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In Foshan, all the Bodhisattvas and Luohan felt despair in the face of the power of the Lord of the Devil.

Strong, too strong.

The power of Mozun is definitely no longer under the Xilai Buddha.

Their only hope was shattered.

In the void, Xilai Buddha sat on the lotus platform, and even though he knew the arrival of Foshan Tribulation, his appearance did not change much.

He ruled the West for more than 100,000 years, indulged, and missed.

Now, the retribution ends.

Cihang's choice may be right.

"Amitabha."

Xilai Buddha chanted the Buddha's number, and looked at the Lord of the Devil Realm in the void, and said, "If I die, let Sumi Mountain out, will you be able to let go of the mortal beings of the Buddha Realm."

In the void, the Lord of the Devil Realm stood in the turbulent devil qi and calmly said, "Of course, this seat does not want to kill the innocent indiscriminately, but just wants to recover what was lost in the past."

"Buddha Lord!"

Underneath, a Bodhisattva and Luohan heard the words and showed anxious expressions. Did the Buddha Lord want to give Xumi Mountain to these demons?

"Amitabha."

Xilai Buddha raised his hand and stopped all the bodhisattvas and Luohan below to continue to speak, looking at the Lord of the Devil Realm in front, calmly saying, "Well, I hope Deity can follow his promise."

When the words fell, Xilai Buddha closed his eyes and recited the mantra in his mouth. Suddenly, the flames rose around him and burned himself.

The great disaster in Foshan is irreversible. In order to protect the sentient beings in the Buddha world, Xilai Buddha chose to sacrifice to save the lives.

In Foshan, a dazzling golden fire rose, and the flames of the Buddha burned the golden body of the Buddha, shocking the world.

Ahead of the turbulent evil spirit, the Lord of the Devil walked out, with a very young appearance, which looked like a young man in his twenties.

Mozun looked at Xilai Buddha in front of him and showed his true body.

No matter how decayed Foshan is, this Xilai Buddha is a respectable strong man after all.

Below, the thirty-six Buddha in Foshan looked at the flames in the void, with fear on his face.

Buddha, actually sat down.

Among the Buddhas, the black gauze covers their faces, and Yu Guang, the demon commander in a black armor, sees the fear on the faces of the Buddhas, and his expression becomes colder.

These pseudo-buddhas have been enjoying for too long, I am afraid that no one thought that they would have this day.

In Foshan, in the fearful eyes of the Buddhas, the flame of the Buddha gradually disappeared, and at the same time, the figure of the Xilai Buddha also disappeared. On the lotus platform, a golden relic fell and glorified.

In front of him, Mozun waved his hand to disperse the relics and calmly said, "Turn everyone off."

"Yes!"

Below, the demon wind respectfully leads the way.

Immediately after, in Foshan, countless demons manifested and attempted to capture the Buddhas.

The Buddhas were about to revolt, but when they saw the demon wind moving, they flew before a Buddha in an instant.

The demon sword manifested and relentlessly took his life, but he cut off the head of a Buddha in a blink of an eye.

The blood-stained demon knife, the blood fell, and the Buddha's head rolled across the ground, so shocked.

"Rebels, kill without amnesty!"

The demon wind looked at the Buddhas and Bodhisattvas with cold voices.

Standing sharply, the Buddhas were frightened and immediately fell down honestly.

Living for too long, Foshan Buddhas are even more afraid of death. Under the threat of life, they dare not take any action.

In the void, there is a smile on the corner of the mouth of the Lord of the Devil Realm. That ’s right, the cowardly Buddha is really disgusting.

Under the **** of the demons, all the Buddhas and Bodhisattvas were taken away. Not long after, the entire Foshan became empty.

Mozun stood still in the void for a long time, striding forward to the Buddha's lotus platform in front.

"Demon Wind, do you think this seat is suitable for this position?" Mozun sat on the lotus platform and smiled.

"Not suitable." The demon wind said calmly.

"Oh?"

Mozun smiled more on his face and asked, "Why?"

"Buddha is buddha, devil is demon, it will never be the same." Yaofeng said lightly.

"Demon Wind, you really can't speak."

Mozun laughed, "This is a lot worse than your sister Yaoyue."

The demon wind heard the words, his face sinking under the black veil covering his face.

Yaoyue, his sister, it ’s not worth your death.

Seeing the silence of the demon commander in front of him, Mozun sighed in his heart and said, "Have you seen that young man?"

"Have seen it." Yaofeng nodded.

"How?" Mozun asked.

"I believe in Yaoyue's choice. Since Yaoyue is willing to die for him, it shows that he has this value." Yaofeng calmly said.

Mozun nodded his head and smiled, "Foshan is over, I will hand you another task, how?"

"Demon Lord please speak." Demon Wind salutes.

"You go to Eastern God Realm and bring the young man. Two hundred years ago, the demon moon did not complete anything, then you will do it." Mozun said.

"Subordinates lead the life."

The demon wind calmly responded, and immediately turned and walked down the mountain.

To the southeast of the Buddhist world, on the barren and barren ground, Cihang Bodhisattva traveled westward and rushed towards Foshan.

She felt that something happened in Foshan.

"Ok?"

Not long afterwards, the look of Cihang Bodhisattva suddenly stunned, his eyes turned to the west, a flash of condensed color flashed.

What is this breath?

But seeing the west, a group of black magic winds rushed eastward, very fast, and it was a thousand miles away.

In the wilderness, the Bodhisattva and the demon meet, and the unexpected encounter is such a coincidence.

In the black magic wind, the black gauze is covered, and the demon commander in a black armor walks out. His eyes are on the Buddha in front of him, his eyes narrowed.

Cihang?

In the wilderness, the two stopped and stood facing each other.

The demon and the Bodhisattva are not tolerant of the opposite existence of the world, and they look together at the same time.

"What has the demon world done to Foshan?" Cihang Bodhisattva looked at the demon in front of him, and said in a deep voice.

"The Bodhisattva can see for himself."

The demon wind responded lightly, "However, the bodhisattva must have a life to pass."

"Evil devil whispered, the heavens can't be tolerated, the Nine Vaticans destroy the demon seal!"

If you don't speculate, the Bodhisattva Cihang's shot is a terrifying move. The golden light shines through the world, and evil spirits are destroyed.

The demon wind snorted coldly, stepped around, avoiding the shock of the sky, and immediately condensed the magic element, swept forward, and counterattacked strongly.

The commander-in-chief of the demon world, the first person of the Buddha Bodhisattva, and the two peerless strongmen met. Suddenly, the world changed and the gods were frightened.

Among the strong, it is not always a sympathy. Ci Hang and Yaofeng both know what the other can do. They show no mercy and raise their hands to destroy the mountain.

A hundred tricks to fight against each other, the outcome is inseparable, in the hands of the demon wind, the magical energy is surging, the demon knife appears, and in a moment, the sky thunder masterpiece comes to the world.

The demon sword was born, and the murderous wind shook the sky, and the demon wind figure flashed across the sky.

Cihang Bodhisattva's expression sank. He lifted his hand and pulled out the willow branches in the white jade net bottle. After the shower, the willow branches spread quickly and turned into a heavenly net, blocking the devil's front road.

In the Tian Luo Di net, the demon sword cut off the willow branches that grew rapidly one by one, and the sharp edge cut towards the bodhisattva in front.

Cihang Bodhisattva's eyes are slightly condensed, his fingers are twisted, the golden light is bright, and the sound is loud, blocking the demon's blade.

"Bodhisattva Cihang, the Buddha in your heart, are these only?"

Close at hand, the demon wind looked at the Bodhisattva Cihang in front of him and said ironically.

Cihang Bodhisattva's expression was cold, and the always compassionate Bodhisattva couldn't help but kill the opportunity at this moment.

"My Buddha is compassionate, lays down his body and lays blood, and the Doomsday Marks the Devil's Mark."

Buddhism banned in the world, Cihang Cihang's body burst into blood, and turned into a **** Buddha mark, criss-crossed, and appeared out of thin air.

It is forbidden to recruit, and the pressure of the world is down, heavy like a mountain.

The demon wind felt, stepped on it, withdrew from Baizhang, the magic knife rolled in the hands of Mo Tao and swept up, the demon world passed down the famous trick, and it is now in the world.

"Thousand Fantasy Shura!"

With a knife cut, the figure of the demon wind instantly changed, and the blade of light was vertical and horizontal, and it was difficult to distinguish between reality and reality.

With a bang, on the earth of the Buddha Realm, the two moves of the Buddha and the Demon collided, and the rumble shook and echoed through the Buddha Realm.

Aftershocks shook, and the turbulent storm surged, the blood of two waterfalls burst out and stained the ground.

"Uh!"

The impact of Buddhism and Devil's Qi, the two figures receded continuously, blood and dust.

The fierce battle between the Buddha and the Demon is difficult to distinguish between victory and defeat. At the same time, various parties in the God Realm and various secret forces have gradually moved.

When the time comes, the world is in turmoil, unless there is a relatively peaceful northern border, the battle between the mid-sky border, the Western Buddhist realm, the southern frontier, and the Eastern Divine Realm that experienced the war.

The God Realm, which has been peaceful for tens of thousands of years, is no longer peaceful.

The chaos of God Realm, the world, is not much better. There are disputes in the convenience of people. The world has rested for thousands of years.

In the major star fields, there are constant conflicts between the forces of all parties. During the turmoil, there are more and more large cracks on the starry sky ~ lightnovelpub.net ~.

At the same time, the fifth heaven, in the chaotic world, knowing the destiny and forging a sword, one hundred years as a day.

In chaos, time and space do not exist. Ning Chen is surrounded by a phoenix, pulling the chaotic mother gas and the innate power to cast a sword together.

Outside, the little gourd flew around boringly, and sometimes he lay down on his little gourd when he was tired.

Somehow, it is another hundred years in the past. In the phoenix fire, the four fairy sword blades gave birth to three inches again, and the edge was compelling.

For two hundred years, Ning Chen did not rest for a moment, and his eyes were covered with bloodshot eyes, which seemed to make people palpitate.

Looking at the front of the small gourd, the sadness flashed on the young face, how long will it take?

The boring time is always long, and gradually, the third century passes.

For three hundred years, on the four fairy swords, the sword blades grow inch by inch, and the cracks on the sword are gradually repaired, and the divine flow is very extraordinary.

However, the distance from Cheng Jian, after all, needs a lot of years.

In the world, God Realm, there have been frequent disturbances in the past three hundred years, especially in Eastern God Realm. In the World War I two hundred years ago, the Shenting 100,000 army was defeated, and the Qing Jian alone almost killed the 100,000 army.

Finally, in the constant turmoil, the fourth century came, and a terrible big crack appeared on the starry sky in the world, without warning, spreading for hundreds of millions of miles, and directly engulfed several stars of life.

The world is changing drastically, and the spirits are being painted. No matter the God Realm or the world, many powerful people gradually realize that they will change the world.

The Jingting Pavilion, the old man felt more and more silent as he felt the changes in the outside world.

The real chaos is finally coming, and in this big disaster, a few people can survive.

Heaven seeks change, sentient beings are robbed, a new era is approaching, who will dominate the ups and downs of this world?

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