mtl008 Chapter 247
Chapter 247
"what!"
The martial saint of the Four-Faced Buddha Sect had a face full of pain. After all, even he could hardly bear to use this secret method.
He only felt that his body, his flesh, his soul, every inch of his body was being torn apart.
It felt like it would be completely torn apart in the next second.
The Four-Faced Evil Buddha exuded inexplicable power, and the Buddha's light went straight towards the Four-Faced Evil Buddha.
But the Four-Faced Evil Buddha was emitting a frightening black energy all around, like an invisible black hole that was about to swallow up the Buddha's light in the next second.
The Buddha's light was enveloped by the black energy, as if it was being devoured bit by bit.
"boom!"
There was a crashing sound, followed by a terrifying aftermath.
The aftermath force spread out, sweeping in all directions and continuously colliding.
In the Yan River, thousands of water columns shot up into the sky and exploded continuously.
Many disciples were affected and sank into the Yan River, losing their lives forever.
"puff!"
The Four-Faced Evil Buddha couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood, and even the blood was a terrifying black color.
Black mist continued to emanate from his body and spread out in all directions.
"No!"
"impossible!"
The Four-Faced Evil Buddha spoke with reluctance. After all, he had never expected that the other party would actually leave some tricks behind in this Buddha's light.
Unfortunately, he relaxed for a moment and was taken advantage of by the opponent.
The other party is so cruel that he wants to drag me down with him even if he dies.
The Four-Faced Evil Buddha kept struggling, trying to save himself, but he was unable to do anything.
"No!"
The words of the Four-Faced Evil Buddha were filled with resentment and a strong sense of unwillingness.
But it couldn't stop the figure from slowly disappearing.
In just a blink of an eye, the four-faced evil Buddha disappeared without a trace.
And that Buddha's light disappeared from then on, leaving no trace.
"Head of the courtyard!"
Many disciples spoke in grief and anger, but there was nothing they could do.
The disciples of the Northern Buddha Realm saw their leader being killed, and they also suffered heavy losses under the Buddha's light.
They didn't dare to stay and retreated one after another.
The disciples of the Southern Buddha Realm could not be too sad. After all, the people from the Northern Buddha Realm were coming with great force, and it was feared that the battle would not end soon.
All they can do now is to prepare for defense and guard against the Northern Buddha Territory's comeback.
Demon-controlling Pass.
The abbot of the Jokhang Temple looked in the direction of Yanjiang River and sighed after a long time.
Then he chanted a Buddhist name towards the direction of Yanjiang River.
"Amitabha."
He knew that the head of Dharma Academy had died in battle, but he had no way to leave.
After all, the thousands of demons outside the Demon-Subduing Pass have almost gathered, and it is unknown when they will launch an attack.
He couldn't leave, and there was no way to leave.
"Master, the demons are knocking on the gate."
A middle-aged man hurried in and spoke anxiously to the abbot of the Jokhang Temple.
"Hey!"
"Order the disciples of the Discipline Academy to strictly guard the city gates and not let a single demon in."
The abbot of the Jokhang Temple spoke and gave instructions.
How could he not know what the demons were thinking?
Isn’t it because of the situation in Yanjiang that they want to take advantage of the situation and tear a piece of flesh from them?
The middle-aged monk retreated, but the abbot of the Jokhang Temple did not leave. Instead, he stood in front of the bronze Buddha.
This bronze Buddha is the last retreat of the Buddha Realm.
The demon royal court.
"Demon Queen, please don't act on your own and ruin the future of our demon clan!"
After the Demon Queen's clone returned to the Demon Court, she first ordered the demons who had already set off to return.
Then the court meeting was held.
However, many demon ministers already knew that the other party had ordered a withdrawal.
They knelt down one after another and begged the Demon Queen to send troops to join the battle.
"Is there anyone else who wants me to send troops?"
The Demon Queen sat on the throne, glanced at the demon ministers present, and asked a question.
After hearing this, many familiar ministers already knew that the Demon Queen was angry.
They all shut up and didn't dare to say another word.
But there were still a few ministers who stood up and kept saying that they were doing it for the demon clan.
"Please ask the Demon Queen to send troops, otherwise please ask the Demon Queen to retreat to the harem and no longer interfere in the affairs of the Demon Court."
"Please bring out His Majesty the Demon King!"
An old man at the early stage of Martial Saint level knelt down directly, with an attitude of making a desperate appeal.
"Please ask the Demon Queen to send troops."
Another group of ministers knelt down and responded to the words of the old demon.
Hearing this, the demon ministers present all moved away, fearing to get close to these people.
How dare these people do this?
In the Demon Court, the Demon King and the Demon Queen are equally respected. The Demon Queen is not just a vase, but someone who truly holds power.
Besides, the other party is from the fox tribe. Once this news gets to the fox tribe, what will they think?
The other party's move is no different from sowing discord!
"it is good!"
"That's great."
When the Demon Queen heard this, she burst out laughing.
"Since the Elk Tribe leader wants to send troops, then the Elk Tribe will send troops on its own."
"Anyone from the demon tribe who dares to help will be considered a traitor to the tribe."
"Retreat!"
After the Demon Queen said this, she chose to leave.
Although the elk tribe is also a large tribe among the demon tribes, it still cannot escape the fate of genocide.
Lingtian Pavilion.
A cold wind suddenly blew around Lingtian Pavilion, and the air began to become bleak.
This movement immediately attracted the attention of many people.
They all looked around to see what had happened.
Then I saw an old man walking down step by step from the void.
"This is..."
"puff!"
Just now, someone took a look at the old man and immediately spat out a mouthful of blood.
Many other people were no exception, and they all suffered serious injuries under this gaze.
Just one glance and he severely injured them. This old man's cultivation...
It's simply unfathomable!
However, no one dared to be careless, and they quickly took action to pass the news back to their respective forces.
The old man was none other than the elusive leader of Lingtian Pavilion, also a ninth-rank puppeteer.
The head of Lingtian Pavilion was completely hidden in a black robe, and one could only guess that he was an old man by his exposed white beard.
Su Heng naturally also noticed the abnormality outside the Tower of Time. The moment he saw the man in black robe, he couldn't help but feel a little alert.
Subconsciously, he activated the system and checked the other party's attribute panel.
"Name: Ge Geng
Cultivation: Peak Martial Saint
Status: Master of Lingtian Pavilion
Occupation: Ninth-rank Puppet Master
Introduction: A puppeteer who inherits the legacy of an ancient puppeteer, uses living people to refine puppets, and uses his own body to refine them. Once his body is completely refined to the tenth level, he can achieve the status of Martial Emperor and become a tenth-level puppeteer.
Seeing the system's property panel, Su Heng couldn't help but frown.
This person is the most powerful person he has ever met since he came to this other world, no doubt about it.
If the other party had not come here today and practiced with peace of mind, it might be possible for him to reach the realm of Martial Emperor in the future.
It’s just a pity that he ended up coming here to die.
A card appeared in Su Heng's palm. Just as he was about to crush it, he noticed something.