Chapter 826: Demon Slayer (4)
"So-called compassion?"
Yu Canglang sneered repeatedly, but he felt inexplicably relieved in his heart.
The purpose of his coming here was to try out the secret technique of Xiaodu Lu Yuanmo, the ghost father of the Nine Sons, and to sacrifice one of his descendants in order to thoroughly investigate whether this secret technique had any consequences.
As long as this secret method can be completed... then anything can be discussed. With his personality, as long as the most important goal can be achieved, there is no condition that he cannot agree to.
Therefore, it doesn’t matter whether the people of Mofeng City are killed or not.
It was just an experiment. The little Du Lu Yuan Mo that Yu Gu'ao finally succeeded in refining did not need to be very strong. It was enough to prove that this secret method could be successful and there would be no future troubles and that it would not be secretly controlled by others. On the contrary, if Yu Gu'ao sacrificed the blood of the people in the city, but the little Du Lu Yuan Mo grew too powerful, Yu Canglang would be a little uneasy.
The mysterious and unfathomable nature displayed by Lu Yi made Yu Canglang feel fearful.
If we can avoid conflict with Lu Yi, then... let's keep peace, right? Yu Canglang's mind is now focused on this earth-shattering secret technique. He doesn't want to fight a group of monks here!
So, after a sarcastic remark, Yu Canglang nodded slowly: "That's great. Then, just watch?"
Lu Yi smiled and nodded, and took out a handful of seven-colored gems condensed from the water of merit and virtue, and stuffed them into the monk Benyuan's mouth. The sound of Benyuan's muscles and bones shifting sounded like thunder, and wisps of red blood continued to spurt out of his pores, condensing into a huge Ganoderma lucidum-shaped blood cloud above his head.
This is burning old blood and renewing bloodline.
Monk Benyuan was breathing heavily, and with every breath, his breath became much stronger, and the ancient and distant breath of the Jiamu Dragon on his body became stronger and stronger. In the air, there was a faint fresh and natural breath of the primitive jungle after a thunderstorm, and a strong vitality was sprouting around Monk Benyuan.
Monk Benxiang and a group of fellow apprentices looked at their younger apprentice with surprise and joy.
This is a great fortune!
They all laughed like a bunch of fools, laughing foolishly, and there was a group of big monks who laughed and patted me on the head and I touched the back of your head. They were really a group of "big kids" who were two or three meters tall.
Peace and tranquility suddenly returned inside and outside Mofeng City.
Large groups of soldiers surrounded the city lord's mansion, forming a thick military formation like a tortoise shell. However, strangely, the strong evil spirit emitted by this military formation faintly locked onto Yu Canglang outside the city and the large group of guards around him. On the contrary, Lu Yi, the monks around him, and the Daguniu tribe who were in the city did not become the first target of this military formation.
In the entire Mofeng City, there was not a single ghost in the streets and alleys. All the people were hiding in their homes and trembling, and no one dared to make a sound - these people were not stupid, they heard the movement from the sky just now clearly. Yu Guoao ordered the massacre of the city. If it weren't for the sudden arrival of a great monk, the entire Mofeng City would have turned into a dead zone.
Life and death are just a moment away.
At this moment, almost all the people in Mofeng City became the most devout believers of Buddhism.
They silently prayed devoutly to the unknown monks in the sky, praying that they could exorcise the demons and eliminate all the harm caused to the family of Yu Canglang and Yu Gu'ao.
Then, inexplicably, Lu Yu felt a large amount of pure incense power roaring up from Mofeng City and directly injected into his body. This incense power was even more pure and pure than the faith offered by the believers and disciples of the Buddha Kingdom.
"On the brink of life and death!" Lu Yi sighed in his heart.
In particular, more than half knew the title of 'Buddha Fahai, who saves the suffering and the distressed, with great compassion' that made Lu Yi feel embarrassed... This title was not only talked about by the believers and people of the Buddhist country, but also had a great market among the lower-class people of the Shenyin Dynasty.
"Fish, crazy tiger..." Lu Yi drooped his eyelids, with a smile on his face, and kept stuffing handfuls of colorful beads into Monk Benyuan.
In the huge Mofeng City, for a while, only the ghostly . The various vicious secrets in the Nine Sons Ghost Father Xiaodu's Lu Yuan Mo Mi were unleashed one by one, and the cyan-gold magic light gradually became thicker and deeper, the gold gradually disappeared, and the cyan gradually turned into cyan-purple.
It felt like egg white that had been left for a long time, with a layer of mold growing evenly on it.
It was sticky, wet, and full of deadly toxins, making people feel inexplicably dangerous and unwilling to get close. All living creatures would have an inexplicable sense of crisis the first time they saw this purple magic light, and would instinctively want to stay away.
Time passes by little by little.
Both Lu Yi and Yu Canglang were very patient. They quietly waited for the moment when the secret method would finally take shape.
Finally, at midnight on this day, an extremely strange laugh was heard from the City Lord's Mansion.
"Click!" The weird, twisted, sticky laughter is erratic and feminine, like a small hook that captivates the soul, gently drills into your eardrum, goes along your ear canal little by little, drills into your brain, gently hooks your brain, absorbs your brain, and pulls your soul, little by little, merging with your brain, brain, and soul, and when they are inseparable, it suddenly bursts out with huge power, bursting out from your seven orifices at the same time!
Lu Yi reacted quickly.
The lotus platform behind his head emitted a large and clear Buddha light, just like the warm sunset light shining through the wisps of smoke in the twilight of the world. That gentle, warm light that filled people with an infinite sense of security enveloped the entire Mofeng City, except for the huge City Lord's Mansion.
Then, hundreds of thousands of soldiers who surrounded the City Lord's Mansion groaned in unison, and large amounts of blood plasma and brain matter spurted out from their seven orifices. Their heads were like rotten persimmons hit hard by a millstone, with red and white spots exploding. Their heads suddenly opened, and headless corpses fell from the sky like raindrops.
The souls of these soldiers had no time to circulate their magic power and repair their bodies. They were completely shocked by the terrifying power of that evil laugh. In a daze, they completely forgot their last names, names, what they had encountered, and what they should do at the moment. They were like a group of clean white pigs, and could only allow themselves to be slaughtered by the owner of this evil laugh.
Dazzling and brilliant flowers bloomed in the air. Everything these soldiers possessed, their blood, soul, magic power, and Taoism, as well as their most important spiritual imprint, all condensed into a gorgeous blood flower.
With a "swish", hundreds of thousands of blood flowers swirled, like snowflakes falling from the sky, and fell into the city lord's mansion one after another.
The purple-blue magic light rose, and the snowflakes of blood quickly melted away in the magic light. Then the magic light began to wriggle and rotate, splitting apart bit by bit, and finally turned into nine twisted purple-blue human figures.
Yutie Jun rose into the air on a ball of magic light. He screamed and tore open his chest with his right hand. A stream of blood spurted out and turned into nine twisted blood-colored talismans that imprinted on the nine twisted figures in the air.
'laugh'!
It was like a red-hot iron falling on the flesh, a sharp cry rose into the sky, nine lines kept flashing, as if merging with the void, and the distorted figure suddenly froze, as if rejected by the whole world.
On the figure's face, which was originally smooth, faces flashed rapidly.
Those were the faces of the descendants of the Yutie Army who were devoured and killed in the process of practicing this secret technique... As the faces flickered, painful howls and sharp cries continued to come from the bodies of these nine figures. They screamed and cried loudly at the Yutie Army, some calling them "father" and some calling them "grandfather"!
A series of shrill cries, accompanied by surging demonic light, directly killed all living beings in the City Lord's Mansion except Yu Gu'ao and Yu Tiejun.
Yutiejun was the person who had been in charge of this secret technique since its launch. He naturally had absolute control over the secret technique or was immune to it, and all the magic sounds and magic lights could not cause any harm to him.
Yu Gu'ao, on the other hand, relied on his sufficient cultivation and a defensive secret treasure that he had obtained by luck to resist the crazy attack of the soul-snatching demon. Even so, Yu Gu'ao's forehead was bulging with veins, his blood vessels were jumping out from under his skin, and his heart was beating so violently that it almost broke.
Blood continued to ooze out of his mouth, and Yu Gu'ao screamed: "Tie Jun, hurry up, subdue him!"
Yutiejun looked back at Yu Guao with excitement and fear.
He gritted his teeth, took a look at the nine squirming demon shadows in front of him, stomped his feet hard, roared, and performed the last step of Xiaodu Lu Yuan Mo Mi - he shattered his own crown, and a bloody soul soared into the sky, and with a "snap" it split into nine.
The nine blood-colored souls screamed miserably and suddenly pounced on the nine purple-green demonic shadows.
The split soul and the evil shadow suddenly merged.
There was a sudden deathly silence between heaven and earth.
Within a hundred thousand miles around Mofeng City, the wind stopped, the water became still, and all the insects, birds and beasts subconsciously stopped moving... There was a dead silence between heaven and earth, and everyone felt their hearts beating wildly, as if some terrible, alien creature that was not tolerated by heaven and earth was about to be born.
Lu Yi formed seals with his hands and whispered to himself, "Troll!"
Monk Benxiang looked at Lu Yi with some trepidation: "You should be able to handle it, right? Otherwise, if this giant demon appears..."
Lu Yi looked at the worried monk Benxiang and laughed. This guy looked rough, but he was actually careful and meticulous. He smiled and said, "If you can't deal with him and see that I am about to lose, you can take the people in the city and run away in advance."
Monk Benxiang exhaled lightly, clasped his hands together, and murmured, "You will definitely be able to subdue this demon."
The next moment, a scream rose to the sky.
The nine fused demonic shadows suddenly turned into a deep, uncomfortable purple-green color. In the flickering sticky light, the demonic shadows slowly transformed into the appearance of the Yutie Army, except that the nine figures had different clothing, makeup, and expressions.
A suffocating pressure surged up.
Lu Yu immediately estimated the strength of this pressure - at least it had reached the level of the peak perfection of the Ten Tribulations True Buddha!
Just those useless descendants of Yutie Army, some small fry below the twentieth level of True Immortal, cultivated into demon souls, and after merging with Yutie Army, who was at the twenty-seventh level of True Immortal, they actually soared directly to the peak of the Ten Tribulations True Buddha Great Perfection?
In the Yin-Yang Heaven, this is the ultimate realm of Buddha!
