"Spirit-Devouring Vine!"
The instant the gray-black canopy descended, Lin Mo lashed out with his arm and roared, "Save them!"
The Vine Root Ball, glowing with pale golden light, shot out of Lin Mo's sleeve. The roots at its base swiftly took hold in the earth below, and thirty-six main vines surged three thousand meters into the sky like mighty dragons with gnarled limbs.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!
All the vines extended rapidly, swept up the three eminent monks and Hai Beier, then swiftly returned to Lin Mo's side.
At the same time.
The gray-black canopy descended, settling firmly over the summit of Buddha Hand Peak.
Boom!
The entire Buddha Hand Peak shook violently.
Under the pressure of the gray-black canopy, the Buddha light barrier surrounding Buddha Hand Peak developed a depression visible to the naked eye.
The Buddhist disciples maintaining the formation all spewed blood. The Buddha light on their bodies dimmed in an instant, and their spirits wilted to the extreme.
The eight Nascent Soul monks of the Zhi generation fared slightly better, but they, too, suffered grievous losses of vital energy and could no longer fight.
"The Formless Demon Seed's essence remains undying, and his evil light is endless."
At the entrance to the Precious Temple Hall, Master Zhichang wore a sorrowful expression. "We have exhausted almost every means at our disposal to resist the evil light, yet the Formless Demon Seed remains as steady as Mount Tai, without the slightest sign of weakness."
"I'm afraid the Ten Thousand Buddhas Paying Homage Formation cannot hold out much longer. Our only hope now is..."
At this point, he glanced at the Bodhi Sapling in Lin Mo's hand, and his voice abruptly stopped.
The Bodhi Tree!
Over the previous two days, he, Zonge, and Zhikong had devoted all their