An evolutionary game starting from Suolongjing

Only when the Buddha truly became active did Zhang Ke understand what the national religion meant.

In this royal city, everyone from the sky to the earth, and even a tiny particle of dust, seems to dislike him and reject him. Even with Zhang Ke's current state of full firepower, he will actually become angry.

It was clear that the wind spirits around him were all under Zhang Ke's control, but when the breath flowed through his chest, he would go astray and stab him.

Chaqi is just one of the episodes.

Under this malicious attack, in just a short period of time, Zhang Ke suffered several unpleasant accidents. Either he almost tripped himself, or he suddenly recovered from a trance and the blade had already struck him.

Taking this opportunity, the Buddha took advantage of him.

Although it failed to penetrate Zhang Ke's defense.

But it used the process of contact to try to apply the spell on Zhang Ke's body, and it actually did it for him. He left several marks on his body that exuded black energy.

After personally experiencing this string of mantras, Zhang Ke also gained some understanding.

This method is somewhat similar to a mutated version of a curse. A normal curse would cause the recipient to suffer misfortune or even death, but the effect of this string of spells is aimed at infection and assimilation.

As the spells are printed all over the body, living things are transformed into dead things, and they become evil or unknown.

However, as long as it is not stained by the essence of the spell.

Just a little bit of contact with Buddha had almost no effect on Zhang Ke.

On the contrary, it is the Buddha himself. As the traces of the mantra on his body gradually become more and more serious, the backlash of the national destiny that was originally suppressed by it is now long overdue. Under the double attack, his entire Buddha's temperament is constantly slipping in the direction of gloom and madness. .

As the aura on his body changed, the jade-white Buddha's hand continued to twist and swell, its shape became even less like a human hand, and the power it brought also suddenly increased.

It hit Zhang Ke, leaving dents one after another.

Then in the next second, it returned to the same state as before.

It’s like no one has the means to heal. Even if the royal city is not Zhang Ke’s territory, all the power of the earth outside the royal city falls in his hands. It doesn’t matter if he can’t use it as his own. There is always no hindrance to his use.

Moreover, from the moment Zhang Ke stepped into the royal city, he had already begun to suppress and seize the royal city's territory.

But with the Buddha in charge, the process has not been smooth.

Until this moment, Zhang Ke suddenly burst into flames after catching the moment when the Buddha's aura was distorted and corrupted. While the divine seal in his body fell into the ground to seize power, he himself suddenly rushed in front of the Buddha.

A knife penetrated the Buddha's heart, and the wind spirit and real fire condensed on the blade suddenly exploded, turning his body into a mess.

However, at this time, the Buddha changed his previous eager look and turned to look at Zhang Ke and smiled.

The creepy smile made Zhang Ke subconsciously want to retreat, but just when Zhang Ke wanted to pull away, the Buddha who had been entangled with him before abandoned Zhang Ke.

Turning towards the sky, the giant sword left by the emperor flew towards it.

"Old dog, don't even think about it!"

Seeing the Buddha's action, Zhang Ke's expression suddenly changed, and he immediately stretched out his hand to pull it off. Even though the mantra on the Buddha's body was slowly infecting him due to the contact, Zhang Ke did not dare to let go.

Zhang Ke now also discovered the Buddha's plan.

It wanted to use the power of the emperor to jump out of the quagmire of the royal city.

Different from the last time he took the initiative to enter the game, this time the Mani Buddha of Mingjiao was tricked by the Turkic king.

When it came into its hands, the situation had already collapsed to the point of being beyond control. With Zhang Ke carrying a sea of ​​fire and burning all the way to seize power, the only territory that the Western Turks nominally control is the royal city. area.

Without the assistance of soldiers and horses, the civil and military ministers were in ruins. Even the Turkic kings had planned their escape early, leaving the ancestral gods and the royal bloodline away, leaving them to rise in the future. They pinned everything on one god.

There is no such thing as bullying an honest person, right?

This gave rise to the fact that later, the Buddha was obviously on the Turkic side, but he suddenly caused the Turkic national destiny and mixed it with a curse.

Although it was revenge for the Western Turks' actions, it was not without a glimmer of hope that if the spell was branded on Zhang Ke's body, it would defile the opponent's body.

When Zhang Ke retreats, as he wishes, he will be able to free up time to deal with the national destiny that is entangled in him.

If Zhang Ke didn't leave, they would both die together.

It's not the real thing, so just give it up. It's just something to avoid the limelight, and it's not the first time I've done it.

Unfortunately, there were some mistakes in the plan.

The mantra was first blocked by the sea of ​​fire, and then restrained by the magic weapon. Before the mantra could be imprinted on Zhang Ke's body, his body could not withstand the backlash and collapsed.

In order not to implicate the main body, I want to take the initiative to engage in porcelain.

Realizing this, Zhang Ke stretched out his hands and directly hugged the ferocious-looking Buddha into his arms.

Although the image of the Buddha today cannot be called a good person, it can drag people into trouble. Zhang Ke is still very interested in this kind of thing:

"Why are you leaving in such a hurry? Let's play more!"

Zhang Ke and Buddha fought against each other, almost overturning the entire royal city.

Such a big movement naturally cannot avoid the people who want to eat melons.

Even the emperor, who had retreated behind the scenes, couldn't help but use the sword energy to cast a ray of consciousness over again.

Not to mention the remaining old demons in the Western Region.

The gods and monsters of Middle-earth were all staring at this strange scene, their eyes frequently switching back and forth between the Royal City and the Mingjiao General Altar.

As for the Mingjiao General Forum, the atmosphere was extremely silent at this time. Every monk lowered his head. They wished they could become deaf and mute now. Even if the gods they believed in were not as good as humans, they would be held in their arms like little children. middle.

‘It’s bad, I lowered my head on purpose, how come the picture can still appear in my mind? I won’t be killed and silenced, right? ’

As they thought in their minds, the monks felt more and more depressed that the atmosphere in the main altar was depressing, and the Mani Buddha enshrined above seemed to come to life, which brought them great pressure.

In fact, this is just a fantasy of monks.

Mani Buddha, it can't protect itself now, so it doesn't care what the monks below think.

After the scattered bodies were counterattacked and polluted, the Turkic national destiny was moving towards its main body, along with the power of counterattacks and spells. It could suppress them all, and eradication would only cost a little effort. Just the price.

But the crux of the problem is that if its clone is immortal, these disasters will be traced back to its body. It is not pursuing anything else at the moment. It just wants to destroy its clone, but that damn Datang God But he held it tightly in his arms.

I have a splitting headache. In order to arrange a suitable way to die, Kavin was too serious today.