RNP Chapter 1445
Chapter 1445
"Faith can be bright and just on the surface, but the means may not be."
Zhang Yi said lightly.
He stared at the old wooden box in the hands of the funeral master, and he had already vaguely guessed what it was.
Tantric Buddhism has had the custom of making magic tools since ancient times. This custom will not appear out of thin air, and there must be a reason for it.
After coming to Tantric Buddhism, what he saw and heard slowly gave him an idea in his heart.
Using human flesh and blood, or so-called souls and the like, powerful seals can be made.
This seal is not for other purposes, but to restrain the existence of supernatural powers.
It is like the eternal gate at the entrance to the Demon Kingdom.
By sacrificing the lives of 100,000 creatures, the prying of Ipsilon-level aliens can be resisted.
Another example is the sea of blood formed by blood.
At this moment, it is conceivable how the magic tool taken out by the supreme funeral master of Tantric Buddhism was made.
The more powerful the magic tool, the greater the number of lives consumed.
The funeral master uncovered the last layer of talisman paper, and then opened the dark red old wooden box.
The moment the box was opened, Zhang Yi and his companions could vaguely hear noisy and shrill wails.
It was as if countless people who died tragically were howling wildly in their ears.
Zhang Yi's face suddenly turned pale. Even from a distance, he felt physiological discomfort, and even his own supernatural powers began to become unstable.
He hurriedly retreated more than ten kilometers again, and the feeling slowly dissipated.
Gao Changkong and Lancelot were the same, and no one was better.
They used equipment to observe the battle there from a distance.
The funeral master reached out and took out a somewhat worn-out vajra from the wooden box.
Just by looking at it, you can feel a strong aura of death emanating from the vajra.
It is hard to imagine what it would be like if you were hit by it.
As soon as the vajra was taken out, Prince Anlit's face instantly became solemn.
He attacked without hesitation, condensing a huge vacuum wave with his hands and throwing it fiercely at the funeral master!
"Amitabha!"
The funeral master chanted the Buddha's name and looked up at the sky.
From the distant land, from the Sangjia Temple that has stood for thousands of years, from every ancient Buddhist temple on the land of Tantric Buddhism, a stream of golden wishes of all living beings rushed out!
On this day, the flames of war were blazing on the snowy plateau, and the rebels raised the banner of overthrowing the rule of the chieftain.
The sky lit up with a cyan-gold Buddha light, spanning the entire land of Tantric Buddhism!
Ancient temples and prayer towers did not need people to push them, and they began to rotate crazily.
The wishes accumulated for thousands of years, at this moment, crossed tens of thousands of meters of land and gathered on the funeral master alone!
He was shrouded in holy light and looked as sacred as a Buddha.
Facing Prince Anlit's attack, he raised his hand and pushed out a palm, and the surging power immediately wiped it out completely!
The Burial Master raised the demon-subduing pestle in his hand, and rushed towards Prince Anlit with a furious look of Vajra!
The two powerful forces collided in mid-air, and the storm caused directly destroyed most of the Holy Spirit Hall.
Within a radius of dozens of kilometers, the powerful pressure of the two could be felt.
Even Zhang Yi and the other two were completely unwilling to get close at this time.
Because this was no longer a battle they could participate in.
The power of Prince Anlit and the thousand-year wish of the Tantric Buddhism condensed by the Burial Master could easily destroy them.
Zhang Yi took a deep breath and retreated another 20 kilometers.
He stayed because he could help to finish off the two when they were exhausted.
Lancelot and Gao Changkong were much worse off than him, and each of them was seriously injured.
Fortunately, they let their men leave in advance, so those people did not die.
Taking this opportunity, Zhang Yi had the opportunity to try to kill Lancelot.
But after thinking carefully, he gave up this plan.
First, the battle between the funeral master and Prince Anlit is still undecided, and perhaps the strength of these two people is needed.
Second, and most importantly, these two people are on guard against him.
If Zhang Yi takes action against anyone at this time, the other person must bear the consequences of being killed by Zhang Yi afterwards.
So they will temporarily form a united front.
Thinking of this, Zhang Yi said to Lancelot: "The guy named Bos in your group has a connection with me, and I will accept him in the future."
Hearing this, Lancelot gritted his teeth in anger, and the blood from the corners of his mouth slowly dripped.
"Chaos! Don't you have any gentleman spirit? You promised me that you would return Bos to me after the things here are over!"
Zhang Yi said lightly: "Who told you that I am a gentleman? Most of the time, I am a gangster."
LancelotSlott was so angry that his body was shaking violently. He wanted to go to Zhang Yi and fight him.
But considering that he was seriously injured, he would only humiliate himself.
His eyes gradually became gloomy.
"Do you know who Bose is? If you touch him, the entire Britannia Empire will not let you go!"
Hearing Lancelot's threat, Zhang Yi laughed disdainfully: "Then do you know who I am?"
He raised his thumb and pointed at himself, "I am the patron saint of the Jiangnan region of Huaxu Country! Your Britannia name will not work with me!"
Lancelot stared at Zhang Yi, but at this time he could only swallow his anger.
"Okay, let's not waste the next time."
Zhang Yi looked at the huge Nash Kingdom below and said lightly: "It's already a fight to the death. Then the Nash Kingdom should be destroyed today!"
The talent of this race is too strong. Any fire left behind may threaten the existence of mankind in the future.
After all, the hatred of losing a country and exterminating a race is deep-rooted.
Today, this place must be completely destroyed, leaving no one behind!
With the funeral master holding back Prince Anlit, no one in the entire Nash Kingdom can restrict Zhang Yi and the other three.
Zhang Yi took the lead, "Each of you divide up a part of the area and start slaughtering the three-eyed people! Then how much you can harvest depends on your ability!"
Although he said so, he did not act on his own.
He only needs to be in the sky.
So, he asked Huahua to take Liang Yue, Uncle You, Fatty Xu and others, as well as Qiongda and other private soldiers of the Paji family, to start sweeping in Nash.
Lancelot and Gao Changkong looked at each other. At the moment, they had nothing else to do except this matter.
Although the trip to the Demon Kingdom has gained a lot, they are still a little disappointed that they did not get the spirit of the sacrifice.
But if they can get some historical materials of the three-eyed people, it is also worth studying.
Both sides brought their men and also started sweeping in Nash.
The biggest principle is - leave no one alive from the Three-Eyed Tribe!