At this time, Ling Yu, Ji Luosheng, Jiang Rong, Yan Suyi, Nangong Yu, Kunlun Demon King, Brahma Monarch and all other cultivators were guarding outside the temporary mourning hall of the Golden Sky Temple. The mourning hall is surrounded by white flowers, which is majestic and solemn. On the curtain at the back of the mourning hall, there is a big word "lay". In the depths of the mourning hall, there is a wooden shelf, on which is a huge coffin, in the coffin is the robe worn by Yan Bei before his death. An Luo was dressed in linen and filial piety, wrapped in a white cloth on his forehead, and knelt quietly beside the coffin. There was a brazier in front of her, and An Luoyan was throwing yellow paper money into the brazier.

Perhaps it was because he felt the suppressed and sad aura in the Golden Sky Temple, but the Western Desert sky, where clouds rarely appeared, was overcast at this time, and he couldn't see his five fingers. The night breeze blew into the mourning hall, forcing the white flowers to nod frequently and whisper, as if pouring out their hearts to Yan Grief. The breeze was blowing, and the white veil on the mourning hall swayed gently, making a slight "whirring" sound. Ling Yu and the others stood on top of the mourning hall, guarding the spirits for Yan Grief. This is a Chinese custom, whenever someone dies, relatives, or guests, relatives and friends will mostly guard the mourning hall to remember the deceased. It is also said that this is to make the deceased feel at ease, because there are rumors in the mortal world that the ancients believed that a person should go home to visit within three days after death, so the children waited in the mourning hall and waited for his soul to return. Relatives and friends are with them every night until the body is buried in the coffin. Because Yan Bei has no disciples, An Luoyan replaced Yan Bei's descendants.

The night was quiet. Except for the sound of the evening breeze blowing the white veil and flower petals, there was only the sound of the flames popping when An Luoyan threw the yellow paper money into the brazier. For three days, they didn't get a good rest, and they barely ate. Yan Bei has devoted his life to the Western Desert, and now this virtuous and respected wise man has passed away, which is bad news for both the cultivators of the Western Desert and the people of China. Tomorrow Yan Bei will be buried, his tomb according to Yan Bei's last words, set up in the back mountain of the Golden Sky Temple, where the mountains and rivers are beautiful, the aura is strong, it is an excellent place to bury the bones.

"Luo Yan, you haven't closed your eyes for three days and three nights, why don't you go back and rest for a few hours, and I'll keep vigil for you." Looking at An Luoyan's haggard face, the Brahma Monarch, who had incarnated as an defender of An Luoyan, quietly walked to An Luoyan's side, a look of distress appeared on his face, and he persuaded softly.

"Master Yan Bei was injured by the Heavenly Punishment Monarch in order to save me, the grace of saving lives, the grace of recreation, now that the master has passed away, I have not served the master during his lifetime, let me send him on his last journey when he is dying. An Luoyan shook his head, his eyes reddened, and he refused to say to the Brahma Monarch.

Looking at An Luoyan's stubborn expression, the Brahma monarch was no longer reluctant. He took three steps back and stood behind An Luoyan. Although An Luoyan had stated to the Brahma monarch several times that there was no need for him to be his defender, the Brahma monarch was very resolute. He said that the reason why he chose to become the defender of An Luoyan was not only to fulfill Yan Grief's last wish, but also to have his own selfishness. The Brahma monarch believed that An Luo Yan would one day escape into the empty door, and An Luo Yan was a sage with the heart of the Buddha of the Mystic Dharma, and she would sooner or later become a generation of Buddhist empresses. And the Brahma monarch did this for himself.

People waited quietly in the mourning hall, and the time had come to the end of the night. In other words, waiting for two more hours is the best time for Yan Bei to be buried. Nangong Yu and Yan Bei have a good personal relationship, so he knows Yan Bei's birthday, and after calculation, he knows that the burial at the end of Yin Shi coincides with Yan Bei's birthday.

Two hours is just a period for people to run the exercises in their bodies for twelve weeks, however, what they didn't expect was that just after an hour, that is, when the ugly hour, a group of uninvited guests were ushered in outside the mourning hall. The one who came was the Heavenly Punishment Monarch who made everyone extremely hateful.

"Hahaha, I didn't expect that today's people are quite uniform! In this case, it also saves me a lot of trouble. Now that the old monk is dead, only the Brahma Monarch can fight against me. Therefore, today I must hunt you all down to avenge the deep revenge that Brahma hurt me a few days ago. Just as everyone was staring at the vigil, they suddenly heard a piercing laugh coming from outside the Golden Sky Temple. Then, the Heavenly Punishment Monarch and the cultivators of the Heavenly Xuanmen, the Ten Thousand Buddhas, and the Immortal Cheng Family rushed in and broke into the mourning hall. These people's faces were gloomy and cold, and their bodies were filled with murderous intent.

In Huaxia, whether it is the human world or the world of cultivators, the dead are the greatest. For example, today, it is already taboo for the criminal monarch to lead cultivators to seek revenge and make trouble in the mourning hall. Moreover, today is the day of Yan Bei's burial, and now it is the time of the day when the yin qi is at its peak, that is to say, the Heavenly Punishment Monarch is simply intentional, he not only wants to kill the Brahma Monarch and others, but also wants to Yan Grief and not be able to live beyond his life. Disturbing the mourning hall at this time will prevent the soul of grief from resting, which is a very vicious act. Therefore, when they saw the Heavenly Punishment Monarch breaking into the main hall, everyone glared angrily, and their eyes were murderous.

"Heavenly Punishment Monarch, it seems that I was right to break away from the Twelve Monarchs of the Flood Desolation, your despicable deeds are simply outrageous. You are the murderer of Master Yan Bei, since today is the day of the master's burial, then I will sacrifice the master's spirit in heaven with your blood!" He knew that this battle was inevitable. Instead of being submissive, it is better to strike strongly. The Heavenly Punishment Monarch and other Twelve Sovereigns of the Flood and Famine caused trouble in Huaxia and provoked disputes between Xinghai and Huaxia, which had already aroused the anger of the heavens and the resentment of the people. If this person is not eliminated, it will definitely become worse in the future and become a great disaster in China.

After the Brahma Monarch finished speaking, he didn't want to give the Heavenly Punishment Monarch time to react at all. I saw him clasp his palms together, forming a tiger seal, and hitting the Heavenly Punishment Monarch and others. The Brahma monarch was originally a Buddhist monk, and his qualifications were much older than those of Yanbei, especially after his epiphany, the godhead awakened, and the Buddha nature in his body was more pure and vast. When he used the Tiger Seal in his hand to defend against the enemy, the power of faith in the entire Golden Sky Temple was all blessed on the body of the Brahma Sovereign. With the blessing of the power of faith, the Brahma monarch is like a Buddhist saint, and wherever the Brahma monarch walks, there are Sanskrit voices chanting softly, crushing towards the Heavenly Punishment Monarch and others like a tide. Moreover, behind the Brahma monarch, a golden Buddha shadow gradually emerged. That Buddha shadow is not an imaginary immortal Buddha, but a real Brahma phantom. Brahma is one of the three main gods of Buddhism, and his status in Buddhism is extremely respected, and how can the Heavenly Punishment Monarch be able to contend with.

In an instant, a mighty force of Buddhism forced the Heavenly Punishment Monarch and others out of the Golden Sky Temple. The Brahma Monarch glared angrily at the Heavenly Punishment Monarch and the others, and said to the Huaxia cultivators in the main hall without looking back: "You guys guard the mourning hall, I will come to meet them, and by the way, I will avenge Master Yanbei!"

After the awakening of the godhead, the Brahma monarch and the previous judgment are like two people, between their gestures, there is a faint Buddha light, Sanskrit sound is pervasive, and the swastika script surrounds it, which is extremely majestic. However, the Heavenly Punishment Monarch did not show much panic, as if all this had been expected by him, and the Heavenly Punishment Monarch did not have any fear on his face when facing the Brahma Monarch, as if there was something to do. You must know that at this time, the cultivation of the Brahma Monarch has approached the fourth great realm of the Immortal Realm, and I am afraid that compared with the Great Monarch, it is also surpassed, so what does the Heavenly Punishment Monarch rely on?

"Brahma Monarch, I admire you a little now. It was indeed a bit surprising to be able to use the godhead I had obtained by luck to advance to such a realm. But so what? Although the great power of Buddhism in you is my natural nemesis, you must have heard the saying that all things in heaven and earth are nothing but the product of mutual growth and mutual restraint. Although you were able to inflict heavy damage on me before, it was only because your Buddhist power had a slight advantage. Now that I know this, do you think I'll be defenseless?, look, what is this!" said the Heavenly Punishment Monarch, throwing the bag out of his hand abruptly.

Seeing the movements of the Heavenly Punishment Sovereign, Hui Chao and the others also threw the bag in their hands into the air at the same time. The mouth of the bag was shaken open in the air, and the blood of ten thousand beasts and living beings poured down inside. These spiritual blood were the blood of the living beings of all the ethnic groups in China, and they were brutally killed by the Heavenly Punishment Monarch and others, and before they died, resentment melted into the blood. And those bloodlines are the nemesis of Buddhism's mighty power. The Heavenly Punishment Monarch is right, all things in heaven and earth are mutually reinforcing, if there is only a small amount of Ten Thousand Beast Spiritual Blood, it may be purified by the Brahma Monarch, but such a large amount of Ten Thousand Beast Spiritual Blood has become the most powerful killing move, they will corrode the Brahma Monarch, and even the power of the Buddhist faith in the entire Western Desert, and destroy the Brahma Monarch's Dao Foundation. With so much blood of ten thousand beasts, it would even completely annihilate the power of faith in the Western Desert. People live by faith, and if faith collapses, it will be a catastrophe for all creatures in the Western Desert.

The Brahma Monarch did not expect that the Heavenly Punishment Monarch would use such vicious means. With so much blood of the Ten Thousand Beasts, how many creatures would have to be killed? However, there was no time for him to be angry now, because the blood of the Ten Thousand Beasts was pouring down like a downpour, and it was about to drown the Brahma Monarch. Although he obtained the Brahma Godhead, but in this case, the Brahma Godhead could not resist the blood of the spirit of ten thousand beasts at all, and would even be injured by it. The spiritual blood of those ten thousand beasts fused in the air, and finally turned into a blood-red figure, its green teeth and fangs, its eyes were vicious, and its body was full of thick bloody power, which made people's hearts palpitate.

"Brahma Sovereign, suffer death!" Seeing the fear in Brahma Sovereign's eyes, the Heavenly Punishment Monarch knew that the spirit blood of ten thousand beasts had already worked. Therefore, the Heavenly Punishment Monarch pierced his index finger, embellished it on the center of his eyebrows, and roared sharply. As he moved, the blood-colored figure swooped forward as if under its control.

With each step that the figure formed by the gathering of bloody power approached, the Brahma Sovereign's face turned pale. When the blood-colored figure rushed in front of the Brahma Sovereign, cold sweat had already dripped down the Brahma Sovereign's sideburns. He knew that he couldn't sit still, so he gritted his teeth and wanted to fight back.

However, the Brahma monarch still underestimated the resentment in the blood-colored figure. Before he could rush in front of the blood-colored figure, he was entwined by the blood-colored threads that shot out of the blood-colored figure's palm. Then, the phantom behind the Brahma monarch gradually faded, and finally let out an unwilling roar and dissipated into the void.

The power of blood is the nemesis of the Brahma Sovereign, and with just one blow, the Brahma Sovereign's cultivation was suppressed to the early stage of the Immortal Realm. If nothing else, I am afraid that if there is another cup of tea, the Brahma Monarch will be completely refined by the Heavenly Punishment Monarch and return to nothingness. People looked at the back of the Brahma monarch with a gloomy look in their eyes. The Brahma Monarch is their only reliance, if even the Brahma Monarch can't compete with the blood-colored figure, then there will be no one in the Western Desert who can suppress the Heavenly Punishment Monarch. Just when everyone was extremely nervous, the relics transformed by the bones of Yan Grief suddenly burst out with a golden light and rushed out of the main hall. The relics hung above the head of the Brahma monarch like a bright lamp, as if to help the Brahma monarch fight against the bloody figure. Looking at the relics flying out, people's hearts are mixed, and they have more respect for Yanbei, but they didn't expect this master to still exert his residual heat after death, and this kind of Buddha heart is worshipped.

However, the power of the Bloodstain is too powerful. In the Chinese world, in fact, the most powerful thing is not the cultivator, but the power of the common people. Even if a person can raise his hand to split mountains and seas, he is still helpless in front of the power of sentient beings. Therefore, the relics only helped the Brahma monarch stabilize the realm, but there was still nothing to be done about the bloody figure. And the Heavenly Punishment Monarch seemed to have seen that the relics and the Brahma Monarch were not opponents of the bloody figure, so the Heavenly Punishment Monarch became more and more arrogant. He squeezed out a drop of blood again and pressed it on the center of his eyebrows, and as he moved, the red glow in the eyes of the blood-colored figure became more abundant, and its monstrous resentment made people feel terrified.

"I said that all of you will die today!" said the Heavenly Punishment Monarch cruelly, as the blood-colored figure gradually gained the upper hand. He slowly approached the Brahma Monarch and the Huaxia cultivators who had already rushed out of the hall, his face was red with blood, and the killing intent in his eyes was undisguised, ferocious and terrifying.

Just when everyone was being persecuted by the blood-colored figure and was about to be cut off by resentment, a sneer suddenly came from behind the Heavenly Punishment Sovereign: "Heavenly Punishment Sovereign, do you really think that you can cover the sky with one hand? Today is your time of death!"