As soon as these words came out, the Buddha frowned, and Cang Yunzi and Situ Yue, who were standing beside him, had extremely ugly expressions.

The two of them had to make a move just now, if they didn't make a move, and saw the Buddha of the Burning Lamp facing such a terrible attack alone, then whether the Buddha of the Burning Lamp was dead or alive now, it was not certain.

"Buddha, I will wait for the three of us to strike together and suppress this person with the three important treasures. Situ Yue said coldly.

Cang Yunzi also said: "What Situ said is reasonable, there is no need for me to be so polite." ”

The Buddha sighed lightly: "The poor monk is unwilling to make a big move, but since the donor is unwilling to release the people of my three religions, the poor monk can only risk his life and meet with the donor." ”

As soon as he heard this, the old cadaver immediately burst out laughing: "If you want to do it, you can do it, don't talk nonsense." ”

The three of them all looked at Fang Lin, because until this moment, the old cadaver still did not appear, only the voice kept ringing.

Cang Yunzi had seen the appearance of the old cadaver before, and he also told Situ Yue and the Buddha of the lamp about the face of the old cadre.

But the old cadaver never appeared, and the three of them could only keep staring at Fang Lin.

Fang Lin himself was in the midst of a nervous breakthrough, the sensation caused by the old cadre's three shots before did not affect Fang Lin in the slightest, and they were all resolved by the old cadre's action.

Therefore, Fang Lin was very relieved, and devoted himself to the breakthrough, he believed that with the old cadaver there, no matter how fierce the fight was, it would not affect him.

"Isn't the donor showing up yet?" asked the Burning Lamp Buddha.

"It's the same for the three of you, whether you show up or not. The old cadaver said lightly.

These words are an understatement, but they reveal endless self-confidence, and they also reveal contempt for the three Buddhas who burn the lamp.

In addition to the Burning Lamp Buddha, Situ Yue and Cang Yunzi were both angry in their hearts, and their faces sank like water, even if you are profound, you dare to despise the three of them so much, you are too arrogant, right?

"Donor, it's better not to be so rebellious. The Buddha was not angry, but just said so.

The old cadaver snorted softly: "To deal with you, my weapons are enough." ”

As soon as the words fell, a red shadow roared out from Fang Lin's Nine Palace Sac, and suddenly a terrifying sword aura filled the sky, as if it could slash the sky and the earth.

This red shadow is the blood-colored long sword that has not been released for a long time, and it is also the weapon of the old cadaver Jing Chasing Dragon.

As soon as the blood-colored long sword came out, it released an extremely terrifying aura, as if the entire heavenly dome was filled with blood.

The three Buddhas of the Burning Lamp all showed solemn expressions, they were all people with full eyesight, and they had seen a lot of divine weapons that they didn't know how much, and they had also seen a lot of ancient weapons.

But this blood-colored long sword was a terrifying weapon that the three of them had never seen at all, and the sky-high sword qi that diffused alone had already made the three of them feel depressed in their hearts.

Even the qi and blood in the bodies of the three of them seemed to be affected by the blood-colored long sword, and they felt a little restless and boiling.

"What a powerful weapon!" Cang Yunzi said, just looking at the blood-colored long sword already made his eyelids jump.

"This sword has created too many killings, and it is really a weapon that should not exist in the world. The Buddha said, clasping his hands together and chanting a sin.

Situ Yuexiu frowned, and at her neck, there was a pendant, which was also an ancient treasure with extremely strong defensive power, but at this moment, this pendant was constantly flickering, and she seemed to be very afraid of the blood-colored long sword.

The blood-colored long sword was aimed at the three Burning Lamp Buddhas, and the sword body was full of blood and energy, and in an instant, it was already in front of the three of them.

The Burning Lamp Buddha did not make an immediate move, Cangyunzi pushed out with a palm first, and the black and white Pisces figure appeared, trying to block the blood-colored long sword.

But seeing that the black and white Pisces diagram collapsed instantly, Cang Yunzi's pupils shrank, and with a slight touch of his feet, his figure immediately retreated.

Situ Yueyu tapped her fingers, and the black ink flowed out, turning into an ink dragon and facing the blood-colored long sword.

The blood-colored longsword slashed at the ink dragon, and the ink dragon suddenly split into two, turning into two ink dragons, and continued to entangle with the blood-colored sword.

Situ Yue's move is very extraordinary, although the ink dragon is constantly cut off, but every time it is cut off, the number of ink dragons increases, after more than a dozen slashes, dozens of ink dragons entangled the blood-colored long sword, blocking the attack of the blood-colored long sword.

The Buddha who lit the lamp also shot at this moment, only to see him push it out with one hand, and the swastika Buddha seal appeared, heading towards Fang Lin with a bright Buddha light.

But when he saw the swastika Buddha seal flying halfway, he was defeated by a demonic aura, and he couldn't get close to Fang Lin at all.

Bang!!!

There was a loud bang, and the blood-colored long sword broke free from the many ink dragons, and all the ink dragons were slashed by the blood-colored long sword, and there was not a single one left.

Not only that, the blood-colored long sword seemed to be enraged by Situ Yue's move, and with a monstrous bloody aura, it slashed at Situ Yue.

Situ Yue was not afraid at all, there was a **** sun appearing in his left hand, and a waning moon in his right hand.

The sun and the moon alternate, and between the glory, there are many stars evolving.

The combination of the sun, the waning moon, and the stars outlines a map of the sun, moon and stars.

This picture is the extremely superior martial arts of Confucianism.

The blood-colored long sword attacked, and the sun, moon and star map clashed, and the sun, moon and star map suddenly changed, covering the entire sky, and for a time the sun and moon alternated, and the stars flowed, which made the people of the Qianguo below stunned.

This kind of vision of heaven and earth, the people of Qianguo have never seen it, and they are all stupid at this moment.

The blood-colored sword was swept into the sun, moon and stars, and seemed to be suppressed by the entire starry sky, making it difficult to break free.

"It's a powerful method, but it's a pity that it's useless against my weapon. The voice of the old cadaver rang out, with a hint of surprise.

Airplanes~

The blood-colored long sword shone brightly, and with a sudden slash, the entire starry sky collapsed, the sun fell, the waning moon shattered, and countless stars were eclipsed.

Situ Yue finally showed a look of horror in her eyes, her hand was exquisite, but she still couldn't trap the blood-colored long sword.

"Amitabha!" the Burning Buddha struck again, opening a vertical eye in front of his forehead.

Call!!!

White flames, the third vertical eye of the Buddha of the spontaneous combustion lamp, surged out, and suddenly the surroundings turned into a sea of white fire.

This is the karmic fire of Buddhism, which can burn all the yin and evil filth between heaven and earth.

The blood-colored longsword was surrounded by this white sea of fire, and it seemed that this white karmic fire also had some restraint on the blood-colored longsword, which made the blood qi on the longsword dissipate somewhat.

But such an act also angered the Scarlet Longsword.

The boundless demonic aura permeated from the blood-colored long sword, causing strange lines to emerge on the sword body.

"Boy, you have listened, the old man has never told you the name of this sword, and today I will let you know the name of this sword. The voice of the old cadaver sounded, but only Fang Lin could hear it.

"This sword is made of my own sister's flesh and blood, I regard this sword as my own sister, and the name of this sword is the name of my sister. ”

"I am Jing Chalong, my sister's name --- Jing Qinghong!" "I am Jing Chalong, my sister Jing Qinghong!"

This sword is called Qinghong.

Fang Lin's heart was shocked, he heard the voice of the old cadre, desolate and sad, with endless memories.

This was also the first time he learned the name of the blood-colored sword from the old cadaver Jing Zhulong, and also knew the name of the old cadaver sister-Jing Qinghong.

The Qinghong Sword bloomed with monstrous demonic energy, and between the blood and light, lines appeared on the sword body, and the power of this sword was really awakened by the old cadaver at this moment.

Between heaven and earth, only the Demon Saint Jing Chases the Dragon can really use this sword, and no one else, even Wu Zun.

Because this sword was forged by Jing Zhulong's sister with flesh and blood, it is connected to Jing Zhulong's own bloodline.

Although Jing Zhulong's sister Jing Qinghong is dead, she exists in another way, and this blood-colored sword is his sister.

Suddenly, the Qinghong Sword rushed out from the white flames in the sky, and the blade of the sword pointed at the Buddha of the Burning Lamp.

The Burning Lamp Buddha did not retreat, standing there as steady as a mountain, his right hand clenched into a fist, and he punched out at the Qinghong Sword.

This punch carries the wrath of the Buddha, the light of the Buddha, and the roar of the dragon and tiger.

The power of this fist can subdue the dragon and subdue the tiger and sweep the turbid waves of the world.

The Burning Lamp Buddha wanted to use this punch to suppress the Qinghong Sword.

But the Buddha didn't expect that the Qinghong Sword at this moment had regained its true power, just like when it was in the hands of the Demon Shengjing Chasing Dragon, it had killed the human race I don't know how many strong people, and it could be called the most brilliant weapon at the end of antiquity. (Nice.)

At the end of antiquity, the strong man of the human race tried to turn the tide and led the human race to counterattack the demon race, but he was beheaded by Jing Zhulong's sword.

There were dozens of Terran masters lurking in the land of the demon clan, wanting to assassinate Jing Zhulong and save the Terran and the water and fire.

Just as the Buddha himself said, this sword has caused many killings, but what the Buddha of the Burning Lamp did not expect is that the sword has created far more killings than he imagined, and almost all of the people killed are people who can be called masters of the previous generation at the end of antiquity.

If the sword of the demon dragon of the dragon family is called a magic sword, then the sword of the old cadaver Jing Zhulong is the magic sword in the real sense, because it has killed too many people and drank countless blood, and the soul under the sword is still wailing.

When the long sword struck, the Buddha of the Burning Lamp only saw a miserable mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, countless figures died tragically under the sword, blood flowed into a river, and the entire earth was shrouded in bloody gas.

Although the fist of the Burning Buddha is strong, it is the supreme martial arts of Buddhism, but the moment it comes into contact with the Qinghong Sword, the fist mark instantly collapses, and the Buddha's qi not only did not extinguish the bloody qi of the Qinghong Sword, but was completely dispersed by the bloody qi.

The Buddha was shocked, Rao is a monk like him, he has long put life and death aside, but at this moment he was also shocked by the horror of this sword, and finally understood what a terrible thing he was facing.

Without the slightest hesitation, the three Flame God Ancient Lamps flew out behind him, and the flames surged out from the three ancient lamps, turning into a monstrous sea of fire.

This is the heavenly fire released by the ancient lamp of the god of fire, which can burn all tangible things in the world, through these three ancient lamps of the god of fire, the Buddha of the lamp has defeated many strong people, and also destroyed a lot of divine weapons.

At this moment, the Buddha of the Burning Lamp wanted to use the heavenly fire in the ancient lamp of the fire god to destroy the Qinghong Sword so that the sword would not exist in the world.

"Hahahaha! My sword was born out of fire, you old monk, but you vainly tried to destroy it with fire?" The voice of the old cadaver sounded, but only Fang Lin could hear how sad and desolate the old cadre's words were.

Jing Qinghong, the sister of the old cadre, jumped into the volcano and died, turning herself into this sword, Jing Zhulong held this sword, killed the enemy, and escaped.

Then, the old cadaver escaped into the demon clan and became a generation of demon saints, and also relied on this sword to kill thousands of human races, vowing to kill the world.

Don't look at the old cadaver who seems to be an old man on weekdays, but Fang Lin knows very well that this is a real powerhouse who will end the most glorious ancient with the power of one person.

It's a little ridiculous to want to destroy the Qinghong Sword that was born out of fire.

Not only could it not destroy the Qinghong Sword, but it boosted the power of the Qinghong Sword, making the sword sharper and more powerful.

Where could the Buddha of the Burning Lamp expect this, he didn't expect that this sword would be stronger in the face of fire, so he saw the Qinghong Sword rushing out of the fire, and in an instant, it pierced the body of the Buddha of the Burning Lamp.

"Buddha !!" Seeing this scene, Cang Yunzi and Situ Yue both exclaimed in surprise, their faces full of disbelief.

The Qinghong Sword spontaneously stabbed into the chest of the Buddha of the Burning Lamp, flew out from the back, and brought out a string of blood flowers, which were absorbed by the Qinghong Sword before the blood flowers were scattered.

And the whole person of the Buddha of the Burning Lamp was also sluggish, he was already on the verge of death, and he looked very thin.

But at this moment, the Buddha of the Burning Lamp is already like skin and bones, no different from a dead person, it seems that as long as a random person pushes it, the Buddha of the Burning Lamp will fall to the ground and cannot stand up again.

The Qinghong Sword spontaneously passed through the body of the Burning Lamp Buddha, not only severely damaging the Burning Lamp Buddha, but also swallowing most of the essence blood of the Burning Lamp Buddha in an instant, making him have little vitality in his first place, and only a few traces were left at this moment.

The Buddha's face was pale and lifeless, and even the Buddha's light in his eyes was no longer available, and he had already reached the point of running out of oil and drying up the lamp.

"Buddha, don't fight anymore!" Cangyunzi said, wanting to leave with the Buddha of the Burning Lamp.

The Buddha didn't listen, looked at the sword wound on his chest, and sighed: "The poor monk finally knows which predecessor the donor is, and he can't imagine that he is fortunate enough to be able to fight with his predecessors, and the old monk is dumbfounded." ”

At this moment, the Burning Lamp Buddha already knew the identity of the old cadre, from the Qinghong Sword, from the majestic demonic aura that appeared when he shot, the Burning Lamp Buddha had already guessed.

There are many Buddhist classics, many of which are left over from ancient times, and there are naturally records about the demon saint Jing chasing the dragon.

The Buddha of the Burning Lamp was familiar with all the Buddhist classics, and naturally he had also read the record of Jing Zhulong, and he didn't think of it before, but until now, he finally thought of it.

The Burning Lamp Buddha was in a very complicated mood, and even more bitter, he didn't expect that such a terrible existence was still alive in the world.

"Old monk, you're dying. The old cadaver said lightly, although the Buddha guessed who he was, he didn't care.

"Yes, the poor monk's time is running out, although he knows that his predecessors are invincible, but the old monk still has to use his last life to fight for a future for the three sects. The Buddha said, and at this moment, his dim eyes brightened again.