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Ye Chen did not say anything about the risky and provocative gaze.

But the ground beneath his feet buzzed and cracked.

Then, a thousand-foot stone tablet protruded out of the ground and penetrated into Tianxiao, which was condensed by Yan Fei.

And he stepped on the stone tablet and stood quietly.

Looking at the stone tablet, there were bloody people with a spear, all of whom were disheveled.

Needless to mention Jinwu and Kunpeng, all of them were caught.

The picture is bloody, and the blood flowing out of the Jinwu Kunpeng and the others is dyed red and bloody in their eyes.

"At least there are thousands of people, and any one of them is a genius, but they are nailed to the stone tablet like this." The monks from all sides sighed, and were frightened.

"Retribution, retribution in the world." No one was merciful and unscrupulous in killing, and now he was retribution.

"Phoenix Immortals are all Phoenix Immortals, she bewitched us." Many princes and sons nailed to the stone tablet were roaring wildly, with fear in their eyes.

"What a bunch of waste." Fengxian glanced at it, and a smile appeared in her compassionate expression.

"Phoenix Immortal, you are all you harming me." The roar shook the sky, and the golden crow Kunpeng and others quickly dissipated.

When life and death are dead, they regret more. They shouldn't provoke Ye Chen, and hate Fengxian to drag them into the water, which even caused this bloody killing disaster.

However, there is no medicine for regret in this world. The evils you have committed will eventually be repaid and will be paid for your own life.

The screams were annihilated at some time. Nearly a thousand princes and gods died, and the death was extremely miserable, with blood and bones dripping.

They are also considered brothers and brothers. In the past, they collectively harmed Ye Chen, but today they are also collectively rushing to the underworld.

"Fengxian, it's all you need." Ye Chen's tone was calm, he looked at the top of Lingshan and stared at Fengxian.

"I have entered Buddhism and devoted myself to practicing Buddhism. If I don't ask about the world, donor, please come back!" Fengxian performed a Buddhist ritual, and her eyes were filled with compassion, giving her a little more of her acting skills that was gradually getting better.

Her words made the monks from all directions amused.

After hearing what you said, we almost believed it. We entered Buddhism and did not fear blushing when we said this.

What a situation today? How many relatives have you harmed Ye Chen? Just say that you will think about it after entering Buddhism?

"Princess Phoenix Clan, today is really eye-opening." Kui Niu laughed furiously, and the bull was so angry.

"I have decided to wait until I catch her and fight until I die." Dadi Wu Xiong said hatred, full of tyranny.

"I'm the one." The little monkey emperor was flying with golden eyes and flames, and his murderous intent towards Fengxian could not be curbed.

"These are two beasts, stay away from them." The witch god son consciously stood up to the side.

Compared to them, the monks in the Heavenly Court were much quieter and were waiting for Ye Chen's order. With just one word from him, forty million monks would attack together.

The smell of gunpowder instantly ignited to the extreme, and the murderous intent of the heavenly court had already made the world ice.

However, at this moment, a sigh suddenly sounded.

Under the gaze of everyone, a Buddha transformed in front of Lingshan, and his whole body was filled with Buddha light. Every thread was dazzling, as if the Buddha had returned to the world.

That man, if you look closely, isn’t it Shaka?

His appearance made the monks from all directions stunned.

A hundred years ago, Shaka was criticized by Ye Chen and entered the world.

Unexpectedly, a hundred years later, Sakyamuni returned to his position.

Unfortunately, nowadays, Shaka has no quasi-emperor cultivation, and is only a quasi-saint level.

"Honor, don't be fine." Ye Chen said lightly, his expressionless, as if he had known this scene.

"Even after a hundred years, the donor can't let go of his hatred." Sakyamuni spoke, and the voice of the Buddha resounded all over the world.

"The same is true for seniors. Even after a hundred years, I still have to protect her. We are obsessed with each other. We are the same kind of people."

"My Buddha is merciful. Saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda."

"You are the one who is obsessed with the Buddha because of me. After years of life, can you get this kind of insight from the seniors who entered the world to practice?" Ye Chen looked at Sakyamuni quietly, his eyes were plain, and his words became even more plain, "What you call compassion, which disturbs others' cause and effect, is the Buddha's karma."

"Whether you are obsessed with or karma, I will never allow you to disturb the pure Buddhist land again." Sakyamuni said.

"The Venerable's distracting thoughts have not been eliminated, so how can the saying of tranquility come from?" Ye Chen pulled out the Zhengming Killing Sword and pointed at Lingshan from afar.

This is the order to start the attack, no further words are needed.

His sword fell, and tens of thousands of attacking magic arrays in the heavenly court revived collectively, and the power of the divine destruction flew, sweeping out the light of the formation.

The monks in the Heavenly Court also moved together, either with magical powers and secret techniques, or with magical instrument array diagrams, and Ling Tian suppressed Lingshan.

Sakyamuni sighed again, and the Buddha's body turned into an illusion. He returned to Lingshan, sat cross-legged in Lingshan, and recited the Great Compassion Mantra.

The attacks fell in time and hit the golden Buddha who was guarding the Lingshan Mountain, but did not shake the golden Buddha at all.

The spectators from all directions were surprised that the alliance of 40 million monks could not shake the Golden Buddha, and how domineering the Lingshan barrier was.

"His, mom." Xie Yun cursed, holding his hands in the sky.

The same is true for the 40 million monks in the Heavenly Court. They opened their hands and five fingers towards the sky. With a thought, they mobilized the origin.

Seeing this, Sifang could see at a glance what the Heavenly Court was going to do, and to condense the sun to destroy the formation.

In the past, the Heavenly Court used this method to break the seal of Wuzhishan. Now we have to use the same trick again to make Lingshan again.

Soon, the sky and the earth became dark again, and the sun condensed above the ethereal sky was dazzling and dazzling.

"Fight." After Xie Yun's voice, the bright sun shone and the sky fell. The domineering power of silence collapsed all the way. The world was still, and the universe was also turned upside down.

However, the picture of the imaginary golden Buddha being blasted away did not appear, and the Buddhist guardian barrier was not damaged at all.

In other words, there is a supreme existence that blocks the sun.

That supreme existence is the Buddhist imperial weapon, demon-suppressing pestle, with the interweaving pressure, dancing with the power of thought, and the powerful imperial power.

"Imperial weapon and demon-subduing pestle." The monks from all directions were shocked.

Amid the horror, the demon-subduing pestle buzzed, and the emperor's power was almost revived, destroying the sun, and the whole thing disappeared invisible.

The monks in the Heavenly Court vomited blood collectively and suffered a terrifying backlash.

Although their attacks are strong, they are enough to match the imperial soldiers' attack.

However, in front of the real imperial weapon, the sun seemed to be a decoration, and the defense of the imperial weapon could not be broken.

"Come again." Xie Yun roared, wanting to sacrifice his life span.

"There are 40 million cultivators in the Great Chu, but if you don't believe it, you won't be able to open it." The monks in the Heavenly Court all roared, their eyes were blood red, and their eyes were covered in blood, and they all went crazy.

"Stop." Ye Chen spoke and stopped the attack.

"Stop the battle, the Great Chu Heavenly Court is not afraid of a battle."

"Let's go." Ye Chen's words were sonorous, and he immediately turned around, stepped on the cloud of immortal fire, and exited the sky.

That is the weapon of the Supreme Emperor, even if there are 40 million monks, it will never be broken. This is the innate limitation.

What's more, the power of the emperor's magic weapon is to destroy the world. Once Maoling Mountain is provoked, one blow can sweep ten million, and it is not impossible to wipe out the entire army.

You know, they are not in the fairy mountain of Heavenly Court, and there is no defensive barrier. If the emperor weapon strikes a blow, no one can withstand it, nor can they withstand it.

He is the Holy Lord of Heaven and knows it is very powerful.

It’s just that he had made a serious mistake. The imperial weapon, Demon-Suppressing Pestle, which flew away a hundred years ago, flew back again.

If he had known this, he would not have issued an order to siege Lingshan, which would have been like letting the Heavenly Court die.

"Leave quickly." Seeing the army of heaven hesitating, Ye Chen shouted, perhaps because he used too much force, shaking his heart veins, and a mouthful of blood was spurted out.

Seeing this, the monks in the Heavenly Court frowned and hurriedly retreated.

"Kill! Kill!" Seeing the monks in the Heavenly Court retreat, Fengxian, who was on the top of the Spirit Mountain, gritted her teeth and did not dare to speak out for fear of losing her compassionate expression.

She had known that the return of the Supreme Emperor's weapon in Lingshan would have been, otherwise she would not have hid here. Now the opportunity is rare. If the emperor's weapon takes action, the Heavenly Court of Great Chu will be destroyed.

But her inner call did not touch the imperial weapon and the demon-subduing pestle, so she almost took action to urge the imperial weapon.

Buddhism is still compassionate. Although it let go of Heaven, it brought the weapons of the Great Emperor to disturb others' cause and effect.

The Heavenly Court retreated and passed through the sky, with a very fast speed.

Ye Chen's physical condition was extremely poor, his face was pale and bloodless, and there were still wisps of blood flowing from the corners of his mouth.

At the moment of leaving, he did not forget to look back at Lingshan, and his eyes fell on Fengxian.

He failed again, but it was not the end result.

If the Heavenly Court cannot fight against the imperial weapon, it does not mean that the Great Chu cannot fight against it. When the Great Chu returns, it will definitely be liquidated again.
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