Great Red Immortal Sect

Chapter 141 Statue of Gods
In the sky, a green wooden treasure ship hangs high, Liang Yong holds a nine-layer bone tower in his hand, and black gray fire falls from the ninth layer in the sky and lands on the mountains.

Explosions rang out one after another, the roots of the mountains shook, the earth dragons turned over, and clouds of smoke filled with the smell of saltpeter and sulfur rose up. The air waves dispersed the miasma, and the cries and fleeing of the barbarians below were endless.

The formation below was trying its best to operate, and the formation pattern covering the mountains and fields was fluorescent and bright, making a final resistance, but it was of little use. The witch was not good at formations, and was far inferior to the immortals and Buddhists. What kind of sophisticated formation could Luo He arrange? It was just a decoration.

When the foundation-building movement began, these Qi-refining barbarians had no power to fight back, but the cave remained tightly closed, without any movement, buried by the rolling rocks.

Liang Yong looked down with some confusion. Why didn't Luo He make a move? Did he really run away, or was he determined to be a turtle?

Just as he was using his magic power again, a dark blue fire began to erupt from the eighth floor of the Nine Fire Pagoda. The fire was extremely condensed and attached to the cave, burning like a carbuncle attached to the bone. The sound of a woman crying and cursing was heard.

The ninth layer of the Nine Fire Pagoda is the [Alum Hidden Fire], a mixture of black and gray, left by ancient alchemists. It is extremely explosive and known for its unrestrained nature. The eighth layer is the [Jealousy Fire], a fire of suspicion and jealousy. It is said to have originated from the harem of a certain emperor, smoldering with magic power and harboring murderous intent.

What Liang Yong can use now are the two foundation-building spiritual fires in the Nine Fire Pagoda. Both are the foundation-building spiritual fires of the "Supreme Fire" and are hidden inside the Nine Fire Pagoda.

The cave below could no longer withstand this fierce bombardment. The entire cave was opened by Liang Yong, and a faint voice came from inside.

"It's really a waste of resources for you, someone in the early stages of foundation building, to use this ancient magical instrument."

Luo He finally spoke, without any emotion, speaking casually.

Liang Yong chuckled and was about to take advantage of Luo He's words, but as soon as Luo He finished speaking, the scarred man felt his arms become weak and his feet went weak.

Dense black spells appeared on his fingers, squirming non-stop. This thing was invisible and intangible. Liang Yong activated the [Jealous Fire] to burn it, but it was not very effective. The spells turned into all kinds of hideous poisonous creatures and ghosts, which drained his blood and magic power.

Clear white water gushed out from behind him and turned into a treasure bottle, protecting Liang Yong and gradually isolating him from the erosion of the spell. Fan Qingzhu walked out of the boat and healed Liang Yong's injuries with a serious expression.

[Compassion Bottle] was originally an ordinary immortal base. Relying on its ability to resist evil, it could barely withstand Luo He's spell. However, if the other party used other means, Fan Qingzhu felt that he would be unable to cope with it.

The voice continued to come from the cave, and this time it seemed a little surprised, and said in a low voice:
"There's also someone who's building a foundation in 'Water Transformation', but his foundation is weak. Is he here to die?"

After he finished speaking, the huge hand transformed by the spell reappeared and grabbed the two people in the sky. The golden energy of incense was connected to it, and it collided with the treasure bottle transformed by Fan Qingzhu. The treasure bottle immediately shattered, and a warm rain fell from the sky, and the grass and trees on the ground grew luxuriantly.

Liang Yong shouted angrily, and the white-maned lion on the top of the tower roared. On the seventh level of the Nine Fire Pagoda, a black pill appeared. It was the magic of this pagoda, [Burning Fury]. The fire was condensed with anger and had the magical effect of increasing the power of all fires.

The black ash and dark blue fires were stimulated by the fire pill, burning fiercely, and crashed into the big hand with the spell. The air waves rolled, sand and stones flew, and the grass and trees fell. The surroundings were empty, and there was no sound of any living things.

When the smoke and dust cleared, the cave where Luo He was finally revealed in its entirety. In the middle of the cave was a pool of blood, extremely calm, without a single ripple. In front of the pool was a bone altar, on which was enshrined a statue of a god with a green face, naked body, snake hair and a ferocious appearance.

A young man in a purple and gold robe stood by, his injuries having healed by now, and looked coldly at the two people in the sky.

"Jin Zhong, come in."

Luo He's voice rang out from the blood pool, and Jin Zhong replied respectfully:

"I will obey my master's decree."

Then the young man's body gradually shrank, his robe fell off, and a golden silkworm flew out and merged into the statue. The golden energy of incense surged, gradually covering the altar.

"And my priests shall bring three animals."

Luo He's voice rang out, and the blood pool surged, gradually merging into the statue. The statue grew taller in the wind, and was as tall as three people. It stood between the mountains and fields, with a terrifying aura. Black spells surged around it like water waves, and an extremely terrifying aura emanated from it.

At this time, the aura of this wizard had actually stopped at the late stage of foundation building. There was a golden light on his chest. It was the golden silkworm that was constantly breathing in incense and condensing its divine body.

The statue opened its mouth and chanted an incantation, its snake-like hair fluttering, and the incantations beside it vanished into thin air, then fell to the two people above. Fan Qingzhu wanted to use his immortal foundation to resist again, but this statue did not have any evil spirit at all, and the [Compassion Bottle] could not be used to stop evil.

Xu Xuan made his move at this time. He had roughly seen through Luo He's intentions. This statue was just like a Dharma body, condensed by incense and blood, but it was not a true Shinto body like the one in Liao Kingdom. It was just a kind of wild god that was worshipped as a deity.

"Poison is related to ghosts and gods, so what about the remaining two witches?"

Xu Xuan's mind sank a little. He had heard that Shintoism was flourishing in the Liao Kingdom, and he didn't want to meet this kind of cultivator today.

The dark pool of calamity appeared, looking ancient and vicissitudes of life. On the rock carvings, thunder birds were crying and electric snakes were running. The sense of calamity and punishment was looming. Since this [false image] was formed, it was the first time that Xu Xuan used it, and only then did he realize how magical it was.

This calamity pond corresponds to the [Calamity Heart Pond], similar to the "Shelei" (community thunder), possessing immense killing power and in tune with the dao of the sword. [The Thunder Lake] represents my residence in the Thunder Lake, my divine form, while the [Calamity Heart Pond] carries out punishment on behalf of Heaven and enforces discipline. "The great lake ascended to heaven, transforming into the Thunder Pool. Perhaps this is a legacy of the ancient Thunder Palace, leading to this transformation of the immortal base?"

Xu Xuan stretched out his hand and grasped it. Hengguang, carrying the surging energy of thunder and fire, descended from the calamity pool into Xu Xuan's hand. Danting and Youquan circled in the calamity pool, transforming into lightning.

Hengguang is already an ancient magical weapon. Ever since it was used by the True Lord last time, Xu Xuan has been observing it and feels that it has even more magical hidden abilities. He immediately drew his sword, held it upright, and slashed it down. Thunder and fire rushed out, and the sword energy came out from both the front and back sides, killing the statue's heart and the back of its head.

It is the magic of Hengguang, [Mirror Return], the eight ancient swords vibrate, as if the golden sun hangs high on the mirror-like sword, shining in all directions, and can transfer sword energy and magic power to two directions at the same time, amplifying and superimposing them.

The two sword energies were like a long river bursting its banks, carrying purple thunder and breaking through the air. They instantly chiseled into the statue, transforming into spells of countless ferocious poisonous insects that collided with the sword energy, corroding and killing them. The two forces entangled with each other.

"Come on, I've seen sword energy before, let's see how Master Xu does."

Luo He's voice remained calm, as if he was confident. The golden silkworm on the chest of the statue was shining, and the aroma of incense curled down, dyeing its spirit golden.

The golden body shouted lightly, and a white bone dagger floated up, gradually growing larger and turning into a bone knife, as if made of some kind of animal bone. It was exactly the foundation-building magic weapon that Jin Chong had used before, and it was of top-grade foundation-building quality.

The sword energy penetrated the opponent's golden body, leaving deep marks. Luo He did not dare to resist. He held the bone knife in his hand, condensed the black spell, and fought against Xu Xuan's sword energy. The two began to fight.

"What a freak."

Luo He felt a little nervous. The opponent's fighting skills were far beyond his imagination. His weapon skills, secret techniques and magical instruments were quite extraordinary. Now he had the upper hand, all thanks to his accumulated cultivation and the magic of his golden body.

"Ordinary immortal sects' foundation building is only this strong. I'm afraid that only direct descendants or specially trained thugs can have such strength. If this person reaches the middle stage of cultivation, I really have to retreat."

Luo He's golden body shone brightly, and his extremely powerful magic power pressed down. This statue was the result of the incense offerings of tens of thousands of people from the Queyou and Laoya tribes, as well as the magic of the golden silkworm's metamorphosis. In terms of magic power alone, the three opponents combined were not as good as him. This was where Luo He's confidence came from.

No matter how high your skills are or how wonderful your magic weapon is, you are no better than a child holding a sword. You cannot defeat this golden body of mine. I have to rely on my magic power to suppress the three opponents.

The dense black spells surrounding them seemed to cover up and completely trap the three people. The magic power of the statue was unscrupulously exerted, and the golden silkworm on its chest continuously emitted golden light, and the air of plague filled the mountains and fields.

Fan Qingzhu offered up a treasure vase, but it was only a top-grade Qi-refining instrument, but it was a "water-transforming" method, which was just right for her immortal foundation. White water overflowed, and a sense of warmth and vitality enveloped the few people, protecting their bodies and minds, like a child returning to his mother's arms.

Liang Yong shouted angrily and fired the [Burning Fury] again, igniting two spiritual fires that burned violently and resisted the spells in the sky.

Xu Xuan held the sword. In the calamity pool, Dan Ting and Youquan were spinning unsteadily. In the center of the thunder pool, the intention of calamity punishment was constantly condensing. Xu Xuan held Hengguang tightly, and the sword energy was crisscrossed, blocking the opponent's bone knife.

[Heavenly Drum] sounded with a loud thunderous sound. This spell had the wonderful effect of strengthening power and delaying the enemy. Xu Xuan kept shouting but did not beat the drum like last time.

The heavenly sound was resounding, covering the statue. Xu Xuan had a cold expression. He was looking for Luo He's injuries. Since the other party had retreated to the center and had not returned for a long time, it meant that his injuries had not healed.

Although Xu Xuan had never seen Zhu Yucheng take action, he was as famous as his master back then and could be compared to those who had cultivated the sword intent and had established their foundation. Xu Xuan naturally knew how powerful he was.

Sure enough, when the heavenly drum sounded, although the attack was not strong, it discovered a weak spot in the statue, which was on the chest, below the golden silkworm.

"Yuanci" seemed to be close to thunder. Xu Xuan could sense that under the golden silkworm, there was an extremely heavy Yuanci force lurking, which was inconsistent with the entire statue.

"Luo He wants to exhaust us. In this contest of mana, he has the advantage. The sooner we stop him, the better."

At that moment, Xu Xuan's mind changed, his eyes became more burning, and Hengguang rang softly. He wanted to try and cut the statue in half with one sword.

The other party obviously also knew about this hidden danger, and integrated the golden silkworm into a magical tool to protect the body, condensing the power of incense, and making it much tougher than other places.

Xu Xuan stared at the other party silently. In his sea of qi, an armored god held a sword. His immortal foundation felt it, and the thunders came to his aid, continuously raising his momentum.

In the calamity pool above his head, an extremely strong sense of calamity and punishment merged with the hazy purple jade-like sword energy.

[Jade Blood Heart] increases Qi and blood, running wildly, [Mother and Child Blood River] moves in the positive direction, resonating with this "blood Qi" Dharma, blessing the Dharma body.

In the [Tianpeng Zhumotu], a heavenly soldier holding a sword appears and falls into the thunderclouds in the sky. The sleeping thunder bug and Rui Yuting condense into spirit forms and connect with the thunder pool, serving as a ferry.

Now, one sword will do.

(End of this chapter)