Chapter 93: The Holy Messenger
The rune paper glowed, and the ancient words on it were sonorous, and the sound of the Great Dao echoed, and at the same time, immortal holy power surged out and squeezed into Ye Zichuan's body.
Not only the three people on Ye Zichuan's side are like this, but the same is true for the three people who came behind, but the power on their bodies is completely different from Ye Zichuan, from yin to cold, and the power of the sun is diametrically opposed.
The grand voice echoed in his mind, obscure and mysterious, like a Buddha preaching, and like a Taoist saying, every word was beady, and there was a kind of demonic nature, erasing Ye Zichuan's sanity.
This is the scripture of saving people, which is very similar to the means of Buddhism, to turn the leaves into a puppet.
The sound of each word is like the sound of heaven echoing, the avenue roars, and the ten thousand ways are combined, just like Huang Zhong Dalu is roaring.
Ye Zichuan felt that his consciousness was gradually blurred and brainwashed, and his other self was gradually occupying his mind.
This is a terrible crisis, in a sense more terrible than the disaster of killing, and in the end it will become not oneself, but another person, completely losing oneself.
On the other side, Sarukong's expression was extremely hideous, struggling violently, the two faces were constantly changing, and they were also caught in this crisis, and their consciousness was violently resisting.
Silently, two hazy figures appeared here, one of which Ye Zichuan had seen before, and gave him creation.
The other is from another strange space, responsible for the inheritance of the power of Taiyin, and his whole body is shrouded in the cold qi, as if he has come out of the Nine Shadows.
Boom! Boom!
The behemoth in the ground is still impacting, roaring, every sound is like a hundred thousand thunderbolts, roaring thousands of miles of mountains and rivers.
The vast ocean floor was boiling, and the Crystal Palace was shaking, almost being swept away.
In the crystal palace, the huge Yin and Yang Dao diagram rotated, the power of Taiyin and the power of the sun converged, and there were wisps of chaotic qi permeating and stirring.
Every wisp seems to collapse the eternal time and space, condensed like a mountain, majestic and boundless.
"After so many years, I didn't expect him to be alive and not erased. The figure exuding the power of yin and cold said, a pair of eyes that were gloomy and chilling.
"The great demon who is rampant in the heavens, how can the existence of the saint who has killed it so easily be wiped out?" opposite him, the figure Ye Zichuan had seen looked at the huge Yin Yang Dao Diagram and said.
"But this time, it should be about the same, with that holy relic suppressed here, and with the blessing of our strength every once in a while, we will definitely be able to completely wipe it out this time!" he continued.
"Perhaps, you can also refine some immortal divine liquid, after all, it is a great demon comparable to the level of a saint. The Taiyin Holy Envoy spoke.
"You and I are just wisps of soul thoughts, what can we do if we get the divine liquid?" the Sun Envoy said lightly.
The Taiyin Holy Envoy fell silent, and a faint light flashed in his eyes: "I don't even remember how long I've been here, a thousand years, or 10,000 years?
"Holy Realm, how can it be so easily wiped out?, don't forget, we have also reigned in the heavens!" the Sun Envoy said indifferently, but what he thought in his heart was unknown.
Yes, they have spent too many years here, just to protect the seal here, to ensure that the peerless demon under the seal will be completely wiped out.
Because too much time has passed, they who were originally wisps of soul thoughts, have all given birth to their own consciousness, separated from the main body, almost equivalent to another soul body, and with a suitable physical body, they can become another person.
Therefore, they also began to waver, is the Dao system where their main body is still in the world?
"It's done!" At a certain moment, the Taiyin Holy Envoy suddenly spoke, and a pair of eyes burst into bright light.
The three people he selected, each of them burst out with the terrifying power of Taiyin at this time, and even their physical bodies were a little unbearable, cracking, and disintegrating.
"This time the container is still too weak, although the qualifications are okay, and the power of Taiyin is affinity, but the cultivation is too low, the physical body is too poor, and it can't last long!"
"Don't worry, it's the last time, the big demon below has also reached the end of the strong crossbow, even if the so-called immortal saint has been sacrificed by the holy relics for so long, it should disappear, right?"
The Sun Envoy said faintly, as if recalling some terrible picture, and his heart was jealous.
Time was passing, Ye Zichuan felt that every second was becoming so slow, his face was changing violently, as if he was changing his face, and another consciousness was slowly growing, wanting to replace himself and become another person.
The vast sound of the words became more and more terrifying, more and more powerful, and finally almost became a roar-like voice, the words were sonorous, shocking the soul, trying to temper him, completely erasing his subjective consciousness.
And at this moment, the golden flame that had been silent in his mind finally moved, just swaying slightly, and with a snort, it was like a pair of gentle hands wiping it over.
In an instant, the turbulent tsunami-like mind calmed down, and in an instant, the wind and waves were calm, and the waves were not calm.
Everything disappeared, the sound of a god yelling and drinking was directly erased, and the consciousness that had just been born disappeared.
The flame flickered again, disappeared from Ye Zichuan's mind, and came directly to the old rune paper.
With a flash of fire, countless dense runes burned, as if the laws of ten thousand daos had been burned, and the terrifying power of the great avenue was permeating, and the powerful rune paper began to burn and began to disintegrate.
The ancient characters on it contained immortal holy power, but they couldn't resist it at this moment, and they were directly burned to ashes.
"That's not right!" the two envoys instantly realized that something was wrong.
And Ye Zichuan opened his eyes at this time and looked at them coldly.
"Unexpectedly...... Erase the power of the rune paper?!" The hearts of the two holy envoys stirred up turbulent waves.
Every once in a while, they would tempt the people outside like this, choosing the right container to contain the power inside the rune paper.
And those rune papers were made by them with endless painstaking efforts, and the power contained in them even made the king look sideways.
They didn't expect that the monks of the Gathering Peak Realm would be able to block such a force and wear out the rune paper, which was completely unreasonable.
Ye Zichuan tensed up, a red light flew out of the heavenly spirit, and he sacrificed the king's divine soldier for the first time, the lights flickered, sprinkling a piece of light, enveloping him, diffusing a wisp of powerful power.
"King Divine Soldier?!" the faces of the two holy envoys changed again.
They are just soul thoughts, they don't have much combat power, and they have to be cautious in the face of the king's divine soldiers.