The soul of the Three-Eyed Heavenly Lord was shattered into pieces in Chi Ming's mouth.
Visible to the naked eye, the cracks on Chi Ming's body have also become lighter.
It seems that he is healing by devouring souls.
"What a weak soul. My injuries have only recovered so much."
Chi Ming was very dissatisfied.
Although he managed to survive Xing Tian's battle axe, his injuries were indeed serious.
However, Chi Ming was able to heal and recover by swallowing souls.
But even a semi-saint's soul can only be of little help to Chi Ming's injuries.
Not much was recovered.
"Heavenly Lord!!!!"
Huikong and others were horrified.
This Chi Ming is not dead!
Moreover, he launched a sneak attack, killed the Three-Eyed Heavenly Lord, and even devoured the Soul of the Three-Eyed Heavenly Lord.
Just now they thought it was a disaster, but they didn't expect the situation to change so quickly.
The Three-Eyed Heavenly Lord with semi-saint cultivation suddenly fell away.
"Is this Chi Ming immortal? Not even such a powerful wood carving can completely kill him!"
Huikong gritted his teeth, feeling extremely sad and angry.
"Huikong, does the Holy Son have any other treasures for you?"
Monk Daoji ignored his grief and anger and hurriedly asked Huikong.
Huikong shook his head.
"The wood carvings and cattail fans were all brought by the young monk from Fuyun Mountain, and there is nothing else."
"ah?"
Upon hearing this, Monk Daoji and everyone else's hearts froze.
I thought Huikong had some other tricks to squeeze the bottom, but I didn't expect that the wood carving was already the last trump card.
But now the wooden sculptures have flown away, but Chi Ming is still alive.
What should I do?
"At this point, I have no choice!"
Huikong quickly adjusted his mentality and stared at Chi Ming.
"The young monk still has this golden bell spiritual treasure in his hand. He will do his best to use the power of the spiritual treasure to suppress this strange demon king!"
"Everyone, try your best. This strange demon king was injured by the wooden sculpture. It is impossible for him to be as strong as before!"
"We don't have no chance!"
Huikong's voice revealed firmness and determination.
When everyone heard his words, they could feel Huikong's determination and courage to sacrifice and become benevolent.
"good!"
"That's all!"
"Give it a try!"
"The worst case scenario is risking your life!"
Everyone spoke out one after another, all showing their determination to make a last-ditch effort.
Huikong took a deep breath.
Activate the golden bell again.
The golden bell flew straight towards Chi Ming, and among the bursts of Buddha's light, golden chains emerged one after another.
"hehe!"
Chi Ming sneered, and the black chain behind him flew out.
The golden chains and the black chains kept colliding, like dragons fighting in the sky.
Huikong clasped his hands together and closed his eyes.
"Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva, walking in the deep Prajnaparamita for a long time, sees that all five aggregates are empty, and can survive all hardships."
Huikong is reciting Buddhist scriptures.
Along with Huikong's chanting, swastika Buddha seals appeared one after another and merged into the golden bell.
Buzz!!!
It seems that it has been blessed by Huikong's Buddhist power, and the power of the golden bell has also increased.
The golden bell suddenly became as big as a mountain.
All of a sudden, Chi Ming was trapped under the golden bell.
Chi Ming's expression remained unchanged and he kept punching out with his fists.
DONG DONG DONG DONG DONG!!!
The dull bombardment sounded continuously from within the golden bell.
The golden bell's light keeps flashing, but it is an innate spiritual treasure after all and will not be broken so easily.
"Everyone, please do it quickly!!!"
Huikong shouted.
Everyone took action.
Everyone, including the four-border coalition forces, took action against Chi Ming, who was shrouded by the golden bell.
Everyone used all their strength without any reservation.
Everyone knows that if you exert as much effort as possible, there will be more hope of killing this Chi Ming.
Countless offensives gathered together, the power was truly astonishing.
It's almost comparable to the power of a saint.
Everyone's offensive bombarded Chi Ming's body together.
Chi Ming roared, unable to escape from the shackles of the golden bell, and could only bear it with his body.
Boom boom boom boom!!!
The crowd's offensive lasted as long as a stick of incense.
After a stick of incense.
Everyone is exhausted.
The offensive stopped.
"Is it done?"
Everyone looked nervously under the golden bell.
I feel both anxious and hopeful.
I just hope that Chi Ming has died under the combined attack of everyone.
But very quickly.
The figure under the golden bell appeared again.
Chi Ming!
He is still alive!
He was not killed by everyone's joint efforts.
To be continued...