The Buddha's light is invincible, and the magic light moves forward.

The Tibetan warrior monk's brows tightened, and suddenly, his eyes suddenly opened, and a gleam of light shot out of his eyes.

The eyes of the lotus flower also opened suddenly at this moment, and a touch of essence light shot into the Buddha's light, and in an instant, the Buddha's light was great.

Bang!

Two rays of essence light burst out, and the magic light began to churn violently at this moment, and the Rakshasa Golem sank slightly, wanting to devour these two rays of essence light, but found that this essence light was extremely bright, and it was as immobile as a mountain in the Buddha's light.

"King Kong is angry! Putuo Temple, it is really unfathomable!" the demon monk sighed deeply, "Huaxia Buddhism, wonderful!"

After sighing, the demon monk smiled instead.

The next moment, he took a step forward, and the Rakshasa Golem behind him condensed to the size of him in a few breaths, and in a few steps, it merged into his body.

Strange Sanskrit characters slowly appeared on his body, his hair continued to grow, not only that, but his hair also glowed with vermilion, and his eyes shone with blue light, like a living rakshasa. The skull wand in his hand shook, instantly shattering the two streams of light into fragments in the sky, and even the vast Buddha light was almost annihilated.

The demon monk held his wand, walked forward slowly, and laughed wildly: "What can the Buddha do?

He held a wand and rushed into the Buddha's light, and every time he waved his wand, his face turned pale, but she still showed compassion, and the lotus arhat behind her moved forward brazenly.

The nine-ring wand shook with the skeletal wand in the hands of the Rakshasa monk in the Buddha's light.

Rumble!

The sound of thunder resounded throughout this world, and the demon monk's blue eyes turned a trace of red at this moment, and his body suddenly took a step forward, facing the tall Buddha statue, he still swung a blow forward.

In the next moment, a trace of blood spilled from the corner of the Tibetan warrior monk's mouth, and a crack appeared in the nine-ring wand, and then the crack spread to the entire Buddha statue.

The Buddha statue shattered, turning into a flood of Buddha light and vanishing.

At this moment, the six innate grandmasters overseas suddenly realized that this was not a battle they could participate in at all.

This is a battle between a great grandmaster and an innate powerhouse whose strength is comparable to that of a great grandmaster, if they enter it brazenly, I am afraid that they will be killed on the spot at any time.

At this moment, the demon monk had already rushed in front of the Tibetan warrior monk, and the magic wand in his hand was red, and a terrifying soul dementoring secret power shrouded the Tibetan feelings.

Suddenly, the demon monk's expression changed suddenly, his body seemed to have been hit hard, and a slender palm appeared on the demon monk's chest, and at this moment, unconsciously, his eyes had turned bloody.

"The Buddha said, crossing others and crossing oneself, the Buddha's light shines. ”

"King Kong is angry, but he is incarnated as Shura, and the Buddha's heart is still there, but the Buddha and demons coexist!"

The scarlet mysterious lines began to spread from the eyes of the Tibetan warrior monk.

"How dare you fall into the Shura Dao?" the demon monk's eyes were a little stunned, and a trace of disbelief flashed on his face.

Falling into the path of Shura, there is no chance with the Buddha in this life, a lifetime for Shura, and a life for Shura!

How dare she?

The demon monk's eyes began to flash a trace of fear, Shura Dao is domineering and resolute, if the heart is unstable, it will inevitably only turn into a killing machine, the power of Shura is different from the power of Buddha, it is almost the opposite power, even the power of the Rakshasa he cultivates, he does not dare to confront it.

The demon monk was furious, and he knew that if he didn't kill him again, he was afraid that the six innate grandmasters present and he would all die in Huangquan. The next moment, the demonic qi came out of his body, turning into a dragon, hovering in the air, and finally rushing into the skeleton wand.

What he wants to do now is to take advantage of the fact that the Buddha power in his whole body has not been fully transformed into the power of Shura, and directly kill Zangqing, if not, his life is in danger.

"Do it with all your might, you must kill her!" the demon monk snorted with a hideous face.

The other six powerhouses also felt the momentum of the Tibetan warrior monks, and immediately burst out.

At this moment, the Tibetan warrior monk revealed a strange feeling, her hands turned into fists, no longer performing Buddhism, and around her body, a layer of dark red secret power was diffused.

This is the Angry Eye Shura!

King Kong's angry eyes are not as good as this angry Shura, this Shura palm is endless, and the power is even stronger to the extreme.

Rumble!

In one move, the screams of an overseas grandmaster powerhouse rang out, and the Tibetan warrior monk's expression was indifferent, without sorrow or joy, and a palm probed into the chest of the innate grandmaster, crushing his heart, and blood dripped down her arm to the ground.

At this moment, she was even more terrifying than the demon monk, and the killing intent all over her body frightened Han Danian and the three of them into a pale face.

Shura Dao, between the two paths of Buddha and Demon, it seems like a Buddha but not a Buddha, and it seems like a demon but not a demon.

Under the joint efforts of the seven powerhouses, the robe of the Tibetan warrior monk was torn to a corner, and several deep wounds appeared on his back, from which the red blood continued to flow, but the Tibetan Qing seemed to feel the pain in his steps, his expression was indifferent, and he continued to shoot.

On the edge of the battle in the distance, a figure quietly moved.

"It's time!"

Mu Yang knew very well that if he was allowed to fight any longer, he would probably die as a Tibetan warrior monk. After all, the three Han Danian behind her had no power to fight back in the face of such a strong person, almost she single-handedly picked up the seven strong people, even if she was willing to enter the Shura Dao, the power of Shura would eventually run out.

He smiled faintly, the jade pendant on his waist groaned softly, turned into a seven-foot long sword and fell into his hand, Mu Yang stepped on it suddenly, and his figure exceeded the speed of sound, and appeared behind a Goryeo prefecture-level powerhouse in an instant.

The sword light flashed, and a sword mark that was a meter long appeared on the ground.

A trace of blood appeared on the neck of the prefecture-level powerhouse, and the next moment, the head was sprayed into the air with blood rising into the sky.

This scene shocked the remaining five overseas grandmasters and left Muyang one after another.

This teenager who has been watching the battle from a distance can be so strong?

Mu Yang held the Taichu Sword in his hand and stood indifferently, "You have been suppressing cultivation and not entering the Great Grandmaster, and now you are willing to fall into the Shura Dao, and the power of the Buddha has been transformed into the power of Shura five or six out of ten, and you have not entered the Great Grandmaster at this moment, when will you enter?"

Mu Yang's voice came from everyone, and it was extremely calm, but for the Tibetan warrior monk who was full of good and evil, it was like a thunderbolt that destroyed the world, making her heart resolute.

The next moment, she no longer cared about those overseas grandmasters, and sat cross-legged, hanging in the air.

"Yes, rotten wood can be carved!"

Then, Mu Yang slowly turned to look at the remaining five innate sect master powerhouses, as well as the great grandmaster demon monk, the primordial sword in his hand trembled slightly, and the sword roared like thunder.

Facing the six overseas grandmaster powerhouses alone, the clothes were still light and breezy, which made the faces of the six powerhouses change suddenly.

"Is that Huaxia's ancient swordsmanship, which is comparable to the Buddha's sword cultivation?"

A trace of horror flashed in the demon monk's pupils, and his gaze slowly fell on the Taichu Sword in Mu Yang's hand.

The faces of the other five overseas innate grandmasters gradually became solemn.

They could all feel it at this moment, and the strength of this teenager was extraordinary. One person and one sword stood majestically, and there was no power overflowing around them, but a touch of horror involuntarily rose in their hearts.

It's like ...... Face a Grand Master!