Immortal Immortal

The giant Buddha spirit root was squirming, trying its best to absorb the spiritual energy of the great sun. As a result, a tornado appeared in the secret realm, and the spiritual energy was swallowed up by a whale.

A voice of unknown origin suddenly sighed to itself, echoing continuously in the secret realm.

"The relics have souls and treasures, and there is no road to the elixir ladder to the Yaotai."

Taoist Guhuang did not speak, but the murderous intent revealed in his eyes was very decisive, and his whole body exuded an aura that was like substance.

He noticed that the giant Buddha spirit root was unable to replenish the spiritual energy of the sun, causing its body to show signs of shrinkage and decay.

Sword refining does not advance but retreats.

Clang Clang Clang.

The sword array in mid-air seemed to have noticed the stagnation of the giant Buddha's spirit root. Driven by instinct after the death of Elder Luohuo, they all fell towards the giant Buddha's spirit root, and were slowly absorbed by the latter.

At this moment.

The tornado that plundered the spiritual energy of the sun intensified, directly occupying 60% of the spiritual energy.

The swords screamed one after another, and even the elder Luohuo plunged into the giant Buddha spirit root to ensure that the sword refining would not die prematurely.

Elder Luo Huo was unconscious for a long time and just kept paranoid about the matter of sword refining.

The strange phenomenon of elixir formation then appeared.

Hundreds of phantoms of Buddha are looming around the dragon scroll, with lifelike expressions, all showing compassion for all living beings.

However, what is slightly weird is that the phantom of the Buddha has four heads and eight arms, his body is covered with horrible deformities and sarcomas, and his head is emitting seven-color phosphorescence.

They chanted scriptures, and for a while the secret realm seemed to be the Western Paradise.

Even if the giant Buddha spirit root swallowed tens of thousands of flying swords, it still couldn't defeat the elixir-forming phenomenon, and the two gradually fell into a stalemate.

Causing the clouds and mist to billow.

Before the monks could react, the vision only appeared for a few breaths and then suddenly intensified.

The densely packed shadows of believers are revealed, and the characteristics of the monks can be seen, which may be like flesh and blood organs; some may resemble beasts or birds; or they may be composed of gratuitous vegetation, indescribable...

It doesn't feel like some kind of elixir-forming vision, it's clearly the Buddha's coming into the world.

Not to mention the White Bone Cult, even the Yuanying monks who survived in the secret realm couldn't understand it, and their eyes couldn't help but be filled with indescribable expressions.

"Energy formation? Why..."

Old Heguo's remaining head couldn't help but tremble. If he really advanced to the Dan Formation stage, why would his Nascent Soul feel threatened?

"Could it be the flawless golden elixir? I heard that only the Ziqi sect can do it today. I don't know if it's true or not."

Taoist Bingyou laughed out of control, and asked slightly: "The flawless golden elixir cannot reach this level, maybe a Buddha really came to the secret realm, haha, I am not crazy, am I?"

He couldn't help but look around. The monks maintaining the magic circle had shocked expressions, and they were obviously doubting the authenticity of the alchemy phenomenon.

All the monks had seen the formation of pills, so the moment they sensed the aura, they immediately confirmed that it was the formation of pills.

The issue is……

In the secret realm of the mantra, which is full of dangers, it makes no sense that someone would form an elixir here.

As time passed, the monks began to doubt their own judgment, but one thing was certain, they must stay away from the vision.

From the corner of their eyes, they looked at the only remaining shrine in the city, and they all felt a little moved by each other.

Taoist Guhuang crushed his finger bones and paid no attention to the prying eyes of the Yuanying monks. His eyes were fixed on the many phantoms of the Buddha who were reciting sutras.

If nothing else, the source of the vision must be related to the out-of-control flesh column, which caused the Bone Sect to lose thousands of years of accumulation of elixirs.

"Find out the rat problem and don't let Xiao Xiao affect our sword refining."

"time is limited."

The Bone Desolate Taoist sent a message to contact his colleagues, and then closed his eyes to communicate. The efficiency of the giant Buddha's spirit root in absorbing spiritual energy gradually increased.

He is not afraid of Wu Zang Sword.

In fact, since they want to intervene in sword refining, the White Bone Sect has already laid out all aspects, and the demon cultivators have already lurked inside the Wu Zang Sword.

Just after Elder Liuhuo contacted the mountain gate, the White Bone Sect had already slaughtered all the Wuzang Swords.

The Wu Zang Sword concentrated its main power in the Secret Realm of Mantra, and most of the other Nascent Soul monks were sick in body and soul, leaving the mountain gate empty.

Taoist Guhuang's eyes flashed.

It is estimated that the Tianjian Sect has already learned about the destruction of Wuzang Sword. With the character of the sword cultivator, there will definitely be disciples from the inner sect coming to the secret realm.

They must complete the sword refining before the Heavenly Sword Sect comes, otherwise...

Taoist Guhuang's face turned extremely gloomy when he thought of this. It was the first time he felt so aggrieved since planning the Secret Realm of Mantra.

"No matter who you are, you must die."

He secretly wondered in his heart who could seize food from the tiger's mouth under the nose of the Bone Sect.

"Qingshan from the Sihai Chamber of Commerce?"

"Impossible. Although that person's strength far exceeds that of the same realm, he did not master the Shingon sect's techniques before entering the secret realm."

"In just a few years, it is really impossible to go from getting started to forming an elixir. Moreover, it is necessary to create a flawless golden elixir with a strong foundation."

The Bone Desolate Taoist relies on his magic to recognize the appearance of bones and can tell that the breath is the strange phenomenon of elixir formation.

He couldn't believe that someone could form a flawless golden elixir based on such difficult training as the Seven Treasures Sutra.

Moreover, the skills mastered by the people behind the scenes do not seem to praise the Seven Treasures Sutra.

However, no matter how detailed the information is, Taoist Guhuang cannot see it clearly. The role of bone recognition is limited, and there are even existences that he cannot see through.

For example...the Supreme Blue Sky you will encounter when you become enlightened.

"Brother, we found a rat infestation."

Taoist Bone Desolate Immediately received a message that a White Bone Demon Cultivator, relying on a magic weapon, had locked onto the source of the vision deep underground.

"Whether we want to take action directly, the noise may be bigger, but..."

"etc."

Taoist Guhuang shook his head slightly and said, "If something goes wrong, there must be a demon."

"He is using the alchemy phenomenon to disrupt the situation. No one knows what the situation is. If he interrupts rashly, he may turn an army against him."

It's not that Guhuang Taoist is suspicious, it's mainly that the elixir formation phenomena are weird everywhere.

"Block the spiritual energy of the great sun. Well, control the clone of the Thirteen Immortals. This thing should be the opponent's support and lure him out."

"good."

The White Bone Demonic Cultivators then took action, and there was no sign that they had been severely injured by the Heavenly Sword Sect. There were fifteen of them alone.

It can be seen that they have relied on the resources of the Mantra Secret Realm to develop for hundreds of years, and their scale of power is not what it used to be. A skinny camel is bigger than a horse.

The Bone Demon Cultivator threw out skeletons one after another and arranged a magic circle to isolate the spiritual energy.

At the same time, the spine is tied up to the meat column.

When the White Bone Sect was refining the sword, the giant Buddha spirit root stabilized, and the rotten brain tissue gradually healed, allowing the sword energy to be nurtured.

The secret realm became deathly silent, and was filled with oppression.

After a while, the vision of forming a pill disappeared.

The Bone Demon Cultivator looked at each other in confusion, hesitated for a moment before releasing his magic weapon, and stabbed the rib-shaped spears deep into the ground.

Bang bang.

After a few muffled sounds, nothing as expected happened.

The source of the vision turned out to be empty. The monk hiding in the dark was nowhere to be seen, as if he had never existed at all.

"try to find."

Six white-bone demon cultivators are responsible for protecting the giant Buddha spirit root, two are guarding the flesh pillars, and the remaining demon cultivators disperse to the secret realm to search for Li Mo.

Taoist Guhuang became more and more impatient.

The unknown existence is like a lump in the throat. Although it is clearly invisible, it feels like it is everywhere.

"In recent years, the White Bone Sect has probably not offended any forces. Instead, it has used the Initiation Society to spread its wealth and bribe many small forces."

Taoist Guhuang couldn't figure it out and pondered over and over again his behavior over the past hundred years.

"The Wusheng Cult? Thirteen Immortals?"

Only taking away the clones of the Thirteen Immortals from his hometown in the vacuum was slightly abrupt, but he also believed that it was impossible for Taishang Qingtian to come to the Secret Realm of Mantra.

While Guhuang Taoist was thinking, his eyes glanced at the pillar of flesh.

His pupils shrank, and he noticed that a figure had appeared next to the pillar of flesh. It turned out to be a white-haired old man with a smile on his face.

The spiritual power of the sun enveloped the old man, making him feel like a fish in water in the secret realm, and the aura was so restrained that it was difficult to detect.

"not good……"

As soon as the Bone Wasteland Taoist reminded the White Bone Demon Cultivators in the town, the old man turned to look at his own niche and nodded slightly.

"The Skeleton Cult, right?"

The old man's body expanded rapidly and turned into a head of over seventy meters.

"Aoyama!!!"

The old man Guhuang murmured to himself, and the other monks also recognized the old man's identity.

The strange and inexplicable deformation into beasts brought a real sense of oppression, and a ferocious smile appeared on the corner of the mouth, suffocating the two bone demon cultivators.

There is a clear difference between the ghost tiger and the tattooed beast that Li Mo deliberately summoned with the spiritual power of the sun.

The ghost tiger has a large number of gorgeous patterns all over its body, and its teeth and claws are made of gold, making it more like an auspicious beast under the Buddha's throne.

There are corresponding differences in the aberration of the beast. The dark skin is covered with golden Buddhist inscriptions, and the spiritual power of the sun bursts out from the vertical eyes between the eyebrows.

Li Mo looked down from top to bottom. The white-bone demon cultivator guarding the meat pillar had a look of horror on his face.

Due to the suppression of the Mantra Secret Realm, the Nascent Soul in the body of the White Bone Demonic Cultivator was somewhat out of control, and it was inevitable that he would give up when facing Li Mo.

"you dare……"

Li Mo clasped his hands together.

boom.

The Great Sun's spiritual power swept across the waves, turning into golden waves and heading in all directions.

Li Mo raised his brows. He had to say that even if the Great Sun's spiritual power was in the elixir-formation stage and the flawless golden elixir was condensed, it was still not very powerful.

But it was too loud.

Li Mo bent down and looked at the two of them, and said in a deep voice: "Amitabha, do the two demon sect benefactors know that this thing is destined to me?"

The two white-bone demon cultivators realized that their fellow disciples were too far away from them. They let out a desperate scream, and stabbed at Li Mo with their ribs separated.

Li Mo slapped the ground with his palm and disappeared directly.

The Bone Demon Xiu's body sank.

He raised his head in disbelief. Li Mo actually had a terrifying body hanging seventy meters upside down, with his index finger pointing at his shoulder for support.

The Nascent Soul cultivator seemed to be carrying the mountains on his back, trying to make himself move.

The index finger accumulates strength.

boom.

The White Bone Demon Cultivator's spine was broken, and the shattered bones were re-solidified into the Nascent Soul trapped in the body under the action of cancer cells.

Another demon cultivator immediately lost his courage and made an unexpected move.

The demon cultivator abandoned the skeleton containing the Nascent Soul, rolled his head in the opposite direction, and murmured to himself: "It's the Buddha who came to the world!"

Li Mo didn't bother to pay attention.

He pinched the most valuable body and threw it into the distorted crack in his palm.

"The Bone Cult, why don't we discuss how to distribute the benefits from the secret realm?"

While Li Mo was talking, he had already arrived at the 100-meter-high meat pillar.