharma King dozens of times. The light waves rippled. Even though the Xuanyuan Dharma King had great power and unfathomable Taoism, he was shocked by the huge force of these fierce and violent military souls, which were more difficult to deal with than the masters of the transformation of the spirit, and his blood and qi rolled. His steps were unstable and he staggered forward.

When King Xuanyuan had just come to his senses, he saw that the area several feet away from him, where the Dao robe's mysterious light had not reached, was crowded with soldiers of all kinds who died miserably. Almost at the same time, hundreds of long swords and spears hit the protective mysterious light like a torrential rain and hail. King Xuanyuan was a thousand-year-old demon. He felt stuffy in his heart and sweet in his throat after receiving so many blows in an instant. Wow! A large mouthful of blood spurted out. Fortunately, his Dao robe magic weapon was a relic of an ancient immortal, and its defense was very strong and was not broken. Otherwise, if his body was hit alive, he would probably repeat the same mistake a thousand years ago, with his body disintegrating and his soul flying away. However, under the watchful eyes of so many ghosts, I am afraid that his soul would be divided up before it escaped one meter, becoming a tonic for these ghosts, and his body and soul would be destroyed.

"The world turns into blood, and I become invisible. Escape!" Xuanyuan Fawang finally realized that he was too arrogant. These fierce ghost army souls are definitely not something he can contend with alone. No wonder the 108 masters of the Taoist sect couldn't subdue them. This is really amazing. Although Xuanyuan Fawang thinks he is invincible and unruly, when his life is about to end, he still has to run away without caring about his face!

As the blood spurted out, Xuanyuan Fawang immediately gathered his true energy. His two bloody hands turned into a thick blood cocoon that wrapped himself tightly. He rushed towards the hedgehog-like Yin soldier who was blocking him. Seeing such a powerful force, the hedgehog Yin soldier not only did not dodge, but let out a huge roar! Kill! With a raised spear in his hand, the sound of breaking through the air was loud, and he met the huge blood cocoon with the force of splitting Huashan. At the moment when the spear collided with the blood cocoon, the space was distorted, and the blood cocoon crashed into the void alive, leaving no trace, which made the hedgehog ghost soldier and the surrounding military souls stunned, not knowing what happened.

Although these military souls are extremely powerful, they are all low-intelligence people. Even if there is an intelligent person before death, after death, they are confused by the boundless violent murderous aura and act on instinct. How could they know why the Xuanyuan Dharma King suddenly disappeared! However, these ghosts felt the vitality in Sima Dao, and the seal outside was blasted open by Zhou Qing and the other two. A trace of living smell was still transmitted from the mountain outside to Sima Dao, and then leaked into the Tianxing Hall. Nearly two thousand ghosts roared and rushed into Sima Dao, trying to escape and find living blood food to devour!

"My goodness! It's true that ants can kill elephants when they are in large numbers!" When Xuanyuan Fawang used the secret method to break through the space and escape, he did not forget to look at Wen Lanxin over there, but found that she had already disappeared, and cursed in his heart! If it weren't for Wen Lanxin's current true essence and Taoism, which was really not inferior to his, and if it weren't for some strange and bizarre immortal magic, Xuanyuan Fawang would probably have gone to trouble that woman right away.

Zhou Qing was using his full strength to use the Eight-Nine Mysterious Art in the formation jointly arranged by the two masters, stabilizing his consciousness and refining part of the spiritual power stored in his soul. In the dark, the sky opened up, and Zhou Qing's mind was filled with five-color light. Countless fine filaments of light kept entwining and rotating around his eyebrows, gradually solidifying into a small, white and flawless particle the size of a rice grain. "This is the golden body relic of the Buddha! Is this really the practice of the Buddha?" Although Zhou Qing didn't know much about the practice, he still knew that the monk's unique relic was purely transformed by spiritual power and formed into a tangible and material object. Zhou Qing opened his eyes, and his eyesight was so strong that he could see through the entire Tianxing Hall below Sima Road.

"This is the sight of the opening of the Heavenly Eyes!" Zhou Qing was overjoyed, but the divine sense inspection was different. The divine sense inspection was entirely based on induction and one's own speculation. The Heavenly Eyes were more advanced and could clearly see through all obstacles and see what one wanted to see. It was said that once the Heavenly Eyes of the Buddha in the Western Paradise were opened, everything in the world, outside the thirty-three heavens, could be seen.