Looking down at the dark golden light in his hand, Nie Chen couldn't help but feel excited, and in that light, there would occasionally be runes converging out of it, and Nie Chen, who had reached the eighth grade of the cultivator, could see at a glance that these were not the kind of runes used by Taoists, but Sanskrit, the words used by the great sage Shakyamuni.

Ren Fanchen's voice sounded beside him: "Shengang, our Tianyuan Continent calls it, and it means in Sanskrit that it is the true qi of demon subjugation. ”

Nie Chen smiled and nodded: "It's very appropriate." ”

Back in the independent space, Ren Fanchen glanced at Nie Chen with concern, and then persuaded: "You have been cultivating for four months in a row, so get a good night's sleep tonight." ”

"Okay. ”

Nie Chen slowly closed his eyes and fell asleep.

The next morning, the brilliant morning glow stained half of the sky red, and the edges of the sky were full of fiery red, and there were circles of dark blue clouds, and the rising sun struggled in the clouds, ready to complete the final jump.

In the vast desert, the huge shadows of the sand dunes cast on the ground, leaving the last shred of shade on the earth on the eve of the imminent arrival of the heat.

Ninety-nine phantoms of the word "swastika" still appear in the sky of the Dharma Cave, like a barrier, which makes people daunting.

High in the sky, two figures looming, every flicker, are dozens of miles away from the original position, two gods and Buddha-like figures, like clouds and mist, towards the Western Regions Buddha Kingdom Hongen Temple, between the hands and feet, the three mountains and five mountains are free.

The city where Hong'en Temple is located is called "Hongcheng", the city has just had a curling smoke rise, the people began their day's work, at this time, someone saw two black dots in the sky are rapidly approaching, their bodies emit a bright golden light, breaking through the barrier of the air, like a meteorite.

"Immortals, immortals!"

The people rushed from the houses to the streets, for tens of thousands of years, the people here are almost about to become slaves in the temples of the Buddha country, in their hearts, how much they hope that there will be a real immortal Buddha to come to the world, can save the people here.

Then, these two "immortals" swept in the direction of Hongen Temple.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

The majestic Hong'en Temple rang with a deafening bell, and one after another powerful breaths raised their heads and looked into the air.

As soon as Ren Fanchen and Nie Chen's figures stood at the gate of Hong'en Temple, they saw that countless monks and warriors had already laid out complex battle columns.

High in the sky, three monks in purple robes surrounded a yellow-robed monk standing in the void, the bodies of the three purple robes of monks, resounding bursts of Sanskrit sounds, as if there are thousands of Buddhas singing, the battle can be described as earth-shattering, mysterious and far-reaching!

One of the purple-robed old monks stepped on the void, his eyes were like torches, and he pointed to the two people at the gate of the temple from afar, and said loudly: "Who is coming, report your name!"

One of the middle-aged men in black put his hands behind his back and replied in a loud voice:

"Ren Fanchen!"

"King Baoxiang?!"

All the monks present were shocked, the three words of King Baoxiang have a special meaning in the Buddha Kingdom of the Western Regions, the first person in the Tianyuan Continent, the powerhouse of the Creation God Realm, and the founder and guardian of the Buddha Kingdom.

The purple-robed monk's figure was also shocked, and then said in a louder voice:

"Nonsense! King Baoxiang, his old man has already gone west, you must be a fake, the monks of Hong'en Temple, open the demon subduing array, and kill this demon!"

Nie Chen glanced at Ren Fanchen sympathetically, but just happened to meet the other party's gaze, Ren Fanchen smiled bitterly and said, "These people are handed over to me, you go to find Fa Ming." ”

Nie Chen raised his head and glanced at the four figures in the sky, and the person in the yellow monk's robe at the head was none other than Fa Ming!

Nie Chen's figure flashed, appearing at a height of thousands of meters, a hundred feet away from the four monks.

"Fa Ming, get out!"

Nie Chen shouted violently, with a fierce momentum and a rolling voice.

When the monks on the ground heard this, they all looked up at the sky, but they saw that the white-robed man who was about fifty years old was only facing Fa Ming, the abbot of Hong'en Temple, with a brilliant golden light flashing on his body, majestic and majestic, which made people dare not force their eyes!

In the Hongen Temple, Ren Fanchen had already unfolded his vast divine sense, and a terrifying spiritual power permeated out, and the martial artists who had cultivated below the Yuanzun realm were weak at the moment, and they fell to the ground one after another.

In the Hong'en Temple, two purple-robed monks came out, looking at Ren Fanchen angrily, and one of them shouted: "Everyone guards the sea of consciousness and lays down the enchantment." ”

Suddenly, a huge Yuan Force barrier appeared between the monks of Hong'en Temple and Ren Fanchen, enveloping the entire Hong'en Temple, Ren Fanchen's breath was unabated, and the terrifying soul pressure rolled in, and the monks struggled to support it.

The Yuan Force Enchantment gathered the Yuan Force of thousands of warriors in the temple, but because the area covered was too large, the monks of Hong'en Temple were extremely difficult to support, and it was so simple to block Ren Fanchen's Divine Soul Attack?

However, Hong'en Temple was in an advantage in terms of numbers after all, and the two purple-robed monks were both peak powerhouses in the Yuan Sheng Realm, so the pressure on Ren Fanchen's side was not small, and he had to release the power of the divine soul continuously, and the two sides suddenly fell into a tug-of-war.

All of them were preoccupied, and they had no energy to pay attention to the battle in the sky.

At this time, in the high sky, Fa Ming, who was in a yellow monk's robe, took a step forward, stood in the void and pointed at Nie Chen: "Who are you? Why are you the enemy of my Hong'en Temple?"

Nie Chen stretched out his hand and wiped it on his face, and suddenly a young man in his twenties appeared in front of the four of them, Fa Ming and an old monk in a purple robe behind him gasped at the same time, and said in a lost voice:

"Nie Chen?!"

Nie Chen stood in the air, the Yuan Force on his body fluctuated and drummed, his robe hunted and hunted, with the momentum of thunder, and he pointed at Fa Ming: "Hand over the Ten Thousand Ancient Swords and Demon Spirit Fragments, and I will leave you a whole corpse!"

Fa Ming was still in shock, and after a while, he was surprised: "You, how can your strength improve so quickly?!"

"Humph!"

Nie Chen let out a cold snort: "It's all thanks to you!"

Then, Nie Chen's body turned into a streamer and shot towards Fa Ming.

Fa Ming didn't dare to hold it up, a burst of Sanskrit sound suddenly resounded through the heavens and the earth, countless Buddha lights converged from all directions, and Fa Ming's body suddenly became a whole body of bronzing, as if it was pouring gold:

"My Buddha Golden Body!"

A powerful aura was released from Fa Ming's body, and a sky suddenly formed in Nie Chen's hand, and the sky was full of purple light, lightning and thunder.

"Boom!"

The sky slammed into Fa Ming's body, but it didn't hurt him, and Nie Chen was shocked by the huge shock and retreated dozens of steps, able to stabilize his body.

"Humph!"

Fa Ming showed a sneer in the golden light, extremely satisfied with his defensive martial art.

At this moment, the two purple-robed monks behind Fa Ming suddenly burst out and flew in the direction of Nie Chen:

"Protect the abbot!"

Nie Chen swept away these two purple robed monks, both of whom were in the realm of the five grades of the Yuan Sage, and the Yuan Force on their bodies was terrifying and vast, with the momentum of ten thousand jun, and they attacked madly.

(End of chapter)