Seeing Huang Jingyuan die under Li Ye's sword, the Immortal Court monks were all inexplicably sad and indignant, and let out a deafening roar. Chen Jizhen was even more anatocratic, and couldn't help but spurt out a mouthful of blood.

His eyes widened like copper bells, staring at Li Ye deadly, and he was furious: "You mortal, ant! How dare you kill immortals, how dare you?! What you do today will definitely provoke the wrath of the Immortal Court, and it is not a pity for you to die, but your nine clans will be ...... by the Immortal Court."

Unlike Huang Jingyuan's calm at the last moment, Chen Jizhen did not have that state of mind.

As a brave and indomitable seventy-two earth generals, it is impossible for him to doubt himself in front of the enemy, his position and character are destined, even if he sees the coffin, he will not cry, and he will not die when he reaches the Yellow River, so he scolds endlessly.

His angry scolding stopped abruptly. Li Ye didn't move. Someone sent him into the coffin.

When Master Feihong withdrew his hand again, Chen Jizhen had already fallen to the ground with his limbs twisted, bleeding from his seven orifices, and the shallow pit under him was a little deeper.

At this point, in response to the current situation of the great chaos in the world in Kyushu, the seventy-two earth demons of the Xianting Sect to clear the mortal barrier and stabilize the ruling order in the lower realm have been leaderless.

Chen Jizhen and Huang Jingyuan died, and the remaining Immortal Court monks didn't last long. Soon, there was not a single living Immortal Court monk in the field.

There were only four or five people who could stand, and there were two or three seriously injured people who could only sit against the wall, while the monks of the Buddha Domain had almost twice as much combat power as the demon monks.

As the winners of the side of the battle, now that the common opponent is dead, they have no intention of relaxing and celebrating. All the monks looked strange, and the directions in which they stood were distinct.

Not only are the positions clearly defined, but the monks on both sides have been on guard against each other.

Not only is it guarding against each other, but in fact, it is already a murderous undercurrent.

With the passage of time quietly, each other's vigilance has gradually become the watchful eye of the monks of the Buddha Domain, and the unyielding death of the demon monks. The atmosphere is getting more and more tense, and everyone's heartstrings are gradually tense.

As time passes quietly, the tense heartstrings will eventually reach the extreme.

Once the string breaks, that's when they can no longer stay still.

The eyes of the monks on both sides fell on Li Ye and Feihong Master intentionally or unintentionally.

They decided when the monks of both sides would fight.

At this moment, Li Ye and Fei Hong are sharing the spoils.

Unlike the tense saber-rattling between the demon monks and the Buddhist monks, they were like old friends, squatting in front of the corpses of Chen Jizhen and Huang Jingyuan and talking.

Li Ye accepted Chen Jizhen's banner and handed Huang Jingyuan's gossip plate to Master Feihong: "Although you may not be able to afford this magic weapon, it is better to have it than not to have it." ”

Master Feihong glanced at the gossip plate, surprisingly did not refuse, and put it away very naturally.

The two stood up and looked at the monks on both sides. The scene in front of them reminded them that no matter what kind of tacit understanding and trust they had, what kind of cooperation they had, and what kind of results they achieved, the relationship between them would not change in the slightest.

Master Feihong didn't drink alcohol, and he didn't tilt his head when he spoke, his slender and long hand stroked the jade bottle, and his clear voice was like a mountain stream and a clear spring, meaning inexplicably, "As far as the Buddha realm is concerned, this nether realm is of course very important, but for myself, this nether realm is just a journey. There are many things in the world like the sand of the Ganges, the Ganges River flows endlessly, and things in the world come and go. It's more fun to be a person who looks at a landscape than to be a person in a painting. ”

These words seem simple, but in fact they are informative and profound, including even the three views of Feihong Dashi and the positioning of the meaning of his existence. If you were an ordinary monk, you wouldn't dare to answer easily.

However, Li Ye is the one who can talk to Feihong Master for three days and three nights, he smiled and said: "I am a person in the bureau, how can I talk about Hongchen?"

Master Feihong's fingers stroking the jade bottle paused slightly, and he fell silent.

Travel the world, be a person who sees the scenery, believe in the horses, discover interesting people and things, follow their joy, be unrestrained, and be as free as the wind.

This is the kind of spiritual life that countless monks dream of.

If this is also what Fei Hung is pursuing, then she is destined to not get it.

She is the great bodhisattva of the Buddha realm, and her status is equal to that of Manjushri and Puxian. She has great cultivation and great ties.

Anyone with status is imprisoned by status, and that's where they are.

How easy is it to get rid of the shackles of identity and pursue freedom?

Shimen always said that there are 3,000 Buddha countries, but in fact, the main body is only Tianzhu, the Western Regions and other places.

A hundred years ago, the Sassanid Dynasty invaded the east, and Tianzhu fell into a period of division and chaos. Decades ago, the descendants of Muhammad occupied the northwest of Tianzhu, and Islamic monks officially invaded Tianzhu. To this day, the Buddha had to prepare for a decisive battle with Allah in order to maintain his position in Tianzhu.

There is another reason why the Holy Buddha was forced to fight Allah in a decisive battle, that is, over the years, taking advantage of the opportunity of the Islamic invasion of Tianzhu in the east, the once-declining Brahmins have grown and grown, and have threatened the rule of the Buddha domain of Shakti from within.

Brahmins are the "demon clan" of Tianzhu.

The role of the Islamic monks in Tianzhu is similar to that of the monks of Shimen in the Tang Dynasty. The only difference is that one invasion has succeeded and the other has not.

In addition, in the Western Regions, the countries have been occupied by the Uighurs and Mingjiao, and it is only a matter of time before the people's faith in the Western Regions collapses.

The situation in the Buddha Domain is so critical, if you can't survive in Datang, once you lose Tianzhu again, how to deal with it in the future?

Under such circumstances, the personal pursuit of Fei Hong's cultivation can only give way to the overall situation of the survival and rise and fall of the Buddha Domain.

This is also the meaning of Li Ye's sentence "As a person in the bureau, how can you talk about red dust".

Li Ye clasped his hands in his sleeves, and then sighed: "For ordinary people, if you have a daughter, you can do it from your heart. But for monks, if they don't see the avenue and don't reach the realm of saints, how can they stop their actions. ”

Master Feihong glanced at Li Ye, but said, "You are wrong." ”

Li Ye was stunned: "Am I wrong?"

Master Fei Hong retracted his gaze and said lightly: "When you understand what you are wrong, your enlightenment will go further." ”

Li Ye smiled: "Follow the teachings of the master." ”

Captain Fei Hong did not speak.

The two fell silent.

This silence came suddenly and logically, and it lasted for a long time.

After a long time, it was Feihong Master who spoke slowly, she looked at the purple and blue power grid that had arrived in front of the city wall, and said softly: "This time, I have seen a lot of people and things, and you are the most interesting one." On weekdays, I'd like to talk to you for another three years. ”

Li Ye smiled purely: "Three years is not a long time. ”

A look of trance flashed in Feihong's eyes. Three years is not a long time for her, because she has already come a long way.

What she didn't know was that for Li Ye, who was a great monk in his previous life, three years was not a long time.

At that time, he just didn't have the opportunity to become an immortal, but he was stuck in the realm of the Yang God True Man, which was actually hundreds of years. During this period, he traveled all over the world, saw too many landscapes, and had too many realizations.

In that turbulent and information-exploding world, hundreds of years are like thousands of years.

If it weren't for that, he wouldn't have been able to use many spells, and he wouldn't have been so deeply involved in the Great Dao.

Master Feihong glanced at Li Ye deeply, and took a slow breath: "When you just divided the spoils, you didn't give me the copper pieces that Huang Jingyuan carried. ”

Li Ye smiled: "This doesn't have to be divided. What is mine is yours, and yours is mine. ”

Captain Fei Hong nodded.

She stopped talking.

She has three more feet of Qingfeng in her hand.

Li Ye and Lu Gu had a sword in his hand, and the sword body lit up with a layer of green light, like a flame.

The first strike was strong, and he stabbed at Feihong Master with a sword.

Fei Hung Master also came with a sword.

The two swords intersected, making a crisp impact sound, and in the aura that flickered like sparks, the figures of the two were immediately separated.

At first glance, it is separated, and at first glance, it is united.

The body is like a bird, coming and going, the sword shadow is towering, and life and death can be divided in an instant.

The demon monks and Buddhist monks in the field did not move at this moment. Not only did it not move, but even the tense atmosphere was gone. Because they all turned around and focused on Li Ye and Feihong Dashi who were fighting.

It was a life-and-death struggle, and the outcome decided the fate of the monks on both sides.

If Feihong killed Li Ye, the demon monks would naturally die.

If Li Ye has the ability to kill Feihong Master, then these Buddhist monks can't help him.

Li Ye's eyes are like iron, and Feihong's eyebrows are like swords.

The two fought each other in close combat, never flew off the wall, and fought only in the courtyard. The sword light splashed like ink, the sound of clanging was endless, and the sound of bang, la, poof, and snort sounded from time to time, and the blood lines of the road rose and fell, splashing like snow.

There are more and more wounds on the two of them, their robes are gradually dyed red, and the victory is getting closer and closer.

The closer the victory or defeat, the more difficult it is to tell.

A full moment has passed, Li Ye's eyes are still like iron, and Feihong Dashi is still like a sword.

But the more time passed, the frequency of injuries on both sides not only did not rise, but decreased.

The faces of the monks on both sides of the battle were different, some were serious, some were puzzled, some were sighing, some were dazed, some were angry, some were indifferent, some were painful, and some were entangled. But no matter what their faces or thoughts were, they did not act rashly.

The victory or defeat of life and death is only between Li Ye and Feihong Dashi.

The two didn't talk nonsense, they just fought each other.

Maybe in the next moment, one person will fall down and never get up again.

Finally, the time has come.

With a bang, a huge popping sound sounded outside the city. The monks on both sides looked back and saw that the purple and blue power grid had entered the city. Wherever the lightning went, it set off a continuous explosion that knocked down walls, razed houses, and reduced trees to ashes.

The so-called thunder tribulation is nothing more than that.

While the entire ruins were destroyed and devoured inch by inch, they also shook violently, like an earthquake, which was a chain reaction caused by an explosion. Both monks were already unsteady on their feet.

In the courtyard, Li Ye and Feihong were still fighting.

In their previous understanding, only by killing the other party before the power grid came to face and making themselves the only surviving monk camp would the blockade light curtain outside the city be opened and they could leave here. Before that, there had never been a ruin in which two monks had left at the same time.

Li Ye and Fei Hong must kill each other as soon as possible.

But the victory is still not yet to come.

The monks on both sides steadied their bodies while staring at the two of them, both nervous.

The winner is about to be divided, before the purple and blue power grid is faced. One of them must fall. Otherwise, both of them will die.

But suddenly things changed.

In the center of the ruins, a huge pillar of white light suddenly rose from the ground and soared into the sky!

There are no clouds in the secret realm, and the long sky is a whole blue curtain. At this moment, the white pillar of light connected the sky and the earth, like a miracle.

Everyone looked at the white pillar of light, and there was shock, surprise, bewilderment, and ecstasy in their eyes.

In the center of the pillar of light, a tomahawk part hangs, dazzling like never before.