Enlightenment begins with the consecration of God

Chapter 390

Although Yang Tuo managed to get closer to the dead souls, it was just a drop in the ocean for this endless evil spirit.

More souls of the dead are pouring out from all directions, rushing towards Yang Tuo. They bared their teeth and claws, with hideous faces.

Yang Tuo was not in a good mood. Although he had the idea of ​​burning everything with the great sun, he suppressed the agitation again when he saw the dead souls of the human race sinking in the evil spirit, Yin energy, blood energy, and devil energy.

Although destruction is easy, it is not conducive to saving the dead souls in the sea of ​​clouds.They may have lost their minds and only know how to kill and howl, but they are still the people of the human race.

If all the yin and evil spirits are purified under the great sun, these human souls will also dissipate between the heaven and the earth along with the evil spirits, turning into wisps of undetectable blue smoke without any traces.

Yang Tuo didn't want such a tragedy to happen, he collected his mind, suppressed the anger in his heart, and then calmed down, sitting cross-legged in the sea of ​​evil spirit clouds.

He pinched the method with his hands and used his infinite supernatural powers to arouse his own immeasurable merits. In an instant, the golden wheel of merits and virtues shone brightly.

The golden light of merit emerges from the back of Yang Tuo's head, shining in all directions.For a moment, above the sea of ​​evil clouds, it seemed that a big sun was born, reflecting the entire sea of ​​clouds golden once.

The brilliance emitted by this round of great sun sprinkled on the bodies of the dead souls, not only did not feel hot, but it was also very warm.

It seems that the rising sun has brought endless vitality to everything in the world.A group of dead souls received the golden light of merit, and their hideous and terrifying faces gradually became peaceful.

Immediately afterwards, I heard Yang Tuo recite the mantra, explaining the way of reincarnation of life and death, and the invisible sound of the great way enveloped the world.

Following Yang Tuo's explanation, the faces of the dead souls were peaceful, and they gradually regained their senses, no longer bearing a ferocious expression.

Yang Tuo is the soul of the human race who intends to use his own merits to save him from a tragic death.Although there is something lost, there is also something gained.

In the sea of ​​evil spirits, there are countless dead souls, but only by Yang Tuofa's eyes, there are more than tens of millions.

It can be seen from this that it is not the first time that the Wu Clan has slaughtered the Human Clan, and they have been doing it in private for an unknown amount of time.

Although Yang Tuo was angry, he still held back the anger in his heart, and prepared to transform the miserable soul of the dead first.

Otherwise, if he makes a move in a while, these dead souls will be burned to death by his anger and lose their last vitality.

The mantra of the Dao in Yang Tuo's mouth resounded through the void and spread throughout Xianyang City, and the Wu Clan below Xianyang City had already reacted.

However, they all stared at the sky fixedly and didn't try to stop them. It wasn't until a heroic witch in a white gown appeared that they had a backbone.

This heroic witch is exactly Bai Qi!
Bai Qi wore a simple and unsharp sword around his waist, and a few strands of hair flew backwards with the breeze, completely dressed in human attire.

He looked at Yang Tuo in the sky in silence, and sighed in his heart, what should come will always come.

He never regretted what he did, even if he died in the end and his soul returned to the earth, he was not afraid at all.

If the Wu clan can take this opportunity to rise again, he is willing to burn himself and become a bright light that illuminates the way forward.

However, the later this moment comes, the better. For every accumulation, the hope of Wu Clan's rise will be more.

Listening to the mantra recited by Yang Tuo in their ears, and looking at the souls of the dead who are gradually waking up, the witch clan didn't care.

In their hearts, death is nothing more than returning to the arms of Pan Gu, the Father God, and they will not feel any sadness.

Although there were many dead souls, Yang Tuo's immeasurable merit could not be held back. Under the shining of the golden light of merit, they woke up one after another.

Standing in the void one by one, listening to Yang Tuokai speaking the truth, they all showed relief in the end.

Yang Tuo's mantras were later spread, and later generations called them "Daoyuan Tianzun Infinite Soul Life and Death Reincarnation Sutra".

Yang Tuo and his many incarnations also often use this longitude to transform evil ghosts and murderous souls, and derived various scriptures such as "Fengdu Ghost Suppression Sutra", "Ziwei Great Emperor Said Fengdu Soul Saving Sutra".

Yang Tuo looked at more and more awakened souls, and then threw his hand, and a token exuding five-color brilliance appeared out of thin air.

The two big characters of Huangquan on the token are shining so brightly that people dare not look directly at them, as if their souls will be sucked into them.

Yang Tuo's mana circulated and he communicated with the Underworld Token. An illusory gate of ghosts slowly appeared under the Underworld Token.

This Netherworld Order was given by Empress Houtu, which can communicate with yin and yang, and enter and exit the netherworld.

There are only four ghost gates in the world, but this Huangquan Ling can actually summon the phantom of a ghost gate, which shows its extraordinary.

Although this gate of ghosts is not a real entity, it also has the ability to communicate between Yin and Yang. Yang Tuo wants to use this to send millions of dead souls into the nether world and let them reincarnate.

As this illusory ghost gate slowly opened, a dark and bottomless passage appeared behind the door.

After being saved, the dead souls who were completely clear saw this passage, as if they understood something, they saluted Yang Tuo one after another, and then threw themselves into it like tired birds returning to their nests.

Bai Qi and other witches below saw this situation and did not stop them. All they needed was the blood of the human race.

As for the dead souls of these human races, it doesn't matter if they exist or not.These dead souls may be able to increase the power of evil spirits, but it is irrelevant to the overall situation.

It would be great if Yang Tuo could be fooled.Even if they can't, they still need to leave some preparation time for the Wu Clan.

And Yang Tuo, after seeing these dead souls, obviously wouldn't let it go.

After a long time, when all the dead souls of the human race returned to the underworld, Yang Tuo gradually recovered his magical powers.

He looked down at Xianyang City with a stern expression. There are still many human races in Xianyang City. It is not for him to make too much movement, but the evil spirit is really an eyesore.

Therefore, Yang Tuo reached out and took out another treasure, which was a bronze palace lantern.This bronze palace lantern has a simple and simple style, with a three-legged golden crow pattern painted on it, no core and no oil.

This magical lamp was made by Yang Tuo from the nine suns with spirituality that Yang Tuo had obtained from the place where the Golden Crow fell.

It has the supernatural power of burning the sky and boiling the sea, and surveying the sky for nine days.This treasure has never been used since it was refined.

Now, for the first time, it is to burn the infinite evil spirit gathered by the witch clan into nothingness.

I saw Yang Tuo stretched out his hand, and a little bigger fire appeared on the copper lamp.The flame was not big, and it was still swaying around with the wind blowing, as if it would be extinguished at any time.

But after the dark wind blew, the flame didn't go out, instead it got bigger and bigger.This bit of flame is the essence of the sun, the soul of the great sun, and is the spirit of the sun star, the soul of the Golden Crow.

This real fire of the sun can burn all tangible and intangible things between heaven and earth, and anything that enters it will become the nourishment of the real fire of the sun.

That ray of wind, even though it was extremely cloudy and cold, could not escape this law.After the wind blows, it is ignited by the real fire, turned into its nourishment, and blended into it.

Yang Tuo brought the palace lantern close to his mouth, and blew it hard. Under the urging of mana, the dots of fire scattered in all directions.

They turned into countless fire crows, fire snakes, fire dragons, fire birds, and fire spirits all over the sky, flying around in this sea of ​​evil clouds.

Ignite all visible and invisible things, regardless of evil spirits, yin spirits, blood spirits, and auras.

In the sky, like a spark starting a prairie fire, a huge sea of ​​flames spread instantly.

(End of this chapter)