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

In this vast void space, the surging black shadows continued to condense and turned into an extremely huge phantom of the Heavenly Lord that appeared in the void.

"Wutian Fazu?!"

Zheng Yi looked at the black shadow that filled his sight, his pupils contracted to the extreme, and the boundless huge figure brought him a direct sense of impact.

In just a moment, his eyes left two lines of shocking blood and tears, and a huge tremor came from the depths of his soul.

Just a glance, a life form like Zheng Yi's level caused such a terrifying impact, it was too weird and terrifying!

Looking at the huge phantom, Zheng Yi's eyes were full of incomparable horror and shock.

He didn't know how to know the identity of the huge black shadow that appeared in the void. Just a glance, the name "Wutian Fazu" appeared in his mind, as if it appeared out of thin air.

There was no other thought at all, only this name appeared.

But Zheng Yi understood that this "Wutian Fazu" was definitely an extremely powerful existence in the universe.

Even a life form of the mixed hole level like him is not qualified to look directly at the other party's identity.

Boom!

There seemed to be countless strange voices muttering in his ears, binding people's souls and making people feel a sense of conversion.

Zheng Yi forced himself to calm down. He slowly raised his head, his eyes filled with a kind of horrified emotion.

For a moment, his mind was in a trance, and he only felt a sound that shook the world and echoed in this universe.

When Zheng Yi raised his head again, he saw the huge figure that appeared in the void space, and a light suddenly appeared in his eyes.

That kind of eyes looked down on the world, and the huge black lotus under the seat suddenly changed color at this moment, as if it was a huge black hole that could swallow everything in the universe. The boundless horror made Zheng Yi's face instantly feel the horror from the bottom of his heart.

Just one glance, Zheng Yi felt his mind shaking, and his eyes were full of panic and anxiety.

It seemed that the memories in his mind were deviated, and his spirit shook violently.

Obviously, his words attracted the attention of "Wutian Fazu".

Just a glance made Zheng Yi fall into a state of shock and panic.

It must be said that this huge black shadow, the terrifying existence after the black lotus - "Wutian Fazu", has become a taboo in this universe.

Just a sentence attracted the attention of the deity. The other party was obviously powerful to an infinitely terrifying degree.

Compared with him, Zheng Yi is completely incomparable, like a world of difference!

"This..."

In Zheng Yi's mind, a terrifying storm suddenly rose, and the surging wind directly made this space shake.

Thunders rang in the depths of his mind, and the calm spiritual space was also covered by the wind. The huge ripples like the tide gradually turned into continuous waves, constantly rising up, impacting the surrounding world.

For Zheng Yi, his own spiritual power is the most core existence.

Once the spiritual space suffers an unimaginable terrible impact, it is enough to completely destroy the origin of Zheng Yi's body.

And this mysterious and strange power also has a chain effect, which can trace the source and directly extend to his body, even hurting his body, completely breaking him apart from the entire space and time.

However, when all the riots reached the point where he could not hold on, everything seemed to stop suddenly, turning into a sunny scene, and everything calmed down.

Whether it was the thunder that shook the spirit, the surging waves, or the strong wind that stirred everything, they all calmed down at this moment.

Zheng Yi's extremely shocked eyes finally showed a trace of calmness.

After taking a breath, Zheng Yi regained control of his own spiritual power, and the feeling of discomfort in his whole body gradually dissipated, and the originally chaotic emotions also calmed down directly.

"What a terrible feeling! Just one glance almost made me collapse."

"I have to say that the water in this universe is still too deep."

"Like this terrifying existence, what ancient life form was born in what era? It's really too terrifying!"

Even Zheng Yi, who had experienced countless dangers and crises, the scene in front of him still brought him an unimaginable terrible shock.

In front of this top ancient existence, his past experiences, the battles in the chaotic star field, and the thousands of colonized planets all seemed to become child's play.

The feeling of almost collapsing at just one glance, and it was just a projection, is really fresh in people's memory and will never be forgotten.

"Beware of arrogance and impatience!"

Having experienced too many life and death, Zheng Yi was almost collapsed by this "stare", leaving him with an indelible impression.

"Perhaps in front of these ancient beings, even the long river of time and space is just a passing cloud."

"An insignificant ant like me, just a character who is casually glanced at!"

Boom!

At the same time, behind the broken black lotus, a huge black fog kept surging.

The huge shadow of the void began to expand outward, and a trace of the terrifying black lotus soul emerged.

It was an endless and huge momentum standing horizontally above the space, standing there out of thin air, giving people the feeling that the entire universe could not compete.

Just by looking at it, that kind of tidal pressure would surge forward, possibly giving him an unimaginable powerful impact at any time.

"Pagoda?!"

Just above the huge phantom of the soul, an even larger tower emerged.

This extremely tall tower directly covers the entire universe, and its huge size almost fills the entire inheritance land.

"Pagoda! The Brahma Clan's ultimate treasure to suppress?!"

This illusory pagoda stands there, surrounded by all kinds of dense fog, but it cannot stop the tall tower from emitting golden light.

This is the sound of Buddhism spread by Buddhism, constantly echoing in the illusion, reaching the place of inheritance, and falling into Zheng Yi's ears.

And on top of this pagoda, tall Buddha figures appear on it.

An image of an enlightened monk or the golden body of Buddha fills the entire pagoda.

One after another, Buddhist sounds, Buddhist words, and Buddhist Zen echoed in the void of this inheritance place, and the sound resounded throughout the entire space.

"Could it be that Patriarch Wutian, who was incarnated as a black lotus, was once a strong man in Brahma Buddhism?!"

This question couldn't help but appear in Zheng Yi's mind.

For him, this matter was shrouded in too much mystery, and now it involved such a terrifying ancient existence.

Of course, he could be considered to have endured the disaster, and now he didn't dare to come forward.

He didn't even dare to call out the name of "Father Wutian".

That glance just now almost made Zheng Yi collapse. If he does it again, he might really die here.

The huge pagoda standing in the void is arranged layer by layer.

The lowest space is undoubtedly the largest, with countless golden bodies of Arhats chanting Buddhist chants carved on it.

Of course, the weakest ones are also detained here.

Through some flashes of golden light, you can faintly see some remaining Buddha bones that emit golden light.

Obviously, the "people" imprisoned at the bottom level are the weakest and can withstand the shortest time.

But it can be seen from it that those jade-like gold bones represent: even a person who has passed away long ago is still a strong person in the universe.

Climbing up layer by layer, the various Buddha images carved on the tower become more and more powerful.

From the enlightened eminent monk to the eight hundred Arhats, above is the Path and Fruit Bodhisattva, and above that is the existence of the Buddha.

From childhood to adulthood, Buddhism as a whole strictly adheres to the hierarchy.

There are very clear divisions layer by layer.

"That's..."

Suddenly, Zheng Yi's eyes froze and he seemed to have discovered something.

He stared away and saw a being with a powerful aura being imprisoned on the upper level of the Pagoda.

Just above his eyebrows, there was a raised eye.

To him, the image was very clear, as if it were exactly the same as it was engraved in his mind.

"This is the Sun God Clan?!"

As Zheng Yi, who has the inheritance of the Sun God Clan, he recognized the other party at a glance, and there was no surprise.

That familiar feeling is not weaker than the feeling of blood inheritance.

But he also knew that since the image of the Sun God Clan was imprisoned in the pagoda, it meant that the existence that caused the complete extinction of the Sun God Clan lineage had surfaced.

So far, Zheng Yi has been able to determine that the demise of the entire Sun God Clan is inextricably linked to the so-called "Wutian Patriarch".

So far, his mission has been completed.

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"This pagoda has a total of thirty-nine thousand floors? The number of races or powerful people suppressed by the Wutian Patriarch is beyond imagination!"

"It's not incredible, it's scary."

When Zheng Yi looked at all the layers from bottom to top, his eyes could not hide the fear and uneasiness that came from his heart.

This extremely powerful existence has transcended the constraints of the long river of time and entered a level that is unpredictable and impossible to sense.

Once it is laid out, it may involve an eternal mystery, which is really terrifying.

The terrifying powerhouse "Wutian Patriarch" is too powerful. This level is simply not something that a small fish like him can participate in.

Even in the face of this kind of existence, even the Temple of the Void is far from qualified, too far behind.

Even the Sun God Clan was completely destroyed in the hands of the other side. No matter how powerful the Void Temple is, can it still compare to the legendary Sun God Clan lineage that had nearly a hundred world masters at its peak?

Moreover, Zheng Yi noticed that although the height at which the Sun God Clan was imprisoned was at the top, it was still dozens of floors away.

Obviously, the people imprisoned above are a more powerful race than the Sun God Clan.

Its power has exceeded the limit that Zheng Yi can detect.

"What's this?!"

Zheng Yi suddenly discovered that above the 39,000-plus floors, there was a golden door of light floating, and the Buddha's light was continuously released from above.

There is not only golden Buddha light, but also black demonic energy, and the two are entangled with each other.

It seems that this "Wutian Patriarch" is not just a simple demon Buddha, but perhaps it also contains unimaginable huge secrets.

That pure evil energy is much purer than the real evil energy of the abyss, like it has some ancient origin.

Just one glance, and Zheng Yi couldn't look away from it.

But he saw the extremely huge gate suddenly reflected in Zheng Yi's mind, and a pair of huge golden characters appeared.

The bright and brilliant words, which contained profound will, were all reflected in his mind, evolving rapidly, covering him, and pouring into his mind.

Even if Zheng Yi didn't want to remember, it fell into his mind word for word.

After a long time, Zheng Yi's whole body suddenly trembled, and he struggled out of that terrible feeling directly, and a cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

"What kind of method is this? It's too terrible!"

The moment he saw the door, the words engraved on it all fell into his eyes.

The whole person was covered by the shaking words, and Zheng Yi's eyes were full of horror.

"Maka Wuliang Sutra! Is this the Mahaka Wuliang Sutra, the most precious treasure of Buddhism?!"

When all the words on the door fell into his mind, Zheng Yi's mind revealed this name.

However, this "Moka Wuliang Sutra" belongs to the will of the Heavenly Venerable, which directly acts on his mind, causing him to fall into his mind without any reaction, leaving a deep mark in his memory.

"This situation? I'm still trapped."

"Damn it, a small fry like me can be calculated by others and become an insignificant chess piece in the battle with Wutian Fazu..."

Zheng Yi's face became extremely ugly.

Since accepting this task, he felt like a puppet that could be manipulated at will.

There has always been an invisible big hand controlling everything behind the scenes, deliberately guiding, step by step, to the end.

This feeling became particularly obvious after the "Moka Wuliang Sutra" was imprinted in his mind.

Obviously, everything seemed to be arranged, and he was just a tool to take some information away from this place of inheritance.

Of course, as a complete individual, Zheng Yi, although unwilling, also knew that he was weak and low in status, and there was no room for resistance at all.

"Too weak is a sin in the universe!"

Zheng Yi wanted to be as far away from here as possible. He could not interfere in this place of right and wrong.

...

Just when Zheng Yi took a second look, the strange phenomenon on the inheritance land suddenly disappeared.

It was as if an invisible big hand directly wiped out all traces, the cause and effect disappeared, and everything completely returned to a peaceful state.

"Go back first, and then make plans!"

Looking at the calm sky around him, Zheng Yi couldn't help but take a deep breath in his heart and suppressed the shock in his heart.

And in his mind, the "Moka Wuliang Sutra" that was clearly imprinted had completely disappeared, like a drop of water into the sea, with its own spirituality, completely disappeared and hidden.