Longevity, starting from traveling and telling stories

Chapter 108
Suddenly, a huge disc appeared in the sky, connecting the light pillars of each peak of Tianji Pavilion together, like flying a kite.

After a long time, the disc began to rotate, and a huge pillar of magical light began to gather in the center. With a loud bang, it fell like a palm technique falling from the sky.

With just this one move, more than half of the zombies were eliminated instantly, and even most of the few flying zombies died, leaving only a few.

It can be seen that these flying zombies are the zombies that command the corpse group. Once they die, the corpse group will lose its direction. Seeing this, everyone is excited. Although it costs a huge price, even many elders of the Immortal Palace in the field died in the battle, and most of the survivors are wounded, but for victory, it is worth it, and the overall situation has finally begun to reverse.

Mao Fangping shouted, "Catch the leader first. Let's take care of those flying zombies."

The others rushed towards the three flying zombies, using all their magic and talismans. Under the siege of everyone, the flying zombies finally fell to the ground unwillingly.

The zombies lost their command and suddenly lost their direction. They attacked living creatures based on instinct and some even began to retreat in fear. Upon seeing this, the morale of the disciples of the Immortal Palace was greatly boosted. They rushed towards the chaotic zombies without fear of life or death, just like wolves among a flock of sheep.

Roar. There was a roar in the blood cloud. The zombies suddenly froze in place. The scene suddenly froze, and a ray of light suddenly appeared in the blood cloud.

The rosy glow slowly peeled away from the bloody light, and a peerless figure appeared in the world. He stood high in the sky with his hands behind his back, overlooking everything with a calm expression, just like a bright moon.

The moment she appeared, all the zombies began to kneel down and shout and roar towards this peerless figure, as if they were worshiping the moon.

A deathly aura spread, and the blood cloud became thicker like a tsunami, as if it would drown everyone in the next second.

Looking at this beautiful figure, everyone felt an unprecedented sense of oppression. Zhao Yunhai's eyes moistened, and he murmured, "Little sister, you're finally here."

Standing on the blood-red cloud, he was indifferent to the world and looked down at all living beings. Everyone looked at the strange beauty and even forgot about fighting.

At this moment, something strange happened. The blood cloud in the sky began to expand, covering the little remaining sky. Suddenly, the earth, the sky, and everything in the world turned blood red.

At this moment, a strong wind suddenly blew, and a suction force appeared out of nowhere. The blood cloud began to fall slowly, like a huge palm falling from the sky, trying to crush everyone to death.

Everyone was horrified. Such strength was truly unheard of. No one in the major immortal palaces today could do it.

It is conceivable how terrifying the Sun and Moon Sword was that defeated the Blood Demon back then.

Seeing that the blood cloud was about to swallow everyone, the invisible suction force began to grow stronger and stronger. Everyone knew that if they were sucked in, they would become her puppets. Many people were already using their energy to resist the suction.

"What kind of magical power is this? Is there any solution?" Master Huikong said in a deep voice, looking at the blood cloud that was getting closer and closer with a serious expression.

Jin Tian looked at the countless ordinary disciples who had been killed or injured, and said in a deep voice, "Now that the zombie tide has temporarily receded, the zombie king Hanba has appeared. If we take action later, I'm afraid they won't be able to withstand the aftermath."

Zhao Yunhai nodded and said, "Now that the drought demon has emerged and the tide of corpses has receded, it's time for us to make our appearance."

"Ah" just as the voice fell, a figure could not withstand the suction and floated straight towards the blood cloud. Seeing this, Master Huikong put his hands together, and suddenly a chain composed of countless swastikas appeared to lock the disciple, trying to pull him back. The eyes in the air seemed to notice here, and looked over with a cold look.

Crack! The disciple screamed and was split into two pieces. His upper body flew towards the blood cloud with a look of astonishment, and disappeared like a drop of water in the sea. His lower body, along with the hot blood, was brought back by Master Huikong.

"Amitabha." Master Huikong clasped his hands together with a look of sorrow on his face.

When the other disciples saw this strange and tragic scene, they all felt threatened for a moment.

Zhao Yunhai waved his hand, and the Heavenly Secret Disk reappeared in the air, blocking the blood cloud. He said, "All disciples, listen to my order! Except for Xianglian, Jinquan, and those above the rank of elder, everyone else must retreat."

Everyone in the crowd looked at the two figures with respect and admiration, but they all retreated immediately.

Suddenly, the Heavenly Secret Disk was shaken open, and the power of the formation was almost gone. The blood cloud condensed into a huge sea of blood and rushed towards the few people like a tsunami.

Everyone was horrified. What kind of strength was this? This must have carried the power of heaven and earth. At this moment, Master Huikong suddenly said in a deep voice, "Pavilion Master Zhao, please combine your swords. We will delay for a while. Please stand back."

"Li Xianglian, Jinquan, listen to my orders and combine your swords." Zhao Yunhai said in a deep voice.

"Yes."

"Yes."

Two voices responded, and then a golden and a silver sword light appeared in the air and began to flash.

"Want to merge?" Hanba's cold voice reached everyone's ears and immediately exploded in their minds. "No way..."

The blood cloud suddenly turned into a terrifying giant hand and grabbed the two of them. Suddenly, a golden Buddha body appeared and blocked the blood cloud. The golden light shone on the blood cloud, dyeing it golden.

Huikong clasped his hands together, and golden light emanated from his whole body. The golden Buddha in the sky also emitted thousands of feet of golden light.

"Bodhi's immortal body."

The most precious treasure of Buddhism appeared, and with Huikong's power, it was no less powerful than the Heavenly Secret Disk that Zhao Yunhai had just sacrificed.

"Arhat Seal." Countless swastikas shone with golden light, and the peaceful aura counteracted the bloody energy in the blood cloud, forming a sharp contrast between the two sides.

Just when they thought they were temporarily safe, a red dot suddenly appeared between the eyebrows of the golden Buddha. The red dot continued to expand and quickly dyed the body of the golden Buddha red.

Master Huikong's face changed and he stomped his feet heavily. The golden Buddha turned from blood-red to golden again, and the Sanskrit Great Compassion Mantra started again.

The Buddha's light once again shone with golden light, even dyeing the entire sea of blood and the sky golden. However, the sea of blood surged, forming a blood-colored Buddha body, and the Buddha's face became extremely ferocious. The blood Buddha stretched out his finger and pointed at the golden Buddha's chest. In an instant, the golden light dissipated, and the sky returned to its endless blood color.

Poof. Master Huikong was attacked and spat out a mouthful of blood, which just happened to spray onto the golden Buddha, the most precious treasure of Buddhism, which had just landed on the ground, dyeing the Buddha's body blood red, which was extremely ironic.

The wind stopped, and the scene suddenly froze. Master Huikong stumbled and said with a wry smile, "This magic has boundless power. I'm afraid I'm powerless."

When everyone saw this scene, they were all shocked.

Under the blood cloud, Hanba looked at everyone indifferently. She was also a little troubled by the fight just now. Although she didn't hurt the root, this old monk was not a small fry after all.

"The Shushan Immortal Palace is truly worthy of its reputation." Hanba praised, then continued, "But this is not enough to stop me."

Jintian's face was gloomy. Tianji Pavilion and Putuo Mountain had suffered losses one after another, and the two swords had not yet been successfully combined. He could only give it a try.

He just waved his hand, and the ice soul in his hand, with a deep blue color, drew a trajectory and went towards the blood cloud.

In an instant, the blood clouds were all frozen into ice, which was the absolute zero of Xuanxin's authentic treasure, the Ice Soul.

The power of ice was azure blue, dyeing the entire blood cloud blue. It seemed that Jintian's methods were no worse than the other two.

However, just when everyone thought they could still hold out for a while, a scream was heard in the air, and a fireball covered in flames fell towards the back mountain.

It was obviously Jin Quan. Without the protection of Han Bingpo, he had to bear all the backlash from the two swords. A flash of silver light rushed down, and it was obvious that Li Xianglian came to rescue him.

(End of this chapter)