At this time, the deputy sect leaders of the three major sects actually started a battle in the Xiaoleiyin Temple. All parties in the Three Realms naturally also knew about this matter, and it can be said that they were full of emotion.

I think that not long ago, the demon kingdom was first established, spread throughout the Three Realms, and its prestige was far and wide, even if it was a teaching that had stood for millions of years, it was even under the power of the demon kingdom at the end. Now, under the ferocity of the saint, the demon kingdom has been destroyed, which can be said to be once in the sky and once underground, and even the luck of the Journey to the West Tribulation has been slaughtered as fish and meat by all parties.

And Renekton, as the only remaining generation of demon kings in the demon kingdom, what ability does he have in the face of the slaughter of the three giants? Although the yellow-eyed novice on the side is not used to the snobbish behavior of the three sects, after all, his power is low, so he can only remain silent.

"Enough!"

A roar from Renekton silenced the arena.

Duobao Daoist, Burning Lamp Daoist, Buddha Rulai, and Grand Master Xuandu looked at Renekton at the same time.

Lekton held the black broken knife in his hand and sighed, "There is nothing more desolate in the world than this. As the great sage of the demon country, I bear the burden of the demon country, and now I am humiliated here, which is a great hatred in life. ”

The black broken knife reflected a flash of snow, and Rexton looked at the three deputy sect masters, and said slowly: "I know that the three of you are the strongest quasi-saint masters of the current generation, and the three major sects are not something that I can fight against alone. ”

"However, if anyone dares to fight my demon country luck, first ask me if the knife in my hand will agree!"

Renekton's voice echoed across the snow.

It can be said that Renekton has had a lot of confusion in his life, but now, he is very aware of what he is shouldering. A glass of liquor made Maitreya Buddha understand the meaning of his life, and also let him find his way out of the fog, and now is the time for him to prove the meaning of his life with practical actions.

The Buddha sighed and said, "Amitabha, Lord Lei Shi's obsession is too deep, why don't you let me enlighten you?"

"Hahaha!

Renekton looked up to the sky and laughed, turning into a gust of wind and flashing in front of the Buddha, and the black demon knife fell directly. The faces of the Duobao Dao and the Xuandu Archmage on the side changed, but they didn't expect Renekton to really dare to fight against them.

"Amitabha, Thunder Demon King, although you have forcibly broken through to the quasi-saint now, you are just a pseudo-quasi-saint. The Buddha suddenly laughed, and his jade-like palm fluttered towards the broken knife.

Rumble!

A terrifying burst of mana surged out, and the surrounding snowflakes splashed like waves crashing on the vast earth. Fortunately, this small Leiyin Temple is the dojo of Maitreya Buddha, and the defense is not bad, otherwise under this move, I am afraid that it will be razed to the ground within a radius of dozens of miles.

Renekton's figure flew back dozens of feet, his arms trembling. Zhu Bajie and Tang Sanzang on the side were even more frightened, especially Tang Sanzang, who had been staring at the Buddha, and couldn't believe that this person who acted so snobbish was the deputy head of Buddhism, the ancestor of ten thousand Buddhas, and the Buddha.

Tang Sanzang could feel that something in his heart was beginning to collapse gradually.

Renekton's face was rather ugly, and he could feel that when he faced the Buddha, it was as if a lonely boat was fighting against the sea. He is now a quasi-saint cultivator of the Ten Heavens, but this is what he forcibly broke through between the limits of life and death, and he has never understood the comprehension and application of the law, the perception of the way of heaven, and the fighting method of the quasi-saint, so the Buddha will call him a pseudo-quasi-saint.

"Amitabha, the Thunder Demon King, the one who knows the times is Junjie, if you are willing to hand over the position of the person who should be robbed by the Journey to the West, you can keep your body safe. The Buddha said with a smile.

The Duobao Daoist on the side also said: "Renekton, you better be honest! You don't have the demon kingdom behind you now, you are alone, who will help you?"

"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable, Lord Lei Shi, I will persuade you with good words, you must not be too obsessed. "Archmage Xuandu also said.

The three of them knew better than anyone else that the thing of luck seemed to be ethereal, but its importance was comparable to that of an innate spirit treasure. Moreover, the Innate Spirit Treasure can only suppress luck, and luck itself can bring hope to a sect and a race.

Even a mortal with no mana can dominate the Three Realms if he gets great luck. Throughout the ages, how many heroes and heroes have struggled under the word luck.

The three quasi-sect leaders were aggressive, and at this time, Renekton had no way to retreat.

Is it down, or is it resisting?

If it were someone else, I am afraid that he would have already succumbed to the obscenity of the three quasi-sect masters at this moment, but Renekton is no one else, he is the Great Sage of the Angry Heavens, and the only hope of the Demon Kingdom!

"Hmph! Even if the Heavenly Dao stands in front of me to stop me, I will use the knife in my hand to cut a bloody path!"

Renekton stood up again, his blood-red eyes looking at the three would-be sect masters.

"Renekton, since you don't know what to do, don't blame me for being ruthless!" Duobao Daoist suddenly said in a ruthless tone, "If you come, Xuandu, kill this Renekton, let's solve Zhu Bajie and Tang Sanzang again, and then we will distribute the quota of the Journey to the West team ourselves!"

As soon as Duobao Daoren's cruel words came out, the Buddha immediately agreed. The Xuandu Archmage hesitated for a moment, but in the face of the temptation of atmospheric luck, he still nodded.

The current Journey to the West is completely different, and the catastrophe sent down by the Journey to the West list does not even stipulate the personnel involved, that is to say, even if all the people in Renekton are wiped out now, it is the same to find someone else to carry out the Journey to the West.

"Renekton, I'll send you to the Nine Shadows today to see your demon brothers!" Duobao Dao people's eyes were cold, and when they raised their hands, countless magic weapons turned into torrents, hovering thousands of feet above the sky, converging into a colorful dragon, and pounced on Renekton!

At the beginning, Renekton had fought against the Duobao Dao people in the Biyou Palace, but the Duobao Dao people at that time did not use the strength of the quasi-saint level to deal with him at all, so Renekton was able to hold on under him. But now the Duobao Dao people have shown the true terrifying thing about the top quasi-saint powerhouse, far better than a quasi-saint of Zhang Daoling's level, which is not something that Renekton can resist at all.

Roar!

The huge dragon pounced on the ground, and the move that perfectly fused with the law of the treasure was terrifying. The Buddha and the Grand Master of Xuandu on the side hurriedly pinched the magic trick and limited the power caused by the mana to a certain range, otherwise they were afraid that the entire radius would turn into a scorched earth within a thousand miles.

"Hmph! A demon king, but so, it's not a real quasi-saint at all. Duobao Daoist sneered, in his opinion, a Recton who had only cultivated to reach the Quasi-Saint Ten Heavens, but had not comprehended the Quasi-Saint-level moves at all, was completely vulnerable.

"Amitabha, good and good, Lord Lei Shi is out of the sea of suffering, fortunately. The Buddha also said a little bit of false compassion. The Xuandu Archmage sighed and was silent.

"The number of days is like this, how can the manpower be?" The number of days of the people who lit the lantern continued to play their true colors.

"It's not over yet!" a slightly trembling voice suddenly came from the smoke and dust.

The three deputy sect leaders were stunned for a moment, only to see Renekton's body slowly stand up. The crimson scale armor on his body was shattered, and blood was pouring down, but his body was still as straight as a pine, and the broken knife in his hand was still tightly gripped.

I can't fall down! I can't just fall!

I still have the responsibility on my shoulders, I still have the sustenance of my brothers who died, and I still have the hatred of thousands of subjects of the demon country, how can I fall here!

Renekton's iron-hard gaze looked at the three deputy sect masters, as if he was unsuccumbed to the power of the Duobao Dao people.

"Hmph! It's a guy who can't be killed, so let's do it again!"

Duobao Daoist snorted coldly, pinched the magic technique with both hands, and another torrent of magic weapons gathered into a torrent of scrolls, constantly rotating and condensing, turning into a spear more than a zhang long, stabbing directly at Renekton!

The faces of the Buddha and the Grand Master of Xuandu changed slightly, and they naturally knew that this was a very powerful move of the Duobao Dao people, although it didn't seem to be so powerful, but it condensed the law of mana and treasure to the extreme.

The spear struck Renekton like lightning!

The blood appeared, staining the puddles of snow on the ground like cinnabar sprinkled on rice paper.

"Ahem" Recton spat out two mouthfuls of blood with difficulty, and the spear slammed directly through his body, opening a large hole in his chest.

"Huh?" said Duobao Daoist furrowed his eyebrows, Renekton's tenacity was completely beyond his imagination. This Renekton, what is it that supports him to resist his own move?

The lantern burning Taoist, the Buddha, and the Grand Master Xuandu on the side all had solemn faces. They can also see that Renekton has exceeded the limit of life, and ordinary people are so seriously injured that they are afraid that they will die on the spot, but Renekton's determination is no longer something that can be estimated with common sense.

Murderous intent emerged in the eyes of Duobao Dao people, and now he coerced Renekton, and he was even more ruthless, if he didn't completely solve Renekton, with this ability, I was afraid that he would not be able to control him in the future.

Duobao Daoist was about to make a move, when a figure suddenly flashed on the side, blocking in front of Renekton.

This person is none other than Tang Sanzang!

"Amitabha, this benefactor, if you want to take the life of a poor monk, you must first go to the life of a poor monk!"

Tang Sanzang's words were like a shock, the three deputy sect masters, the Burning Lamp Daoist, and Zhu Bajie were all stunned, no one expected that Tang Sanzang, a mortal, would actually have the courage to stand in front of the Duobao Dao people!

"Tang Sanzang, get out of here!" said Renekton gritting his teeth, he was covered in blood, trembling constantly, just relying on the half-truncated knife to support his body, people couldn't help but suspect that at this time, as long as a gust of wind could blow him down.

"Apprentice, for the teacher has no mana, he doesn't know how to fight, but for the teacher, you are my apprentice, as the so-called master father, if I can't save your life today, what face do you have to be your master. ”

Tang Sanzang's tone was quite indifferent, as if he had seen through life and death. Renekton only felt a sour heart, and he couldn't say a word.

"Since you are all looking for death, this Daoist will fulfill you today!" Duobao Daoist pinched the magic technique, and unexpectedly condensed a spear, which directly hit Tang Sanzang and Renekton!

There is no doubt that this blow is impossible for Renekton to block, and Tang Sanzang is even more unlikely to be able to block it. Tang Sanzang had even closed his eyes, ready to accept the arrival of death.