Whoosh!

Zhao Yun destroyed the third-day Wu Buddha and ran to another place.

He has destroyed three of the four Heavenly Warriors in the Buddha Land, leaving only the First Heavenly Warrior Buddha.

"I can't hold it anymore."

Before reaching that part of the world, I heard a cry.

It is a small mist spirit, like a stream of light running around all over the sky and the ground. It is a good player at releasing fog, but its combat power is a bit pitiful. Even if it joins forces with the sky, it is hammered so hard that it cannot lift its head.

Speaking of the sky, it was really miserable, covered in blood, and there was no human form at all.

Look at Wu Fo on the first day, he was not much better, he was in a very embarrassed state by the little fog spirit and Cang Qiong.

puff!

A flash of blood suddenly appeared, and the sky was bleeding again.

On the first day, Wu Buddha waved his hand, and the billowing power of thoughts surged, drowning him.

"Hey...you old bald ass."

Little Wuling cursed loudly and came back to kill.

It is a scumbag. Attacking Tianwu is like scratching an itch, and its only support is the sea of ​​fog.

"My little friend, the desire to kill is too strong, and it is difficult to achieve positive results."

On the first day, Wu Fo said calmly and walked out of the sea of ​​fog easily.

When it was over, the little fog spirit was thrown away and almost exploded with a palm.

Uh...!

The sky trapped in the power of thought is like a landlubber, flopping back and forth inside.

He is not a demon king, nor is he a monster like Zhao Yun. He is fighting against the Tianwu realm with a quasi-celestial level, but he is still barely a Taoist. Without any accident, he will be trapped in the power of telekinesis and die, or he will be forcibly converted.

At the critical moment, Zhao Yun arrives from the sky.

He is really domineering and can destroy the ocean of telekinesis with one kick.

On the first day, Wu Fo groaned and stepped back, with a lot of surprise in his eyes.

"Thank you for coming."

The sky is coughing up blood, and its steps are staggering.

The little Wuling also came up and landed on Zhao Yun's shoulder. This chubby little man was also holding his chest and coughing up blood, mumbling while coughing, "You have to give me a great credit."

Zhao Yun remained silent and attacked Wufo on the first day with a punch that was unparalleled.

Wu Fo's expression changed on the first day, and the power of this punch made his heart tremble.

Without thinking much, he stood still, clasped his hands, and performed a golden bell that enveloped him. This was the secret method of defense in Buddhism. The bell was engraved with Buddha patterns and surrounded by Buddhist characters.

Unfortunately, this is far from enough.

Zhao Yun's golden fist struck and penetrated forcefully.

puff!

On the first day, Wu Buddha spurted blood on the spot and rolled over like a sandbag.

Zhao Yun followed him like a shadow. Before the First Heavenly Martial Buddha could settle down, he punched him again. The power of his punch became even more powerful, shattering the body-protecting golden Buddha. The body of the Heavenly Martial Buddha was also hit, and the blood and bones flew away.

"Buddhism: Universally Save All Living Beings."

On the first day, Wu Buddha once again put his hands together, and the sound of the Buddha's voice filled the sky.

As he finished speaking, a golden sun rose slowly, and he merged into the sun. A bright and peaceful Buddha's light burst out, which seemed to be able to illuminate the darkness, and the Buddha's light exerted its power of destruction and transformation.

When the little fog spirit saw it, it ran away.

Cang Qiong staggered, and his bloody body was almost destroyed.

Zhao Yun was as strong as ever, punching through the sun.

puff!

On the first day, Wu Fo bled and fell from the sky.

Zhao Yun flipped his hand and slapped it down. The power of Daluo Palm was so majestic that the vast sea was hit by thousands of feet of waves. The Tianwu Buddha who fell into it was beaten into pieces of flesh and bones in an instant.

Awesome!

Qiongqiong and Xiaowuling grinned and clicked their tongues.

The two of them worked for most of the night, but neither of them was as good as Zhao Yun's three punches.

Wu Buddha must have died very depressed on that first day. The Buddha had been sleeping in the land for eight thousand years, and he had accumulated countless Buddhist dharma and thoughts. In this era, he was actually destroyed by a quasi-celestial being.

Zhao Yun did not stop and rushed towards the battlefield between Tianwu and Quanxian.

Looking up there, the heaven and earth are enveloped in the light of Buddha.

Quasi-immortals are not as good as Tianwu Realm. Although they are not true immortals, they are not comparable to ordinary Tianwu. If the Demon Lord and Demon Queen are not powerful, they are far from her opponents. They can be defeated but cannot be killed.

When Zhao Yun arrived, the three of them hit him hard.

The Demon Lord and the Demon Queen were all knocked back, and there was a roar in the void.

The Buddhist saint was not much better, and the Buddha's light became more mottled.

"Senior sister, I'm here to find you about the cause and effect."

Zhao Yun said softly and took a slight step to steady himself in the sky.

Prajna's eyes were not clear, and there was a flash of ferocity and violence. It was time to resolve the cause and effect. She also had a karmic fate with Zhao Yun. If she wanted to become a Buddha, she not only had to save the demon king and queen, but also Ji Hen.

"Undying...never ending."

Zhao Yun snorted coldly and swung his sword to cut open a galaxy.

The Prajna Buddha's hand was gently raised, and it was easily wiped out with one palm. Then, a piece of Buddha's light came, stained with strange and resentful power. Even Zhao Yun's background was shaken back, and his body was stained with blood on the spot.

break!

The Demon Lord gave a sonorous drink and split the ocean of thought power with a halberd.

The Demon Queen's attack arrived soon after, and a finger of fairy light pierced the sky.

puff!

Prajna was bleeding and took a step back.

At this moment, there was a harsh sword roar.

It was Zhao Yun who instantly killed him with his sword, wind and thunder, destroying everything.

pound!

The sound of metal colliding was crisp and clear, and a sword shot was blocked by the protective golden Buddha.

Prajna Buddha's body trembled slightly, and a ray of Buddha's light shot out from his body, sending Zhao Yun flying across the sky. The bloody gouge imprinted on his chest was extremely difficult to recover, and even his true essence and immortal power were destroyed.

Zheng!

While flying upside down, Zhao Yun slashed back with the Immortal Killing Technique.

There was a clicking sound, and Prajna's body-protecting golden Buddha cracked on the spot.

The Demon Lord stepped across the sky and shot out a palm from the air, completely smashing the Golden Buddha. The Demon Queen who arrived later took a purple halo and formed a purple sword energy, ignoring the physical body and attacking the Prajna Martial Spirit directly.

The bright red blood exploded, and Prajna Buddha's body was stained with blood again.

Reflecting the blood light, she actually changed her form, her lustrous hair turned into blood, the surging thought power around her turned into black evil energy, and even the Buddha's eyes turned scarlet.

"Demonization?"

Zhao Yun murmured in his heart, the light in his eyes was profound.

I really underestimated the Buddhist saint who hated the devil so much that she actually used the devil's forbidden method.

Not only him, but also the Demon Lord and the Demon Queen frowned. Especially the Demon Queen, who was once one of the twins, did not know Prajna, and was also proficient in the taboo technique inherited by the demon clan, transforming into a demon body with the body of a Buddha.

This scene is very ironic.

The Buddhist saint claims to be compassionate and wishes to kill all the devils in the world.

Now, even she herself has become a demon. The incense she inherited and the telepathy she absorbed have all turned into demons this time. Look at the violent aura and bloodthirsty, they are more like demons than demons.

boom!

The sky trembled.

There is a black halo, centered on Prajna and spreading to all directions.

Both Zhao Yun and the Demon Lord and Demon Queen were knocked back. After the quasi-immortal-level Buddhist saint fell into the devil's body, her power increased dramatically, reaching the level of a true immortal, and she showed signs of ascending immediately.

"You...are all going to die."

Prajna snorted coldly, his eyes flashing with ferocious light.
To be continued...