In the western frontier of the Buddha country, the war between Buddha and the devil ended, and the corpses and bones piled up into a mountain. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The indescribable tragedy of the battle, with blood staining every inch of the earth, piercing people's hearts.

After the First World War, the Lord of the Earth Buddha was killed, the Buddha Kingdom was defeated, following the Battle of the Windy City, after the fall of the Lord of the Buddha, the Buddha Kingdom once again lost a Buddha Lord, and the situation was in danger.

The strength of the Demon Palace has long been known to the world, however, this cruel ending is still unacceptable, as strong as the Buddha Kingdom, as strong as the two half-step Buddha Masters of the Fourth Realm, and still defeated so miserably.

The eastbound demon army burned every corner of the Buddha country, and the smoke was everywhere, and the lives were ruined.

The leader of the East Road Army, armed with the Nine Wheels of Wind Beads and the Abi Hell Palace, destroyed all the resistance of the Buddha Kingdom along the way, and no one could stop him.

10 days, 20 days...... With the passage of time, the army of the Demon Palace is getting closer and closer to the Buddha Mountain of Sumeru, and the decisive battle between the Buddha and the Demon is approaching, and the entire Heavenly Star Domain is tense.

The ancient inheritance cannot be bullied, originally no one thought that a behemoth like the Buddha Kingdom would be in danger of extinction, however, first the Heavenly Pavilion was heavily damaged, and then the Qilin Pavilion was destroyed, and the myth of the immortality of the ancient inheritance was broken, and everyone realized that there was really no immortal inheritance in the world, let alone an immortal great religion.

The changes of the heavens, Ziwei, Lingxu, Tianlan and other star fields are also closely concerned about the battle of the heavens and demons, everyone knows that the footsteps of the Demon Palace will not stop here, however, the luck psychology of looking forward to the benefits of the fisherman still makes many great sects stay still, waiting for the Buddha and the demon to lose both.

Shenji Peak, it is autumn again, the red maple is drifting, gorgeous as fire, in front of the peak, a purple robe of Shenji stands quietly, looking into the distance, cold and arrogant and lonely.

The high place is unbearable, thousands of years of penance, the peak of the true realm, and the way to ascend to the immortals, but now, before the immortal road, there is a concern in my heart.

"Aman, did you find him?"

After a long time, Shenji sighed softly, looked back at the red maple on the peak, and a little emotion flashed in his eyes, the immortal road is long, and there is no doubt that the qualifications of Ah Man are much stronger than the ninth son of Momen, as long as he concentrates on cultivation, it is only a matter of time before he enters the fourth realm.

The heart of the flawless exquisite, for tens of thousands of years, there have never been a few in the world, once it is discovered that it has embarked on the path of cultivation, the future is limitless.

The ninth son of Momen broke through the Immortal Trench, which really surprised him, but from the bottom of his heart, he still didn't want Ah Man to be with him.

Aman's purity makes people unbearable to hurt, however, the ninth son of Momen is his hands are covered with blood, and his heart is already exhausted, and he can't hold any human feelings.

People from two worlds are forced to walk together, and it is difficult for them to become a family after all, as has been the case since ancient times, and it can be changed without hard work.

In this world, there are too few things that can pay off for hard work.

"Divine Machine"

At this moment, on the void, a beautiful shadow appeared, and he spoke softly.

Seeing the person coming, Shenji restrained his emotions and said calmly, "What's the matter, has the day come for the decisive battle between the Demon Palace and the Buddha Kingdom?"

"Ten days to go"

Bai Yue replied lightly, "Do we want to go and help?"

Shenji nodded and said, "Do your best to obey the destiny of heaven, let's go, in this battle, the Holy Division of the Demon Palace should appear in person, even if we can't change the fact that the Buddha Kingdom has been defeated, we still need to go and say hello." ”

The words fell, and the two figures disappeared and left.

Buddha country, time flies, the period of March has come in a blink of an eye, the army of the east road of Buddha country is in front of Foshan, the magic clouds are surging, covering the sky and the sun.

On the void, a white-clothed Bai Forgetran stood in the air, holding the Hell Palace in his hand, with nine rounds of wind beads on his head, a powerful aura surging, and the gods and Buddhas retreated.

On the Buddha Mountain, a small white-clothed novice who was sitting quietly showed a shocked face, and after a while, he gathered his mind, chanted the Buddha, and supported the Foshan formation.

In front of thousands of small novices, there was only one of the three Buddha masters in the past, and the Heavenly Buddha Lord opened his eyes, looked at the demon army that appeared in the sky, and stood up with a Buddha call.

Buddha initiative, the whole Foshan, countless Buddha light converged, thousands of years, the first person in the Buddha country, finally appeared in the true form.

The sky-blue Buddha robe, clean and spotless, the old face of the Lord of the Heavenly Buddha changed, restoring his youth, the peak of his qi and blood, like the Buddha descending into the world, shocking thousands of demon armies.

"The Buddha of the Buddha Country, the Lord of the Buddha, is really deeply hidden"

In the middle of the words, above the sky, two figures fell from the sky, and the woman on the left was holding a red umbrella, her face was flawless, like a fairy, which made people unbearable to blaspheme.

On the right, a burly man, holding a heavy halberd, has a domineering aura overflowing, and he is also extremely strong.

Moon Weaver Girl, Lou Wangu, the second and fourth protectors of the Demon Palace appeared in the battle, adding another beacon fire to the battle of destroying Buddha.

The three protectors of the Demon Palace arrived, and between heaven and earth, the air pressure suddenly became heavy, the wind roared, and the thunder was great.

At the end of the Buddha Kingdom, the world was shocked, and countless eyes looked over inside and outside the heavens and star fields, watching this earth-shattering battle.

"The three Dharma protectors are here, it seems that the Demon Palace is bound to win"

In a great sect, an old voice sighed in a deep voice, the devil is in trouble, the common people are suffering, and from now on, the heavens and star fields will completely enter the dark age.

Foshan, the magic cloud pressure realm, the three protectors appeared, the whole Foshan is like a great enemy, on the Buddha seat, the Lord of the Buddha got up, restored his true appearance, and stepped forward.

"Three donors, please!"

Soldier to soldier, general to general, unchanged since ancient times, in the void, the Lord of the Heavenly Buddha alone to deal with the three protectors of the Demon Palace, the golden Buddha wheel behind the dazzling, unparalleled coercion rose, and it gradually surpassed the Lord of the Earth who was the martial leader of the Buddha country, and reached the peak of the fourth realm.

"Please!"

Although they are opposites, the three Demon Palace Protectors are also not rude, they are backward in one word, and they have their own destiny in life and death.

The atmosphere of stagnation, the depression makes it difficult for people to breathe, in front of the thousand-year-old lord of the Buddha country, the three protectors who are as strong as the Demon Palace do not dare to be careless, the body is urging, and the battle suit rises to the peak.

"Kill"

With an outburst of heavy drinking, the fourth protector of the Demon Palace, Lou Wangu, appeared and moved, shaking the heavens and the earth with the power of the halberd.

With a bang, the Buddha's palm shook the heavy halberd, the sky collapsed and the earth sinked sharply, the aftermath roared, and the two of them hunted and danced wildly.

In the rear, the Moon Weaver Girl saw this, waved her sword, reversed the water and moon manifestation, and the sword was unsheathed, and it was glorious.

The sword roars in the sky, the heaven and the earth overturn, the Lord of the Buddha turns his palm and shakes the sword again, the water and the moon appear powerful, and the body of the Buddha wants to sink.

However, under the Buddha's body, the space collapsed, and the law was reversed, and it was forcibly stopped from falling, and the Buddha's body was immovable, as immobile as a mountain.

The first shot, it showed the world-shaking Buddhist cultivation, the Lord of Heaven shook the sword halberd with both palms, the Buddha Yuan was agitated, and the double strength was suddenly shaken.

The two retreated, and outside the battle, Bai Wuran moved, pointed at the frenzy, and came to take his life.

The Lord of the Heavenly Buddha looked back, and the Buddha's fingers twisted lightly, blocking the wild sky with a bang.

"It seems that we are not late!"

The battle situation opened, and above the sky, the divine machine and the moon worship fell from the sky, looking at the battle at the summit of Foshan, and said.

"It's true that the two friends are not late, but unfortunately, whether you come or not, you can't change anything"

As he spoke, in front of the two of them, the void rolled, and a figure with a smear of silver ash appeared, blocking the way of the two.

"Xiaoyue Mansion Master!"

Moon Worship Venerable's expression sank and he said coldly.

The way forward was blocked, Shenji's face did not change, but his eyes looked at the peak in the distance, and a touch of condensation flashed, and he really came.

But on the mountain peak in the distance, a man with a touch of light blue brocade was standing quietly, and his wise and indifferent eyes looked at the battle situation in Foshan, from beginning to end, without any waves.