"Boom!"

After a loud bang, the huge white demon tiger body collided with a glowing Buddha, emitting a shocking momentum.

On the Demon-Suppressing Mountain, the short-haired young man was sitting cross-legged on the ground with his eyes closed, and behind him was the huge Dharma image of heaven and earth.

The huge magic image, holding a demon-subduing pestle emitting golden light, kept waving, and the huge demon-subduing pestle hit the body of the White Demon Tiger, causing the White Demon Tiger to roar.

The figure of the White Demon Tiger became more and more demonic. His huge flame claws broke through the air and grabbed the Dharma image. The huge tiger claws instantly grabbed the Buddha's clothes of the Dharma image.

The battle between the two big men is like an unknown battle in the prehistoric world. The huge monsters are fighting against the human race. The fierce fighting style exudes a throbbing feeling every time they hit.

The attack of the White Demon Tiger is like the god of hell that was born, and every attack is full of destruction, while the Buddha's Dharma image is like a Vajra Arhat, with a golden dragon wrapped around the body, and the dragon and tiger fighting.

The momentum of the broken world made everyone around him hide aside and dare not approach, as if he would be crushed to pieces as long as he got closer.

In this late night, this battle that shocked the world was enough to attract everyone's attention.

At this moment, under the mountain, countless Song troops of the Fengsong Dynasty were gathering continuously, countless siege crossbows and arrows, and countless catapults were constantly being dispatched.

The Yue Family's military flag that dominated the mountains and rivers had been raised. Several big men with tiger backs and bears were holding this huge military flag on a chariot and kept approaching the bottom of Liangshan Mountain.

The Tianbo Mansion military flag of the Yang family general also appeared on the battlefield. The same mighty military flag of the loyal general Yang family general appeared, completely making the soldiers of the Feng Song Dynasty on the battlefield magnificent and reached its peak.

The soldiers continued to gather, and in just one quarter of an hour, all the soldiers of the Fengsong Dynasty could form combat power. Next was the terrifying and cruel battle against the mountain.

On the Demon-Suppressing Mountain, Song Jiang looked at the earth-shaking battle behind him, and then looked at the Feng Song Dynasty's military camp with a bright torch at the foot of the mountain. A hint of sinister appeared on the corner of his mouth.

In the darkness, Lu Junyi, who could not see any expression, had a cold voice: "Master Lu Zhishen's strength cannot be underestimated. Can he really kill this white tiger?"

"What does it matter if you kill it and can't kill it?"

Song Jiang turned his side face, his expression was half revealed, a little ferocious, his eyes were like revenge: "As long as the White Tiger is seriously injured, you can use its essence and blood to sacrifice it. Then you can achieve your and my goals. What do you care about the rest?"

"What should he do?"

Lu Junyi's voice came again from the darkness. Song Jiang looked at the white demon tiger and the Buddha's heaven and earth Dharma image and said, "Die!"

The attack of the White Demon Tiger was too fierce. The White Tiger was in charge of killing, and her heart was filled with anger and hatred. The Western White Tiger Star kept falling from the sky, and the White Tiger's power became stronger and stronger.

The young man sitting cross-legged was getting paler and the world behind him was no longer so realistic, as if he could dissipate at any time.

Looking at all this, Lu Zhishen's eyes were dull and he didn't say anything, but Wu Song beside him was extremely nervous, as if he was thinking that Lu Zhishen's master, who was summoned from ancient times, did not kill the White Tiger. Could it be that his fate could not be changed?

"roar!"

At this moment, the huge white demon tiger also hit the Buddha's chest with huge claws. The Buddha was knocked out and the young man instantly spurted out a mouthful of blood.

"this……"

Just when Wu Song was extremely excited, a meteor-like beam suddenly came from the east, and a golden light disappeared in an instant, instantly covering the Buddha's Dharma image.

The Buddha's Dharma image, who had just been seriously injured, has stood up again, and it has become even bigger, and a more fantastic aura emanates from his body.

Lu Zhishen, who had just lost his eyes, was now motionless looking at Dongfang where the golden light flew. He trembled his body and kept whispering in a trembling voice: "Master, you are still alive! You are still alive!"

The ferocious white demon tiger never expected that this time he came to kill Wu Song, who had killed his descendants, would encounter obstacles from ancient people, and this figure seemed to have the aura of the Western bald heads.

You must avenge your own revenge!

The white demon tiger roared angrily, roared to the sky, endless black clouds rolled, and the demon flames continued to gather, and the cold aura of the entire Demon-Suppressing Mountain became heavier and heavier.

The golden light of the Buddha's Dharma image is becoming more and more condensed, and a new round of battle between the two sides is about to come!

At this moment, Xiao Ye looked at his eyes calmly, and a system prompt sound came from beside him.

"Dingdong! System prompt: Congratulations to player Ye Zhiqiu for successfully convinced the ss-level saint-level figure - Lu Dongbin."

"Dingdong! System prompt: Congratulations to player Ye Zhiqiucheng on joining the Taoist camp. Player Ye Zhiqiu gained Buddhist disgust and will be hated by Buddhist NPCs and players."

Hearing the system's prompt, Xiao Ye exhaled. Although this Buddhist hatred was a bad thing, for him, successfully persuading Lu Dongbin was already a blessing.

Unexpectedly, the Taoist people near the Fengsong Dynasty were actually Lu Dongbin, one of the Eight Immortals.

...

The White Demon Tiger became weaker and weaker, and his vigorous qi and blood became weaker. What he didn't expect was that the inexplicable golden light would make the other party's bald head become so powerful.

"Bang!"

The White Tiger, which was severely injured by the Demon-Subduing Pestle, flew backwards with its huge body. It tried to stand up but failed at the first time.

"Ha ha!"

A wild laughter sounded, and Wu Song suddenly burst into laughter, and his body became brighter and brighter. Everyone on the Demon-Suppressing Mountain looked at him and felt an unknown premonition in his heart.

"Thank you, my good brother, brother Lu Zhishen, my good boss, and my eldest brother Lu Junyi."

Wu Song, who looks extremely generous on weekdays, turned very strange when he said this sentence at this moment, and his smile made people disgust.

Song Jiang, Lu Junyi and others had no idea what was going on. They saw Wu Song taking off his clothes and revealing his clothes. He was actually wearing a Buddhist garment.

"Liangshan is not my destination, the Western land is my destination. Sorry! Amitabha! I am a tiger-suppressed Arhat. I am going to return to my position."

A tiger-suffering arhat?

Song Jiang and Lu Junyi looked at each other, looked at the White Tiger who was knocked down, and his expression changed drastically, and he was cheated!

"Li Kui! Stop him!"

Song Jiang roared, pointed at Wu Song, and shouted at Li Kui. Li Kui, holding two huge axes, shouted and rushed out towards Wu Song.

However, Lin Chong, who was not noticeable at this moment, rushed out, and the spear in his hand instantly blocked Li Kui's path.

"Lin Chong?"

Song Jiang's face turned a little dark. How many people in Liangshan have their own thoughts?

Standing in place, Lu Zhishen no longer had the anger of the past and the recklessness he had before. He quietly looked at all this and said, "You used us to achieve your position as a Arhat?"

Hearing Lu Zhishen’s inquiry, Wu Song did not show any shame on his face, and his strange smile still said: “You are indeed a chess piece. How long have I been waiting for this position as a Arhat?”

"Your master does treat you as a chess piece, but you know it too late. Ye Zhiqiu is also ridiculous! Thinking to use me? Haha, all of this was planned by me."

Speaking of this, Wu Song looked around, looked at Hu Sanniang and others holding a weapon, licked his lips, and said evilly: "Don't worry, I only want this Arhat position, I can let you live a few more breaths."

Lu Junyi, who was standing aside, interrupted Wu Song's words at this time, pointed at Lin Chong and asked, "What are you doing for? I'll ruin our Liangshan with this madman?"

Lin Chong did not remain silent. Instead of taking back his spear, he slowly raised it to everyone and said, "I am the secret guard of Emperor Song Jinwu, all the people in the demon cave will be killed!"

"you……"

Lu Junyi almost burst into anger. Lin Chong was actually an undercover agent? But he still didn't understand why Lin Chong cooperated with Wu Song?

"Wu Yong, are you here?"

At this moment, Wu Song called out a name again, which made Song Jiang's expression completely cold. He did not expect that the military advisor he trusted would also betray him.

Looking at Wu Yong who was fanning his feathers step by step towards Wu Song, Song Jiang did not ask, but seemed to be afraid that his good brother would die because he was unclear.

Wu Yong still spoke lightly: "My good brother, besides you and me, Lu Junyi and others returned here with their souls, so are Wu Song and the others. Wu Song wants to achieve the position of Arhat, but I have always known that."

Finally understand!

Song Jiang finally understood why he couldn't catch Wu Song? It turned out that there was Wu Yong's shadow behind him. His teeth were chewing, and he spit out two words from his teeth: "Wu! Use!"

People have unpredictable hearts, and everyone has their own goals. Even the best friends around them may be close to them for their own purposes.

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

A roar that shook the sky and earth came from the foot of the mountain. The troops of the Fengsong Dynasty had already begun to attack. The huge catapult cart smashed huge rocks into Liangshan, and screams kept ringing.

Countless rains of arrows kept flying, and fireballs fell from the sky, burning everything around them.

It's over!

Song Jiang looked pale and took two steps back. His Liangshan was over. He couldn't use his trump card at all. The elite army of Fengsong Dynasty could not resist it.

Wu Song was already heading towards the White Tiger that kept roaring towards him with endless surprises, and he was about to become the Arhat he dreamed of.

However, at this moment, I suddenly heard a spell coming from behind.

"I am a chess body, and heaven and earth are plates! The flags are far away, and thousands of ghosts go on a battle!"

Another update!

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!