The sun rises.

An army of 100,000 was scattered on both sides of the official road here, and the mountains were full of wind roaring troops and Buddhist monks, all of whom lined up neatly according to the military formation, with spears in their hands and swords still hideous.

Their eyes were fixed on the young black-robed Buddhist monk standing on the official road, and the eyes of the rising sun shone on his body, making him shine with golden light and making him shine. It is he who led them here, it is he who led them to travel in the Dawu country, created the history of the Dawu country and even the whole world, their blood and tears were swayed in the territory of the Dawu country, their military exploits will be recorded in the annals of history and passed down through the ages, their war songs will be sung in the mouths of Buddhist monks in later generations, becoming a rich and colorful stroke in the history of Buddhism, and their names will be compiled into a book alone, spread all over the world and spread to the future.

I don't know who started it, but at the same moment, 100,000 Buddhists sang the wind roaring war song again, "······ Ten thousand monks' swords move to die, expounding the cause and effect, and reciting merit. The six realms are all dark, and the sound of the snail destroys the obstacle ······"

Yifeng slowly glanced at the Buddhists all over the mountain, and his heart was full of emotion, he was the first person to raise his arms and shout in the chaos of the slaughter of the Great Martial Buddha Dao, he attracted the attention of the entire Great Martial Kingdom Buddhism, and also attracted the strongest attack of the Great Martial Legion, he was the first to see the ultimate goal of this war, he had the firmest Taoist heart to approach this goal down-to-earth, he tried his best to protect and defend the Buddha Dao, and thousands of Buddhists together!

He suddenly took off the golden conch on his chest, infused it with spiritual power, suddenly enlarged it, put it to his mouth, and blew it with all his might! But the strange thing is that this time it was not golden nectar that appeared from the golden conch, but a cluster of crimson light, and the voice was not as magnificent and deep as it had been a few days ago, but poignant, whimpering, and wailing!

Those blood-red clusters of light flew into the sky one after another, transforming into blood-red battle spirits in the sky! All the people on the ground looked up, there were more and more blood-red war spirits, most of them were Buddhist monks, there were also many ordinary people, scholars, and even former captives, but without exception, they were all people who died in battle, people who died in battle for Buddhism.

Xuanluan raised her head, stretched out her hand and counted the number of battle spirits, she saw the Zhenglin monk who died in the southwest ancient road, and the old monk Halle who died in the ambush battle in the Kado ravine, there were more and more war spirits, hundreds of thousands, to 100,000, hundreds of thousands, hundreds of thousands, a steady stream of golden conches from the wind, flying into the sky, and finally the entire sky was a blood-red war spirit, and the great sun on the horizon was instantly buried in the blood-red light and shadow, and he never dared to show his head again.

These millions of war spirits, they still maintain the appearance of fighting before their lives, the spears in their hands are blood-red, the swords are forested, they stare at the wind on the ground, the conch is still playing, sad and cold, like the coldest time of this winter.

Xiugu Fire Monkey and Shuli and others immediately understood why after every battle, Yifeng would always fly over the battlefield and raise the conch, and the conch would strangely turn from gold to blood red, it turned out that he was collecting the war spirit on the battlefield!

This kind of war spirit is not a part of the soul, but a spirit left by the soul in this world, an invisible and untouchable spirit born from the soul, no one in the world can see it except for Yifeng and Xuanluan, two creatures with a unique talent for the soul, and Yifeng collects their spirit and makes them bloom at this moment.

Yifeng is not unaware of the potential danger of going to the Dawu Emperor's Palace alone in Junzhou City this time, on the contrary, he knows better than anyone that this war will not end here, starting from the court, it will definitely end in the court, but it is not without a price.

However, he must go, precisely because he is a person who raises his arms and shouts, anyone can say bold words, and it is easy for anyone to say it, but it is very difficult to sit up, and he has to defend the Buddha with practical actions, whether it is a wolf ring and a tiger or a sea of swords and fires, he must face unknown dangers, because behind the danger, it is possible that the future of Buddhism is possible.

But he is not alone, he is with the millions of war souls who died on the battlefield defending Buddhism, he wants to take them, he wants to let the civil and military officials of the imperial court take a look, he wants the Wei royal family to take a good look at the bitter fruits of this war, how many lives are destroyed on the battlefield, how many souls are annihilated into nothingness, and how many Buddhist spirits render the whole world, they are the guardians of the Great Dao, and they are also the martyrs of the Great Dao, they are qualified and necessary to witness the future of the Buddhist Dao, he wants to take a look, facing the millions of souls who have passed away, The Wei royal family is embarrassed to target Buddhism again, insult Buddhism again, try to frame and kill Buddhism, and then try to destroy the future of Buddhism!

100,000 war songs, millions of war souls, long songs to send each other, long songs to cry!

Yifeng's eyes were firm, and he resolutely turned around and stepped into the unknown, final journey.

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Junzhou City fell into an unprecedented panic, not only Zhan Yanzhang and Ba Dunhou, but also the newly arrived Yulin Army defenders on the four gates of Junzhou City, the Blue Dragon, the White Tiger, the Vermilion Bird, and Xuanwu, as well as the panicked millions of people in Junzhou City, all of whom were spreading word of mouth: "It's here!" The evil monk who kills people without blinking an eye is here! The most evil boss in history is here! He also carried countless evil spirits with him, and those blood-red evil ghosts stained the whole sky red! They're coming to kill! Demons are coming to eat people! ”

All the guards on the city gate were quickly reinforced, the personnel increased tenfold, and all the waiting city defenders were pulled over, especially the Qinglong City Gate in the east, the two generals Zhan Yanzhang and Ba Dunhou were personally stationed above the city gate, although they knew that Yifeng was invited by Emperor Wu Wei Yu to participate in Wei Huang's enthronement ceremony, but they did not expect that he would come in such a big battle, causing unprecedented panic in Junzhou City.

You must know that the people of Junzhou City are not the people of other ordinary cities, they are all people who have seen the big scenes, from the Queen Mother's absorption of merits from all directions, to the earth-shattering discussion conference, the vision of heaven and earth caused by the Huanglong Guanfei Sendai, the golden thunder in the palace of King Cui, and the roar of the sky-rushing dragon in the palace of Emperor Dawu, that is all common thing, but now, they are all collectively flustered, because in their limited life, no one has ever been able to coerce Junzhou City so strongly, and no one has ever set off such a big storm of war. No one has ever been able to kill 100,000 Dawu legion soldiers, and no one has ever been able to force the world's supreme Dawu Emperor to abdicate, and the source of all this is that big devil Yifeng.

No one would believe that the person who can accomplish this feat that can be called the best in the world is a good person, evil, ruthless, vicious, violent, and cruel, it should be the characteristics of this kind of person, and it is logical to say that he can kill all the four or five million people in Junzhou City.

However, they have nowhere to escape, since half a month ago, Junzhou City has been blocked from coming and going because it was surrounded by the Great Martial Buddha Road, all the city gates were closed, and all the people were huddled at home.

Today, it is the grandest event in the Dawu Emperor Palace, and it is heavily guarded, and all the city gates are closed, but soon, the Dawu Emperor Palace passed the news that the Buddha Yifeng was ordered by the monarch to go to the Yuntai of the Dawu Emperor Palace to watch the ceremony, not to cause trouble, at the same time, the Yulin Army and the Shenwei Army shuttled back and forth in the one hundred and twenty-eight city squares, and all the people closed the door one after another, hiding at home and trembling, still frightened, at this time, the court can be forced by him to have no way out, who can still believe that the Buddha is a kind and kind person?

Yifeng took people's expectations like this, and walked to the outside of Junzhou City, in front of the Qinglong City Gate, Xuanluan followed behind him, and the sky behind Xuanluan was an overwhelming blood red, millions of battle spirits, glaring angrily.

The soldiers above the gate of Qinglong City widened their eyes in horror, and suddenly felt that their hands and feet were a little weak, even if they were all Yulin soldiers who had fought on the battlefield, but who had ever seen this kind of strange vision of heaven and earth? The blood-red war spirit really looked like a demon who wanted to eat people, and as the wind approached, half of the sky was dyed red, just like the red dye vat of the heavenly immortals was overturned, and the blood reflected everyone's eyes, so pure that they couldn't open their eyes.

But Zhan Yanzhang and Ba Dunhou are not very human, although they have not seen this terrifying vision, but at least they can keep calm, Zhan Yanzhang held a spear in his hand and was shocked, and roared angrily: "Bold evil monk, dare to lead the ghost to threaten Junzhou City, if you don't want to die, remove the evil trick and let you enter the city, otherwise, let you die under the city!" ”

Yifeng turned a deaf ear, and slowly paced across the Qinglong Bridge, and the Yihe River under the Qinglong Bridge was instantly dyed red by the Heavenly Buddha Dao Battle Soul and turned into a blood-colored Yihe, and the hearts of Zhan Yanzhang and Ba Dunhou were raised to their throats.

Yifeng raised his head, looked at the two domineering generals on the high city wall, and said lightly with an expressionless face: "They are not ghosts, they are evil!" ”

It's a sin created by the imperial court!

With that, he clenched his fist and blasted out, and a huge black-gold fist slammed into the towering, incomparably thick bronze gate.

"Boom—"

The city gate, which weighed 10,000 catties, suddenly opened, and the wind entered alone.