The Bodhisattva of the King of the Earth disappeared, leaving only Yifeng and Xuanluan with shocked faces, and the two of them were confused.

Xuanluan is okay, but he was warned by the Bodhisattva, and the meaning is very clear, but Yifeng is very puzzled in his heart, what is the meaning of "meeting soon"? What "heavenly machine" should not be revealed? How did he know that Yifeng had many questions, and why did he "naturally understand"?

Yifeng pulled Xuanluan, who had broken free, back, hugged her shoulders and asked, "Has the Jizo King Bodhisattva always been so divine?" ”

Xuanluan pursed his lips and said, "Who knows what he's doing to pretend to be a ghost, where will I slack off?" Stinky old man! Hum! ”

However, with the departure of the Jizo King Bodhisattva, the attack of the Thunder and Lightning King also disappeared, and the most ugly person with the face at this time was Wei Jian.

His face at this time was very ugly, and the shock in his heart was no less than that of a wind, but he didn't expect his strongest killing move, the Thunderbolt Dharma King summoned at the risk of being eaten to death, was killed in the hands of the Jizo King Bodhisattva without a single face, and the Dharma Body was forced, and he begged for mercy.

This not only made Wei Jian fall back into a passive situation, but also very humiliating.

The air below was once again in a scuffle, and in the waterhole filled with the Devil's Eye, which was filled with snow, the monks began to slaughter the northwest cavalry again, and those who were floating on the water saw fewer and fewer cavalry.

Wei Jian stared at Yifeng and Xuanluan murderously, he held the Thundering Knife tightly in his hand, he believed that even without the help of the Thunderbolt King, he would still be able to kill Yifeng.

Now the Northwest Army has come to exterminate the soldiers and horses of the Northwest Buddhism, except for the 30,000 infantry who returned to the base camp, the rest of the army is almost completely wiped out, he doesn't know how his father will be furious if he knows about it, even if his father forgives him, but he will never have the face to go back to the court to see his father.

His record of fighting for more than ten years has also disappeared, and he even bears the unshirkable responsibility of burying more than 200,000 soldiers and horses of the Northwest Army in the northwest, which is a devastating blow to the Northwest Army.

And the culprit who caused all this situation is the wind in front of him, only by killing him can he calm the resentment in his heart, and also have an explanation for the battle to exterminate Buddhism in the northwest.

A dazzling silver arc erupted from the body of the thundering knife again, crackling and exploding, he mobilized the last mana in his body to inject into it, and the arc tore through the space, revealing long and narrow black cracks, he is now very sure, Yifeng is already the end of a strong crossbow, as long as one move, he can kill it.

Even if his body could resist the Great Dao attack of the Thunderbolt King, he would definitely not be able to avoid the attack of the spatial rift.

Because the place where the black crack after the space tear is exposed is a mysterious unknown place that is completely different from the three realms of heaven and earth, the attack of the black crack is also completely unbound by the avenue of this heaven and earth, and it is an unstoppable and powerful attack.

He guessed correctly, Yifeng's current physical state was extremely weak, summoning the divine power of the Great Sun Nyorai and the divine power of the Jizo King Bodhisattva, both of which squandered the spiritual liquid of the Buddha Sea in his body, and the light of the Divine Soul Light Cluster also flickered, and the black demon eye was also flashing with black light, always ready to break through the defense of the Dao Heart in the Divine Soul, erode and occupy his Divine Soul, and thus completely demonize him.

Although he was now flying in the air, his face was calm and his eyes were focused, but his body had been hollowed out, and only an empty shelf remained.

However, Wei Jian no longer gave him a chance to recover, he could just see the recovery ability of Yifeng Metamorphosis, the kind of terrifying speed that can absorb the golden mana leaked by the gods and Buddhas in the heavens and absorb the aura of heaven and earth, has reached the point of being superb, and this speed is estimated that no one in the whole world can match it.

Yifeng only smiled bitterly in his heart, and it also costs the power of the divine soul to absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth by running the dual exercises, otherwise why does the cultivation of Buddhism pay special attention to the cultivation of the divine soul, and one of the highest realms of ordinary Buddhist monks is the immortality of the divine soul.

Because the first is to pay great attention to avoiding going mad and being burned by karmic fire, and the second is because all exercises and supernatural powers are very consuming of the power of the soul.

His current divine soul was under the watchful eye of the demon eye on his divine soul's head, and he did not dare to mobilize the power of his divine soul again to restore the Buddhist spiritual liquid in his body.

Wei Jian's thunderous knife was about to slash in front of him, the sharp blade bloomed with a dazzling silver light, and the narrow arc around the blade erupted with a strong murderous aura and chaotic and powerful power, as long as this knife was cut down, it would be difficult for Yifeng to avoid the end of the body being torn apart.

At this time, in other parts of the battlefield, even if Shuli used a powerful Buddha sword, the few people who surrounded him did not look like straw bags, but were fierce and abnormal, and their strength was also very powerful.

In the north, Ben Qian and Wan Xin fought in one place, and the strong black demonic qi in front of the Demon Fire Gate surged, forming a huge demon cloud that was hundreds of feet straight, enveloping Ben Qian and Wan Xin in it, only to see the huge pillar of light of the bright moon in the sky shooting into it, the moon-white brilliance in the demon cloud flickered, and the cold moon knife bloomed from time to time with a snowy light, and the explosion of Ben Qian's release of the bleeding cyan divine power also set off a crazy surge of the demon cloud, and the battle situation was unknown

The Mahayana Buddhist monks below who were entangled by the generals of the northwest were too busy to take care of themselves under their crazy attacks after the explosion of the eight rounds of the Great Sun, and they had no time to help Yifeng.

Yifeng smiled bitterly and shook his head, this is the biggest drawback of the Fan Demon Life Destruction Fist - too much consumption.

He could only mobilize the last bit of spiritual power in his body to cover the Buddha bones all over his body, forming the Buddha bone golden armor, and his head, neck and limbs became golden, but he was not sure whether the Buddha bone golden armor would be able to block Wei Jian's full force blow.

At this moment, Xuanluan suddenly broke free from the arm that was holding her by the wind, and with a sharp roar in his mouth, the black qi surged, turning back into the body of the Nine Prisons Xuanluan, the divine wings flapped, and the golden claws twisted into sharp golden hooks, aiming at Wei Jian's thundering knife and grabbing it.

"Xuanluan!"

Yifeng shouted anxiously, his figure flickered, wanting to stop Xuanluan, but the speed of Wei Jian's attack was too fast, between the lightning and flint, a thick silver arc erupted from the thundering knife, and it slammed into Xuanluan's body, and suddenly Xuanluan's body cracked a shocking huge blood mark with a wide footage, extending from the abdomen to the golden claw's legs, the flesh and blood were blurred, blood gushed out, and the black feathers of the divine wings were scattered in a disorderly manner, she screamed, her body rolled, and fell from the air in an instant.

Yifeng immediately changed direction and flew towards Xuanluan, but his body suddenly seemed to be imprisoned, and his action was sluggish, he turned his head to look, only to see Wei Jian holding a magic trick in his hand, and his fingers were windy, and an invisible force slammed into Yifeng's body, making his body sluggish.

This is? The first layer of the power of space, imprisoning the body!

Wei Jian's physical condition is obviously much better than Yifeng, at least he can still launch the final killing move, and even mobilize the power to imprison his body, although it is the most basic use of spatial power, but for Yifeng, who is barely supporting at this time, it is a fatal threat.

Seeing Wei Jian's Thundering Knife getting closer and closer, Yifeng's heart became colder and colder, and he single-handedly pushed all the seventy or eighty thousand main soldiers and horses of the Northwest Army into the waterhole of the Demon Eye, but he also paid a great price.

Now, it was time for him to pay the price, and the price was death.

This is the most critical moment of his life, different from the previous desperate life, this time no one can help him, no longer has any power that can make him turn defeat into victory, turn danger into victory, beg heaven and earth, he has fallen into a real death.

Yifeng looked at the bursting thunder and lightning, the silver light flashed in his eyes, his eyes were confused, the sharp blade of the thundering knife and the cold murderous aura had already hit his face, he had a lot of thoughts in his heart, bitter, could it be that the road to save the Buddha Dao could really only go here?