At the same time, in the three-color spherical realm, Xuanluan had already flown back to Yifeng's side, Yifeng hurriedly checked her injury, the girl just stared and shook her head, Yifeng saw that she had stopped the bleeding from the wound in a short period of time, and a black and red light sealed the wound, so he was relieved.

Xuanluan's recovery speed has always been very amazing for this kind of sword damage that is purely just tearing the flesh, and this is up to him.

But what happened to the other person was completely different, after Wan Xin broke into the realm, she killed anyone she saw, and the blood-red blade was released from the Cold Moon Knife, pouring out like a raging storm, slashing at everyone she saw.

It is very ridiculous that although those old monsters are one or two levels higher than her, they cherish their wings very much, and in the face of such a mad demon, they can't kill it in one move, and her speed is very fast, it seems that they immediately changed direction when they heard the slightest movement, and they couldn't catch her at all.

Yifeng and Ben Qian looked at the dense enemies around the field, every breath was so powerful, although Wan Xin was interfering on the side, but after all, the gap in strength was more like a group of adults being messed up by a child, which did not help the entire battle situation.

Ben Qian tightly grasped the heavy door pei that bloomed with dark green light in his hand, and the black lotus phantom pupils in his eyes began to rotate slowly, which was his preparatory action to open the valve connecting the Shura Demon Heaven, and Xuan Luan watched the two of them quietly from the side.

Suddenly, Ben Qian stepped forward and wrapped her other hand around Yifeng's neck, Yifeng bowed her head, and Ben Qian put her lips on top of Yifeng's lips!

Yifeng's eyes widened, and the Black Lotus Phantom Pupil vibrated as it rotated, and he smelled the unique fragrance on Ben Qian's body, his face turned red, and his heart was beating wildly.

Xuanluan exclaimed in surprise, covered his eyes with his little hands, and then opened his palms, opened his round and flowing golden eyes, and peeked between his fingers.

After a moment of warmth, Ben Qian let go of Yifeng and took a step back, but her eyes were still looking at him stupidly.

The flush on Yifeng's face had not subsided, and he asked hesitantly, "Xiao Qian, is this, well, waiting for your divine power to absorb my Shura demonic qi?" ”

He seemed to remember the scene when Ben Qian suddenly appeared and rescued him when he was about to die by his own supernatural powers in the Southwest Ancient Road, and she also acted like this at that time.

Ben Qian looked at him affectionately, although her face was unusually calm, the corners of her eyes couldn't hide a faint smile, she shook her head slowly, and said solemnly word by word: "This is a kiss of love." ”

Xuanluan threw his hand away angrily, puffed out his cheeks and said angrily: "Brother Yifeng is really a pig's head!" ”

Hearing this, the blush on his face dissipated, his expression was gloomy, he pondered for a moment, and said slowly: "I can't give you any promises······"

"No, I don't."

Ben Qian was also very straightforward, shook her head and said lightly: "The promise is not important, as long as you and I are heart-to-heart, it is worth it." ”

As soon as the words fell, she suddenly pressed the heavy door to her arm fiercely, and suddenly a puff of black smoke came out of her slender arm, and there was a strong smell of blood mixed with it.

Yifeng hurriedly stepped forward, but Ben Qian took a step back quickly, looked at him with stupid eyes, shook his head, but his tone was very firm, and said, "It's okay, everything will be fine." ”

A strong uneasiness hit Shangfeng's heart, and he wanted to say something, but those old monsters were already impatient, and several people rushed over in an instant.

"Xuanluan!"

A wind shouted, Xuanluan immediately gushed out a black gas from his body, and instantly turned into the body of the Nine Prisons Xuanluan, the divine wings spread, and the wind flew up, Xuanluan stretched out his sharp golden hook claws, and a man and a beast went to meet them.

At the same time, the speed of rotation of the black lotus phantom pupil in the eye of the wind suddenly accelerated, and a thick Shura demonic qi emerged from his body, which was instantly ignited by the black and red flames on the surface of his body, becoming extremely vigorous, and on the black robe of his body, golden arcs burst out, crackling, and releasing strong power with the surging of demonic energy.

For this desperate battle, he took out all the remaining means in his body one by one and swore to fight to the death!

Just as Yifeng flew away from Ben Qian to stop the old monsters, the strong demonic energy on Yifeng's body split into an arm-thick back, flew to Ben Qian's side, and drilled into her body.

Ben Qian's body shook and let out a soft cry, as if it was painful, but the demonic energy in her body was suddenly released, and the heavy door on her arm gradually merged into the flesh and blood of her arm, and her body that was entangled in thick demonic qi bloomed with dark green light, like a delicate jade spirit.

Yifeng felt very different during this period, he felt the demonic nature of the Shura magic released from his eyes, and as the arm-thick demonic energy was withdrawn from his body, all that was left was the power that was already very pure and only powerful and powerful.

He tightened his brows, and looked at Ben Qian for the last time, his thoughts were surging, and his heart was turbulent, that kind of uneasiness was like a flat boat in a storm, and the two of them were in great danger of being buried in the Demon Sea at any time.

But he knew that even at the moment when the storm was at its strongest, he would be tied to the boat by Ben Qian, and the person who jumped into the demon sea to try to stabilize the boat would only be Ben Qian.

Master Luntai was stunned and looked at Yifeng in the field, stunned, he only then realized that the spiritual power of Buddhism released by Yifeng's body was boundless, but the fierceness of the demonic energy released from his body was also invincible.

It took him a long time before he swallowed a mouthful of saliva and said, "Book, book general, Buddha he ······"

The question in his heart exploded in his mind like thunder, but he couldn't ask it, because it was beyond the scope of his cultivation insight that he could understand, and he couldn't even accurately describe the scene in front of him in words.

The forty or fifty Mahayana Buddhist monks behind him, although they were all wounded a lot, but at this moment, half of them—the Buddhist monks of the Northwest Buddhist Dao—also looked at the scene in the realm in amazement, and they also felt incredulous.

Shuli glanced at Master Luntai, glanced at those Buddhist monks, his eyes flickered, but he just said lightly: "Do you think that with the heavy responsibility of saving the Great Martial Buddha Dao, life will be so simple?" The sacrifice of the same way, the defeat of the battle, the danger of the situation, the threat of death, the contradiction of beliefs, the emotional ties, the heavy pressure, each of them is enough to crush a person, enough to ruin his life, but he carried it all alone.

He knew that if he wanted to stand up to the sky and fulfill the vow he made under this heavy pressure, his strength alone was too small, and in the face of Cui Ming and Wei Yu's endless killing moves and coercion, he needed stronger strength, and only by unscrupulously enhancing his strength could he lead the Wind Roar Army and guide the entire Great Martial Buddha Dao through that only road.

"He does not shy away from the power that Shura Dao gave him with ill intentions, and pushed himself into the abyss of depravity again and again, only in this way can he have enough ability to face reality and enough confidence to overcome difficulties."

All the Buddhist monks fell silent, but Shuli's tone was even more sonorous and powerful: "He doesn't care about his personal evaluation, merits, life and death, or even reincarnation, just because he is very sure that as long as it is worth doing, and the path he leads everyone to take is in the right direction!"

"The light of the avenue is ahead! We are all comrades-in-arms who follow him on this path, he helps us guide the way, and he also helps us block all the cold guns and dark arrows flying from all directions! He used the magic power of the Shura Heavenly King, and he is also likely to be demonized, I don't care what you say about his behavior, but I just want you to understand that the sacrifice he paid is only for the fresh lives of all the Buddhas and Taoists, and only for the torch of Buddhism and Taoism to not be extinguished by the rain of swords, guns and arrows!

"With this alone, his spirit is enough to win the respect of all Buddhists in later generations!"