Yuan Kong came to the top of the mountain behind Kongwen Temple and cast a spell again. He opened his mouth and spit out a flame. This flame was not solid, but green, like a will-o'-the-wisp, floating three feet in front of him.
"Chasing the soul!" As Yuan Kong pointed out, the will-o'-the-wisp rushed high into the sky with a hiss, and then released green light waves, rapidly expanding.
At this moment, Yuan Kong was highly concentrated, taking in almost everything around him.
The green light wave continued to spread, and finally, a quarter of an hour later, something strange appeared in the southeast direction. A red light spot emerged, flashed three times in a row, and quickly disappeared.
"Found it!" Yuan Kong immediately retracted the will-o'-the-wisp, remembered the direction, and measured the distance. He shouted loudly and slashed his arm in the air. A force of space burst out, tearing open a crack, and then the entire
People step in.
Inside the crack is a chaotic world, with only a tunnel formed by a beam of light in front of it, and Yuan Kong keeps shuttling in the tunnel.
The top of the mountain behind Kongwen Temple is about five to six hundred miles away from the location of Jianwen Yuanhun. At this time, the space shuttle ability of Yuanying monks greatly shortened the travel time.
After a stick of incense, at a desolate beach location, when his spiritual consciousness sensed that there was no one within a mile of the surrounding area, Yuan Kong split the space again, and a crack appeared. Then he stepped out of it and immediately restrained himself.
breath.
When we came to the soft beach, we could hear the sound of waves.
Boom... boom... boom...
About ten miles away, there was a sound similar to drumming, as well as firelight, and there were many auras of mortals and some monks. The cultivation level of these monks was below the level of pill formation.
Yuan Kong simply transformed into a mortal, dressed as a typical fisherman, and deliberately adopted the appearance of an old man, and then walked towards the location where the noise came from.
The closer he got to that place, the more he could feel the breath of the soul. He could feel that the other person's soul seemed very sluggish. He didn't know if it was due to torture or other reasons.
More than ten miles of road lay beneath his feet, but in the blink of an eye, he soon saw an altar, a tall altar.
The sudden appearance of such an altar in a seaside fishing village is indeed bizarre and should not have appeared at all.
The height of the altar reached three feet, and there was a deep well in the middle, emitting bursts of strange aroma. After smelling a little bit, Yuan Kong felt a little irritable inside.
On both sides of the altar door stood two tall demon stone statues, with green faces and fangs, but their eyes were closed, and their arms were folded on their chests, as if they were in a deep sleep.
A circle of men and women danced a kind of sacrificial dance around them. There were no old people or children, all were young men and women. They were dancing, and they were all wearing very little, but their skins were covered with strange patterns using various colors of paint.
Various demonic faces, various gestures, incomprehensible words, etc.
Many old people held or pulled children and stood ten feet away from the altar to watch. The expressions of these people were a little numb.
Yuan Kong took the opportunity to gather his spiritual energy and blew out a breath, which caused a strong wind and even brought some sea water with him, triggering a gust of wind and rain. The crowd suddenly became panicked, and he took the opportunity to sneak into these mortals.
"Quiet!" scoldings came one after another. More than a dozen Qi practitioners and foundation-building monks flew over with magic weapons, then landed. A long whip appeared in their hands and began to whip everyone, making these mortals tremble.
It quickly became quiet.
Yuan Kong did not take action to deal with these monks, nor did he save these mortals. From the eyes of these mortals, he saw only submission and numbness, without the will to resist. Such lives are worse than ants.
After the whipping, the storm just ended quickly, and the ceremony will continue.
"Save me...venerable...save me..." The soul of the abbot heard howling, which reached Yuankong's ears, but he remained unmoved.
These young men and women danced again, and the atmosphere rose again. At this time, a female foundation-building cultivator, accompanied by two male foundation-building cultivators, came to the deep well inside the altar door, took a look deep inside, and said: "
We need more blood sacrifices and more youthful vitality..."
Then, these monks captured several couples of young men and women from the dancing young men and women around them. They first cut the necks of a pair of men and women, letting their blood spurt out and fell into the well. The men and women struggled, but were killed by the monks' magic.
It's tied up and there's no way to break free.
In less than a moment, these men and women fell down, and there was no longer much blood.
Then came the next couple. Although the man and woman behind were very frightened and trembling, no one showed resistance, or even just begged for mercy.
"Honored...sir...save...save...me..." The cry for help from the Yuanhun that he heard became weaker and weaker. Yuankong confirmed that there was no longer a Yuanying monk of the same level nearby, and then decided
Take action.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh...
Several beads flashing with purple light suddenly shot out from the surrounding mortals.
"How brave!"
"Who?"
"court death!"
The next moment, these shouts and curses stopped abruptly, and beads penetrated the body one after another. The whole person softened and fell to the ground.
Then, the other monks roared and summoned their magic weapons to attack the crowd where Yuan Kong was.
But the few beads that had penetrated their companions just now turned around and penetrated them again. The magic weapon flew halfway, lost contact with its owner, and hung directly in the air, swinging back and forth, losing its spirituality.
Finally, the few remaining monks knew they were in trouble and fled one after another. Some set up magic weapons and escaped simply and quickly, while others threw out special talismans to instantly turn themselves into birds, flap their wings and fly away.
. Others use earth magic or water magic to sneak into the ground or the sea and directly use these terrains to escape.
Yuan Kong effortlessly killed them one by one. For Yuanying monks, it was easy to kill these low-level monks.
Yuan Kong returned to his true form, and all the mortals around him knelt down, shouting commonplace words such as the Bodhisattva appearing.
Looking at the mortals around him who were worshiping him, Yuan Kong felt agitated for no reason. He found that he was getting more and more tired of these humble beings, especially the way they were slaughtered by everyone just now, and he wanted to crush them to pieces.
However, due to the training and ancestral training of the disciples of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Sect, Yuan Kong still pretended to be humble and saluted these mortals with their hands together.
A barrier was laid, which immediately erased the altar from the eyes of mortals. At the same time, these mortals had the idea of leaving this place, so they fled here in twos and threes. Soon the fishing village was abandoned and became quiet.
Arriving at the deep well inside the altar, Yuan Kong frowned, resisting the smell of blood that hit his nostrils, and took a look inside the well, and found that there was actually a huge eyeball inside, which was continuously sucking the food he had just enshrined.
of mortal blood, every time it is sucked, it seems that this eyeball will regain some strength.
"Venerable...Venerable Yuankong...save me..." The voice of Yuanhun came again. Yuankong simply used his spiritual power and transformed into a huge palm, directly grabbing the huge eyeball in the well.
After taking it up, the eyeball suddenly erupted with a fierce wave, as if it was about to eat someone.
After taking a closer look, Yuan Kong discovered that deep inside the pupils of his eyes was the soul of Wisdom.
"Jinwen, you may not be able to be saved. Why don't you tell me everything you know, and I will give you a happy life." Yuan Kong discovered that this eyeball was an evil thing, and it was an unknown evil thing, so he wanted to tell me everything he knew.
To rescue the soul from it, he wanted to kill the eyeball, but after killing it, the soul of seeing and hearing collapsed.
After seeing and hearing this, he cried crazily: "No, you can't do this. I have devoted my whole life to the Ten Thousand Buddhas Sect, and you can't treat me like this. As long as... you just need to find a physical body for me, I... I may be able to take it away."
"
"Your soul has been destroyed, leaving only a trace of your soul. Seizing the body will almost never succeed. If you kill me, it will only be a military defeat. You can still be reincarnated. Why are you so stubborn?" Yuan Kong said coldly.
After seeing this, he laughed very sadly, and said while laughing: "To put it lightly, how many reincarnations will it take to awaken? Maybe I will sink into the world forever and suffer the pain of life and death. I don't want to suffer this reincarnation.
It's painful, so, I would rather die and disappear." After saying that, Wisdom controlled the huge eyeballs and directly released a blood-light impact, spreading towards the original sky.