A snow-colored lotus flower blooming with platinum brilliance floated out of his right hand holding the hilt of his sword, and the brilliant lotus silk swayed in the wind.

The blooming petals shone with brilliant colors, and the graceful swirling flowers flew into his heart.

His mangled body floated in the air, and was completely healed by the glowing golden light, becoming solemn and holy, and wonderful.

The golden light was woven into black trousers and a robe with a hood, and the six pieces of the white and gold robe spread out like petals.

The Gülen sword without a scabbard burst out with black qi, wisps of black qi attached to the entire sleeveless right arm; The blade magically shrunk, turning into a cross sword and imprinting his right palm.

The wind blew his flowing black hair, and his body shimmered in the morning sun, and he opened his eyes in unprecedented tranquility and found himself moving towards the shores of the Blue Sea.

It was the giant fighting Buddha who supported him with a five-fingered mountain-like palm.

The Buddha statue looked so supreme, silent, pure and compassionate, more dazzling than illuminating a cloudless sunset, but it bent down and silently stretched out a hand to the earth.

Ruins and mountains of ruins stretch into the distance.

The demons and monsters who had lost their dwellings appeared, and they all knelt down and kowtowed to the Buddha.

"Go ahead, slay the demon soul with the Glenn sword!"

"Sun Monkey! You're trying to make my life worse than death, aren't you? They are my followers, my warriors. ”

The demon king, who was alarmed by the loud Buddha sound, appeared on the back of the host's right hand in the form of a red pupil.

This eye, held down by the outstretched palm of his left hand, never had a chance to speak again.

The black iron long sword engraved with blood-red lines stretched out in Feng Yu's hand, spewing out endless wisps of black gas.

The demonic power of the Glenn Sword penetrated his internal organs, and the power that was about to move was dancing in his body.

His face was covered with spider-like black and cyan lines, and his body moved rapidly in an instant, flying to the center of the city.

Buildings made of gold, silver, steel, glass, glass, and rock are bizarre and unique, standing silently in the haze that covers the sky and the sun.

The demon soul hidden in the black mist swooped down, surging towards the lonely boy from all directions, obscuring him without a trace.

Their number is like a collection of billions of yellow sand, and the heavens and the earth are wrapped in impenetrable wind.

The magnificent sword qi was mixed with golden light, cutting through the terrifying black mist and wind wheals, refracting several sharp lights and shadows that crisscrossed and criss-crossed.

The characters who have been blessed by the power of the Gülen Sword and the Merit List have become transcendent beings like gods and demons.

Where the sword is, destroy the void, slash the demons and evil spirits of the ten directions, and the demon boss is charming.

Terrified screams erupted from the terrifying and dark evil aura, and the earth-shattering sound echoed through the treacherous city.

The demon soul that was still breathing gathered into a towering, fleshy figure, wielding a giant sword made of scorching black flames in both hands, intent on killing the boy.

Between the convergence of weapons, the murderous aura released erupted in an arc of light, and the sword light mixed with the shock wave flew for kilometers.

Feng Yu was tragically suppressed by the troll's sword-like ferocious force, and instantly fell into the earth from a high altitude, causing a rumbling vibration and setting off a flood of gunpowder smoke in the sky.

The low-rise houses were shattered in an instant, scattered in a violent and ferocious storm.

A piece of ground with a diameter of about 200 meters is sunken into a mortar more than 10 meters deep.

The man lying in the center of the crater was covered in blood and motionless as if he was dead.

The troll is like a moving mountain, roaring like an angry lion, and the sound goes straight out of the clouds.

It lifted a foot that shook the heavens and the earth, and stepped on it with all its might.

A terrifying dark shadow casts on the ground, enveloping a huge crater, and will trample the ant-sized boy to the point of scum.

At this time, a thrilling scene occurred, and the brilliant and dazzling golden light of the morning sun was released from the heart of Feng Yu, and the whole body quickly surged and repaired the body. This is a critical moment to save your life.

Before the troll's feet could touch the ground, a golden figure as brilliant as a flame bounced upward.

The giant monster that was spewing out of the black mist was unstable, and one of Optimus Prime's big feet was dismantled by the flying golden light.

Countless moans and wails tore through the air, and the troll's black hole-like eyes reflected the light of the approaching figure, and the hem of the coat like a lotus blossom flew like a dream.

Catching a glimpse of the blade of light slashing horizontally across its neck, it felt its head tilt and its vision shake violently.

The sword-wielder raised his arms high, and his light and leaping posture was like a magic bird.

In the first-level vision that suddenly tilted and was dyed with black qi, the golden light that slashed and swept away the black qi turned into a sharp blade and flashed from the neck to the crotch, breaking through the burly body of the troll with a single sword.

It was a tragic killing that happened in an instant.

The troll's body tore apart in half, then exploded.

The demon spirits collapsed, throwing out the black mist and storm in the sky, babbling and screaming in fear, and surrounded the youth group hanging in the sky.

Feng Yu's body was radiant, and the dazzling color even suppressed the black mist demonic energy of the Gülen Sword, and the weapon turned into a golden lightsaber that scattered beams.

When each sword light flew through the void, it was like a thunderbolt that pierced the sky.

"Stinky boy! Have you killed enough? The Demon King's words gritted his teeth echoed with the Glenn Sword.

At this moment, the golden lightsaber retreated in brilliant color, and a beam of black qi emerged.

The sword trembled uncontrollably in his right hand, making Feng Yu almost unable to suppress his demonic energy.

Seeing the situation, the demon soul counterattacked, let out a lion's roar, and pounced from all directions, turning into a sword that rained down from the sky.

Feng Yu swung the Glenn sword to shatter the weapon, and sharp fragments flew all around him.

He easily avoided the sword light that burst into the sky, and the long sword in his hand continued to slash out the sharp light that soared into the sky.

The figure flying through the air resembles a dazzling lotus flower, and the hem of the coat spread out six pieces is turned over in the wind.

The void was full of light and shadow, sparks were everywhere, and countless broken blades repeatedly burst out, and the sound of "clang" was clear and piercing.

The Demon King sneered: "If it weren't for the power of the Glenn Sword to bless you, don't talk about any beautiful swordsmanship, you would have been shot into a hedgehog long ago." ”

His hand holding the sword suddenly paused for a moment, and even his expression froze, because the demon soul seemed to be beaten back to its original form, turning into black mist and scurrying around.

He turned his face to look at the blue sea in the west, and the golden pupils reflected the image of the light curtain.

The sky and the earth are full of light and holiness, as if thousands of suns are shining on the treacherous city.

Golden auspicious clouds spread all over the space, and the four purple gold wind wheels emitting colorful treasure light appeared in the southeast and northwest directions of the sky, and there were swastika symbols in the constantly rotating wind wheels.

This is a huge "Wonderful Light Purple Gold Wind Wheel", radiating 8,000 auras, and the light reflects the perfect image of the sacred and solemn Buddha of Fighting Victory.

He was 100 meters tall and appeared in the center of the wind wheel, his body was purple and gold, and in one left hand he held the Lotus of the Universe, which glowed with 84,000 colors, each color emitting 84,000 holy lights.

The warmth and softness of the holy light shone on the treacherous city, causing countless demon souls to disappear in the shroud of light.