Fang Xuan swung his sword again, slashing at the Laughing Buddha.

The laughing Buddha dodged, but his mount did not run away and was killed instantly.

The drought sword in Fang Xuan's hand flashed with a ghostly light, it seemed to come from the netherworld, and the sword body overflowed wisps of ancient demonic energy, vicissitudes and vastness.

He once again deceived himself and killed the dragon-headed human being.

At the same time.

The magic fire on the White Horse Temple is like a spiritual intelligence, constantly devouring the blood of the big man.

"Roar!"

The snake was angry, and the dragon-headed human beings erupted......

Every big man made a move, either hitting Fang Xuan, or suppressing the White Horse Temple.

Fang Xuan alone blocked many big shots, interpreting a kind of invincibility and self-respect.

At this moment, he lowered the sword in his hand.

The big man squinted and frowned.

What is he going to do?

Fang Xuan smiled lightly, the blood of constructing a small world was enough.

"If you want relics, I'll give them to you." He glanced at the enemies, the snake, Ning Yuxuan, and the laughing Buddha......

Rumble!

A golden light rushed out from the White Horse Temple.

It was a spherical golden object, which could be held in one hand, and its appearance became peaceful in the heavens and the earth, and the evil qi and blood were all faded.

Because of it, the trembling in the hearts of all living beings faded, and together with the killing intent, they were suppressed.

"True Buddha Relic!"

The snake's eyes lit up.

All the big people, these beings who have reached the realm of monastic saints are here today for this relic, and they have been waiting for so many years, even at the cost of stopping their blood gates, for the sake of the relics left by the true Buddha before his enlightenment at this moment.

In a moment, the relics flew into the starry sky.

"The relics are mine." He let out a low voice and took the lead.

The big guys are all switching targets.

They have used their own special means to investigate, and this relic is not fake.

Rumble......

At this moment, the earth where the White Horse Temple is located trembled, the earth cracked for thousands of miles, the molten slurry erupted, and there was also groundwater gushing out and rushing thousands of feet high.

Mountains collapsed, trees fell, rivers broke.

Millions of miles of land have been uprooted, and it looks like a continent about to fly into the starry sky.

The creatures on it that were hostile to the White Horse Temple all turned into blood mist and sprinkled on this land.

And the root of all this is Fang Xuan.

"Up!"

Fang Xuan dragged the land with one hand.

Seeing this scene, the hearts of the creatures staring at this starry sky suddenly twitched.

A vast land was lifted up by Fang Xuan like this, and it was going to be taken away by him.

"Want to go?!" The laughing Buddha chapter turned into a swastika palm print.

The other bigwigs frowned.

Fang Xuan waved his sleeves and shattered the palm print on the spot, along with the killing of other big shots.

"I want to go, who can stop me." Light laughter rippled in the starry sky, echoing in the endless region.

Suddenly, the land of the White Horse Temple is getting smaller, and the small world is gradually forming.

Fang Xuan's figure was about to disappear into the sky.

"Humph!"

Dao Chen snorted lightly.

He couldn't care about Fang Xuan, not to mention whether he could delay it or not, if he stopped Fang Xuan, the relics would be more than worth the loss.

"Go on, our revenge cannot go unavenged." The four-eyed Holy Spirit roared.

The creatures of the Four-Eyed Ancient Clan all appeared, they were not as tall as the Holy Spirit, but they were still one foot tall.

They ran into the distance.

Not only them, but also other cultivators and living beings.

These creatures were ordered by the big man to chase down, and the White Horse Temple couldn't let it go.

Suddenly!

On the way down, a monk rushed out.

Each of them was single-handed, extremely fierce, shining with divine light, killing those creatures, and shooting mercilessly.

"Who are you?" The creatures were furious, they didn't expect someone to come out and stir up the situation at this time.

There were so many of these monks who suddenly ran out, hundreds or thousands, and all the more were counting, and it could be seen that none of them seemed to be very familiar.

Among them, there is even a true god-level existence in the human god realm, which is very powerful.

There are even characters in it who transcend the true gods.

"I'm incompetent, so I can only show up at this time." A true god-level existence spoke, and he shook the entire heaven and earth, killing many creatures who were about to attack the White Horse Temple between words.

"The remnants of the White Horse Temple!"

The creatures whispered, and they knew who these people were who had suddenly appeared.

It was the monk who walked out of the village group of the White Horse Temple, the strong man who walked out, these people actually appeared to stop them at this time, hateful!

"You all deserve to die."

The strong man who walked out of the White Horse Temple was roaring, he was an existence beyond the realm of human gods, his eyes were sharp and tearing the sky, and his voice was rolling like a sea of thunder in the nine heavens.

"At this time, we are sorry for the White Horse Temple."

"We're late."

"Step over us if you want to!!"

Monks continued to appear, gathering from all directions to stop the creatures who were chasing the land of the White Horse Temple, and their roars shook the mountains and rivers.

They are the people who went out of the White Horse Temple.

None of them have a deep background, they are all loose cultivators who work hard outside the home, or they have been sheltered by the White Horse Temple.

Now the White Horse Temple is in great trouble, they appeared, and some people are not well-informed about the scattered cultivation, so they can't come at the first time, and they only appear now.

There are also some that they came, but they couldn't do anything to make a move, the death of the White Horse Temple became a foregone conclusion, they rashly made a move, their lives were lost, the White Horse Temple has not survived, it is not worth it, this is why some people are telling that they are incompetent!

And now it's different.

There is hope for the White Horse Temple, and the big men are holding each other back and fighting for relics, how can they still be silent.

They are loose cultivators, they don't care about what they are retaliated against, it's a big deal to hide, and in the end, it doesn't matter if they are killed, they die as they deserve and are worthwhile.

"Die!"

The monks who go out of the village of the White Horse Temple are all desperate to resist, so that those creatures roar again and again, but also some people have a chill in their hearts, the White Horse Temple is not extinguished, and the hundred-legged insects die but do not stiffen, this is the heritage of the White Horse Temple, and it is also the good fate of the past.

In the starry sky, outside the sky.

The big guys are fighting inextricably and it's already messed up.

This vast land, hundreds of millions of miles of land, is destined to be unpeaceful today.

……

The starry sky where the White Horse Temple is located.

This battle shattered the heavens and the earth, and collapsed hundreds of millions of miles of land.

The big man fell into a frenzy and entered the starry universe.

No one knows the final outcome of this great battle, and who took the True Buddha Relic.

This battle is destined to be recorded in the annals of history and become a glorious page.

Fang Xuan's name is destined to be written in a big book.

This page of brilliant Fang Xuan's name must be highlighted and indelible.

After the war, Fang Xuan's magic power was spread wildly, setting off monstrous waves, and even vaguely overshadowed the world's curiosity about the results of the ownership of the relics.

The imperial forces, the Holy Land, the family, the ancient ancestors, etc., are not calm, they are all paying attention to this big war, even the Great Qin Dynasty, the Flying Immortal God Dynasty, and the Southern Dou God Dynasty are no exception.

Great Qin Dynasty.

In the main hall of the study of the palace.

Xia Chunqiu stopped reading in his busy schedule, and he stared at a blank piece of paper in his hand.

The paper is densely filled with things about what happened in the starry sky of the White Horse Temple, and everything is very detailed.

"Fang Xuan." Xia Chunqiu whispered and put down the secret paper in his hand.

Beside him, Tiangang stood quietly.

Tiangang's mind was different from his appearance, and he couldn't say shock.

Fang Xuan's achievements again and again made Tiangang in awe, and now he admires it from the bottom of his heart, he has thought more than once, whether Xia Chunqiu's friendship with Fang Xuan is correct, and the price is so great that it can really be rewarded?

Now he knows.

"Imperial Lord, His Royal Highness Sinan may have inadvertently saved Daqin once."

Tiangang said such a sentence with a sigh.

When Xia Chunqiu heard this, he looked at Tiangang.

The corners of his mouth lifted slightly, and he smiled.

"Yes, Sinan saved Daqin, more than once." Without Tu Sinan's aura, if he wanted to recommend Fang Xuan to him, maybe there would be no friendship between him and Fang Xuan, and there would be no cooperation between Daqin and Fang Xuan.

Tu Sinan's personality, as well as the idea of thinking about Xia Chunqiu, made him inadvertently save Daqin.

Xia Chunqiu smiled happily.

It was the first time since the Great War that he had smiled so happily and felt happy for his brother......

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