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Chapter 68 Blood Slaughterhouse

Om", "Ma", "Ni", "Ba", "Mi", "Hum"!

At this moment, the six Buddhist sounds shook the world, and the entire cliff mountains were shaking. The vast Buddha light flowed out from the inside of the Sutra Cave like the Yangtze River, shaking the great sage at the entrance of the Sutra Cave and his body was cracked.

The terrifying sound of Buddha made everyone buzz in their ears, and even the sound of Buddha sounded on the immortal platform. The great saints almost instantly had the idea of ​​converting to Buddhism.

Everyone felt the ultimate depression, which was the emperor's power of Amitabha Buddha; at the same time, every Buddhist sound hit their hearts like an iron hammer, making them feel extremely uncomfortable.

This is a powerful fluctuation of power, like the Emperor Amitabha preaching internally, and this rhythm is unbearable. The more you resist in your heart, the more uncomfortable it will be. Only by having the thought of refuge can the pain be relieved.

This is the way of Emperor Amitabha!

Emperor Amitabha is the only emperor in ancient times and has no blood on his hands. Because all his opponents on the road to the emperor were transformed by him and became his disciple and guardian.

The other emperors' paths are all about killing themselves; only Amitabha Buddha is about killing their hearts.

This shows the terribleness of Amitabha Buddha. This is also the fundamental reason why countless geniuses and great saints from outside are unwilling to have any entanglements with Amitabha Buddha's lineage.

"Om Long!"

A green light appeared on Zhou Tong's body instantly. Influenced by the emperor's power of Amitabha Buddha, the Chaos Green Lotus began to emit rays of halos independently to block this power.

"So that's it. The Cave of the Pure Land is about to open, so when I was sweeping the younger generation, none of these great saints set off, because as long as they move, they may lose the opportunity." Zhou Tong looked at the Cave of the Pure Land, flashed, and rushed into it directly.

"This kid, he... can he actually ignore the power of the great emperor Amitabha Buddha?" A great saint looked ugly.

"He must have had a secret treasure left by the emperor, helping him block the imperial power! Damn, we have been busy for more than a month, and finally let this little thief take the lead!" A great saint said angrily, feeling unwilling.

The other great saints were still bearing the power of Amitabha Buddha, and they were unable to move at all. They could only watch Zhou Tong step ahead of them and break into the cave of Sutra left by Amitabha Buddha.

As soon as Zhou Tong entered the Sutra Cave, his eyes suddenly became clear.

This is a secret realm, with large fertile soil, vast mountains and rivers, and there is no shortage of spiritual energy and grand scenery.

Moreover, there is an extremely pure power in this secret realm. Although it is invisible, it really exists, flowing through the entire secret realm.

"This feeling... is completely different from the outside world, it is the power of faith!" Zhou Tong instantly understood what was the reason for this situation here.

Zhou Tong himself read the scriptures of Emperor Amitabha and Sakyamuni. He even used karma when he was practicing immortal energy. He also knew how to communicate and admire.

"Is it done by Amitabha? Is this piece of faith power belonging to Amitabha?" Zhou Tong was a little confused, and at the same time he made seals with his hands and activated the secret method-

"Buzz!!"

Suddenly, the entire secret realm was glowing, and the power of faith that could not be revealed was also revealed in an instant. The peaceful and pure power of faith was lingering here, and a large area of ​​light was evaporating on the earth, illuminating this secret realm into the pure land of the immortals.

Layer after layer of light is evaporating. This is the purest power of faith. It is blessed in the center of this secret realm and cannot be dissolved.

This power is so vast that it is shocking and trembling. Almost all the secret realm has been deified by this force. Every grass and tree are nourished by the power of faith, and have an indescribable characteristic.

Zhou Tong stretched out his hand, and the power of faith condensed into a little golden light on his fingertips.

At the same time, he is also using secret techniques to explore the source and end of these powers of faith.

In the end, he discovered that these powers of faith came from all directions of the universe and had been precipitated for millions of years, which led to such an incredible scene in this secret realm.

"Yes, these powers of faith do not belong to Amitabha Buddha, but to the Taiyin Human Emperor!" Zhou Tong used a secret method to trace the roots and finally figured out the master of these powers of faith.

That's right, it belongs to the Taiyin Human Emperor.

The Taiyin Human Emperor's achievements are indelible to both the human race and the people. Even in the past few millions of years, countless people still mutter to him.

It can be said that as long as the human race inheritance is immortal and as long as the people are still there, the achievements of the Taiyin Human Emperor will last forever.

Everything Amitabha Buddha did here was just to collect the power of faith scattered throughout the universe, belonging to the Taiyin Human Emperor, and let countless powers of faith cross the void without being affected by distance, and finally gather here.

"Buzz!!"

The power of faith gathered, and layers of light waves filled the entire secret realm and shocked people. There were even sounds of chanting scriptures in the void, and these powers of faith were mobilized by the scriptures, as if sentient beings were chanting scriptures together.

After hearing a few words, Zhou Tong immediately understood that the "Taiyin Sutra" was recited here.

He had already obtained the "Taiyin Sutra", so he did not continue to listen to the sermons here, but rushed to the core of this secret realm.

In the direction of the transmission of the power of faith, Zhou Tong soon arrived at the core of this secret realm.

I saw an ancient blood-colored altar appearing in front of me.

This altar is made of a blood soul stone, which looks like an ancient tower with patterns on it one after another, filled with the power of the Taiyin and the aura of the supreme.

"Well!!" Zhou Tong's body shook slightly.

The peaceful aura that was previously no longer existed near this blood-colored altar. Even Zhou Tong felt like steel needles were pierced on his body, stinging and feeling uncomfortable. It was an invasion of the Supreme Yin, which could freeze and crack human soul bones.

"The Xuefutu, who was pretending to be the God of the Taiyin Human Emperor, is indeed here. In the future, there will be another backup plan!!" A hint of joy flashed in Zhou Tong's eyes, and then he turned the "Taiyin True Sutra" to instantly eliminate the invasion of the Taiyin power.

With the Ten Cave Heavenly Divine Ring around him, he directly took the Blood Flood Turtle into his pocket.

As Xuefutu disappeared, the sound of chanting scriptures in the entire secret realm gradually dissipated, and the power of faith belonging to the Taiyin Human Emperor who continued to gather here was also slowly dissipating.

"The Xuefutu is the core here. I took this thing away. All the arrangements made by Emperor Amitabha are slowly dissipating. But in this way, the great saints outside will also come in... Just take advantage of the moment, and use the power of faith that is about to dissipate to make some arrangements!"
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