Blood sacrifice of millions of zombies, I am a demon cultivator in the end times

The magnificent breath and surging power continued to spread from his body, raising layers of ripples.

Zheng Yi's figure suddenly gave people an extremely heavy feeling.

It was as heavy as the country.

It was like a Buddha in the world.

Above the void, the tall shadow reflected burst out with thousands of golden lights, and the brilliant brilliance was layered and surrounded by a huge circle, directly illuminating the space of the stupa forest with dazzling colors.

At this moment, all the brilliance was covered by this sacred golden light.

And in the center of this endless golden light, that is, behind Zheng Yi, a golden Acalanatha sat down, with kind eyes and Taoism, sitting in the center of the twelve-grade golden lotus platform, pinching his fingers to pick flowers, becoming more solid and powerful.

The hard and stable breath continued to spread, giving people a sense of firmness as immovable as a mountain, as if it was more majestic than the snow-capped mountains that had stretched across the earth for thousands of years.

The golden body was like a substance, as if it was extremely compressed.

Six feet.

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Boom!

Just as the three hundred and sixty-five relics fell into Zheng Yi's own acupoints, based on his innate divine body, with the worship method as the link and the fundamental seal of Acalanatha as the core, he evolved into a six-foot golden body.

Zheng Yi suddenly frowned, and his eyes shot out two golden light beams that seemed to penetrate the real space and enter another level.

At this moment, the ground under him shook violently, and even with the suppression of the stupa relic tower forest, it still couldn't stop shaking.

From the depths of the ground, as if it went straight to the netherworld, there was a terrifying force surging wildly, as if it was about to rush out at any time.

And in Zheng Yi's perception, under the suppression of the six-foot golden body, an extremely powerful demonic energy was rushing out from the ground, as if some terrifying demon king was being suppressed in the deepest part of the earth, and it was possible to escape at any time and was struggling wildly.

As if it would rush out from the underground space in the next moment.

The vibrating demonic energy raged in the depths of the earth and gradually seeped out. The dark color suddenly dyed the surroundings like the netherworld.

The surging storm made the peaceful stupa forest agitated.

Zheng Yi felt a little uneasy.

He had never thought that under this stupa forest that had been passed down for countless years, there was actually a terrible tomb of an ancient demon.

The terrifying trolls were suppressed below.

"Could it be that the Xuantian Ancient Covenant that was signed when Master Jiulianhua founded the sect mentioned in the ancient books of the Great Snow Mountain lineage is true?!"

Looking at the demonic energy that was constantly spewing out below, Zheng Yi showed a trace of shock on his face. Suddenly, he thought of something, and his eyes gradually became deep.

Just as the 365 relics penetrated all of Zheng Yi's acupoints, Zheng Yi's skin surface gradually changed from crystal-like jade to a layer of gold, as if he had turned into a Buddha.

His body gradually grew larger, and in a flash it was six feet tall. This was not a phantom made visible by magic, but a real golden body.

Six feet tall golden body!

The Dharma image of the Ming King.

The golden light was brilliant, and a huge golden divine wheel formed behind Zheng Yi. The golden divine wheel kept rotating clockwise, with countless phantoms of altars on it, like miniature gods, all sitting cross-legged, praying to the six feet tall golden body of Zheng Yi.

The Transmission of the Lamp said: "There is a Buddha in the west, whose shape is six feet tall and golden in color."

This is one of the three bodies of the Buddha.

It is a small body among the transformation bodies.

It is the golden body of the Ming King that Zheng Yi evolved the Dharma image of the Great Ming King, condensed to the extreme, and laid the foundation with the help of 365 relics of many senior monks.

Although it was a trick, Zheng Yi's innate original divine body was enough to support this part of spiritual practice, and then gradually transformed, and finally became a part of himself.

This is the power of the innate divine body.

At this time, the golden body of Acala displayed by Zheng Yi had reached an unprecedented extreme. With the help of the spiritual cultivation of 365 relics, he opened up the phantom of the divine wheel. The power of countless gods seemed to be chanting, emitting divine sounds, connecting together, and bursting out an extremely terrifying and distant breath.

The shaking waves set off a storm between heaven and earth. Above Zheng Yi's head, the sky was changing in an instant, and dark clouds were shrouded, as if they would fall from the sky at any time, and the air pressure was suppressed to the extreme.

Zheng Yi's body burst out with golden light, shining brightly, like a mountain like a peak, suppressing the nothingness around, just like a huge palm rising from the ground, almost supporting the sky.

At the same time, the earth was also shaking violently, and a terrible magic power rose from the ground. The terrifying fluctuations shook the mountains, roads and trees on the ground constantly.

The surging demonic energy was like a tide, forming wave-like ripples on the ground, shaking from a distance, gradually becoming narrow and long, and covering all directions.

For a moment, the ground under his feet seemed to have turned into a turbulent sea surface, and the oscillating ripples spread to the distance at a speed visible to the naked eye.

…

Roar!

A series of shrill cries echoed above the sky. The terrifying roars were filled with a terrifying spirit that rushed straight into the soul. It was a great terror that surged from the depths of the soul, as if facing some kind of predator that people were born to fear. Even Zheng Yi couldn't help but frowned when he heard it.

His eyebrows moved, and his 10-foot-tall golden body released a more powerful golden light, soothing all the anxiety and distortion of spiritual radiation.

However, the golden light could only radiate an area on the top of the snow mountain. As for the farther distance, as the roar gradually spread, it could not be suppressed at all.

Some other monks from the Great Snow Mountain heard the noise and rushed from all directions. They flew in the sky and rushed to check here, but they were shocked by the sudden roar spreading from the depths of the earth and suddenly fell from the sky, like a bird with broken wings.

This is not because these monks from the Great Snow Mountain lineage are not well-trained and easily affected.

It is because this roar came suddenly, as if it penetrated the earth's crust and released some mysterious pollution to the outside world.

And its level is so high that even if the sound waves are transmitted, the feeling of spiritual bewitching is like polluting everything. If it were not for Zheng Yi's 10-foot-tall golden body method to suppress it here, I am afraid its impact would be even worse, and even spread to farther areas.

"Is this really the place to suppress demons?!"

Zheng Yi's endlessly bright eyes looked into the depths of the earth, as if to penetrate the thick crust and see through the mysterious things buried and suppressed in the depths of the snow-capped mountains.

During the more than ten years of learning, Zheng Yi was indoctrinated with everything about the Great Snow Mountain. All the rumors and secrets unknown to outsiders were clear to Zheng Yi and completely defenseless.

After all, he is the reincarnation of the Lord of God.

He is the resident body of the Great Spirit Heaven.

He is the supreme high priest.

He has a noble status and represents the incarnation of the gods.

If the eight great venerables are the leaders of the entire Great Snow Mountain sect, then he, the high priest, is the supreme executor of the Shinto.

The Shinto and the Kingly Way originally alternated with each other, and one rose while the other fell.

The eight great masters of this generation are also the best among the upper cultivators. They worked hard to make the Great Snow Mountain lineage gradually come out of weakness, revitalize the snow mountain, and begin to have the spirit of revival.

Originally, this was the beginning of the prosperity of the way of kingship.

Unfortunately, he met a son of God.

It is rare to see this once in a thousand years.

In a divine sacrifice ceremony, in front of the Central Immortal Dynasty and many sects, the Lord of the Great Spirit Heaven and thousands of phantoms of gods were summoned, shocking the world.

This is an unprecedented miracle and an unimaginable achievement.

This also made the bottom cultivators of the endless Great Snow Mountain lineage, and even all the mortals who watched the scene of the gods coming to the world in the snowy grassland, bow their heads and kowtow.

Zheng Yi had already been regarded as the incarnation of the Great Spirit Heaven.

The divine power has no place at this point.

Although Zheng Yi knew that he was not the son of God, it was even more impossible for him to be the resident body of the Great Spirit Heaven.

That day, he just used the power of faith accumulated for countless years in the Snowy Plateau to trigger the authority of the Taiyue God in the incense and fire divine domain of the doomsday world through his core of the original innate divine body, and casually pressed a chess piece to reveal a corner of the Conferred God List.

However, things have evolved to this extent. Even if he publicly declared that he was not the heir of the orthodox Great Snow Mountain lineage and the inheritor of the high priest, I am afraid no one would believe it.

The yellow robe is added, and the general trend is inevitable.

This sentence is not just talk.

At this point, even if you don’t want to take the highest position, there will be countless forces and countless people behind you to instigate and push you to that step.

What’s more, Zheng Yi now has a clearer understanding of the world he lives in.

The inheritance of the nine domains of Xuantian, the southern land and the central divine land is the oldest and has never been cut off.

Among the many forces in Xuantian Xiuxian World, being the Great Priest of the Snow Mountain is absolutely crucial. It is of great benefit to him to survive the Yuanying Heavenly Thunder Tribulation and even return to the Dongyuan Sea.

Zheng Yi just let it go. Anyway, he is the one in power and has all kinds of resources in his hands. There is no need to give up such a good advantage.

However, you should do your job.

As the power of the high priest is in his hands, he should bear enough responsibility accordingly. Zheng Yi still knows this.

Seeing the surging demonic energy filling the ground and the terrifying aura covering the sky, almost like an ocean, spreading aimlessly everywhere, an idea suddenly popped up in his mind.

"I remember seeing that in the past, a terrible demon lord was buried in a certain place under the Snow Mountain, which once caused a huge disaster. It is said that Master Jiulianhua was compassionate and suppressed it in the sealed place with the most powerful force and the Xuantian Ancient Contract, and it could never wake up."

Zheng Yi recalled the saying about the Xuantian Ancient Contract and the place to suppress demons.