The northern region of Dongling, outside Yunpeng Mountain, seven thousand miles.

The deity of the emperor of the wilderness, with white eyebrows and sideburns, flies obliquely like a sword. Dressed in a black shirt, standing on a high mountain. On the side of the Emperor of the Taihuang Dynasty, there stood a one-armed scribe in Tsing Yi, who was Wen Muran, the Xingjun of the Taihuang Gate.

At this moment, a light gate in the void suddenly opened.

The essence of plum blossoms, Wu'er, took a step from the inside, surrounded by a faint purple glow, but his face was already pale.

The emperor of the wilderness raised his eyebrows.

"Emperor Qiyu, grandpa has fallen. Blue Devil, appear in Dongling!" Wu'er knelt down on one knee in front of the Emperor of the Taihuang Emperor, his tone was sad, and his cheeks were full of tears, but he reciprocated simply, but he was too desolate to be a person.

However, it can also be seen that the five sons of the Plum Blossom Essence have a slightly different attitude towards the doppelganger and deity of the Emperor of the Taihuang.

The fifth son of the plum blossom essence is the daughter of Lian Zhen Xingjun, one of the seven star monarchs of the Taihuang Dynasty, and his mother is the plum blossom elf of the Dongling Divine Realm. When the fifth child was born, the plum blossoms in the void were scattered. She was born with the blood of the two races, and it can also be said that she was born as a demon of transformation, and her cultivation is limitless.

However, the slaughter of the Heavenly Maiden was too wild, and the fifth son was only five years old. Lian Zhen Xingjun and his wife fought to death, and the plum blossom Wu'er was also affected by the Heavenly Maiden's magic, destroying the human body.

The emperor of the wilderness, retain his soul and stand out from the encirclement. Then, his soul was raised in a plum blossom, nourished by the sun and moon for 7,000 years, and cultivated by magic, before he cultivated his human form, but it was difficult to compare with his former talent.

Although the essence of plum blossoms is not the bloodline of the Emperor of the Taihuang, emotionally, it is definitely not lost. Otherwise, the doppelganger of the Emperor of the Desolation would not have left Zuihou's chance of escape to Wu'er.

In fact, the Emperor of the Wilderness, the practice of cultivation is extremely special. The essence of plum blossoms, for thousands of years, has been in contact with the white-haired hunchbacked doppelganger. Needless to say, the feelings are self-explanatory, but when I see the deity, I am a little strange and estranged.

"Hmm!" the Emperor of the Desolation nodded slowly, in fact, the moment the white-haired hunchbacked clone exploded, all the information had already been transmitted to the Emperor of the Desolation's mind.

The white-haired hunchbacked doppelganger actually blew himself up, which is by no means among the Jihua of the Emperor of the Wilderness.

The white-haired hunchbacked old man was the only doppelganger of the Emperor of the Taihuang Dynasty, and he was still cultivating to avoid the Purple Hidden City. Although it is a clone, the physical clone and the Emperor of the Desolation are like brothers, just like the black-clothed hard-hearted son and the hard-hearted deity.

The doppelganger is outside, the deity is ascetic, this is the emperor of the wilderness, the state of nearly 10,000 years.

Sometimes, the emperor of the desolation will be in a trance, am I the one in black clothes and white eyebrows?

"Demon Lang heir, green devil, demon servant!" The cold light in the eyes of the Emperor of the Great Desolation scattered, and a faint black aura lingered around his body.

The blue devil appeared, and the demon lang stayed in Liliang in the sea wilderness, and he was bottomless. Everything on the East Ridge seems to have an inexplicable variable. It is no secret that Amu is in the Dongling Brahma Temple.

"Wenqu!" said the Emperor of the Desolation suddenly.

"The subordinates are here!" Wen Muran bowed.

"The herald, all the Liliang of the Taihuang and Demon Clans in the Dongling Mountains, besiege the Brahma Temple tonight, and force the Brahma Temple to submit at all costs, even if the jade is burned. At the same time, kill the descendants of the demon lang and get the demon coffin!"

The Emperor of the Desolation, endless demonic intent flashed in his eyes, it was the same aura as Xiao Luo's body.

"Great Emperor!" Wen Muran hesitated slightly, "The young master's arrangement is not yet fully in place! ”

"The best time?" the Emperor of the Desolation sneered, "The Blue Devil has appeared, and the Demon Lang Descendant wants to avenge the mad monk, how can it give us the best time?" A moment of delay is a little more disadvantageous. In the Miao family, there are demon servants. If the Blue Devil summons all the demon servants, who knows what will happen? Capture the thief and capture the king, attack the Brahma Temple, and everything will be self-extricating. ”

"Alas!" Wen Muran is incomparably wise, how can he not see the situation in front of him clearly?

"Mu Ran!" The Emperor of the Desolation looked at the No. 1 think tank of the Desolate with a complicated expression.

"Ten thousand years of hibernation! I, Xiao, have never forgotten my blood and hatred. The battle of the Valley of Ten Thousand Desolations, scene by scene, ten thousand years is like yesterday. Seven Star Monarchs, only you and the broken army are still there, and every life of the Taihuang Gate will be returned with blood. Even if the sea is deserted, there will never be peace!"

"Subordinates understand!" Wen Muran sighed awe-inspiringly.

"This is going to Brahma Temple, a fierce battle, you have to live and wait for me to appear!" There was an inexplicable ominous ominous in the tone of the Emperor of the Great Desolation.

"Don't worry, Emperor!" Wen Muran smiled faintly, but there was a hint of inexplicable taste in this faint smile.

The Emperor of the Desolation looked at Wen Muran, and then accentuated his tone: "I know that you have a secret method to kill the Raiding Realm, but you must not use it lightly!

"Hmm!" Wen Muran listened to the words of the Emperor of the Great Desolation, and couldn't help but be shocked, but he didn't answer.

Looking up at the moonlight, Wen Muran's expression was complicated.

"Emperor! His subordinates have lived for 10,000 years, just because they are too famine. Almost all of the brothers died in battle. I was born as a desolate man and died as a desolate ghost. The Great Emperor's fairyland is complete, and the young master's seven-page scrolls are all in the box, just around the corner. Even if you can't see the banner of the wilderness planted all over Shenzhou, Mu Ran will die without regrets!"

Wen Muran smiled indifferently again, but there was endless loneliness and sadness in his eyes, and then he knelt down on one knee in front of the Emperor of the Desolation and bowed solemnly.

"Take care of the Emperor, subordinate to the following song, farewell!"

Immediately, Wen Muran's figure gradually turned into a phantom and disappeared.

Wen Muran sent an order to the Four Domains, but the eyes of the Emperor of the Great Desolation were full of sorrow.

He knew that Wen Muran was disobedient.

At this time, the Emperor of Taihuang stroked with one hand and slowly helped Wu'er who was kneeling on one knee, and his tiger eyes revealed a rare color of love.

"Wu'er, grandpa is still there!"

In a word, Wu'er couldn't control it anymore, threw himself into the arms of the emperor of the wilderness, and cried loudly, tears like rain.

"One will be a success, and it will be withered for eternity!" the Emperor of the Great Desolation gently stroked Wu'er's hair and whispered to himself.

"Mu Ran has made up his mind! Everything I do, even as a Wenqu, he can't understand and understand everything!haha!"

The Emperor of the Taihuang seemed to be talking to himself, and seemed to say to Zai and Wu'er, and then suddenly looked up to the sky, but his eyes were soaked with tears.

"Those who are lonely must walk alone! I am too Xiao Tianting, even if I turn into a demon, what if I turn into a demon? Blood debt must be repaid in blood!"

Zaijian, the center of the emperor's eyebrows, a little black light, like a heavenly eye, suddenly opened.

It was a demon eye, a true eye that belonged to the Elder Demon. The demon eye reflects the Three Realms and the Three Bloodthirsty Realms.

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Yunpeng Mountain, 7,000 miles away. The Dongling Demon Clan has long been heavily hoarded.

The wolf clan is in the south, the snake clan is in the north, the wood clan is in the west, and the Wu clan is in the east. The Dongling Demon Clan, headed by the Five Demon Clans, but the Fox Clan, known as the Heavenly Demon Clan, has been disappearing above the Dongling Mountains. No one knows exactly where the fox is.

And among the four major demon clans, I don't know Weishenme, and the Wu tribe Zuihou raised troops. However, the Liliang of the Wu tribe is the most powerful, in terms of combat power alone, the Wu tribe is the first demon clan, and because of the relationship between the physique, no matter what level of the black demon, even if it is the lower realm of the demon body, it can fly over the mountains and only go to the Brahma Temple.

In addition to the four clans of Dongling, there are countless demon clans in Dongling, all of which are also attached to the four demon clans.

Seven thousand miles away from Yunpeng Mountain, hundreds of thousands of demon clans, banners and banners, demonic spirit soared into the sky, forming endless demon clouds, surrounding Yunpeng Mountain.

On the peak of Muhai, Master Tianmu stood under the moonlight, looking at it with a sad face. Beside him stood the little monk Hu'er, who was carved in pink and jade, tilting his head and looking at Master Tianmu.

"Master, who are the people outside the mountain?" Hu'er asked.

"Lost one!" Master Tianmu sighed.

"Lost people?" Hu'er seemed to understand, and looked at Master Tianmu with a pair of big black eyes.

"All living beings are lost, outside Yunpeng Mountain, under the flags, they are all lost people, they have forgotten their hearts. I came to my Brahma Temple because the Buddha was merciful and purified all sentient beings. ”

"Will the Buddha tell them how to go?" Hu'er's face seemed to be a little solemn.

"Hmm!" Master Tianmu nodded, then folded his hands and said in a low voice, "The Dharma is boundless and omnipotent. ”

"But, that's endless demonic energy!" Hu'er's white and tender little hand stretched out an index finger and pointed to the sky.

"It's demonic energy!" Master Tianmu touched Hu'er's head.

"Master, the Buddha once said that killing the wicked is a good thought!, right?" Hu'er asked suddenly.

"Huh?" Master Tianmu was slightly stunned.

After a while, Master Tianmu reluctantly smiled and said: "Although the Buddha has the appearance of vajra's angry eyes, if he can be tempered, he still does not get angry and does not kill!

"Oh!" Hu'er pursed her lips and did not speak again. It's just that in those dark eyes, everything reflected seems to be different from Master Tianmu.

That's the endless nature of the demons.

"Whoever kills me, I will kill him first!" I don't know whose words echoed in Hu'er's mind.

Master Tianmu shook his head, and suddenly remembered the oracle of the three Buddhas of Brahma, Hu'er, not to leave the Brahma Temple for half a step, just in case.

"Will it really come that far? My Buddha is compassionate!" Master Tianmu said silently in his heart.

But suddenly, Master Tianmu saw the four realms of Yunpeng Mountain, and suddenly thousands of demons flashed.

The demon cloud of the void suddenly became extremely thick.

Demon clouds cover the moonlight. In the whole Yunpeng Mountain, only on the peak of the sea of eyes, the Buddha light of the Brahma Temple, the candle illuminates the heaven and the earth.

Kill -

I don't know who shouted first.

In an instant, ten thousand demons howled, and the entire Yunpeng Mountain shook.

When-When-When-

In the Brahma Temple, the alarm bell that has not been ringed for many thousands of years is shaking the sky.

When the Brahma bell rang, the entire Yunpeng Mountain region, whether it was monks, monks, or ordinary people, all changed their complexions. That's the alarm bell, that's the legendary bell.

Three days ago, the Brahma Temple had already been arranged, and all the people in the entire Yunpeng Mountain retreated to the territory of Yunpeng Mountain for 3,000 miles.

The order of the Taihuang was out, the ten thousand demons attacked the mountain, and there were even more people and horses of the Taihuang lineage who killed into Yunpeng Mountain.

Endless murderous aura, like the sea and mountains.

Among these thousands of monks, there is no shortage of strong and powerful.

Resist the wind, vertical clouds, all kinds of Taoism, all kinds of magic weapons. There are all shemales, and all kinds of them are at the same time.

Four thousand miles, no man's land. The demon clan is like a tide, heading straight to the peak of the sea of eyes.

"Amitabha-" On the peak of the eyes of the Brahma Temple, I don't know how many monks chanted the Buddha's name at the same time.

Sanskrit sounds rise everywhere, shaking the heavens and the earth. The Buddha's light is displayed, shining on the earth.

At this time, the entire Muhai Peak is like a Buddha lamp that does not go out and stands between heaven and earth, illuminating the entire Dongling.

The holy light of the Buddha spreads like a wheel, and that is the supreme great array of Buddhism. A golden image of the giant Buddha is reflected in the night with its knees crossed.

Yunpeng Mountain, with Muhai Peak as the center, a radius of 3,000 miles, is all shrouded by the light of the Buddha.

The Battle of Brahma in Dongling finally kicked off the bloody curtain.