After Zhao Shu withdrew from the spatial crack, he looked at the shattered Demon Sealing Palace, his face was extremely gloomy, and Zhang Junbao on the side hurriedly stepped forward and said: "Your Majesty, the Demon Sealing Hall is broken, and evil thoughts are fleeing in all directions, although we have suppressed hundreds, but some of them have escaped!"

"Find them!" Zhao Shu's face was a little cold, he turned around and stepped into the city of red copper, the huge city immediately headed towards Yanjing, although he chased and killed the grassland with the help of the void crack opened by Changshengtian and others just now, he couldn't easily tear the void and return to Yanjing at this time, and more importantly, Zhao Shu wanted to know what would become of Yanjing City if he left him. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

As Zhao Shu thought, the sky over Yanjing City has already been warn, a huge Buddha phantom revealed, this Buddha phantom towering into the clouds, exuding a thousand zhang of brilliance, in the big Buddha Padmasambhava stepped on the white lotus, reciting the mantra in the mouth, in this mantra, countless golden vajra like rain bombarded the protective shield of the Forbidden City, with the sound of this mantra, the countless Buddhist masters of the Snow Mountain became more and more spiritual, and the soul was almost not suppressed by Yanjing's luck.

This time, the Great Snow Mountain can be said to be pouring out, but the people who came were all gods and soul masters, ordinary people could not perceive the battle in the sky above Yanjing City, but the masters in Yanjing City really felt the fierce battle above.

The masters of the Great Snow Mountain attacked the Forbidden City on the one hand, and bombarded the Great Compassion Temple on the other, wanting to rescue the masters of the Great Wheel Temple in it.

Nowadays, most of the masters of Yanjing City are gathered in Longhu Mountain, otherwise the masters of Dalun Temple would have been killed by the time they came into contact here.

And now they can only stalemate in the sky above Yanjing City, and use the power of Yanjing's luck to stop these people.

When the Padmasambhava of the Great Wheel Temple was running the Dharma of the Ten Thousand Buddhas, opposite him, the master held a scroll in his hand, turning into a high-crowned Confucian standing in the void, revealing countless white words around his body, and countless picture scrolls stretched around, covering all these visions above Yanjing City, so as not to cause too much movement.

Both of them are masters of the near Creator, stalemate with each other in the void.

The master looked at Padmasambhava in front of him indifferently at this time: "You have violated our bottom line by attacking Yanjing, even if you hide in the Great Snow Mountain, you will not be able to escape the wrath of the Great Song Dynasty." ”

"We only came to rescue our own disciples, and we have no intention of being enemies of the Great Song Dynasty, this time it is your Great Song Dynasty who first detains the monks of the Great Wheel Temple, and we are the last!" Although Padmasambhava spoke to the Master, the mantra chanting in the air did not disappear, but became even greater.

The master stretched out his hand a little, and in the shaking of the scroll in his hand, a splendid mountain and river and countless words were revealed in the heavens and the earth, and the Sanskrit chanting voice suddenly weakened a lot.

At the same time, many great Confucians in Yanjing City roared angrily, and the mighty Haoran righteousness surged, like a flame burning the souls of those monks, repelling them.

Han Shizhong and some military masters were guarding around the palace, and their fists were surging, fighting with the masters of the Great Wheel Temple.

The weakest of these masters of the Great Wheel Temple are all possessed monks, while the others are all ghost immortal masters and thunder tribulation masters, and if this power is replaced by a small country, it is enough to subvert it.

It's just that these people are also being restrained now, and Huiyuan and a cadre of monks in the Great Compassion Temple sit on the futon, chanting scriptures to resist attacks from outside.

When the two sides were fighting, Padmasambhava's face changed suddenly, he looked at the distant void, and blurted out: "God has fallen, God tears, there is a god who has fallen by himself!"

Speaking of this, his face was fiercely overjoyed, and he immediately roared: "Haha, a god has fallen by himself to contain Zhao Shu, your emperor of the Great Song Dynasty will be seriously injured if he does not die, and the master of the Great Song Dynasty will definitely suffer heavy casualties, haha!"

Speaking of this, Padmasambhava became more and more happy, and the Master's face became ugly, and he naturally knew the legend of the fall of the gods, and looked at the sky in the distance, his expression became more and more solemn, and there was a little worry in his eyes.

It's just that when the two of them were happy and worried, the master's face suddenly became ecstatic, pointed to the void in the distance, and shouted: "Your Majesty, that god has been killed!"

"Impossible? How could he defeat the Divine Cry? What is this power? Why did the apocalyptic aura appear, could it be that Zhao Shu and the god died together?" Padmasambhava's thoughts kept changing, and he was a little frightened of the horror of that power in his heart, but his face was not obvious, and he looked at the master and said: "You don't have to rejoice, it is a doomsday force, Zhao Shu can't say that he has died with that god." ”

Padmasambhava's words made the master a little disdainful, and he sneered: "With the power of Your Majesty, how can you be defeated by the so-called gods, and it is even more a joke to die together, Padmasambhava, if you don't leave, you will never be able to leave." ”

"So what? There are four creators in Longhu Mountain, plus this self-fallen god, Zhao Shu has the freedom to penetrate, and he doesn't want to leave!"

When Padmasambhava said coldly, the Buddha light around his body rose even more, enhancing the power of the Dalun Temple below.

The master smiled faintly and said: "Then you and I are in today's cultivation, the mind is not something that words can confuse, if you have the ability, break through the defense of the golden dragon of luck and enter Yanjing City, and then talk about it, now you, the masters of the Great Wheel Temple, have entered my Yanjing, and don't want to leave!"

In the voice of the master's words, the battle in Yanjing City was even stronger, countless divine soul thoughts were fighting each other in the air, and the martial arts master master used his blood qi fist intent to bombard these divine soul thoughts of the Great Wheel Temple, whether it was attacking or defending, they all tried their best.

In this fight, above the void, Jingwei stood quietly, looking at the battle below, with a deep shock on his face.

"I didn't expect that today's human race has such power, dozens of ghost immortals, hundreds of possessed monks have not broken through this luck protection, but it has also attracted this luck golden dragon, which is enough for me to reincarnate in possession!"

Jingwei calculated the best time in his heart, and at the same time covered his breath, turned around as much as he could, and at this time, in the palace, Lin Qin'er, who was guarding the Forbidden City, received a report from a maid: "Queen, the Lotus Concubine was born prematurely, and now the imperial doctors are in the Lotus Palace!"

"Premature birth?" Lin Qin'er's face changed, and a sneer appeared on the corner of her mouth: "So this is the reason why you are attacking Yanjing with all your might, attracting the Golden Dragon of Qi Luck and helping people to reincarnate?"

When Lin Qin'er sneered, he said to the maids and many secret guards around him: "Protect the Lotus Palace, this palace must also drive the Lotus Palace, the bloodline of the Great Song Dynasty cannot be tarnished!" (To be continued.) )