Westward Journey into Dragon

Chapter 645 Seventh Level Pagoda
"call……"

The dark wind howled, the flames of the Buddha were raging, and on the White Tiger Ridge, the fighting was very tragic.From time to time, there are corpses and demon soldiers falling apart, turning into shredded flesh and bones, releasing demon energy, and from time to time, arhats set themselves on fire and die together with the enemy.

These immortals with extraordinary physical strength fought tirelessly. After three days and three nights of fierce fighting, there were originally five hundred arhats and more than eight thousand corpses. , there are only more than 200 and less than 3 left, and the reduction in the number of skeleton demon soldiers is even more serious. There are more than [-] troops, and only less than [-] are still standing.

The remaining [-] bald heads of the [-] arhats are all elites among the arhats, and the worst ones are in the middle stage of arhats. There are many Bodhisattva-level figures at the peak of Taiyi Jinxian. The mysterious realm, compared with the previous one, is more than several times more difficult.

With one wing, the flying zombies turned into one, almost ignoring space, shuttled back and forth with incomparable speed, and the skeleton soldiers wore scale armor, which were powerful and invulnerable. These elites among the arhats also found it very difficult to fight.

Although the Arhats and the Demon Soldiers fight with their bodies, every move they make can dissipate the power of the broken mountain, which is enough to make the wind surge and the sky and the earth change color.

"Retire!" Out of the five hundred arhats, the bald head, who was wearing the clothes of a lord, yelled loudly, and the remaining two hundred or so bald heads fought for a while before retreating to the foot of the White Tiger Ridge.

After the five hundred arhats rested for a day, nearly ten thousand golden-armored Buddhist soldiers flew from the west, but their cultivation levels were generally not high, most of them were in the mortal realm, and few of them were immortals.

"Could these be the cannon fodder troops sent by the Buddhist sect to deliver blood to these undead?" Chen Xian had been paying attention to the developments in Baihuling. After seeing these ten thousand Buddhist soldiers, he couldn't help but wondered.

But things are always unexpected. The newly arrived nearly ten thousand golden-armored Buddhist soldiers did not rush forward to fight the two thousand mutated bones recklessly, but circled the White Tiger Ridge, laying down piles of items.

"This doesn't look like an formation!" Chen Xian frowned, unable to figure out what the Buddhist sect was up to.

"Sky flint, lightning wood, Buddha fat... all seem to be inflammable and explosive materials. Could it be that they want to use thunder, fire and other yang things to kill Yin and evil?" Chen Xian carefully looked at what these Buddhist soldiers brought out. After doing something, I thought about it secretly, and felt that the way the Buddhist sect acted was really making a fuss out of a molehill.

The army of [-] undead seems to be powerful, but in the past, it was so laborious and mobilized, it was better for the Tathagata to personally attack the Five Elements Mountain with a map attack, which was enough to clear away these skeletons and mummies in an instant.No matter how bad it is, Avalokitesvara can do it, but now that nearly three hundred arhats have died, why bother?
"Guanyin is not from the Tathagata. It seems that the Tathagata does not want to give her such a great contribution from Baihuling! The monkeys have been fighting for more than a month, and the merits have almost been reaped. That's why they sent their own people to take the subsequent merits." Chen Xian speculated.

When Chen Xian was guessing maliciously, those Buddhist soldiers were almost arranged. Chen Xian looked at them and saw that there were 260 four piles in total, which was the same number as the rest of the Arhats.

"It's no wonder that we didn't arrange it at the beginning. I don't think there are many Buddhist materials, not enough for five hundred arhats to use together. Moreover, there were too many demon soldiers and their cultivation levels were low, so it was not worth using this arrangement." Chen Xian saw the remaining five hundred arhats. Standing in front of and behind a pile of materials piled up in a tower shape, one person's heart was moved, and he looked more carefully, wanting to see how these arhats used these materials.

These arhats stood before and after the piled up "towers", and did not rush to do anything, but sat down cross-legged and recited mantras.

"Om-well-nee-ba-me-hum!" The remaining two or six or four arhats all recited the blessing mantra "Six-Syllable Mantra", and blessed each of them on their bodies. On the "tower" in front of it.

The arhats are working hard, and those coolies who are obviously transporting materials can't be idle, one by one put their hands together, and perform the great ceremony of throwing their bodies to the ground with pious expressions, like a pilgrimage. Blessed on the "tower".

"Seven-level pagoda?" With the blessing of Arhat's mantra and the wish of coolies, the abstract "pagodas" gradually became concrete, and they could be vaguely divided into seven floors. Surprised, there are some tricks in the dark way, this kind of weapon refining method is really unique.

With the blessing of mantras and vows, the pagoda gradually took shape, with the Buddha's light shining, thunder and fire shining, and the momentum is awe-inspiring. The sound of wind and thunder is often heard, and fire and lightning flash from time to time, like thunder peaks that suppress demons and demons.

After seven consecutive days of casting spells like this, suddenly dark clouds billowed in the field, and electric snakes pierced through the clouds and fog, hitting the 260 four pagodas.

"Buzzing..."

After being struck by lightning, the 260 four seven-level Buddhist radiance and thunder-flaming pagodas trembled immediately, uttering moaning sounds like weeping, shaking off countless sparks.

Mars is very dazzling, but like a meteor, it is fleeting and turned into ashes, and it is instantly reduced to nothing by the scattered thunder.

"One, two, three...79, eighty, 81!" Chen Xianmo counted the number of thunderbolts falling on each pagoda, no more, no less, exactly 81.

"The number of ninety-nine is one, it's really a wonderful method of refining, it can control the number of thunderbolts falling!" Chen Xian was amazed, what he praised was not the superb level of refining of those arhats, but the creation of this method of refining the expert.

With such a miraculous refining method, Chen Xian could only get a glimpse of it, secretly thinking that it was probably a secret method handed down by a sage.

Not to mention that Chen Xian was amazed, but said that after the baptism of 81 thunderbolts, the 260 four seven-level pagodas seemed to have been washed out of lead. , will erupt at any time.

"Bump bump..."

260 The four seven-level pagodas vibrated like a heart beating, making a violent pulsating sound, and the ripples spread out like circles of shock, collapsing mountains and cracking mountains, showing the extremely powerful power hidden inside.

"This pagoda has just been refined, and its power is at its peak. If you can suppress all these 2000 demon soldiers in one go, it will become a magic weapon for suppressing demons!" Chen Xian's heart moved, knowing that the most important moment had come, his eyes were shining brightly, He kept staring at those stupas, wanting to see what special abilities they had.

"boom……"

There was a roar, like a landslide and an earth crack, and the 260 four seven-level pagodas suddenly burst into infinite Buddha light, and massive thunder and fire overwhelmingly crushed towards the demon soldiers on Baihu Ridge.

(End of this chapter)