Gou cultivates immortality in the wizarding world

Where the eyes of dying veterans and confused recruits gather,

I saw a golden Buddha sitting cross-legged on a golden lotus, standing over the battlefield.

The golden light from the Buddha dispersed the lingering clouds on the battlefield of Verdun, revealing the blue sky.

A bright beam of sunshine falls from the sky, complementing the golden Buddha, showing the majesty of the treasure.

Seeing the appearance of the Golden Buddha, bathed in the golden Buddha's light, whether they were new soldiers, veterans, or other nearby soldiers from the Western Regions, they all suddenly wanted to convert to Buddhism.

Some weak-minded soldiers from the Western Regions knelt directly on the ground, and under the influence of the Buddha's light, began to pray to the giant Buddha in the sky.

However, this seemingly peaceful and warm scene actually chilled the heart of the dying veteran:

"No, something's wrong, this is the other side's extraordinary power! It's a mind-affecting spell!"

To be able to survive on the meat grinder-like battlefield of Verdun until now, the dying veteran is a mage apprentice with some strength. In the meat grinder-like battle, he has seen many extraordinary enemies. ability.

The power of the golden Buddha in front of him reminded the veteran of a golden supernatural ability he had witnessed on the battlefield used by a bald alien race.

The golden light used by the bald aliens has extraordinary abilities. When it is gentle, it can shake the minds of others, make people feel good, and confuse people's hearts. When it is violent, it can be as indestructible as metal, and it can be as hot and explosive as flames.

Thinking of this, the veteran knew that this was the enemy's conspiracy, coupled with the horrific explosion just now.

The veteran felt that this should be the action of a strong man like the archmage on the opposite side!

"If a strong man like the Archmage takes action, we guys will really become ants. Their casual attacks are enough to wipe us out. We probably won't be able to escape! Forget it, after fighting for so long, I I'm tired, just wait to die." The veteran murmured in despair.

Sure enough, after a while, the golden Buddha in the sky made new movements.

I saw the golden Buddha holding the wisdom seal with his hand, and then recited an incomprehensible scripture. The substantive chanting sound turned into a substantive scripture, and densely packed like rain fell from the sky, falling on the Verdun area. To the west, where the troops of the Western Alliance are located.

"Great Purdue Sanskrit!"

Wherever the notes of the Sanskrit sutras passed by, each and every soldier from the Western Regions had the sutra notes poured into their brains. In just a few breaths, ordinary soldiers' minds would become chaotic under the influence of the sutra notes, and their eyes would glow with golden light. , stupidly followed the Lotus Buddha and recited the scriptures of the Great Purdue Sanskrit.

There are still some mage apprentices in the army of the Western Region Alliance, but they could not hold out for much longer under the attack of the ubiquitous Great Purdu Sanskrit Sound. Within a few minutes, they were immersed in the Great Purdu Sanskrit Sound, and their eyes were gleaming. , chanting scriptures blankly.

In a short time, the front line of the Western Region Alliance's position was infected by the scriptures of the Great Purdue Sanskrit. The soldiers on the position all made puppets of the Lotus Buddha and recited the Great Purdue Sanskrit together.

Under the chanting and blessing of these believers, the number of golden scriptures of the Great Purdue Sanskrit did not decrease but increased during the process of consuming the Purdue. It slowly gathered into a golden torrent and spread towards the rear of the Western Region Alliance's position.

This change shocked the commanders of the Western Region Alliance and secretly complained in their hearts.

With such a formation, it is obvious that the enemy is a powerful person on the same level as the Archmage. Once such a person takes action, the Verdun battlefield they have worked so hard to create according to the orders of the Archmages will soon turn around and move towards him. An undesirable scene develops.

"No, I can't sit still and wait for death. If I don't complete the tasks of the Archmage and the gods, my end may not be much better!"

Recalling the death orders issued by the Archmage and the gods before the war, the commanders of the Western Region Alliance quickly looked for countermeasures.

"Counterattack, dominate the vaporized troops, launch a counterattack to the forward position, we must not let the enemy break through our position, even if we die, we must drag the enemy on the battlefield of Verdun!"

The commander of the Western Region Alliance gritted his teeth and ordered.

Although the appearance of the Lotus Buddha caused panic among the troops of the Western Region Alliance, under the orders of the commander, the troops of the Western Region Alliance still launched a counterattack.

Even if the abbot of the Lotus Temple personally takes action, the speed of the Great Pudu Sanskrit Pudu Western Region Alliance army is limited. The wave of golden inscriptions of the Great Pudu Sanskrit is only advancing at a distance of tens of meters per second.

However, the battlefield of Verdun spanned dozens of miles, and before the Great Purdue Sanskrit of the Lotus Buddha arrived, steam cannons had been set up in the rear positions of the Western Alliance and began to bombard the Golden Buddha in the sky.

Steam weapons gave the commander of the Western Region Alliance a little bit of self-confidence. Even if he is a mortal, he will fight against the gods!

But the effect is not ideal. The gap between level three and ordinary people is wider than the gap between humans and dogs.

The roaring steam bombs blasted out, with a range of more than ten miles, without even touching the edge of the golden Buddha in the air, and could not pose any threat to the Lotus Buddha in the Lotus Temple.

Moreover, the free-falling metal shells hit the front position, only smashing all the Western Region soldiers who were bewitched by the Great Purdu Sanskrit Scriptures, and had no effect on the terrifying wave of Great Purdu Sanskrit Scriptures.

The steam cannon was ineffective, and the official mages in the Western Region Army also took action, either summoning an army of astral monsters, or projecting a mental labyrinth in an attempt to hinder the wave of the Great Purdue Sanskrit Scriptures.

However, these attack methods are simply scratching the itch of the Lotus Temple abbot, who is already at the third level. With the blessing of many enlightened soldiers from the Western Regions chanting sutras, the wave of scriptures in the Great Purdue Sanskrit has formed a scale.

Just relying on the little strength of these official mages cannot stop this mighty wave.

The astral monsters rush into the wave of scriptures. After a while, they will turn into stupid chanting boys like the soldiers from the Western Regions in the wave, numbly reciting the scriptures.

The mages communicated with the astral world, and the projected mental maze was like a bubble in the rolling wave of scriptures. The mantis acted like a chariot. It could not hold out for a few minutes before being submerged and eroded by the golden wave of scriptures, and it became the golden mental labyrinth hosted by the Lotus Temple.

The mental labyrinth was lost, and the official mages who fought back were unfortunately submerged in the wave of scriptures of the Great Purdue Sanskrit, and became stupid chanting boys, contributing their own strength to the rolling wave of scriptures.

Suddenly, in the Western Region Alliance's position, someone said something about running away.

Facing the unstoppable wave of Great Purdue Sanskrit scriptures, the morale of the Western Region Alliance army completely collapsed. The soldiers of the Western Regions who had not been overwhelmed by the wave of scriptures began to flee.

He can't be beaten, he can't hide, no one is a fool, and no one wants to become a stupid chanting boy.

Not only the ordinary soldiers of the Western Region Alliance, but also the high-ranking officers in the army also joined the fleeing team.

They are human beings, not mindless astral monsters, and they can be afraid.

Knowing that it was a dead end, they would not waste their lives like fools.

"Failed! I didn't expect everything to happen so quickly!"

Seeing the defeated Alliance army, the commander of the Alliance army was disheartened.

Is the combat ability of a strong man at the archmage level so terrifying?

The enemy's powerful men have all appeared on the battlefield. Where is our Archmage and God?

With doubts, the commander of the Western Region Alliance army wiped his neck with a knife. At this time, he had no way to survive. Even if he escaped back to the alliance's land, as a commander, he could not afford the defeat of the army. Responsibility.

It would be better to die.

"These great mages and gods from the Western Regions can really endure it! It's come to this point, and they don't have any sign of taking action yet!"

In the sky, the abbot of the Lotus Temple, who was sitting in the center of the golden Buddha and controlling the Great Purdue Sanskrit, looked at the one-sided situation on the battlefield below and cursed secretly.

After searching for the great mage and god of the Western Regions to no avail, the abbot of Lotus Temple volunteered to let him take action to end the war on the front line.

Since there is no strong person in the Western World, the nine sects are ready to attack with force, attack ordinary people, take the entire Western World into their pockets, and eliminate the enemy's foundation.

The daily practice of the nine sects requires a lot of resource support. Without the basic base, the great wizards and gods of the Western World will never be able to live a comfortable life hiding in the dark.

It's okay in the short term, but in the long run, the nine sects will search for resources to improve their strength, while the archmage and the alliance will only become weaker and weaker without resources to support them.

One will ebb and flow, and in the end, the great wizards and gods of the Western World will only become a joke.

Now the abbot of the Lotus Temple came out to show his holiness, reversed the situation on the battlefield of Verdun, and defeated the Western Region Alliance army in one fell swoop. However, to the surprise of the nine sects, the strong men of the Western Region Alliance refused to take action.

"Notice down, the army will attack, conquer the lost territory, and fight against the Western Alliance!"

Hiding in the dark, protecting the other eight sects hosted by Lotus Temple, seeing the current situation, they did not expect the strong men from the Western Regions to take action. Perhaps their planning was too obvious, which scared off the strong men from the Western Region Alliance, leaving them They didn't dare to take action rashly.

However, they immediately notified their own sect's army to launch an attack while the master of the Refining Temple was still showing off his power, to conquer the lost territory and march into the land of the Western Region Alliance.

The army was dispatched, and soon the abbot of Lotus Temple also gave up.

The wave of scriptures from the Great Purdue Sanskrit also rolled back from the position under the control of the abbot of Lotus Temple.

And those soldiers from the Western Regions who had just been saved by the Great Purdue Sanskrit Scripture also sacrificed their essence in a burst of roars. A golden light emerged from their bodies and merged into the golden wave of the Great Purdue Sanskrit Sound, strengthening the Great Purdue Sanskrit. The wave of Buddhist scriptures from Purdue Sanskrit became the material for the abbot of Lotus Temple to improve his strength.

When the wave of golden light faded, all that remained on the Western Region Alliance's position were mummies that had lost their vitality and had distorted faces.

These chanting boys who took refuge in the Buddha under the sound of the Great Purdue Sanskrit seemed not to be favored by the Buddha.

With the wave of golden light formed by the retraction of the scriptures, the abbot of the Lotus Temple seemed to have taken a big tonic, and his face was filled with red light. In this wave of attacks by the Great Purdue Sanskrit Sound, the abbot of the Lotus Temple also gained a lot of benefits despite his efforts. .

"Thank you fellow Taoists for your support!" the host of Lianhua Temple grinned.

He was a latecomer to inherit the spiritual realm of Lotus Temple again, and his cultivation was not comparable to that of the previous abbot of Lotus Temple. This rough robbery gave him an opportunity to make up for his foundation.

One attack killed at least tens of thousands of Western Region Alliance troops, including many experienced mage apprentices and formal mages.

These consumables are a great supplement to the abbot of Lotus Temple.

When the nine sects were struggling to find the strong men of the Western Alliance and were in trouble, deep in the star realm where the Verdun battlefield was located, bone altars stood on top of the gray star mist.

All the great mages and gods that the nine sects are looking for gather here.

More than a dozen people stood in front of the thirty-six bone altars, constantly pulling out confused souls from the surrounding astral mist and sending them into the thirty-six bone altars.

The thirty-six bone altars, nourished by the countless spiritual sacrifices, became whiter and whiter, exuding a frightening aura.

Suddenly, the expression of Ryan, the God of Steam and Mage in the field changed:

"Okay, okay! The nine powerful men in the outer domain finally couldn't help but take action. They ended the war on the battlefield of Verdun. Without this meat grinder-like battlefield, our collection of souls may be slower!"

Hearing Ryan's voice, others stopped what they were doing and looked at Ryan, waiting for his next words.

"However, after the sacrifice of three to four hundred thousand souls on the battlefield of Verdun, this altar has now been completed! It's time to give the foreign invaders a world-class shock!"

After listening to Ryan's words, Elio, who was undercover in the Western Alliance with his two sisters, inadvertently glanced at the thirty-six bone altars in the field.

This is the Thirty-Six Bones Altar since the Western Region Alliance launched the war. Many strong men from the Western Region Alliance have worked together to collect the souls who died after the war began and to sacrifice them.

According to the introduction of Ryan, the God of Steam and Mage, this is an altar formation that he accidentally found from historical books.

By sacrificing souls, the ancient demon gods hidden deep in the star realm of the Western World can be summoned from the Star Boundary of the Western World.

Even gods like Greda, Sulis and the others don’t know how long the star realm in the Western World has existed, and no gods have the ability to peer into the depths of the star realm.

In addition to the astral space closest to the surface world, through the mist of the astral realm, you can also see more astral spaces left over from history. These astral spaces full of historical charm are constantly sinking into the depths of the star realm.

The further you explore the depths of the star realm, the longer the traces of history in the star realm become.

The star realm seems to be a history book, slowly recording the history of the Western World from the surface to the depths.