The Buddha is actually me

Chapter 321 The Last Walk
The silent night was shattered by a loud roar, and the night sky seemed to be torn apart by a spear condensed with flames, leaving a lingering tail of flames, falling to the earth like a meteor.

At this moment, both the birds and beasts living in the mountains and forests, as well as the people living in the city, were startled by the roar.

It was a sound sharper and more explosive than thunder, as if the entire sky was sounding sirens, deafening.

Such an extreme speed even made Yue Ling's armor, which had been tempered for thousands of years, unable to bear the weight. Cracks appeared on it and it turned black after being burned by the flames.

It moves at lightning speed in an instant.

But after she flew for a while, her figure suddenly stopped, her slender body trembled slightly, her hands were clenched tightly, and the flames in her pupils died down little by little.

For the first time, a look of panic appeared in those heroic and sharp eyes.

The seal of the Ming King disappeared.

This is the tracking and protection technique in the Ming Wang Fa. The Ming Wang mark itself can help people resist some damage to the soul. In addition, no matter where in the world, she can find the other party based on the mark.

Even though she was in the underworld, she could vaguely sense a general direction.

There is only one situation in which the Mingwang brand will disappear, and that is when the person who has been branded is dead, his body and soul are gone, and the brand will naturally disappear into thin air as well.

If she could practice the Mingwang Dharma to perfection, the mark she planted would even be able to protect the soul of a person after death, and she would be able to find it even after reincarnation.

Unfortunately, she is only at the sixth level now, far from having that kind of magical power.

"Zhang Jiuyang... is dead?"

Yue Ling's long black hair fluttered in the wind, and her originally white face suddenly changed color, sometimes red, sometimes blue. The magic power in her body surged, and her mind was in chaos.

This is a symptom of going astray in practicing Ming Wang Fa.

If this scene was seen by other people, they would definitely find it incredible. Yue Ling himself was a rare genius, and was almost perfectly compatible with the Ming Wang Fa. He had never encountered such a situation before.

But Yue Ling is Yue Ling after all.

Although her mind was in turmoil and her emotions were volatile, she knew that what she should really do at this moment was to find Zhang Jiuyang as soon as possible.

Live to see people, die to see corpses.

As soon as she thought of this, she used amazing willpower to forcibly control the disordered magic power, spat out a mouthful of blood as hot as magma, gritted her teeth, and continued to fly towards the north.

As long as there is a glimmer of hope, she will never give up.

Even if Zhang Jiuyang was really dead, she would personally collect his body and bury it instead of leaving it exposed in the wilderness to be eaten by wild beasts.

And then... revenge!
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Barren mountains and heavy rain.

The rain washed the earth, making crackling sounds, one after another. The animals in the forest ran around, looking for a place to shelter from the rain.

There was a figure lying in the mud.

The man was lying face down, his features could not be seen, and his white clothes had already become tattered and were soaked in mud and water, making him extremely filthy.

The blood spread all around with the rain.

If it weren't for this sudden heavy rain, this blood energy would probably have attracted the wild beasts in the mountains.

After an unknown amount of time, a figure floated out from that person.

It was a little girl in a red dress, with a delicate and delicate appearance. She was holding two swords, dancing in the air three inches off the ground, and her face was pale.

Cracks kept appearing on Ah Li's ghost body, and they were spreading rapidly, just like a broken porcelain doll. In the cracks, black lightning could be vaguely seen.

At the last moment, she helped Zhang Jiuyang share some of the Yin Lei, but she was also seriously injured, and even the Yin puppet that possessed her was turned into powder.

If it weren't for Zhang Jiuyang forcing her back, and if she hadn't already had some strength, she would have been instantly reduced to ashes by that Yin thunder.

"Ninth Brother, Ninth Brother!"

Ali's hair automatically grew longer and tied around Zhang Jiuyang like ropes, then she tried to drag him under a big locust tree to prevent him from being exposed to the heavy rain.

It took her a long time to complete this simple action, and her soul became even more shaky and the cracks on her body spread further.

No matter how she called, Zhang Jiuyang did not respond and did not seem to be awake at all.

At this moment, Zhang Jiuyang was seriously injured. His chest was pierced by a knife, and he also endured a full-strength attack from a Sixth Realm Immortal, which was the Yin Thunder Method in the "Purple Thunder Book" which was famous for its sinisterness.

He endured about 70% to 80% of the damage from the Yin thunder.

Ali saw that Zhang Jiuyang's body had begun to fester. His skin and flesh seemed to have a poisonous sore and were rotting and falling off at a speed visible to the naked eye. Even the blood that was flowing out had turned blue-black.

What a poisonous thunder technique!
Ali actually smelled the breath of curse from this thunder magic. The Yin thunder that penetrated deep into the bone marrow was clearly a terrible curse that would gradually corrode and rot a person's internal organs, bones, flesh and blood, and finally turn into a pool of dirty blood!

However, just as this Yin thunder was about to invade Zhang Jiuyang's heart meridian, it encountered resistance from a force.

It was a masculine and hot power, extremely pure, that blocked the raging Yin Thunder power like a flame, blocking the opponent's overwhelming momentum.

Seal of the Ming King!

The power of the Ming King in the brand was fully stimulated, and with Zhang Jiuyang's body as the battlefield, a battle with Yin Lei broke out.

The only thing that can withstand the Six Realms is another Six Realms.

The power of the Ming King consumed a large amount of Yin Thunder, buying Zhang Jiuyang a moment to catch his breath. Otherwise, in his coma, he would have turned into a pool of pus and blood, and his soul would have been destroyed.

But when the mark was left, Yue Ling had just entered the sixth realm. Compared with Yimei Zhenren, who had accumulated decades of experience, his magic power was still a little lacking.

Soon, the all-pervasive Yin thunder regained the upper hand again, while the power of the Ming King became less and less.

With a loud bang, after a stalemate of half an hour, the Ming Wang's mark completely dissipated, and it seemed that there was no force that could stop the ravages of Yin Lei.

Zhang Jiuyang's body continued to decay and his breath became intermittent. He was on the verge of death.

"Brother Jiu, A Li won't let you die."

"Because Ali knows that dying doesn't feel good."

Little Ali floated over, put away her precious pink double swords, and gently placed them next to Zhang Jiuyang, with a hint of determination in her eyes.

The next moment, she made hand seals and her hair continued to grow longer, like little black snakes, drilling into Zhang Jiuyang's limbs and bones.

In an instant, the dark lightning flowed towards her body along her hair.

"Brother Jiu, actually, there is something that Ah Li has never told you. Not only can I cast a curse, I can also absorb the curse power from others. Hehe, don't blame Ah Li for holding back. Who told me that I am... a child who holds back?"

As she absorbed a large amount of Yin Lei power, the speed at which the cracks on her body spread increased again. In the end, it was no longer possible to see the shape of a human being. Instead, it looked like a sculpture that was constantly drying and breaking apart.

But Ali did not intend to disappear into ashes like this, at the last moment, she seemed to have an inspiration and lay in the heavy rain, using the ground as her coffin and the sky as her cover, and her hands made the hand seal of walking into the underworld.

Without a paper body and no way to return to life, she took a bold action with all her might.

Go to the underworld to seek help and find a way to survive!
(End of this chapter)