Chapter 446 The Holy Spirit is Dead

Chapter 446 The Holy Spirit is Dead

Under the nearly unlimited supply of energy, the monster-like Holy Spirit body was constantly broken, reorganized, and then shattered again.

Each break and reorganization seems to make the Holy Spirit stronger and able to resist for a longer period of time.

In this process, his body gradually "evolved" to resist the Taoist Taoist Huaiyue's methods.

During this process, Xie Que's eyes revealed a bit of surprise.

He could clearly see that the body of the Holy Spirit had undergone earth-shaking changes at this moment.

The body surface that was originally made of white bones is now covered with a layer of jelly-like transparent liquid, as crystal clear as amber.

"Such a strong adaptability?..." Xie Que thought to himself.

Taoist Huaiyue has an ethereal figure, like a bright moon hanging high in the sky. As the spiritual power accumulated in his body continues to surge, the power he can control is also constantly expanding.

With every breath he took, he seemed to be able to feel the powerful aura surging, like the rolling waves, majestic.

His body was surrounded by nine thunders, nine fires and eighteen thunder dragons, and his whole body was like purgatory.

Taoist Huaiyue sacrificed the Taixu Moon again and pressed hard against the Holy Spirit's body.

In an instant, the entire Mount Koya seemed to be trembling from this momentum.

Rocks cracked and rocks flew, creating a turbulent scene.

The thunderous roar echoed over Mount Koya, echoing in waves.

If it weren't for the spiritual energy of this world, which couldn't nourish the spiritual beings of heaven and earth that match his strength, Taoist Huaiyue would have destroyed this world.

His strength and destructive power were even greater than those of the Scarlet Dragon Dharma King Xie Que had ever seen.

That unparalleled power is like a beast coming out of the gate, unstoppable, and everything it passes by is swept away by endless thunder and fire.

Suddenly, a complex Sanskrit text was recited from the mouth of the Holy Spirit, and the voice sounded pious and solemn.

The chanting reverberated in the air, triggering a palpitating wave that made Taoist Huaiyue's heart tighten and feel some ominous omen, as if an impending crisis was quietly approaching.

Taoist Huaiyue looked around solemnly, but found that the bone fragments that were originally broken and scattered around seemed to be alive at this moment.

They started to move one after another, wandering in the air like a group of ghosts, swaying their limbs like fish tails, and swaying forward in the air.

He took a deep breath, pinched the curse directly in his hand, sacrificed a thunder dragon and roared away.

The thunder dragon kept making crackling sounds of strong electric arcs, heading straight towards these bone fragments.

However, these skeletal fragments disappeared in an instant, causing the Thunder Dragon to pounce directly into the air.

When he reappeared, he was already at the side of the Holy Spirit.

The next moment, these bone fragments drilled directly into the body of the Holy Spirit.

The broken body of the Holy Spirit also began to twist and deform, and except for the deformed head, the entire body began to expand.

"It's not that I want to forgive you...it's just that my body and I are two different consciousnesses..."

"If I disappear, the world will no longer exist."

"But I admit it now, you are indeed difficult to deal with..."

The voice of the Holy Spirit is low, but the breath it brings is devastating.

Taoist Huaiyue's expression suddenly changed, knowing that this Holy Spirit wanted to use self-destruction to achieve his goal.

He originally wanted to cover Xue Zhi with his body to protect his safety, but it was too late at this moment.

It was an explosion that was enough to change the color of the world. It was as if the sky was falling and the earth was falling. The deafening sound instantly resounded all over the place, as if it was going to tear the whole world apart.

The power of this explosion was so terrifying that everything in all directions was pierced, and countless bone fragments were inserted deeply into the ground, as if even the earth was being torn apart.

In this explosion, countless bone fragments shuttled through the void like sharp arrows, ruthlessly penetrating everything around them.

At the center of the explosion, Taoist Huaiyue was also directly blasted backwards by the power.

His figure flashed through an afterimage in mid-air, and finally fell heavily in the distance.

The impact was so powerful that as soon as he landed, he felt the blood surge in his body, and a line of blood could not help but flow out of the corner of his mouth.

At the center of the explosion, the humanoid blood creature was pinned to the ground by countless bone fragments.

Its body was pierced with countless holes, and the black and evil aura continued to escape from its body.

Its vitality seemed to be running out, and it could only lie there quietly, twitching continuously.

Taoist Huaiyue quickly rushed to the side of the blood beast. Xie Que also sent a message to Taoist Huaiyue and asked, "Is there any hope..."

As soon as he finished speaking, the humanoid blood creature completely scattered into black smoke and faded away.

Taoist Huaiyue could only shake his head: "It seems... the resurrection of the Holy Spirit is inevitable."

Not only that, the turbid aura of the entire Shanyin began to fade rapidly.

Taoist Huaiyue sighed and threw the ghost-headed sword in his hand to the side of Xie Que's body.

Xie Que also directly entered his soul into his body and took the Ghost Head Sword into his hands again.

It’s not just the dissipation of evil spirits.

As a powerful force swept in, endless dust flew, as if the world was beginning to shake under the hurricane.

This was a storm that was about to blow the entire world to pieces. It completely broke the original tranquility and swept up the entire Koyasan Mountain in an instant.

Xie Que stood quietly in the storm, looking through the violent wind and sand. His eyes shuttled between the boundless dust and rocks, watching as the top of the mountain that was originally covered by dust and rocks began to slowly become shorter.

He saw that the top of the mountain, which was somewhat blurry due to the dust, was slowly revealing its true appearance.

In a moment, half of the outline of a glorious hall with a golden wall was revealed.

Its solemnity and majesty stand out even more in the dusty storm, as if it is the soul of the mountain, which can stand firm even in the storm.

Xie Que recognized at just one glance that this was not a place for residence or memorial.

This is simply a huge tomb!

Only the outermost coffin turned into such a palace.

"What should I do?" Xie Que turned to look at Taoist Huaiyue.

Taoist Huaiyue also gritted his teeth and said, "Let's do it! If we go up the mountain, we might still be able to find a way out. If it's too late, when the Holy Spirit is completely revived, you and I will probably die here."

Xie Tong nodded, and the three figures passed through the endless wind and sand in an instant and ran towards the top of the mountain.

According to Buddhist scriptures, Fudo Myowang Bodhisattva cut the top of Mount Koya into flat ground and used it as a dojo.

Xie Que estimated that this golden palace was the site of the Taoist temple before.

But after his death, someone changed the feng shui of this dojo.

Use the method of balancing yin and yang to start cultivating the corpse.

Although this holy spirit was said to be born from the corpse of Fudomyowang Bodhisattva, Xie Que didn't know it.

The Bodhisattva's divine soul and true spirit are all dispersed, which is the true sense of the soul being dispersed.

This Holy Spirit has nothing to do with the real Bodhisattva Fudo Myoyo.

It's just an evil creature reborn on top of his corpse.

As for the strength of this Holy Spirit, Xie Que was a little confused.

However, judging from the fact that a ray of thought from the Holy Spirit can fight against himself and Taoist Huaiyue, I am afraid that its body can completely crush the two of them.

After the golden palace completely revealed its form, its main entrance was suddenly opened.

Nearly a massive amount of transformed blood beasts poured out from behind the door, and the continuous sound of flapping wings was like a stormy sea.

Just in the blink of an eye, the three bodies were submerged in the ocean composed of transformed blood animals.

But at this moment, Taoist Huaiyue, who was able to fully exert his own strength, could almost kill these transformed blood animals as ordinary insects and ants.

It just bit the fingertips, and the yang energy in the mouth was just as hot.

This caused a large area of ​​transformed blood to dissipate, turning into a black mist and drifting away.

Xie Que also continued to use the energy and blood in his body to drive the murderous thoughts in the ghost-headed sword. Any blood creature that came within ten feet of it would instantly disappear and turn into smoke.

Although it seemed easy, Xie Que and Taoist Huaiyue began to feel heavier and heavier.

After all, this transformed Xuezi is, to put it bluntly, a watchdog-like existence.

The real threat comes from the Holy Spirit itself.

The four of them slaughtered all the way, and after killing an unknown number of transformed blood animals, they finally arrived in front of the palace.

This golden palace is not very big, its length and width are no more than a hundred feet.

The Frontier Gate can only accommodate two people passing through at the same time.

But even so, it was completely dark behind the door, and nothing could be seen.

Even if the soul probes into it, it can only get information from the void.

All the transformed blood beasts among them also rushed out, and at this moment, a dark mass was constantly surrounding them.

After Xie Que and Taoist Huaiyue looked at each other, they stepped directly behind the door of the hall without hesitation.

What came into view was not a mass of tombs.

Instead, it was a place of ruins and devastation.

It seems that there are traces left after a tragic battle. There are torn strips of monk's robes everywhere, floating in the air in the wind, and hanging on the Bodhi tree that has been withered for an unknown period of time.

Some monks' robes were soaked with blood.

Others were burned by fire.

This place seems to be a world of its own, and Xie Que can see the prosperity it once had.

The Yin Spirit Transformation Wind is blowing constantly, and the withered Bodhi tree branches are constantly swaying.

A Bodhisattva's dojo is now in such a state of decline.

Xie Que took a deep breath.

Now it seems that the cause of death of Fudo Mingwangzun may be because of such a war.

He could feel that the pressure on them in this small world was extremely strong.

One hundred percent of one's own destructive power is used in less than half of this.

No matter what kind of power he had in his body, it was suppressed to a limit.

But even under such circumstances, the world was still shattered.

It is conceivable that it must have been the Bodhisattva who personally worked with others to create such destructive power.

"Where's the exit?"

Taoist Huaiyue looked around and finally laid his eyes on Xie Que.

After all, this is a Buddhist world, and they are all people who have never practiced Buddhism.

In their eyes, Bi Jue was a talent who combined both Zen, Taoism and Tantric Buddhism.

Xie Que took a deep breath. It was undoubtedly extremely difficult to find an exit among the devastation.

But he could feel that there seemed to be a faint touch of pure and holy Buddha energy guiding him.

Xie Que hesitated for a while, but decided to trust his feelings.

After all, now the few of them can be regarded as competing for time with the God of Death.

I don’t know where the Holy Spirit is sealed in this world, and I don’t know if the Holy Spirit has woken up now.

The only way is to wait for others to find an exit before the Holy Spirit finds you.

Just when Xie Que was about to step out, he didn't expect it.

The Buddha energy in his consciousness suddenly moved.

Xie Que's heart suddenly jumped into his throat.

Then... could it be the Holy Spirit?

Suddenly, everyone's vision began to flicker.

The originally dim world fell into darkness for a moment, but returned to normal the next moment.

When several people could see clearly again, they found that the world was spinning.

The original ruins have disappeared.

What appeared in front of him was a dilapidated temple courtyard.

This place seemed to have been neglected for many years, and the ground was covered with layers of dust and fallen leaves.

Three feet away in front of Xie Que, there used to be a place where monks practiced and prayed, but now only dilapidated stone walls and crumbling Buddha statues remained.

Here, it is silent and quiet, but it is so quiet that people can't help but feel a sense of fear.

There is no hustle, bustle, or the rustle of fallen leaves in the breeze.

"Ta la..."

It was like a crisp sound of cloth shoes falling to the ground, but it made Xie Que's heartbeat begin to accelerate.

He took a deep breath, he had never been in such a situation.

And the most terrible thing is that this small world is isolated from the rest of the world, but the few of them are completely powerless in it.

"you……"

In the eyes of Xie Que and others, a slim and slender figure of a monk appeared.

The monk walked slowly, his figure leaving his own traces in the air.

There seems to be an indescribable sense of distortion, making people feel that the monk seems to be in another time and space.

His figure flows in the air, like ink marks in an ink painting, appearing and disappearing.

And turned everything around it into a blur of gray.

Seeing this, Taoist Huaiyue couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief, but he was still very vigilant.

He quietly sent a message to Xie Que: "It seems that there is no aura contaminated by the void."

Xie Que also felt a little nervous: "Perhaps his level is too high, and we can't tell even if he is completely corrupted by the void."

When Taoist Huaiyue heard this, a drop of sweat fell down.

Just standing here can make you lose control and twist...

He had no idea how powerful such a being was.

His figure stood in this dilapidated courtyard, and everything around him seemed to be pulled into a mysterious and profound world.

His existence is like a lonely silhouette, standing at the end of the world, untouchable by anyone, but everywhere.

"You came……"

The monk raised his hand and pointed forward.

The direction was clearly where Xie Que was.

When Taoist Huaiyue and the two saw this, they couldn't help but be stunned.

"Holy Spirit?" Xie Que asked tentatively?

But what Xie Que didn't expect was that the monk's next words would ring in their ears like thunder.

"The Holy Spirit is dead...even the last ray of thought has just died..." (End of Chapter)