Guarding the Sutra Pavilion for a hundred years, investing in the destiny villain

Eastern battlefield.

Just like the feeling of an old craftsman.

More ferocious.

In the sky.

Bleached with blood beads.

Drops of bright red.

It exuded an aura of coldness and chilling.

There is bright red blood with a golden luster, hanging in the sky without falling. If you look closely, there are Buddhist monks sitting cross-legged in the blood, as if they are spiritual and have never been indifferent to the sky, falling and collecting dust on the earth.

"Zheng!"

The murderous spirit is still there.

Swept nine days.

Annihilating the golden Buddhist monk in the blood, the blood was completely covered with dust and fell to the ground, turning into a pool of blood. That was Chu Xun's green-clothed deity and black-clothed second body under the Buddha's holy son. Under the joint attack and killing of Taoist Daozi, several fatal wounds appeared on Fozi's body.

"Eight Desolate Palms!"

As now.

Press the palm print.

Violent desolation and devouring power raged.

"My Buddha... is compassionate!" The Buddhist monk chanted the Buddha's name, with blood-stained lips and firm Buddhist eyes. The young monk was entrenched there, with a blazing Buddhist image behind him. Even though this statue The Dharma image was already scarred and covered with many cracks, but he still raised his palms and went to greet him.

"puff!"

At the moment of the collision, the Buddhist Buddha was bleeding from his mouth, and his face became increasingly pale and sluggish. He looked at the Emperor Ji's son who was not doing much better. This fierce battle was too fierce. If it hadn't been for a black man who appeared at the last moment. Men in robes and hats, they may not be so miserable, but now they really can't bear it anymore.

"Cough cough!"

The Buddha coughed up blood. The Dharma behind him was dim, and there were many cracks on his body. It was all maintained by the Buddha's light overflowing from the Buddha's body. Otherwise, it would have fallen apart and turned into the light and shadow of the Buddha's path.

"Not yet... okay!" Fozi looked towards the border of Huangzhou. They had been intercepting several elites for so long, but their reinforcements had not arrived yet, which made them feel intense loneliness and sadness.

"Shenxiao Taiyi Lei!" The young Taoist priest also looked pale. The power of Taoism in his body that had been running for a long time was exhausted. It was no longer as abundant and random as before. The condensed Shenxiao Taiyi Lei caused chaos. Misty dark clouds appeared on the sky, like clouds covering the sky, covering it, with thunder and lightning flying and splashing inside.

"laugh!"

"Hey~!"

Domineering thunderbolts shuttled through the dark clouds, as if the divine dragon was constantly raising its head, about to swoop down. The low rumbling roar made people tremble and feel the boundless pressure.

"fall!"

Wang also spoke.

"boom!"

A huge purple beam of divine thunder descended from the sky, releasing a huge pillar of light. Around the huge mountain-like thunder pillar, there were countless tiny thunderbolts, swimming and intertwining, like a thunder field, covering the world. It suddenly descended and bombarded the world. On the thunder of the Buddha's Dharma.

"Boom!"

It was already on the verge of fragmentation, but with the arrival of this thunder, the Dharma was completely shattered, and the remaining light of the thunder also hit the Buddha's body, and the whole body turned into charred black. If the Buddha's light was not there, if it weren't for those eyes It was still opening and closing, and people felt that they had been killed by the overbearing thunder.

"go!"

Buddha's voice was hoarse.

Stop blocking.

to the limit.

He has sensed the danger of death. He has done his best to help the Qin Dynasty this time, and even his own foundation is being damaged. It will take several months or even longer to simply recuperate. Ji Zi also lost an arm and looked pale. His body has also reached its limit. This is something that he was never shocked when he entered the desert state or even set foot on the mainland of China.

The first battle into China.

actually.

Almost dying.

"Buzz!"

A crack in the void spread and opened behind the two of them. A palm stretched out from it, covering Ji Zi and Fu Zi. The next moment, the crack in the void healed, but there was no trace of the two of them.

"what!"

The monk from the Eastern Region was stunned, looking at the crack that suddenly appeared behind the two of them, and said in a trembling voice: "Could it be that an eminent Buddhist monk or an expert from the Ji family took action?"

Even the king was stunned, and quickly threw away this idea. Emperor Qin's paper was still there. No one dared to do this. The quasi-emperor was not allowed to set foot on it, otherwise they would be destroyed together. In addition, the aura just now was also It's not that they are quasi-emperors. If they are quasi-emperors, with their current state, one hand may be enough to kill them.

"It's him!"

There was a glint in Chu Xun's eyes. His white-clothed avatar was in the deserted state of the Eastern Region. He knew that this old craftsman had saved the Qin Dynasty's army a little with his hands. It was also he who came to support, and Suan Suan The time was just right, but the old craftsman was afraid of them and the others, and didn't want to fight to save the two of them.

"How can it be so easy!" The clone in the black hat was filled with awe-inspiring aura and extremely indifferent. In his hand, the sword energy condensed into a bloody red sword, and he cut it down casually. The healed void split open again, and his clone entered directly. Inside, after a slight hesitation, I looked at Wang Ye and the others and said, "You guys wait here!"

"Boom!"

I also rushed in.

Donglin sect.

All monks.

They are all looking up.

Looking at the suddenly silent sky, I felt a little uncomfortable. The fluctuations in the fight just now were too shocking and terrifying, like a collision at the quasi-emperor level. Both the emperor's son of the Ji family and the Buddhist disciples showed their own strength, especially It was the Buddha who was unparalleled in the way of defense. He always entangled several people with the power of Fudo Myoyo, leaving them no time to be distracted.

Wang also.

Jian Qingzhu.

Sword Jiuxiao.

The three of them all had pale faces. They looked at the place where Chu Xun and the mysterious strong man had left. They wanted to chase after him, but they sighed softly and sat cross-legged on the spot, surrounded by mist. They healed their wounds inside and closed their eyes. When he looked at his eyes, he murmured softly: "I don't know what's going on at the edge of the deserted state!"

……

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The edge of the deserted state.

Qin Yuansheng's murderous intent was surging, and every slash with the bloody halberd in his hand was filled with terrifying weapons. However, he also showed deep disgust for the man in white clothes and bamboo hat who avoided the battle. He had never had such an anxious confrontation in his life, and it was clear that Feeling that he was no match for him, he relied on the formation to protect himself repeatedly, making it impossible for him to break through in a short period of time.

This only angered him.

He laughed and said: "Okay, okay, hide, right? If you can hide, I want to see how these monks in Huangzhou hide!"

Chu Xun's clone's spiritual thoughts also overflowed. When he saw the anxious battlefield below, his mind suddenly sank at just one glance. With the superior numbers and the Qin Dynasty's army, he never thought that the battlefield would be like this, one-sided. Crushed on all fronts, Huangzhou's army was retreating steadily. If it hadn't been for the numerical advantage, it would have been completely defeated.

"How could this be so!

Chu Xun couldn't help but said.