The process of destroying the Buddha was written in detail on the paper placed on the table in front of Bu Qianhuai, 1510, and even who blinked his eyes how many times he described it clearly.

The Taixuguan is all dispatched, this is a thing for all to see, although the Bitter Annihilation Zen Realm is the last position where all the monks in the world gather, there are five top innate seats, and there are many masters to support. , but too virtual view of the eight top congenital, the master Li Duxing has one of the two famous fronts of the Daomen, 'Tao through the ancient and modern'.

"If it weren't for the Sword Sect's spirit dynasty to calm down the troubles, and the Buddhism Gate jumped out like this, the Daomen might still be at home......"

Although Ye Fei didn't know what the house here meant, it didn't hinder the conversation, after all, Bu Qianhuai always said some inexplicable words, of course, this was also planned by him under the dialect.

"Childe, although it is too virtual to convene a meeting, the bitter extinction Zen realm released news at the same time. Hold a sword competition, and the winner can get the sword art to the treasure armor martial arts. ”

Bu Qianhuai raised his eyebrows, not understanding this wave of operations at all. And Ye Fei also began to explain.

The scorching sun was shining brightly, slowly setting in the west, leaving only the extremely red and its beautiful sunset about to set, and even the distant peaks could not be dragged down slowly.

A group of civilians, dressed in tattered clothes, wandered among the rubble and rubble, and watched from afar as the coyote smoke roared towards this side, and if they were closer, they could hear the sound of horses' hooves and the thunder of the horses galloping across the earth.

A large group of monks with swords pinned to their waists and long sticks saw this group of people, and immediately led a monk laughed and said: "Sure enough, it is a two-legged sheep, so many years of strong labor, not bad!" said and waved his hand, and forty or fifty monks dismounted and began to tie up with ropes, and these people did not resist. These monks are also used to it, after all, the people of Guangling Dao are already bold when they see the Zen realm of suffering and annihilation, and they are not scared to death.

Just as the monk on the horse began to boast and discuss where to go for recreation, a sharp arrow pierced the leader's eyebrows. Suddenly, there was a loud bang under the bricks and tiles beside them, and hundreds of soldiers wearing armor and holding sharp blades surrounded these monks. At this time, many monks had not yet reacted, and those young adults who had not yet been tied up directly reflexively pulled out the ring knives on their waists and stabbed straight into the bodies of these people. Obviously, these laborers are not the so-called two-legged sheep at all, and their skillful skills and determined eyes clearly indicate that they are well-trained soldiers or dead soldiers.

"All the troops obey the order! Encircle and suppress! There is not a single person left!"

Hearing this, these monks still don't understand, these people are decisive at a glance, obviously they have seen blood, but there are no martial arts moves, but they are consistent with their words and deeds, orderly, more like soldiers of the army. It is not a secret that the Ling Dynasty has a relationship with its own bitter destruction of the Zen Realm, and the Ling Dynasty is destroyed, and the remaining soldiers are too busy to take care of themselves.

After a while, the ground was covered with blood, and there was basically no resistance, after all, he was just here to catch labor, and he didn't expect these so-called laborers at all, and the two-legged sheep in his usual eyes were actually wolves in sheep's clothing.

Looking at the uninjured soldiers, the leading general sneered: "Bitter Zen Realm, it's really a wine bag and rice bag!" That's right, these soldiers are the elite of He Lingchao's confrontation, although the overall strength is not comparable to the soldiers of the Lingchao at their peak, but they have also seen blood, and they can be regarded as the real tiger and wolf army in today's Qianchao, and the soldiers of a hundred battles.

And then these soldiers went directly to other places, and the stronghold set up in Guangling Road in the Bitter Annihilation Zen Realm gradually became a little noisy again.

Xu Ying sat quietly in the tent, and there were more than a dozen people sitting beside him, all of whom were high-ranking officials, obviously, in order to demonstrate the strength of the Qianchao Dynasty and announce the return of the Qianchao Dynasty to the world, the heavy task of crusading against the bitter and annihilating Zen realm was naturally entrusted to Xu Ying, who created the battle between Qianling and Qianyuan, and won more classic battles with less. After all, the military level is first-class, almost comparable to the famous generals of the ages, and the Emperor Jiang Xing is naturally relieved, and also let the people of the world see that the military strength of the Qianchao Dynasty is not weaker than that of the Ling Dynasty, and there are also famous generals who can be remembered through the ages.

While everyone was discussing, a figure shouted directly outside the military tent: "Urgent report! General!"

Some panicked sounds also made everyone feel a little unstable, and Xu Ying also called people in. Wearing a head, he knew that he was a hidden agent, and the hidden agent was covered in smoke and dust, sweating and raining, but his face was pale. If you don't look at people's faces, but only listen to their voices, you will know that you are tired, and you should have a flushed face. But his face didn't look like he was exercising fiercely at all, but it was a little like he was overly frightened.

Seeing that something was wrong, the general said directly: "Quick report!"

Yin Tan swallowed, a little trembling, it was obvious that his teeth were still slightly trembling, which could not be hidden.

"Thirteen strongholds, exterminated according to the plan, but the innate monks appeared more than half of the killing, and they were almost completely wiped out!"

A simple sentence, but it was full of surprise. Although there are a large number of people in these strongholds, they are the ones who control the existence of the people, and the strongest ones are only in the realm of the acquired Ming Qi. Because in order to prevent the siege of the Daomen, the basic innate masters of the Bitter Annihilation Zen Realm are all in charge. In comparison, the generals who went with them were all masters at the peak of the day after tomorrow, each with five hundred soldiers, and there were many good players with clear qi and those who had just reached the realm of enlightenment the day after tomorrow, so it stands to reason that no one should escape!

"Which stronghold? What kind of monk is it?" the military commander on the right hand side was the first to ask, according to his guess, this stronghold must have a lot of secrets, otherwise there would be no reason for the master of the small army of five hundred people to be wiped out. After all, in order to prevent too virtual attack, the masters are all located in the Bitter Annihilation Zen Realm, and there is no such coincidence as passing by. And such a master, eighty percent are also Qingzi. Of course, this was all the conjecture of General Junyi, and it was quickly broken.

"All the strongholds!" the hidden agent's eyes were full of fear: "It's that all the strongholds are full of corpses, both soldiers and monks. In the distance, I saw only a howling wind, which vanished without the slightest movement, and it took a long time before I dared to probe forward. I wanted to report directly, but when I passed by another stronghold, I also glanced at it, and I was afraid of the same result...... I was afraid that something would happen, so I took a look at it, and it was all the same. The further back he spoke, the more lifeless he became, as if he would die the next moment.

The scene suddenly seemed dead and gloomy, and everyone's faces had different expressions, but the mood was about the same. Six thousand five hundred elite soldiers, who followed themselves to fight in the north and south, were the real elites who fought against the Ling Dynasty and those hundred battle generals, Xu Ying's face was a little cold.

And the partial general on the side also lowered his voice and said in Xu Ying's ear: "General, the generals sent to exterminate the stronghold, the captains, the commanders, and the elite soldiers of the acquired realm account for seventy percent of the top strength in the army today. ”

Seventy percent of the top strength was ruined all of a sudden, and Xu Ying, who thought it was overkill, clenched his fists instead, because the remaining thirty percent of the elite could hardly make a difference. It was impossible to throw them all out, and the Emperor only dispatched 30,000 soldiers. For the encirclement and suppression of a top force, 30,000 soldiers are enough as ordinary combat power. But what Emperor Qianhuang wants is outstanding achievements, not fishing in troubled waters, which is related to the attitude of the world after entering the Central Plains, which naturally makes Xu Ying very cautious. Moreover, the enemy is the bitter destruction of the Zen realm, one of the three religions a hundred years ago, and the Buddhism of the world after Confucianism, Taoism and Buddhism suppressed eighty years ago.

Now that his reputation is rising, if he withdraws, he will naturally not be able to pass through the ages, this is a stain on the general's life, so Xu Ying can't be defeated, he can only shake his head, and say to the notekeeper: "Start the pen and ask for help from the imperial court! If I want to set the world, this level of suffering and destroying Zen realm must be passed!"