Family cultivation: I will create a family of sword immortals

The sky was covered with countless colors, these colors were the sword skills displayed by Li Yang, which reflected various colors on the entire sky, and the most common color was black, which were the black mists released by the Dragon Slaying Taoist. These were the avenues outside his domain, the avenues of the Jidao world. Now it was not only used to fight against Li Yang, but also to erode the entire human avenue of the Yanhuang world.

Without the constraints of Xiao Gui, the rule hanging above his head, the Dragon Slayer could finally erode the entire world without any scruples. The sky was dark, and only Li Yang was still using various sword techniques to cut away the gradually spreading darkness with the nine-colored sword light, but it was all in vain.

Because of these external avenues, Taoist Zhanlong had already prepared for it, and with the presence of Taoist cultivators in the Jidao Realm, it is now naturally able to suppress Li Yang's swordsmanship, thereby continuously eroding the entire Yanhuang Realm avenue.

Li Yang's face was solemn. Now he could only use swordsmanship to slow down the eroding energy and slow down its speed.

The other half of the sky was shrouded in darkness, and then heavy rain began to fall. The rain was mixed with the Lijiang from the Jidao Realm. After it fell on the creatures in the world, they would gradually be invaded by the demons from outside the realm.

The area shrouded in darkness is the northern border of the human world, including parts of the Huangji Dao Sect, the Ziyun Sect, the Fuliu Sect, and all other areas to the north, all of which are being eroded by the black rain.

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"Hide quickly, don't let yourself get wet by the black rain!" Inside the Wending Sect, Ge Hong anxiously shouted to his disciples. He sensed that there was something wrong with the rain, so he couldn't let the disciples continue to get wet. However, it was still a step too late. Many people had already begun to be invaded by the demons from outside the domain, and there were constant strange voices in their hearts.

Ge Hong hurriedly recited the Heart Purification Mantra, hoping to suppress these invading foreign demons for his disciples, but these so-called Heart Purification Mantras were of no use at all, and these disciples were still in a state of being constantly demonized.

Ge Hong looked embarrassed. After trying countless methods, he could only imprison these disciples who were gradually becoming demons to prevent them from causing harm to the sect and the world.

Other sects were also experiencing the same painful situation. They either killed them all or imprisoned them. However, as the rain got heavier, it seemed to have gradually triggered a dark turmoil.

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"Amitabha."

Inside the Bhikkhu City, Chen Xuanzang and his group looked at the people who were becoming more and more demonized, and expressions of compassion appeared on their faces.

The four masters and apprentices were originally going to prove the truth of Mahayana Buddhism and fulfill their bet with the Fashang Temple, but halfway through the journey, a chaos that affected the entire world had already begun. Above the sky, the silhouettes of Li Yang and the Dragon-Slaying Taoist were constantly reflected, but the falling black rain never stopped.

"Master, let's hide from the rain first. There is a great road from another world in this rain, which will completely corrode our souls and cultivation, and may even cause us to degenerate into demons from other worlds." The monkey demon said to Chen Xuanzang with a smile.

But he just shook his head and said, "Our Mahayana Buddhism is to save the world from suffering. Now that the rain has fallen, no one can escape. We monks know how to avoid it and avoid our own fall, but these mortals don't know, so they can only be forced to fall into evil and become demons, and finally be killed. If you want to achieve Mahayana Buddhism, you must first save everyone."

"Amitabha."

He chanted the Buddha's name once and then walked into the heavy rain. As he chanted the Buddhist scriptures, Buddha's light appeared behind his head, continuously shielding the people around him from the heavy rain.