The Buddha's light shrouded, and the entire Xuanjing gate that enveloped the Budo Research Institute building group was plated with a layer of gold shadow, like a real fairy descending.

After 　　, Song Qingxiao used the word ‘bing’ order again, and his influence was not known how many times stronger than half a year ago.

　　 Even though he came from Tiandao Temple and slaughtered countless Buddhas and monks, Ah Qi was finally purified by the pure heart. Under the influence of this Buddha's light, there is a faint tendency to be unable to control his own body and about to show the shadow of the demon soul.

　　 Sanskrit sounds continued, and above the little monk's head, an afterimage of an ancient temple appeared out of thin air.

　　 A series of yellow symbols fell in the temple, hanging out hundreds of corpses of monks.

　　The combination of painful wailing and the sound of Buddha is both a temple and a hell!

　　 Black clouds filled the sky with a pressure on top. The practitioners of the entire Mid-Continent City felt the sky suddenly darken at this moment, and they saw this extremely terrifying scene when they raised their heads.

　　 At this time, it was a hundred miles away, and several monks were looking at the direction of the Middle Continent City from a distance, without saying a word.

　　 If someone sees these monks at this time, they will definitely be able to recognize from the breath of them that they are people from the Sanskrit world.

　　 The moment they saw the Buddha's shadow in the city of Central Continent appeared, the Buddha-nature in their hearts seemed to be brought to life, as if they had found the Lord of Faith, and gave birth to a desire to worship!

　　 "Uncle Shi, this'bing' command is so powerful..."

　　 Elder Wukong's complexion changed drastically, while suppressing his instinctive reaction, he respectfully looked at the figure standing in front of him, and said anxiously.

　　 That shadow has been standing in front of the Sanhya family, like a mountain, like a deity, only half a year ago in the battle of Lingdu City, it seems to have caused a great blow to this ‘god’.

　　Master Shanyin's body was thinner, and the monk's robe hung on his body, looking a little empty.

　　 There is a sense of twilight in his body, as if dusk is approaching.

　　 Since I heard the news of the convening of the assembly from the Martial Arts Research Institute, it was said that when Song Qingxiao appeared, he nominally asked someone to reject the invitation of the assembly, only to retreat and restore his state of mind.

　　 But actually, he personally led the elder Sikong, rushed to the city of the middle continent where the Budo Academy is located.

　　 The psychological Sikong elder of the absolute power of the Sanskrit family did not dare to guess, but it vaguely seemed to sense the entanglement and contradiction in his heart.

　　 He can't let go of the family. This runs counter to the monks' mental state of being innocent and unattached. It becomes the only connection between him and this red dust. It can't be cut, can't be torn away, and it binds him, struggles and sinks.

　　 "The times have changed--"

　　 After a long time, he uttered a hoarse voice with a bit of regret, a bit of relief, and a bit of sigh in his voice.

　　 "The Budo Academy will eventually become history..."

　　 The elder Sikong who followed him heard his words, his heart was greatly shocked, and they all cried out in disbelief:

"what?"

　　 At this moment, the words of the Master of Cause caused a storm in their hearts, and they were shocked by what they said, and they even forgot that they were standing in front of the undisputed ‘God’ of the Van Yin Clan.

　　‘Hey hey——’

　　 ‘oh oh oh—’

　　‘Amitabha--’

　　Weird laughter and weeping cry sounded at the same time as the Buddha's horns with pain in them calling for help.

　　 Black clouds spread, Master Shan Yin seemed to think of some painful past, and his whole body trembled, and his gaze subconsciously raised his head to look at the sky.

　　 Sikong followed his line of sight and subconsciously looked over his head.

　　 Then I saw a magnificent giant temple rising in the sky, black clouds lingering in the temple, countless monks were lifted up by the invisible demon energy and turned into puppets of the evil spirits.

　　 "Infinite Hell!"

　　 Seeing this tragic scene, the elder Sikong looked shocked, and his mood was instantly invaded by the magical shadow.

　　 "Stop into the devil!"

　　 The magic shadow sealed in the heart of Master Shanyin was resurrected, and the brand that was made under the influence of Ah Qi turned into a heart demon at this time, as if he wanted to rush out of his body.

　　 His pupils turned red all at once, and a dark shadow flashed inside, sneering at the master monk who was trying to struggle.

　　 The old monk forcibly suppressed the backlash of demonic energy in his heart. Seeing that the younger brother was about to become enchanted, he couldn't help but shout.

　　 This scream of Buddhism carried the secret of Buddhism. As soon as the Sanskrit sound came out, it immediately suppressed the magical shadow that appeared in his eyes.

　　 In the heart of Elder Sikong, the heart demon that had just spawned was shattered by this powerful force and turned into invisible.

　　 "Jie Jie Jie——Old monk, how long will you hold on to..."

　　 In the sea of ​​knowledge of good cause, that weird voice came, and in the end the cold feeling gradually faded like a tide, and he was suppressed in his heart again.

　　 But as the magic shadow said, it comes too frequently, and the number of times it appears is stronger than once. If it is not cut off early, it will become more serious.

　　 But he couldn't let his heart go to retreat. Behind him was the Fanyin Clan, and countless clansmen who depended on him.

　　 The magical shadow in the heart of Elder Sikong was shattered, and he suddenly woke up to God.

　　 "Amitabha, thank you Master Uncle for your help——"

　　 "This method is very powerful, even if I suffered a great loss that day, don't spy on it, so as not to be contaminated with demons, and keep your state of mind."

　　 The elder Sikong shook his heart, and immediately thought of the reason why the good cause escaped in the Lingdu city that day, but no one thought that he actually spied into hell...

　　 A war will begin, and the black fog will cover the sky and the sun.

　　 A Buddhist temple resembling a ghost domain appeared in the sky, and the resentful spirits made by countless buddhas and monks hung from the sky, crawling under the light of the Buddha, crying in pain.

　　 "Master Uncle..."

　　 After a long time, an elder put his hands together and asked:

　　 "Shall we go to the City of Middle Continent now?"

　　 "Buddha said, everything is already doomed." Shancai clasped his hands together, and his tone barely returned to calm:

　　 "Her power..."

　　 has transcended the realm of knowledge of good causes.

From the shrouded Buddha's light and the ghost realm in this world, it is proved that she may have reached an unprecedented height~lightnovelpub.net~ He thought of the disappeared Eastern Qinwu Temple. There are nearly seven in this star realm. For thousands of years, no strong man from the great realm has emerged.

　　 "The age of God has come, and the result is already doomed--"

　　 Maybe it was a disaster that caused him to suffer this setback.

　　 Today’s halt also made Shan Yin made up his mind so that he would no longer be affected by the red dust and hesitate.

　　……

　　 At this time, in the city of Central Continent, all the practitioners were suppressed under the light of the Buddha and the spirit of the spirit, and they did not dare to breathe.

　　 During the restraint of the Budo Academy, the council of elders and the gods and warriors all looked at the terrifying scene above their heads, unable to speak for a long time.

The Maitreya formed by 　　'Bing' order has already appeared, and the giant fist fell from the sky, carrying the power of destroying the sky and destroying the earth, like a god's punishment!

　　 Jin Mang! hurricane! Sanskrit!

　　 The three are one, as if to burn the entire Xuanjing gate.

　　 Whether it is Mr. Xuanmiao or the elders of the council, they have forgotten their position, their grievances and their original plans, the power of that punch came into their minds, and the same thought flashed in their hearts:

　　 This has exceeded the cultivation base of entering the holy realm.

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