Chapter 677: Phantom of the Battlefield 40

Hou Qi shook the long sword in his hand, and as soon as the situation was wrong, he would strike.

The blue general is also ready to make a move.

Only Lu Qingliu's face was very unpleasant, his fists in his cuffs were clenched, and his green muscles were bulging, but he tried his best to restrain himself.

Sou......

A blue light rushed out, turning into a monk in green clothes and standing aside.

After looking around, his eyes finally fixed on Lu Qingliu, and after a short period of looking at each other, Yang Chen smiled slightly, and Lu Qingliu seemed to be a little overwhelmed and saluted respectfully.

"Lord...... People!"

"Huh, master!"

When Hou Qi and the blue generals heard this, they were shocked in their hearts, Brother Jindan, who did they worship him as their master?

Call......

The wind blows the earth, the blood is unabated, and the night is especially silent at this moment.

Everyone was guessing Yang Chen's identity, but Yang Chen didn't care about this, his divine sense spread out, looked at the mountains of corpses, and slowly spoke.

"They are all men on the battlefield, but they suffer from hopeless disasters!

With a long sigh, he spoke again.

"No matter what the cause of the war is, these 200,000 heroic souls died at the hands of the demons, sad!"

Half of the dead and wounded, both sides suffered more than 100,000 casualties, this is a big feud, it is impossible for both sides to stop, but at this time, Yang Chen's words were also heard by most people, for ordinary soldiers, they don't know what the demon clan is, but it must be related to the previous incident.

"Your Excellency, can you tell me what is happening next?"

Hou Qi wanted to find out, so he spoke.

Yang Chen hugged his fists, the legendary figure in front of him did give people a feeling of being unkind, but when he opened his mouth, he felt the kind of humility in his tone!

"Back to the general, the demon cultivators below have been dealt with, don't worry!"

Yang Chen respects such people very much, so he is also more polite.

"Oh?"

Hou Qi was a little surprised, some thought that it was hidden, and the demon cultivation was not so easy to deal with, not to mention, it was not a fluke to be in that big array and kill the demon clan without dying.

"It's not my blue one, it's a pity ......"

As soon as a trace of killing intent rose in the blue general's heart, Yang Chen noticed it, looked at him and smiled slightly, the moment the blue general looked at him, his heart was slightly startled, and he felt like he wanted to be seen through.

"Hehehe...... With the foundation building, he was able to kill the demon clan so easily, the young man was really extraordinary!

The important thing is to remind others. A demon clan Houqi only injured him, but Yang Chen killed so many below, presumably he had a big secret.

The listener had his own conjectures, but Yang Chen didn't even reply, and directly chose to ignore it, which made the general a little annoyed.

A cold snort did not attack.

"Cause and effect cycle, I Yang Chen don't owe you!"

This was said abruptly, no one knew what was going on, and Yang Chen looked around at the corpses everywhere and slowly sat cross-legged.

"Qingliu, protect the Dharma for me!"

"Yes, master!"

He knew that his performance just now might make Yang Chen unhappy, so he was quite positive at this time.

I don't understand what Yang Chen wants to do, but he knows that he is obedient.

Under everyone's doubts, Yang Chen clasped his fists, closed his eyes, and between his lips, the Sanskrit sound sounded softly!

"Huh?"

Is this excess?

Yang Chen bathed in the remnants of these countless soldiers and obtained huge benefits, but at this time, the resentment here was too deep, so he went overboard, but it was cause and effect.

He had never done this before, and he didn't know how to do it, he just wanted to use what he had learned to surpass them.

"Trick up!"

The blue general sneered, and then ordered!

"Hold on!"

They did not clean up the battlefield, and when Hou Qi saw this, he immediately signaled the soldiers to retreat and rest immediately, because after the great battle, the soldiers were tired, and if they did not rest in time, when the war resumed, the consequences would be serious.

They didn't have time to clean up the bones of their comrades, so they had to retreat in a hurry.

Only Lu Qingliu, who was close at hand, could faintly hear the Sanskrit sound, but he didn't understand what sutra Yang Chen was reciting.

He didn't understand the point of doing so, but he didn't interrupt.

Gradually, Yang Chen seemed to have forgotten that he was transcending, his mind was accessible, and he was unconsciously immersed in the Dharma and escaped into the ethereal realm.

At this time, Lu Qingliu frowned and stared at Yang Chen.

It was clear that there was only Yang Chen, but he seemed to hear the voices of several people.

At this time, Yang Chen's body shimmered, and a faint orange light added a bit of holiness to him.

"Huh?"

Sensing the change in the aura behind him, Hou Qi suddenly looked back, and a soft light wave rushed towards him.

A kind of peace strikes me. The bloodshed of the battlefield seems to have been washed away again, and the feeling of depression on the battlefield is gradually fading.

The Sanskrit sound gradually resounded throughout the battlefield, and the peaceful light was like the sun in the night sky, shining on the earth.

It seems that tens of thousands of monks are praying for blessings and chanting, and the momentum is so loud, and above the scene, a light green glow like fireflies gradually appeared, floating over the scene for a long time.

Within a radius of more than ten miles, it was as bright as day at this time, and at the light source, Yang Chen's figure could no longer be seen clearly.

Boom...... Boom...... Boom......

Like the melodious sound of the bell, it came out from afar, after the breeze, the dreamlike fireflies flew to the sky, watching the fireflies disappear, watching all these soldiers, all hurting their minds, perhaps, one of the fireflies, is the comrade around him.

Everything revives, a ray of morning light, through the darkness, and scatters it onto the earth.

The Sanskrit sound disappeared, and Yang Chen also disappeared from everyone's eyes.

Hou Qi looked into the distance, carefully put away the "March Book" in his hand, and turned to look at the army behind him.

"Let the brothers be buried in peace!"