The Holy Son Temple did not fall in the wind and rain, no matter how powerful the aura outside was, the Holy Child Temple still exuded a faint golden light.

If the temple of the Holy Son does not fall, the Buddha gate will not fall.

Lu Feng was already a hundred meters away from the Holy Son Temple, and the light there made him jealous, but obviously, someone didn't want him to leave so easily.

He was standing in front of a somewhat humble temple, four hundred and eighty temples, and there were many small temples, so it was not surprising that the Arhats among them were most likely only in the Bigu Realm, or even lower.

The temple is the Temple of Years, the mottled walls are covered with moss, and the monks inside have gone to take refuge, and even the Arhats are not near here.

So at this moment, it has become a battlefield.

Zhuang Yang, Shi Wanwan, Qiu Hou and Monk Shi Yuan stood in front of him.

"Guys, what does this mean?" Lu Feng sneered.

Monk Shi Yuan's face was solemn, he was a leader of the Buddhist generation, and he was more qualified to speak here: "I'm sorry Brother Lu, we can't let you leave until we make it clear whether you are a demon or not." ”

"The Buddha wants to imprison me?"

"No, Buddhism will not wronged a good person, but if you are a demon, then let you leave, our sin will be great. ”

Qiu Hou smiled: "Brother Lu, it's actually not troublesome, this is the Buddha Gate, the battle will end soon, and when the time comes, under the witness of many abbots, it will be good to verify it a little." ”

"Yes, Brother Lu. Shi Wanwan also looked at Lu Feng, there have been too many changes today, but to be honest, everyone is a human race, so naturally they can't let the demon leave, even if he has a conflict with Qiu Hou, he has to fight against Lu Feng together at this moment.

Lu Feng frowned, he knew that he couldn't leave today.

It's just that this time, no matter how you look at it, Mo Daochang has no chance of winning.

Everyone knows that this is the Buddha Gate, and there is the Holy Son Temple, and if the Holy Son Temple cannot be destroyed, the Buddha Gate will be unbreakable.

However, who can destroy the Temple of the Holy Son?

"I hope Mo Daochang has a way. Lu Feng raised a smile and tightened the sword in his hand.

There was a sudden explosion in the sky, and two huge dark clouds suddenly collided together, the thunder was furious, the heavens and the earth were churning, and a large amount of water vapor was steaming upwards, constantly rotating, so that the clouds became thicker and thicker, like a black and white haze pressing on people's hearts.

Thunder raged, wind and clouds surged, the weather was suddenly cold, and heavy snow fell in the vast sky.

The clash of forces in the Disillusionment Realm has been able to change the climate of an area for a short period of time.

In the small alley of bluestone slabs, on the eaves of the Temple of the Years, the wall carved with Buddhist scriptures did not take long to add a light white.

Snowflakes, icy cold.

Looking at Lu Feng's action of drawing his sword, Zhuang Yang on the side couldn't help laughing: "Brother Lu, it seems that you still want to go, the more you want to go, the more weak your heart is, even if you are not a demon, you also have the blood of the demon clan flowing in your body." ”

"As for drawing the sword...... Do you think it's really good to use a sword in front of a Sword Sect disciple?"

Zhuang Yang didn't make a move.

He thought it was strange, why were the demon son and the holy son equal?

Why?

He is the Holy Son, the Holy Son on the earth, and Lu Feng, the demon son, if he is just a demon on the earth, then what?

The demon race on the earth is far inferior to humans.

This is not a fateful duel at all, just an ordinary battle, of course, he did not despise Lu Feng, no matter what, the other party is the one who can kill Ling Nian.

It's just that this is in the mountains, and he has reached the Iron Bone Realm.

Monk Shi Yuan stepped forward, the big black Buddha beads in his palm, and his calloused fingers rotated one by one.

The beads passed through his index finger.

Then a white steed galloped out.

This is the galloping of ten thousand horses of Buddhism, and the white horses condensed by the Buddhist scriptures seem to come to life, each one, and the feathers on the body seem to be intertwined by the heavens.

Every time the beads in his hand turned, a white horse appeared.

The horses' hooves fall to the ground, splashing layers of snow mist, they are graceful and beautiful, calm and unhurried.

In just a moment, in front of Lu Feng, there were twenty white horses.

The so-called galloping of ten thousand horses, even if it is the true muscle realm, is difficult to use, I am afraid that only when it reaches the realm of creation can this trick be thoroughly displayed.

One of the true meanings of Buddhism.

The strong aura made Zhuang Yangdu frown slightly, and being able to call him the first person in Buddhism was absolutely extraordinary.

The snow is getting heavier.

Lu Feng opened his eyes and looked at each other through the gentle snowflakes, which were still white.

White horse is too clean.

"Brother Lu, if nothing else, I also want to fight against you, with your strength, I will not die under this move. ”

Monk Shi Yuan said seriously, although he was in the Iron Bone Realm, he knew that Lu Feng was not an ordinary Spirit Realm.

And indeed, Lu Feng has actually been able to break through to the iron bone, but there has always been something, so he delayed it.

And now, in full view of everyone, he can't break through, because he won't have a thunderstorm.

Anything that is different will attract attention.

He's alternative enough.

Qiu Hou and the others were also looking forward to it, regardless of whether the other party was a demon or not, Lu Feng's achievements outside the mountain alone were enough to make them excited.

As Monk Shi Yuan's words fell, the white horse galloped towards Lu Feng.

The alley was quiet, but the horse's hooves sounded, but it became quiet.

The wind and snow are blowing head-on in the direction of Lu Feng.

More than twenty white horses, exuding a hazy brilliance, came along the wind and snow.

Because it's fast, so