"Boom, boom!" The terrifying ripples spread in all directions, and the heavens and the earth erupted with brilliant two-colored light, the golden light was sacred and noble, and seemed to be able to expel all evil and purify all beings; And the black light is strange and eerie, wanting to demonize everything and destroy everything.

Shakya's face gradually became solemn, this seemingly evenly matched situation had tilted to one side, and in the depths of his mind, a lawless and domineering demon king phantom appeared, and the evil aura emanating from his body eroded his bloodline cultivation, and infected his soul together.

"Great Divine Power!" Shakya snorted, his face distorted slightly, the demon king condensed in his mind was constantly trampling on his divine sense, damaging his foundation, and he had a premonition in his heart that if he didn't stop, this demon thought would be life-threatening.

Looking at the majestic Buddha figure behind him, his eyes were bloodshot, as the Buddha's light dimmed, his Zen heart began to waver, his face became more and more entangled, gritted his teeth and said to himself: "The Buddha realm has three thousand cages of sun and moon, four great Vajras, five hundred Arhats, and three Buddhas, how can a Buddha be inferior to a demon?"

Everyone's eyes flickered, looking at the Buddha's hand that gradually became illusory under the collision, and sighed in their hearts, "After all, is it still a foot high and a foot high?" ”

The black-robed man sneered, he had sacrificed everything he had to the Demon Venerable in exchange for infinite power, how could it be unreasonable to do so?

Su Hongxi's eyes opened and closed, and he understood everything, and immediately, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, and no one noticed a ghostly light in his eyes.

At this moment, the old monk who was sitting cross-legged stopped chanting, he did not look up at the direction of the ring, but looked at the lines on the palms of his hands, his eyes became cloudy, and he muttered to himself: "Cultivation is bound by fixation, cultivation is bound by silence, cultivation is pure and pure, Buddha, all things are full of feelings, when will I be able to realize?"

When the golden light in the sky disappeared and the condensed Buddha statue cracked, Shakya spat out a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground weak.

The black-robed man was also uncomfortable, his face was pale and his breath was disordered, as if he had suffered a heavy blow, and this victory, he had spent a lot of money, and it was extremely difficult.

He didn't challenge Xia Haochu again, but silently returned to Su Hongxi's side, sat cross-legged, used his aura, and repaired the injuries in his body.

"Yuexian, it's time for you to make a name for yourself in this battle." Lin Yige said indifferently, Su Hongxi's entourage can dominate the situation, how can his descendants fall behind?

The young man in white nodded, he stood up, looked at Lin Zixuan, and immediately, his eyes fell on Yuanchen, although Lin Zixuan had a good talent, but after all, the realm was too low and not to his liking, so he chose Yuanchen, the latter is above most people in terms of strength and status, this kind of Tianjiao is worth his best without leaving hole cards.

"Please!" Lin Yuexian saluted respectfully and gracefully.

"You'll regret it." Yuanchen said indifferently, he didn't think about making a move, even if Lin Zixuan's strong posture, although he hated and was jealous in his heart, he still didn't stop it and let it develop, because he thought that the latter was not at the same level as himself, and only demons like Lin Yige and Su Hongxi were qualified to be his opponents.

"Please don't keep your hands, this Zhan Lin will do his best." Lin Yuexian said.

"Humph!" Yuan Chen snorted coldly, a dark red light gushed out from his hand, at this moment, his temperament became extremely demonic, and the violent killing aura filled the sky, he was like a killing god who came out of the Dead Sea, and walked towards Lin Yuexian.

Lin Yuexian did not have the slightest cowardice, but his eyes ignited with fierce battle intent, a silver long sword appeared out of thin air in his hand, and bursts of hurricanes poured out under his feet, his figure flashed, and appeared beside Yuanchen in an instant, the sword stabbed down in the air, and the terrifying edge pointed directly at the center of Yuanchen's eyebrows.

"I don't know what to live or die!" Yuan Chen snorted coldly, he didn't dodge, but punched out, deviating the trajectory of the long sword and stabbing it three feet from the side of his ear.

At this moment, the dark red aura became condensed, making the void solidify, Lin Yuexian's consciousness slowed down, and his body was slightly stunned, at this extremely short moment, Yuan Chen threw a punch and blasted out towards Lin Yuexian's chest, but only a few feet away from it, the sword qi that bloomed from his body condensed into an invisible barrier, disintegrating that power.

Yuan Chen's eyes condensed slightly, he withdrew his fist, and a golden long mace appeared out of thin air in his hand, a terrifying aura emanated, and a strong suppressive force was released, making Lin Yuexian's body who was galloping away under strong pressure.

At this moment, many people became short of breath, would the genius disciple of the Lin family in the Imperial City, second only to Lin Yige, be defeated by Yuanchen?

In the ring, under the control of Lin Yuexian's mind, a purple flame inscription appeared on the sword body of the silver long sword, and his gaze became hot at this moment, he swung seven and a half arc sword qi into the void, and the ripples and ripples that spread outward resisted the invisible coercion, and the seven sword qi raged in the space, making the aura restless, and also making Yuanchen's eyes shrink.

What shocked him was not the horror of the sword qi, but the invisible flames burning in the air, and the temperature released not only made his skin burn, but also incinerated the blood qi in his body a little.

"The Purple Yang Sword Spirit, the sword body condensed with the fire of the sun is nearly a hundred times more terrifying than the flames in the furnace, but your sword spirit has not reached that level, and the reason for all this is that your heart is not strong." Yuan Chen said indifferently, with a wave of his arm, the golden giant wedge suddenly spun up, and the huge golden dragon that was conjured opened its bloody mouth forward, and under the swallowing, the seven sword qi instantly annihilated and turned into nothingness.

Lin Yuexian's heart trembled violently, and his mind recalled what the clan elder had said to him.

"Yuexian, cultivate the sword first and cultivate the heart, although you have the idea of invincibility, but you have no humble heart, which makes your heart not clear, but lacking, this defect will make your Ziyang Sword Spirit unable to exert its true strength."

"Is there something wrong with my heart?" Lin Yuexian whispered, his face twitching slightly, and the purple flames from the long sword in his hand kept swaying in the air.

This scene made De Yuanchen feel happy in his heart, his goal has been achieved, attacking people first and attacking the heart, under his distraction, he will reveal flaws, and this flaw is also the most deadly.

He stepped into the air, the golden giant mace in his hand expanded several times under the infusion of aura, his speed became faster and faster, this kind of excellent opportunity, he would not let go, under his defenselessness, a blow was enough to destroy his combat ability.

"Humility, humility! It's ridiculous, the moment I was born, I was destined to be just a foil for my brother, no matter how good I am, you won't pay attention to me, because the world only knows the sword Lin Yige, and I, Lin Yuexian, have always been a substitute! Lin Yuexian laughed to himself, and madness appeared on his face.