Nightwatcher

Above the head of the Buddha statue, a big sun slowly rises.

In an instant, the heaven and earth were filled with pure and majestic Buddha light, and the whole world seemed to become a Buddha country.

The light of this round of great sun pierced the vortex in the sky, causing the clouds to disperse, stopping the dancing sandstorm, and the dust turned into molten lava and fell like rain.

As a result, the sky began to rain fire, and most of the fire rain turned into fly ash before it landed.

The scene is magnificent and spectacular.

Under the illumination of the Buddha's light, the Vajra Dharma phase "melts" quickly, from the skin to the flesh, and turns into fly ash inch by inch, and regenerates in an instant, repeating this process.

"Roar!"

Shenshu's angry and mournful roar shook the world.

Boom boom boom. The ground shook, and the gods and dharma figures strode forward in great strides, heading towards the great day.

He was not walking fast, each step seemed to be carrying a heavy load, and countless ashes fell from each step, and gradually, a row of black and oily footprints appeared on the ground.

He suffered unimaginable pain.

Nalan Tianlu closed his eyes, tears streaming down like rain:

"It is said that the Buddha has nine great Dharma appearances. Why can he only display the Dharma appearance of the Great Sun Tathagata? Is it because the seal is still there? It seems that the witch god cannot reveal such a powerful power.

"This shows that the degree to which the Buddha broke free from the seal is far better than that of the witch god. This is not good. It is difficult to kill Gala tree.

"Dari Tathagata Dharma Aspect can easily kill all super-grades under the half-step Valkyrie.

"Well, Shenshu has just reorganized his body, and his combat power is not at its peak. If he can get close to the Buddha, there may be hope. Otherwise, today's half-step martial god reappears in the world, but it is destined to be a flash in the pan."

Dafeng and Wan Yaoguo are trying to regain their heads, and Buddhism is also waiting for them to throw themselves into the trap.

"Now, it depends on who has more cards and stronger means. When two tigers fight, one must be injured. For our Witch God Sect, it is a good thing that we can make money without losing money."

Nalan Tianlu wiped away his tears, and performed the blood spirit technique to relieve the stinging pain in his eyes.

After Shenshu walked more than ten steps slowly and firmly, the frequency began to slow down. Every time he took a step, he needed to accumulate energy for a few seconds. The unimaginable high temperature burned his body, and what was even more terrifying was the Buddha power contained in it.

This force that exists at the microcosmic level penetrates into Shenshu's body, destroys his body cells, and disintegrates him as a living body and the most subtle structure in his genes.

Gradually, the dark vajra image burned out the skull, and the eye sockets were hollow, leaving only two balls of soul fire burning.

He hasn't taken a step for a long time.

The nine-tailed celestial fox gazed into the distance, her beautiful eyes were filled with tears, her eyebrows were tightly knitted, and she said urgently:

"This big day is much stronger than the previous one."

She shed tears not because Shenshu was in danger, but because she looked directly at the "scorching sun" and her eyeballs were stabbed by the Buddha's light, so she shed tears.

Asuro also burst into tears, and said in a deep voice:

"It's okay, we still have cards!"

Having said that, he was unavoidably anxious, not because he was worried about Shenshu. Shenshu had already returned to the half-step Martial God Realm, and even a super-rank would not want to kill Shenshu easily.

But the other party is a super product after all, even if there is a detailed plan, it is impossible to be foolproof.

Above Shenshu's head, a figure appeared with no clothes on.

The moment he appeared, the clothes were burned by the power of the Tathagata's Dharma image.

Li Miaozhen, Asura Nine-Tailed Sky Fox and other extraordinary people stood up one after another and stared at it. Although the tears rolled down and the eyeballs hurt unbearably, they still didn't want to miss any details.

This is the hole card that Asuro said. In their plan, the next step is the last resort.

Success and failure, in one fell swoop.

"Xu, Xu Qi'an?"

Nalan Tianlu, who was watching the battle from a distance, was taken aback for a moment, thinking that he was looking for death, no matter how powerful a first-rank martial artist is, he cannot continue to withstand the "roasting" of the Tathagata Dharma Buddha.

A half-step martial god is almost powerless, so he is just a first-rank martial artist?

But the next scene left Nalan Tianlu dumbfounded, Xu Qi'an, who was standing on top of Shenshu, was swallowed by Shenshu.

Although the radiance of the Great Sun Tathagata Dharma Image was too dazzling, he still saw this detail clearly.

Nalan Tianlu was right, but this was not devouring, but a short fusion.

In the field of first-rank martial arts, this is called "flesh body seizure", which fuses the target's flesh and blood and occupies the opponent's body.

It's just that it's different from Yuanshen seizing the house, flesh and blood seizing the house is not so cruel. The person who seizes the house can choose to hide and return the initiative to the host. You can also choose to coexist with the host and control your body at the same time.

After seizing the house, they can also forcibly separate by virtue of their control over their own flesh and blood.

This move can only be used by extremely high-level warriors. This is how Shenshu's right arm used to treat Xu Qi'an back then.

The only disadvantage of "Personal Seizement" is that vitality and physical strength can complement each other, but it is difficult to increase combat power and realm.

Because Shenshu is stronger than Xu Qi'an, it is backward compatible, and accommodating first-rank warriors cannot raise the upper limit of a half-step warrior.

After merging into Xu Qi'an, the jet-black vajra appearance changed at a speed visible to the naked eye, the red-hot skull grew blood and flesh again, and the flesh and blood in various parts of the body proliferated rapidly.

He obtained the power of Xu Qi'an, and also obtained the spirit of the undead tree.

The power of Dainichi Tathagata continuously melts the flesh and blood, but the regenerative ability keeps the two in a relative balance.

In the short term, it will be difficult for this round of big day to cause serious damage to Shenshu.

Boom, boom, boom. Finally, he walked in front of the Buddha, and the twenty-three arms of the jet-black dharma figure closed, holding the big sun above the Buddha's head.

Then, the last arm stretched out backwards, Xu Qi'an's voice echoed in the wilderness of the Western Regions:

"knife!"

The Confucian carving knife in Zhao Shou's hand roared out.

During the flight, it changed from a faint clear light to a light cluster like a meteor. The clear light surged, filling the universe with clean energy.

Rarely has this carving knife burst out with such a powerful force.

At this moment, it seems to be the real super-grade magic weapon.

Zhao Shou's eyes reflected Qinghui, and his mood was complicated for a while. He looked at the Nine-Tailed Sky Fox and said:

"Didn't you wonder why I opposed Xu Qi'an's summoning of Confucian saints and heroic souls?"

The nine-tailed celestial fox kept its eyes on the distance, with two clear tear marks on its fair and beautiful face, and said lightly:

"Summoning Confucian saints will cause irreparable damage to him."

Zhao Shou said 'hmm' and said slowly:

"The price of summoning Confucian saints is the backlash of the rules of heaven. In the unusual sense, the spirit of the flower god can be cured, but the backlash of the rules cannot be cured."

After a pause, he said:

"The Confucian Sage Carving Knife is in my hands, and it has always been dusty. Except for the two times when Wei Yuan and Jian Zheng summoned the Confucian Saint's heroic soul, it has never shown the mighty power of a super-grade magic weapon. Do you know why?"

Li Miaozhen and the others looked at each other and shook their heads.

Zhao Shoudao:

"Confucian saints are people with great luck, and they are also the people who have condensed the most vigorous luck throughout the ages."

Everyone understood instantly.

To truly exert the power of the Confucian sage carving knife, one must have great luck.

Although Zhao Shou followed Confucianism and Taoism, he buried the fields before, and now he is an official in the court, but his time is still too young to inspire the power of Confucian saints to carve knives.

"After the Hammer of Chaos enlightened him, Xu Ningyan has been able to freely control the fate of the country in his body." Zhao Shou said with a smile:

"Therefore, there is no need to summon Confucian saints and heroic souls."

While speaking, that clear light sent himself into Shenshu's palm.

Haoran's upright energy ran along the arms, covering the jet-black dharma, effectively resisting the burning of the Tathagata.

"Buddha!"

Shenshu roared angrily, and stabbed out with the Confucian sage carving knife in his hand.

On the wilderness of the Western Regions, a golden halo spread rapidly, like ripples, rippling hundreds of miles away.

It's like the prelude to a star exploding.

Immediately afterwards, a deafening muffled sound began to be heard, and accompanied by the suddenly expanding golden light, those golden lights shot in all directions like a stream of fire, and scattered into the distant wilderness.

Li Miaozhen and other extraordinary powerhouses have been far away from Alando, but they are still shocked by the collapsed power of the Great Sun Tathagata.

In desperation, Sun Xuanji endured the burning pain and teleported away with everyone.

After the violent and chaotic golden light dissipated, the pitch-black dharma became independent of the world. His twelve pairs of arms had been broken, and his chest and abdomen were almost blown through. Whether it was the wounds on the arms or the chest and abdomen, the flesh and blood squirmed, but it was difficult to heal.

And the vaguely outlined Buddha statue crumbled into a mass of meat again, stubbornly and slowly climbing along the pitch-black dharma phase, devouring him.

The pitch-black Faxiang slowly raised his foot, stomping on Roshan hard.

It looked like two exhausted wounded, relying on the support of hatred, struggling to crawl towards each other, trying to bite each other to death.

Nalan Tianlu who sneaked back saw this scene and suddenly felt "I can do it again".

But rationality allowed him to restrain his impulse and recognize himself.

At this time, a crack somewhere in the mountain of meat revealed three Bodhisattvas sitting cross-legged. Their breath was weak and they seemed to be in a bad state.

"Let's go!"

Xu Qi'an's voice came from within the pitch-black Faxiang.

Now leave, Buddha can't stop them.

The purpose of this trip has been achieved, and there is no point in staying and continuing to fight, because they cannot kill Buddha, and both he and Shenshu are extremely weak now.

There is also a second-grade Rain Master who is watching covetously.

The two-hundred-foot-high Faxiang walked away slowly, walking in the wilderness, and walked towards the distance.

Behind him is Alando who has turned into ruins, and above the ruins is the Buddha who is slowly wriggling, looking weak.

"Xu Qi'an can use the power of the Confucian saint's carving knife. The half-step martial god reappeared in the world, and the Buddha broke free from the seal far better than the witch god. The three Bodhisattvas are not dead, so it is not appropriate to take advantage of the fire and leave quietly."

Nalan Tianlu briefly summarized the information.

The first and second pieces of information are extremely important, which is equivalent to finding out one of Xu Qi'an's trump cards.

"Hey, it's ironic. The one who can really use the Confucian sage carving knife is not Chaofan from Yunlu Academy. It's a vulgar martial artist."

Nalan Tianlu sneered, then fell silent again.

Leaving aside the practice system, the person surnamed Xu is indeed qualified to use a carving knife.

Southern Xinjiang.

In the palace of the Wan Yao Empress, Li Miaozhen held hot tea in her hand and looked out of the palace frequently.

"They haven't separated yet? When will they recover?"

This is the third time she has asked the same question.

Two hours had passed since returning from the Western Regions to Southern Border.

After Xu Qi'an and Shenshu entered the sealed tower, they did not come out again, while Li Miaozhen and others temporarily stayed in Wanyao Mountain to recuperate.

Lying on her side on the soft bed, the silver-haired enchantress greeted everyone to have tea and drinks, her face was radiant, and she looked refreshed on happy occasions.

Jiao smiled and said:

"Don't worry, at their level, it will take some time to separate from each other, and Shenshu also has to fuse with the remnant soul in his head to restore himself to his peak. How can it be so fast."

Li Miaozhen snorted coldly.

In fact, she was afraid that Shenshu would suddenly go berserk and "eat" Xu Qi'an.

Peak warriors in the same field can plunder each other's blood.

In her opinion, Xu Ningyan is too risky.

An ally is not a real father, so how can he be so heartbroken?

"Master Dao, please say something."

Li Miaozhen sent a voice transmission to the head of the Dizong Dao.

Jinlian shook her head and said:

"Have you forgotten Xu Qi'an's national destiny?"

The National Luck has merged with Xu Qi'an, and it is difficult to get rid of non-warlock masters. If Shenshu wants to eat Xu Qi'an, he must refine Qi Luck. This half-step martial god obviously does not have this ability.

When Lan Lianhua thought about it, she felt that it made sense, and felt a lot more at ease.

Everyone chatted casually, Nine-Tailed Sky Fox turned the topic to the battle just now, looked around at the superpowers, and said:

"There seems to be something wrong with the Buddha?

"In the previous battle, except for the Dharma image of Da Ri Tathagata, he did not display other dharma images."

Priest Jinlian pondered and said:

"Perhaps the seal has not been completely released?"

Asuro shook his head:

"I'm sure that the seal of the Confucian saint has long since ceased to exist. Rather, after separating Shenshu, he lost part of his power, so he can only cast Dari Tathagata."

The silver-haired enchantress immediately denied the conjecture of her nominal brother, "But Shenshu only knows how to look like a vajra."

What about the power of other dharma forms?

Zhao Shou thought for a moment, then breathed out:

"I have two thoughts: First, when Jianzheng summoned the Confucian sage and heroic soul to destroy the Dharma image of the Great Sun Tathagata, he caused some kind of damage to the Buddha and damaged his combat power.

"Second, the Buddha is not the real Buddha, there is someone else."

After thinking about it, Zhong Chaofan felt that both of them might be very big.

With the ability to supervise the correct layout, it is very possible that he really saved a hand at the beginning to pave the way for today's battle.

As for the second guess, it depends on God.

Shenshu regained his integrity, and his memory was no longer incomplete. If you have any questions, you can get answers from him directly.

"Buddha, why did you become like that?" Li Miaozhen asked a question she had been curious about for a long time.

She was referring to the exaggerated and terrifying mountain of meat.

"Perhaps this is what He originally looked like." Zhao Shou gave a thoughtful and terrifying answer.

Asuro shook his head:

"I have never seen Buddha, but according to the legend of the Shura tribe, the Buddha is wearing a cassock and his whole body is cast like gold. He has a human form."

"But that might just be an incarnation, or an illusion," said the silver-haired enchantress.

In the case of incarnation and illusion, the cultivation level will not be too high. Zhao Shou looked at Asuro:

"What was King Shura's state back then?"

If King Shura was already a half-step martial god, or a first-rank powerhouse, it would be very difficult for the Buddha's incarnation to suppress him.

Asuro frowned, shook his head and explained:

"At that time, there was no division of ranks. When I was still in the womb, King Shura was suppressed and killed by the Buddha in Alando. The tribe only said that King Shura was an invincible powerhouse in the Western Regions.

"When Shenshu wakes up, just ask him."

Since Sun Xuanji didn't have a monkey around, he could only watch his companions discuss in a lonely way, unable to intervene.

There are ten thousand thoughts in his head, all kinds of flashes of inspiration, but his mouth can't keep up with his brain.

At this time, with a cool and demure demeanor and a graceful figure, like Qing Ji, a lady of every family, she walked into the hall with her skirt fluttering.

"My lord, Master Shenshu and Xu Yinluo have awakened."