Chapter 260 That’s it
Xie Que understood that he could no longer use the Death Judgment Diagram to absorb the true spirits of these resurrected people.
After all, the true spirit is so ethereal that even True Lord Yang Shen is elusive.
If Ao Bing knew that he had mastered the power that could annihilate the true spirit, the dirty earth would no longer have any effect, and he might have to use more power to deal with him.
Ao Bing looked deeply at Xie Que, and then his body moved, and countless joints began to beat rhythmically again.
The terrifying sound wave instantly overturned the earth and created a huge sinkhole.
Even the entire underground river is directly exposed.
Xie Que couldn't help but escape towards the bottom of the water in an instant. The sound wave made by Ao Bing was so terrifying that it made the eardrums in his ears vibrate continuously, even to the point of bursting.
"This evil god..." Zen Master Ji Zhen urged a Buddha's dharma body to come forward, blocking the attack of the sound waves, but this consumption also brought a great burden to him.
Several people have tried, but under the starlight, no matter how powerful they are, they cannot break it. It seems to be a fighting arena specially created by the evil god for Xie Que.
"Can you feel the Buddha's gaze?" Zen Master Ji Zhen turned to look at Yan Guang aside.
After all, Yan Guang is a holy traveler.
Moreover, the Buddha he believed in was much more powerful than Ao Bing.
If Yan Guang can lead the gods to come, I'm afraid Xie Que can be saved.
Yan Guang paused, but still shook his head: "In this realm of evil gods, all faiths are isolated."
The next moment, Ao Bing was beside Xie Que in an instant.
His pair of vertical pupils were cold and ruthless, like looking down at human ants.
Ao Bing was swimming under the water like a real dragon, his bone claws were strong, and he was already approaching Xie Que's body.
Xie Que endured the severe pain in his head and formed a seal with his hands to form a huge wisdom seal.
This is the God of Western Wisdom that he condensed, symbolizing infinite power!
A huge white elephant suddenly dropped its front hooves, and the terrifying force actually caused Ao Bing's claws to stop moving forward.
Although the memory of Yan Hui obtained by Xie Que was incomplete, the teachings about the God of Wisdom were still relatively comprehensive.
However, although he is called the God of Wisdom, his power is the most powerful aspect!
Xie Que also valued this point and just condensed it into one of his own martial arts spirit.
Ao Bing's roar shattered the shadow of the giant elephant in front of him, and then a wheel of blazing fire enveloped his eyes.
"Ha..." His figure couldn't help but tremble, and he showed an extremely sinister expression between his sneers.
"Today, I will take off your skin!"
Suddenly, a beam of bloody sky light descended from the stars and shot into the dark underground river, locking onto Xie Que's figure.
"This..." Seeing the sudden appearance of the six-foot-long figure, Zen Master Ji Zhen was extremely shocked.
He originally thought that Xie Que was worshiping some great god in Buddhism, but the God of Western Wisdom who had just appeared had already shocked him beyond measure.
Seeing the reappearance of the six-foot-tall fairy boy with three heads, nine eyes, and eight arms, and clothed in lotus leaves, he felt that his mentality had been subverted again.
Yan Guang smiled and turned to look at Zen Master Ji Zhen: "Ten metaphors of secret traces."
Zen Master Ji Zhen understood instantly, and his eyes fell on Feng Zidu who looked like a statue beside him.
The Ten Metaphorical Secrets were secretly taught by Shuiyue Chanyuan, but he would not have thought that this saint in the Reincarnation Path would also practice this method.
"Oh my god..." Zen Master Ji Zhen couldn't help but sigh: "I don't know if I can kill this evil god, but I don't know if I can kill this evil god. But if I know this evil god, I'm afraid he will kill you, my disciple..."
Nanatian is the honorific title of Nezha in Buddhism.
At this time, the huge Nezha phantom stood in front of Ao Bing, but it still looked a little petite.
He was even a bit shorter than Xie Que's figure.
A bloody radiance cut through the sky and the earth, and the bones and flesh on Ao Bing's body slowly began to heal.
The clear starry sky fell in front of him, and his body showed a sacred aura like a tide.
The starry sky covered him like a canopy, making Ao Bing transform into a real blue dragon.
The dragon's power surged, and Xie Que was actually a little out of breath.
But he had already expected this day, and had been studying Nanatian's life and deeds for several months.
And combined with the power of Tianlong Zen Chan's magical power.
This martial arts spirit has even become comparable to Kunpeng's magic!
Ao Bing's eyes were fixed, and the canopy of stars above his head actually manifested into a huge meteorite and hit Xie Que.
"Zarp!" His figure was extremely oozing, and his aura looked down at the world. "Since you have awakened my memory of humiliation, today I will let you experience the pain I once felt!"
Xie Que felt awe-struck in his heart, and kept retreating with the movement of the golden-winged roc.
The red silk ribbon of Nezha Dharmakaya in front of him was flying, and the meteorite was blocked by the "clang, clang, clang".
But Nezha's figure also became darker.
You must know that after Jiaolong Deshui transforms into Dragon Soaring All Over the World, his strength will be improved in all aspects.
It's more than just pure power.
Even the dharma body spirit that Xie Que had condensed was also increased tenfold in strength.
But even so, he was almost defeated by Ao Bing's casual blow.
Xie Que let out a deep roar, and Nezha's figure became much more solid again.
In an instant, the six-foot figure expanded again and transformed into the body of a thousand-armed giant.
This is the image of Nezha recorded in the Buddhist classic "Nanatian Sutra". He is dressed in tiger skin and has a Jialong as his belt, representing the supreme god of war in Buddhism.
At this time, Ao Bing, whose holy aura was constantly pouring out, was like an ancient dragon god, summoning an endless stream of stars to fall from the sky.
Each star stream smashed through the earth, raising endless dust.
"Huagai Divine Picture... It seems that this evil god is really angry." Zen Master Ji Zhen took a deep breath.
Dahei on the side also held his breath and remained silent.
If he knew that there was a true god on this prairie, he would not dare to come here no matter what.
Not only did he ruin the 100,000-strong army on Wednesday, but the fate of the country also hit rock bottom. It was even a question of whether he could maintain his black dragon body.
The red tassel gun in Nadian's hand suddenly stabbed forward, shattering several meteorites.
Then he stepped forward, wanting to ride on Ao Bing.
Ao Bing said in a serious tone: "You are seeking death yourself!"
The next moment, a huge star that covered the sky and blocked out the sun actually formed between the twinkling stars.
There was a terrifying adsorption feeling on it, and countless dust on the earth was instantly attracted to it.
Xie Que's figure was inescapable, and the martial arts spirit in his body rose to the extreme in an instant.
The Monkey King, the golden-winged roc, the killer whale, the good god Long Tian, Maitreya Buddha, the three-legged golden crow, Nezha, the god of wisdom, and even Ao Bing's figure also appeared in it.
Except for Kunpeng, all the martial arts spirit that Xie Que had condensed was here.
Ao Bing couldn't help but be startled when he saw it: "So it's this kind of method..."
Then he showed a hint of sneer: "After meeting me, did you actually include me in your metaphors?"
"Since you admire me, why don't you worship me?"