A brutal slaughter that exterminated the entire plane is continuing to ferment, countless lives are in misery, the immortal mountain is gradually losing its original color, death is coming to the earth, everything will surely wither, and a scene of annihilation.

Next to a low-rise abandoned building, a man in a green shirt bent down slightly, stretched out his hand to probe the nostrils of a dried corpse, he was like a walker walking in hell, once he felt that there was still a trace of breath, he immediately came to the rescue. But along the way, he only barely exchanged the lives of less than a few dozen people, which is a drop in the bucket compared to the millions of living beings in the entire Xuanxu Realm.

However, the man would never give up, and he believed that if Brahma was here, he would save others like him. Thinking of Zen Master Brahma, the man felt an inexplicable sadness. Immediately put your hands together and gently recite the sutras. The man was not a bystander, he was really the little monk who followed the Brahma Zen master. Although he has become a layman, he still regards himself as a Buddhist cultivator in his heart.

Especially in the face of such a brutal killing hell, his Buddha nature that originated from the bone marrow burst out. He was powerless to compete with the ghosts of the entire Xuan Void Realm, and he could only rely on his own strength to save them. Even if there is little hope, he will keep walking towards this killing field.

Whining! There was another piercing whistling sound, which made the man's eyes glaze over, and every time he heard this strange whistling sound, another killing field appeared. This time he would never let the ghosts do whatever they wanted. His footsteps moved, and his body floated like the wind towards the immortal mountain.

As soon as the man's feet hit the ground, he suddenly felt a thick bloody smell coming from all around. There was also a gloomy chill, all of which meant that he was already a step too late. But he still rushed into the black place despite everything. When he rushed into the black cloud, he immediately saw an extremely crazy picture, only to see dozens of people's consciousness bodies being picked up by hundreds of ghosts, and they all scrambled for it, as if it was their food. More people on the ground are falling to the ground one by one, most of them ordinary people, some of them are still working and farming, only to be dried corpses in the next moment.

This immortal mountain is a spiritual planting park of Xuanzong, so most of the people here are planting for a living. Fortunately, about 10 percent of them escaped the killing, and they all hid in fear in the canyon. At the same time, countless ghosts were approaching them in all directions.

After seeing this scene, the man flew up, his palms clasped together, and a Donkey Kong spell hit the ghosts. The huge golden handprint fell to the ground, and immediately let several ghosts disperse, and the golden Buddha light like the sun instantly illuminated the entire heaven and earth. The man stepped into the air and fell, his body was solemn, like a monk who had attained the Tao. Everyone who saw this scene folded their hands and worshiped him. Even if he didn't wear a robe at this time, it still made people feel the Buddha's heart in his body.

It is precisely because of this that the moment he landed, countless people rushed towards him. Expect to use his protection to dodge those ghostly attacks.

He slapped his backhand again, and suddenly a golden light appeared, and countless ghosts and ghosts in the sky were defeated. Vanished into smoke and disappeared, and in the opposite direction, more ghosts rushed in.

He also knew very well that he would never be able to defeat all the ghosts here by himself, but he couldn't give up, and his palms were slapped out continuously. Suddenly, the Vajra handprint lit up again and again in this immortal mountain, and every time the light was bright, it would give those who were in despair hope to live. Gradually, the crowd standing behind him grew. In the same way, there are many ghosts that are provoked to a terrifying degree.

From his point of view, in the distance, it was as black as ink, and in that cloud, countless hideous ghostly faces were scrambling to pounce on him.

The mournful roar resounded throughout the world. But he clasped his hands together, and after chanting a wisp of Zen sound, he immediately dispelled the terrifying ghost roar. Then he spread his hands out, like a golden Buddha in the air, and his hands swirled rapidly, forming a golden cone of light, enveloping the hundreds of survivors below in the light curtain.

The next moment, countless ghosts rushed down from all directions, and the ghost roar was accompanied by fierce attacks, and they hit the light cones around his body again and again.

His figure flickered from the curtain of light, like the sails of a ship going through a storm, and it looked crumbling. But he did persevere, so that the eyes below that were full of longing to survive were comforted. They didn't know how long the cone of light would protect them, but they had given him all the hope of life.

His eyes are lowered, and the whole person is like an old monk meditating, not moved by external objects, this is the realm of Zen. On that day, he taught this set of meditation techniques to Cui'er, and now his meditation has been improved again, so that he can enter the meditation realm in a fighting state. It is precisely this realization that enables his light cone to obtain a steady stream of Zen support.

As the minutes passed, the interface of the originally inclined light cone became smaller and smaller, and it seemed that it was about to lose its protection under the sudden attack of the ghosts. There was despair in the eyes of countless people below. He also opened his eyes again, his eyebrows furrowed, and he sighed helplessly: "Master, I have done my best", after speaking, the little monk will stimulate the last Zen power in his body, ready to imitate the Zen master that day, to self-immolation to obtain more powerful power, and once created a Buddha seal enchantment for these people to live.

Just as he was about to use his Zen power, a sudden light and shadow fell from the sky, and wherever she went, those ghosts would collapse in an instant. Her figure was so fast that even a monk couldn't tell it. Sometimes the monk suspects that she has crossed the boundaries of time, and in the blink of an eye, a ghost disappears. When she showed her graceful form, he recognized her identity. It turned out to be her, and the belief in his heart, which was still meditated, collapsed at this time. His whole being was like falling into the sea of desire, falling towards the earth.

He was very confused, even though his body had already touched the ground, but his heart seemed to have no end. Why? Why couldn't he forget her completely? The words of the Zen master still come to my ears from time to time, but at this moment, it seems as if everything is gone. The only thing in my ears was her gasping and the soft scream. How he wanted to sleep like this, so that he didn't have to face his heart that wasn't sincere to the Buddha.

I don't know how long he lay down, and all the noise around him disappeared. There was only one footstep, but it was getting closer. She stood ten paces behind him, neither of them said a word, they were silent to each other, and after a long time, she turned silently and walked into the distance.

He sat up abruptly, staring at the west with a pair of red eyes, and was stunned for a long time. Only then did he withdraw his gaze, close his eyes slightly, and recite the Buddhist scriptures.

This time he didn't stop, and kept chanting until he entered the country.

The earth was swept by a gust of wind, erasing all traces. Only the withered limbs were still bare.

He stood up, silently walked over, picked up corpses, and focused them into a deep pit.

Then he put his hands together, recited the Buddhist scriptures, and with a wave of his hand, a golden flame covered the bodies of these dried corpses.

Then he turned and walked deeper into the killing fields.

When he left, under a mountain col, the emerald figure slowly climbed up. With tears in her eyes, she sobbed softly, she clenched her little fist hard, stomped her foot hard, and chased after it again.

The woman didn't know why she was chasing him, and after catching up with him, she didn't dare to face him, this ambivalence, once tormented her and made her mad. even went to kill people, so much so that in just a few months, she actually broke into a famous murderous name. The woman now can't understand what she wants in her heart. Just as she couldn't know what was going on inside the man. There always seemed to be an invisible wall between them, a line that they could never cross.

The woman sighed, and continued the chase with an extremely complicated expression. This senseless behavior has been going on for months, and she doesn't know when it will end. In short, as long as he does not re-shave and become a monk, she will not give up such behavior.

Eighteen Demon Gods?

The corners of the man's mouth twitched, and a sneer came out. His unkempt hair had been combed up, and his blood-stained shirt had been replaced with armor. And it was also equipped with hundreds of guards, who hugged him to the Xuanxu Realm. This person is the senior brother who has just been released from the water prison by Elder Xuanzong.

After several days of unscrupulous and debauchery, he finally led this group of Xuanzong disciples to the Xuanxuan Realm.

Now his mission is to defeat those ghosts, and then Elder Xuanzong will return the position of Elder to him.

This is the condition for him to go out of the mountain, but he doesn't believe that Elder Xuanzong will fulfill his promise, and the reason why he agreed is not for the purpose of the elder position. Now that he has bigger ambitions, he needs to use this battle to build his prestige and gain more support.

In the hundreds of years that he has been trapped and locked in the water prison, he has not regressed at all in his cultivation, on the contrary, he has broken through to the Great Perfection of the Realm. Now, as long as his state of mind is raised, he will be the Heavenly Realm Venerable. It's a sideways existence in the entire super plane. It is precisely because of this that his ambition is so inflated, and he no longer puts a mere Xuanzong elder in his eyes.

Within a few days of coming out, he had received countless summons from the Xuan Void Realm, especially describing the strength of the eighteen demon gods, which made him even more full of fighting spirit and eager to use this ancient legendary beast to establish his might. So not only did he not fear the eighteen demon gods, but he was deliberately looking for the location of the demon gods.

The huge stride leaned down from the plane, and countless people were captured by this momentum, and they all cast awe-inspiring glances at it. Such a look made Senior Brother Chang even more excited, and he was eager to show his true combat power immediately, so that everyone would prostrate under his feet.

Brother Chang raised his head, glanced at those people with a cold expression, and pointed to one of them: "Let her come up and send her off." He pointed casually, and suddenly the female sect disciple knelt on both knees, and was grabbed by several Xuanzong disciples and returned to the huge step. Even if the elder brother came out, it would be all the way to the barren, he picked up the jaw of the female sect disciple with one hand, stared at the delicate and lovely appearance, and laughed proudly. The female sect disciple was so frightened that her face turned pale, and she hurriedly knelt on the ground and begged. But her plea was exchanged for the crazy beating of the elder brother, and it was not until she stopped resisting that the eldest elder brother was satisfied to beat her up horizontally and pick her up, and walked back to pick up the desolate Yin.

In this regard, those Xuanzong elders behind him also dared to be angry and did not dare to speak, he had already done many things along the way with such behavior.

"Elder Zong, are we just going to let him do whatever he wants?" One of the Xuanzong disciples stared at the Great Elder Xuanzong with some resentment.

"Bear with me, after he gets rid of the ghost, we will find a way to deal with him" Several Xuanzong elders also couldn't bear his behavior, but they had to focus on the overall situation.

"Elder, can he really defeat the Eighteen Demon Gods?" There were a few Xuanzong disciples who obviously didn't trust the old guy.

"My senior brother, nothing else, but his cultivation is indeed real, his cultivation has been the first in Xuanzong hundreds of years ago, and now I am afraid that it will go further, so even if he can't completely clear the eighteen demon gods, he can at least force them out of the Xuanxuan Realm, and then it will not be our Xuanzong's responsibility, even those who want to covet our Xuanzong's territory have no reason to do anything," Xuanzong Elder Wisped his beard explained.

Several Xuanzong disciples looked at each other, they also knew very well the current crisis of Xuanzong, if they could not resist the invasion of ghosts, then they would inevitably provoke more families to watch, and then Xuanzong would not only have to face ghosts, but also super clans devouring. That was the catastrophe of Xuanzong.

They are all upper-level figures of Xuanzong, so they naturally know that just a few days ago, the other four major clans all submitted a request to send people to Xuanxu like Xuanzong, which seemed to be them to help the fist, but in fact, Sima Zhao's heart was known to everyone.

The giant fell down the ladder, and the elder brother raised his head from the beautiful woman's crisp chest, raised his furry chest with a big grin, and looked around with a pair of fierce eyes, which made countless people around him tremble.

"You! Come here," he pointed to one of the young women, and then several Xuanzong disciples dragged the kneeling woman to the ground.

With his wide palm, he pinched the young woman's jaw, lifted it up vigorously, and his eyes scanned over her, and then he shook it casually, as if he was not satisfied with the woman's appearance, and urged, "Go to the next gate." Hearing this, these Xuanzong disciples got up stupidly and carried him down the ladder together.

Hey!

Just as the giant bowl had just slid down the ladder, it immediately collided with another giant machine, both sides were equally extravagant and ostentatious, and neither of them dared to give in, and for a while they were blocked in place and could not move.

"Who dares to block Lao Tzu's way, you go and kill them" The elder brother shook his hand casually, and then turned around and ordered a few Xuanzong elders.

The faces of those elders were extremely embarrassed, they were usually the same figures as Xuanzong, but now they were being called and drunk, how could they not be annoyed. It's just that they don't dare to disobey this old guy's order, after all, they still expect him to deal with the Eighteen Demon Gods.

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