Conferred Gods: Start with a Phoenix clone

Chapter 829 Demon Buddha
Patriarch Bodhi arrived at the temple gate and saw the seriously injured and unconscious Fire Spirit Mother.

Pitch-black demonic energy enveloped half of her body, and her forehead, which was hit by the twelfth-grade world-destroying black lotus, was even blacker. The face of the Holy Mother of Fire was distorted, and even in a coma, her body was shaking involuntarily. The pure magic power in her body was forced out bit by bit by the demonic energy, and she could fall to a lower realm at any time, and eventually become a demon immortal who only knew how to kill crazily.

Bodhi counted on his fingers and said, "Huh? It seems you have some connection with my sect. Let me save your life."

In fact, the connection between Holy Mother of Fire and Western religion is almost zero, but she is a disciple of Taoist Duobao, so it can be considered a connection, right?

He waved his whisk, and auspicious clouds rose, carrying the Holy Mother of Fire to Lingtai Fangcun Mountain, where his disciples naturally helped to treat her.

Yin Jiao and Yin Hong finally saw the Buddha that King Zhou had created using the flesh and blood of the people in the city.

Even though the original Buddha was stained with blood, he was still a dead object, and all his spirituality was bound in the body of the clay and wood carvings. But with the arrival of Yin Jiao and Yin Hong, the spirituality of the wood carvings instantly increased, and the golden body of the Buddha statue began to emit strange and evil light.

Yin Jiao cut his wrists, cutting so hard that the bone was visible. Then a jet of black air flowed into the Buddha statue. Yin Hong beside him also made the same move.

The Buddha statue then underwent a drastic change. A large amount of flesh and blood essence covered the wooden body. The original wooden body was completely transformed into flesh and blood. Magical power as deep as the ocean appeared out of thin air, and the entire statue came alive.

The Buddha statue, which originally resembled King Zhou about 70% to 80%, was stretched and deformed, and eventually turned into a strange middle-aged man with a human body, a snake tail, and four arms.

Nuwa of the Empress Nuwa Palace cast her gaze towards Luoyi. The Demon Ancestor Luohou had finally truly awakened, but a human body with a snake tail? This guy's Dao body actually looks like this, haha.
Nuwa instantly understood a lot of things. If Hongjun hadn't sidelined her, Luohou would most likely have been her mortal enemy. Now? You guys can just play slowly.

Luo Hou's human-body-and-snake-tail form only lasted for a moment before he quickly transformed back into human form. The God-Slaying Spear and the Twelve-Rank World-Destroying Black Lotus returned to his hands. With a thought, the remaining time began to flow, and time in the Great Hall came to a standstill. He ignored Yin Jiao and Yin Hong, who seemed to be offline at the moment, and instead looked to the empty space on his right: "Have you got what I wanted?"

Queen Jiang walked out from the empty space, her face full of struggle. She glanced at her two sons out of the corner of her eyes: "Will the ancestor keep his promise?"

Luo Hou said proudly, "I will keep my word. I promised you that I would return these two boys to you later, and I will definitely do it."

Queen Jiang bit her lip and nodded: "Okay."

She took out a small gray object, threw it to Luohou, then turned around and disappeared.

Time returned to normal again.

The eyes of Yin Jiao and Yin Hong regained their lively look.

Luo Hou stood high above, forming a strange seal with his hands: "Listen up, you dog Tiandao, I have entered the Buddhahood from the devil, and from now on I will be the devil Buddha!"

Yin Jiao's demeanor suddenly changed, his handsome face replaced by a gloomy expression. "I am Jidu, and today I have reunited with the Demon Buddha." Yin Hong, standing beside him, struggled a bit before finally retreating and surrendering. He surrendered control of his body, and the handsome young man transformed into a strange, purple-faced woman. She said, "I am Ziqi, and today I have reunited with the Demon Buddha."

Hongjun had a secret method to kill the three corpses and finally achieve the Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian. Luohou had some similarities with him, but also some differences. The Demon Ancestor nourished the three demons in his body, and then the three demons became one, and he could also achieve the Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian.

Jidu, Ziqi and Yuebei are his three demons. Yuebei was not raised, but Jidu and Ziqi have always existed as the incarnations of the Demon Ancestor. They secretly controlled Yin Jiao and Yin Hong, and finally resurrected Luohou's body in a complete state.

This is not just Luohou who has only two years of lifespan and dares not use too much magic power after resurrection. This is the Demon Ancestor who can truly compete with Hongjun, Yin Yang, Qiankun, Yangmei and others.

He is a person who is infinitely close to the Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian.

Patriarch Bodhi outside the Buddhist temple shook his head slightly: "Your Excellency is a master of creation and a great elder from the prehistoric times, why are you so unwise?"

Luo Hou spoke to him from a distance: "I have established a Buddha kingdom on earth, freeing all sentient beings from distractions and allowing the three thousand worlds to enjoy peace. How can this be considered unwise?"

"Haha, what a quibble." A golden light flashed on Bodhi Patriarch's body, and after the light disappeared, he turned into the Cundi Saint.

Today, the saint was no longer as casual as before. He held the Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree in his hand, and countless treasure trees emerged in the shadow behind him. Each tree was eight thousand yojanas high. Above Zhunti's head was a canopy made up of great light. The light seemed to be the confluence of billions of suns and moons, but it was not dazzling. There was only infinite peace and tranquility.

Facing Rāhu, Zhunti no longer held back and was ready to attack with all his strength.

Zhunti clasped his hands together and said, "Very good, very good. You are a senior. Zhunti has always been dull in talent. Today, I may need to learn a thing or two from you."

He spoke politely, but in reality he was not very cautious.

Luohou himself was part of the Primordial Heavenly Dao, and Hongjun's many restrictions on Quasi-Sages were ineffective against him. Yunxiao, Duobao, and the others could only unleash a little over 10% of their destructive power in the Primordial World, and only unleash their full power in the Chaos. Luohou, on the other hand, could unleash his full might in the Primordial World, but so what? No matter how powerful a Quasi-Sage might be, there was still an insurmountable chasm between him and a Sage.

Zhunti thought he, the weakest saint, could defeat Luohou, the strongest quasi-saint. The trouble was, afterward, his mind was completely occupied with weighing the options of "sealing the demon," "suppressing the demon," and "transforming the demon." Even more troublesome was the relationship between the Western Religion and the Xuan Sect; it seemed they were about to leave the Xuan Sect.
Zhunti's mind was in a mess and he didn't take the battle in front of him seriously.

It was not until Luohou took out a long and narrow banner from a small gray object and wrapped it around the God-killing Spear that he showed a panic expression.

"Six Soul Banner?! It's just the tail of a banner. But why is it in your hands?"

Luo Hou sneered, "It is the Six Soul Banner formed by the resentment of three thousand demon gods. Yin Jiao and Yin Hong are incompetent and cannot bring the banner out, but a banner tail is enough. If you, Hongjun disciples, had not plotted against each other, how could this item have fallen into the hands of the ancestor? If you don't believe it, look here, your fellow disciple has written your name on the banner tail!"

The sage Zhunti looked over quickly and saw two large characters "Zhunti" written neatly on the tail of the banner, which had an ancient shape and seemed to contain the last resentment of the devil!
Judging from the handwriting, it is the handwriting of the honest man from the Xuanmen sect, Tongtian Sect Master.
(End of this chapter)