"Even if you burn the laws of the Holy Way, you will not defeat me!"

The Demon Emperor is sure to win and is extremely calm.

"Amitabha!"

The Holy Spirit was speechless, and a Buddha sang.

Immediately, he shattered the chains of laws in the holy artifact.

"Sacrifice your life for righteousness, kill yourself to achieve good deeds, and you will have no extravagance for the rest of your life. I just wish Qianyuan would win!" The endless holy power burst out instantly.

Looking from a distance, a holy power lotus bloomed, a hundred thousand feet wide. Among them, a golden Buddha sat cross-legged, surrounded by nine levels of brilliant Buddha light, keeping precepts and being patient, solemn and solemn, but showing compassion, smiling for all living beings.

"Old ancestor!"

The Three Precepts Arhats are heartbroken.

Losing a holy weapon is a serious injury for Posa.

"The most disgusting among the heavens is the Buddhist practice!" The Demon Emperor was not dead.

However, the Holy Sword was forbidden to be firmly embedded in the golden Buddha, and the Buddha's light and holy power washed back and forth, cleaning up the original demonic energy, and erasing the projection of the Demon Emperor.

"I'll be back soon..."

The projection completely disappeared.

Big Buddha smiles:

"I didn't die in vain..."

Then, the Buddha dissipated with the wind and the Nine-Drug Holy Sword no longer existed.

Bang!

The Saint Sword Falls.

Insert deeply into the earth.

This is a great holy weapon, rare in the world.

However, the spirit of the weapon has been swallowed by the Demon Emperor, leaving only an empty shell.

Qin Li pulled out the magic sword and felt as heavy as a mountain. He was depressed. The cruelty of the war was far beyond imagination. Just now, a holy spirit fell, which was equivalent to the decline of a Taoist sect.

He didn't have time to be sad.

far away.

Above the barriers of imperial power.

Tear open a huge gap.

"Haha! The thousand-mile dike was destroyed by an ant hole."

The Demon Saint of Baishen was extremely excited and rushed to the strongest head and passed through the crack.

"Die me!" As soon as he made a move, the infinite poisonous cloud turned into various centipedes, scorpion, blood mosquitoes, like a torrent, spreading thousands of miles in an instant, the decaying earth was about to fall into the swaying world.

"Get out!"

Qin Li would not let him go.

The blazing dragon vein poisonous fire burned the poisonous clouds and counterattacked the saint.

"Qin Li, Qianyuan will be defeated today, and you will die!" The Demon Saint of Destruction of Destruction sacrificed a poison net woven with Taoist marks. This is his holy weapon, gathering the power of all poisons, covering the sky and destroying mountains and rivers.

"Qianyuan will win!"

Qin Li had a will in his heart.

As soon as you raise your hand, you will see the Taiyi gourd, rising in the wind.

With a rumbling sound, it hit the hundreds of poisonous nets, resisted the corrosion, and destroyed the whole way, traveling hundreds of thousands of miles.

"What!"

The Demon Saint of Baishen was so scared that he retreated.

Last time he experienced the power of the gourd and did not dare to take risks.

Therefore, with a soothing sound, he left the world of Posa.

Qin Li took the opportunity to get stuck.

Taiyi Gourd blocks the loopholes in the Diwei barrier.

"Are people in the Demon Realm so cowardly?" The saint of Shanhai came late.

He originally wanted to cross the cracks and slaughter Posa, but the Demon Saint Baishu was too cowardly and was driven out.

"If you have a genital, you can go into the gourd." The Baishu Demon Saint said unconvincedly.

The two great saints arrived together.

It is only a wall separated from Qin Li.

"Although the hole is blocked, it is still a weak place."

The two great saints sacrificed the Xuanhuang Holy Mountain, and the Hundred Demon Net was the combination of humans and weapons. Then a violent bombardment was bombarded, and the Taiyi gourd trembled endlessly.

Beichen Linglong chuckled:

"Qin Li, your incomplete imperial formation can't last long."

Mo Yaorao snorted coldly: "Qin Li, you have been a dead person for several major events in the Demon World, because my father is about to come."

boom!

In the Moon Island of Futu.

Suddenly a dull sound came.

Then there were ripples in space, tearing apart the darkness.

The monks from all directions saw clearly the black jade altar deep in the Demon Island.

This is an altar that carves complex space traces, swallows up a massive amount of demonic energy, and bursts out a pillar of light that reaches the sky.

It is calling for the great world of gods and demons, that Godless King.

Even though people have not arrived.

But the magic power has arrived.

The millions of miles of vain and silence made all monks feel cold on their backs.
Chapter completed!