In the sea of clouds in Lushan, the nine-leaf green lotus lamp, its lamp holder nine-leaf jade lotus slowly rotates, exuding a soft white light, and on the glass lampshade above, the yellow light is shining, like a huge yellow moon. Within a radius of more than ten miles, it is difficult for demonic qi to enter.

The image of the Buddha, which seems to be real and illusory, rises and falls in the yellow light, and flashes from time to time. Duoji, Shi Hai, Ruzhi, Guo Min, Zhang Ruoyue, and Na Ling Feng, they were closest to the Nine Leaves Qinglian Lantern, but at this moment, they were all shooting towards the Buddha Lantern, and they seemed to regard the Buddha Lantern as a common enemy.

Wuxu was in the lamp, with the heavenly relics on his head, the handprints of his hands changed, and his movements were sometimes slow and slow. He felt that every time he moved his fingers, every palm movement, and every time his handprints were formed, there was a ray of Buddha light shining in his heart, and there were some past events shining in his heart, making him warm, intoxicating, making him seem to melt, making him seem to fly.

Suddenly, Wuxu inexplicably felt that his eyes were dark, the Buddha's light was faint, the past was scattered, and his body and even his soul seemed to be a little more real. Wuxu couldn't help but slowly open his eyes, in the glass lampshade, the short milky white wick, the flames that flew out, were also obviously smaller, the size of sesame mung beans, the flames in the sky, still flying, flying, but no longer so warm, not so dazzling, became transparent, became hazy.

Could it be that the nine-leaf green lotus lamp, at this moment, appeared in a state of so-called "lack of energy"? Wuxu was startled, thought for a moment, and while hitting the Taoist Buddha seal on the inner wall of the glass lampshade, he threw his divine consciousness into the wick of the Buddha lamp. In an instant, the sea of enlightenment and ignorance was enlightened, and a little Buddha light lit up, as if it came from ignorance. He immediately understood that the Nine-Leaf Blue Lotus Lantern was really "insufficient energy", from its birth to the flying fight with the monks, now it was too much loss, and the light was converged.

While Wuxu used his divine sense, he guided the willpower of Zhang Cuilu, Lu Pingshan and others, and maintained the Buddha lamp without extinguishing, while "looking" out of the lamp.

Dorjee, Zhang Ruoyue, holding a nebula bamboo sword, Shi Hai, with a sword aura like a lotus all over his body, and a faint virtual image of a Sanskrit wooden fish behind him; Guo Min, dressed in a white robe, with long hair fluttering, nine jade swords in an array, and a ball of fire-like bamboo slips in his hand. There is also that Ling Feng, the magic spear is dark red, extremely bewitching in the blood and darkness, and the righteous and evil monks who shout and kill in the distance, and the Zhu Yuanzhang and Shen/Changqi who are on the periphery.

At this time, the Buddha's light shines in the sea of knowledge, and the past is again in the heart of Wuxu, and in front of Wuxu's eyes, like a lantern, flashing. In such a swaying light and shadow, outside the lamp at this moment, Dorjee, Zhang Ruoyue, Shi Hai, Guo Min, Ling Feng, Zhu Yuanzhang, Shen/Changqi, and even, Zhao Tong and Xuan Jizi on the distant Prison Demon Peak, as well as Liu Bowen who does not know where, their figures are also real and vivid. Wuxu even, it seems, vaguely saw some scenes in the world under Lushan at this moment, and I don't know whether it is memory or speculation. In short, this present, all kinds of past, truth, memories, and conjectures, all come to me, in front of me, in my heart, as if this life is a lifetime. Realize the body and mind, hot and cold, like a knife cut, like incense.

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The nine-leaf green lotus lantern, staggering, flew towards Qiankun Island, flying closer and closer. I saw Qiankun Island, the island protection array, a burst of light, slowly opened, two rounds of blood-red full moon, rising, after the nine-leaf green lotus lamp flew into the boundary of Qiankun Island, hanging down thousands of red lights, to block Duoji and others outside. Obviously, the Moon Occultation Sect has already regarded the nine-leaf green lotus lantern that flew in automatically as something in the bag. Zhang Ruoyue, like a fish in water, galloped towards the nine-leaf green lotus lamp in the blood-red moonlight.

The rest of the people stood still. Only Duoji, Shi Hai, and Guo Min, the three of them seemed to have received some orders, each holding a magic weapon in their hands, and each performing exercises, and they even broke through the crimson light curtain hanging down from the two rounds of blood moon! Chasing Zhang Ruoyue, he flew to the nine-leaf green lotus lamp.

At this moment, the nine-leaf green lotus lamp, the yellow light dimmed a little, the Buddhas are not visible, it seems that they will be extinguished at any time, and they will wither at any time.

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On the Imprisoned Demon Peak, the battle for the eighth magic ring is nearing its end. Those two demon cultivators are not like demon cultivators, but they are like powerful ghosts, and the black qi around them is cold and gloomy. They all wielded their swords, but they slashed and slashed them like big knives, as if chopping each other into meat sauce, and at the end, like daggers, their figures kept flying, and the swords in their hands were hidden in the darkness, and were not easily revealed, and often only when they passed by, they stabbed silently and viciously.

The woman next to her gradually stopped screaming in pain, like a gambler who had lost a red eye, and watched the fight with all her body and madness, and from time to time let out excited roars and desperate invectives.

On the Demon Heaven Wheel, the six True Spirit Demon Cultivators who came down from the Outer Heaven Great Freedom Palace that day were deaf to the battle of the Demon Ring below. When they confronted the Demon Seeking Island opposite, the three peaks of Lotus Law Peak, Qingjing Peak, and Haoran Peak, they all separated a trace of their minds and cast their profound eyes on the two rounds of blood moon and the dim nine-leaf green lotus lamp above Qiankun Island.

A True Spirit Demon Cultivator, dressed in a white robe, with eyebrows like blood, and a hooked nose glowing with silver light. Suddenly, he said to Zhao Tong, who was flying, "The Nine-Leaf Blue Lotus Lantern must not fall into the hands of the Occult Moon Sect. Miss Zhao, if you can introduce this lamp into the Prison Demon Peak, it will be a miracle, which is enough to prove that the palace master has appointed the name of the saint. “

Zhao Tong flew up slightly, and silently arched his hand upward, "Those two old monsters of the Moon Occultation Sect, the realm is mysterious, and the exercises are weird, if there is no Nebula Bamboo, or the treasure of Zhenfeng, I am afraid it will be difficult to succeed." ”

The blood-eyed silver-nosed True Spirit Demon Cultivator immediately smiled and said, "This is natural. Benjun, naturally I won't want you to leave empty-handed. After that, he stretched out his hand and pointed at the Demon Heavenly Wheel, and the last remaining magic ring flew in front of Zhao Tong, "This Demon Heavenly Wheel, nine magic rings, are interlocking, and the magic is endless." ”

The magic ring shorthand turned into a black bracelet and put it on Zhao Tong's hand. Zhao Tong stopped talking, turned around, and flew out from the Demon Heavenly Wheel, like a black arrow off the string, shooting straight towards the Nine-Leaf Blue Lotus Lamp.

Immediately, in the sky above the Demon Island, there were three righteous true monks, one monk and one Confucian, heading towards Zhao Tong.

Zhao Tong, stepping on the magic ring, put his wrist on a bracelet made of a magic ring, although there was no trace of demonic energy overflowing around him, the speed was extremely fast, and in the blink of an eye, he disappeared. When it reappeared, it had already crossed the Forbidden Alliance's sphere of influence and flew out of the nearest demon cloud outside Qiankun Island.

Then, she raised her arm wearing the magic ring, swept away the drooping red light curtain, and flew in front of the nine-leaf green lotus lamp, and then, pulled out a skull sword from her waist, the miserable white sword light, extremely cold, and pierced into the misty yellow Buddha light.

Wuxu sat hanging on the wick, holding the relics of the heavens on his head, and his hands couldn't help but pause, as if waking up from a dream. Zhao Tong, also here!From the Prison Demon Peak!Skeleton Sword, Silence extinguishes. I didn't expect her comprehension to be so high, the last time she was in the Yuandu Palace in the world, she fought with her with a white bone sword, and she seemed to have comprehended this sword intent a lot. It's a pity that extinction is the Dharma realm, and the dojo has a true meaning.

At this time, Dorjee roared angrily, and the Nebula Bamboo Sword, with the light of starfall and the anger of Yunsan, slashed towards Zhao Tong without reservation.

Zhang Ruoyue also stabbed the Nebula Bamboo Sword in her hand, dotted with stars, towards Zhao Tong.

Shi Hai, his hands folded, the sword qi all around, ready to go, ready to go.

Guo Min stood with his hands in his hands, looking at each other coldly.

Wu Xu, in an instant, looked at the people outside the lamp, and took Zhao Tong's white bone sword light that pierced into the nine-leaf green lotus lamp, extinguished the sword intent, and introduced it into his own Dharma Realm Dojo, and at the same time quickly hit the Dao Buddha seal towards the wick of the Buddha lamp, driving the Buddha lamp to fly towards the direction of the Lotus Law Peak.

Who knows, the scarlet brilliance of those two rounds of blood moon hanging down is endless, forming many invisible barriers in the void. Not only that, Zhang Ruoyue, Guo Min, and Na Ling Feng all took action one after another, blocking the way of the Nine Leaves Blue Lotus Lantern.

In the nine-leaf green lotus lamp, Wu Xu, like in a furnace, the whole body is shrouded in gray white light, outside the white light, the flames are like mountains and seas.

Just now, everyone attacked violently outside, and the power of the Buddha lamp suddenly decreased, and he took the opportunity to throw his divine sense into the wick, wanting to comprehend the secret of this nine-leaf green lotus lamp. But I don't want to, with the intimate contact between my divine consciousness and the Buddha lamp, Wuxu seems to have really approached this nine-leaf green lotus lamp and touched its true face. In the glass lampshade, the flames are like heavenly fire, flying and jumping, in thousands of forms, swords, guns, bows and arrows, wooden fish incense burners, flowers and trees, Buddhas and Bodhisattvas, heavenly beings and asuras, all dragons, ghosts, snakes and gods, etc.

And the original in the sea of knowledge a little yellow Buddha light, now has become a sea of fire, although the Wu Xuan on the head of the relics, hands sealed, but also feel that the body and mind are empty, in an instant will be turned into nothing, and then Nirvana will be dissipated.

At this time, Zhao Tong flew from the Imprisoned Demon Peak again, carrying boundless demonic energy, holding a skull sword, and piercing the Chenghuang Buddha Light with a sword. Zhao Tong's sword seemed to be murderous, but in fact, it evoked the long-dormant aura in his Dharma Realm Dojo, weakening his induction with the Buddha lamp. With a movement in his heart, he drew out the breath of silence, turned into a pearl of silence, and hit the wick, and the body of divine consciousness, in the sea of consciousness, folded his hands, like a lotus flower, looked at himself and illuminated himself. However, it is necessary to use the extinguishing qi in the mandala Dharma Realm, which has not yet been transformed into a dojo, to turn into a silence bead to help oneself resist the power of the Buddha lamp, so that one's divine consciousness is not afraid of the flames of the burning sky, and calmly refining the Buddha lamp.

But Zhang Ruoyue, Guo Min, and Na Ling Feng, until this moment, were still recruiting and killing, besieging the Nine Leaves Qinglian Lantern. In particular, Ling Feng's magic spear, in the yellow Buddha light, was like a black dragon, violently slamming into the glass lampshade from time to time.

The nine-leaf green lotus lamp, besieged by this, runs automatically from time to time, and its wick sprays out incomparably hot golden flames, and in the glass lampshade, it is dazzling and fluttering. As soon as this golden flame came out, the Silence Bead that Wuxu hit on the wick turned into green smoke. At this time, the body of the Void Divine Consciousness can only endure the severe pain, refine the Silence Bead from the Dharma Realm, and hit the wick again.

The nine-leaf green lotus lamp is extremely powerful, although it is not as immortal as Fanyin Muyu and Demon Heavenly Wheel, and now it is "insufficient energy and large loss", but it is not a small real person monk like Wuxu who can refine it. Wuxu used the attack from the outside world, as well as the remaining breath of silence in his Dharma Realm Dojo, to throw his divine consciousness into the wick of the Buddha lamp, which can really be described as a chestnut in the fire, and if he is not careful, he will be wiped out.

And every attack from the outside world is not only the help of Wuxu to help suppress the power of the Buddha lamp, but it may also be a life-urging talisman, because Wuxu doesn't know at all that this attack will trigger the Buddha lamp to rotate and counterattack, and shoot out golden flames from the wick that seem to burn everything, so that Wuxu was almost hit several times and wiped out.

Wuxu found an opportunity, used his divine sense, and suddenly made a handprint towards the wick of the Buddha lamp. The nine-leaf green lotus lamp emits a beam of golden light. This golden light casts an image of Wuxu sitting cross-legged in the void, rotating and emerging along the glass lampshade for several weeks.

Everyone outside the Buddha lamp can see clearly, including Zhu Yuanzhang and Shen/Changqi in the distance. The two of them, with a surprised expression, flew over from a distance.

However, Zhang Ruoyue, Guo Min, and Ling Feng saw the image of the Buddha lantern outside, and shot again, hitting the nine-leaf green lotus lamp.

Shi Hai, suddenly joined forces with Dorjee, and the white lotus gave up the sword, hidden behind the Xingyun bamboo sword, and stabbed at Zhao Tong.

And Zhao Tong, with two magic rings, blocked the killing of Shi Hai and Duoji, and the skull sword in his hand still stabbed towards the Nine Leaves Qinglian Lamp.

Zhao Tong, a touch of cold light extinguished the sword, and after piercing the image of Wuxu, his sword intent actually passed through the glass lampshade. In the wisps of black demonic qi that were entwined and fluttering, a white skull that was as clear as jade flew out. Inside the lampshade, countless flames poured towards it from all directions. The black demonic qi suddenly dissipated into nothingness, and the white skull was also in the raging flames, first shattered into fine dust, and then incinerated in the raging flames. Between this breath and breath, when the white skeleton is shattered, if there is a relic here, all the coolness is released, so that the body and mind of Wuxu are light, and the heart can't help but be warm.

Duoji, seeing that he and Shi Hai were combined with their two swords, they couldn't help Zhao Tong, his face was very cold, his hands were sealed, his mouth spit out the truth, and he sacrificed his mandala Dharma realm deity. Dorjee's mandala Dharma realm deity is Manjushri Bodhisattva, but because of his anger and killing intent, what appears at this moment is the wrath of Manjushri Bodhisattva, the Great Virtue Vajra.

But seeing this great Buddha Vajra, with his hands and four arms, is extremely terrifying. On the neck with a human bone rosary, two bull heads, crowned with a skeleton, black horns, like sharp blades, glowing with cold light in the air, thick yellow eyebrows on the forehead formed a small whirlpool, like compound eyes, four copper bell giant eyes, shooting out a golden gaze.

On the two oxen faces, Dorjee's angry face could be faintly seen, and he opened his two big mouths, chanting the elaborate and mysterious scriptures with great speed, while constantly drinking out the five-character mantra of Manjushri. Although it was the head of a bull, the sound it made was the roar of a lion, and the sound shook the void. Immediately, Duoji waved his four arms, holding them respectively, the Nebula Bamboo Sword, the Triangular Bronze Sword, the Dark Red Hook Knife, and the Ancient Yellow Warp Wheel, killing Zhao Tong.

Zhao Tong flew straight up, and the magic ring under his feet rose with it, constantly gushing out clusters of demon clouds, layer upon layer, and in an instant, a circular altar was erected under it. At the highest point of the altar, at the bottom of Zhao Tong's feet, there were constantly dark red air currents flowing down from the surrounding layers layer by layer.

Blood pool, magic wheel. The monks who were shocked by the might of the two of them came up with these two words in their minds.

Zhao Tong, who was wrapped in endless demonic energy, seemed to be extremely tall, and the skull sword in his hand had turned into countless skulls, like the sun, moon and stars, flying around him, floating and sinking in the thick darkness.

I didn't see it, Zhao Tong made any moves, and four huge cylinders came out of the darkness. On the cylinder, there are dense devil patterns, all of which are crimson red, like blood troughs; the upper half of the cylinder is attached to a cluster of strange black clouds, like a pool of stagnant water, like an endless whirlpool, like an iron armor full of loopholes, like a Luo Shang hiding in the wind; at the top of it, is a lifelike carving of the dragon's head, except for the red diamonds inlaid with red diamonds in the eye sockets, the rest are all black, black and shiny.

Dorjee's four arms danced, the Nebula Bamboo Sword, the Triangular Bronze Sword, the Dark Red Hook Knife, and the Ancient Yellow Warp Wheel, when they all arrived, the black clouds attached to the four columns around Zhao Tong immediately surged, as if they were arranging troops, and then together with the columns, they turned into four flags, facing the harsh aura of the wind, rolling the demon clouds, making a terrifying magic sound.

Dorjee and Zhao Tong fought each other, and Wuxu could see clearly in the nine-leaf green lotus lamp, and he wanted to stop it, but he couldn't do it. Because at this moment, the nine-leaf green lotus lamp changed again. Although the Buddha's light outside the lamp was even more dim, the flames inside the lamp suddenly became very impatient and violent, and not only that, but it overbearingly invaded Wuxu's physical body, the sea of consciousness, and even the Dharma Realm Dojo. All of a sudden, the flames were everywhere, the flames were everywhere, the five inner voids were burning, and the divine consciousness was like ashes, like falling into the infernal hell!

The Enlightenment Void Divine Consciousness is still connected to the wick at this moment, and the reason for it is immediately known. Zhao Tong's magic sword, with a bit of annihilation, aroused the aura of annihilation in his law realm, but because of this, the Buddha lamp stimulated by Zhao Tong's magic sword was regarded as a demon cultivator. Now, the demon cultivator of Wuxu, in his lampshade, dares to inject his divine sense into the wick and suppress it with the breath of silence, how can the magic lamp that has been channeled be indifferent?

Therefore, even if Zhang Ruoyue, Guo Min, and Ling Feng outside have been attacking together, even if the nine-leaf green lotus lamp is too lost at the moment, they must restrain the Buddha's light, and all of them will go towards Wuxu, or make an infernal hell and burn Wuxu to the sky.

The so-called Infernal Hell, in the "Jizo Bodhisattva Sutra", Jizo Bodhisattva mentions it a lot,

"There is a mountain in the east of Yanfuti, called the iron fence, and its mountain is black, and there is no sun and moonlight. There is a great hell, and there is no inseparable. There is also hell, and the name is big. There is hell, called rockets. There is hell, and the name is fire. There is hell again, and the name is burning feet. ”

"Within the iron fence, there is a hell of an infinite number. And more. Fire Elephant Hell, Fire/Dog Hell, Fire Horse Hell, Fire Bull Hell, Volcano Hell, Fire Rock Hell, Fire Bed Hell, Fire Beam Hell, Fire Eagle Hell. Burn hands and burn feet. Fire Wolf Hell. ”

In all kinds of hell, it seems that all the enlightenment has fallen in an instant. Buddha light, flames, turned into rockets, fire knives, fire/dogs, fire snakes, all kinds of punishments, all kinds of evil retribution.

Wuxu had no choice but to retreat quickly with his physical body and divine sense, and escaped into the Dharma Realm Dojo until he escaped into the Tianyuan Temple. Tianyuan Temple, although it was originally conceived by Wuxu in the mandala Dharma realm, but now, it has been blessed by Wuxu and Zhang Cuilu, Lu Pingshan and others, and the initiates have participated in the White Lotus Dharma, and it has been transformed from the Dharma realm to the dojo, and there is naturally no longer the qi of silence.

The Mandala Dharma Realm is full of fires. Outside the Tianyuan Temple, the Buddha's light and anger of the nine-leaf blue lotus lamp spread mightily, like a sea like a prison. Wu Xuan sat in the main hall of Tianyuan Temple, the sea of consciousness was still flying in flames, and the body of divine consciousness was in great pain. At the beginning, the enlightenment of the void did not cultivate the mandala deity, and the Dharma realm was extinguished, so that the Dharma realm was extinguished, and the breath of silence was burned, and the mandala Dharma realm where it was located was also burned;

This danger, Zhang Cuilu, Lu Pingshan and others, naturally didn't know, they only saw Wuxu sitting there, quite strange, I didn't know what was going on, so I had to sit around Wuxu, cast the White Lotus Da/Fa, and chanted the mantra together.

Outside the Buddha lamp, Dorjee and Zhao Tong are fighting to the death.

Shi Hai was about to come forward to help, but was stopped by Shen/Changqi, who had received the order of the old dragon king of Yingang Peak.

The magic spear general Ling Feng, seeing that the light of the Nine Leaves Qinglian Lantern Buddha was gradually restrained, only half an inch was left outside the lampshade, so he shook the magic spear in his hand, flashed Zhang Ruoyue, and killed Guo Min. saw that Zhu Yuanzhang hurriedly flew to Guo Min's side, presumably because he had been summoned by Ma Linghua of Haoran Peak.

That Zhang Ruoyue, seeing that no one stopped him, immediately sacrificed the heart of the bright moon, and then used the Great Sui Seeking Dharma Seal in his hand to unfold it against the nine-leaf green lotus lamp. Suddenly, two Taoist priests, one holding a peachwood sword and the other holding a gossip mirror, flew over from the melee group of righteous and evil monks not far away.

The sound of the Buddha's horn, the sound of Sanskrit singing, and the sound of immeasurable heavenly honor, bloomed like thunder in the void, and a milky white majestic righteousness ran through the sky above the sea of clouds in Lushan, and then, with the two suspended blood moons, gradually disappeared and dissipated together.

Near Qiankun Island, at the junction with the Bauhinia League and Baoxin Island, it seems that a grand celebration and ceremony is being held, the Buddha and the demons, the demons and the monsters, gather in one place, there are heavenly maidens scattering flowers, the stars and the moon shine together, there are also bloody wind and rain, boundless darkness.

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All eyes are on this. Even those True Spirit Great Cultivators in the sky above the Demon Island and the Demon Prisoner Peak relaxed the confrontation between each other, and each used magical spells such as Tianyantong to watch intently. After all, as the Demon Heavenly Wheel gradually restrained its momentum when it was born, there were no more demon cultivators flying from the sea of corpse mountains and blood in the sea of clouds, and this demon seeking ceremony could already be regarded as over.

Therefore, under the eighth magic ring, the demon cultivator who won the last time let out bursts of crazy laughter in the swirling black demonic qi, like a frog at the bottom of a well, croaking and singing. So much so that the True Spirit Demon Cultivator, who had been in charge of announcing the results, had a cold face, only looking at the depths of the sea of clouds, the thrilling life-and-death battle between Zhao Tong and Duoji, and ignored the outcome of the battle for the demon ring below, and did not say a word.

On the Demon Heaven Wheel, Xuan Jizi slowly retracted his gaze and glanced at the demon cultivator who was constantly squirming in a victory posture in the darkness below the magic ring, sighed, and muttered, whether to consider the sentence and remind the true spirit demon cultivator that he was quite familiar with.

But I saw that the crazy woman who had been watching the battle from the side suddenly flew towards the eighth magic ring, and while flying, she shouted loudly, "Li Mingshan of Ziyang Gate, come to ask for demons!"

She shouted hoarsely, even in the rumbling roar of magic weapons from the depths of the sea of clouds from time to time, it was a little harsh, and it was even more like thunder in the ears of Xuanjizi and the demon cultivator under the magic ring.

I saw that the demon cultivator under the demon ring, in the dark demonic aura, made a rattling sound, and then, let out a sharp angry scolding, "You slut!"

"Li Mingshan, you are a Ziyangmen monk, not a demon cultivator, you can only observe the ceremony, not participate in the battle. Xuanjizi, his eyes shot out a strange light, and with a broken drink, layers of demonic energy swayed in front of Li Mingshan, like rolling waves, blowing it into the distance.

"Wait!" The True Spirit Demon Cultivator, who had been unaware of the movement below and had not said a word, suddenly spoke.

Li Mingshan was windless and automatic, and the magic clouds on the soles of her feet were like shuttles, carrying her back. "You, want to be enchanted?" a voice roared above her head. Li Mingshan raised his head, glanced at the towering body above, suddenly lowered his head, raised his hand towards the black shadow of demonic energy under the demon ring in front of him, and said hatefully, "The junior vows to kill this person." “

"To kill this man, you have to go into demons. “

Li Mingshan stared coldly, under the demon ring opposite, the demon cultivator who was always curled up in the demonic qi, the corners of his pale lips moved slightly, as if crying and laughing, and said sadly, "What if you enter the demon." “

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In the depths of the sea of clouds in Lushan Mountain, the melee of those good and evil monks still continued, but the number of people was much less. Dead or wounded or escaped. Of course, those who died were monks below the real level. If it is a real monk, there is no way to resist the killing move, and there is a brilliance of its own, which will sweep it away. In the twenty-first world, the most precious talent, at this moment, the most precious thing in the sea of clouds in Lushan is the real monk.

However, there are only two exceptions. That is Dorjee of Lotus Law Peak and Zhao Tong of Prison Demon Peak. The two of them, it seems, are tacitly accepted by all the True Spirit Great Cultivators to fight to the death tonight. Obviously, the Buddhist monks, Shi Hai, and Ruzhi and others have been on the side, and it is clear that Ling Feng, who has always been able to defeat Guo Min and Zhu Yuanzhang, is on the side, but no matter how urgent life and death are on their side, how dangerous and abnormal, they all turn a blind eye and never help.

Dorjee, who is in the Mandala Dharma Realm, sacrifices the two-headed and four-armed Great Mighty Vajra, and is supported by countless heavenly dragon asuras; Zhao Tong stepped on the blood-red altar made of the demon ring, surrounded by four demon flags, life and death, greed, hatred, and foolishness, gathering countless heavenly demons. The two of them are hundreds of miles away, empty, the movement is the largest, the aura is the most agitated, and the contrast between light and dark is the strongest, as if it has become the main battlefield of all people's attention.

As for Zhang Ruoyue's side, I don't know if the two Taoist priests deliberately released water, Zhang Ruoyue sacrificed the heart of the bright moon, holding the Xingyun Bamboo, under the other party's peachwood sword gossip mirror, but it was easy to play, and from time to time, he could hit the nine-leaf green lotus lamp with a blow of moonlight, and he asked for the Dharma seal.

At this moment, the nine-leaf green lotus lamp is really like a Buddha lamp in the world, extremely exquisite, but only the size of a palm, with a faint yellow light, just like a green lamp in front of the Buddha in the ancient temple in the suburbs. From afar, there was no light.

In the green lamp in front of this palm-sized Buddha, the glass lampshade was also dimmed, and only in the realm of enlightenment and void law, there was still a sea of fire. Wuxu didn't know when, he had already flown out of Tianyuan Temple, sat down with his palms together, looked around at the flames of Buddha light, and muttered to himself, "If you gather in the fire, you will have a cool door." Zhao Tong, is it you? It is you who have been using the skull sword to cut into the Silence Intent, so that my Silence Dharma Realm is still there, although it has been burned by the flames of this nine-leaf green lotus lamp, it is still endless. “

Wuxu suddenly remembered that when he learned that Zhao Tong was enchanted, he went to Hongze Lake to find her, but he didn't speculate, and he was forced to retreat thousands of miles by the palace master of the palace that day.

Thinking of this, Wuxu suddenly laughed, endured the pain of the burning fire, folded his hands, and recited, "Subodhi! Why. I was in the old days. If there is a self-appearance, a person, a sentient being, and a longevity. Hatred should arise. “

The flame of the Buddha lamp surging forward, like a knife cutting, dismembering the enlightenment and void joints. Wuxu only always adheres to one thought, that is, the eulogy of Guanyin Bodhisattva, "Freedom in self-contemplation."

If so, the light of the Buddha and the flames will all be dispersed. If so, there is no physical body. If so, the consciousness of the void is like silence, as if it is not moving.

Suddenly, the Enlightenment Void extinguished his divine consciousness, and he seemed to be summoned in the dark, wandering and flying out of the Law Realm, suspended above the wick of the nine-leaf green lotus lamp that had almost fallen silent. The cold moonlight, through the glass lampshade, sprinkled on the body of the Enlightenment Void Divine Consciousness, like clouds and water, soft and happy. Occult Moon Sect, Zhang Ruoyue, summoned with the seal of the law, and took photos with the moon.

The body of the Void Consciousness gradually gained consciousness and was no longer silent, and then sighed, "Cause and effect are like this, is it true that I have received this great favor and shared this lamp with him." “

As soon as the thought came to mind, outside the nine-leaf green lotus lamp, countless images flew over, vividly in front of me. Wuxu "watched" the life-and-death battle between Dorjee and Zhao Tong, and couldn't help but sigh, "The dispute between Buddha and Demon is like this. Then with a flick of his fingers, a breath of silence hit the wick of the nine-leaf green lotus lamp.

The nine-leaf green lotus lantern then flew between Dorjee and Zhao Tong, emitting a faint white light, extinguishing all brilliance.

Dorjee, dispersing the statue of the Great Buddha Vajra, said half in surprise and half in sorrow, "Senior brother, you have fallen into the devil!" After saying that, he put his hands together and walked towards the Lotus Law Peak.

Zhao Tong stretched out his Qianqian jade arm and flew over, like a beauty throwing himself into his arms. But suddenly, when he flew closer, the black bracelet on his right arm suddenly flew out, spun endlessly, and then flew away with Zhao Tong upside down.

The body of the Void Divine Consciousness looked at Zhao Tong getting farther and farther away from him, heading towards the Imprisoned Demon Peak, and couldn't help but smile faintly, "Red Pink Skeleton." Zhao Tong, that night, the Heavenly Demon Dance, the ten finger buckles, has become empty. Could it be that you and I want to be so kind of a child and daughter, and throw yourself into your arms? Could it be that you, the dignified general of the dragon and phoenix Song Dynasty, are also such vulgar demon cultivators until now?"

Suddenly, Shi Hai's hands moved, and the white lotus gave up the sword and shot out from his ten fingers. Flowers of white lotus, surrounded by nine-leaf green lotus lamps. Wuxu, looking at Shi Hai, slowly raised his hands, put them together, and spread his ten fingers again. The nine-leaf green lotus lamp rotated rapidly, and the white lotus turned into a trace of white light, which was absorbed completely. Shi Hai, without saying a word, also flew away.

Wu Xu, frowned, and asked, "Senior brother, don't go, Wang Chuanfa and Song Zhaoyi's junior brothers, is it your doing, junior brother?!"

Seeing Shi Hai flying away, Wu Xuan was indignant in his heart, and set his eyes on Zhu Yuanzhang and Shen/Changqi, but when he saw the two of them, they were also completely heroic, like holding their heads and running away.

Wuxu shook his head, suddenly felt something, looked back, but saw Guo Min's slender figure, still fluttering in a white robe, and then smiled, "You, you are really a demon girl, obviously a daughter, but pretending to be a man, such an act really shows that you have a strange temperament and are elusive." Come, report your birth date, and I'll see if it's the Gemini of the twenty-one world. “

But I saw that Guo Min stood solemnly, with a majestic and righteous spirit, and the bamboo in his hand was simplified into a golden big character, flying around his body.

Wuxu fixed his eyes and looked at it, "In addition to retreating from eating, I still have to sit silently and clear my heart, and send my thoughts outside, such as entering the fire to gather a cool door", I couldn't help waving my hand and laughing, "If you are in the fire to gather a cool door." Your Confucian Zhang Juzheng's words originally came from my Buddhism. After finishing speaking, he saw Guo Min and also galloped away, getting farther and farther away.

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Under the Imprisoned Demon Peak, like a circle of magic rings, Li Mingshan was fighting fiercely. Her cultivation is not high, and she is in the light, and she is shrouded and suppressed by demonic energy, and the other party is always hidden in the dark demonic energy. Almost no one noticed, because there seemed to be no suspense.

Later, Li Mingshan seemed to gradually feel it. Her breath became more and more chaotic, her shots became slower and slower, and her strength became weaker and weaker. The demon cultivator, who had always been hidden in the dark, couldn't help but chatter and laugh, and in the laughter, there was not only sarcasm, but also a little obscenity.

Finally, she froze, and watched the blood-stained black sword stab out of the demonic qi without warning, piercing into her chest, through her own blood and flesh, through the shawl hair behind her, and finally revealing a hideous light.

This sword would have pierced his heart if it hadn't been for an instinctive flash before he died.

Li Mingshan followed the feminine power of this sword, her face was full of tears, and she turned her head sideways.

Just as his pupils were gradually dilated, a white and miserable light rose from the depths of the sea of clouds, like a mushroom cloud when a volcano burst out, and like a marshmallow coveted when he was a child.

She vaguely saw countless powerful real monks, scattering and fleeing, and vaguely heard a faint shout, "That Wuxu monk is crazy, demonic, and dying, and is about to blow himself up with the nine-leaf green lotus lamp!"

She suddenly laughed and flew forward, letting the sword in her chest stab deeper and deeper.

The blood flowers cover the moonlight, and the flames go to the sea of clouds.

The sea is dry and rotten, and my soul is gone!

That's right

The body is like a bubble and like the wind, and the knife cuts the incense and paints it all empty.

The fire gathers in a cool door, and the extinguishing flame is supernatural.