Chapter 1088 Consummate all virtues and eliminate all evils

"Even Fu Sangshen is so stubborn, how can we easily admit defeat?!"

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Fujiwara's back resolutely appeared in front of the gap in the torn formation wall.

"Twenty-three years ago, Yinyang Liao received a secret imperial edict and guarded this place until now."

Facing the twisted and ferocious blood shadow rushing towards the gap with its fangs and claws, he unhurriedly took out something from his chest...

"But there is one person who is still alive, and he will not dare to disgrace the mission!"

Hot and dazzling light bloomed from Fujiwara's hand.

"My Fujiwara tree, in the name of Yinyang Liao, I respectfully invite you, the sacred artifact of the country, the Yata Mirror!"

A tall translucent giant round mirror, like a city wall standing in the gap of the formation!

The mirror surface lingering with crimson and golden lights turned to the waves of blood rushing towards the face, reflecting distorted and deformed faces...

There, in addition to Higashino Kohei, there are various ghosts such as ghosts, cows, octopuses, and giant dogs.

When the eyes met the "self" in the mirror, the dense blood shadow froze and "frozen" in place.

"Is this the Yata Mirror, one of the three artifacts of the Japanese imperial family?"

Even Chardonnay, who was in the distance, looked over curiously: "As expected, it is the legendary artifact that reflected the face of Amaterasu and regained the sunshine for the world."

In that smooth mirror, apart from Tsukage Chikusa lying behind the computer, there is no existence of himself...

There is only a distorted and blurred human-shaped black shadow.

"The Yata Mirror cannot 'suppress the soul' too many targets at the same time..."

It seemed to be extremely difficult to maintain the Yata Mirror, and Fujiwara was hunched over, even having difficulty speaking.

"Quick... take advantage of this time... to deal with them!"

More and more blood shadows came out of the blood cocoon and came to the mirror to "enjoy themselves alone", and his pressure increased exponentially.

"Stacking the Arhat Tower, send me up!"

"Luohan Tower? Host, do you want to... But, your body..."

"Stop talking too much!"

While roaring, Hongfa stepped on the "pagoda" hurriedly erected by several monks with their buttocks and waist straightened, and took several steps into the air.

Leaping to the same height as the black Buddha cross-legged, a wisp of karma burst from the skull lotus platform into Hongfa's body...

"Zong Chun, open your 'Sky Eye' and take a good look."

All his clothes were burned, revealing a strong body like the roots of an old tree.

"Brother..."

In the reflection of Zong Chun's white eyes, Hongfa incarnated as "Fire Man" fell towards the sea of ​​blood on the west side...

"This style of 'Buddha Fate Palm' left by the master, the brother has made a small improvement. I call it..."

"Fate of Buddha..."

"boom!"

As the ground shook and the karmic fire stirred, countless blood-colored figures evaporated in an instant, leaving a five-finger-shaped void of nearly 100 square meters in the sea of ​​blood.

"...Eighteen palms!"

That gap has not yet been filled by the "clones" who have followed one after another, and one after another, huge palm prints with karma rising, blooming overwhelmingly!

"Boom...boom...boom...boom...boom...boom..."

The endlessly flowing sea of ​​blood was instantly evaporated into a vast void.

"Brother Hongfa!"

Zong Chun leaped out from behind the formation wall in big strides, and supported Hongfa who had fallen in mid-air.

"Zong Chun...the pose just now...can you see it clearly?"

"Zong Chun sees it clearly."

"It's so good... This style has too much shock to the internal organs, hurts the enemy and harms oneself, so don't abuse it."

Only after he got his hands on did he realize that the bones of Hongfa's whole body were broken, and his whole body was as limp as mud.

"No need to say it all, it's lunch time!"

Fujiwara Takumi descended from the sky and put his hand on Kobo's shoulder.

"Kacha...Kacha...Kacha..."

While the majestic chrysanthemum patterns surged, there was a crackling sound of bones joining together in Hongfa's body.

It was thanks to the blessing of Fujiwara Takumi's magical powers, coupled with his powerful mobility and healing power, that the crowd preserved their vitality to the maximum extent under the siege of this terrifying blood shadow.

But at this time, the chrysanthemum patterns gushing out of his body were no longer as continuous as before, but became sparse and intermittent.

Trapped in this sea of ​​blood that demanded too much, even Lu Ren's "favor" was a little bit powerless.

"Principal Fujiwara, there is no need to waste divine power. The Buddha's Fate Palm consumes not only the body, but also the life essence. During this period of time, the poor monk has used this forbidden move one after another, and the time of the poor monk is numbered."

"What, brother...you..."

"Zong Chun, the end of the senior brother's life has come. The position of abbot of the Kawasaki Daishi Temple, the responsibility of entering the world to eliminate spirits, and the promise of protecting the Araki Venerable, are all entrusted to you."

"...I can see you come back from the lost way and return to the mountain gate. I am also worthy of the teacher."

Stretching out his hand to caress the top of Zong Chun's smooth head, Hong Fa struggled to straighten his back and sit cross-legged on the ground.

"Amitabha Buddha, he attained the supreme way by himself, saved countless beings, and entered nirvana without residue, extinguished like a fire that burns out."

Facing the black Buddha on the top of his head, clasping his hands together, he recited reverently: "With the fire of karma added to the body, if you can enter the silence in front of the Buddha, you will have no regrets in this life!"

Maintaining this devout posture, Hongfa, who had white beard and hair, the light in his eyes dimmed a little bit.

"Pray for death and get rid of lust..."

No grief could be seen in the pure white eyes, Zong Chun knelt down with a "plop", put his hands together in front of his chest, and bowed slowly to Hongfa: "Zong Chun, I respectfully send the presiding officer to pass away."

"There are no virtues, no obstacles..."

"Perfect all virtues and eliminate all evils..."

"Congratulations, the host is dead."

The monks sitting cross-legged on both sides also let out a loud cry of pain in unison.

But the increasingly tragic battle situation cannot tolerate the sad and flowing time.

"Be careful, the state of these guys is not right!"

At this moment, the remaining plasma in Hongfa's palm prints, like boiling water, flowed in the same direction...

The newborn blood shadows no longer rushed towards the black Buddha and the walls on both sides as before, but gathered together.

A blood-colored face about ten meters high emerged from the surging plasma...

Then, under the head, an even more majestic upper body rose from the sea of ​​blood!

On that blurred face, a pair of fierce giant eyes looked towards the eight-foot mirror.

"Crack..."

A long and narrow crack exploded on the smooth mirror ~lightnovelpub.net~ instantly.

"Certainly!!"

A deep roar came from the half-length giant's mouth, echoing in the arena!

"Yan Ling, don't listen!"

"Don't look at each other, those are evil eyes!"

Since the fight, everyone has been familiar with the blood shadow's various methods originating from the ghosts, and they have some countermeasures to some extent.

But the most difficult thing is that these blood shadows are obviously ignorant, but they can rely on their fighting instincts to continuously develop new fighting methods, which makes people hard to guard against.

"Not only has the body size increased, but also the strength and spell power..."

Even so, in front of the "Yan Ling" whose power was several times stronger than before, everyone still stiffened and fell to their knees.

"This is beyond the scope of ghosts and gods, can it be called a 'demon'?"

The half-body blood giant in front of him is somewhat similar to the black sky demon that descended on Ikebukuro a few days ago.

(end of this chapter)