Buddhist Cultivation: Starting from Divination

Chapter 224 The price of supernatural powers, immortal burial!

After Zhao Huai finished speaking, he disappeared in place.

When he reappeared, he was already standing on the head of the Empress Hua Huang, and all six swords came out, carrying the unworldly sword power, and stabbed at Hua Huang.

Even the demon kings are very depressed. This white-clothed swordsman has been fighting for a long time. Every move and every move is very dynamic, but it is so long-lasting, fighting spirit is fierce, and he is more energetic than anyone else.

Among the six flying swords, except Yusha and Yanzu's matching swords, the remaining four are genuine immortal swords.

Even though the power has been weakened, in Zhao Huai's hands, a frightening sword aura burst out.

"Ding!"

"Ding!"

"Ding!"

It is not so much six flying swords as it is six divine pillars, rising into the sky, with sword lights of various colors criss-crossing, falling to the ground to form a magical chain, sealing all directions of Huahuang's avatar, including the retreat.

When Empress Huahuang raised her head, she found a majestic and huge sword array formed impressively!

The powerful and oppressive sword intent erupted in the sword formation suppressed Huahuang's evil spirit.

Gradually, there were broken cracks on the green vines on the other side, and the white flowers blooming on the top of many vines were all withered.

"You want to kill me with this method alone? You are not qualified!"

Empress Huahuang glanced around lightly and said coldly.

Immediately afterwards, her thousands of roots grew rapidly, like green snakes, constantly scurrying in the yellow sand, spreading hundreds of miles away!

"Pfft!"

The roots of the ground came all the way to the inside and outside of Anxi Mansion, piercing the corpses of the demon clan and human monks who fell on the battlefield, absorbing the remaining energy of the body and transforming it into its own nutrients.

In the entire battlefield of Anxi Prefecture, how many demon and human races died?
Now all of them have become the targets of the Empress Huahuang.

Under the double nourishment of mana and demon power, Empress Huahuang's flower body became dazzling again, exuding emerald green brilliance, more flower buds grew out, and then gave birth to more clones.

Use thousands of corpses on the battlefield as nutrients to bring her strength back to its peak!
And those corpses that had drained their strength all became shriveled, like a weathered mummy.

The Empress Huahuang licked her lips contentedly on her charming face, it was obvious that this meal had already fed her.

"Today, the emperor will taste what the blood of the descendants of the Great Yan is like!"

An ethereal icy sound transmission came from the void.

Rows of vines began to grow crazily, turning into green whips, and individual flower buds opened their sharp teeth and mouths, hitting the light curtain of the sword array.

"boom!"

"boom!"

The vines and the sword array continued to make clashing sounds, causing the whole earth to vibrate.

In order to blow away Zhao Huai's sword formation, Empress Hua Huang used her incomparably powerful spiritual power to manipulate countless monster beast kings around, making them attack Zhao Huai immediately and help her break through the formation.

More than a dozen demon kings on the ground sacrificed their weapons and attacked Zhao Huai.

"Sword Six, subdue the demon!"

The six flying swords were all suppressing the Demon Emperor, Zhao Huai let out a soft shout, and the infinite mana gathered into a golden spirit sword that was crystal clear like jade.

The golden sword body hangs in the air, and the powerful sword intent is like ripples in a deep pool, spreading in all directions, affecting hundreds of miles away.

The sword intent belonging to the level of the sword master made all the remnant swords left on the battlefield in Anxi Mansion tremble!

In an instant, the entire Anxi Mansion was filled with the sound of Weng Ming, just like a picture of thousands of swords blazing together!

Zhao Huai's forehead was sweating, he pinched the magic formula with his hands, and guided with his sword fingers, without daring to be careless at all. It was the first time to draw so many swords, which consumed a lot of mental energy.

However, the results are also obvious. Thousands of flying swords are flying along the sky, and the light of the swords they carry is extremely bright.

"Buzz!"

"Zheng!"

"Shh!"

Immediately afterwards, the sword's edge turned into streams of sword aura, with a strong murderous aura, and charged towards the monster army in the center of Anxi Mansion.

This scene shocked the human monks in the formation.

Looking from a distance, countless flying swords are densely packed, like black clouds pressing down on the city, and the falling appearance looks like a rain of swords.

Every time the sword fell, it could pierce a monster clan, and the blood of the monster splashed all over the ground.

Flying swords appeared in the pupils of a snake demon. While terrified, he found that he could not control his body. Being controlled by Hua Huang, he could only watch helplessly as his body was destroyed by the sword energy.

"I'm not mistaken, it really is the realm of the sword master!"

"In my lifetime, I can see another sword master from the human race! I will die without regret!"

"One person summons, ten thousand swords sing together. Isn't this just another way for dead compatriots to join the battle?"

Seeing this scene, many monks blushed with excitement and danced. What's more, they shed tears while feeling emotional.

One by one, the monster clan fell down and turned into a ray of brilliance and escaped into Zhao Huai's body, and his cultivation base slowly improved.

Zhao Huai looked calm, stretched out his sword finger, and a flying sword came from the void, carrying him to the highest sky.

A priceless supernatural power emerged in his mind, which was enlightened during his retreat.

At that time, a total of three supernatural powers were obtained.

Xuanhuang Qi, Immortal Burial, Dragon Transformation Art.

This fairy burial is the only supernatural power that Zhao Huai has not used, because it requires a price, a very high price.

Now that the Anxi Mansion is in crisis, Ao Jiu is fighting against the two top demon emperors alone. If he continues to spend his time here and cannot take down the Hua Huang, then something will happen.

The reason why Zhao Huai arranged the sword array was to perform the method of immortal burial.

This method takes a lot of time and requires a stable environment.

Now that most of the Yaozu are dead, he is also relieved.

"Heaven knows the way of life and death, and the earth looks at the stars in a daze. The spiritual sea is like luck, and there is no way to live forever. Seeing it does not give birth to pity, and death does not give birth to mourning. The trickle will return to the end, the loess will return to the earth, and the sacrifice will not be solved."

While Zhao Huai was meditating in his heart.

Within a hundred miles, earth-shaking changes immediately took place.

"Boom!"

Cracks began to appear in the sky, and the dark clouds swallowed the entire sky, as if the entire sky had been shrouded in darkness and terror.

The human monk looked around and looked at each other, the air was soon filled with a strong breath of death, as if the entire Anxi mansion was shrouded in a deadly atmosphere.

"What are you doing?!"

Seeing that Zhao Huai seemed to be performing some ceremony, Empress Hua Huang couldn't help but angrily said.

But Zhao Huai ignored him, still sitting cross-legged, chanting the formula.

Suddenly, only the whistling of the cold wind was heard, and the scene of the square changed drastically in an instant. In the gap in the sky, a huge eyeball suddenly appeared, turning from time to time, which made people shudder!

Directly pointing at Empress Huahuang.

Empress Huahuang was terrified, she found that she seemed to be restrained by some invisible force, and horror kept pouring out from the bottom of her heart.

She felt that she smelled the breath of death.

"boom!"

All the flowing clouds in the sky dispersed, and strong winds blew on both sides, separating a clear sky.

The cracks keep opening.

The human monks and monsters on the ground seemed to see a pair of huge eyes, looking at the world from beyond the void.

Sitting cross-legged, Zhao Huai seemed to see a vague shape in the sky above the square, which seemed to be a human being, but this was the most magnificent existence that should not exist in this world, but he witnessed the sacrificial ceremony with his own eyes. occur.

"Oh!"

Accompanied by the sound of an explosion, Empress Huahuang didn't know what kind of impact she received, and her entire huge body exploded!
Together with all the avatars, the huge piranha was smashed to pieces, and the green blood flowed into the yellow sand.

The demon soul and primordial spirit dissipated out of thin air, and the breath of life completely disappeared.

The demon emperor of the eighth realm has fallen!

"puff!"

And Zhao Huai quickly spit out a mouthful of blood, and when he felt it carefully, he felt that something was missing in his body.

(End of this chapter)