Xilan Village.
Lu Yi fell into a very passive situation.
The treasure banner in the hands of Monk Mingxing emitted a bloody light and a fierce bloody flame, covering the sky and the earth, and enveloped Lu Yi and the entire Xilan City. Monk Mingxing's face was covered with blood, and the corners of his eyes were broken. He grinned strangely, looking more and more ferocious like a demon.
Suppression, total suppression.
Buddha's light surged around Lu Yi, protecting himself and the huge Xilan City below.
However, in terms of cultivation, Monk Mingxing was far superior to him. The seven-layer treasure tower in Monk Mingxing's hand was a rare Buddhist treasure. Although it had been contaminated by the evil Buddha's magic, its nature was still there and its power was extremely great.
Blood light and blood flames fell like the aurora and landed on the Buddha's light emitted by Lu Yi.
A thin ray of blood light fell, and it was as heavy as Mount Tai, smashing the Buddha's light emitted by Lu Yi and causing it to shake violently. His body couldn't help but vibrate, and his limbs and bones made a series of "crackling" sounds, as if he was being hit madly with a sledgehammer.
The terrible pressure caused all of Lu Yu's orifices to burst out red, blood mixed with a trace of true fire gushed out, and a black mist filled his eyes, with golden stars flashing. Lu Yu groaned, and the Buddha power in his body surged and burned. The layers of Buddha light were like lotus flowers blooming, layer by layer, continuously spreading and expanding to the sky.
The seven-layer treasure tower continued to crush.
In just a moment, the Buddha's light released by Lu Yi split into extremely fine cracks, accompanied by the piercing sound of glass shattering. Fierce blood flames continued to corrode inward along the cracks. Lu Yi felt cold all over, and in the 100,000 acupoints opened up in his body, there was actually a faint blood-colored flame lingering.
It was extremely cold, yet extremely hot, mixed with two completely opposite Buddha flames. Lu Yi's acupoints made a hissing sound, and severe pain came over him. His body seemed to be burned by flames, and a strange fire penetrated his flesh and skin, rising slowly from his body.
Monk Minghai was held in the mouth of the Tianlong Zen Staff, already on the verge of death. Seeing this, he could not help but scream wildly: "Brother, this thief bald man is not worth saving, just kill him and let him turn into ashes!"
Monk Mingxing smiled slightly and glanced at Monk Minghai from the side.
Such excellent material is not worth converting?
Wow, Monk Mingxing was too lazy to say anything more - such a stupid junior brother is a good junior brother!
The dull sound of explosions continued, and the Buddha light released by Lu Yi completely collapsed and dissipated. Even though he had the heaven-defying foundation of the Pure Land Buddha Fruit, his cultivation was still far inferior to that of Monk Mingxing, and the Heavenly Dragon Zen Staff was definitely no match for a treasure like the Seven-Layered Treasure Tower...
Blood flames and blood light fell down on his head, almost attaching to Lu Yi's body.
Beside Lu Yi, five old men roared together and attacked with all their might, stirring up a five-colored torrent that slammed fiercely into the blood light and flames in the sky.
The blood flame was intact, the seven-layer treasure tower was shaking slightly, the five masters vomited blood and fell from the air in a daze.
"Brother, please convert." Monk Mingxing stared at Lu Yi without blinking, and said with a smile: "You and I are from the same lineage of Pudu, and we have a great affinity with each other... I think you must be a brother of Master's in the past, who has been reincarnated after experiencing tribulations and is now reborn? Today, Junior Brother specially guides you to become Master's disciple again."
On the seven-layered pagoda, countless demonic shadows and ghost faces flickered. Those evil demonic shadows bared their teeth, made faces, and chanted mysterious and unpleasant scriptures.
The sound of chanting scriptures continued to drift in and out, Lu Yi's mind was shaking violently, and ripples appeared on the surface of the Golden Buddha of Soul. In each ripple, there seemed to be a distorted ghost face looming.
It is essentially the same source as the 'transcendent power' cultivated by Lu Yi, but the grade is countless levels lower. The blood-colored Buddha power has been contaminated by evil forces and is madly corroding Lu Yi's soul and golden Buddha.
Lu Yu only felt a sharp pain in his soul, as if countless tiny ants were biting him. Moreover, there were strange chanting sounds in his mind, which kept stirring his mind and stirred up huge waves.
The blood gushed out of the seven orifices faster and faster, and even the eyes between the eyebrows suddenly widened. Several tiny blood vessels in the corners of the eyes ruptured, and sticky golden plasma flowed out - the golden plasma suddenly turned into a glaring black and red, and then twisted and swayed into several tiny ghost faces that hung on Lu Yi's face and swayed around.
These tiny ghost faces were on the ground, in Xilan City. Ah Hu and the others only had to raise their heads, and from such a long distance, they were suddenly "forced to see clearly" them... The ghost faces were twisted and hideous in their eyes, and great fear came over them. Cold sweat kept pouring out from every pore of their bodies. Ah Hu and the others vomited blood and fell to the ground.
Countless dirty thoughts surged in my mind.
Ah Hu and a group of Tiger Lords, trying hard to resist the onslaught of evil thoughts, kept repeating the three words "Ming Ge'er" in their mouths.
But how could my sister-in-law and others have the concentration and character that Ah Hu and others have?
The moment they saw that small black ghost face and were infected by the twisted and evil thoughts, they subconsciously put their hands together, knelt on the ground, and began to chant the title of "Pudu Buddha" over and over again.
Lu Yu could only hold on with great difficulty.
Just as Lu Yi and the entire Xilan Village were about to be captured by Monk Mingxing, the towering tree beside Xilan City suddenly trembled violently.
It was visible to the naked eye that the ground near the giant tree was wriggling violently, as if countless giant pythons were shaking their bodies wildly underground.
The giant tree was huge, stretching for hundreds of thousands of miles, and almost occupied the entire Xilan Village small land mass. The roots were wriggling madly, and ominous prohibitions lit up among the roots. The vitality of the entire land mass was being plundered and devoured crazily.
The branches and leaves of the giant tree fell like a rainstorm. Every branch and every leaf was withered and yellow, dry as if it had been burned by fire. Countless branches and leaves fell from the sky, and just less than a hundred feet down, they turned into tiny wisps of light and were swallowed by the violently shaking trunk of the tree.
All vitality, all energy... not just the vitality and energy of the giant tree itself, but also the entire Xilanzhai small land mass.
Green mountains
Farmland and pastures were directly weathered into desert.
The originally moist and warm wind suddenly became hot and dry after flying close to the ground, as if a fresh and lovely little girl had turned into a hideous and ugly mummy, whipping the ground with a "rustling" sound.
In Xilan Village, countless people screamed and cried out in fear.
Boats of all sizes rose into the air in a panic from the ground, trying to avoid unknown risks without knowing why.
Many of the ships were so hasty when they took off that they collided with each other in mid-air, exploding into blinding and loud fires.
In just a few breaths, the entire Xilan Village was turned into a place of death by the giant tree transformed from this divine seed.
The flowers, plants and trees were drained and withered, the green mountains and clear waters were drained and yellowed, the fertile fields were drained and turned into dry gravel, and the small land mass that was originally full of vitality and quite refreshing at first glance was forcibly cracked with countless cracks of various sizes...
In those cracks, there was no water, no fire, no strong wind, no magma. It was cold and quiet, just like a mass grave in the middle of the night. There was not even a trace of fire or heat.
Lu Yi, Monk Mingxing, and countless others stared in amazement at the drastic changes in Xilan Village.
The great trees were crumbling, shrunken, and falling inward.
Tiny cracks kept appearing on the huge tree trunk. The originally huge tree trunk collapsed and withered rapidly bit by bit... Then, it turned into wisps of smoke without much heat that drifted away with the wind, and not even much residue was left.
In just a few breaths, the huge tree drained the entire Xilan Village, and the tree itself turned into a giant seed about three miles high, emitting an extremely strong golden-green divine light.
Complex and intricate forbidden patterns gushed out from the seed that was almost as clear as glass, and the majestic energy rolled inside the huge seed. The huge seed squirmed, accompanied by a low roar, and the seed directly liquefied from the solid state, turning into a crystal clear, plasma-like pure energy state.
The terrifying golden-green energy surged, accompanied by a high-pitched and sharp roar. The huge energy turned into countless large and small Dao patterns, which slowly opened up in all directions. The surrounding void was wriggling and trembling, and colorful starlight poured out from the constantly breaking void cracks, constantly injecting into the madly spreading Dao patterns.
Lu Yu stared at these Taoist patterns with wide eyes.
Space Dao pattern.
This is the materialized and concrete Dao pattern of space... After witnessing these Dao patterns with his own eyes, Lu Yi's comprehension and control of the Dao of Space is improving rapidly and madly.
An indescribably powerful spatial Dao rhythm surged in Lu Yi's mind, but all abnormalities were suppressed by the Taichu Huntong Pearl. All abnormalities were carefully contained in Lu Yi's body, without any leakage...
Lu Yu stared at the spreading space patterns intently. Countless mysteries rolled in his mind. His mastery and comprehension of the avenue of space instantly elevated to a level that ordinary people could not imagine.
According to Lu Yi's own perception, he could now casually fold and twist the void of billions of miles like a piece of paper with just a light stretch of his hand, and manipulate it into various shapes at will, and even collapse from a high dimension to a low dimension, or jump from a low dimension to a high dimension...
And in this constant collapse and leap, all kinds of incredible miracles will be born.
Even facing the powerful monk Mingxing and the incredibly strong Seven-Layered Treasure Pagoda in his hand, some bizarre ideas popped up in Lu Yi's mind... It seemed that he was not without a chance of fighting!
Although in terms of cultivation, Lu Yi is far inferior to Monk Mingxing.
But if the avenue that one controls is strong enough, and the degree of mastery is high enough, it seems that it is not impossible to turn the weak into the extremely strong, and to reverse the situation with great strength?
Just when Lu Yi was eager to try, the ball of golden-green energy that was becoming more and more powerful and more and more terrifying suddenly exploded... Such a huge amount of energy suddenly disappeared, and in its place were dozens of huge warships that were hundreds of miles long!
"The breath of evil !" A deep, slightly hoarse voice sounded: "Kill them all! Leave no one alive!"