Chapter 910: The Method of Resurrection
The Flying Immortal Trial can originally sublimate a person's combat power, so that he can be close to an immortal at the fifth level.
And the secret of Jizi can increase people's combat power ten times! In addition, the pure killing magic technique like Zhan Tiandao, Wang Zheng instantly burst out with the power of the fairyland under the guidance of millions of times!
The thousands of immortal lights evolved into many magical forms that existed since the creation of the world. Various colorful clouds flew out thousands of strands of immortal blades, some in the shape of dragons, some in the shape of phoenixes, which chased the sky and earth, and killed them when they touched them!
Even the sound of immortals in the great way sounded like a dragon and a phoenix roared in the sky and the earth.
The overwhelming fairy light enveloped half of the sky. The powerful clone poured under the chaos actually began to shatter under the power of this fairyland level.
Even the fairy-level clones flew backwards under this terrifying power. As for the white-faced man, he seemed to have changed his face as if he was singing in an opera, and his face was full of horror.
He couldn't understand why he had briefly recovered to the level of the true immortal with his secret technique, why, as a celestial warrior, Wang Zheng, who was not a martial immortal, could burst out the power that only the true immortal had?
But Wang Zheng didn't give him time to figure it out at all. With a big slap, the Tathagata's magic palm in the village covered the sky and the sun, and tightly enveloped the chaos that was trembling violently by countless immortal lights.
Yuanhe Wuji Mountain, Green Bamboo Bee Cloud Sword, Tianlei Double Sword... The power of immortal weapons is blessed on the Tathagata's divine palm, making Wang Zheng's palm shake the sky and the earth.
With a bang, Chaos was deeply slapped into the earth by Wang Zheng. Immediately afterwards, the Zhutian Sword Formation also broke through the air and laid it around the golden palm. The fierce sword energy flooded the square and then turned into a blood-colored dot and was taken into the hands of Wang Zheng.
The sword formation formed its own formation world, and Wang Zheng could see that Chaos was injured. After forcibly activate the secret technique, he was weakened by himself. He must not be able to hold on in this sword formation for long.
"I know if the Chaos Heaven or the Immortal Realm is coming."
Wang Zheng looked solemn. He knew that he had probably entered the vision of some people in the fairy world. And those characters seemed to have a lot to do with the sky.
Otherwise, the Chaos would never be so clear about its background and then want to devour its own Chaos body.
"It's easy to play chess game." Wang Zheng shook his head and smiled bitterly. He was not qualified to participate in this kind of chess that had been laid out for countless years.
At this moment, the monkey, which was like a sculpture, suddenly looked at Wang Zheng. At this moment, the monkey was no longer as rebellious as before, but instead was trembling all over, and his breath was terrifyingly weak, as if he was desperately suppressing something.
His voice became extremely hoarse for some reason:
"What is your relationship with the Buddha? Why did the method just now have his own aura."
World-Honored One? Who from Leiyin Temple?
Wang Zheng looked at the monkey in front of him with some confusion and even the divine light in his eyes became dim. After pondering for a moment, Wang Zheng decided to follow his words and follow:
"I have some friendship with Leiyin Temple, and I also have many Buddhist methods."
As he said that, it seemed to make him believe that Wang Zheng's aura changed one after another, the transformation of cause and effect, the six realms of reincarnation, the arhat's eyebrows were wide open...
Such a change made the glory of hope in the monkey's eyes instantly become stronger. A few steps forward, the monkey grabbed Wang Zheng's arm with his furry palm:
"You can save the little monkey, right? It's that child! You can save him, right?"
That child? Wang Zheng thought about it and remembered the scene when he had just arrived in this world. The chaos completely killed the child with just one palm.
Looking at the hope that burst out in the monkey's eyes was obviously the last persistence in his heart. Wang Zheng closed his eyes and began to carefully search for the means or props he had.
"There is no reincarnation in this world, and death is like a lamp extinguishing."
"The most basic condition for resurrection of a person is that he still has the remains of his soul."
"I won't say that the matter of summoning the soul is too difficult, and I won't mention the matter of nourishing the soul for now. Just because of the incomplete soul and warming it in the mother's body, the new him is no longer the original him. Only by practicing to a very high level can you open your mind to the Suhui to distinguish the true self."
"But at least this is still a hope..."
After a long time, when the glimmer of hope in the monkey's eyes was extinguished a lot, Wang Zheng opened his eyes again and nodded firmly: "There is hope, I can try it."
When the monkey heard this, he cried and laughed: "I knew, I knew that you monks were the best at this method. It's great, the little monkey will not die..."
"I'm doing my best."
A thin monkey, full of embarrassment, and his whole body was as crying and laughing as a mentally ill person, which made Wang Zheng feel compassionate. He decided that even if he sacrificed some treasures, he would save the child as much as possible.
For nothing else, just for a feeling that is not fake in front of you. Wang Zheng rarely sees such feelings. Because he stood too high and looked too far, he ignored many of the scenery under his feet.
As he spoke, Wang Zheng's forehead was full of golden light, and in the world, all time and space except him and monkeys seemed to be frozen.
Sword Twenty-three's killing space!
However, with Wang Zheng's current realm, he was able to freely control the powerful and terrifying sword intent and simply use this method of solidifying time and space.
In the quiet time and space, everything was shrouded in golden light. Five colors of celebrating clouds suddenly appeared above Wang Zheng's head. Among the celebrating clouds, five beads rose and fell in it as if five small worlds were like five small worlds.
"broken!"
Wang Zheng didn't frown, and the Five Spirits Pearl, which was once used as a means of saving his life, was broken directly.
Although the Five Spirits Pearls, which originated from the Legend of the Immortals, are not of the Five Elements, they have a creative power that is almost like Nuwa. Such a power of creating a saint is even enough to create life, which is incomparable to Wang Zheng's secret of the word "Zhi".
The rich breath of life fills the entire golden space, and it nourishes not only existence, but also soul.
"The soul is back!"
The dark soul-summoning banners also emerged in the void rippling behind Wang Zheng. A strange and cold force surged between heaven and earth, as if calling on the lost souls of the dead.
There are many ways to resurrection.
In the fairy sword, the five spirit beads gathered to produce the power of creation.
In the midst of the storm, Emperor Shitian's Sacred Heart Art.
In the Shushan Swordsman, the method of resurrection is used by the Haotian Mirror.
Among Zhuxian, the black witchcraft of Miaojiang.
In the sky, the method of burying the burial of countless years of return was buried, and even the means of the powerful being killed for a lifetime.
But there are too many restrictions on these methods.
There is no reincarnation in heaven and earth, and the little monkey has no physical body, let alone the soul.
Wang Zheng could only use his own method to collect as much true spirit as possible that the little monkey has not yet disappeared.
Chapter completed!