Jian Bodhi swung his sword to help, and the light of Suo Luo Hua flowed, and with the Buddha Demon, he did his best to help Ling Feng suppress the powerful demon in front of him.

In the other two battlefields, Ling Wangyi, breaking the army, and Du Shengtuo's battle were also not easy, but this battle could not be lost, and the two could only try their best to persevere.

The splashed blood was sprinkled on the tripartite battlefield, and for the persistence in his heart, no one was willing to back down half a point.

The fierce battle is terrifying, and the strongest people in the world all converge on the battlefield, and between the staggered, snowflakes and blood flowers bloom most gorgeously at the ferry of life and death.

"The Sword of the Abyss moves!"

In the previous life, the Divine Monarch came out, and the earth rumbled up, showing a concave shape, and quickly closed towards the middle, and with a bang, the sleepy demon.

"Sword Demon, Reincarnation"

After the reincarnation swirled, a half-moon sword qi cut through the earth, and Lu Xun's figure swept out, instantly in front of Ling Feng, the magic knife was mighty, and the killing light was brilliant.

Ling Feng took half a step back, and the Purple Demon Sword turned, Ling Xue Guang, retrograde to resist the demon.

Fast sword confrontation, one is fast, the other is faster, the two strongest in the younger generation, at this moment, the real life and death fight, without reservation, the top can do, which shocked the world.

Strong, still strong, only when I saw it with my own eyes did I realize that the swordsmen and sword demons of the Shenzhou Continent in the past had become so terrifying.

The demon yuan that appeared on the top was a vision of heaven and earth where the battle intent had reached the limit, and the sound of swords and knives echoed, powerful and terrifying.

The duel between best friends is not for hatred, not for hatred, but for a chance, to give yourself a chance, but also to give each other a chance.

The road ahead is difficult, accompanied by the sonorous sound of swords and swords, life and death, one person is lost, even if it is difficult, he must reach out and pull it back.

"The land of the abyss moves mountains and rivers!"

The falling sword light that rose to the sky turned the whole body into devastation, and the infinite sword intent surged like a retrograde sword rain, majestic and grand, and there was no way to avoid it.

The barbarian jumped up, and the demonic aura on the magic knife swirled, swinging round and round, and then falling from the sky, falling into the sky, with supreme demonic might, breaking through the sword rain in the sky.

The blades of the swords slammed against each other, the aftermath shook, the sky shook and the earth shattered, and the sand and dust were stirred.

The splendid battle makes people can't help but look sideways, in the distance, the strong people who participated in the battle are silent, such a powerful person, if he has not awakened the memory of his previous life, if he is not a person of the Heavenly Dao, even if he is a demon, the current Fengnan County, why not be afraid of others.

It's a pity that there has never been an assumption in the world that the barbarians who have fallen into the devil are slaughtered and can no longer see the slightest warmth and coldness of human nature.

The sword light and sword qi crossed the ears, the black hair fell, the backhand attacked again, crossed the air, and a sword and a knife followed the block, the sound of the wind, unable to keep up with the changes in the blade of the sword, this battle, did not turn around, until one side was defeated, it would be the end.

I don't know when the sword Bodhi has withdrawn from the battle, the ancient sword is back in the sheath, the branches and leaves rustle, the golden light is dazzling, and the Buddha Yuan is gathered.

The most unmissable battle made people more and more nervous, a knife, a sword, the knife was held by the demon barbarian, and the sword was also Ling Feng's insistence.

There was a bang, and the sword was clearly divided, and the magic knife went backwards, slashing through a brilliant blood flower.

Ling Feng endured the injury, his sword turned around, and he swung the magic knife, and at the same time, his left hand reached out and clasped the former's right shoulder.

The wind and snow were agitated, and the extremely cold air was surging, and the demon yuan urged to the peak, forcibly hindering the demon's action.

"Senpai!"

Ling Feng drank heavily, in the wind and snow, his breath rose wildly, and the phoenix roared in the sky, bursting out a waterfall and dazzling blood mist.

The Demon Yuan was under pressure, violently counterattacked, surging out like a tide, and the most direct foundation and cultivation were dueling, making the battle situation enter the most dangerous stage.

At the corners of Ling Feng's mouth, blood continued to flow, and he endured the pain to buy time for Jian Bodhi.

Outside of the battle situation, the Bodhi Law refers to the movement of thoughts, the sora leads the light, and the six-character mantra of Buddhism comes out, turning into a chain of golden characters, trapping the demons.

The double forcibly suppressed the barbarians, and the Divine Monarch Demon Yuan intensified the power of the Buddha chain and trapped the barbarians in it.

The surging demonic qi, cold qi, and Buddha Yuan collided sharply between heaven and earth, and the corners of Jian Bodhi, Ling Feng, and the barbarian's mouth were all dyed red, and the terrifying spiritual power fluctuated, trembling in a radius of ten miles, and one after another large cracks rumbled and cracked.

Jian Bodhi, Ling Feng and the two of them took a step further and swallowed their injuries, at this most critical moment, how could they tolerate any failure.

The lock-shaped word chain kept turning, and under the joint efforts of the two, it finally submerged into the demon's body little by little, forcibly locking the surging demonic energy.

Seeing that it was successful, Ling Feng withdrew from the battle situation, his figure swept by, and he instantly went to the side of Ling Wangyi, who was in the most critical situation, and opened the storm with his sword, blocking Benjiang's killing move.

"Retreat!"

At the sound of an order, the four of them quickly left the battlefield and swept towards the large army in the rear.

The barbarians, the magic knives were all taken away, and the difficult battle came to an end.

Benjiang wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, looked at the retreating four, his eyes surging with murderous intent, and he didn't chase it.

Ling Feng and his party were obviously prepared, and now they were chasing after them, it was likely that there was still something waiting for them.

Thirty miles away from Fengnan County, four people arrived, and after a big battle, they were all injured.

Ling Feng, Po Jun, Jian Bodhi and a few others did not stay for too long, and after temporarily stabilizing their injuries, they left the territory of Fengnan County with the demonic barbarians.

In a sealed stone room, the barbarian stood quietly, his deep eyes, indifferent and calm, and he still couldn't see half of the waves.

In front of the stone room, Bodhi recited mantras, muddy words, turned into one after another Buddha light that crossed the world, and pressed towards the barbarian.

A touch of pain flashed in the barbarian's eyes, and with the Buddha's words that were constantly suppressed, blood flowed silently in his eyes and ears.

The unyielding demon did not say a word, bearing the pain, and his upright body never bent down in the slightest.

Outside the stone room, Ling Feng looked at his friend who was constantly bleeding from the Seven Apertures, and although he couldn't bear it, he forcibly made up his mind.

Sunset and sunrise, from night to early morning, and then from morning to the middle of the day, the Buddha's words cross the world, constantly purifying the demonic energy on the demon's body.

Day and night have passed, and the demons are still unyielding, and the demons that cannot be saved, even if they are supreme Dharma, will not have the slightest effect.

The demon's eyes were closed, and the blood was dripping down one after another, and under the power of the Buddha, he fell like a thousand swords.

Bodhi waved his hand, Su Luo Kaifeng, the Sinking Demon Demon, the Buddha Yuan on the sword, kept falling, half an hour later, Bodhi withdrew, and the door of the stone chamber slowly closed.

"Isn't it okay?" asked Ling Feng with a hint of bitterness flashing across his face.

"The demonic qi eats the heart, it can't be purified, in addition, there is even worse news, this person's soul is not in the body, it should have been taken by someone" Jian Bodhi said in a condensed voice.

When Ling Feng heard this, his eyes suddenly turned cold, the three souls and six spirits were incomplete, life and death could not be controlled by his own body, with the strength of the barbarians, even the several strong people in the camp of the anti-heaven could not be easily suppressed, and it was very clear who took this soul.

"Ling Feng, what's wrong with the barbarian?"

The Oriental Phoenix walked in the support of Baili Weien, and there was still a little sickly pale on its delicate cheeks, and the cold wind blew and trembled slightly.

Ling Feng took off the clothes on his body, put them on, wiped away the bitterness and coldness in his eyes, and said gently, "It's not a big problem, it's just that the demonic qi on the barbarian's body is a little troublesome to clear, however, I will find a way as soon as possible, didn't you say that among us, I am the smartest person, these small things will be solved soon."

The Eastern Phoenix gritted its teeth and didn't say anything, while Brivien was silent and didn't speak.

"Ling Feng, this world is so big, only four people can save the barbarians. Jian Bodhi looked at Ling Feng, was silent for a moment, and said slowly.

"Who is it?" Ling Feng's eyes flashed with a hint of essence as he looked at Jian Bodhi Dao.

"Heavenly Dao Divine Monarch, Kill the Heavens and Netherworld!" Jian Bodhi was silent for a long time before he said slowly.

He is a Divine Monarch, but he has never possessed all the abilities of the Divine Monarch, and it is impossible for the Heavenly Dao to make a move, because they are already opposites, and the barbarian is still a powerful general under his command, as for the Heaven Killing Netherworld, Ling Feng knew that the Heaven Killing Demon Monarch Chu Chen must be the Heaven Killing Demon Monarch Chu Chen, but he did not know about the number one person in the Netherworld.

"Who is the Netherworld?" Ling Feng was silent for a moment and looked at Jian Bodhi Dao.

For this Sword Bodhi, which had existed for countless years, Ling Feng still admired it from the bottom of his heart.

The Buddha has already been annihilated in this world for an era, he is a Buddha cultivator, a powerful person with a broad heart.

Back then, he met Jian Bodhi in Fengnan County, and neither of them knew each other's names, and it was only because of the same personality that the two became friends.

Now, Heavenly Dao is attacking Fengnan County, and Jian Bodhi does not hesitate to make a move, this is the character.

"Netherworld, Netherworld!" Jian Bodhi looked at Ling Feng and said, "Are you really a Divine Monarch?"

Ling Feng looked at Jian Bodhi's appearance and nodded.

He is a god, and this is something he cannot change.

In his previous life, he was the king who controlled the gods, but in this life, he couldn't even protect his relatives.

He's blaming himself, he's guilty, his family, his friends, it's all because of him.

"If you are really a god king, I just want to tell you that the barbarian has lost a soul and a soul, and he must have enough ability to suppress that soul and soul, at least so that his life will not be threatened in any way. Jian Bodhi looked at Ling Feng and said in a deep voice.

"I haven't fully awakened the memories of the Divine Monarch, so I can't use many of my abilities. Ling Feng smiled bitterly.

"Do you want him to live?" After being silent for a long time, Du Sheng looked at Ling Feng and said.

Du Sheng's words were very direct and pointed to the central point.

Whether he wants the barbarian to live or die is a very important matter.

"He's my best friend, just like you. Ling Feng looked at Du Sheng and said.

Du Sheng nodded, and then said seriously: "Give him back to the Heavenly Dao, now we don't have the strength to rescue the barbarian, if we stay, the barbarian will definitely die, if we return it to the Heavenly Dao, he will live, only by living, we have hope." ”

Du Sheng's words were very light, but they were very shocking.

They only thought about saving the barbarian, but they never thought that the life and death of the barbarian were not in their hands.

Sometimes, life is hope, just like the barbarians now.

"Ling Feng, make a decision!" Du Sheng sighed and looked at Ling Feng.

No one said anything, just looked at Ling Feng quietly, waiting for Ling Feng to make a decision.