Chapter 1390: Killing the Monk

In the dark night, in the barren mountains and mountains, the white-haired demon killed the monk in green clothes, and before the demon made a move, the monk had fallen into a pool of blood.

A powerful demon, every time he kills a monk, the stronger the demonic nature in his body, the stronger the strength.

In a few months, ninety-nine monks in Tsing Yi died under the sword of the demon, and the blood of the Buddha was sprinkled all over the territory of the Buddha realm.

In the mountains and forests, the girl who was trying to expose the storyteller's lies looked at the scene ahead, and her legs were so frightened that she couldn't move.

The Buddha turned into ghosts, but someone killed the Buddha and let the ghosts go?

The girl didn't recognize the white-haired man in front of her as a demon, the demon had disappeared from the world for too long, and ordinary people couldn't recognize it at all.

Ning Chen saw the girl, ignored it, and walked away.

The girl came back to her senses, and at this moment, I don't know where the courage and strength came from, trotted to follow.

Ning Chen went down the mountain, and the girl also went down the mountain, a hundred steps away, the girl quietly followed behind her, and she didn't dare to breathe.

In the east, the sky was getting brighter, and in front of the small city, Ning Chen walked forward without any stop, and entered the small city.

On the streets of the small town, the plain-clothed and white-haired demon strode forward, and pedestrians subconsciously avoided it, reluctant to approach.

Although the common people didn't know demons, the cold aura emanating from Ning Chen's body made people subconsciously reluctant to get too close.

In the rear, the girl followed with a sneaky appearance, which attracted attention.

"Ah Ling, what are you doing?"

On the street, a woman asked.

When the girl heard this, she looked startled, hurriedly pulled the woman over, and whispered, "Aunt Xiang, you be quiet." ”

The woman looked at the girl in front of her with a puzzled expression, and said, "What are you doing mysteriously?"

"I'll tell you later. ”

The girl said a word, and hurriedly followed.

In the city, wanted notices are all over every corner of the town, but the faces of the criminals on the wanted notices are blurred.

Not only the small town, but also the entire Western Buddhist world is a wanted demon, no one has ever seen its true face, and on the wanted notices, there is only a blood-red font, which repeats the evil of the demon.

The girl followed, her heart becoming more and more shocked.

Could it be that the demon wanted on the wanted notice is the white-haired man in front of him?

In the small city, the sky suddenly gradually darkened, the sky, dark clouds gathered, and the cold rain fell.

The rain in late autumn is very cold, falling on the body, making people chill.

Ning Chen walked in the cold rain, letting the rain wet his plain clothes, and his expression was indifferent.

Behind, the girl was drenched in rain and shivered from the cold.

At this time, at the end of the town, a monk dressed in green clothes walked forward, and the bowl in his hand shone with golden light, which was otherworldly.

"Amitabha!"

The monk in green clothes stepped forward to block the front, chanting the Buddha's name, looking at the white-haired demon in front of him, and he did not hide the murderous intent around him.

Ning Chen stopped, looked at the Tsing Yi monk in front of him, and said calmly, "Kill?"

"Demons are in trouble, and the Buddha can't tolerate it!"

In the hands of the monk in green clothes, the golden bowl flew up, and the Buddha's light was flourishing, enveloping the white-haired demon in front of him.

The holy Buddha light continued to erode the demonic qi around the demon, and the Buddha and the demon restrained each other, and the powerful shock wave violently unfolded.

However, an astonishing scene occurred, the white-haired demon bathed in the light of the Buddha, but he was unharmed, the surrounding demonic qi was surging, and a magic sword stained with Buddha's blood manifested out.

The next moment, the demon held the sword, his body moved, and the sky and earth darkened.

The sword of the Buddha was dyed vermilion, and the throat of the monk in Tsing Yi appeared, and the blood spurted out, staining the streets of the ancient city red.

"Amitabha!"

At this moment, above the sky, the golden light was in full bloom, and countless Brahma rains fell from the sky, and the Brahma rain fell to the ground, and the golden lotus bloomed and dazzling.

In the flying head of the monk in Tsing Yi, the shadow of the Buddha appeared, and the solemn Buddha appearance was shocking.

"Young people. ”

The Buddha Shadow spoke, calmly.

"Buddha!"

In the rain, the black in Ning Chen's eyes receded, the demon pattern in his eyebrows disappeared, and he saluted respectfully.

"What made you change to this point, your killing, I who are far away in the Buddha Mountain of Sumeru, can clearly perceive it. The Buddha sighed softly.

"The world is greedy, the monks are unkind, and there is a difference between knowing that fate is a human or a demon?" Ning Chen looked at the Buddha from the West in front of him and said calmly.

"Why do you say that?" asked the Buddha.

"In the Western Buddha Realm, why are there so many unjust souls and undead souls, doesn't the Buddha really know?" Ning Chen said lightly.

The Buddha of the West was silent for a long time, and then a Buddha called and said, "The things of the world, the people of the world will solve them, young man, you have transcended mortals, and it is just a thought to be a god and a Buddha, why should you fall into a demon." ”

"Knowing his fate is just a mortal. ”

Ning Chen said calmly, "It was in the past, and it will not change in the future, as for the fall in the mouth of the Buddha, I will not argue, I will kill these monks in Tsing Yi for one day, if the Buddha realm wants to stop it, just come." ”

When the words fell, Ning Chen's body was surrounded by demonic energy, his eyes turned black, and the demonic patterns on his eyebrows appeared.

"Providence!"

The Buddha sighed lightly, the illusory Buddha body bloomed, and the Buddha's palm flipped and pressed down.

The Western Buddha of the five strongest beings in the divine realm made a move, and suddenly, over the ancient city, the dark clouds dispersed, and the golden light illuminated the world.

Under the golden light, the magic sword in Ning Chen's hand crossed, and a demonic flame rose up, and thousands of demons rose out of the ground, blocking the Buddha's palm.

"Boom!"

The palm of the Buddha fell, the demon collapsed accordingly, and the moment the golden light fell, Ning Chen's body was surrounded by phoenix fire, blocking the light of the Buddha in the sky.

"Buddha, you can't kill me before you really come. ”

Ning Chen said lightly, waved his sword to disperse the golden light in the sky, and then walked forward.

In the void, in the dissipating golden light, the Buddha sighed lightly and said, "Young man, let go of the slaughter and become a Buddha on the ground." ”

As soon as the words fell, the light of the Buddha in the sky dissipated and disappeared completely.

The light of the Buddha dissipated, and the figure of the monk in Tsing Yi fell into a pool of blood, and there was no sound.

In the rear, Ah Ling, who witnessed this scene, was shocked, and the Buddha couldn't stop this person.

In front of the West City Gate, Ning Chen walked over, crossed the ancient city, and left without any nostalgia.

After a hundred steps, Ah Ling Ghost made the god to follow, and although he was a little afraid in his heart, he still followed.

Just when Ning Chen was traveling westward, in the east of the divine realm, three dragon corpses pulled the immortal sedan chair past, and around the immortal sedan chair, the ghost aura was pervasive, and the coercion was amazing.

In the eastern sky, the majestic Divine Court sits, a powerful force like the ancient immortal realm, which lasts forever.

At the highest point of the Divine Court, a huge dragon throne rises and falls, and in front of the dragon throne, the Lord of the Divine Court sits on it, and the vast purple qi around his body is surging, covering his face.

"Boom!"

At this moment, outside the West Heavenly Gate, the dragon corpse drove past with a fairy sedan chair, did not dodge or dodge, directly crashed into the Heavenly Gate outside the Divine Court, and continued to rush towards the west.

The gate of heaven was destroyed, and in the divine court, the gods felt it, and their faces were shocked at the same time.

Someone has broken into the Divine Court!

In front of the dragon throne, the Lord of the Divine Court stood up, looked at the West Heavenly Gate, and his expression was cold.

"Stop it!" the Lord of the Divine Court commanded.

"Yes!"

In the divine court, one god general after another took the order and set off towards the West Heavenly Gate.

Chapter 1391: Yan Jun

In the east of the Divine Realm, the majestic and magnificent Divine Court was floating in the sky, and on this day, the immortal corpse parade appeared out of thin air and directly hit the West Heavenly Gate of the Divine Court.

In the Divine Realm, in front of the Dragon Throne, the Lord of the Divine Court noticed it and ordered the capture of the immortal corpse.

Thousands of gods will dispatch and chase them outside the West Heavenly Gate and surround the parade of immortal corpses.

In front of the gods, a god court warrior with a three-pointed and two-edged gun walked out, staring at the fairy sedan chair in front of him, and his eyes flashed with condensation.

This kind of coercion is not an ordinary strong person.

"Grab it!"

The Qing Jian warrior opened his mouth and said coldly.

At the sound of an order, thousands of gods will pass by, and the powerful aura will cause the wind and clouds to change color.

"If you commit the following crimes, you should be punished!"

I saw that at this moment, in the fairy sedan chair, the ghost spirit was great, a woman in a red wedding dress walked out, Emperor Yan's divine sword was in hand, and with a simple wave, all the gods who were close to the gods were all shocked and flew out.

The blood sprinkled all over the sky is dazzling, and the underworld Yan Jun has reappeared, and he has a sword.

Behind, the face of the thousand gods changed, and his body paused.

The Qing Jian warrior looked at the woman in the red wedding dress in front of him, his expression was slightly gloomy, and he stepped forward with a step.

The three-pointed two-edged spear slashed head-on, sinking like a mountain, the Qingjian general, one of the strongest generals in the Oriental Divine Court, was the first to appear in the world.

With a single shot, the Divine Realm Void was directly split, a huge black cavity appeared, and the air flow was surging.

In front of the immortal sedan chair, Yan Jun of the underworld waved his sword to meet it, and with a bang, the two divine soldiers handed over, the qi waves rolled, and the ferocity spread out.

"Stand down. ”

In a confrontation, the left palm of the underworld Yan Jun tilted towards the yuan, and the extremely powerful ghost power gathered, and the god general in front of him was shocked back.

A hundred zhang away, Qingjian God stopped his figure, and at the corner of his mouth, a trace of blood slipped silently.

With just one move, the invincible Qingjian Divine General of the Eastern Divine Court was actually injured.

"Difu Yan Jun, come to the Divine Court in person, and you are far away. ”

The words fell, and in the void, the purple dragon qi was mighty, and then the divine light in the sky gathered, and a worldly figure walked out, looked at the woman in front of him, and spoke.

"Lord of the Divine Court. ”

The corners of Difu Yan Jun's mouth flashed with coldness, and he said lightly.

"Destroy my Divine Court Heavenly Gate for no reason, Yan Jun, shouldn't you give me an explanation?" said the Lord of the Divine Court calmly.

"When did this world have a master, why don't I know. Difu Yan Jun sneered.

"Yan Jun's words, can I regard them as a provocation?" said the Lord of the Divine Court, in a cold tone.

"What you think has nothing to do with me, please get out of the way. ”

The ghost aura around Yan Jun of the underworld has risen again, and the murderous intent is fully revealed, Dao.

"What if I say no!" said the Lord of the Divine Court strongly.

"Then let's kill each other. ”

The underworld Yan Jun didn't say anything more, Emperor Yan turned around, the purple light was dazzling, and the incomparably powerful emperor swept the nine heavens and ten earths.

Ten thousand years later, the underworld Yan Jun returned to the divine realm and faced the lord of the divine court strongly.

The atmosphere was deadlocked, and the divine power around the Lord of the Divine Court was surging, and after a long time, his breath converged, and he stepped forward to make way for him.

"Since Yan Jun is in a hurry to borrow the Dao, then please go first. The Lord of the Divine Court regained his composure and said.

Ahead, Difu Yan Jun's eyes narrowed slightly, waved his hand to put away Emperor Yan, turned around and walked into the immortal sedan chair.

The next moment, the three dragon corpses pulled the sedan chair away and disappeared to the west.

At the same time, in the west of the divine realm, the plain-clothed and white-haired demon traveled all the way west, with one hand, dyed with the blood of the Buddha.

Karma increases, but the demon body is getting stronger and stronger, and the karmic fire burns the body, refining the strongest demon body.

Killing monks and becoming demons is a forbidden method that only exists in legends, and no one has ever really done it since ancient times.

For every 10,000 monks who have attained the Buddha's Dharma and killed one person, there will be a powerful karmic fire to help the demon cultivator burn and practice the demon body, slaughter 10,000 Buddhas, and the demon body will be completed.

In all parts of the Buddhist world, more and more monks in Tsing Yi have died, and with the sharp decrease in the number of monks in Tsing Yi who subdue demons and subdue demons, in the Western Buddhist world, demons and monsters are rampant, and they can be seen everywhere.

In the Buddha realm, among many famous mountains and rivers, and in the big temples, there are constantly disciples coming out, and each of them has at least the strength of the fourth realm, walking in the world, subduing demons and eliminating demons.

At the same time, on the Mount of Sumeru, a Bodhisattva walked down the Buddha.

The Bodhisattva in white, with a face indistinguishable from men and women, holding a white jade bottle, has a powerful breath, and is not inferior to several noble Buddhas in Foshan.

Cihang Bodhisattva, the first Bodhisattva in Foshan, is indisputable, and no one dares to underestimate his strength.

It is rumored that the Cihang Bodhisattva in Foshan has already cultivated the fifth realm, even if he is compared to the five strongest people in the divine realm, he is not too reckless.

More than ten months later, in front of a big temple, Ning Chen stopped, looking at the big temple in front of him that was full of blood, and frowned slightly.

In the big temple, all the monks have died, and all the wounds are in the throat, and the throat is sealed with a sword.

"Amitabha!"

At this time, in the rear, a Buddha horn sounded, and the Bodhisattva in white walked forward, with golden brilliance and amazing Buddha nature under his feet.

"Indiscriminate killing of innocent people, the crime is unforgivable, please follow me back to Foshan to receive the punishment." ”

Cihang Bodhisattva spoke, and his tone could not be refused.

Ning Chen turned around and looked at the Buddha Realm Bodhisattva in front of him, his expression slightly condensed.

What a powerful Fowei!

This person made him feel like he was facing the Lord of the West Buddha.

In front of the big temple, Cihang Bodhisattva stopped, looking at the big temple in front of him with a river of blood, even if the Bodhisattva was heartfelt, at this moment, it was difficult to hide his anger.

"Are these people all killed by Your Excellency?" said Cihang Bodhisattva in a deep voice.

"It's not. ”

Ning Chen said lightly.

Cihang Bodhisattva's eyes swept over the tragic situation in the big temple, restrained his mind, did not want to waste his tongue, twisted his fingers, and the Buddha's light spread boundlessly.

The coercion of the fifth realm is as majestic as a stormy wave, and when the air waves pass, the heavens and the earth are instantly discolored.

Seeing this, Ning Chen's figure retreated instantly, and the phoenix was extremely fast, avoiding the former's edge.

Cihang Bodhisattva's expression did not change, and the surrounding Buddha light continued to spread, following reluctantly.

The Dharma is boundless, the Buddha realm is boundless, and in a few breaths, Ning Chen's figure has swept thousands of miles away, but he still can't escape the boundary of the Dharma.

In the world of Buddhism, Cihang Bodhisattva walked forward, and he was still far away in the sky, and in an instant, he was already a hundred steps away.

The race of speed, when the boundless power of Buddhism was opened by Cihang Bodhisattva, Zhifu could no longer have an advantage.

An unprecedented opponent, an unprecedented crisis, the powerhouse of the fifth realm personally took action to capture the demon of the Buddha slaughter.

In the world of Buddhism, Ning Chen's body, Buddha power and demonic energy collided violently, and Buddha and demons restrained each other, constantly consuming each other.

Ahead, Cihang Bodhisattva is getting closer and closer, supreme cultivation, suppressing all resistance.

"Finally, please go back to Foshan with me to confess your guilt. Cihang Bodhisattva opened his mouth and said lightly.

"No way. ”

Ning Chen calmly responded, his body full of demonic energy surging, blocking the Buddha power surging from all directions.

"Stubborn!"

Cihang Bodhisattva's expression was cold, no longer persuading, the Dharma finger was lightly twisted, and in the dazzling Buddha light, a drop of water flew out of the white jade bottle, and in an instant, it turned into a monstrous wave and fell from the sky.