Chapter 454 Weapon Spirit and Memory

Chapter 454 Weapon Spirit and Memory

Xie Que lowered his gaze.

The source of that sound is not void, let alone somewhere else.

But it comes from A Zhi.

A distortion that even Ah Zhi himself was not aware of suddenly spread throughout his body.

The two pupils that were originally clear became chaotic at this moment, like a broken world, disordered and chaotic.

The whites of his eyes suddenly began to shrink, and the pupils exploded completely in the next moment, with blood shining in them, carrying an unspeakable madness and violence.

His pupils were no longer calm, but were like a sea of ​​blood boiling, with a strong smell of blood exuding from the red blood.

"Hurry...run away..." There was a hint of despair and helplessness in his words. This seemed to be his last struggle and cry.

He raised his hand, but then dropped it weakly. The ghost-headed sword he held tightly in his hand had slipped from his hand.

Using his last strength, Ah Zhi kicked out one of his kicks and landed at Xie Que's feet.

His movements seemed so difficult, as if he had exhausted all his strength.

The next moment, Ah Zhi's face was completely replaced by ferociousness and extreme madness.

His body began to tremble, and his muscles tensed, as if he might explode at any moment.

A low growl came from his throat, his voice filled with pain and struggle.

A strong smell of blood began to surround his body.

Countless malices swarmed in, and now they all filled up Azhi's body.

Along with the painful roar, Azhi's body suddenly erupted with a deafening explosion, as if there were thousands of beasts roaring in unison within his body.

The next moment, his body turned into a huge monster, lying on all fours, looking particularly ferocious in the dim environment.

His head became extremely large, occupying almost 80% of the entire body, and his eyes flashed with fierce light, as if he wanted to devour all living creatures.

And in the monster's mouth, the original tongue had turned into a thick and sharp drill, which seemed to be able to penetrate all obstacles.

At this moment, his body was no longer under control, as if driven by endless malice and anger.

"town!"

Xie Que's expression remained unchanged, he just opened his mouth and spat out, and a stream of pure holy Buddha energy suddenly rose into the sky, and instantly landed on the forehead of A Zhi, who had turned into a monster.

Ah Zhi's complexion suddenly softened. Although he was still in the monster form, he had lost that crazy aura.

"Was it just a moment to be corrupted by the void..."

All these things just happened in a flash of lightning. Before Taoist Huaiyue had time to take action, A Zhi was suppressed by Xie Que.

He felt the breath on A Zhi's body, and his tone was a little complicated.

Xie Que shook his head: "It's not the corruption of the void."

Taoist Huaiyue also felt carefully again that the specious aura did not come from the void.

Instead, it is connected to the tripod above the head.

Xie Que breathed out a breath. He glanced at the Holy Spirit recorded in the Death Judgment Diagram in his mind, which had now also appeared as an entry.

Born towards death: Golden entry, when falling into a near-death state, the strength will be increased to ten times that of the heyday.

Xie Que took a deep breath. This entry usually seems useless, but if it really works, it can be a magic weapon to turn the tables.

Xie Que raised his head and looked at the cauldron above his head. He had already noticed it.

This cauldron appears to be surrendered by the Holy Spirit, but it is not.

Among them, the spirit of the weapon has already developed spiritual wisdom, and according to the orders of its master, it secretly completes the nine reincarnations, which also allows its own body to be smelted into perfection.

Not only the Holy Spirit, but also Ah Zhi are just chess pieces controlled by the secondary weapon spirit.

Just now, that weapon spirit secretly controlled A Zhi's body.

Xie Que narrowed his eyes and looked at the giant cauldron in the sky.

The weapon spirit itself does not have much combat power, but its ability to control this cauldron is its biggest trump card.

Although my strength now is as strong as the sky compared to before.

But it is still very difficult to conquer this cauldron.

After all, this cauldron was made from the remnant soul of Mahamoggallana Buddha and the dead holy spirit of Mingwangzun Bodhisattva, both of whom reincarnated for nine lives.

Although these two are not the true reincarnations of the Buddha.

But it also has an inseparable relationship with these two gods and Buddhas.

The Holy Spirit in its heyday alone was much more powerful than ordinary gods and Buddhas.

At least compared to Xie Que now, his strength is not inferior.

According to what Ah Zhi said.

After the death of Mahamoggallana Buddha, the remaining soul turned into a monk.

Holding this ghost-headed sword, it is called "Killing Life".

He also slaughtered 30 million living beings and condensed his murderous energy to suppress the Holy Spirit.

Not only that, this killing sword combined with the Tathagata's Immortal Body can double the strength.

If he could cultivate the Tathagata's Indestructible Holy Body to great perfection, he would also be able to achieve this level of strength.

But time waits for no one, when their strength is not even strong.

He was plotted by the spirit of the cauldron and plundered here.

The next moment, endless Buddhist fire erupted from the surface of Xie Que's body again, tightly wrapping the entire sky.

The flames were like living creatures, scorching hot and violent, wrapping tightly around the entire tripod body.

Xie Que planned to forcibly refine the cauldron.

It seemed that after a brief hesitation, the spirit in the cauldron decided to temporarily let go of its control over A Zhi's body, and instead turned the cauldron upside down, forming a huge space and covering Xie Que within it.

At this time, Xie Que's body began to gradually grow larger.

The cauldron did not show weakness, and the body of the cauldron began to grow in size.

As Xie Que continued to grow, so did the cauldron. The fire and the cauldron collided with each other, making a roaring sound, as if they were the only two people left in the world.

As the two continued to compete with each other, Xie Que's figure quickly broke through the sky.

Because the cauldron was not yet perfect, it changed much more slowly under the control of the weapon spirit.

Looking at all this, Xie Que had a smile on his face.

He suddenly grabbed the mouth of the tripod with both hands, and crazily injected the Buddhist energy in his body and his own thoughts into it.

"Do you know... who is my lord?" The voice of the weapon spirit became angry at this moment.

"How dare you plunder my lord's treasure..."

Xie Que sneered: "Could it be the Buddha?"

"I'm only afraid of the Buddha. Go and call him here."

The weapon spirit was shocked and speechless by Xie Que's arrogance.

The person standing behind him is not a Buddha, but he is still a famous person among gods and Buddhas.

Encircled by the sky full of blazing fire and magnetic energy, even if this weapon spirit controls the cauldron, it is still difficult to escape.

Because the cauldron itself was not perfect, it had only relied on the power of the Holy Spirit before.

Now he is the only one left, and he has become a turtle in the urn.

It's just that it's extremely difficult for Xie Que to refine it.

Fortunately, this cauldron was set up in advance by its owner.

If it were not the Holy Spirit, or someone who had cultivated the Tathagata's Indestructible Holy Body, it would be difficult to refine this cauldron, no matter how powerful it was.

But the problem is that Xie Quekan broke the secret of the killing knife and practiced the Tathagata's Indestructible Holy Body to a state that is almost unprecedented and unprecedented.

The Buddha's energy seeped into the cauldron in an instant.

The weapon suddenly made my hair stand on end.

At this moment, Xie Que was also surprised to find that the weapon spirit was actually forged from the true spirit.

I thought it would take some effort to refine it, but now it takes no effort at all.

No matter how strong this weapon spirit is, it cannot resist the attraction of the Death Trial Diagram at this moment.

In just an instant, he was included in the death trial chart by Xie Que.

Twisted Flesh: Golden entry, you can ignore the invasion from the void, but you can actively choose to absorb the power of the void.

When Xie Que saw this, his eyes suddenly lit up.

Although this entry does not play a direct role in improving combat effectiveness.

But in fact, it may be more useful than some golden entries.

In particular, Xie Que knew that the world was being invaded by the void pervasively at this moment, and the sense of crisis that could be corrupted and distorted by the void at any time filled his heart like a shadow.

And this entry also solves the threat that he may be corrupted by the power of the void.

It’s just the cauldron in front of me...

Xie Que thought about it, and after his own strength penetrated it.

It was like a drop of water flowing into the ocean, barely making any waves.

If he wanted to refine it, Xie Que estimated that even he would need tens of thousands of years.

He took a deep breath, and after some hesitation, he chose to look at the memory of the weapon spirit before making any plans.

Due to the death of the weapon spirit, Ah Zhi's body gradually returned to normal.

However, the cauldron was still floating in the air, spinning continuously, and Xie Que didn't know how to stop it.

He landed on the ground, sighed, and said to Taoist Huaiyue: "Brother Taoist, please protect me."

Xie Que didn't explain too much, and Taoist Huaiyue didn't ask any more questions.

The two of them have a great understanding.

After all, Taoist Huaiyue knew that the person in front of him was most likely the Buddha in heaven.

Then there may be a solution to this cauldron.

Xie Que sat cross-legged on the ground and slowly closed his eyes.

He could feel that the memory of this weapon spirit was not simple.

Without spending any of his divinity, Xie Que's eyes began to fill with mist.

The next moment, Xie Que felt a burst of light shine.

He opened his eyes, a little surprised.

The sea of ​​clouds is billowing above the ground, which is caused by the spiritual energy almost solidifying into a solid body.

Even so, Xie Que felt as if he were stepping on the earth, solid and stable.

But what shocked Xie Que the most was the terrifying spiritual energy that was so rich that it couldn't be more intense.

Even Maha City, which is said to have the richest spiritual energy in the Reincarnation Path, is nothing here, and is not even as rich as one percent of the spiritual energy in it.

This rich spiritual energy can penetrate into every cell of a person, making people feel the vigorous power of life.

Even a pig can reach the Sixth Level of Venerableness by practicing in this world.

Suddenly, a solemn array of countless divine soldiers wearing golden armor, like heavenly soldiers and generals, stepped from the sea of ​​clouds in the distance.

Wearing golden armor, they looked majestic and intimidating, like gods descending from heaven.

"This memory...there seems to be something wrong with the perspective..."

Xie Que frowned. Unlike before, this memory seemed to give him an extremely free perspective.

It seems that he is letting himself explore this world at will.

He made up his mind and decided to explore first.

Those golden-armored divine soldiers walked past Xie Que and continued walking forward.

Xie Que took a rough look and found that there were about three thousand of these golden-armored divine soldiers, and each of them exuded a divine aura.

"These... are all the Seventh Realm?"

Xie Que was a little unbelievable.

Thinking of the richness of spiritual energy in the world here, Xie Que also had an idea.

"skyline?"

He followed the path of those golden-armored divine soldiers and kept following them.

Suddenly, Xie Que was stunned again.

In the center of these golden armored weapons, there were actually eight monks wearing cassocks.

They were dressed in rags and looked like ascetics.

But the most surprising thing is that these eight monks are carrying a coffin at this moment.

But the coffin stood out among them.

The coffin was as dark as night, and people couldn't help but guess what kind of sacred thing it contained.

Looking carefully, Xie Que found that the expressions of these eight monks were solemn and not sad.

As they continued to move forward, some broken buildings occasionally appeared around them.

The buildings have been changed beyond recognition, but the remaining skeletons show that these buildings must have been glorious in their prosperity.

However, now, they are withered and dilapidated, as if they are telling a tragic history.

Under the leadership of these eight monks, Xie Que walked between these dilapidated buildings, which further confirmed his guess that this place was the heaven.

Xie Que kept walking, and he didn't know how long he walked or how many miles he walked.

They finally stopped trekking in front of a beautiful mountain surrounded by mountains and rivers.

The mountains in front of us are layer upon layer, shrouded in clouds and mist.

On the mountainside, there stands a magnificent temple. Bathed in purple clouds, it is resplendent and looks particularly eye-catching.

The temple is surrounded by green mountains and green waters, with lush pines and cypresses.

In front of the temple, the gurgling river is like a curved bow, forming a beautiful landscape.

At the foot, the continuous mountains are like giant dragons winding and circling, contrasting with the mountains and rivers.

Along the way, this temple was the only complete building that Xie Que had seen.

After walking through the winding stone steps and crossing the ancient lintels, Xie Que arrived at the main hall of the temple.

But in front of the temple at the foot of the mountain, Xie Que had never found a beautiful archway, let alone learned the exact ownership of the temple.

This temple is majestic and majestic, and it is definitely not a place that ordinary gods and Buddhas can occupy.

These golden armored soldiers and monks walked directly to the temple on the mountain without stopping.

Their array was upright and the atmosphere was solemn.

Along the way, Xie Que never saw them stop or say a word.

When we reached the mountain, it seemed that there was still no one.

But there are various Buddha statues among them, all made of white jade, so lifelike that Xie Que can even feel the subtlety of Buddhism from them.

These Buddha statues are sitting in groups on top of the treasure hall, as if there is a Buddha preaching in the hall.

When these golden armored soldiers arrived in front of the palace, they stopped.

The eight monks continued to carry the coffin without saying a word and placed it in the center of the hall.

The next moment, the coffin lid flew out with a bang and fell to the side, knocking the white jade statue of Crouching Tiger Arhat flying out.

All the wooden boards around it fell off at this moment.

Xie Que looked at the scene and felt it was absurd and unreasonable.

At this moment, there is no person or living thing in this coffin.

But a blur of flesh and blood.