It is no wonder that the fallen angel was so moved by it. There are rumors that the relics contain a tremendous power of life, which is undoubtedly a huge temptation for a creature born from death. Because it can use this power to further transform itself, remove its dead body, and recreate its living body.

However, the power released by the relics at this moment was too amazing. Even if the fallen angel with decay and rotten wings was not easy, and it would be extremely difficult.

More importantly, the relics do not like them yet, and are full of repulsion for the dark attributes it possesses. Even if the fallen angel really takes the relics, it is probably very difficult to use their power.

"Swoosh..."

The lightning-like rainbow of lightning cut through the sky. When the relics were pure Buddha charm, two figures suddenly moved and rushed towards the relics.

A rainbow is as white as snow, and a rainbow is as blue as a gem. In this blood-red world, these two rainbows of white and blue make the sky look beautiful and a sense of magic.

Because they were close, the blue light rainbow rushed to the place where the relics were. In the light rainbow, there was a glove-like thing in one palm, breaking through the surging blood and grabbing the relics directly.

When the palm enlarged, countless streams of light overflowed in the palm, like stars flying, swelling with a mysterious and powerful aura.

The big hand pressed down, the stars flowed, and the void collapsed, which looked like the legendary world in the palm!

However, it was this terrifying hand that when he grabbed the relics, blood flowed out. The huge power of the relics was unbearable.

With a dull sound, the figure in the blue rainbow flew backwards, and blood in his mouth sprinkled in the void.

The figure in this blue light rainbow is no one else, but is the first person in the younger generation of the Yang family, Yang Sheng, who has reached the flying realm of cultivation.

At this moment, looking at the relics shining with golden light and the power of Buddhism and Taoism, his eyes were like torches and said to himself: "Cultivation at the Feitian Realm, coupled with the power bonus of the Yang Family's ancient treasure blue gold and jade set, can't even capture it..." There was obvious reluctance in his voice.

After wiped away the blood from the corner of his mouth, he planned to try it again, but a snow-white rainbow of light was already one step ahead of him and flew away.

In the snow-white rainbow, a beautiful and graceful girl with fairy spirit was lingering in her body, breaking through the surging blood and rushing towards the Buddha's relics.

Like a snow-white lightning, it was much faster than Yang Sheng. In a moment, he had already arrived near the Buddha's relics under the pressure from the Buddha's relics.

Her clothes fluttered, her right hand, as white as jade, spread its five fingers, and grabbed straight towards the Buddha's relics.

One after another, the fairy light flowed through her palms and fingers, and a powerful wave of power was emitting. It seemed that what was protruding was not five delicate fingers, but a majestic and heavy mountain, and the aura was emitting very terrifying.

As the girl's palms and fingers approached the Buddha's relics, the surging sea of ​​blood immediately turned up bigger waves, and the surging waves formed a tide and struck the sky!

Lin Feng and Xiaolong, who were originally injured by the fallen angel, fainted directly in the endless blood surging.

The corrosive force in the blood, coupled with the strong energy aftermath, made their physical condition extremely poor and not optimistic.

Other places, among the young strong men who were almost in blood, someone had already died because they could not withstand the corrosion of blood and the violent turmoil caused by the Buddha's relics!

Also when the girl took action, a black and shriveled palm also grabbed the Buddha's relics. After being shaken back once, the fallen angel took action again!

The dark power followed the movement of its palms and fingers, and the breath was surging!

Although the fallen angel at this time is a creature with a trace of wisdom again and does not have the ultimate strength that it had in its previous life, its current power is still not to be underestimated.

By feeling the fluctuations in his palms and fingers, you can know that its current strength will not be weaker than Yang Sheng, whose cultivation has reached the flying realm.

A strong man in the Feitian realm can rank among the elders even among the top sects in the outside world!

"Amitabha……"

Just as the peerless masked girl in white clothes and the fallen angel both reached out to grab the Buddha's relics, a Buddha's name suddenly spread out from the relics. It seemed as if there was a Buddha sitting cross-legged in the relics. A peaceful and plain Buddhist rhyme spread between heaven and earth.

The hands stretched out by the girl and the fallen angel were immediately imprisoned and unable to move under an invisible force.

The girl with a green gauze mask and the fallen angel with black body were all surprised!

In their perception, the Buddha's relics should be a dead object. I never thought that at this time, the Buddha's name was spread, as if there was a soul living inside.

But, how is this possible? It's too unrealistic!

The relics are left by the most holy Buddhist temple after sitting and transformation. How could there be a primordial spirit? If there is a primordial spirit remaining, can it still be called a primordial spirit?

The masked girl, Yang Sheng and the fallen angel with broken spiritual consciousness were all surprised and shocked when they saw this scene, and they felt incomprehensible!

Just when they were shocked and puzzled, a sigh echoed from the relics.

Just like a hermit who lived in seclusion for a long time, he had to return to the prosperous world and felt infinite emotion when he saw the cool world and the indifferent human feelings.

"Time passes, the sea changes, blood and bones have been buried for many years. I didn't expect that I can open my eyes again and see this sad world..."

Shortly after the sigh fell, suddenly, an old voice came from the Buddha's relics, with endless loneliness.

The voice was not high and light, but it shocked Yang Sheng, the masked girl, and the fallen angel. Could it be that the Buddhist saint who left the relics was resurrected again?

At this time, the hands of the girl covered in green gauze and the hands of the fallen angel were freed from the confinement. They immediately retreated far away, and looked nervously at the direction where the relics were located, with a serious expression.

Even though the fallen angel is black all over and his body is dry and hard like a dead corpse, it can be seen that its expression is very serious at this time. Its dead gray eyes have a recessive light flashing.

At this moment, Yang Sheng, the Jueli girl covered in green gauze, and the fallen angel with black wings rotten, did not move, but stared nervously.

"boom!"

At this moment, a loud noise suddenly came in the distant sky, like a thunder suddenly exploded, causing the sky to roar and shocking.

Yang Sheng and the others looked into the distance and saw a thick black light, wrapped in blood, flying towards the place at an extremely fast speed. A terrifying aura came overwhelmingly like a tide.

"He actually came over at the source of blood!" The girl in white with bright eyes and kind eyes looked at the terrifying scene in the distance and said in surprise. A pair of eyes as clear as glass, light flashed away.

"Boom..."

When the black light came to the place where the Buddha's relics were located, the blood that had already existed became more violent, with thousands of waves storming, and the waves hit the sky!

"Amitabha……"

Just as the waves were rolling and storming the Buddha's relics, an old Buddha's name spread out from the Buddha's relics.

Around the golden Buddha relics, the surging blood, as the sound of the Buddha's chant, became quiet and calm, resting on the wind and reducing the waves. It seemed that the blood around this had never swelled and stirred, and suddenly, the wind was calm.

And when the blood waves returned to calm, the relics soared into the sky and suddenly came to the thick black light.

"You are not dead yet!" When the relics flew in front of the black light, a cold and harsh sound suddenly sounded in the black light. It was like a thorn in the throat and a light on the back. It made people feel very uncomfortable when they heard it.

"I have died long ago, but by chance, the broken marks are awakened again..." An old voice sounded slowly in the relics with golden light and sacred aura flowing.
Chapter completed!