Chapter 53: When the demon clan survives, the quasi-saint goes out

Tian Peng has shown his determination to live and die with the demon clan.

Erlang God was extremely calm, he had already expected this outcome.

"That's fine. ”

After saying that, Erlang God turned around and left.

Instead of returning to Heavenly Court, he disappeared directly in Beiju Luzhou.

Nezha was stunned, and both Heaven and Buddhism were stunned.

"What did Zhenjun do?"

Manjushri looked at Li Jing suspiciously.

Li Jing was also at a loss, with a look of "you ask me, I ask who to go".

"Forget it, even if there is no Erlang God, it doesn't hurt. ”

"This seat will personally settle all the demon clans in Beiju Luzhou!"

Manjushri said coldly.

Predecessor, he was a disciple of the Sect of Interpretation, and he was not dealing with the Demon Clan of the Sect.

Even if he joins the Buddhist sect, he will not be merciful when dealing with the demon clan.

The same goes for Fuxian.

Although Maitreya Buddha was a disciple of the sect, he voluntarily betrayed the sect.

It is impossible to return to the sect as a traitor, so cutting off this fate is his only choice.

"Nezha, belong to!"

"The heavenly soldiers obey the order, and the demon clan in the North Julu Continent will be killed!"

Li Jing decisively issued an order to kill.

The vast number of heavenly soldiers covered the sky, and the aura of slaughter instantly filled all corners of the northern land.

A battle of immortals, Buddhas and demons is inevitable.

Canopy returned to the ground with an ugly face.

He swept over the faces of the demon clans who had become disciples of the Interception Sect one by one.

It didn't take too many words for the demons to know that fighting to the death was their only way out.

"Kill!"

Shouting and killing is only the sound of the earth.

The northern sky seemed to rise in blood-red clouds.

Even in Dongsheng Divine Continent, you can still smell the choking smell of blood.

In the mountains of flowers and fruits.

Sun Xiaosheng looked at the north from afar, his eyebrows twisted.

"Has it started?"

The smell of blood that penetrates through the sea breeze and enters the nose seems to foreshadow an extremely brutal war.

Although, this has nothing to do with Sun Xiaosheng.

But after all, it is a big war that affects the world of Journey to the West.

Whether it is the failure of the sect interception, or the failure of the Heavenly Court and the Buddhist Gate, it will alarm the saints on the side of Zixiao Palace.

The Tongtian Sect Master was a well-known calf protector, how could he watch the sect that had been re-established with great difficulty be destroyed.

And the Western teachings of the introduction and quasi-mention are notoriously cheeky.

The failure of Buddhism indicates that the Journey to the West has been obstructed.

This is by no means what the lead and the Zhun Ti want to see.

"Is the saint out of the mountain?"

The corners of Sun Xiaosheng's mouth raised, he was looking forward to seeing this scene.

However, the fairy and demon war cannot end all at once.

Maybe it will last for a long time.

And during this time, it will make Sun Xiaosheng a lot easier.

As long as the Heavenly Court and the Buddha Gate could not spare their hands against him, he could retreat indefinitely.

He looked at the purple gold gourd in his hand.

There were a hundred Nine Turns Golden Pill inside.

He was already close to breaking through the late stage of Da Luo Jinxian with one kick, and he finally had help.

"A hundred years of time, breaking through the late stage. ”

"Then, try to enter the quasi-saint again!"

Sun Xiaosheng made a plan and immediately stopped hesitating.

He ate the Nine Turns Golden Pill as jelly beans.

The rolling mana melted into his body, directly helping him to impact the threshold that had hindered him for a hundred years.

The mana in the body is like a hundred rivers and rivers, and after all, they converge in one place, forming a rushing river like the Yangtze River.

"It's now!"

Sun Xiaosheng was overjoyed.

With the help of one hundred Nine Turns Golden Pills, he finally had the capital to hit the threshold.

"Boom!"

There was a loud bang in his head, as if a brick had been slapped on his head.

almost made Sun Xiaosheng faint.

However, the surprise that followed immediately cheered him up.

"Whew!"

All around, majestic aura gathered into a tornado, which was constantly surging towards him.

In the mountains of flowers and fruits.

Flowers, birds, fish and insects are all jubilant, and they are all greedily sharing the blessings brought by Sun Xiaosheng.

Countless big demons came out of their caves and sat happily in the aura tuyere.

For Sun Xiaosheng, those aura outlets were just one of the thousands of aura rivers.

But for countless demon spirits, it is a rare blessing.

"It's ...... Benefactor broke through?"

The Erlang God, who had just returned, happened to see this scene.

The convergence of spiritual energy is extremely unusually crazy, but other than that, there is no vision of heaven and earth.

That's why he felt strange.

However, when he thought of Sun Xiaosheng, he could even absorb the vision of heaven and earth of Da Luo Jin Immortal casually.

This little scene is not surprising.

"I was thinking of discussing with my benefactor how to solve the problem of Beiju Luzhou. ”

"Now that you're in retreat, let's wait a while. ”

Erlang God sighed helplessly, and casually found a smooth stone and sat down.

However, what he didn't expect was that he would sit for a hundred years.

And in the past hundred years, the aura has never stopped.

At the beginning, Erlang God just expected Sun Xiaosheng to get out of the customs as soon as possible.

Later, he simply cultivated in the aura vortex.

A hundred years have passed.

Although Erlang God's cultivation did not rise sharply, but with the help of abundant aura, he consolidated the cultivation of Da Luo Jinxian in the early stage.

Occasionally, he would also inquire about the news of Beiju Luzhou.

It was learned that the battle of the Immortal Buddha and Demon was still going on.

Both sides had their own injuries, but the damage of the demon clan was much more severe.

Almost fifty percent of the demon clan died, including the star monarchs who used to be twenty-eight constellations and thirty-six divisions.

It can be said that the losses of the demon clan and the heavenly court in this war are quite large.

Under the trade-off, Buddhism is still the most advantageous party.

To this day, Our Lady of Wudang still has not left the customs.

However, in recent rumors, the news of the imminent departure of Our Lady of Wudang has begun.

"It seems that the time is running out for the Holy Mother to become saintly. ”

Jiro God speculated.

Nothing is for nothing.

The demon clan didn't say it before, but now that the news is released, it must be confident.

And the news was released in advance in order to deter the Heavenly Court and the Buddha Gate.

Suddenly, the surging aura stopped.

It heralded the end of Sun Xiaosheng's retreat.

Erlang God looked up at the Water Curtain Cave, and the restless center was indeed a lot quieter.

At this time, the water curtain hole.

Sun Xiaosheng opened his eyes leisurely.

He reached out and clenched his fist, and the increase in strength was very noticeable.

Da Luo Jin Immortal is the embodiment of the Tao, and every time he ascends to a small realm, it is a great leap.

It can be said that now he can slap 10,000 Manjushri to death without panting.

Of course, he didn't dare to do it.

He has not yet become a quasi-saint, and he can't afford to provoke Rulai.

What's more, there is also a Western sect of two Buddha masters above the Buddhist gate.

Those are all saint-level existences.

"Huh?"

Sun Xiaosheng's face froze, and he directly skipped the Erlang God who was squatting in Huaguo Mountain, and looked at the north sharply.

At this time, the northern sky is moving from the east, like a long dragon.

The heavens and the earth changed color, and black clouds swept through, as if the end of the world.

The thunder dragon rolled, and with a roar, the thunder dragon pierced the sky and landed directly on the Beiju Luzhou.

Such a spectacle has never been seen before in the world.

At least after the Divine Tribulation, there has never been one in the Three Realms.

"Is this the spectacle of the quasi-saint coming into the world?"