Miao Shan lowered the demon pestle in one fell swoop, and thousands of Miao Shan killed the opposite side together.

On the opposite side were also thousands of Heavenly Demons wearing the masks of Shura demons.

Miao Shan thought that the other side was deliberately imitating his own clothes, so as to confuse his heart, so he shouted:

"Kill the demons! Kill the Buddha every time! Kill your ancestors! Kill, kill, kill!"

The Buddha and the demon do not stand together, and the two people just collide together, and suddenly the flesh and blood fly, as if an invisible meat grinder fell into the crowd, and the blood flowed like a river for a while, which was unbearable.

Miao Shan killed the Heavenly Demon in front of him with a pestle, but as a result, he felt a pain in his back and was pierced in the chest by another Heavenly Demon.

The Heavenly Demon was crazy, and he didn't know what expression his face under the mask was, but he just shouted, "Kill the Buddha every time!" Kill demons!"

Miao Shan listened to the voice very familiar, it was clearly his own voice, and roared angrily, "Heavenly Demons mess with my Dao heart!"

A pestle slammed into the other person's face, causing the mask to fall to the ground, revealing a face that was exactly the same as Miaozen's.

The Heavenly Demon roared, "You are the Heavenly Demon! You're messing with my Dao heart!"

Both of them were very familiar with each other's paths, and they were inseparable until they no longer had any strength, and collapsed to the ground, only to find that the armies on both sides had died, and only the two of them were left.

After the break, the two of them lifted up a little strength and began to accuse each other of being heavenly demons again.

Miao Shan said angrily, "I'm not a Heavenly Demon, you're a Heavenly Demon!"

The Heavenly Demon also said angrily, "You are the Heavenly Demon, I am not the Heavenly Demon, I have proof!"

Miao Shan said, "What evidence? Take it out and take a look!"

The Heavenly Demon laughed madly: "I have sacrificed countless people in the future, I have immeasurable merits, and this glazed light relic in my body is the proof!"

She reversed the demon pestle and inserted it into her chest, opening a bloody hole, then reached in and groped, first pulled out a bloody green thing, and shook her head: "No, no, this is a gallbladder."

She fumbled again, and said, "I found it!" She took out a relic with a faint light and swayed it in front of Miao Shan, "I am the Bodhisattva of all living beings! You are the Heavenly Devil! Hahaha!"

Miao Shan stared at the relic, her head swaying as the relics swayed.

After a while, she covered her head and screamed, "Impossible! No way! If you are a bodhisattva! What am I?"

She also turned the demon pestle and inserted it into her chest, and after groping for a long time, she finally found an identical relic.

She breathed a sigh of relief: "I'm not a demon, I'm also a bodhisattva."

Coming back to her senses, she lay down next to the dying "Heavenly Demon" and muttered, "We are all bodhisattvas...... Where is the devil......

Gifted and intelligent, she quickly figured out the cause and effect, leaving tears in the corners of her eyes.

"It turns out that I am just a relic for energy, and I will never become a Buddha in my life......

In the world of Buddhas, there are 3,000 Buddhas on a single leaf.

And in every Buddha country, there are countless wonderful virtues who are dedicating themselves to maintaining the world.

If she becomes a Buddha, the world will be destroyed.

There has never been a demon, because there has never been a Buddha.

In the Buddha world created by Ssangyong, Miao Shan gradually weakens and goes crazy, her future is completely cut off, and there is no future body for her to summon.

Murder and heartbreaking!

The four royal beings who watched all this felt creepy and subconsciously stayed away from Shuanglong.

Uncle Wang withdrew the dragon qi, leaving only a dry corpse of Miaoshan floating in the universe.

"This is my first and last time as a thief, and I feel really uncomfortable." Uncle Wang sighed.

Bai Linglong said: "I don't feel good either, as long as we defeat Maitreya, there should be no more enemies who need us to attack in the future." ……

"The face burning incarnation that provided you with life force is gone!"

"I'm sorry, I didn't expect me to be so accurate, I really only happened once, and I was hit, who knows? You see everyone is still very kind, all

I'm enthusiastically helping her deliver the baby!"

"Oh, this one is even worse, the body and spirit are destroyed, and I don't even have the courage to live."

In the new world, Wang Zhuo pointed to the round light mirror and started the taunt.

And Maitreya, who was also watching the battle on the side, was expressionless, but when he saw that Miaoshan was beaten by Shuanglong until the future was exhausted, and he lost hope, he showed a trace of sadness.

Wang Zhuo removed the round light mirror and said, "Maitreya, have you admitted defeat?"

The three major incarnations of the outside world all failed, and he was trapped in Wang Zhuo's infinite new universe world, and Maitreya knew that his chances of turning the tables were very slim.

He said, "It all happened so suddenly, and now that I think about it, I realize that it was a trap for me. Your new world is a cage built to capture me, right?"

Wang Zhuo shook his head and was about to answer, but a gentle voice answered Maitreya's question.

"Let's talk about it as an old monk."

A handsome middle-aged man with curly hair and a shawl, wearing a robe, and looking like Lu Liangwei, walked through the void.

He is the Buddha, the only Buddha of the Three Realms, Shakyamuni.

When Wang Zhuo saw him for the first time, he knew why he could easily subdue the Peacock Ming King, and he was really handsome.

The father and son looked at each other in the air, and their emotions were very calm.

"This is not the new world, but the body of the world-destroying dragon Jeton."

"Jeton's body?" Maitreya looked abrupt, "When did this plan begin?"

"This project began more than 5,000 years ago. But it's not for you, my child."

Maitreya said, "I know, I'm afraid I'm just a tool. I guess, what you're trying to capture is the Book of Heaven, right? Use my body to trap the Heavenly Book, and then use the Dragon King's New World to trap me. In this way, sentient beings are freed from their fate, right?"

Wang Zhuo said, "The guess is not bad. Actually, I just learned about it for a short time. Didn't I travel to outer space some time ago? When I was running towards the center of the galaxy, I ran into a man, and I got involved in it."

"Who is it?"

Wang Zhuo's face showed a strange expression: "It's funny, that person turned out to be myself. But after my sudden death, I traveled thousands of years ago and became the Yellow Emperor, an enlightened being. I designed it all by pretending to be dead, and I perfected it with Lear."

Maitreya's mood finally began to fluctuate, and an unknown character kept flashing in his eyes: "Yellow Emperor...... Where is he now......

Wang Zhuo put away his cynical appearance, showed a very majestic demeanor, and said coldly, "Can't you recognize it in front of you? Fate."

Maitreya sneered, "Fate will not die, and the Book of Heaven will not go wrong. Yellow Emperor, you won for a while, but you can't win for a lifetime!"

"You will not perish, but all living beings will never stop fighting."

As he spoke, a book appeared above Wang Zhuo's head, the pages of which were turned and filled with unintelligible characters.

Although I couldn't understand it, there were two words clearly written between the lines: "will".

Stimulated by this book, the Book of Heaven emerged from the top of Maitreya's head, and the two books echoed each other from afar, but they confronted each other.

This is a dispute between the book of man and the book of heaven.