I became a saint in the game

Chapter 151

"Haha, I thought the Silent Council was so great, but it turns out you can get hurt too."

Chen Shicheng wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, trying to provoke the other party.

"Amitabha!"

The monk clasped his hands together with an expressionless face, and Buddha's light enveloped his body. When the light faded, not only did his injuries heal, but his aura also became much stronger, as if he had become serious.

"Gan!"

Chen Shicheng's face changed, and he discovered with his keen sense that the Buddhist kingdom in his palm seemed to have suddenly come alive, echoing the breath of the monk in front of him, and its pulse compressed the range of his Immortal-Slaying Array by half.

At the same time, dense black runes seemed to come alive, crawling along the collar and all over his face, giving people a sacred and weird feeling.

In order to prevent the monk's aura from reaching the peak, Chen Shicheng swung his sword at him with all his strength, trying to interrupt this strange skill.

But the monk didn't even glance aside, he raised his hand in the nick of time and directly extinguished the invincible sword energy.

"Since you are stubborn and refuse to change your ways, don't blame me for trying to exorcise the demons!"

As he spoke, the golden light on the ground shone brightly. The monk seemed to be carrying a huge force and opened his mouth with difficulty, "Om!"

The first utterance of the Buddhist six-syllable light mantra was not very loud, but it produced an echo in this empty place, and each wave was louder than the last, and finally it turned into a deafening sound.

The half of the power of Mr. Gray in Chen Shicheng's body seemed to be affected as well, and was about to separate from him in a tremor.

"Mana!"

The second word and the third word were actually read out together, causing Chen Shicheng, who was trying hard to stabilize the abnormality in his body, to sink and almost fall to the ground.

After finally standing firmly, he found that the gravity seemed to have increased hundreds of times, making it difficult for him to move his body.

However, at this critical moment, he still had doubts in his mind. Aren't these six words read one by one?
Fortunately, this was just a subconscious thought, which only flashed through his mind and was quickly thrown behind him. At the same time, he stretched out his trembling hand and launched a circle-drawing prison at the monk. The Taiyin Ice Curse was also fully activated, and a sword energy was generated out of thin air, flying towards the monk's head.

This is not the time to save energy. This move is not intended to cause harm at all. It is just to interrupt the monk's six-word mantra.

For some reason, he always felt that when the last word was pronounced, a disaster was about to happen.

Unfortunately, according to Murphy's Law, things always develop for the worst.

Facing the attack, the monk did not even move. The barrier drawn on the ground only appeared for a moment before flickering and disappearing. The underworld yin energy of the Taiyin Ice Curse was also offset by the Buddha's light. Only the sword energy remained strong, and after most of its power was offset, it still stubbornly hit the monk.

Unfortunately, the power seemed to be pitifully weak and was blocked by the thin Buddha light on his body, without even damaging the corner of his clothes.

However, Chen Shicheng discovered something and immediately showed joy on his face.

"2.6% damage that ignores defense!"

Ever since he acquired the skill of Immortal Sword Intent, Chen Shicheng's opponents have become polarized.

Those who cannot withstand the attack of the Immortal-Slaying Sword will be killed with one blow. Even if they have means to defend themselves, they will only be hit a few more times and there will be no room for resistance at all.

Those who can block the Immortal-Slaying Sword will not care about the mere 2.6% damage. Chen Shicheng also won by relying on the number of people to trigger the 2.6% chance of instant death attack.

Therefore, he never paid too much attention to the attack that ignored defenses that came with the Immortal Slaying Sword Intent. But the sword energy that seemed to have caused no damage just now easily left a remnant of the Immortal Slaying Sword Intent in the monk's body, just like when Gray Fourth Master accumulated a little bit and was beheaded by the true energy in his body.

Although they are unable to cause damage at the moment, as their numbers increase, the true power of the sword will be revealed sooner or later.

Looking at the monk who was completely unaware of the existence of the Immortal-Slaying Sword Intention in his body, Chen Shicheng had already made up his mind. Whether he could survive this time depended on whether he could withstand the opponent's attack!

"Bami!"

While he was still thinking about how he could withstand the attack, the monk's six-word mantra continued.

As these two words were pronounced, a huge swastika symbol appeared above Chen Shicheng's head, slowly rotating with a "buzzing" sound.

"Fourth Master!"

Chen Shicheng shouted loudly in his heart.

"Hey, I got it!"

Mr. Gray Fourth appeared directly from the mask, and immediately began to burn his soul. His spirit body quickly expanded to the same size as the swastika, and he resolutely went upstream.

Chen Shicheng also took the opportunity to put all his merits into the Immortal-Slaying Sword.

[Slashing Immortal Sword Intent (2.6%) → Slashing Immortal Sword Intent (5.5%)]

Like all skills, higher levels require more merit to be consumed.

The Immortal Sword Intention, a skill that is related to the ancient gods, is obviously superior to all the skills of Chen Shicheng, and it showed its extraordinaryness when he first started.

More than 2.9 merits only increased the progress by %, and it seemed that the more progress one made, the more merits one would need, which made Chen Shicheng feel a little jealous.

Fortunately, his combat system has been confirmed, all his skills have reached the maximum level, and his merits remain on him even without being used, which is pleasing to watch.

"Hum!"

At this moment, the monk's six-syllable mantra was completed, and as the last spell was recited, the swastika symbol fell with unparalleled momentum.

The strong wind alone was enough to deform Chen Shicheng's cheeks, and the spirit of Mr. Hui Si who rushed forward was trembling. He lasted less than a second before turning into ashes. A bit of spiritual light returned to the mask and waited for resurrection.

However, the swastika character did not seem to have any damage and continued to press down with unstoppable force.

Feeling the power in his body beginning to dissipate due to the death of Mr. Hui Si, Chen Shicheng made up his mind and used all of it to strengthen the power of the Golden Light Spell. At the same time, he did not forget to use the drawing on the ground under his feet as a prison.

Don’t worry about whether you can defend against it or not, as long as you can reduce the power a little bit, that’s good enough!
"boom!"

Just after Chen Shicheng had made all the preparations, the swastika symbol also completed its mission and fell down with a bang under the monk's cold eyes.

Everything in front of him seemed to pause for a moment, and then a huge explosion sounded, and billowing smoke and dust filled the air, covering up Chen Shicheng's figure.

A huge column of light shot up into the sky, dispersing the smoke and dust, and the strong wind it created made the monks' robes rustle.

He looked at the place submerged by the beam of light and the deep pit on the ground that was still expanding, and chanted the Buddha's name hypocritically, "Amitabha, rest in peace, donor. I will recite the mantra of rebirth day and night, and hope that you can ascend to paradise soon."

(End of this chapter)