Merit Accumulation: I Conferred God and Become a Buddha

Chapter 14

Regardless of Feng Yu being teased, Sun Wukong watched indifferently as the deformed and disordered soul rolled into a giant ball.

Glittering golden light shot out from inside the sphere, splitting the sphere.

A large group of undead ghosts scattered and fled, all fearing the source of the golden light refraction.

The demon king Ge Lan quietly looked at the desperate young man, unable to take his eyes off.

"Look clearly at the lotus imprint in his hand, it is a magic weapon to obtain great power. If not as I expected, one day in the future, he will be the leader in the new round of Conferred Gods Battle."

Hearing that Dou Shengfo mentioned a new round of Conferred God War, the demon souls fell silent collectively.

"As the dimension of the universe increases and the frequency of energy increases, Jambudvipa will enter the world of Datong. In this process of dimension ascension, not only human beings cannot escape, but also gods and Buddhas.

The gods and Buddhas in the sky have all entered the world and reincarnated, and re-cultivated.This time in the mid-term era of the Conferred Gods List, the opportunities are fair, even animals that devote themselves to cultivation can be conferred gods. "

Deeply shocked by Sun Wukong's words, there was a commotion in the soul of the demon, and gossip started.

"Conferred God!? Even animals can be included in the list of Conferred Gods if they devote themselves to cultivation!"

"How to practice?"

"Will there be a new generation of Jiang Ziya to confer the god? Could it be this kid?"

"It's so noisy, shut up." The demon king stopped them from whispering furtively.

"Hero King reborn Yan Futi, does he also want to compete for a new round of Conferred God?"

The demon king Ge Lan smiled all over the city, and looked at Feng Yu with deep eyes.

"I'd rather die in battle than you have always refused to bow down for me. Although you are a demon king, I respect you as a heroine!

Seal your soul with the Glen Sword for 1 years, now it's time to set you free.

As long as you are used by Feng Yu, one day you will get real salvation. "

"You are a fighting holy Buddha, can't you be your Buddha well? Why do you conquer the world's demons and submit to you?"

Sun Wukong didn't respond directly to the demon king's questioning, and reminded Feng Yu to climb to the top of the bones and pull out the majestic black iron long sword.

"We bow our knees to King Glenn, and we will never bow our heads for you."

"Sun Houzi, you are not worthy of becoming a Buddha! How many demons, ghosts, ghosts and monsters have you killed to gain supremacy?
Our [-] demon army was wiped out in your hands, and after we die, we will be sealed here so that we will never see the light of day. "

"You might as well let us disappear completely, why have you tortured us until now?"

The dead souls of demon spirits filled with black air gathered into a curtain and swept towards the immovable fighting Buddha.

The Ruyi golden cudgel becomes more than six feet high, and sweeps in a circle in the air. The wind and light wave power disperse the demon spirits that are actively covering.

Feng Yu was rolled over by the strong wind, and he managed to stabilize his body by grasping a long spear inserted into the ground with both hands.

Broken armor and broken armor and bones pouring down like a torrential rain were thrown around, smashing his head and blood.

The monster's soul was in chaos, and there were wailing and wailing in the chaotic void.

The moment Optimus Prime fell heavily, the ground trembled, and the light curtain shattered the endless floating corpses.

The black mist covered the sky, amidst the mournful voices, the blazing golden flames engulfed everything, burning the demon soul to ashes.

The sea of ​​flames and the tragic scene of hurricane whirling reproduced the war scene 1 years ago.

"If you want to lose your soul, I can fulfill you."

Hearing the screams of ghosts and wolves begging for mercy, the corner of Monkey King's mouth raised a contemptuous smile.

"Your body was wiped out, and my soul was sealed with the Ge Lan sword. Only this young man can redeem you."

The demon king was unmoved, this is a very powerful monster, and he didn't even frown when facing Monkey King.

"Do you want him to get my sword?"

"It's a waste of your sword to silence the deep sea, you might as well use it for him.

He is a genuine King of Heroes, who was once a god-like existence unparalleled in the Beiju Luzhou.

Now that Yan Futi is reborn, he may be the top figure in the Conferred Gods in the future, and you will not suffer a loss if you think he is the master.

Don't you want to take advantage of the new round of Conferred God Battle? "

"One day, if I get salvation from him, I will come to you to settle the score, okay?"

"If you have the guts, I will make you disappear forever."

Knowing that Sun Wukong was not joking, the demon king twitched his lips and smiled coldly.

"For a hero king who was reborn in the world of Jambudvipa, you released a dangerous monster like me to see the light of day again. You are really courageous and reckless about the consequences."

Sun Wukong narrowed his eyes slightly, his eyes were condescending, and he said in a cold tone: "Stop talking."

"With his body, which is no different from a human being, can he pull out the Gren Sword?"

Knowing that the woman was shaken, Sun Wukong glanced at the trembling young man holding a big spear on the ground, and cursed out the word "deadly stupid".

"What are you still doing in a daze? Take the sword quickly."

"That's a demon sword."

As soon as the silly words came out, Feng Yu immediately paid the price, only to see the white shadow appearing in front of him in an instant, kicking over.

He fell and rolled over, and his body was burned in the flames until his hair was on fire.

Blessed by the Merit List at the critical moment, the resplendent and resplendent light permeated the whole body along the palm of his right hand, extinguishing the flames.

Before he could catch his breath, Sun Wukong appeared again and kicked him close at hand.

Feng Yu flew out like a parallel parabola, clutching his stomach that was so painful that his intestines were about to be knotted, tumbling and rolling among the bones and bones everywhere.

"Ordinary people who hold the Glenn sword will be devoured of their minds and humanity; but those with righteous thoughts can also slay demons and defend the way with the demon sword in hand."

Feng Yu, who was kneeling on the ground, didn't have the strength to get up, and before he had time to raise his head, he was trampled on his face by a bare foot.

He supported the ground with both hands, and was strong enough not to let his body stagger backwards and fall down.

"Are you going to take the sword? Or I'll kick you to death."

If he didn't take the sword, he would be kicked to death. This irresistible overbearing threat forced him to compromise.

The atmosphere became silent.

The demon soul was as silent as a cicada, not daring to speak, and watched the young man bear the fight against the Buddha with his third kick, slamming into the pile of bones as tall as a mountain, horribly.

He fell under the gloomy and pale bones, curled up in pain, unable to get up, and vomited blood when he coughed violently.

Sun Wukong was silent on the sidelines alone, without saying a word, seeing him raise his hand to wipe his eyes blurred with blood and tears, trying to get up, climbing to the mountain of corpses that had accumulated for 1 years.

On the way to the bony skeleton, he fell down twice, but still climbed to the top without giving up.

The owner of the Ge Lan sword appeared in a ghostly state, with only the upper body protruding from the hilt.

She stretched out her transparent hand and gently wiped away the blood and tears from the boy's eyes. This movement was gentle and silent, as if she was saying:
"I've waited for 1 years, and I'm finally waiting for someone's salvation! Don't cry!"

Feng Yu's vision was blurred, and he didn't dodge the touch of that hand, when he heard a mysterious voice calling:
"Take the sword, let me see if you have the strength to hold it."

He stretched out his right hand without hesitation, grasping the hilt of the sword with five fingers.

Intense black air poured out from the sword, like a giant dragon dancing wildly.

(End of this chapter)