The long-lost sunlight shines through the clouds and spreads to the earth. The warm and comfortable feeling once again spreads all over the world.

The ethnic groups are no longer fighting each other, but fall into a short-term peace, and the tense atmosphere is greatly resolved.

But, the price behind this? Is it the beginning of the war or the eve of the storm!

Some people are worried and lament that the troubled times are about to arise and they don’t know where to go!

Some people are drunk and want to completely fall into the world they are outlined and don’t want to wake up!

Some people are also excited and want to become a hero in the troubled times that will come to an end and lay an opportunity for becoming a saint and becoming an ancestor!

All kinds of sentient beings in the world!

At this moment, the sky was very lively, with figures everywhere, like a rainbow breaking through the sky, and the grand occasion was unprecedented.

Among them, there are those who are on colorful auspicious clouds; there are those who are on flying swords; there are those who are ascetics sitting upright on the backs of fairy birds; and there are even some who are driving huge warships.

These monks have a strong aura and don’t talk to each other. Even if they have occasional communication, they just nodded slightly!

Their goals are the same, and it is the Buddhist "Xiao Ximi Mountain" where the Buddha and demons make a fight!

Not far ahead, there is a group of heroes of human race. They are extraordinary in shape, vigorous in spirit, and have a sense of ethereal and outspoken feeling.

They either stood quietly or sat upright on the yellow crane, rushing on the way.

The yellow crane under the tower was huge, like a fairy bird, with yellow light all over its body, dazzling and dazzling. It roared towards the sky, and its wings flapped, and its speed was dozens of miles away, reaching its extreme speed.

"Senior brother, do you think the love knife will be there this time?" A young woman spoke on Huang He's back, with stars emerging in her eyes. She rubbed her two white and tender hands nervously, with some longing.

"It should be, but it may not be necessary!" The man who was called to his senior brother replied. His words were vague and had an uncertain meaning.

The woman didn't care about her senior brother's answer. She sat aside and smiled happily. Then, she folded her hands together, prayed, and muttered something in a low voice.

Seeing this, everyone's foreheads were covered with black lines, shaking their heads, a little amused and crying.

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"Senior sister, why are you sighing all the time? Are you missing home?" In the Taoist temple, the little girl, a seven or eight-year-old, held her chin with her hands, twisted her little head, and blinked her clear big eyes and asked!

A woman turned around, her eyelashes blinked, she smiled sweetly, touched the little girl's head, and then a graceful voice came from her mouth. "The teacher is not homesick, but just sighing, why are we born in this chaotic world?"

"What is a chaotic world?" the little girl asked, saying that she didn't understand. She was too young and too simple, just like a piece of white paper!

The woman smiled and exhaled like a storm. "If the senior sister bought you a little clay man, but was snatched away by Xiao An next door, and then the senior sister beat Xiao An and snatched him back to you, this would be called a troubled time." Her words were a bit childish, but it was easy to understand. It was enough for the little girl in front of her!

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In a daze, before I knew it, it was the time of sunset again, the grass and trees were gilded, and at the end of the sky, the red sun set, and was waving and saying goodbye!

Red clouds are falling by!

This night.

It is destined to be calm.

The Buddhist resident, Xiaoximi Mountain.

At this time, it was extremely lively, and the strong men of all races arrived one after another. They came with the gimmick of watching the battle and helping the battle.

In fact, no ghost knows what these people are thinking!

They were divided into two factions and were fighting each other.

"The old Buddhist monk has a great cultivation level. A Sutra of the Heart of Demons can suppress demons and evil spirits." The man in the human race showed the light of Yucheng and said, "He has great confidence in the Buddhist clan, and he will stand in line early to support the Buddhist clan!

"The three demon clans, coming with strong force, will surely be prepared. I bet they will win." Someone shouted in the demon clan, his voice loudly, like a thunder thunder, which made people's ears hurt.

The demon clan and the Buddha clan are already incompatible, and they have been fighting each other for more than a thousand years. At this time, there is no doubt that they support the demon clan!

"In this battle, the Buddha will win. Let those three people who are not human and demonic, go to hell." A man yelled and excitedly said. He rolled up his sleeves and rushed out to fight with the big monster.

Suddenly, a pair of powerful arms emerged behind him and pulled him away!

This is a man full of black hair. He is burly, with a burst of muscles and a strong buffalo.

He bared his white teeth and persuaded him, "Brother, don't be impulsive. If you rush out like this, you will be beaten to death. Look at the group of people opposite him, your eyes are red." His voice was like thunder, and he woke up the impulsive man in front of him in an instant!

With his neck shrank, the man looked closely and was almost scared to death. The monsters in front of him were filled with blood, his muscles bulging, his bloody mouth was wide open, and he was rubbing his hands, looking like he was trying to eat people.

The most scary thing is that they are discussing braised or steamed.

The man wiped his sweat, nodded and bowed, wanting to thank his savior. He said, "Brother, you saved my life just now. I don't thank you for your kindness. I have kept this thing privately, and I'll give you half of it. How about it?" After the man finished speaking, he looked around carefully, and then took out a colorful booklet from his arms. He arched his chin at the black-haired man, raised his eyebrows, and showed that the man knew what he knew.

The black-haired man took it and stuffed the things into the storage space. He smiled evilly.

The man was a little dazed when he saw this, and then he asked, "Brother, you look like you laugh..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw the black-haired man stretching out his hands, no, it should be said to be a hoof, a bit like a cow's hoof.

Kuang Kuangkuang, his big black hooves, knocked on the man's head.

In just an instant, he smashed five or six times!

The man was stunned, his head hurts violently, as if he was torn apart. His blood and blood surging, his eyes turned black and he almost fell to the ground.

This was so painful that it was unbearable. He wanted to yell, swear, and curse.

He hugged his head with both hands, trying to fight the black-haired man in front of him. The strong man in the late stage of concentration was actually attacked, and he was attacked by someone he had just regarded as a brother.

It was so annoying that his chest was beating violently and his lungs were bulging, and he was angry!

The man clenched his fists with both hands and wanted to fight with the person who attacked him.

Kuang Kuangkuang….

At this moment, the black-haired man appeared in shape, a black bison spirit, and a great demon in the concentrating stage!

It kicked the ground with its hind legs and its front hooves quickly fell down. This time, it was even more ruthless and gave him more than a dozen strokes.

The man was blinded, his eyes turned white, like a dead fish, his body shaking, it was obvious that he could not stand.

"Fuck, I'm still holding on." The bison spirit cursed.

Kuang Kuang, the old wild bison gave him two more hooves, and while smashing them, he cursed, "I'll give you a fucking help to the Buddhist clan, this is what I'll reward you."

Finally, the man couldn't hold on anymore and was stunned. His eyelids struggled, getting heavier and heavier, as if he had hung a weight!

Kuang, the old bison repaired another hoof.

It was so difficult for him. He was obviously about to fall to the ground, but the old bison actually came again!

Finally, the man fell to the ground and fainted, lying there like a dead person.

The bison spirit flashed and ran to the opposite side. It was the demon clan camp.
Chapter completed!