On the spiritual mountain, the blood flowed like a river.

"Get out!" Zhu Bajie scolded, and with a wave of the nine-toothed nail rake in his hand, several bad Buddhist sectarians were blasted away by him.

Tang Sanzang and his party had already arrived at the ferry port of Lingyundu. Zhu Bajie wiped the sweat on his forehead, looked at Ling Yundu, and scolded: "It's so fucking ruthless! It's hard enough! It's cool enough!"

Lingyundu has turned into a river of blood. Zhu Bajie has been a coward all his life, but at this moment, standing on the top of Lingshan Mountain, standing on the bank of Lingyundu, holding a blood-stained nail rake, he feels like a hero.

A hero who killed Lingshan used his strength to draw the last end to the Journey to the West catastrophe!

No matter how the history of the Three Realms evolves, the world will definitely remember this earth-shattering battle, will remember Tang Sanzang, remember Zhu Bajie, remember Bailongma, and

"Third Senior Brother!" Zhu Bajie looked up at the sky, and the scattered blood rain dropped on his face, as cold as ice.

That terrifying figure, with every swing of a knife in the sky, would roll up a blood-colored hurricane.

Renekton had forgotten the tiredness, the drain on mana, and he couldn't possibly remember how many people had fallen under his own sword.

Kill, kill, kill! Recton swings his knife, swings his knife, swings his knife again!

The Tyrant Steel Blade trembled, trembling as the killing madness trembled.

"Drink!" Renekton roared, and the black broken knife slashed through the sky. But this time was different, and no one fell.

for all men are dead.

Renekton gasped violently, overlooking the blood-colored earth under his feet, the spiritual mountain that was originally known as the sacred land of Buddhism had turned into a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood at this time. The river of Lingyundu was tumbling, and a touch of blood red had been dyed all over the banks of the river.

Renekton slowly fell from the sky and came to Zhu Bajie's side. Zhu Bajie, Tang Sanzang, and Bailong Ma Ao Ling looked at the peerless demon king and couldn't say a word.

"Let's go. Renekton just said this, casually pulled a ferry boat from the side, and continued to move forward with the westward journey team. Behind them were more than 100,000 Buddhists, but they were all dead bodies by this time.

Corpses are meaningless things.

On the opposite bank of Lingyundu, the outline of the Great Leiyin Temple has clearly appeared in the eyes of the Journey to the West. Renekton clenched the demon knife and the Taixu Hongmeng Banner with a solemn expression.

No one speaks, and at such times, no one wants to speak.

"Amitabha!"

A resounding Buddha horn came from the Great Thunder Yin Temple, and countless Buddha lights illuminated the sky. A Buddhist Buddha stepped on the lotus platform and flew out of the Great Leiyin Temple.

As far as the eye can see, the Vajra Buddha is not bad, the Medicine Buddha, the Buddha of Dingguang, the Buddha of Joy and other high-level Buddhist leaders have all arrived, and there are many Buddhas that Rekton does not know.

Lingyundu's boat docked, and a blood-stained Renekton stepped on the backyard of Lingshan.

In front of him were the Buddhas of Buddhism. Zhu Bajie and Tang Sanzang were a little hesitant, after all, the foundation of Buddhism is too deep, in the face of so many Buddhist Buddhas, can Renekton really break through?

But this question, Renekton did not want to think about it, and his gaze passed through the many Buddhas of Buddhism and looked at the Great Lei Yin Temple.

"If you come, let's come out and fight!" "Renekton's voice was very loud, "This is a duel between us, what is the use of you sending so many cannon fodder?"

"Drain my mana, or weaken my will? What are you kidding! If you really have the guts, how about trying my blade for yourself?"

Renekton held the black broken knife high and looked at the Great Thunder Temple proudly.

Renekton is inviting battle, he is provoking, he is not afraid of the Buddha, he just looks down on the Buddha's actions.

"Amitabha!" The voice of the Buddha finally came from the Great Thunder Yin Temple, "Thunder Demon King, you have polluted my Lingshan Buddha Land and created a shocking killing, and today the Buddha will personally end you!"

Rulai, after all, is Rulai, no matter when, you must always find a perfect excuse for yourself, so that you will always stand on the side of justice. But this point has no meaning to Renekton.

What is the meaning of the so-called justice, justification, on the battlefield?

In the Great Lei Yin Temple, above the Buddha's light, the twelve lotus platforms float, and the Buddha of the Western Heaven and the Great Sun slowly appeared on the shore of Lingyundu.

"Meet the Buddha!" "These Buddhas of Buddhism are almost all of the current Buddha lineage, and they are also loyal followers of the Buddha.

"Thunder Demon King, in today's battle, I will come to meet you in person. The Buddha looked at Renekton with a deep gaze. Many Buddhas on the side were a little surprised, and some even suggested that there was no need to talk about morality to deal with the Thunder Demon King, and everyone would definitely be able to subdue him in a hurry.

"That's enough!" the Buddha looked at the crowd, "you don't have to die in this battle." ”

If the Buddha is insidious, cunning, and playing with power, but as a top powerhouse in the Three Realms, it is natural that there will be a strong man's pride hidden in his chest. Therefore, the Buddha of Nyorai responded to the battle, not because he had no plan, but because he had to prove that he was the Buddha of Nyorai and a generation of quasi-masters.

"Rulai, I didn't expect you to have such a refreshing time. A smile appeared on the corner of Renekton's mouth, "Today is your home field, so let you do it first." ”

The Buddha looked at Renekton with a solemn face, and said: "Thunder Demon King, in today's battle, let's go to the source of Lingyundu, if this battle destroys Lingshan, you don't want to take the Western Meridian." ”

"Good!" Renekton replied, turning into a gust of wind and flying towards the source of Lingyundu. If the Buddha stepped on the twelve-rank lotus platform, he also rushed towards the ferry of Lingyundu.

Lingyundu, a large river under Lingshan, its source is on the mountainside of Lingshan, in a huge valley.

It is overgrown with wild grass, everything is lonely, and the hollow valley is quiet, as if it is far away from all the hustle and bustle of the world. Many 10,000 years ago, a generation of saints led the Buddha, supported the boat upstream, came to the source of Lingyundu, and realized the boundless Buddhism, so as to achieve the immortal body of the mixed yuan.

Now, a generation of demon king Reekton and Buddhism are now Buddhas, and they are about to divide the winners and losers here.

The wind of the Three Realms swept the heavens and the earth, and everyone watched this battle. No one will meddle in the battle between Reekton and the Buddha, because they want to see how powerful the Buddha is, and they want to see how many miracles the most magical demon king in the past 10,000 years can create.

Renekton's figure landed on a rock in the valley cliff.

The Buddha stepped on the twelve-rank lotus platform and floated in mid-air.

"Let's do it!" Renekton held the demon knife horizontally in front of him, and held the Taixu Hongmeng Banner in his other hand.

"Amitabha!" Buddha sighed, at this time, there was no need to talk nonsense.

As the owner of the law of space, each palm of the Buddha contains 108,000 miles of Buddha land space, and its weight is simply not something that ordinary people can imagine.

In the Three Realms, under the saints, no one can forcibly connect to the Buddha Kingdom in the palm of the Buddha's ten successful powers!

At this time, Renekton, facing the giant palm that fell from the sky, felt that the surrounding space was completely crushed, and the vast Buddha Kingdom almost swallowed itself.

"Hmph!" Recton snorted coldly, that's right, the Buddha Kingdom in the palm of the Buddha is indeed very strong, but where is he afraid of him?

The black demon knife is swinging!

"Time, stand still!" Renekton roared, and at the last moment, he activated the time standstill, and the surrounding world came to a complete standstill, but he himself was at this moment, facing the Buddha Kingdom in the palm of the Buddha!

"Thunder Demon King, is this looking for death?" Duobao Dao people watched this battle from thousands of miles away, he and the Buddha are old opponents, and they know better than anyone that this move is ten successful in the power of the Buddha Kingdom, who else in the world dares to shake it?

Xiao Yao, who was wearing a blood-colored robe, also saw this scene, and he knew Renekton better than anyone else. Even if the world is going to retreat, Renekton will move forward without hesitation.

To retreat is to admit it, but Renekton will never admit it, let alone admit it!

"Whisker!" Rekton condensed the strength of his whole body, and the blood-stained steel blade trembled violently!

The blade of the knife and the huge Buddha palm are slammed together!

In front of the Great Lei Yin Temple, the river of Lingyundu suddenly tumbled, and the river that had been flowing quietly for thousands of years turned into a turbulent wave at this time! At the end of the long river, a huge spatial black hole almost swallowed everything, and the terrifying mana shook the entire heaven and earth.

Everyone gasped, the battle between the two quasi-saint masters was really terrifying, and it was almost about to catch up with the peak momentum of the battle between Beidou and Yuding.

"Amitabha!" the Buddha looked at the valley that had turned into a scorched earth with a solemn face, and his heart was terrified.

Drip!

A drop of blood dripped from the palm of the Buddha's hand, and the Buddha looked at the wound in his palm, although the wound was not big, it was the first time in a million years that he had been hit on the palm of his hand. As soon as the Buddha became famous, he was most proud of this palm, and now someone dared to hurt his palms as soon as he came up.

"How's it going, Rulai?" Reekton's body slowly rose from the scorched earth, he gasped violently and trembled. He could clearly feel better than anyone how terrible the palm of the Buddha was, and although his own knife hurt his palm, the price he paid was a wound all over his body.

However, Renekton did not regret it, because he knew that his mana and background were not as good as the Buddha, and if he confessed as soon as he came up, then this battle would not have to be fought.

The Buddha looked at Renekton quietly, and he knew that the arrogant little demon king at the beginning had now grown to the point where he could threaten him.

Then, this Buddha will strangle you on the road of growth today! The Buddha clasped his hands together and looked at Renekton with a solemn expression.