An evolutionary game starting from Suolongjing

The huge and deep canyon divided the already dilapidated Liangzhou into two halves.

The end of its stretch even reached the southwest corner of Bingzhou, but the land of Bingzhou had been killed in the previous melee of the gods, and only the attached parts were left. They could only look at the ditch and sigh, saying nothing. After a while, they followed the fleeing people. The creatures went east together.

This big man in the northwest cannot stay for a day.

After three days of beatings and killings, the surrounding mountains and rivers were being beaten over and over again. Even though the immortals themselves were not troubled by blood pressure or heart disease, they were still frightened and couldn't stand it at all.

It is better to pack up your belongings and go to relatives and friends.

It just so happened that in the past few days, the land fell like rain. I don't know how many people were killed and injured in the territory of the Han Dynasty. Although no one dared to covet the position of the state capital land due to that man's fierce power, but before this However, many of the clerical powers under him are vacant.

Compared with the territory of Dahan, the huge transfer area formed due to the vast area.

At the other end of the canyon, the Qiang people on the plateau were afraid and had nowhere to hide.

Sadly, due to territorial issues, the Qiang people at this time split their faith into two parts. One still believed in the spirits of nature according to the customs inherited from the Shang and Zhou dynasties, while the part near the Tibetan Plateau believed in the spirits of nature. It was spread by Tibetan Buddhism and became a loyal follower of Buddhism.

At this time, when they witnessed the earth-shattering sound coming soon after their venerable Bodhisattva entered the heavy fog, as well as the sudden dimming of a certain Bodhisattva and the shattered statue, they felt really miserable in their hearts.

And those old-fashioned people are still very embarrassing with their constant cynicism.

However, whenever the Xinqiang people refute this with the words "you do what you do, you go ahead", the other party will always fall into the embarrassing situation of changing the topic and having nothing to say.

Well, it's not that they dare not refute.

However, whenever the Old Qiang people want to speak, there is always a mysterious force that touches their mouths, causing these people to open their mouths but cannot make a sound.

Behind the scenes, strange-looking natural spirits believed by the Qiang people were wiping the sweat from their foreheads.

superior?

What a joke!

Don’t even look at the current situation.

The fierce god who occupied Liangzhou first slaughtered the Han people, leaving hundreds of millions of miles of Han territory without gods, and then used his own efforts to open up the ultimate evil god in the netherworld. These two points alone are already very terrifying. , and now he is still fighting six Buddhist Bodhisattvas alone.

To be honest, among them, compared with the ones that were killed by the group before, they all showed signs of being more ambitious but less powerful, let alone these Bodhisattvas at the moment.

Although the current Buddhism does not yet have such terrifying lineups as the Lingshan Mountain and the Hundred Thousand Buddhas of later generations, most of the basic cores have been restored, and among them, the six Bodhisattvas such as Avalokitesvara, Manjusri, and Samantabhadra are the vanguard of Buddhism.

If they really had their way, they would not just watch as the Qiang people on the plateau were split into two and their faith was taken away by outsiders.

However, the opponents who could suppress them in the past now have to rely on encirclement to ensure the winning rate. Even so, there are some signs of being at a disadvantage. This kind of existence is not something they, the treacherous and snake gods, can afford to offend. .

The less trouble, the better.

Rather than being affected by the arrogance of one's own people due to the evil god's attention, it would be better to take action earlier.

At most, it is a loss of faith. The plateau was affected by the destruction of Liangzhou and some of the earth's heritage was lost. What does this mean compared to a small life?

And when the outside world is in a variety of ways due to the movement.

Near the border of Liangzhou, Yaowang and Maitreya, who have been standing outside the heavy fog and studying the flaws of magical powers, can't wait any longer. Although they are not as good as Buddha in being able to confirm the life status of every Buddhist existence with magical powers, they can't wait any longer. As someone with a certain relationship, even though everything in front of me was obscured by heavy fog, I still felt a little uneasy in my heart.

"We can't delay it any longer, Maitreya, absorb this miasma as soon as possible and reveal the situation inside!"

Medicine King Bodhisattva, whose eyelids could not stop twitching, said this and turned to look at Maitreya Bodhisattva beside him.

However, the expression on Miroku's face was somewhat evocative.

It's not that he is not in a hurry, on the contrary, the Buddha who is paying attention to them in the sky does not send back any message, and in the heavy fog, only wisps of golden Buddha light can be vaguely seen. In such a situation, he is really worried in his heart Uneasy.

But Buddhism is poor!

Before it was introduced to Kyushu and became the righteous way of China, the living environment of Buddhism was quite narrow.

In their native land, there was suppression by the Shiva sect, and the Indians, whose caste system was deeply rooted, were particularly repulsive to Buddhism, which preached merit and reincarnation.

Are you kidding me? My foundation is that I was born rich and have a clear hierarchy. The lower class should look for food in the gutter. But you come up and say that if you accumulate virtue and do good deeds during your lifetime, you will be reincarnated and you will be rich and noble, and you will be a prince or a minister.

You brag so much that everyone believes you. How can you do this if you don't work like a cow or a horse for a Brahmin?

As a result, wars continued for three days. Buddhas, Bodhisattvas, and Arhats continued to fall in the wars there. A large amount of resources were used to resurrect them. Where are the resources for them to refine treasures for self-defense?

Although it is not easy for Shiva, but with the support of a large number of Indian beliefs, the situation is not harsh. Even because of the targeting of Buddhism, the gods in Shiva's system have become much more normal. , no longer as common as in the past.

The battle of ideas is so cruel.

Buddhism, which has failed in the local area, has to face the resistance and transformation of other local gods in its expansion in other places. It is really that it is facing some enemies from both sides.

In this situation, even though Maitreya is one of the six great Bodhisattvas, his status in Buddhism is second only to the Buddha himself, and he is even designated as the future Buddha in the next life.

But after searching the whole body several times, all that could be found was a golden cymbal, a human seed bag, and the cassock he was wearing.

With so much money in hand, Maitreya was naturally reluctant to gamble with the little treasure he had.

However, looking at the increasingly stern gaze of Medicine King and the almost boiling fog in front of him, after thinking for a moment, he finally sighed and took out a slightly worn bag from under his cassock.

Just throw it away.

The bag full of patches swelled in the wind, and in the blink of an eye it turned into a huge bag hundreds of feet high. At the open mouth of the bag, in the dark space, a sharp wind suddenly hit, accompanied by There was a shrill whistling sound, and rippling air currents were visible to the naked eye at the edge of the pocket.

At the same time, the heavy fog that was lingering over Liangzhou and accumulating continuously poured into the bag under the pull of the air current.

Visible to the naked eye, the fog near the edge is gradually becoming thinner, and the few remaining Bodhisattvas in the fog seem to have sensed the efforts of their outside companions. They originally fought and retreated, but their slightly embarrassing strategy suddenly changed. , the intense Buddha's light rose from their bodies, blending with the heavy fog, making the confusing environment around them become a little clearer again.

Although the magical power has not been broken, the connection with the outside world has been established.

"Maitreya, it is wrong to continue to absorb the foggy Buddha. This enemy of Buddha cannot be stopped by one person. Manjushri's dead relic medicine king guides the direction, the earth."

Medicine King Bodhisattva listened to the intermittent sounds in his ears, and a look of horror suddenly appeared on his face.

What's going on? Didn't Manjusri return everything just now? So much time has passed, why did he still lose his life?

"Maitreya, hurry up, hurry up!"

"It's already very fast!"

Listening to the anxious urging in his ears, Miroku couldn't help but shout with beads of sweat on his forehead.

I really thought he was paddling. Although this strange heavy fog was absorbed by the humanoid bag, it was not suppressed by the internal space. Under the loose structure, the current size of the humanoid bag could not be supported at all. He could only repeat it again and again. Expand the space inside the ethnobag to maintain balance.

However, the Buddhist scriptures say that the internal space of the human race bag is infinite, but in fact it is limited. Even with a continuous flow of mana and merit, its volume can barely contain the heaven and earth in the bag for an hour or three. One more second and it will explode.

Not to mention, He is not the Maitreya Buddha in later generations, and in the fog, the enemy of the Buddha who has not yet met is still spitting out the fog continuously to fill in the missing parts. The two phases are superimposed to create, although Maitreya's face was distorting rapidly, but the dilution speed of the fog was gradually becoming slower.

The next moment, a sky-high figure suddenly poked its head out of the fog, and without saying a word, he waved the giant ax in his hand!

In an instant, the storm surged!

The ax blade is still in the process of being raised high, but under its ferocious power, the surrounding world has turned scarlet, and the surrounding environment seems to be distorted in a daze, with various strange and powerful creatures, and a statue that is as tall as the sky. Giants stood on either side of him, and their eyes were all focused on Maitreya.

Turning his head, at the end of his field of vision, a headless body suddenly hit him with the sword in his hand waving.

"Your mother."

"Maitreya, you have violated the precept!"

He heard a familiar voice in the dark, and the appearance of the language pulled Maitreya out of that weird scene.

However, in the next moment, Maitreya saw that Medicine King, who was beside him just now, suddenly appeared thousands of feet away behind him, and the distance between the two was lengthening rapidly.

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The King of Medicine ignored the fierce and noisy words behind him, but after he was roughly far away from the traveling range of the giant axe, King of Medicine transformed his golden body, stretched out hundreds of arms towards the ax blade, and at the same time spoke to persuade: "Angry" You have committed the third crime of foolishness and lying. After this incident, you should wake up!"

It's hard to say what Maitreya's mood is at the moment.

However, after seeing the King of Medicine helping, the unspeakable tone gradually returned to normal.

His golden eyes glanced at the King of Medicine complicatedly, and then Maitreya decisively took out the golden cymbal, turned around and charged towards the sky-holding giant.

Medicine King:? ? ?

Oh my god, why did you bring me here?

Seeing Maitreya charging towards the giant with all his blood, Yao Wang felt a rush of hot blood rushing to his forehead. At the same time, his eyes also showed an illusion similar to Maitreya's, but in a different environment.

Although Medicine King could distinguish the boundary between reality and fiction, the heartbeat in his chest still missed half a beat when he looked at an ancient giant covered in totems, roaring and slashing towards him.

The next moment, the giant ax struck down vertically. With nearly twenty layers of terrifying force, the hundred-armed golden body supported by the Medicine King split into two at the moment of contact.

It's like a hot knife cutting through butter, silky and smooth.

The King of Medicine, protected by his golden body, tried his best to stimulate his Buddhist treasure, and his merits spread out like free tap water, but he only deflected the ax blade a little.

Slash vertically down the neck.

The bones, flesh and blood were peeled away in the blink of an eye, and the relics fell apart like jelly on the ground.

The separated bodies still showed expressions of disbelief. In the next moment, a majestic shield suddenly shot down, and a ball of blood and mud exploded all over the sky with the roar of a sonic boom.

Scattered golden blood rained down on the sunken ground, and fresh bodhi trees thrived in the rippling dust.

At the same time, Zhang Ke's eyes as deep as the sea of ​​blood and violent eyes suddenly turned towards Maitreya who rushed towards him. Hu Po, who had been training for a long time but had never had a chance to show up, couldn't wait to move his arm and cut him off with a single blow. Fly out.

Looking at Maitreya who was almost broken in half and his face was covered in blood, Zhang Ke sighed softly.

This is no wonder Hu Po.

Although both are ancient soldiers, Qianqi is a complete body sent by Xingtian, perfectly inheriting the glory of the past; however, Huso only has only one third of it, and in its incomplete state, defensive counterattacks can eliminate the opponent's weapons. It's already very good.

However, even though Zhang Ke felt comforted in his heart, the remaining soul of the white tiger was like an eggplant beaten by frost, feeling a bit unspeakably decadent.

Zhang Ke ignored Hu Po's decadence.

When he turned to deal with these two assistants, because the human race bag had absorbed a large amount of mana and merit, under continuous operation, although the internal space was about to burst, its operation still caused a heavy fog to form. There was a slight flaw in the cage.

Although none of these people can bear an ax under Zhang Ke, who is holding a sword, and they are still the best among the gods and Buddhas in Kyushu.

With this tiny gap, the three of them joined forces, and Puxian even took out a Bagua mark engraved on an ancient bamboo slip, and activated it with Buddhist teachings. A golden light penetrated the fog directly eastward and pierced the outside world.

The next moment, the three of them urged their mounts and stepped on the beam of light to rush out of the gap. A torrent surged out of the jade pure bottle in Guanyin's hand, wrapped around Maitreya and rolled it back. The four Bodhisattvas joined forces and left. .

Wrapped in the dazzling Buddha light, it shot straight into the sky, penetrated the sea of ​​clouds in just the blink of an eye, and soared toward the outside of the heaven and earth.

Seeing this, Zhang Ke, who was standing on the ground, opened his mouth and let out a hot breath.

Although it was the first time for Qian Qi to engage in actual combat, and Zhang Ke didn't even have time to get used to it, the effect it presented made him more than satisfied.

Originally, relying solely on his own strength, he could easily win against a Bodhisattva, and he could win against two of them even if they had been entangled for many days. If the three of them came together, they would have to use all their means, and with the help of the seven nail-headed arrows and other destructive magical powers, he might be able to fight. A small win?

With six, there is almost no possibility of a comeback.

Unless everything was over and started over, in anticipation of today's siege, he would have asked for help from heaven as early as the very beginning, or he would have used some of his key tools.

But with the help of Qianqi, after only a slight turnaround, he was already in an invincible position. The only thing that gave Zhang Ke a headache was the attention of Buddha in the game prompts.

Although as early as last time, my teacher had made a big fuss in Lingshan.

But the teacher is the teacher, and he is him. As the iron-headed monster who competed with the Yellow Emperor in ancient times and even stood across the entire mountain and sea with his own power, even if it was just a body evolved by blood, it was not completely unexpected to suppress Lingshan. It is reasonable. things in.

But facing this existence in myths and legends, which is only under the Haotian God and equal to the four emperors and the five elders, it would be a lie to say that there is no hesitation in my heart.

He has perfected his offensive and defensive system as much as possible. Even before Qianqi has accumulated enough layers to kill with one hit, he focuses on his field-building skills in order to be able to complete his victory in one battle.

Defeat the existing enemies, and at the same time accumulate as many layers as possible, prepare to trigger the hidden effect of Blood Relatives, and give it a go.

It's a pity that no matter how much you say, you still let people go.

After killing the King of Medicine, Zhang Ke's special effects, which had reached twenty-one levels, were suddenly cut in half, leaving only ten levels. It was more than enough to deal with the Bodhisattva, but Zhang Ke was somewhat lacking in confidence when fighting Sakyamuni.

Moreover, I don’t know how the practice time of these Bodhisattvas is allocated. As gods and Buddhas who will be famous in later generations, they are not very outstanding in terms of combat power. On the contrary, they are particularly superior in the method of flying in the clouds and mists.

Zhang Ke just turned around, and the golden light above his head had already penetrated the sea of ​​clouds and reached the boundary of the sky.

When he was about to catch up in the clouds, the group of four people had already broken through the blockade of the sky and headed for the void outside the sky.

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Running so fast!

But what can I do? Just chase!

A moment later, when Zhang Ke rode the huge clouds, broke through the shackles of the sky, and came to the void beyond the heaven and earth, he instantly discovered the four Bodhisattvas who had fled in embarrassment. However, compared to the four people who were still in shock, Zhang Ke's His attention was completely attracted by the turbulent void in the distance.

I saw deep in the void, roaring and shattering sounds one after another.

A glaring Buddha with one head and eight arms is hugging a steep peak. The bulging muscles on his body and the gnashing teeth on his face all prove that the Buddha is trying his best.

And on the top of the peak, a figure wearing a white robe, wearing the crown of Taichu Jiu Liu, and wearing the seal of Tiantongzhen, was also looking down with a ferocious face.

The energy of the metal above his head condenses into a huge brass-colored vortex, which is continuously poured into the peak below. While stabilizing the shape, the mountain is also growing rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

At the same time, the surrounding aura turned into various kinds of birds, circling the mountain with their chirps, rushing toward the Buddha at the bottom of the mountain, opening their beaks and pecking at his fingers.

In this way, the skin gradually disappeared, the flesh and blood burst out, and the finger bones dyed pure gold by Buddhist scriptures were exposed, and they made a metal knocking sound when being pecked by birds.

However, no matter how hard it went, the bird that had eaten away all the skin and flesh was a little weak when it encountered the golden finger bones. Instead of pecking out a piece of bone residue after dozens of pecks, it knocked its own beak into tatters. rotten.

Although these birds are all incarnations of metal energy and are not real bird creatures, they can be healed instantly if they are injured, and then continue to join the battlefield.

However, if you can't break the defense, you can't break the defense.

In desperation, they can only give up the present and continue to eat flesh and blood elsewhere.

From the battle situation, it seemed that there was a stalemate. The birds could only inflict flesh wounds but could not injure them at all. However, the glaring Buddha was unable to resist much despite the suppression of the mountains.

But in fact, the mountains are being supported by the Buddha at a slow speed, and the Buddha who was originally half-kneeling is gradually getting up.

The mountain where the Buddha was holding was also gradually disintegrating, and more of the Five Soldiers' Qi had to be poured into it to maintain the body from collapse.

Seeing this, Zhang Ke seemed to understand why the game was short but he actually killed the Medicine King Buddha without showing up in person. It turned out that he was intercepted by the Xiyue Emperor outside the sky.

Although he didn't understand why the Emperor of Xiyue suddenly appeared outside Kyushu when other immortals and gods were fighting in the outer lands, since helpers were here, Zhang Ke could continue with peace of mind what he had not finished before.

In this way, his eyes turned back to the several figures who were quickly gathering towards the Buddha:

"Emperor, please stop this old man for a while if you don't want to suffer any more. Once I've dealt with these few, I'll go over and help you right away!"

"Bodhisattvas, we haven't finished talking yet. Where are you going?"