Chapter 516 Eight Buddha Roots

"Daoyou Liu..."

Chang Xuzi's expression froze when he saw Liu Feng killing four old men in the eighth realm as soon as he arrived.

He looked again and saw the inner world reflected in the Buddha light around Liu Feng, and knew that he was opening the inner world.

He had not really entered the eighth realm yet, but he had such strength with only half a step to the eighth realm, which made this half-step eighth realm Taoist who also practiced the formation way shocked.

He drove the flying boat to get close to him, but the red clouds flashed away, and Liu Feng, who escaped from the restriction of Dongxu Island, disappeared in front of the void crack in one step and appeared ten miles away.

"I don't have such strength, it's better to leave first." Chang Xuzi sighed and flew towards the exit.

Before passing through the void crack, he turned his head and saw that the rosy clouds that flew away quickly were chased by dozens of spiritual lights as soon as they came in.

Those who blocked Daoyou Liu were all descendants who were waiting to save their ancestors, and most of them had learned about Liu Feng in the past few years.

At this time, three figures crossed paths with Changxuzi's spiritual boat.

The Yu brothers and sisters were wrapped in the Gu group, and the one stepping on a magic sword was Tu Qingyan.

They were also half a step into the eighth realm, but they were much slower than Liu Feng in their escape.

When they came to this world, they quickly found Liu Feng. The reason was that in a short moment, Liu Feng was killed in a group.

When Changxuzi saw it, there were only dozens of people chasing Liu Feng. When the Yu brothers and sisters and Tu Qingyan saw it, there were more than a hundred, and the number of cultivators was still increasing.

The dense magic weapon brilliance collided with the Buddhist and Taoist methods. Within a range of 20 to 30 miles, all the fragments of the inner world protruding from the ground were collapsing.

Without the suppression of the Dongxu Island ban, Liu Feng and his previous life attacked together, and the strength they showed was more than the early eighth realm.

At a glance, the spiritual light exploded and disappeared where the Bodhisattva Dharma image that was about to take shape passed, and a large number of magic weapons were destroyed every breath.

The half-crazy cultivators who fell from the sky, the sixth realm and the seventh realm, were crushed into blood mist by the seals that pushed past before they landed.

And the eighth realm above the seventh realm, those who could leave had already gone to Dongxu Island. At this moment, the dozen or so eighth realms who surrounded them were all controlled by their own ancestors and had to fight desperately.

But most of them were not alive, their foundations were half-wasted, and they were losing their minds under the erosion of hundreds and thousands of years of turbid air. How could they be Liu Feng's opponents.

The black pagoda exploded in the sky, and a long yin aura was raised around the half-formed Bodhisattva Dharma image. Among them were more than 40 completely refined evil spirits, all of which were above the middle stage of the seventh realm.

The yin aura that could erode other people's spiritual seas just happened to restrain the creatures with damaged minds. The crazy cultivators who besieged them were just like moths to a flame.

"Let's not follow them for the time being!"

The Yu brothers and sisters saw that their throats were dry, and they stopped the insect formation. They were not in a hurry to catch up with Liu Feng, but only guarded against the crazy cultivators coming.

Tu Qingyan rushed to rescue her main body, but she didn't dare to go over at this time. She was staring at the place where the waves of monks who were killed were all reduced to nutrients, especially the monsters who died miserably.

"The Dharma image is stable, and his eight Buddha roots are about to be completed. The Fan family and the Wu family who came later came a little late."

Two groups of dazzling blood light crossed the sky and rushed to the place where Liu Feng was fighting with others. In the blood light were two treasures, an axe and a tripod.

Tu Qingyan recognized that it was the Wangxue family from Bayinzhou. The Fan family and the Wu family were the mortal enemies of her monster country in the past.

"Rumble..."

The fragments of the maze-like inner world collapsed, and the turbid water raised a huge wave of hundreds of feet.

Two hundred miles away, the place where Liu Feng fought with others was so noisy that it was also an eye-catching place in the chaotic and polluted world.

The Huangquan Pagoda was suspended in the air, and the Dharma image behind the pagoda was no longer an arhat, but a Bodhisattva Dharma image with a height of 500 feet.

Between the eyebrows of the Dharma image, Liu Feng stood in the air, and the majestic Buddha power around him spread out like golden lines in the air.

Compared with a group of weak old cripples, his Buddha power is much stronger.

"Dharma-sambodhisattva Sutra", "War-pāramitā Sutra", "Lotus Sutra", unknowingly, he has three inherited skills in Buddhism alone.

He has realized the true meaning of the ten Buddhist paths and has some memories of Jingchen and Lianhe. When he made a move, people below the eighth realm could not see him moving at all, and only saw the Buddha's light sweeping out.

In the field of vision, no Dharma was missed.

From all directions, the figures of the monks who surrounded him turned into blood mist, and their essence, blood, primordial spirit, Yin spirit, magic weapon fragments, elixir... all gathered towards the Bodhisattva Dharma image.

The Wanling Buddha beads in Liu Feng's hand were collecting essence and blood.

On his back, seven lotus flowers bloomed, and the eighth Buddha root born from the Buddha's power took root in the eighth vertebral bone.

"Even if an ordinary eight-Buddha root in the early stage can form an inner world, it is mostly about thirty miles. You have opened an inner world of nearly fifty miles, which is enough." Jingchen glanced at the many monks who died tragically, his face indifferent.

Liu Feng nodded, grabbed the bone-white relic in front of him with one hand, and probed into it with his spiritual consciousness. He saw that the inner world was indeed stable at forty-nine miles.

It is not as good as the great Dharma Kings in the Wheel Revolving Sect, but it is definitely much stronger than the ordinary eight-Buddha root in the early stage.

He turned his hand and pressed the bone-white relic into the brow of the golden body sitting in front of him.

He looked up at the sky, and in a place where he could not see any breath, he could sense another space.

Like the huge space sensed by the strange way Gu before, the other space that appeared at this time seemed to be only a few dozen feet away from him, but also seemed to be separated by an endless distance.

The golden body sensed, and six wisps of purple-green breath flew over, which was exactly the immortal energy mentioned by the monks of the great world.

Liu Feng grabbed with his left palm, and six wisps of purple-green breath were in his hand, and there was also a wisp of pure white breath in his palm.

Seven strands of aura are in one palm, and the quality is clear at a glance.

"Jingchen, something is strange! The two have similar auras, but the immortal energy in the virtual world is not as good as this pure white immortal energy. If you use a strand of both to cast a spell, the former will only have 30% of the power of the latter."

On his neck, Jingchen narrowed his eyes slightly. His experience in this life was beyond his experience. His master had never told him that there was a difference in the quality of immortal energy.

"It is possible that the two places you sensed are both virtual worlds. Because of different regions, the quality of immortal energy is different."

"If not, the pure white immortal energy comes from other spaces outside the virtual world. There, only people with different ways can sense it!"

"This is not something you and I can figure out. If you don't die, you will reveal the fog one day... For now, stabilize the eight Buddha roots, deal with the things here and return to Dongxu Island."

Liu Feng glanced at the two flying blood lights, an axe and a tripod, and the figures of the cultivators on the two spiritual treasures are all descendants of the human king blood clan.

Looking straight ahead, a third royal blood clan was approaching with a Buddhist banner. It was Chu Jing and his clansmen, who had seen each other before, and there were several more eighth realms around them.

No matter which family it was, the elders who came were either in a daze or trembling, as if they were suppressed to the limit and could go crazy at any time.

Looking through, these eight-realm perfect elders, like other seal-breaking elders, had their bodies completely eroded by the filthy aura and turned into evil spirits.

The only difference was that the other old guys were crazy, and it was rare for some of these royal blood clansmen to still have their minds.

Three balls of blood light flew closer one after another, and the current "close" was also ten miles away.

For the eight realms, if they let go of their hands and feet and there was no external force to suppress them, twenty miles were within the range of the Dharma, and the more powerful eight realms were thirty miles.

More than ten miles away, three ninth-grade spiritual treasures shook away many fearless and crazy figures, and skinny old men from each of the three families stepped forward.

"I guess this is Fellow Daoist Liu Feng? I am Wu Yu from the Wu family in Bayinzhou. I would like to trouble you to go with me."

"I am from the Fan family in Bayinzhou. I would also like to ask Fellow Daoist Liu to go with me."

After the Fan family and the Wu family, the bald old man from the Chu family bowed from a distance and waved to call out Chu Jing.

Chu Jing flew out alone. He had already reached the eighth Buddha root. When he came to the Bodhisattva Dharma Image in two steps, he sent out a jade box with a sealing formation without saying a word.

"This is the relic left by my ancestor before he was sealed. Now only this one has Buddha power left, but I think it is enough for Fellow Daoist Liu to stabilize the eighth Buddha root."

Seeing that the people of the Chu family had spent a lot of money, the other two families had gloomy faces and said nothing, and the two elders who were suppressed to the limit immediately had distorted faces.

Liu Feng accepted the relic sent by Chu Jing and handed it to Jing Chen for refining on the spot. He bowed and returned a salute to Chu Jing.

As the eight Buddha roots stabilized, the perception of the virtual world became less than when the realm was broken, and became a little vague. It would take a lot of effort to attract the immortal energy of the virtual world.

With some memories of Jingchen and Lianhe, Liu Feng expected that after six strands of virtual world immortal energy, he could only slowly accumulate immortal energy like the other eight realms.

Like the Dharma King of the Wheel Revolving Sect, when he made a full-strength attack, the immortal energy Buddha lotus was accumulated year after year after year after year.

"Time is short, you lead the way first, Liu will do his best, and I will still guide you to break the gap after passing by. I'm sorry that I won't approach the formation in person." Liu Feng said directly.

This is the second transaction between the two parties. Needless to say, it is to help the ancestor of the Chu family escape from the seal.

Chu Jing and a group of skinny tribesmen heard the words, and they immediately showed joy on their faces. The four eight-realm perfect elders who had fallen into evil spirits also squeezed out smiles on their hideous faces.

They laughed, but the other two families couldn't. More than 400 skinny figures rushed out of the axe and the cauldron, all of them were the mentally incomplete descendants of the royal blood of the two families.

Even if they were not under the seal, these descendants were also suffering for a thousand years. Most of them could not maintain normality, and their minds were polluted by turbid air.

"You don't know what's good for you."

The skinny old man named Wu Yu of the Wu family was furious, his abdomen swelled rapidly, and the wailing of men and women rang out from inside, and the martial soul mixed with thick turbid air appeared behind him.

The Tiangang Disha surged wildly, and the martial soul grabbed the blood-colored axe with one hand, the strong wind whistled, and a series of void cracks flashed in front of the axe blade.

The Wu family warriors of the eight realms were angry, and the other five who broke the seal and came out of the eight realms were perfect. The two people of the Wu family each displayed the Dao Palace Dao Xiang, and the three people of the Fan family activated the Lingbao Cauldron.

"This Liu refused to go, so we captured him alive and brought him to the ancestor. First, help the ancestor of the Wu family escape, and then go to the ancestor of the Fan family."

"Your ancestor has not responded for hundreds of years, so he must have died. Let's go save the ancestor of the Fan family first."

"Don't worry about which family we go to, let's join forces to take him down first..."

Accompanied by the crazy quarrels, the six eight-realm perfect masters from the two families were like mad tigers, urging their spiritual treasures to kill.

After the six people, the remaining four hundred or so clansmen, including more than ten eight-realm early to middle stages, surrounded Liu Feng together to cut off his retreat.

Among the people of the Chu family, the faces of the four eight-realm perfect masters also became distorted. At such a critical moment, whoever dared to ruin their business would be buried with them at the cost of their lives.

"Fellow Daoist Liu, follow me first, and the elders of my clan will stop them." Chu Jing sent a message in a hurry.

As soon as he spoke, an axe slashed out a bloody light of more than ten miles, and a tripod suppressed it from the sky.

Seeing the Chu family members taking action, the four Chu family elders were about to use the ninth-grade Buddha banner.

But before they could offer the Buddha banner, the Yellow Springs Pagoda in front of Liu Feng suddenly swelled, and the two wisps of purple-green fairy air in his palm disappeared.

"Bang, bang..." With two muffled sounds, the bloody light of the giant axe failed to break the Yellow Springs Pagoda, and the suppressed cauldron was pressed above the pagoda.

And in Liu Feng's palms, two rotating seals were launched.

"Buzz..."

The golden wheel spins, and as it moves forward, it also brings out cracks in the void, in which the Buddha's power is higher than the previous half-step eight Buddha roots.

With the Buddha's power comparable to the middle stage of the Eight Buddhas, coupled with two wisps of immortal energy from the virtual world, it is impossible for a few old men to easily resist the use of the wheel transfer printing method.

The six elders of the family who were in the Eighth Realm of Perfection, and the four who were not within the scope of the spiritual light of Lingbao, were shattered to pieces under the golden wheel, and other evil spirits parasitic in the body were also twisted into flying ashes.

The two old men who survived relying on the Lingbao had their faces twitching for a moment, their crazy killing intent was still there, but they were filled with fear in their hearts, so they refused to deliver the second blow of the Lingbao.

The two families who had gathered around half of them, out of instinctive fear, distanced themselves from Liu Feng.

"You are old and disabled, and you still have two ninth-grade spiritual treasures that have been mostly eroded, and you want to capture Liu alive? You are really out of your mind. If you don't want to die, get away from me."

After Liu Feng finished speaking, he snorted coldly and paid no attention to the fleeing juniors of the two families. He had no time to kill them all and turned to the Chu family.

"Walk."

Chu Jing nodded immediately and led Liu Feng to fall on the Buddha flag.

Abandoning two families of lunatic men, Buddha Banner hurriedly fled south.

Taking advantage of the leisure time on the road, Liu Feng first glanced at the crack in the void. The exit was less than fifty feet away, and there was not much time left.

Looking at the polluted world here, as far as the eye can see, there is a filthy atmosphere all along the way, and most of the monks are corroded by the filthy atmosphere.

The so-called spiritual objects, such as blood stones, spiritual crystals, giant flowers, spiritual grasses and spiritual fruits, mostly have dirty auras and only a few are usable, so there is no need to bother with them.

As they rushed south, the Yu brothers and sisters followed them leisurely, but Tu Qingyan tried his best to cultivate in the eight realms, but could not catch up with the Buddha banner.

She was also in urgent need of Liu Feng's help, but unfortunately her clone could no longer provide any decent benefits. She could only hope that Liu Feng would help her body after rescuing the ancestor of the Chu family.

At the same time, six hundred miles away, in the sky above the Bone Tomb, at least 50,000 monks gathered, and half of them became fallen corpses.

There was a dragon-like soldier Gu on top of his head. Ouyang Shuiling grabbed a foot of black grease in his hand. He looked at Liu Feng's retreating back and bared his teeth and said: "This beast is so ferocious! You must leave quickly before it falls into his hands." "

Bing Gu swung his long tail and rushed towards the void rift.

Behind her, most of the original seventeen seventh-generation body Gu masters died in the fight just now, leaving only eight people.

What surprised Ouyang Shuiling a little was that Zhou Yatou was not that outstanding in fighting skills and was beaten to death one after another, but she was tougher than her other subordinates.