An evolutionary game starting from Suolongjing.

Chapter 146 The fortress is always breached from the inside first (subscription required)
The sea of ​​fire gathered.

Layers of flame waves were intertwined, condensing into fire snakes full of sharp teeth and rushing out.

Collide with the spell.

"boom!"

There was a violent roar in the air, and sparks flew!

Immediately afterwards, a violent air current burst out, sweeping all directions.

At the core of the explosion, the surface of the mantra facing the impact of the fire snake rippled like water waves, and a little black mist drifted out from it, turning into hideous animal heads.

There was a remnant soul that looked like a centipede. After breaking free from the shackles of the spell, it flew towards Zhang Ke with its teeth and claws in the air. Its eyes were as clear as red crystals, full of madness and desire for destruction.

There was also a scorpion with a pair of mutilated limbs, which landed on the dome of the palace, raised the barb on its back, waved it towards Zhang Ke, and spit poisonous juice.
However, they haven't waited for them to come into contact with Zhang Ke.

The fire snakes scattered around wrapped around it, and the body of the snake slowly tightened, strangled these monsters with teeth and claws little by little, and then swallowed the black mist escaping from these monsters, swallowed them into their stomachs, and with the help of real fire, its melting.

On the surface of the spell, where the black mist billowed, there were more animal heads. Human heads struggled and roared on the surface of the spell, but they still failed to break free from the shackles.

After a while, the turbulent mantra had stabilized again, and those hideous animal heads were reluctantly covered under the mantra again. But in the process, Zhang Ke noticed that in the mantra There are strands of golden threads in the core, arranged like a spider web.

It was these silk threads that glued together the spell that was about to collapse after being struck by the fire snake.

These golden threads are nothing but the manifestation of the national destiny of Western Turks.

Demon remnants, resentment, hatred, etc. are originally evil thoughts and chaotic things. If they are combined with the national destiny that represents the order of a country, it is considered luck that the ancestral grave is smoked if it is not directly blown up.

Then kneading into this spell, Zhang Ke is really hard to understand.

No, it's not entirely impossible.

With the current state of Western Turkic trees falling and hozen scattered.

As the manifestation of a country's power, the country's destiny is like an old man who has been lying on a sickbed and dying.

Even if he knew that someone was calculating his family property, or even attacking him, he was powerless to resist.

Otherwise, if you change your target, even if you randomly find a small city-state in the Western Regions, even if Mingjiao is currently the state religion.

Play like Mani Buddha.

Before the spell was formed, the backlash from Guochao arrived early.

It would be easy to knock it off the altar, even going back to its own body, and it would double the sins of this country on it.

Even if the kingdom falls.

As long as there is a remnant of the original blood, this sin still has to be borne.

It is not casual to talk about the sect of a country and the same break with the country.

Although I don't know what method Mani Buddha used to suppress the backlash that the Western Turkic national destiny should have had, but as the supreme god of the state religion, it is impossible for him to commit such evil deeds unscathed.

While the text of the mantra was still under the restraint of the fire snake, it was squirming towards Zhang Ke at a slow speed.

A mantra has already been imprinted on its body first, from an ink stain that first appeared on the clothes, to a copy of the entire mantra imprinted on its body, after which the mantra continued to spread around.

Before even touching Zhang Ke's hairs, he had already damaged himself by eight hundred.

Seeing this, the Buddha frowned, but he didn't say anything.

Not long ago, it was canonized by the Turkic king, and it became the state religion of Western Turkic.

Although it has not yet enjoyed the benefits of the national fortune bonus, this is not the reason for it to infringe on the national fortune.

Of course, this is the truth, but the anger is also true.

The land is lost, the authority is displaced, and the hearts of the people are scattered.

It's all turned into this mess, that's all it needs to be destroyed, what's the point of struggling.

Well, even if you Turks don't believe in fate.

Then why pull it in?
It has no confidence in being able to turn the tide and bring Western Turks back from the brink of destruction, but it cannot stand by and watch in its own position, or wait for the country to be wiped out.

Even if it does not enjoy the slightest benefit from the position of the state religion.

It will also be affected, which makes the Buddha feel sick.

Since it was a knife anyway, it simply smashed the jar and polluted the national fortune, creating such a curse-like spell.

As for the spells on him.
This was a last resort, and it had already expected such a result before doing it.

If it goes well, the mantra will be imprinted on the body of the Great Tang God, and its body will be annihilated together.

By that time, the Western Turks will still be able to survive for a while, and it will have enough time to consider whether to cut off the relationship between the two parties or save it again.

When it saw that the mantra was blocked by the fire snake transformed by real fire, and it was too late to get close to Zhang Ke, it continued to strike, and dozens of hundreds of rays of light were drawn away from the light wheel suspended behind it.

In the next instant, the light turned into spears, going against the trend, cutting off the fire snakes that were entangled with the mantra one by one.

Thus, no spell was able to advance again.

The black mist surged on the surface of each character, and the animal head among them roared excitedly. The saliva transformed by the black mist splashed wantonly, and pairs of scarlet eyes stared at Zhang Ke, as if they wanted to remember him in their hearts.

With the changes in the Buddha as an example, Zhang Ke naturally dared not let this string of mantras approach him.

With a wave of his hand, he withdrew the fairy rope, and the golden rope shuttled back and forth among the characters, holding back its progress.

Afterwards, the sea of ​​flames in the entire royal city was pumped into the air, turning into a huge fireball, and smashed down on the Buddha above the palace.

And at this moment, taking advantage of the intense fighting in the sky, and when the sea of ​​flames that blocked the way gathered in the air again, all the civil and military ministers who still had stock in the palace ran out in a swarm.

It's dangerous out there.

But in the royal palace, they have to face the two gods who are fighting for each other. Even if these two despise them, the aftermath alone makes them very uncomfortable. , You have to recite the scriptures of repentance.

Frightened and terrified, I have survived until now, and I can't bear it anymore.

Even though the heat wave was rolling on the street, the floor tiles under my feet were reddened by the previous sea of ​​flames.

They still ran out in one go.

While trying to gather his own sense of existence, he ran wildly on the hot road.

But before they ran far, the huge fireball in the sky crashed down.

The faces of the ministers suddenly changed.

He wanted to take advantage of the situation and hide in the houses on both sides of the street to avoid the limelight, but it was already too late.

Just before they set off, the fireball hit the Buddha's head. Although most of the flames poured on the Buddha's body, some of the flames changed, sputtering out a rain of fire.

It roared and hit the ground, setting off a "stormy sea".

Because this time, the real fire was designed to kill the Buddha, even though he noticed the fleeing ministers, Zhang Ke did not deliberately avoid anything.

But that's not a bad thing either.

The bursting and blazing real fire burst out with all its strength, and ordinary people would die physically and spiritually if they couldn't hold it for even a moment.

A completely painless death may be better than their continued suffering in the palace.

On the other side, the Buddha's light wheel behind his head, which was hit by the fireball, quietly disintegrated, turning into a wave of platinum and gold interlaced energy, flowing on its body, while resisting the erosion of the real fire, it looked miserable.

Seeing this, Zhang Ke was not discouraged either.

If the Buddha was really easy to handle, he wouldn't have forced him to make an extreme exchange last time.

Moreover, compared to the last meeting, it has the identity of the Western Turkic State Religion. In the case that the royal city cannot be breached, its strength will be blessed by the home court.

Even if Mani Buddha had committed evil deeds before.

But as long as the Turkic king does not change the state religion and the king's city is not destroyed, the power of blessings on the Buddha will not dissipate.

Zhang Ke never thought that he would be able to complete the work in one battle.

The purpose of True Fire Burst is simply to prevent it from manipulating spells.

At present, Zhang Ke's real and sharpest method is still himself!

While a Yanyue knife was condensing in his hand, Zhang Ke had already rushed out, slashing at the Buddha's head with a huge blade.

"clang!"

It sounded like hacking on metal.

The blade cut through the Buddha's head, but was later blocked by the Buddha's hands. The sound of the metal colliding was the sound of the blade scraping the hand bones.

"It's useless, if you maintain your supernatural powers and spread this sea of ​​fire, how much energy do you have left?" The voice of the Buddha rang in Zhang Ke's ear: "Why don't you retreat now and wait for ten days and a half months, and I will wait for you to return to the sea of ​​fire?" Mingjiao has severed the relationship with Turkic, and you come to the door, isn't it more expensive than me being here?"

He raised his hand and twisted the blade aside, and the severed head of the Buddha began to heal rapidly.

In the blink of an eye, the crack on the skull disappeared, and the flesh and blood from the severed hands also recovered.

But along with its recovery, the mantras on its body also changed. During this brief collision, the mantras on its body spread for another round, and with this change, the Buddha's aura also took place. change.

It became messy and dark. Feeling the changes in his body, Buddha frowned.

Time seems to be running out, but it hasn't been able to keep the royal city, and if it can't buy time to cut off from the Turks, it will still have to sit in the position of the state religion and be dragged down by the collapse of the Turks.

Calling the main body over, he was afraid of being cut by the giant cloud sword above his head.

The Buddha was a little anxious in his calculations, and it was difficult to maintain the neither sad nor happy expression on his face. At this moment, Zhang Ke swung the Yanyue knife and cut it down again.

Subconsciously raised his hands, empty-handed into the sword.

Seeing the saber energy scurrying in his palm, Buddha was taken aback for a moment, then glanced at the sky vaguely.

When he came back to his senses, he stopped sitting cross-legged on the spot, stood up abruptly and clenched the blade in his hand. At the same time, the light behind it shone brightly, and countless palms emerged from the dazzling light, grabbing towards Zhang Ke.

(End of this chapter)