"Amitabha!"

Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva recited a long chant of the Buddha's name, and the immeasurable Buddha's light condensed in his palm, and he pressed it with one palm.

boom!!

The Buddha's light shines in the underworld, encompassing the whole world, with magnificent momentum. A palm like a lotus falls on the Buddha's land, and the light is like a tsunami, overflowing the world!

Buddhaland in the palm of your hand!

"I'm afraid you won't make it!"

The black Rakshasa crushed the earth with one step, soared into the sky, and raised his palm, the great black god, to shake the Buddha's kingdom.

boom!!

Black clouds cover the sky and the sun, and the Buddha's light shines on the world. Two earth-shaking forces collide fiercely, shaking the entire small world of cracks. The sky collapses and the earth collapses, and the earth collapses thousands of miles away!

The golden sacred Buddha's light and the pitch-black evil and evil energy each occupy half of the world, canceling each other out and leading to a stalemate.

Both of them are in the early stage of quasi-sage, and their strength is not much different, making it difficult to suppress the other.

After a moment of stalemate, Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva was worried about the safety of Tripitaka, mobilized all his magic power, shouted low, and his golden body burst out with immeasurable brilliance, like the sun across the sky!

Boom boom boom!

He seemed to have transformed into a golden giant, with Buddha flames all over his body burning like lava. He held swords, alms bowls, golden bells, wooden fish, golden swords and other magic weapons in his multiple arms to attack the black Rakshasa.

"puff!"

The black Rakshasa could not withstand such a fierce attack, and the demonic energy all over his body collapsed. His body was broken by the magic weapon, and his blood spattered.

His demonic body was riddled with holes and fell to the ground, but he burst into laughter.

"Ksitigarbha, you have fallen into a trap!"

Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva was startled. Before he could make any move, a streak of blood ripped through the vacuum and struck from behind!

"puff!"

The shrill blood-colored sword light, with an all-extinguishing edge, defeated the Buddha's light. Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva's Dharma Body was shaken, and a bright red blood line emerged from his forehead and spread all the way down his body, which was shocking.

He screamed in grief, and his golden body was split into two halves. He was unable to fall onto the lotus platform, and his blood instantly dyed the sky red.

"clank!"

The Jidu Demon Sword whistled softly, suspended in the sky, and emitted a shrill blood light.

The evil god Black Rakshasa laughed loudly, got up, opened his bloody mouth, and aimed at the dim golden body of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva split in two, forming a devouring vortex.

"Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, come and become one with me. When I defeat the Buddha and occupy the Lingshan Mountain, as a part of me, you can also be regarded as the master of Buddhism, hahahaha!"

Beside, Tang Sanzang's true spirit was trembling, his face full of despair.

It's over, Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva has shed blood here, can he still be alive?

"Amitabha and Black Rakshasa will never be seen again, but you still won't change your nature."

At this moment, a slightly older voice came from the outside world.

Then, a glazed fairy lamp swallowed brilliance, pushed through the storm of time and space, and landed in this underworld.

In an instant, the Buddha's light shines on the six paths, candles illuminate the heaven and earth, lotuses grow in the sky, Bodhisattvas are everywhere, the holy land of Lingshan, the Hengsha Buddha Kingdom, and the infinite pure lands continue to grow, and the whole world is shrouded in the radiance of the glazed fairy lamp!

An old monk with a painful face and as skinny as a stick stepped over.

His withered yellow hands stretched forward and slowly closed them, turning into two pieces of ancient and incomparable pure land of light, encompassing the heaven and the earth, and flanking the Jidu Demon Sword.

At the same time, a Bodhisattva in white appeared, holding a willow branch and flicking it gently.

Whoosh!

The green light was misty, cutting through the space, shattering everything, hitting the black Rakshasa and instantly tearing its skin apart, and blood burst out.

"Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva!"

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But he knew that he was no match for Guanyin Bodhisattva, who was approaching the late stage of quasi-sage, so he did not dare to be stubborn and took the opportunity to escape into the cracks in the earth.

Without looking back, he fled thousands of miles away, plunged into a dark abyss outside, and disappeared.

On the other side, Ji Du Dao was almost caught by the withered and yellow palms of the Randen Ancient Buddha.

At the moment of crisis, the magic sword screamed softly, and many mysterious magic symbols appeared on the blade. The blood was rolling, and there seemed to be twelve ancient demon gods roaring in the sky and the earth, showing their sharpness!

It let out a soft cry, and the blade revealed the terrifying bloody edge that would end all things and destroy all souls. It instantly cut through the pure land of light and the endless Buddhist kingdom, and flew away through the air!

When Liuli Leng tried to stop him, he heard a crisp "dang" sound and was knocked away by a knife.

"Oh, I'm getting old."

The ancient Buddha of Ran Deng put down his palm, and there was a line of blood on his palm, and a drop of Buddha's blood dropped.

Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva swung a willow branch, and the green light flashed. He captured Tripitaka's true spirit, put it into a jade purification bottle, and sprinkled nectar divine water in an attempt to save Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva.

Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva was seriously injured, his golden body collapsed and he was in coma.

The nectar water only healed his superficial wounds but could not restore his golden body. In desperation, he had no choice but to put it into a jade bottle first and wait until he was brought back to Lingshan before he could think of a solution.

The evil god fled, the magic knife flew away, and the battle came to an end.

It was only then that Guanyin Bodhisattva let go of his anxious heart and breathed a sigh of relief.

She began to observe the underworld in this crack, and saw some murals and totems on some broken walls.

The dilapidated temples, abandoned altars, ancient shaman writings, and ancient burial pits filled with blood all made her frown.

"This seems to be a fragment of a certain ancestral witch's ancestral cave."

The ancient burning Buddha walked among the rubble, bent down and picked up a rusty bronze sword. He looked at the ancient sacrificial incantations on it and sighed for a long time.

Seeing this, Guanyin Bodhisattva couldn't help but ask: "It seems to be related to the female devil. Should we ask Empress Houtu?"

Emperor Houtu was also an ancestral witch, so she should know about this fragment of the cave, right?

She must also know a lot about the female devil.

Randen Ancient Buddha shook his head and said: "Bei Mingxue and the Twelve Ancestral Witches are not involved clearly. If we question Hou Tu, it will be difficult to get results."

After Sakyamuni was attacked by Bei Mingxue in Guixu Minghai, he noticed that this female devil had some characteristics of the ancestral witch. He came to Mingtu to visit Houtu, but he did not get any useful information. She just told him to be careful.

Take precautions, and there will be no further explanation.

Obviously, Queen Houtu’s attitude was very vague.

Guanyin Bodhisattva looked a little hesitant and said: "I originally thought this matter was done by...that person, but I never thought it was Bei Mingxue."

"It's hard to say, one is the backlash of eternal unfulfilled ambitions and degenerate beliefs, the demonic nature of Buddha, and the enemy of all Buddhas; the other inherits the legacy of the ancient witch clan, the calamity of heaven and earth, the enemy of the gods, and the demonic emperor. The two of them

, they are all from the same species."

Ran Deng Ancient Buddha said with a sad face.

The destiny has changed, and the future is full of fog, extremely turbulent and dangerous.

He no longer dared to say that the scripture retrieval project would be successful, and it was entirely possible that the project would be stillborn.

"Is this a calamity for the World Honored One, the Great Heavenly Lord?" Guanyin Bodhisattva looked worried and a little confused, "What about Emperor Gouchen?"

"The old monk doesn't know either."

The ancient Buddha of Ran Deng shook his head and said that he could not figure out Emperor Chen's path.

The two Buddhist bosses fell silent, and left the underworld with deep thoughts.

The ancient Buddha Ran Deng returned to the West with the seriously injured Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva. There is an Eight Treasures Merit Pool on the Lingshan Mountain, which may be able to save him.

The Eight Treasures Merit Pool, which leads to the place where the Buddha was born, has the magical function of purifying filth, clarifying the mind and spirit, and reshaping the body. It is the most precious treasure of Buddhism. The seven-treasure thousand-leaf golden lotus growing in the pool is also a most precious treasure of Buddhism.

It can calm the mind and calm the mind, drive away evil spirits and eliminate inner demons. Its power is unpredictable.

Of course, it is still unknown whether Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva can be saved. After all, the magic knife that injured him is also very difficult.

All we can say is that Buddhism will do its best to save him.

On the other side, Guanyin Bodhisattva rushed to Huangfengling and returned Tang Monk's true spirit and soul to his body, and sprinkled another drop of nectar.

The colorful nectar, surging with vitality, seeps in and acts as an adhesive to help Tang Monk's soul and body unite.

Under the watchful eyes of Bajie Wukong, Sha Seng and Bai Longma, after a while, Tang Seng succeeded in returning Yang. He opened his eyes in a daze and sat up.

"Thank you Bodhisattva for saving my life!"

Tang Sanzang understood what was going on, knelt on the ground, and kowtowed devoutly.

Guanyin Bodhisattva nodded, encouraged him a few words, and floated away on auspicious clouds.

Wukong surrounded Tang Seng, looked at him for a while, and said:

"Tsk tsk, you are really lucky. It's good to have someone to back you up."

He was killed by fierce soldiers and was able to recover even when his soul was gone. It must be said that the methods of the Buddhist boss are indeed very powerful.

As for the price he paid, he didn't know.
To be continued...