"Boom~"

A pair of huge horned phantoms crashed through the void on the marrow washing peak.

The entire mountain seemed to shake a few times.

Many of his disciples were slightly injured as a result.

And just as they were supporting each other to get back to their feet.

The earth began to tremble slightly.

The tremor was faint, but unusually regular.

It's like there are thousands of horses galloping, and the waves are magnificent.

And as the tremor gets longer, the amplitude starts to get bigger and bigger.

"Boom~"

Another fierce impact.

The whole mountain was shaking.

"Not good!"

Mr. Mu Duo, who was standing on a high place, had already witnessed all this.

"If it continues like this, I'm afraid I won't be able to hold it out."

Obviously, the combination of 'Bull Head and Horse Face' was a bit unexpected for him.

The bull's head collided, and the horses galloped.

Not to mention the entire Washing Pulp Peak, even the Muduo Mountain next to it looks crumbling.

The disciples stationed there at this moment must be unbearable.

Soon, however, Mr. Mu Duo groaned and raised the ring ruler in his hand.

A slight finger in the air.

The disciple who was carrying the message behind him hurriedly waved the small flag.

Soon a bloody light appeared in the distance.

……

Under the peak of washing the marrow, sit down with sorrow.

A long time ago, in the secret realm of the sea of blood, his face was injured by the blood mussel, and he almost died.

In the end, he was saved by Lichen, and only then did he pick up a small life.

Since then, his temperament has changed dramatically.

Concentrate on cultivation, and there is no longer half a distraction.

He also got the Buddha's three points of Buddhism and taught several scriptures.

So the cultivation is advancing by leaps and bounds.

A few years ago, he won the top spot in the inner door competition.

Even the most vocal parting song and parting can only bow to the wind.

So Mr. Mu Duo asked him to guard this important place.

Compared with cultivation, due to the long-term study of Buddhism, the progress of Zen mind is even more remarkable.

At this moment, the sky is shaking, and everyone in the Thousand Machines Sword Pavilion can't even hold their feet.

But Li Chou sat motionless in place, quite with the determination that Mount Tai collapsed in front of him and his face did not change.

"Boom~"

"Senior brother!

A disciple who had just gotten up, full of timidity, couldn't help but want to retreat.

"Senior brother, let's ......"

"Amitabha." Lichou clasped his hands together and saluted, but directly interrupted the next words of the junior brother.

"When contemplating the bodhisattva of self-contemplation, when he walks in the deep prajnaparamita, he sees that the five aggregates are empty, and he overcomes all suffering."

His voice was low and hoarse, out of place in the here and now.

But this voice was like a dagger, cutting off the reverie in everyone's hearts.

The same passage felt very different from what he felt when he was parting.

Parting is devotion to the scriptures, and he is a believer in the Buddha.

Sorrow is the narrator of the scriptures, and he is a Buddha himself.

As soon as the voice came out, the entire Sword Pavilion immediately regained its steady.

"Amitabha."

In fact, Li Chou knew in his heart that at such a critical moment, Mr. Mu Duo did not give orders, which means that he had other arrangements.

As he expected.

Just north of the marrow washing peak.

It is surrounded by mountains on three sides and leads to the bottom of the mountain.

At this time, the "bull horn array" and "horse hoop array" laid by the "bull head and horse face" at the foot of the mountain are all gathered here.

The two formations were respectively served by Niu Niu and Ma Qianchao as the core of the formation.

All in one.

Strengthen your own gang shape and merge the two into one.

The horns are 'penetrating' and the hooves are 'concussion'.

Everywhere it goes, it will destroy and decay.

Even a mountain range like the Cleansing Peak, which had been reinforced by the Machine, couldn't help but crumble.

This is also the reason why He Feiyu, the owner of the three villages, let the two serve as pioneers.

Let them open the way, and the result will be twice as effective with half the effort.

It's just that...... In the world, there is not only Wanshou Mountain Villa that has formations.

As the Killing Temple of the Styx Inheritance, the formation is also a master's skill.

With the ring of Mr. Mu Duo, a shot.

A red glow flashed across the sky.

Washing the marrow peak, Muduo Mountain, and Killing Mountain, where the three mountains merged, suddenly bloomed into patches of red light.

It's like a mandala flower.

Enchanting, mysterious, and infernal in its infernal atmosphere.

This is the "Little Killing Array" that the second-generation abbot of the Killing Temple came up with from the "Great Killing Array".

The second-generation abbot is best at formation and divination.

He once laid down the "Killing Great Array" of the Styx Ancestor outside the Killing Temple, but he also knew through divination that the "Killing Great Array" could only protect the Killing Temple for 800 years, and after 800 years, the Great Array would not help, but become a burden.

So he hid the array in the big array, that is, the "Little Killing Array" in front of him.

Although the scope of this array is not as large as that of "Killing Array", it can concentrate superior forces, and its power is still above that of "Killing Array".

Mandala flowers bloom.

Even the air smelled of blood.

The demon clan that was killing the sky just now is all wrapped in red at this moment.

An incomparably gentle wind blew.

The colors of the ground flew into the sky.

Boom~

Countless petals spread out in the sky, turning into incomparably sharp blades of blood.

"Ah~"

"Ahh

Screams came and went.

The vanguard brigade of the demon clan was overwhelmed by the rain of petals.

The blades that filled the sky, each piece was transformed by the murderous aura of the blood pool.

The murderous spirit is the most restrained.

Under the marrow washing peak, it is the birth gate of the demon clan's great array.

So as soon as "Little Killing Array" was released, it seemed to directly block the life of the demon army.

At this moment, under the marrow washing peak, only the bull head and horse face can barely block the edge of the petals with the protective body qi.

And the rest of the demon clan turned into minced meat under the rain of petals.

Niu Niu and Ma Qianchao stood in a pool of blood, staring blankly at the marrow washing peak looming in the red mist, as if they had really become hell messengers.

】

They want to run.

But how could Mr. Mu Duo give them this opportunity?

The large array opened, and two monk shadows suddenly appeared in the sea of blood in the corpse mountain.

"Amitabha."

The surging Buddha name seems to have surpassed all the souls in this place.

Zen Master Silence and Zen Master Silence Luck came slowly towards the bull head and horse face.

Moo moo moo~

Sigh law ~

Niu Niu and Ma Qianchao glanced at each other and already understood.

The door is broken, and you will never be able to run away.

All he can do now is fight to the death with the two monks in front of him.

So the two of them invariably turned into their original forms.

One is the Copperhorn Demon Bull, and the other is the Purple Hoof Frost Pony.

They are all ancient beasts.

The only advantage they have left now is probably the moon hanging in the sky.

Moo moo moo~

Sigh law ~

One black and one white, two figures killed the two monks in front of them.

……

Wow~

A chirp pierced the sky.

On the small hill opposite Killing Mountain, He Feiyu looked at the water mirror in front of him, and the feather fan in his hand clenched tighter and tighter.

The people of the demon clan are one after the other.

None of them chose to retreat.

Until the end, there were only two figures left on the battlefield.

even looked at the bull head and horse face with his own eyes, the two most important beloved generals of his own.

Defeated by those two monks......

He Feiyu couldn't bear to look at it any longer, and put down the feather fan tremblingly.

His eyes turned to the Warm Wind Pavilion on the other side.

Hum!

Suddenly, a feather fan waved.

The trumpet sounded again.