The Pure Land of the Western Desert is silent, and the swallows and birds are silent.

Everyone looked at the sky, but they were still unfulfilled.

Lingshan was stormed, all the Buddhas died, Sakyamuni entered the world in response to the disaster, and the imperial weapon subduing demons and pestle left without knowing where to go.

Each of these sects is quite unreal.

puff!

Ye Chen also vomited blood, and his hard ancient holy body also bent down, his steps were staggering, and he almost fell into the sky.

His whole body was much darker, and his golden blood became weaker. His pair of divine eyes became turbid and looked even older. He was already old.

After a series of bloody battles, the power of the Holy Bone was exhausted by him, and he no longer had the power of the quasi-imperial power or the fighting power of the Bajue.

However, even so, everyone's eyes were still in awe, and no one dared to offend his majesty.

"The reputation of the ancient holy body is all created." The old quasi-emperor whispered, his eyes full of stunning.

"Kill the demons." The Buddhas in Lingshan shouted angrily, and rushed to kill with the power of sentient beings, trying to slaughter Ye Chen to prove the Dharma.

Ye Chen was indifferent, his expression was turbulent, and there was a teleportation domain gate behind him, dragging him in and turning around and disappearing.

The Buddhas shouted, and there was a more harsh look in the Buddha's eyes.

Their Buddha's heart is no longer quiet, and the Buddha's light is restless, and he also has a tendency to enter the world in response to the disaster.

"The Lingshan Mountain was lifted up, the Buddhas were slaughtered, and Shakyamuni was criticized to enter the world, and even the imperial weapon and demon-subduing pestle left. Now this scene should be an excellent irony." Looking at the Buddhas, some people sighed and said.

"To protect one person, I was fighting so tragically. This kind of compassion is really not worth it." Too many people sighed.

"I counted on my fingers and found that Fengxian was indeed a disaster." The old geniuses began to silly again.

However, no one refuted the words of the old charlatans.

If you count it down, no one who was bewitched by the Fengxianer seemed to have a good ending.

Such as the gods of the immortal clan, such as her followers, such as Zhiyang, and the Lingshan Mountain in such a moment.

They were all very miserable, and those who were caught were caught, those who were criticized, and those who were exterminated were exterminated.

It is called "The Shui of the Shui" and Feng Xian'er deserves it.

"The good show is over." The old quasi-emperor turned around first, carried his hands back, and walked to Xutian step by step, humming a little tune all the way, as if it was very enjoyable.

"Let's go." The spectators scattered everywhere, and before leaving, they would look back at Lingshan and the Buddhas all over the sky.

As we walked far away, with sighs and tongue, the trip to Ximo was indeed in vain, and the drama was very exciting.

The news here soon spread throughout Xuanhuang.

Ye Chen became famous in one battle. In order to capture one person, he fought onto the Buddha, threw down the Lingshan Mountain, slaughtered all the Buddhas, and even left the imperial weapon and demon-subduing pestle.

"It really corresponds to the truth: the holy body is lively, and the movement is greater and more frequent."

"From Xuanhuang, from Xuanhuang Star Sea to the current Ximo Lingshan, everything has done shocking things. Every legend of his will be a myth, passed down from generation to generation."

"The power of the holy bone is gone, and most people will still be eyeing Ye Chen." Some people pondered and worried inexplicably.

"It's just that he has caused too many enemies, and who doesn't want to kill him." Too many people sighed.

The night is ushered in amid the long-lasting discussion.

At the foot of the Tianshan Mountain, there were constant figures, and most of them were squatting on the top of the mountain with their hands in their arms. Their cultivation was not high and they were scattered.

These people looked around, as if they were waiting for something.

"I said, will the Holy Body really come to the Zhutian Mountain?" Someone scratched his ears and was a little impatient.

"Listen to me, I'll definitely come." A young man with a sharp mouth and a monkey cheek said confidently, "I have caught so many people but didn't kill them. Isn't it just to stay here to kill?"

"If you say that, there's nothing wrong with that."

"Here, the holy body is really here." As soon as the young man finished speaking, he heard someone pointing at a party and screamed.

Ye Chen did come and landed at the foot of Zhutian Mountain.

There is still blood here, but it has not dried up. It is all the blood of the reincarnated people, sprinkled here, not from their hometown.

"I brought them." Ye Chen looked at Zhutianshan, as if he was looking at familiar faces.

He waved his hand and released nearly 10,000 people, Zhiyang Taoist, Fengxian, the Immortal God Son, Tiancan, the Burial God Son, the Nirvana God Body, and their followers.

"The Phoenix Immortals are all Phoenix Immortals, and she bewitched us." Nearly 10,000 people roared and roared as soon as they were released, and they all knelt on the ground, their eyes were terrified and blood was covered in blood, making people tremble.

"Then go down and settle with her." Ye Chen raised his sword of killing, his majestic words were cold and cold, the sky was misty, the sound of the silence, the sound of the silence, the silence was silent and the silence was silent.

"The sea of ​​suffering is boundless, and turning back is the shore." Before Ye Chen's sword fell, he heard the thick sound of Buddha's voice sound slowly.

This Buddhist voice was not passed down from other places, but from Ye Chen's divine sea, like the Hong Zhong Da Lu, solemn and peaceful.

Ye Chen's divine sea was buzzing, almost collapsed, staggered, and almost fell down, his head was so painful that it was about to explode.

Looking at his divine sea, there was a golden Buddha sitting on it, with a solemn appearance, and a dazzling Buddha's eyes, vast and boundless.

"Big Sun Tathagata." Ye Chen roared and recognized who it was at a glance. He was the body of the Big Sun Tathagata's thoughts.

Taixu Ancient Long said back then that once he practiced this Buddhist mantra, he would be targeted and would sooner or later he would have a break with the Buddha.

Now, after more than two hundred years, the Buddha's body has finally manifested itself. Just because of the Great Sun Tathagata's world-cleaning mantra, he has formed a cause and effect with the Buddha.

Om, ma, ni, ba, mi, hum...

The Buddha recited the body of the Great Sun Tathagata's world-purification mantra. The Buddha's voice was majestic, and its magic power was unstoppable.

Um...!

The sword in Ye Chen's hand fell, penetrated the ground diagonally, hugged the old man Cang, and roared in pain.

The Buddha was too strong to remember that he wanted to use the mantra of Pure World to save him.

In just a moment, his whole body was wiped out, and in just a moment, his firm mind became confused.

"What... what's the situation." The monks around Zhutian Mountain were scratching their heads, and they were also stunned.

Not only were they stunned, the immortal god son, Fengxian and others were also stunned, not knowing what happened to Ye Chen.

"Put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the spot." This Buddhist voice resounded without limit, with the power of salvation.

"Even if I put down the butcher's knife, I will definitely not become a Buddha." Ye Chen roared, which was a roar from his soul.

Why....!

With only a sigh, the golden Buddha flew out of Ye Chen's divine sea, went straight into the sky, and sat in the sky.

It became huge and became a golden Buddha, like a mountain and a mountain, with Buddha light and thousands of ways, solemn and majestic.

It is simply too dazzling, with wisps of Buddha shining everywhere, and the dark sky is bright because of its existence.

Its Buddha's eyes are quiet, with compassion and peace. Countless scriptures evolve into it, containing the supreme Buddhist teachings.

"Then...what is that?" The monks from all directions all looked up and stared at the golden Buddha in a daze.

"Buddha?" The god son of the immortal clan, Fengxian and others also saw it, and they all roared wildly, "Buddha saves me."

"My Buddha is merciful, Amitabha." The Buddha spoke in his mind, and the Buddha's voice echoed above the nine heavens.

With a sound, Ye Chen was pressed down with pressure.

"I don't need your mercy." Ye Chen roared, his eyes were red and covered with bloodshots. On his forehead, blue veins were exposed, and madness and madness coexisted.

Unyieldingly, he stood up with pressure, and his bent body was straight.

He pulled out the quasi-emperor sword inserted obliquely on the ground, waved it hard during shaking, and slashed at the enemies all over the ground.

puff!

A sword fell, and the adults turned into blood mist of silence.

However, he also paid a heavy price for this, and more than one of his holy bones was crushed by the pressure.

kill!

He roared and roared, dragging his blood body, holding the blood sword, staggering step by step, and slashing wildly.

Every time I swing my sword, there are many people who are killed.

Every time he swung his sword, his holy body would crack a little, stained with blood, and he would be a one-blooded person.

"The Buddha saved me. The Buddha saved me." Ye Chen was roaring, and the immortal god son, Fengxian and others were also roaring, hoping that the Buddha could help them escape from the sea of ​​suffering.

"Kill." Ye Chen was no longer in human form, his consciousness was confused, his eyes were covered in blood and tears, his vision was blurred, he took a bloody footprint every step, and there was a bloody road behind him.

The sword fell, and blood pooled, and blood stained the mountains of heaven.

Many great sects of gods and the princes of many great sects died in this moment, becoming the dust of history.

"I am a Buddha, merciful." The Buddha sighed lightly, raised his bright Buddha's palm, and covered it with a cover.

It was a golden hand covering the sky, covered with Buddhist scriptures, and a golden swastika in its palm.

The Buddha's palm seemed to destroy the world, the heaven and earth shivered, lost their color, fell all the way, time solidified, the universe was turned upside down, and the void collapsed inch by inch.

"You can't kill me, I'm a junior of Phoenix, she's kind to you." Below, Fengxian was whispering, full of horror, just because Ye Chen had dragged the bloody holy body to kill her and raised the killing sword.
To be continued...