In the blink of an eye, seven Buddha figures formed from Formless Mystic Fire had taken shape. These seven fire Buddhas, whose faces resembled Lu Xiaotian's, brought their palms together and struck out with one palm each. In an instant, streaks of Buddhist seals formed from Formless Mystic Fire illuminated the surrounding area, turning everything before them a blazing red. The dozen or so blue-armored corpse monsters that had charged forward were all trapped within the fire Buddhas' domain.
A sea of fire spread across the ground and sky. The blue-armored corpse monsters trapped within this Buddhist inferno shrieked one after another, the corpse aura on their bodies sizzling as it burned within the fire prison. Let alone these blue-armored corpse monsters—even the fire corpses Che Da and Che Er, who were behind them, felt fear rising from the depths of their souls when they saw the Formless Mystic Fire Lu Xiaotian had unleashed. They were corpse-kind as well. If this Formless Mystic Fire reached the two brothers, their fate would be no better than that of the blue-armored corpse monsters.
"Manpower has its limits. I'd like to see just how much of this Formless Mystic Fire you can wield." Wu Changlian quickly saw where Lu Xiaotian's weakness lay. Outside, all these blue-armored corpse monsters combined would not have been enough to withstand a single blaze from him—the Formless Mystic Fire was far too effective against corpse monsters. But within the Demon Tomb, the Formless Mystic Fire's might was suppressed far too severely.
Of course, if they were not inside this place, neither he nor the Bloodcry Mosquito Demon would have been so stifled. The Formless Mystic Fire was indeed formidable against the blue-armored corpse monsters, but its power was limited here. So what if they lost this portion of