Buddha Immortal

Chapter 310 Demonization
It was Guo Lingchan who blocked the lower body attack for him and gave him a chance to escape.

Otherwise, even the King of Dharma believes that if his legs are crippled or his lifeline is destroyed, he will definitely lose his ability to move temporarily.Next, he had to bear the fatal attack of the Pharaoh King again.

The Xumizuo of the middle-aged scribe had already reached the top of the Pharaoh King's head, and it was crushed directly against it, like a mountain, trying to suppress it below.

"One flower, one world, one leaf, one bodhi, Sumeru sees the Buddhaland!"

As soon as his shout fell, pieces of golden light suddenly shot out from the Sumeru Altar, covering the Pharaoh King below.The other world really appeared in the golden light, and the desert was as far as the eye could see, and a majestic Buddha could be vaguely seen appearing in it.

Naturally, the Pharaoh King couldn't be willing to be suppressed below by the Sumeru Altar. It immediately turned into a phantom and fled to the outside.

An astonishing scene appeared, no matter how the Pharaoh King fled, he was still unable to escape from the shroud of Fangxu Mitan.Just like a mortal being hit by a ghost hitting a wall, even in such a wide place, with the tyranny of the Pharaoh king, he can escape in the blink of an eye.

But it still couldn't get out of the suppression range of Sumeru Altar. Amidst the roar, the earth shook and the mountains shook, and it was suppressed below.

"Junior Brother Jingwen, you have absorbed enough meritorious power from the Sumeru altar, it is really powerful, I never thought that you could display the supernatural power of the Sumeru meson to such an extent!" Seeing the two older dharma kings, they finally brought the terrifying dharma Wang Zhen suppressed it, his face relaxed, and surrounded him.

When Elder Jingji was running away, he did not forget the benefactor who saved his life just now.

Although he was badly injured and his hands were weak, he had the cultivation of a dharma king after all, so he immediately went to the place where Guo Lingchan was thrown, resisting the severe pain and discomfort in his arms, and a golden light rolled around him, wrapping Guo Lingchan in his arms.

Taking the opportunity to glance, he almost exclaimed, "Hui Chan, how are you doing?" Fortunately, his xinxing cultivation base is strong, and finally turned into a word of concern.

Guo Lingchan's face was a little pale, his arms were drooping, and the flesh on the back of his hands was blurred, and the bones inside could be seen.

His bones were no longer white, but golden, and where the wound was, the blue-gold mana was like electricity, slowly repairing the wound.

"I'm fine!" Guo Lingchan managed to squeeze out a few words.

He really didn't expect the Pharaoh King to be so terrifying. He thought that he might be knocked into the air, but he wouldn't suffer too much damage.Facts have proved that he underestimated the tyranny of the Pharaoh King too much this time. If it weren't for the opportunity to strengthen his treasure body again not long ago, and he was only one step away from becoming a golden body, he might not be so simple as being injured.

It is very likely that he will be pierced by the palms of the Pharaoh King in one fell swoop, and his body will die.

Although Jingji heard nothing behind him, he was so frightened by the Pharaoh King that he didn't dare to stay for a moment, and still ran away desperately holding Guo Lingchan.

"Senior Jingji, get on my flying saucer!" Guo Lingchan's viscera seemed to be displaced, the burning pain was severe, and his body was trembling a little, he couldn't stand such a toss.It is necessary to recuperate with peace of mind as soon as possible in order to minimize the damage to the treasure body.

Seeing that Elder Jingji was only focused on escaping, he had no choice but to remind him.

As soon as he reminded him, Elder Jingji also came to his senses immediately. He couldn't help being a little ashamed, secretly thinking that the cultivation level of his majestic Dharma King is not as good as that of a bhikkhu.

Fortunately, the flying saucer of Han Lu is extremely intelligent, and it is bound together with Guo Lingchan's life light brain. With a thought, he issued an instruction to the life light brain, and the flying saucer landed immediately, and the hatch opened automatically. He jumped inside.

The flying saucer lifted off slowly, and stopped after reaching an altitude of about a thousand meters.

Through the ground detective video, Guo Lingchan clearly saw that the Sumeru altar of the middle-aged scribe successfully suppressed the Pharaoh king below.I couldn't help but feel a little relieved.

Guo Lingchan was horrified at the thought of the altar of Sumeru, which could suppress the Pharaoh King.

But he didn't mean to be envious at all, it's entirely because his cultivation base is still shallow, otherwise his white cover would have the same effect as Sumeru Altar, and it's even more powerful, not only can it turn into a pagoda to suppress the enemy, but also can Traps the enemy in the tower.

His white pagoda is a treasure of merit and virtue, a treasure that can trap even the true spirit of Qilin for tens of thousands of years.

The Sumeru altar of middle-aged scribes has not yet transformed into a treasure of merit and virtue, and the power of the magic weapon also varies from person to person. The stronger the cultivation base, the stronger the power it will exert.

Guo Lingchan closed his eyes and meditated to recuperate. The Ninth Grade Dharma Lotus Sutra he practiced has a very good effect on healing.In addition, his treasure body is already strong and is recovering rapidly.

As soon as Elder Jingji entered the flying saucer, he immediately lay cross-legged on the ground and closed his eyes to heal his wounds. His injuries were more serious than Guo Lingchan's, especially the wound on his chest. The corpse poison had already begun to invade his internal organs after such a short effort. The corpse poison must be removed as soon as possible, otherwise there will be endless troubles.

The middle-aged scribe on the ground looked very serious. Although he suppressed the Pharaoh King, there was no trace of joy on his face.

After only a moment, his altar of Sumeru began to shake and tremble, the golden light was shining brightly, and the Pharaoh king below had already begun to struggle.

"Two senior brothers quickly help me, this beast is too powerful, and my Sumeru Altar can't hold it down!" The middle-aged scribe quickly made a formula, and shot a series of mana at the Sumeru Altar, but the effect was extremely poor. The altar shook more and more violently, and in the golden light below, the huge phantom of the Pharaoh King could be faintly seen breaking through the shackles of layers of golden light.

"Ow! Howl!"

Suddenly, two roars came from under the Sumeru altar, like two monsters uttered at the same time.The magic flame exploded suddenly, flying out in all directions, and the Sumeru Altar was blown away in one fell swoop, and there were bursts of decaying sounds, and the spirituality was greatly reduced.

With a distressed expression on his face, the middle-aged scribe hastily made a move at the Sumeru Altar and absorbed it into his body.

I'm afraid it will take a long period of warming to restore this magic weapon to its original state, which will definitely be extremely detrimental to its transformation into a treasure of merit.

The blood light dissipated, and everyone saw the scene inside clearly this time. "What's going on? Why are there two phantoms?" The three dharma kings all looked horrified. They had never heard that evil corpses could cultivate incarnations like monks.

Sha corpses are very different from human beings, they have no soul, only a wisp of consciousness formed by resentment.

This is also doomed that they will never be able to cultivate an avatar.When their consciousness is strong enough to a certain level, they can naturally comprehend the magic pattern attack method and carry out the strangest spiritual attack.

I saw that in addition to the three-headed and six-armed, angry and hideous Frenchman, there was also a small corpse, only the size of a normal two or three-year-old child.If Guo Lingchan hadn't healed his wounds, he would have definitely recognized the baby corpse below as the baby corpse he had been away for many years in the Western Forbidden Land of Bliss.

His concentration orb was still snatched from the infant's mouth.

The baby's face was still incomparably ferocious, and the body surface glowed with golden luster, as if it was made of pure gold.This undoubtedly greatly reduces its horror image.

The three Dharma kings breathed a sigh of relief after seeing the baby corpse clearly. Although they don't know how the baby corpse got here, they can be sure that its strength belongs to the level of a golden-armored corpse guard.

The realm of the Golden Armored Corpse Guard is comparable to that of a Mahayana monk, and his strength is much stronger than that of a Mahayana monk, and he can compete with the holy monk of Dharma.

In the eyes of the Fawang, the Dharma Aspect Saint Monk is not enough to look at at all, and he can be easily killed with one hand.So he didn't take the extra baby corpse to heart.

At this stunned moment, the golden-armored infant corpse suddenly jumped up high, like a child having fun, and clung to the neck of the Pharaoh King.The three heads of the Pharaoh King shook for a while, all staring at it, the head in the middle kept making a soft roar, and could feel the tenderness in the voice.

The golden-armored infant corpse let out a soft growl, and suddenly opened its mouth, revealing its sharp fangs, biting down on the neck of the Pharaoh King, sucking the blood of the Pharaoh King.

The blood was very weird, pitch black as ink, full of demonic energy, exuding bursts of cold air, and bursts of resentful roars could be heard in the blood.What makes people's scalp tingle even more is that occasionally the black blood dripping from the corner of the baby's mouth drips onto the French King's neck, as if they were alive, they will wriggle on their own, and then quickly sink into the French King's body .

"Jiuli bloodline!"

The middle-aged scribe narrowed his eyes, as if thinking of something, he hurriedly shouted, "Quick, stop them, that baby corpse is getting Jiuli's blood!"

It's a pity that all the attacks of the three French kings were blocked by the six arms of the French king. It was almost impenetrable, and there was no way to stop the evolution of the baby corpse.

Soon, the infant corpse drank a sufficient amount of Jiuli's blood, and magic flames like the King of Pharaohs began to emerge from his body. At first, it only appeared on the neck and head, and soon, it spread from top to bottom. to the whole body.

In just a moment, its body surface was covered with clusters of magic flames, not much larger than lamp flames.

"Aw!" The baby corpse raised its head to the sky and let out a somewhat immature howl.A large lump bulged on its right shoulder, like a disgusting tumor, and it was constantly wriggling.

In addition, it also had a tumor on each of its two ribs.

"Ah! It has grown another head!"

The old dharma king with hanging brows let out an exclamation, the horror on his face was clearly evident, and his hands were trembling.These two old dharma kings were piled up by Falian Buddhist Temple using all means and resources, and their strength belongs to the very ordinary category among dharma kings.The cultivation of xinxing can't compare with middle-aged scribes, who rely on their own efforts and training, and have gone through hardships to cultivate.

They had never seen such a strange scene.

The tumor on the right shoulder of the baby's corpse wriggled for a while, and slowly gave birth to a fist-sized head, but it was growing rapidly. When it grew to the size of a normal baby's head, it stopped growing.The two tumors on its double ribs gave birth to two hands.

With two heads and four arms, the golden-armored infant corpse evolved from a golden-armored corpse guard to a corpse general in just a cup of tea.

It is not an ordinary corpse general, but a demonized corpse general that is more powerful than ordinary corpse generals. It already has the body of a half-demon, and is in the same realm as the golden monk, but its actual combat power is higher than that of the normal monk. It is even more powerful, almost possessing the strength to fight against the newly promoted King of France.

(End of this chapter)