frightfiction #683 - Eighteen relics
#683 - Eighteen relics
He gritted his teeth, suppressing the panic in his heart, and looked at Li Chengfeng, attempting a final negotiation: "Li Chengfeng, there is no life-or-death feud between us, why must you be so ruthless?
If you let me go, I will definitely tell you some secrets of the North Sea, and vow that after returning to the North Sea, I will never be your enemy. What do you say?"
Li Chengfeng glanced coldly, not even giving the Evil Monk of the North Sea a proper look. He said in a chilling tone: "Your North Sea plotted against me, and now you're trying to negotiate terms? It's a joke.
I, Li Chengfeng, will destroy the North Sea sooner or later. The secrets you speak of are most likely nonsense. Take him down!"
As his words fell, the surrounding formations instantly activated, encircling the people of the North Sea.
At this time, all the formations were complete, but only Old Ancestor Qing Tian, Hua Zixuan, and Qing and Bai had not yet defeated their opponents, and they were somewhat anxious.
However, having cultivated to their level, they were able to remain calm and composed.
They decided to fight steadily, using the Evil Monk to hone their skills.
Li Chengfeng held the Black Lotus Buddha Heart Pagoda, the heads on it with their piercing gazes, looking at the Evil Monk, revealing a greedy expression.
Although this Evil Monk was full of evil energy, he also practiced Chan Buddhism, possessing boundless Buddhist intent.
For the Black Lotus Buddha Heart Pagoda, he was undoubtedly a delicious meal.
The head of Xue Qiankun also looked at the Evil Monk of the North Sea, his eyes revealing disdain and anger.
Now that he was suppressed by Li Chengfeng under the Black Lotus Buddha Heart Pagoda, he slowly realized that some things were not as they seemed.
He and the North Sea had cooperated, and should have killed Li Chengfeng according to plan, but now he had become a head on the Buddha Heart Pagoda.
After thinking about it, he felt like he had been schemed against.
He roared angrily, cursing: "Evil Monk Bu Zhi, you're foolish, you bastard!
Our North Sea has nothing good, they are using my Blood Clan, leading my Blood Clan to its demise!
This is all a conspiracy of your North Sea. If successful, your North Sea will get the greatest benefit, but if it fails, my Blood Clan will suffer!"
His voice was full of unwillingness and anger, but now that things had come to this, he could not change anything.
Evil Monk Bu Zhi chanted a Buddhist prayer and slowly said: "Amitabha, Benefactor is too biased.
Our North Sea cooperated with you for your own good.
The fact that it turned out this way is just because Li Chengfeng's fate is not yet exhausted.
Look, I am also being hunted down by him, unable to escape, and have fallen to such a state. Isn't it because I was implicated by your Blood Clan?"
These monks were all eloquent and good at bewitching people, but Li Chengfeng only smiled coldly, holding the pagoda in his hand, casting a greedy gaze at the Evil Monk.
He secretly calculated in his heart that as long as he absorbed this Evil Monk into the pagoda, the pagoda's power would definitely increase.
Thinking of this, he laughed loudly and with a wave of his hand, with a buzz, the Black Lotus Buddha Heart Pagoda instantly transformed into a stream of light, hovering above the head of Evil Monk Bu Zhi.
A powerful evil force broke through the air from the pagoda and descended upon Evil Monk Bu Zhi.
This force was extremely evil, as if it wanted to suck the Evil Monk into the pagoda.
At this time, Evil Monk Bu Zhi felt a great sense of foreboding. He cultivated Buddhism, incorporating evil energy, calling himself an Evil Monk, and walked a path that no one else had tried.
The spells he cast were incredibly powerful, similar to the fusion of Buddha and Demon.
But now, his techniques were directly broken by this pagoda.
The Black Lotus Buddha Heart Pagoda was like a Sword of Shangfang hanging over his head, its boundless sharpness suppressing him, making it impossible for his Buddhist and magical powers to merge smoothly.
It was as if a lifeline had been installed on him, rendering him unable to move.
He roared loudly, saying in uncontrollable anger: "Li Chengfeng, you dog thief!
You only know how to use numbers to overwhelm others, if you have the ability, come down and compete with me in strength!"
Li Chengfeng looked at him like an idiot, sneering: "You don't need to use this provocation to deal with me.
I have been through many battles, what haven't I done?
As long as I can win, I will use any means necessary.
If I can take your head, why bother with extra effort?"
Saying that, he leaped up and landed on the Black Lotus Buddha Heart Pagoda.
Instantly, a powerful force burst out, and under the shroud of Buddha's light, a huge Buddha shadow was produced.
This Buddha seal was the swastika Buddha seal, half of it was the light of Buddha, and half of it was extremely evil, directly suppressing down, firmly suppressing the Evil Monk Bu Zhi below.
At this time, Evil Monk Bu Zhi was already entangled by the sword techniques of Old Ancestor Qing Tian, Hua Zixuan, and the two great masters Qing and Bai, their attacks were as turbulent as a tide, forcing him to deal with them with all his strength.
Li Chengfeng's strike was precise and ingenious, like the last straw that broke the camel's back, making Evil Monk Bu Zhi feel an unprecedented pressure.
He roared angrily, his heart full of despair and anger.
He was afraid that he would not escape today. If he fell into Li Chengfeng's hands, his end would be as miserable as Xue Qiankun's.
Li Chengfeng was ruthless and merciless, he would definitely include him in the evil treasure, and from then on he would live a life worse than death, suffering immensely, and be used by Li Chengfeng as an evil treasure to add bricks and tiles to Li Chengfeng's growth.
The more he thought about it, the angrier he became. Evil Monk Bu Zhi's eyes flickered with blood-red light, his blood energy soaring, and there was no trace of Buddhist intent left in him.
He shouted: "Amitabha, Li Chengfeng, you evil demon!
Sooner or later, you will live a life worse than death, suffering immensely!
Since this is within your magic, it must be related to you, then I will self-destruct everything and perish with you!
Let you know what it means to regret!"
As he roared, he waved his hand, and eighteen relics appeared around him.
These relics suddenly burst out with unparalleled Buddha's light, but this Buddha's light was not pure, it contained evil power, obviously tainted by some evil god.
These eighteen relics were obtained by him by chance, and they were also the opportunity for him to embark on the path of the Evil Monk.
Each of these eighteen relics contained the power of an enlightened monk, and their strength should be in the Transformation God stage.
This was a treasure passed down from ancient times, and Evil Monk Bu Zhi obtained it by chance, so he integrated the techniques on it into himself, and achieved his current reputation and prestige.
However, at this time, he could no longer care so much.
As long as he detonated these eighteen Transformation God stage relics, then everyone present would be buried with him!
Everyone present felt an unprecedented sense of crisis, and they stepped up their attacks one after another, trying to stop Evil Monk Bu Zhi's crazy actions.
However, Evil Monk Bu Zhi had already fallen into the abyss of despair, his eyes full of determination and madness, as if he had already prepared to perish with everyone.
Li Chengfeng's eyes were like torches, staring at the eighteen relics around Evil Monk Bu Zhi, and nodded slowly.
His words carried a hint of coldness and insight: "Evil Monk Bu Zhi, it turns out that the North Sea not only plotted against Xue Qiankun, but also plotted against you, plotted against everyone.
The reason they sent you here is because you have these eighteen evil demon relics on you.
Once these relics explode, then everyone present will die, including yourself.
They are forcing you into a desperate situation, waiting for this result now."