The invincible creature had a majestic body, and one person was a kingdom of gods. His majestic posture shook the world. He ignored the White Horse Temple and heard the old monk's words and sneered.

"In this way, you will be buried with White Horse Temple."

The sound spread throughout the earth, and it was indescribably cold and ruthless.

The halberd wheel moved and smashed towards the White Horse Temple. I couldn't imagine what would happen if the halberd fell. Is it a disaster for the creatures or everything else to sink.

All!

The earth will be destroyed under this halberd and sunk by it.

The old monk still did not appear, and there was only a sigh in the world.

boom!

There was a burst of light in the front part of the halberd, but it did not fall and was blocked. An unimaginable terrifying force burst out. It was a kind of power that surpassed the imagination of the cultivator and shook the heavens.

Bang bang bang bang.

Three earth-shaking roars, the invincible creature took three steps back, his halberd was shrunk by his divine mind, and the moment he cut it off was bounced away.

"Roar!!" The invincible creature was furious.

The eyes that were about the size of the moon were all bloody.

His halberd was swallowing and spitting out the chaotic Taoist energy, and the stars seemed to feel something in the starry sky, and the stars exploded and fell.

The phlegm comes out again, looking down on the world!

"A dead man, everything is dust before my way. Let me send you on your way today."

The invincible creature drinks.

His energy penetrated the thirty-third level of the heavens, and his chaotic spiritual energy was gushing out.

"Boom." At this moment, there were wisps of chaotic holy light on the White Horse Temple, blooming like fireworks, with fire trees and silver flowers, brilliant and brilliant.

An old figure appeared strangely in the eyes of the world.

It was an old monk, sitting cross-legged on the cushion, putting his hands on his legs, his toes were thin, and his trunk exuded a breath of dusk. His eyes were hanging down and his eyes were dull, as if he was about to die soon.

This is a terrible vision.

Anyone who looks towards the White Horse Temple can see the figure of the old monk. No matter how far apart they are, they can see it, as if he is right in front of him!

The old monk opened his eyelids slightly, and he looked at the invincible creature, raised his thin arm and slapped it out of the air.

The heaven and earth lost their luster in an instant.

Everything seemed to solidify, the wind stopped, and the water no longer flowed.

In a moment, the Buddha's light shone brightly, and the swastika palm was shot out, covering the sky and the sun. The chaos aura was surging as if the heaven and earth were about to be reopened.

The heavens are shaking.

The invincible creature staggered, his body exploded, and there was a terrifying howling in his mouth.

The broad chest, as big as a plain, squirmed with blood.

He was killed outside the White Horse Temple. His body finally returned to dust and soil. The halberd of his hand flew out and inserted it into the mountains and forests billions of miles away, crushing the ancient landforms.

Everyone in the world is terrified.

Everyone stood up and felt their scalp being pulled off and trembled.

The figures of gods and demons standing outside the sky and distant areas all took their eyes back at this moment.

The death of the invincible creatures made them no longer pay attention to White Horse Temple, and their figures gradually disappeared.

This battle made them understand that the old monk was still alive and not yet to reach the limit of death, and at the same time they gave up the idea of ​​staring at White Horse Temple during this period.

Until now, this war is still spreading.

During those years, Fang Xuan stood at the center of that battle and witnessed everything.

The stubborn bald head, Ji Chen, slapped a holy spirit of the ancient tribe with one hand.

"You won't want to meet Jichen, right?" Seeing Fang Xuan's expression, Mao Bai didn't know why this crazy idea emerged.

It felt that its idea was really crazy.

It just found that it was not just crazy.

Fang Xuan nodded in response.

"This is a magic weapon for Ji Chen, which I used when I was young." Fang Xuan looked at the demon-subduing pestle in his hand.

He would want to meet Jichen, but nothing else, he just wanted to meet him.

Fang Xuan has never positioned himself as a high-ranking position. He feels that he is a person, and he will cry and laugh, and will laugh at the sufferings of the world. He will do whatever he wants. He will not be ungrateful, truly free and contented.

This is Fang Xuan.

The old man was very stubborn. He would complete the things he had decided. He once received a bowl of water and returned the other person a lake. Once, he believed that he wanted to break through and sat down for fifty years, and finally broke out of his cocoon and turned into a butterfly.

And protecting the White Horse Temple was also the words he agreed to the dead master and the abbot of the White Horse Temple.

"I will protect the White Horse Temple and use all my strength."

Ji Chen is really stubborn, and the nine-headed bull is unable to pull it.

He spent five thousand years on this persistence, and he had only three thousand years of life for five thousand years.

After breaking through in White Horse Temple, I spent another two thousand years.

Now that the deadline is approaching, Fang Xuan knows that Ji Chen is going to die and there will be no chance of breakthrough again.

This stubborn guy who is obviously expected to become the fourth true Buddha in these three thousand years is about to die.

Fang Xuan rarely makes mistakes when he sees people.

It is an iron fact that remembering dust will lead to a true Buddha.

However, a promise made him sleepless in White Horse Temple and never left.

Is this the abbot’s fault?

Yes, the abbot was wrong, it was outrageous.

But from the abbot's perspective, he just wanted to protect White Horse Temple, and did not want to see the temple decline and disappear into history.

White Horse Temple has experienced too many storms and has survived every time, but this time it will fail...

"When you see this, you have to meet Ji Chen?" Yan Wu didn't understand.

What does this magic weapon have to do with Jichen?

Is it Jichen? So why did Fang Xuan meet Jichen when he saw it?

Maobai was also an accident.

This demon-subduing pestle is indeed very powerful, but it is too small compared to the Invincible Jichen. After all, this magic weapon was just used by Jichen when he was young.

It was just a magic weapon I took when I was young, and it was very unlikely to see Jichen when I took it.

"Its appearance means Ji Chen is about to die."

Fang Xuan stroked the demon-subduing pestle.

"What!"

"What?!"

Yan Wu, Mao Bai, and the cat were shocked.

They heard an incredible news, Ji Chen was going to die?

Seeing that they were puzzled, Fang Xuan smiled and explained.

"About fifty years ago, a little novice monk saw it cleaned..."

When the little novice monk cleaned the silence, he was curious when he saw Ji Chen put a demon-subduing pestle next to him.

"This is?"

"My magic weapon."

Ji Chen answered like this at that time.

"Is this your magic weapon for the abbot? But it." The little novice monk was not without eyesight. It could see that this demon-subduing pestle was not worthy of Jichen.

The Demon-Subduing Pestle is very good, but it is too small compared to Jichen, and the two do not match.

"Hehe." Ji Chen smiled, with a kind and kind smile.

"This is my magic weapon when I was young, and I walked a long way with me."

"oh."

The little shaman became more and more curious and touched her.

But he quickly lost his face and thought of something.

"The abbot must like it very much if he still keeps it... But our White Horse Temple has no future, and it will disappear with us."

The little novice monk was sad for a magic weapon.

"If one day I'm going to die, let it go out." Ji Chen responded with a smile.

"Uh-huh."

The little novice nodded and smiled a little stunned.

He thought this idea was good...

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