Dongming attacked blatantly, Fan Qinghui was also a long-term battle, and he was caught off guard, and he couldn't block the strong attack of Shang Gong and Shang Bo for a while. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

This situation made Fan Qinghui, who had always been unruly, angry.

The pressure is relative, while Feng Xiaoxiao is under great pressure, why is she not like this? The longer it drags on, the more detrimental it will be to Buddhism.

God knows when the wind and snow will come out, when there will be a demon gate outside, and a wind attack inside, Cihang Jingzhai and the masters of the Buddha Gate in this place are afraid that they will not be wiped out!

At this point, Fan Qinghui finally used a killer ...... Mobilize monks and soldiers into the city!

Previously, she asked Li Yuan for "acting cheaply" on behalf of the Second Gate of Buddhism and Taoism, which was to prepare for such a dangerous situation of imminent failure.

The monks and soldiers are mainly in the Jingnian Monastery and Dongda Temple, and the monks and soldiers of the treasure temples near Chang'an add up to 2,000 people, all of whom are strong in martial arts, and proficient in battle formations, which is definitely a huge force.

This is the biggest difference between the Demon Gate and the Buddhist Gate.

The power of the Demon Gate is so great, even far beyond the two doors of Buddhism and Taoism, it can definitely make anyone staggered, but the distribution is too scattered, and each has a ghost, and it is impossible to appear in the light, and only the Buddhism Gate can gather thousands of masters in the world, and it will not arouse the unanimous opposition of the whole world.

If you want to use monks and soldiers to deal with the big guys of the Demon Gate, the gains will naturally outweigh the losses, and there will be heavy casualties, but the quantitative change will produce a qualitative change, once the top masters of the two sides are equal to each other, then the Buddhist Gate with many people will have an overwhelming advantage.

After all, this is Chang'an, not a wilderness, even the most powerful Yin Sect in the Demon Gate will at most send dozens of masters to help, and they all have to hide their heads and show their faces...... Because no one can see anyone.

The arrival of the huge monk soldiers immediately blocked the vacuum area that appeared outside the Xiji Garden due to the retreat of the evil team, and suppressed the various factions of the Demon Sect that were originally about to move into silence for a while.

I have to say that Fan Qinghui's seemingly blatant actions had the amazing effect of stopping the war.

The situation in Chang'an fell into a dead silence for a while.

The calm on the outside meant that the battle inside Yang Gong's treasure house intensified.

No matter how strong the Dongming faction is, it is impossible to block the Buddha Gate with the strength of one faction, so it can only rely on the geographical advantages of Yang Gong's treasure house to defend it, but it obviously can't last long.

Fortunately, Feng Xiaoxiao, who had been rested, quickly recovered some of his spirits, barely resisted Fan Qinghui and the Four Great Holy Monks, and rushed out of the treasure house again, and was able to set up a defensive line at the entrance.

The Xijiyuan Garden has changed greatly, the original quiet and quiet environment has long since ceased to exist, and even the ruins and broken walls generated in the fierce battle have been emptied, and several nearby courtyards have been eradicated, flat like a field, as far as the eye can see.

In the outermost circle of the field, there are densely packed gray robe monks, arranged neatly, sitting cross-legged on the ground, the general face is facing outward, half of the face is facing inward, there are old and young, all of them have a calm and calm complexion, the eyes look at the nose, the nose looks at the heart, the hand hangs the Buddha beads, the side of the staff, although the number of people is numerous, but they do not hear the slightest sound, and even the sound of breathing is lacking.

This scene alone is enough to make anyone's scalp tingle and timid.

During this period, there were many tall and burly monks wearing blue monk robes, all holding heavy Zen staffs, patrolling left and right with burning eyes, vigilant against any hint of wind and grass, and more often paying attention to the movement from the outer demon gates, only from time to time to pay attention to the battle of the trapped beasts in the innermost room.

After all, Feng Xiaoxiao's loss is too dramatic, not to mention that he has to defend to the death, even if he has the heart to escape, he has already lost the ability to break through, and the assistance of the Dongming faction can only allow him to last for a while longer.

The excessively large difference in strength between the two sides still caused the balance of victory to quickly slide to the side of Buddhism.

Buddhism is on the verge of total victory.

Fan Qinghui did not have the slightest joy in her heart, Feng Xiaoxiao's tenacity was far beyond her imagination, this time in order to cut off the hope of the rise of the Demon Gate, the price was too great, even to the point of unbearable.

The dispatch of monks and soldiers alone will certainly arouse the vigilance of the people of the world, and no matter who takes over the world in the future, they will never allow such a huge force to exist next to the couch.

But these are all later words, as long as you can kill the evil emperor this time, any effort will definitely be worth it, from a small point of view, you can suppress the arrogance of the demon gate again to the end. In the big picture, without Feng Xiaoxiao making plans for Song Valve, Li Tang will eventually dominate the world.

The surging tide of thought did not affect Fan Qinghui's calm gaze, she looked at Feng Xiaoxiao, who was struggling to support under the joint suppression of the four holy monks, as if she had seen a generation of evil kings who were also amazingly talented back then, Shi Zhixuan at that time could destroy the country with one hand, and could turn the sky with his backhand, and almost unified the demon gate, and its demonic flames were monstrous, and no one could beat it.

No one knows better than Fan Qinghui how much she paid for destroying Shi Zhixuan in the first place, and the pain has not yet healed.

But it's worth it!

Shi Zhixuan disappeared, the demon gate was dormant for twenty years, and the righteous path was bright for twenty years.

Feng Xiaoxiao, regardless of ability, mentality, and martial arts, is better than Shi Zhixuan, as long as he can destroy him, maybe the Demon Gate will continue to lie dormant for a hundred years, and the righteous path can continue to be bright for a hundred years.

At this moment, Fan Qinghui saw the wind and snow.

Not only her, but everyone in the West Gift Garden, whether far or near, opened or closed their eyes, meditated or fighting, all saw her at the same time......

It seems that it is not a living person, but directly reflected in your mind, so vivid and beautiful, and with a suffocating supreme majesty, let you know her peerless elegance that cannot be looked up to.

Especially Fan Qinghui, she clearly felt that the powerful spiritual power of the wind and snow was enveloping her, ignoring the distance, and even ignoring time and space.

If the nine-character mantra is borrowed from Tianwei's law, the gaze of the wind and snow is Tianwei's presence!

In front of Tianwei, no one can not tremble, Fan Qinghui, who thought that her heart was like water, was no exception, her calm heart lake was flooded with fearful waves, and she couldn't help spreading and spreading, raising waves that could not be calmed.

In front of Tianwei, ants are always just ants.

Fan Qinghui only felt that at this moment, the universe had stagnated, the space had become nothing, and she was the only one left in the world, and the cold eyes that were unreachable and looking down at the ants.

Feng Xue looked at Fan Qinghui's beautiful eyes that were trying to be calm, and said lightly: "Death." ”

Her frosty white hand, along with her equally cold words, gripped Fan Qinghui's slender neck...... There is no time barrier, and there is no space limit.

This result, like fate, has long been predestined, irrevocable, inescapable, and powerless to resist.

This is Fan Qinghui's last feeling, and it is also her last consciousness.

The already silent Xijiyuan fell into complete silence.

Fan Qinghui slowly fell into the dust, radiating a pale brilliance all over her body, and suddenly it was unbelievably beautiful, like a beautiful ice flower that suddenly bloomed in the sun, dissolving into an eternal and desolate beauty.

ps: There is only one update today~ (to be continued.) )