Killing the Demon Monk (3)

Shen Shuibi actually doesn't know how to use a sword.

She learned it all in just one month.

But it doesn't matter anymore.

That's enough.

Even a tiny bit of the divine intent of a fifth-grade master, when integrated into swordsmanship, is enough to be called the Immortal's Sword.

Do you even understand the significance of the Yellow Goddess Your Highness of the Moon's Yin Qi?

Chanzhi Zhi still doesn't understand what the real layout looks like.

From beginning to end, it wasn't Zhang Lan or Shen Shuibi who made the move.

Zhang Lan and Shen Shuibi were just drivers.

What truly confronted Chanzhi Zhi was this very world!

Shen Shuibi used a grand formation to adjust the mountains and rivers, corresponding to the human body, and with the addition of the Wang Family's resources, she transformed this grand formation into a controllable Dharma form!

Without anyone noticing, this place, which was originally just for regulating the earth's energy and water veins, has been transformed by Shen Shuibi into a battle formation.

To regulate the earth's energy and water veins, only slight modifications are needed...

Instead, the Blood Qi were derived from water veins.

Replace it with mountains as its framework.

The Daoist method of Yin-Yang trigrams completes the four directions and eight trigrams.

The Shaman's Inner Gods magic, which gives birth to the sun, moon, and scenery.

Human Path establishes rules and regulations, which are complex and multifaceted.

The four cardinal directions are established, the eight trigrams face each other, the sun and moon hang in the sky, the scenery is magnificent, rules and regulations are secondary, and balance is secondary.

Thus, it becomes a simulated microcosm of the human body.

This is what Li Qi took out this time.

Using the great array originally built with the resources of an entire state, they forcibly transformed it into a "fake seventh-grade cultivator".

All it takes is one person to manipulate this thing.

Li Qi, Shen Shuibi, Wang Baiyan all pulled out all the stops, solving countless technical problems and finally accomplishing this feat.

If I had to describe it, I would compare the original formation that regulates the earth's energy to a large agricultural tractor.

Shen Shuibi, the chief engineer and chief designer, used the parts from these tractors to disassemble them and rebuild a Gundam.

Now, she's the one who pilots Gundams.

The sword strike just now was delivered by Zhang Lan, who was piloting the Gundam.

Chanzhi Zhi was still paying attention to what kind of 'array blessing' it was, which was completely meaningless.

Because there was no formation or blessing at all.

Chanzhi Zhi was facing was the formation itself!

He's fighting a Gundam!

That Shen Shuibi's Dharma Form is this Gundam.

This is the power of knowledge.

And that's not all.

Li Qi once asked Wang Baiyan to provide two eighth-rank cultivators for help.

Those two eighth-rank cultivators are currently at the other two large formations.

As mentioned before, there are three such formations in Guangyang Prefecture that regulate the earth's energy.

Three such formations are enough to cover the entire Guangyang.

The other two are currently under the control of the two eighth-rank officials, gathering the earth's energy and water energy of Guangyang to power this giant.

A meticulously planned scheme, coupled with knowledge beyond this place, planted the seeds of this bomb.

However, this also angered the Chanzhi.

After being knocked away by that sword, he barely managed to regain his footing.

However, as soon as he regained his composure, all of the monk's gentle demeanor vanished.

His body began to mutate.

"Then don't blame this humble monk for showing no mercy."

After leaving these words, the physical body of Chanzhi Zhi began to undergo drastic changes!

Its skin was like a twisted piece of black leather, covered with disgusting calluses.

The giant's neck extended out like a snake, its skin wrinkled like a lizard's. Although its body was humanoid, it looked like a gigantic reptilian body.

Snake-like tentacles spread out from his lower body.

He grew two heads and six arms, all as black as ink, with skin as rough as leather.

This time, it's not the form, but the essence.

The lineage of Black Heaven.

The body of a demon god.

Chanzhi Zhi truly demonstrated his own strength.

It's no longer just a minor skirmish.

Instead, they became serious!

He chanted in a low voice. "Evil hearts attract demons and monsters, heavenly demons enter the heart; if one interprets it as holy, one will be attacked by all kinds of evil."

His flesh and blood intertwined, his tentacles entwined with demons, and his three-inch Buddha Kingdom instantly collapsed! Then it transformed into a demon kingdom!

The original Celestial Person beings tore off their skin and turned into demonic rakshasas!

The originally bright and incomparable three-inch Buddha Kingdom instantly opened up in all directions, from which nothing was dark anymore.

When the shadows of fame and form are exhausted, one dwells in the deepest darkness, surrounded by the turbidity of calam

Chanzhi Zhi was never a compassionate Buddha; he was a complete demon Blood Sacrifice 100,000 people without batting an eye.

The demonic body of the Chanzhi had four hands holding four bowls, each containing a thick, foul-smelling black soup, which appeared to be the blood of some kind of creature.

One hand held a bell, which turned bright red when shaken, like the color of blood.

The demonic entity picked up a bowl of foul-smelling liquid and solemnly declared, "I drink the Five Nectars! And a portion of my great arrogance enters my heart. Disrespecting pagodas and temples, destroying scriptures and images, all beings will enter the Avici Hell, lose their right mindfulness, and fall into ruin!"

As soon as he finished speaking, his free hand held up a three-inch Buddhist kingdom... no, now it's a demon kingdom!

He holds the Demon Kingdom in his hands, and can cover the sky with a single hand!

The hand was raised high, but the sky was obscured, the earth's energy was disrupted, and even the Dharma form was affected by the chaos brought by the demon, with cracks appearing on its body.

The demons of the Demon Kingdom swarmed out, and then suddenly turned into a sea of fire!

The fire raged across the sky! It grew stronger and stronger, even becoming somewhat frenzied.

Flames kept shooting out of the chimney, and one after another, arrogant demons poked their heads out from the flames to observe the outside world. They were all blue-faced and fanged, and looked terrifying.

The sky was bathed in a crimson glow, and countless ghostly faces formed the face of a demon god.

That was the Chanzhi Zhi.

He looked down from amidst the endless flames of hell.

His piercing gaze looked down from the sky, fixed intently on the ground.

Shen Shuibi and Zhang Lan's faces were flushed red, and the entire sky seemed to blaze with hellish flames.

The demon pounced.

Its claws are long and sharp; it is filled with anger and resentment, harboring malicious intentions.

When the demons pounced down, the ten gates of the demon kingdom opened wide, and a hot wind arose, blowing hot black sand.

These hot winds blew down on the animals and mountains below that hadn't had time to escape, and all living things were blackened, their skin burned by the hot sand, their flesh pierced to the bone!

However, it's not just about popularity.

Countless black sands, like a grinding machine, grinded and polished. Those struck by the hot wind and black sand had their flesh and bones shattered, pus and blood flowing out. The bitterness and pain were incalculable, and the surrounding area for hundreds of miles was filled with wailing and lamentation, like hell!

"The appearance of hell?" Shen Shuibi below recognized the origin of this method at a glance.

All of these demons were lives that Chanzhi Zhi had killed!

He refined the souls of these lives into this demon, and then used the beings in hell as a model to forge this demon kingdom!

This is a reenactment of the suffering of hell in the cycle of reincarnation, an endless stream of resentment, trying to drag all living things in front of it into the torment of hell.

That three-inch Buddha Kingdom is this three-inch Demon Kingdom.

The Buddha-Demon Unity is the very essence of Chanzhi Zhi's practice!

Buddha is demon, and demon is Buddha.

Hell descended upon this place, and the earth's energy and water vapor below were thrown into chaos!

Boundless Black Mist surged all around, resembling gloomy clouds, dust fog, fierce winds, and torrential rain. Evil deeds, evil words, evil intentions, and evil returns continuously emerged. Demonic mist billowed all around, and evil atmosphere wafted, as if a celestial demon had descended.

Formations are rooted in their environment.

The surrounding environment has been forcibly altered.

The virtual Dharma image that was formed was on the verge of collapse.

This is why such formations are difficult to succeed; unless they have other foundations, relying solely on the power of heaven and earth makes them easy to be cut off by others.

The power of heaven and earth is something you can use, and so can others; it just depends on whose skill level is higher.

A seventh-rank expert can change the world. If the formation you created by borrowing the power of heaven and earth cannot protect the surrounding world, it will all be for naught.

However, everything was as expected.

Seeing this, Shen Shuibi made a hand Hand Seals, and then saw the Old Ma suddenly fly out from behind her.

The Old Ma, which was already prepared, quickly flew over. Shen Shuibi mounted the horse and galloped away at high speed.

It's time to evacuate.

Zhang Lan had already run away. After catching his breath after delivering that fatal blow, he had already made his escape.

Without Gundam, an eighth-rank cultivation level cultivator is just cannon fodder here; it's best to run away quickly.

However, Chanzhi did not pursue. On the contrary, he suddenly sat cross-legged on the spot, put his hands together, and became more reserved.

Because that shaky statue suddenly lit up.

Earth's energy and water vapor began to surge.

Isn't it just self-destruction?

Guangyang Prefect is a master, so why wouldn't Shen Shuibi be?

The stove was already stuffed with flammable wood shavings; it would burst into flames at the slightest Mars.

Chanzhi frowned. He sensed it too. The formation below was nearing its end. After two consecutive sword strikes, the formation was on the verge of collapse and was about to be completely destroyed by the Hellish Image.

However, the formation is about to explode.

If you try to chase after them, not only will you fail to catch them, but you'll also risk getting hurt by their self-destruction.

So he kept his mind focused, and his demonic body began to shrink, from the size of someone who could cover the sky with one hand to the size of a child.

Contain your forces and stabilize your defense.

While this makes one more vulnerable to one-on-one damage like from a single sword strike, it reduces the impact of large-scale explosions like self-destruct attacks.

Dragon Steed and Shen Shuibi ran further and further away.

But it's okay.

They can't escape.

Even at its full power, that Dragon Steed could only travel a mile in an instant, and at most last for a few minutes.

Although the Dragon Steed was incredibly fast, considered exceptionally fast among the ninth-rank monks, it meant nothing to the Chanzhi.

This speed is like taking a stroll for him.

How fast is a seventh-rank speed?

Just look at what happened to Guangyang Prefect. In just three or four breaths, he ran more than a hundred miles away, escaping his interference range and making a hasty escape.

Although it was a near-limit speed, similar to a desperate 100-meter sprint, it still demonstrated the speed of a seventh-rank athlete, even though neither side was particularly good at sprinting.

If one has a seventh-grade skill specializing in speed, increasing speed by dozens of times is not difficult.

Wait, where is the Guangyang Prefect?

He--

Just as the Chanzhi had this question in mind, he saw countless Law Treasure flashing in the sky, forming a starry sky composed of Law Treasure.

Sometime later, the Guangyang Prefect actually returned!

And what's more, he attacked me with a face full of grief and indignation!?

Where did he get the courage?

One hundred and fifty miles away, Wang Baiyan stood on the mountaintop, gently tapping his folding fan, gazing at the distant battlefield.

His task was to wait outside and carry out some planning tasks.

Within a hundred miles, there is probably not a single survivor now; all the birds, beasts, fish, and birds have been devoured by hell.

A true hell on earth.

Hell is depicted on a small scale here, with countless demons and evil spirits, and only their cries of agony filling the world.

Ghosts and spirits run rampant, thorns grow on the ground, mosquitoes, horseflies, bees sting, snakes, poisonous insects, hot winds, and black sand rush in, devouring everything.

The perverse views and delusions spread over a hundred miles, and all beings within it are afflicted by the ten evil deeds.

When a person's body perishes and their life ends, they all fall into hell.

A battle between seventh-rank officials is terrifying.

However, Li Qi is even more terrifying.

Just now, that seventh-rank Guangyang Prefect fled here.

As instructed by Li Qi, Wang Baiyan handed him a sealed letter.

Wang Baiyan didn't know the contents either, and no one had ever opened it.

However, that dignified seventh-rank official, who was extremely afraid of his life and lived like a rat, gritted his teeth after seeing Li Qi's letter and actually turned back.

I really want to know what was written in the letter.

Thinking about all this, Wang Baiyan turned around, cupped his hands in a humble manner, and said to a thin, blond man behind him, "Has the Rat King observed the situation clearly?"

The thin, blond man looked to be in his forties or fifties. He was ugly, hunchbacked, and short, about five feet tall.

His body hair was all golden, including his head hair, eyebrows, and even chest hair, which were pure gold but did not shine.

The teeth in the mouth are sharp, and the front teeth are very conspicuous.

He looks like an extraordinary person, but we can tell who he is from his title.

The Rat King of the Rat Soil Tomb.

Without a doubt, he was also a seventh-rank expert, someone who had come from the far west of the world to the southwest with the Chanzhi.

"That's clear enough. However, based on my understanding of Chanzhi, the strength you've shown so far gives you less than a 10% chance of winning. So far, this guy hasn't even revealed his true strength." The Rat King grinned, looking at the battlefield in the distance.

There, the terrifying pressure before the formation self-destructed, and the brilliance of countless Law Treasure shining in the sky were still present.

The battle continues.

"What if the Rat King intervenes?" Wang Baiyan asked again.

"If I intervene, our chances of winning are fifty percent," the Rat King said. "Now you know why I insisted on seeing you make your move before deciding whether to intervene or not, right?"

"Is that demonic monk really that powerful? I think he had already used Divine Ability before, and they were all top-notch supernatural Divine Ability. Whether it was the Peacock King Mantra, the Three-Inch Buddha Kingdom, or the Buddha-Demon Unity, which transformed the Buddha Kingdom into the hellish appearance, they were all extremely powerful. Does he still have Trump Card?" Wang Baiyan frowned.

"Buddha-Demon Unity, Buddha-Demon Unity, did you see the demon? Or did you see the Buddha?" the Rat King retorted.

Wang Baiyan took a deep breath and immediately understood.

The Chanzhi demon monk's Trump Card is the Buddha-Demon Unity.

It is neither the Buddha of the Peacock King, nor the demon of hell, but rather the two combined into one.

No wonder.

However, upon hearing this, Wang Baiyan immediately cupped his hands and said, "Then what does the Rat King think of the young master's promise? This demonic monk is so powerful. If he is used as Blood Sacrifice offering, the Rat Soil Tomb will surely benefit immensely, right? The young master has already agreed that he will not take a single bit of the Blood Sacrifice power."