The battle situation in Foshan, the variables are lifelong, the underworld Yan Luo is present, the four halls are at the same time, and the evil looks are overlaid, shocking everyone present. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The faces of the three Demon Palace Protectors sank, and they glanced at each other, and the Moon Weaver Girl stepped on the lotus step under her feet, and her figure passed by in an instant, and she tried her move.

The landscape and ink realm are open, and the sword of moving mountains and seas is unprecedented, and the human environment is unified for a hundred years.

The artifact shakes the landscape, the invisible thing, the water and the moon are difficult to reverse, the reversal of the water and the moon is no longer magical, and the trapped landscape is difficult to get out for a while.

"Hmm"

The Moon Weaver Girl frowned slightly, looking at the ever-changing landscape around her, a touch of cold color flashed.

"Extreme, Reverse Chaos"

The artifact waved, the heaven and the earth were turned upside down, and the sword light broke through the air, wanting to break through the landscape and sword realm with strength.

"Are you really just the third protector of the Demon Palace?"

In the voice of emotion, a shadow dressed in ink-white appeared from the landscape, manipulating the sword realm to disperse the edge of the artifact, and the snow sword slashed down, and the ink became a front.

The magic machine waved back, and with a bang, the ink dissipated, and in the landscape, the figure of the ink-white man disappeared again, but the sword and ink were like rain, sweeping the former.

"Difficult sword!"

The Moon Weaver Girl swung her sword to disperse one sword ink after another, and her divine consciousness was released, looking for the body of the swordsman.

When the battle situation started here, not far away, the white-haired Yama Luo alone blocked the second protector of the Demon Palace, and the battle was about to break out.

A hundred years have passed, and the group of people who have been cultivated in the past have cultivated a different way now, and the ancient battlefield has its own gains.

"Demons?"

Looking at the figure blocking the road in front of him, Bai Wuran's eyes narrowed, and he said coldly, "You are also a demon body, and you actually help the Buddha, you, the sin is unforgivable!"

"Huangquan Hell, Yama is waiting for you on your way!"

The white-haired figure in Xuanyi said indifferently, and the blade of the sword in his hand turned, and the demonic energy came out.

With a bang, the two demons fought, and the powerful qi waves continued to surge, shocking everyone.

The battle between the two sides started, and not far away, Lou Wangu looked at the evil-looking woman standing quietly on the side, and said, "What, is it time for you to stop me?"

Under the mask of Yama, the woman smiled indifferently and said, "Protecting the Dharma is too worried, fighting head-on is not my forte, and your opponent is not me."

"Amitabha"

With a Buddha call, the Buddha Lord who was dyed red in his Buddha robe walked up and made a Buddhist salute to the woman in front of him, saying, "Thank you for your help." ”

"No, it is not necessary to be entrusted with the matter of loyalty, Buddha Master, is it feasible for this person to be entrusted to you?" The woman said calmly.

The Heavenly Buddha Lord nodded and said, "Although the old monk is injured, it is enough to deal with this person." ”

"Don't be ashamed to say it! It turns out that the bald donkey of Buddhism also likes to talk so much!"

Lou Wangu sneered coldly, and Zhenyuan secretly mentioned it, and it was continuously poured into the heavy halberd.

Under the mask of Yama, the woman ignored the protector of the Demon Palace on the side, glanced at the battle situation on the other side, and said, "Then I won't delay the Buddha Lord to punish the demon!"

After speaking, the woman's figure flashed and swept towards the other side of the battle.

In the landscape and ink realm, the war is white-hot, and in the realm, the two swords clash, the sword light is flickering, and the light is uncertain.

The woman arrived, raised her hand to Ning Yuan, and the invisible energy shook open.

"Wheel, it's not me who you should help, but the King of Equality. ”

In the landscape, the ink-white figure appeared, looked at the woman not far away, and spoke.

"No, he's enough to deal with alone!"

The woman replied softly.

"The King of the Wheels, the King of Equality?"

A cold look flashed in the Moon Weaver Girl's eyes, she looked at the man in front of her and said coldly, "What about you? Which of the ten Yamas is it?"

"Heh, the Dharma Protector can guess by himself!"

The black-white man answered, and the figure swept by, and the snow sword opened the yellow spring.

With a bang, the two swords were handed over again, and the ink-colored sword qi disappeared in response, and between heaven and earth, the mountains and rivers shook, splashing ink into a sword, crisscrossing and falling rapidly.

"Whoever you are, today, you will be buried here!

The Moon Weaver Girl responded coldly, and pointed to the sword, and in an instant, the upside-down water moonlight rose into the air, the sword spread, and a round of divine moon manifested in the sword realm.

"Wheel, since you're here, can you help?" said a man's voice in the landscape.

"That's what it means"

The woman responded lightly, raised her slender hand, the second round of bright moon in the sky manifested, the moonlight illuminated the world, the heaven and the earth were like ice, and it was difficult to move.

"Thank you!"

The man responded lightly, his figure swept by, and he walked on the ink.

"Huh?"

Moon Weaver Girl Ning Yuan returned to the sword, but felt that her body was stagnant, and her moves were blocked.

With a bang, the sword ink fell, and the rumbling vibration resounded through the sword realm, and the sand was romantic.

On the other side of the battle situation, Bai Wuran swept the battle situation in the distance, his expression changed slightly, and he stepped out and wanted to rush to help.

"If you want to go over, defeat me first!"

The white-haired king swept by, shook back the former with a sword, and said coldly.

The evil ghost is covered with a face, the king is ruthless, the king of equality, one of the ten Yamas of the underworld, he is merciful by nature, he has no choice but to kill ruthlessly, save people from hell, and suffer from slaughter.

"You're looking for death!"

Bai Wuran's expression was gloomy, and with a wave of his hand, nine wind beads coiled into the air, and in an instant, the wind and thunder roared.

The next moment, a black storm descended on the world, destroying mountains and rocks, and destroying everything for hundreds of miles.

"Help"

Below, a small novice said in a panic with fear on his face.

In the void, the Lord of the Heavenly Buddha, who was fighting with the fourth protector of the Demon Palace, saw this, and with a Buddha call, he turned his palm and condensed the yuan, and the Dharma protected all sentient beings.

The golden light descended into the world, crisscrossed and opened, turning into a sky net to block the Buddha Mountain, resisting the black storm falling from the sky.

In the battle not far away, the eyes of the king of Xuanyi showed murderous intent, the sword blade in his hand was turbulent, the sword blade changed accordingly, and the madness of the end reappeared, and the six-foot long sword was terrifying.

The magic sword fell, the void cracked, the black sword slashed the heavens and the earth, and fell on the storm with a bang, and in the terrifying vibration, the storm collapsed, and the demonic energy disappeared.

In the whistling wind and waves, the two stood staring at each other, hunting in clothes, and the killing machine was even more victorious.

Just when the three-way battle situation began, on the distant peak, the red-clothed and blood-haired Yama Luo went to the Demon Palace Saint Si alone, and the blood-colored long sword in his hand swallowed the stars, which was shocking.

"Holy Division, please retire!"

Speaking again, calm as ever, the red-clothed figure walked ten feet in front of the former and stopped.

"What do I want to say no?" Xie Tiance said lightly.

"Then you will be offended!"

As soon as the words fell, the starlight in the sky came out from the sky, the sword came out, the red clothes moved instantly, the sword opened to life and death, and the king of Hades sentenced his life.

Xie Tiance pointed to block the sword, and then a finger popped out, and with a sonorous sound, the sword blade was shaken open.

"Soul Eater"

The battle situation was separated, Xie Tiance turned over the palm, the ghost light spread, and the tough counterattack tested the depth of the person.

The red-clothed figure stepped on his feet, his body was like a fantasy, and in the middle of the wind moves, he avoided one ghost light after another, and in an instant, the sword blade passed through the gap, and the cold light killed him.

"Sting"

The sound of tearing clothes sounded, and on Xie Tiance's arm, the brocade robe cracked, and the sword light swept by, a fraction of a centimeter.

Xie Tiance looked back, looked at the figure behind him, didn't make another move, and said calmly, "I'm very curious, it's been many years since the destruction of the underworld, who are you?"

The red-clothed figure waved his hand to collect his sword and said lightly, "The underworld has never been destroyed, but it will come out again today!"

"I see"

Xie Tiance nodded, didn't ask more, looked at the battle situation in the distance, and said calmly, "The whole army retreats!"