"Hahahaha..." The arrogant laughter kept ringing in the depths of Zi Chen's life sea. As the laughter sounded, the eighteen relics shone golden lights one by one, and then eighteen golden phantoms appeared above Zi Chen's life sea.

"What a world, a sea of ​​destiny. This kid is capable and has opened up his own sea of ​​destiny at a young age!" A golden phantom with the tallest figure praised.

"So what if you have the ability? When he put us in, he was dead. He wanted to use such means to isolate the connection, but he did not know that our natal souls were all in this relics."

"Yes, in the outside world, we can't manifest it yet. After all, once it manifests, the noses of the cattle in the Taoist sect will sense it, but this is the depth of his life sea, hahaha, this is asking for death!"

"Now we have reached his body, do you still need to kill him?" The golden phantom who spoke first snorted coldly.

"Yes, he is the Divine Arrow Lord of the Tang Dynasty. His identity is amazing. We only need to smash his soul to take over his body. Such an identity is of great benefit to our Buddhist sect!" Another voice sounded.

"Hahaha, that's right, that's how he should. Since he has cultivated the sea of ​​fate, his soul must be in this sea of ​​fate. Quickly, find it out and swallow it!"

"Are you looking for me?" At this moment, a cheerful voice sounded, and eighteen golden phantoms looked at Zi Chen at the same time, and he saw Zi Chen floating above the sea of ​​life, looking at him and others with a sneer on his face.

"Haha, do you think this is your sea of ​​life that can trap us? Let me tell you the truth. If any of us comes in, or even seventeen of us come in, they are not your opponent. After all, this is your sea of ​​life, and you are the god here, but there are eighteen of us come in, which will destiny." The tallest man sneered.

"So what about the eighteen people? Can you make any more storms?" Zi Chen also sneered, not taking these eighteen monks with an outrageous power of souls in the eyes of them.

After all, this is his sea of ​​life, and here, he is God.

"Of course, the eighteen people can already set up a net array of heaven and earth, so boy, you should die!" The monk laughed. As his laughter fell, eighteen golden phantoms appeared around Zi Chen. Everyone was singing Sanskrit, and golden runes kept popping out of their bodies, forming a huge golden net in the sky, covering Zi Chen's entire body.

With the formation of this big net, Zi Chen suddenly realized that his connection with Minghai had disappeared?

This is his sea of ​​life. According to the truth, he could mobilize all the power here at will, but now he has lost contact? What does this mean? It means that he has lost the ability to mobilize all the power here. He has no other way except the power of his own soul.

Seeing Zi Chen's sudden change in his face, the monk in charge laughed even more, and the other monks laughed loudly. Before their death, the worst of them was the eighth level of the Wuzong Heavenly Realm. In order to maintain the integrity of their souls, the relics consumed a lot of power, but at least everyone now has the strength of the fifth level of heaven or above.

And what about Zi Chen? His most powerful power lies in his body. Now it is in the depths of his life sea. His strongest means are simply unusable. Only a soul that is left without support. The soul that has been stripped of the life sea is like a newborn baby, not yet at the mercy of others.

"Divine Arrow Lord, how about we make a deal?" Seeing Zi Chen locked in the center, the monk who led the lead spoke with a smile.

"What deal?" Zi Chen said coldly.

"Let go of your soul, let us set up a ban in it, and listen to my orders in the future. We will not only not erase your wisdom, but also teach you and my supreme Buddhist Dharma. What do you think?" With the overall situation in hand, the monk said with a smile.

They can directly kill Zi Chen's spiritual intelligence and seize Zi Chen's physical body, but in that case, it will be somewhat inappropriate. If someone suspects it, it will be bad. But as long as Zi Chen is willing to agree, then there is no need to kill his spiritual intelligence, which is the safest way. He believes that under such circumstances, Zi Chen's only chance to survive.

"Do you think it's possible?" Zi Chen sneered in the face of the monk's proposal, his eyes full of sarcasm.

"Do you want to die?" Seeing that Zi Chen refused, a monk with a ferocious look snorted.

"Even if I want to die, do you think you will kill me?" Zi Chen sneered. When the words were finished, the sunset bow had already appeared on his wrist.

Seeing this sudden sunset bow, the faces of the eighteen monks changed. They originally thought it was just a more powerful longbow. Who could have thought that this was a magical weapon that could be put into the sea of ​​life. Only the legendary artifact or immortal weapon could be immersed in the sea of ​​life.

Could this inconspicuous wooden bow be a magical tool?

While frightened, the eighteen people had already closed their hands at the same time and muttered the sound of the Sanskrit. Eighteen golden lights lit up again, forming mysterious and beautiful ripples, swinging forward one by one. They deeply understood what a magical weapon represents and would never give Zi Chen the chance to shoot arrows.

When these golden ripples enveloped Zi Chen, Zi Chen felt that he seemed to have come into the mud, and his whole body felt sticky. No matter how he pulled the bowstring, he couldn't pull it away. His whole body seemed to be wrapped in a large piece of amber oil.

"Divine Arrow Lord, you should have your heart killed. With your own strength, you can't break free from the ripples!" Seeing Zi Chen desperately trying to pull the bowstring, one of the monks sneered.

"Divine Arrow Lord, I will give you another last chance to open your soul, otherwise..." The tall monk also spoke. Before he could finish his words, his right hand had slowly raised, and then he saw a golden big handprint appearing over the sea of ​​life. Facing the huge handprint, Zi Chen's figure was as small as a fly.

Feeling the huge pressure from his palm, Zi Chen's face was not afraid or even a look of nervousness. Instead, he looked up at the back of the monk, and the sarcasm at the corner of his mouth became stronger and stronger.

Just because within the range of his eyes, a huge figure was rising from the sea of ​​thought. It was a figure with a figure of more than ten thousand feet in size, and its body was covered with bone spurs. Although it was just a phantom, this phantom still shocked the sea of ​​life and tumbling.

As the huge phantom rose, a terrifying pressure swept over, and the eighteen monks' bodies stiffened, especially when facing the huge phantom, their faces turned sallow and their bodies couldn't help but start to tremble.

"Tathagata's Great Hand Seal!" The monk also noticed the terribleness of this phantom. He no longer cared about Zi Chen's soul. He raised his big hand and the golden big hand seal flew out of the air, turning into a huge palm that was thousands of feet away, slapped hard on the head of the phantom.

With a crisp "pop", the golden palm instantly shattered, splashing countless golden lights, but the huge shadow of white bones was not damaged at all.

The eighteen monks were completely stunned. This was a blow that condensed the full strength of the eighteen of them, but they could not even hurt a phantom of the other party. How strong is the other party’s body?

"Escape!" The monk in the lead quickly came to his senses. There was such a monster hidden in the depths of Zi Chen's life sea. When did he not escape?

He didn't even care that he would be sensed by the Taoist people who escaped from Zi Chen's life.

But just as the eighteen monks turned around and wanted to escape from the eighteen directions, a huge tree rose up in the middle of the sea of ​​profession. It was a huge tree that was so huge that it covered the sky and sun, emitting green light, which actually enveloped the eighteen monks.

A huge bird was lying in the middle of the tree canopy. When he looked up at this side inadvertently, what everyone saw was a human face.

Just after taking a random look, the eighteen monks' bodies trembled.

Their souls seemed to be about to shatter.

At this moment, the giant beast, which was so tall, had already churned up in the sea of ​​self-proclaimedness, then opened a huge bone palm and continued to slap the eighteen relics.

With a loud "bang!", eighteen relics shattered in an instant, and eighteen powerful forces burst out, like a torrent, bursting out instantly.

At this moment, the eighteen phantoms made a miserable cry. Their bodies had already lived and died, and their souls were hidden in this relics. Now the relics were shattered, and they could no longer maintain the stability of their souls.

The huge monster let out a roar at this moment, and the souls that began to shatter were swallowed by the giant beasts in one bite, and the energy that burst out of the eighteen relics continued to fill every place in the sea of ​​life.

Zi Chen had already sat cross-legged and under the illumination of this blue light, he used the mental method of "The Dark Chapter of the Hunyuan Bible". The terrible energy continued to seep out of the sea of ​​life and was absorbed by his body. In the sea of ​​life, the sunset bow also made an excited buzzing sound, and began to absorb this overflowing energy frantically.

Zi Chen's cultivation level is actually growing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

I don’t know how long it took, but when Zi Chen opened his eyes again, two golden lights burst out. His cultivation level had reached the peak of the third level of the Xuan Realm. It only takes one step to enter the more powerful realm of heaven, and then he can turn into a giant beast, and compete with him!
Chapter completed!