Gou cultivates immortality in the wizarding world

Chapter 251 The Lotus Buddha defeated the army, and the war collected souls and sacrificed to the magic altar!
Where the eyes of dying veterans and bewildered recruits meet,

I saw a golden Buddha sitting cross-legged on a golden lotus, standing in the sky above the battlefield.

The golden light from the Buddha dispelled the dark clouds that had been lingering on the battlefield of Verdun, revealing the blue sky.

A beam of bright sunlight falls from the sky, reflecting each other with the Golden Buddha, showing the majesty of the treasure.

Seeing the appearance of the Golden Buddha, bathed in the golden light of the Buddha, no matter whether it is a recruit or a veteran, or other soldiers from the Western Regions nearby, there is a sudden desire to convert to Buddhism in their hearts.

Some Western Region soldiers who were weak in mind directly knelt on the ground, and under the influence of the Buddha's light, began to pray to the big Buddha in the sky.

However, this seemingly peaceful and warm scene chilled the heart of the dying veteran:

"No, something is wrong, this is the extraordinary power on the opposite side! It is a mind-affecting spell!"

Being able to survive on this battlefield like a meat grinder in Verdun until now, the dying veteran is a mage apprentice with some strength. In the battle like a meat grinder, he has seen many extraordinary enemies. ability.

The power of the Golden Light Buddha in front of him reminded the veteran of a golden extraordinary ability he had seen on the battlefield before, which was used by a bald alien.

The golden color used by the bald aliens has an extraordinary ability like light. When it is gentle, it can shake other people's minds, make people feel good, and demagogic.

Thinking of this, the veteran knew that this was an enemy's conspiracy, plus the horrible explosion just now.

The veteran felt that this should be the shot by a strong man like the archmage on the opposite side!

"If a strong man like a great mage takes action, we bastards will really become ants. Their casual attack is enough to wipe us out. If we escape, we probably won't be able to escape! Forget it, after fighting for so long, I I'm tired too, let's die." The veteran murmured in despair.

Sure enough, after a while, the golden Buddha in the sky had a new movement.

I saw the big golden Buddha pinching the seal of wisdom, and then reciting a passage of difficult scriptures, the substantive chanting sound turned into substantive scriptures, densely packed like rain, falling from the sky and falling to the Verdun area. To the west, the army of the Western Regions Alliance is located.

"Great Purdue Sanskrit!"

Where the scripture notes of the Great Purdue Sanskrit sound passed, soldiers from the Western Regions were poured into their brains by the scripture notes. The ordinary soldiers' brains became chaotic under the influence of the scripture notes within a few breaths, and their eyes shone with golden light. , Foolishly followed the Lotus Buddha and recited the scriptures of the Great Purdue Sanskrit.

There are still some mage apprentices in the army of the Western Regions Alliance, but under the attack of the ubiquitous Great Purdue Sanskrit, they did not last long. They sank into the Great Purdue Sanskrit within a few minutes, and their eyes gleamed , reciting the scriptures blankly.

In a short while, the frontier of the Western Region Alliance's position was infected by the scriptures of the Great Purdue Sanskrit, and all the soldiers on the battlefield even made puppets of the Lotus Flower Buddha, chanting the Great Purdue Sanskrit together.

Under the chanting and blessing of these believers, the number of golden scriptures of the Great Purdue Sanskrit did not decrease but increased during the process of consuming Purdue, and slowly gathered into a golden torrent, spreading towards the rear of the Western Regions Alliance position.

This change surprised the commanders of the Western Regions Alliance, and secretly complained in their hearts.

With such a formation, it is obvious that the enemy is at the same level as the archmage. Once such a person makes a move, the Verdun battlefield they have worked so hard to create in accordance with the orders of the archmages will soon turn around and move towards him. An undesired scene develops.

"No, I can't sit still. If I don't complete the tasks of the archmage and the gods, I'm afraid my fate will not be much better!"

Recalling the death order issued by the archmage and the gods before the battle, the commander of the Western Region Alliance hurriedly looked for countermeasures.

"Counterattack, dominate the vaporized troops, launch a counterattack to the forward position, we must not let the enemy break through our position, even if we die, we must drag the enemy on the battlefield of Verdun!"

The commander of the Western Region Alliance gritted his teeth and ordered.

Although the army of the Western Region Alliance was in panic because of the appearance of the Lotus Buddha, but under the command of the commander, the army of the Western Region Alliance launched a counterattack.

Even if the abbot of the Lotus Temple personally took action, the speed of the Great Purdue Sanskrit Purdue Western Regions Alliance Army is limited, and the wave of the Great Purdue Sanskrit inscriptions is only advancing at a distance of tens of meters per second.

However, the Verdun battlefield spanned tens of miles, and before the Great Purdue Sanskrit of the Lotus Buddha arrived, steam cannons had already been set up on the rear positions of the Western Regions Alliance, and they began to bombard the Golden Light Buddha in the sky.

The steam weapon gave the commander of the Western Region Alliance a little bit of self-confidence. Even if he is a mortal, he will fight against the gods!

But the effect is not ideal, the gap between the third level and ordinary people is even bigger than the gap between humans and dogs.

The rumbling steam shells blasted out, with a range of more than ten miles, and they didn't even touch the side of the golden Buddha in the air, so they couldn't pose any threat to the Lotus Buddha in the Lotus Temple.

Moreover, the free-falling metal shells fell on the front position, only smashing all the soldiers in the Western Regions who were bewitched by the Great Purdue Sanskrit scriptures, and had no effect on the terrifying wave of the Great Purdue Sanskrit scriptures.

The steam cannon was ineffective, and the official mages in the Western Regions army also took action one after another, either summoning an army of astral monsters, or projecting a maze of minds in an attempt to hinder the wave of the Great Purdue Sanskrit scriptures.

However, these means of attack are simply scratching the itch for the abbot of the Lotus Temple, which is already at the third level. With the blessing of many soldiers from the Western Regions chanting scriptures, the wave of scriptures of the Great Purdue Sanskrit has formed a large scale.

Just relying on the little bit of strength of these official mages, they can't stop this mighty wave at all.

The astral monster rushed into the wave of scriptures, and within a short while, it would turn into a silly chanting boy like a soldier in the Western Regions in the wave, chanting scriptures numbly.

The mages communicated with the astral world, and the projected spiritual labyrinth was like a bubble in this rolling wave of scriptures. The mantis was like a cart, and it was submerged and eroded by the golden scripture wave within a few minutes, becoming the golden spiritual labyrinth presided over by the Lotus Temple.

The mind labyrinth was lost, and the official mages who counterattacked were unfortunately drowned in the wave of scriptures of the Great Purdue Sanskrit, and became silly boys who recited scriptures, contributing their own strength to the surging wave of scriptures.

Suddenly, in the positions of the Western Regions Alliance, someone said something and fled.

Facing the unstoppable wave of Great Purdue Sanskrit scriptures, the morale of the Western Regions Alliance army collapsed completely, and the soldiers of the Western Regions who had not been submerged by the scriptures began to flee.

You can't beat it, you can't hide it, no one is a fool, and no one wants to become a silly boy who recites scriptures.

Not only the ordinary soldiers of the Western Region Alliance, but also the high-ranking officers in the army also joined the fleeing team.

They were human beings, not mindless astral monsters who were afraid.

Knowing that it is a dead end, they will not waste their lives like fools.

"We lost! I didn't expect everything to come so fast!"

Looking at the defeated alliance army, the commander of the alliance army felt ashamed.

Is the fighting ability of a master-level powerhouse so terrifying?

The enemy's strong men have all appeared on the battlefield, where is our archmage, the gods?

With doubts, the commander of the Western Region Alliance army wiped his neck with a knife. At this time, he had no way to survive. Even if he fled back to the alliance land, as a commander, he could not afford the defeat of the army. Responsibility.

It is better to die.

"This group of great mages and gods from the Western Regions can really bear it! They have reached this point, and they have no signs of attacking yet!"

In the sky, sitting in the center of the golden Buddha, the abbot of the Lotus Temple, who controls the Great Purdue Sanskrit, cursed secretly as he watched the one-sided situation on the battlefield below him.

After searching for the great mages and gods of the Western Regions to no avail, the abbot of the Lotus Temple volunteered to let him take action to end the war on the front line.

Since no strong man from the Western Regions could be found, the Nine Great Sects were ready to attack ordinary people, taking the entire Western Regions into their pockets, and destroying the foundation of the enemy.

The daily practice of the nine sects requires a lot of resources to support them. If there is no basic disk, the great mages and gods of the Western Regions will never be able to live a comfortable life hiding in the dark.

It's fine in a short time, but in the long run, the nine sects will search for resources to improve their strength, while the Archmage and the Alliance will only get weaker and weaker without resources to support them.

One goes up and down the other, and in the end, the great mages and gods of the Western Regions will only become a joke.

Now the abbot of the Lotus Temple came out to show his holiness, reversed the situation on the Verdun battlefield, and defeated the army of the Western Regions Alliance in one fell swoop, but to the surprise of the nine sects, the strong of the Western Regions Alliance did not make a move.

"Notice, the army will attack, conquer the lost ground, and fight the Western Region Alliance!"

Hiding in the dark, they protect the other eight sects presided over by the Lotus Temple. Seeing the current situation, they don't expect the strong men from the Western Regions to take action. Perhaps their planning intentions are too obvious, scaring off the strong men from the Western Regions Alliance, and making them They dare not act rashly.

However, they also immediately notified their own sect army, and launched an attack while the abbot of the Alchemy Temple was still showing his might, conquered the lost ground, and marched into the land of the Western Regions Alliance.

The army was dispatched, and soon the abbot of the Lotus Temple also received his credit.

The wave of scriptures of the Great Purdue Sanskrit also rolled back from the position under the control of the abbot of the Lotus Temple.

And those soldiers from the Western Regions who were just now purged by the Great Purdue Sanskrit scriptures also sacrificed the essence of their bodies amidst a roar of exhaustion, and a pinch of golden light emerged from their bodies and merged into the golden wave of the Great Purdue Sanskrit, growing stronger The wave of scriptures of Pudu Sanskrit has become the resources for the presiding officer of the Lotus Temple to improve his strength.

But the wave of golden light faded away, and what remained on the Western Regions Alliance position were only mummies that had lost their vitality and had distorted faces.

These sutra-chanting boys who converted to the Buddha under the great Purdue Sanskrit sound did not seem to have received the blessing of the Buddha.

With the wave of golden light formed by the retraction of the scriptures, the abbot of the Lotus Temple seemed to have taken a great tonic, and his face was full of red light. In this wave of attacks from the Great Purdue Sanskrit, although the abbot of the Lotus Temple made a lot of efforts, he also gained a lot of benefits .

"Thank you fellow Taoists for fulfilling your success!" The host of the Lotus Temple grinned.

He was originally a latecomer who had once again inherited the spiritual realm of the Lotus Temple, and his cultivation was not comparable to that of the previous abbot of the Lotus Temple. This rough plunder gave him a chance to make up for his foundation.

In one attack, at least tens of thousands of troops from the Western Regions Alliance were killed, among them were many well-trained mage apprentices and official mages.

These consumables are a great supplement to the abbot of the Lotus Temple.

When the nine sects struggled to find the strongest of the Western Regions Alliance and were in trouble, in the depths of the astral world where the Battle of Verdun was located, bone altars stood above the gray mist of the astral world.

All the great mages and gods who were looking for from the nine sects gathered here.

More than a dozen people stood floating in front of the 36 bone altars, and they continuously pulled out confused souls from the surrounding astral mist and sent them to the 36 bone altars.

The 36 bone altars, nourished by the countless spiritual sacrifices, became whiter and whiter, exuding a frightening aura.

Suddenly, the face of Ryan, the god of steam and mages, changed in the field:
"Okay, okay! The nine powerhouses in Outland finally couldn't help themselves. They ended the war on the battlefield of Verdun. Without this battlefield like a meat grinder, our speed of collecting souls may slow down!"

Hearing Ryan's voice, the others stopped their work and looked at Ryan, waiting for his next words.

"However, after the sacrifice of 40 to [-] souls on the Verdun battlefield, this altar has now been sacrificed! It's time to give the foreign invaders a little world-class shock!"

Listening to Ryan's words, Elio, who was undercover in the Western Region Alliance with his two sisters, inadvertently glanced at the 36 bone altars in the field.

This is the 36 bone altars that have been sacrificed to the souls that died after the war started.

According to the introduction of Ryan, the god of steam and mages, this is the altar formation he found from historical books by accident.

By sacrificing the soul, one can summon the ancient demon gods hidden in the depths of the star realm in the Western Region world from the star realm of the Western Region world.

Even Greda, Sulis, and the other gods don't know how long the astral world in the Western Regions has existed, and no god has the ability to pry into the depths of the astral world.

In addition to the astral space closest to the surface world, through the fog of the astral world, you can also see more astral spaces left over from history. These astral spaces full of historical charm are constantly sinking into the depths of the astral world.

The deeper one explores in the astral world, the longer the traces of history in the astral space become.

The star world is like a history book, slowly recording the history of the Western Regions from the surface to the depths.

(End of this chapter)