Golden Cicada, Yang Ling'er, and Sakyamuni did not hold back. At this moment, they all understood that fighting for the Sky Fey Spirit Province was fighting for themselves. The attacks of the various origins had made them deeply aware that if they did not do their best to resist, the Sky Fey Spirit Province today would be theirs tomorrow.
They led all the Buddhist disciples and fused their strength into the formation. In addition, they chanted the Reincarnation Scripture in unison, combining it with the Daoist elites led by Yuan'er and the Holy Emperor's Reincarnation Mantra.
The sea of Buddhist light surged violently, turning into halos that rippled outwards. Once the enemy was hit, those with weak wills would have a look of relief on their faces.
Countless experts from the three armies were purified, disappearing from the world without leaving a trace.
However, facing such a terrifying purifying power, they practically ignored their own lives, burning their own essence blood and souls as they slammed into the sea of Buddhist sound.
Above the nine heavens, the dense blood-colored light slammed into the protective formation formed by the eight hundred and ten thousand ancient Buddhas.
In the beginning, the three armies suffered countless casualties when they attacked the formation. It seemed like they were at a disadvantage, but their numbers were huge, and each of them was an expert from the various origins. They were not afraid of death, and used their lives to carve out a path. This kind of indomitable will was extremely terrifying, constantly destroying the formation, weakening the sea of Buddhist sound.
The layers of formation were smashed to pieces, and the eight hundred and ten thousand ancient Buddhas were torn apart, dripping with blood.
One had to know that each and every one of the ancient Buddhas here were formed from the souls, wills, and relics of numerous Buddhist disciples. If they were torn apart by their enemies, it would spell the end of their lives.
One after another, the Buddhist disciples wore smiles on their faces, but their eyes gradually lost their luster. They passed away in meditation, their life force withering away, leaving behind only their powerful bodies. They did not regret it. Protecting all living beings had always been their great wish. Now that they were dead, it was only their wish being fulfilled.
This was the will of the Buddhist sect.
"What should we do? The enemy's attacks are getting fiercer. We can't just sit here and wait for death." Immediately, a Buddhist disciple frowned. This was not a solution.
"If I don't go to hell, who will?" Golden Cicada sat cross-legged, his face incomparably sacred. Golden light swept out, and from within his body, nine Buddha lotuses rippled, swallowing and spitting out incomparably rich vitality.
This was the Immortal Divine Medicine that he had nurtured for countless years. It had the power to revive the dead. Many Buddhist disciples were heavily injured, but they recovered immediately.
At this moment, he didn't hold anything back.
Yang Ling 'er and Sakyamuni had also drawn out the Undying Godly Medicines that they had nurtured for countless years, and used them on the bodies of the Buddhist disciples. Not only did their injuries recover, but their strength also increased.
For a moment, the ocean of Buddhist chants became stronger. These were the Buddhist disciples of the Heaven Zen Spirit State. They gathered their wills and shared a common goal. They exploded with unprecedented faith, and countless experts from the three armies were forcefully purified.
Seeing this scene, Xuanyuan frowned. The Three Origins were too terrifying, and this was only one of their armies, not all of them. If they continued to attack like this, the losses would be too great.
But at this time, as the Grand Marshal of the Armed Forces, he could only look at the overall situation. Those who did not plan for the overall situation would not be able to plan for a region.
Since Golden Cicada and the others could still resist, he should not panic. Xuanyuan looked at the 3,000 Confucian scholars.
The Great Arrow Array had shackled the penetration of the Qi of Decay, causing the attack of the Origin of Decay's army to stagnate. It was not as terrifying as before, and it had indirectly reduced the pressure on the Buddhist elites.
Although it was only a few minutes, on the battlefield, this little bit of time was enough to buy enough time for the soldiers to survive, at least reducing many casualties.
The three thousand Confucian scholars and the tens of millions of Confucian generals recovered in a short period of time. They stood up one after another and held the Haoran Bow in their hands. They drew the Haoran Arrows and once again formed the Haoran Arrow Formation. The Holy Guards also helped to increase the power of the Arrow Formation to the maximum.
This time, their target was the Origin of Evil.
Each of the Confucian elites of the Blue Dragon Holy Land was equipped with three Great Arrows.
From this, it could be seen how much manpower and resources they had spent on them, all for this day.
Awe-Inspiring righteousness was also a great counter to the disciples of the 'Origin of All Evil'. The power they controlled was the antithesis of heaven and earth. The 'Origin of All Evil' committed all sorts of evil and was cruel and bloodthirsty. Those who cultivated Awe-Inspiring Righteousness were recognized by heaven and earth and could kill all evil.
At this moment, the 'Bottle Healer Divine Guards' strengthened them, raising the power of the arrow formation to the maximum.
"Fire."
Whoosh …
They all drew their bows and shot out an arrow. Thousands of arrows shot out in one shot.
The Grand Arrow Formation drew a long river in the sky, and wherever it passed, all evil would be destroyed.
The soldiers of the Origin of Evil that were charging at the front instantly had their bodies torn apart, their souls scattered, and they died a violent death.
A single volley had caused the entire 'Origin of Evil' to lose close to forty million elites. Each of the warriors of the 'Origin of Evil' possessed outstanding strength in one-on-one battles. Even the disciples of the 'Qinglong Sacred Area' with the same cultivation would not necessarily be a match against them. However, on the battlefield, they were extremely weak in terms of teamwork and control of battle formations.
On the battlefield, the most important thing was the cooperation between comrades. Individual strength was secondary.
The tens of millions of Confucian generals attacked the Origin of Evil, reducing the pressure on the Buddhist disciples by a lot.
Even so, two-thirds of the 810,000 ancient Buddhas had disappeared, and the defensive line was gradually weakening.
Although the Immortal Godly Medicine of the three Holy Emperors had been nurtured for countless years, its power was still limited, and it couldn't last for long. After all, they had to nourish tens of millions of people. No matter how strong their Immortal Godly Medicine was, it couldn't last forever.
The entire Heaven Zen Spirit State originally had 60,000,000 Buddhist elite disciples, but now, there were less than 20,000,000 of them left. Moreover, every single Buddhist disciple was severely injured. They were the strongest backbone of the Heaven Zen Spirit State. Once they all died, it would be very difficult to nurture another batch of people like them.
Xuanyuan frowned. Even so, the three armies had also suffered heavy casualties. The Origin of Decay had 600 million soldiers, but only 100 million were left. The Origin of Blood had 500 million soldiers, but there were less than 80 million. The Origin of Evil had less than 50 million, and the Origin of Evil had less than 50 million. The mighty army had suddenly become a lot quieter.
Even with such great results, Xuanyuan didn't feel the slightest bit satisfied. He ordered the Holy Guards to treat the Buddhist disciples with all their strength. They were also given elixirs made from the Immortal Godly Medicine to ensure their vitality and heal their injuries.
After all, the major forces of the Hongmeng Origin were allies, and they couldn't let the Heaven Zen Spirit State keep sacrificing for nothing.
Their sacrifice this time shocked the countless warriors of the Sky Demon Spirit State. Everyone wanted to fight to the death.
"Nuwa Protection, activate," Xuanyuan ordered.
The rune that had been branded on the land of the Nuwa Clan and had been passed on for generations was activated.
Countless experts of the Nuwa Clan activated the power inside their bodies and condensed powerful barriers.
Eight, eight, six hundred and forty thousand Nuwa's held white jade bottles in their hands, dripping pure holy water. In an instant, the injuries of the injured Buddhist disciples were mostly healed. In addition to the full healing of the Holy Guards, they were completely healed.
The survival of the Buddhist disciples had greatly improved. Those who survived were almost all in the Fourth Heaven of Empyrean Sage Realm. Almost all of them had stepped into the Fifth Heaven of Empyrean Sage Realm.
Those who were originally at the Fifth Heaven of Empyrean Sage Realm had either stepped into the Great Sage Realm or had one foot in it.
Although their numbers had decreased, their combat strength had also increased. The determination to go to hell if I don't make it to hell has enlightened countless people.
The ancient Buddhist formation collapsed. Golden Cicada, Sakyamuni, and Yang Ling 'er had blood dripping from the corners of their mouths. They struggled to hold on and endured most of the attacks. Xuanyuan guided his All Transformation Blood Essence to heal them.
It should be noted that Xuanyuan's body contained the power of many immortal medicines. His blood essence surpassed all immortal medicines.
"Rest well. It's time to counterattack," Xuanyuan said. "Kill them."
The grand array of the Nuwa Clan began to change. The six hundred and forty thousand Nuwis holding white jade bottles suddenly turned into Nuwis holding talismans. Their expressions were pure and holy as they prayed to the heavens. The talismans in their hands soared into the sky. All of a sudden, the Nuwa Sacred Thunder Spell fell from the sky.
It blotted out the sky and bombarded the three armies. Red light flashed. The Sky Demon Spiritual Province, which had been on the defense all this time, suddenly launched an attack, catching the armies of the three great origins off guard.
More than half of the 'Origin of Decay' was instantly killed or injured. The sea of blood formed by the 'Origin of Blood' rapidly shrank, while the 'Origin of Evil' was scattered. Many of them were emitting black smoke and vomiting blood. They were in an extremely sorry state.
"Damn it. Damn it." The Holy Emperor of Slaughter Flame didn't expect that almost all the major forces of Hongmeng's Origins had joined forces and gathered on the Sky Demon Spiritual Province to fight them to the death.
"You can escape today, but I want to see if you can escape tomorrow. Retreat first, regroup, and fight again. I don't believe that a tiny Sky Demon Spiritual Province can stop us."
"That's right. When our armies arrive tomorrow, it will be the day your armies are destroyed." The Holy Emperor of Rotten Immortals looked down on the world.
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