Chapter 4168

The passage was deep, but it was not damp or dark. The surrounding Buddhist power was pure and dense, with a sacred aura. It was as if they had arrived at one of the Buddhist temples in the Buddhist city.

Zi Chen was slightly stunned. This was not what he had imagined.

Sheng Yuan, who had followed Zi Chen in, saw this scene and his expression changed.

As a member of the Buddhist race, he knew very well what this meant. For a moment, his face was filled with grief, and even his body began to tremble.

Zi Chen felt the abnormality behind him and turned to look at Sheng Yuan.

Sheng Yuan said, "To create a place with Buddhist power comparable to a Buddhist temple in an unfamiliar place, the first requirement is a huge Buddhist formation."

"Buddhist formation?"

Zi Chen said with some surprise, "Are you saying that a member of the Buddhist race has betrayed us?"

Sheng Yuan said bitterly, "A Buddhist formation is not something that can only be created by a member of the Buddhist race. It can be created by a Buddhist object."

Zi Chen said, "You mean the sarira of the Buddhist race?

There is a formation made of sarira here? How many sarira would that require? "

A sarira represented the life of a Buddhist Holy Spirit. The amount of sarira that could be used to create a formation was unimaginable.

Such a big thing had happened, but the Buddhist race had no idea.

What did this mean?

What was Wu You's intention for purposely luring Zi Chen here?

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After Wuyou entered the underground, he went straight to the core.

That stroke earlier had clearly split his body into two.

There was an independent space under the core. There were more than a dozen demons in this space, all of them at the Nine Star level.

In the center, there was an existence shrouded in a black robe sitting cross-legged. There was a Buddhist formation below him. The formation was completely made of sarira, and it rippled with boundless Buddhist light.

There were nearly a thousand of them.

"Sir."

Wuyou walked in and bowed respectfully to the black-robed man.

"You are injured," the black-robed man said indifferently.

"There is a powerful figure outside. I can't beat him, so I led him in."

"What?" the black-robed man said in a serious tone. "You led an outsider into our secret place?

Do you know what this means? "

The gazes of the others that looked at Wuyou also became ice-cold.

This was the greatest secret of the Demon Race for tens of thousands of years. What was the point of drawing the enemy here?

Wuyou explained, "There is a nine-star cultivator inside, as long as we take his relics, our mission will be considered complete."

Luring them into this place and directly opening the door is like killing two birds with one stone. "

There was only one last high-level Sarira left before the Demon Race's grand plan would succeed. A nine-star one was just right.

The gazes of the others that looked at Wuyou warmed up quite a bit.

"Where are they?" the black-robed man asked.

"We should be here soon," Wu You said.

"Why didn't you say so earlier? I'm going to kill them now!"

A demon said angrily as he walked out.

"Don't be impulsive," Wuyou shouted. "He's really strong!"

"That's because you are too weak."

As soon as he finished speaking, his body flew backward and smashed into the Buddha Formation.

Everyone's expression changed as they looked towards the entrance.

"I was wondering where this was. So it was you who lured me to the Devil's Den."

A faint voice sounded as Zi Chen walked in.

When everyone saw Zi Chen, their expressions changed. He was actually a seven-star cultivator.

They looked at Wuyou.

Wuyou said somewhat shamefully, "That's him!"

They looked at their fallen comrade. He coughed up a mouthful of blood, and his face immediately turned pale.

Qing Yi and Sheng Yuan walked in. When they saw the number of people here, they were somewhat surprised.

The black-robed man still had his back to the crowd.

Both sides fell into silence, but this silence only lasted for a moment.

"Kill!"

A voice that no one knew who shouted broke the silence in this place.

In an instant, all the demons moved.

However, they didn't attack Zi Chen, but Sheng Yuan.

Sheng Yuan's Sarira was something they had to get.

Qing Yi quickly retreated and left through the entrance.

Her reaction was extremely fast, and she had no intention of fighting.

In contrast, Sheng Yuan called out a Buddhist name and humanely said, "Benefactor, take care of yourself" before retreating.

Zi Chen stood at the entrance, a spear in one hand and a shield in the other, blocking all the attacks.

In the next moment, a fierce battle broke out.

The long spear in Zi Chen's hand rippled and quickly moved forward like a golden lightning.

A nine-star demon's body was penetrated.

This was only an external injury, so it shouldn't be able to kill a nine-star Saint Spirit. However, in the next moment, a strong force of death was stimulated from the long spear and poured into the demon's sea of consciousness.

The demon's sea of consciousness seemed to have encountered a destructive storm. His powerful soul was constantly being torn apart, shattered, and eventually destroyed.

This was Zi Chen's true combat strength.

In the previous battle with Wuyou, he was actually still holding back.

Zi Chen raised the light shield and blocked the attacks. Then, the long spear went straight for the chest of the second demon like a flood dragon.

A long sword suddenly appeared in the demon's hand. He held the sword in front of him and blocked Zi Chen's spear.

The powerful rebound force sent the demon's body flying backward.

However, he also saved his life because of this.

The battle was still going on, and powerful fluctuations continued to surge in this space that wasn't very big.

The black-robed man was still sitting cross-legged with his back to everyone. The Sarira Buddha formation under him was intact.

Qing Yi and Sheng Yuan stood outside. The two could no longer see the situation inside. They could only sense the abnormalities through the energy fluctuations.

The two of them didn't worry about Zi Chen. They seemed to have great confidence in him.

The battle lasted for a quarter of an hour. The energy fluctuations slowly disappeared.

When it calmed down, the two of them walked inside.

At first glance, there were corpses everywhere. All the demons had been killed by Zi Chen.

Zi Chen, on the other hand, was leaning against a corner.

His spear and shield were placed beside him. Blood flowed from the corner of his mouth. His face was very pale.

"Amitabha. Excellent, excellent."

Sheng Yuan put his palms together and chanted the name of Buddha.

Qing Yi, on the other hand, looked at Zi Chen. "So miserable?"

Zi Chen wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said, "These people are not weak."

Not only were they nine stars, but they were also the best of the nine stars. Zi Chen naturally had a hard time fighting them.

Zi Chen stood up again, picked up the spear and shield again, and then looked ahead warily.

The black-robed man still didn't turn around, even if his companions died one after another.

He didn't speak, didn't attack, and didn't even use the slightest bit of soul power. He was like a wooden man.

"Amitabha. Benefactor, the sea of bitterness is boundless. Turn back and you will be saved."

Sheng Yuan looked at the black-robed man and said.

"The sea of bitterness is boundless, but turning back and you will be saved."

The black-robed man in front finally spoke. His voice carried some vicissitudes and seemed to be tired.

His body turned, revealing the face under the black robe. It was very old.