Taiyin immediately refused: "If my senior brother lends us the Da Luo Buddha umbrella, he will have nightmares, and the sun and I will let the devil come." ”

"Senior Brother Puzhao, we have lost our nightmare and our cultivation. Now we are almost unstable in the kingdom of God. "The sun is cold.

What they say is the truth. The monks could not refute the sun and the sun's method of cultivation. They know yes.

"I have one thing that can help the two young samurai brothers quickly restore their upbringing without compromising their foundation. If you're lucky, you can't rely on nightmare cultivation anymore. "Keep your profile low. He's asking for help now.

Taiyin and Sun don't speak, and their faces have no expression. They were waiting for General Zhao's next words. General Yi took out two black boxes from the storage table: "This is what Senior Brother Zhao prepared for you." ”

"I want to wait until you're well before giving it to you. "Hand the two boxes to the two Taiyin people and add a sentence.

They opened the box. After a while, a magical breath appeared. The monks' eyebrows furrowed. They practice orthodox Buddhism, and whether it is good or bad, they naturally hate evil spirits. Taiyin and Sun were very happy and thanked the general for the light: "Thank you, senior brother. We will show the arrival of the devil. How long we can support it depends on providence. ”

After saying that, the two of them left, flew into the air and flew to the city gate. It happened to encounter four powerful Path Stars. Behind them, there were more than a hundred divine realm monks.

"Uh, are you here to stop us?" Qing Lingzi looked at the two empty monks with his eyes, surprised. When the former monk saw them, he ran away.

"It's you. Taiyin sniffed the air and looked at the stars, "You killed the nightmare." ”

Lu Xingchen's face was a mess. He hadn't seen anyone. He just wanted to refute Lu Xingchen and suddenly saw the sun hugging the monkey. He felt familiar. He felt its breath carefully and remembered it.

"It was the monk who broke his oath and punished them. "That monkey is a monster, Jiang Yuan and others want to kill people through the cracks in space after telling the secret of Buddhism.

When the enemy meets, especially the eyes are red, the sun and the sun are tanned together in pitch black, but the heart is still beating, and three or two times eat. In an instant, the evil spirit rolled over them, with wings on their backs, long tails on their thighs, and horns on their heads.

The monkey was carried away by two people, and Lu Xingchen's four people quietly watched them change without disturbing.

After transformation, the realm of the two monks became the perfect realm of Emperor Tian'a. They roared, each spitting out a bead, one half-moon and the other round. The beads collided with each other and even formed a dark sword. Taiyin and Sun hold the hilt of their swords and slam into the void!

When the bloody river overflowed their feet, all the monks smelled a fresh fragrance. At the same time, an ethereal voice sounded in their ears: "It's not true, it's just a nightmare." Go to sleep. When you wake up, all the disasters will be gone. Nianhua City will be restored to its original state. ”

Hearing the magic of this voice, the monk who had been cultivating underground nodded: "Yes, it's just a dream. Wake up. Nianhua City is the blissful world of Buddhism. ”

A young monk sank into the river of blood, and at first, he slowly practiced in the realm of the gods, and the monks below the realm of the gods all sank into the river of blood. There was no way for the monks of Shen Junjing to participate in the war, and there was no way to be affected by the river of blood.

They want to ask for help out of an instinct to survive. But it was a tide of blood that rushed to the bottom of the river and did not gush out.

By the time people found out about the existence of the river of blood in the air fighting, the river of blood had already filled the entire lake. It turned out that the blue water of the lake was stained with the blood of the city, and a few monks insisted on dyeing it.

When Pu Yi found out about this situation, he was shocked and suddenly felt that something was wrong. He looked at the river of blood carefully and said, "This is the river of blood of the Shura." Damn, the Shura people lied. They didn't attack, but they cooperated with you. ”

The last few sentences, generally speaking, looked at Lu Xingchen and said that there was endless hatred in his eyes.

Lu Xingchen did not deny it. He smiled and said, "Those who know about current affairs are Junjie." The Buddha wanted to kill our mountain and sea world, but at the same time, he also wanted to hurt the Shura. Unless the Shura is an idiot, it is impossible to continue working with you. Isn't it right to count others in turn?"

Pu Yi snorted coldly. He didn't plan to fight with Lu Xingchen. He turned around, intending to bring the man down to save the living disciples. How could Lu Xingchen and the others let him do whatever he wanted? He was crazy and wanted to stop him. He is not afraid to die like a puppet. For a time, the battlefield was even more stalemate. No one can leave.

Watching the rest of the disciples walk into the river of blood one by one, Pu Yi's heart ached. The monks who remained, especially the younger ones, were Buddha statues they collected from all over the world, which were perfect for practicing Buddhism. And so they turned into blood!

Lu Xingchen didn't want to talk to him. He swallowed a pill, recovered slightly, and looked at the river of blood in front of him, which was mixed with many severed limbs and broken arms.

It was the river of blood in hell that made the ghosts feel the treasure that could kill the monk in the melting heaven. The monks did not tell him the specifics. They only say that it is used to deal with devotion to the Buddha, which requires the flesh and blood sacrifices of many monks.

For this. Lu Xingchen didn't feel it. As long as he doesn't deal with himself, he doesn't care. Suddenly, a figure appeared next to Lu Xing, with a beautiful face and a magic robe. That was the incarnation of Qing Lingzi. It is a free-standing corpse made of magic wood. Used to stir up discord. It was also used to spread rumors that low-ranking monks would distrust Buddhism.

When the Buddha took them. All the culprits of the refusal, the monks of the Divine Realm, were stunned one by one when they saw the people around Lu Xingchen, and then scolded him angrily.

It was good that the Shura family buried spies among them, but they all turned them into devout believers. I didn't expect a fish to slip through the net. Damn it.

Qing Lingzi recalled the magic wood, and did not remove the secret technique, but just used his vitality to warm the magic wood a little. It's its treasure. When other avatars are destroyed, his eyebrows do not wrinkle. Only Shenmu Green Spirit Son has a few. If he ruined one, he would definitely die of heartache.

Wen Dali raised it for a while. Qing Lingzi almost recovered. He left the magic wood behind. He roared, turned into a green dragon, and joined the battlefield. He killed a monk three or two times.

After a while, Lu Xingchen regained most of his strength and rushed out to fight. Two of them joined. The battlefield began to tilt in an instant. His puppets are not afraid of death. In addition, when Qing Lingzi was born, he specially chose the five spiritual trees of metal, wood, water, fire, and earth, which cooperated with each other and could play a leading role.

As you can see, some of the monks who have not been brainwashed have a false image. Saya wants to run away. They have their own ways of avoiding being brainwashed. Now all the Buddha statues are going to be destroyed. Aren't they for what? Are they buried?

Seeing that the thirty-five monks of the Holy Kingdom were about to run away, he sneered and said, "You can easily leave at a critical moment!"

Then he shouted to the sun and the sun.

According to Jiang Yuan's information, Lu Xingchen knew the place where Buddha Azu hid treasures and the location of various treasures. Similarly, the scouts of the Shura family, who were buried in the Buddha, told them the location. Of course, there are some deviations.

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