With a casualty rate of more than sixty percent, all the soldiers of the Peregrine Falcon Department forcibly stopped the group charge of the fifth phalanx of the Demon Pioneer Army.

The monk's cultivation is not born or in the air, but is based on itself, gradually adding bricks and tiles, and how many springs and autumns have taken to repair the pavilion.

In just a moment, Guo Sai shook Kunlun with retrograde meridians, and destroyed the magnificent pavilion that he had painstakingly built for decades, and would only seize the fleeting precious opportunity to kill the demon warrior who was never below him in one fell swoop, and never give him a chance to react again.

The number of Refining Void Realm generals in the flank troops of the demon army was not as large as the main battle phalanx, but there were also six or seven. Several Void Refining Realm generals only saw the chaotic center of the battlefield, and suddenly a black earth with a radius of hundreds of zhang was completely overturned by an unknown terrifying force, and hundreds of demon soldiers were directly torn into several pieces by this force that pulled mountains and rivers, and the battlefield was like erecting an insurmountable mountain.

Pulled up together, there was also the half-cut body of the spear-wielding Void Realm general.

Several Refining Void Realm generals who were in charge of their own regions quickly noticed the half-kneeling Immortal Dao Alliance generals under the "Black Mountain", and they all snorted coldly, their figures flashed, and they only needed to come to Guo Sai in an instant. The pro-soldier who was loyal to the side roared, and the long knife in his hand flashed before he could swing out, and was picked up by the demon general on the tip of the spear, and the demonic energy surged, and the body of the pro-soldier exploded in an instant, and the bones were gone.

A shot stabbed Guo Sai's head, and the Suzhou man, whose spiritual power had been destroyed, looked calm, and he couldn't move anymore.

At this critical juncture, a solemn Buddha horn suddenly sounded behind Guo Sai, and an elderly monk with a fiery robe suddenly appeared in front of Guo Sai, his palms solemnly folded, and the tip of the spear with surging demonic energy was imprisoned in the palm of the old monk.

The cold demonic qi and the Haoran Buddha light met, incompatible with each other, and sneered.

The domineering spear in his hand was blocked by the old monk, the corner of the demon general's mouth sneered, and the tip of the thorny blood spear in his hand twisted like a poisonous snake, drawing several golden and stone strikes in the old monk's palms, and a wisp of pale golden blood flowed down the old monk's wrist.

It is the golden body of the Buddha that can only be cultivated by a monk.

The old monk's face did not change, and his footsteps did not move.

The abbot of Jingzong, who went all the way from Hongyuan Temple in Huizhou, didn't care about the blood flowing like a stream in his palms, and only said to the Suzhou man behind him: "Leader Guo, we are late. ”

The female Bodhisattva who came all the way from Landa Mountain stood beside Guo Sai, holding a net bottle, and a piece of wicker in the net bottle was taken out by the female Bodhisattva, and a few drops of sweet rain were swayed. Gan Lin let out a series of deafening explosions when he encountered the demon qi, and the demon general's qi was damaged, and he decisively pulled out the tip of the spear from the palm of the abbot of the Pure Sect and stepped back, pulling out a handful of golden blood.

The female Bodhisattva of Langda Mountain, whose Dharma name is Six Beads, then sprinkled the Ganlin on Guo Sai's body, and the majestic vitality contained in the Ganlin wandered in his eight veins of the Qi Sutra, and finally converged at the dantian to provide him with a steady stream of spiritual power.

The female bodhisattva's head was full of three thousand green silks flying in the wind, and she said calmly: "The head of Guo is self-destructing for the common people in the world and cultivating into a pavilion, and we admire it." This drop of Hui Tianlin can barely remedy and recondense back into the source of spiritual power in your body, and you may not have the opportunity to climb the peak of the Immortal Dao in the future, please don't give up, the Peregrine Falcon still needs you. ”

The Liuzhu Bodhisattva looked directly into Guo Sai's eyes, "Your son still needs a father. ”

Guo Sai felt as if a new strength had surged out of his body, supporting him to stand up again.

100,000 monks have eliminated the demon soldiers who have poured into the rear due to the river flow tactics, and have begun to join the frontal battlefield and fight side by side with the elite of the Peregrine Falcon Department.

Among the 100,000 monks, there are not only Hongganji Temple, Mt. Landa and Vajra Sect, but also countless monks from the second-rank Buddhist sect and the third-grade Buddhist sect. Some of them went to Kunlun in response to the call of the Immortal Dao League, and some of them went north because of the affection of Yang Shen, the leader of the Chenglie Mountain. But more often than not, it is spontaneous "uninvited".

Kyushu, which was shaken in the wind and rain, has now reached the most dangerous time, and an old monk who is a monk halfway through the house and even has tattered monk's robes said that the more times like this, the more they Buddhist disciples who usually receive incense should stand at the forefront.

Otherwise, I would be ashamed of the kindness of incense, the Buddha, and all living beings in the world.

The down-and-out old monk, who had been scolded by pilgrims for being a wild monk, took out a robe that was not in good condition, but had been carefully sewn in every place, and draped it over his shoulders. For many years, he was reluctant to change himself into a new pair of thick cloth shoes, reluctant to spend a few more copper plates to buy an egg to improve the food for sleeping in the open, all of which were used to buy back needles and threads and lamp oil, and every night by the faint light, he sewed robes in the dilapidated temples filled with wind everywhere.

He can not care about anything, but only this robe cannot be broken.

On the battlefield, he stepped on straw sandals with only a few cloth ropes left, wore a fiery red robe, recited the Buddha name that was more solemn than anyone else, put his palms together more solemn than anyone else, and walked with more unswerving steps than anyone else, and met the demon generals of the Transformation God Realm.

The demon general easily slashed the Buddha light of the down-and-out old monk's body with a swing of his knife, and the magic knife entered the flesh and bones, and stabbed straight into the chest of the down-and-out old monk. When this demon general thought that he could take off the head of another Buddha cultivator, he suddenly found that he couldn't draw the blade of the knife no matter what, and let him use the knife qi to stir the flesh and blood meridians in the old monk's body into a ball of minced meat, but it was still to no avail.

The demon general raised his head and met the calm gaze of the old monk, and he was subconsciously stunned.

The old monk took a straight step forward, and the long knife pierced him completely, and the blade pierced the robe behind him, so that he could ignore the demon general's protective demon light before his death.

He put one palm on his chest, and tremblingly pressed the other withered palm crawling with traces of time on the heart of the demon general, and suddenly exerted force, breaking the enemy's heart.

The old monk did not fall, standing straight in the corner of the battlefield, blood flowing from the corner of his mouth.

The blood was red, but red like a robe of fire on his shoulders.

The old monk who had finally finished his life was finally relieved and smiled: "Amitabha." ”

At this moment, there is no difference between the ranks of the Kyushu Buddhism, and in the solemn Buddha horn that resounded throughout the universe, a full 100,000 golden brilliant Buddha lights rose, rejecting the demon army like a high wall, and forcibly blocked the menacing black steel torrent one hundred and thirty miles from the flank of Jiayuguan, and did not take half a step back.

The fifth phalanx on the left flank of the Demon Pioneer Army did not expect that this group of Buddhist cultivators would be so fearless of death that they dared to resist the impact of the torrent with their physical bodies, and the most hateful thing was that they were really withstanded! All the generals of the Refining Void Realm in the phalanx could not sit in the rear, and they were all like ordinary soldiers, rushing to the front line and fighting fiercely with several Buddhist masters who were also refining the Void Realm.

Because the attack of the fifth phalanx was blocked, the tenth phalanx, which was closely following behind, had already joined the vanguard. The high wall of Buddha light forged by 100,000 Buddhist disciples will not be able to break through in a while and a half, even if it is forcibly broken, at least 100,000 soldiers will be put in. Although the three princes who supervised the battle had previously ordered that they could break through the defense at all costs and defeat the garrisons on both flanks of Jiayuguan as soon as possible, the sooner they converged with the main battle force in front, the better. However, the Refining Void Realm general, who was in charge of commanding the tenth phalanx, still decided to reduce the attrition of the troops and made a detour from both sides.

Among the 100,000 elites of the 100,000 phalanx, the 100,000 army began to bypass a huge arc, avoiding the high wall of Buddha light in front of them, and began to move rapidly towards the hinterland behind the 100,000 Buddha disciples. Guo Sai, who had witnessed the change in the tactics of the demon clan, was as pale as blood, and now their rear troops were only a group of young leaders who had not been deeply involved in the world, how could they stop such a demon army?

The casualties of the officers and soldiers of the Peregrine Falcon Department have been nearly seventy percent, and the entire unit has been almost dispersed, but after they sensed the intention of the demon army, they all dragged their tired bodies again and continued to reinforce the rear. These battle-hardened soldiers know that once the rear is lost and attacked from both sides, the situation will really not be recovered.

The five thousand gold-backed rhinoceros rode up for the second time, the pace was as heavy as a mountain, and the heat wave gushing out between the snorts was enough to melt the snow in an instant, and their skin that should have been pitch black was abnormally blood-red, and it was obvious that the knight on his back had imposed some kind of forbidden technique that rapidly consumed his life, in order to be able to tear through the rear defense line of the Immortal Dao Alliance as soon as possible.

As long as you can successfully penetrate the defense, these costs are worth it!

The demon knights on the golden-backed rhinoceros bypassed the high wall of Buddha Light and passed the peregrine falcon soldiers who had already been unable to recover, and the defense line of young men and women in the rear looked so ignorant and ridiculous under their roaring iron hooves, as if they could already see the panicked expressions on the faces of the young disciples.

In the howling wind and snow, the five thousand gold-backed rhino heavy cavalry successfully broke into the rear front of the flank of Jiayuguan, and at this moment, not only Guo Sai, who was the leader of the peregrine falcon, but even the abbot of the Jingzong and the host of the Vajra Sect who witnessed this scene were all drastic in their faces.

Only the female bodhisattva who came out of the mountain of Namada remained unmoved.

A moment later, there was an earth-shattering loud bang from the rear front, and then a loud roar of a heavy object piercing the air was heard, and a demon cavalry and a golden-backed rhinoceros of more than thousands of catties were thrown into the sky, slamming down to the ground and falling into two puddles of flesh.

Before the aftermath passed, more golden-backed rhinos and horsemen were soon thrown out of the rear front covered by the wind and snow, many of the horsemen and golden-backed rhinos had already broken their flesh and died when they were thrown into the sky, and even more flew directly out of the wind and snow, leaving only pieces of meat and skeletons. All sorts of things smashed to the ground one after another, making a dull sound that made heart-palpitations, and the snow in the sky was already dyed blood-red before it fell.

The two half-step Refining Void Realm generals who were dormant in the five thousand heavy horses also turned into two headless corpses and were thrown out, their heads rolling down into the snow, their eyes widening, and they couldn't bat at each other.

On the snow in front of the rear front, the hot blood melted the snow, and it was scarlet.

The demon generals of the tenth phalanx who saw this scene from a distance were all cold.

In the still fluttering silver-white wind and snow, a melodious piano song suddenly sounded.

A moment later, a deep flute sound accompanied the sound of the piano, and a clear female voice sang.

"Baizhang is majestic and majestic, and the corner of the building hangs with stars. ”

"The city wall is far away from the sky, and the clouds fly on the wall. ”

"The autumn night and the moon are like hooks, and the wind and snow are long. ”

"The wolf smoke of the past is no longer looking, and the shepherd flute is in the east wind and willows. ”

The woman's singing voice is tactful, and in the sound of the piano and flute, there are seven words of the man's cold poem.

"Qinghai Changyun Kunlun Mountain, the lonely city looks at Jiayuguan from afar. ”

"Wear gold armor in a hundred bloody battles, and if you don't break the enemy camp, you won't return it. ”

The voices of men and women, whether gentle or cold, echoed in the wind and snow, and only a few simple words made people can't help but feel a magnificent picture of Jin Ge Iron Horse falling into a dream.

The first time I heard the sound of the piano and the flute, it was already murderous.

An elegant robe in a verdant color took the lead out of the wind and snow.

It is like an evergreen bamboo that is not afraid of wind and snow in this barren land.

The man has a bamboo flute in his left hand and a sword in his right hand, he is the fourth senior brother of Qingyun Houshan.

A gentle woman in a goose yellow dress followed behind the man with a piano, her green fingertips plucked the strings, and the aftermath shattered the wind and snow, she was the third senior sister of Qingyun Houshan.

Fifth Senior Brother Chen Lu drew his sword and came out, but the wind and snow could not invade three feet in front of him.

Sixth Senior Sister Yu Han frowned, and the blood on the Xiu Sword in her hand was dripping like a stream.

Walking behind the sixth senior sister were two young women with peerless elegance.

One is Xin Tong and the other is Qing Xuan.

In addition, there are also Ling Yue, the chief disciple of the Sword Pavilion of Tianyong City, and the chief disciple of the Fu Palace, Yutai Shuiyue, the chief disciple of the Great Wilderness Palace, Jun Mo, the daughter of the hall master, Yu Mei, the daughter of the sect master of the Ten Thousand Immortal Sect, Qiu Li, the youngest and most promising elder in the Shangqing Palace, and countless young leaders in the first- and second-grade sects, all gathered here.

Among the tens of thousands of young leaders of various sects and factions in Kyushu, the little monk wearing a fiery red robe was obviously a little eye-catching.

The abbot of Jingzong did not let him participate in the most tragic battle on the front line, on the one hand, the abbot had a little selfishness, and he couldn't bear to let this kid who was destined to make Hongganji flourish in the future die here early. On the other hand, the abbot also gave Jueming a death order, telling him to find a way to save the lives of the two women named Xin Tong and Qing Xuan no matter what, and the abbot said that the Bodhisattva of Jizo appeared before the war.

The Buddha's admonition, the disciples of Buddhism tried their best to do it.

Jueming was not afraid of death, he went north from the north, for the master who had passed away, traveled all over the northern regions, saw all the flowers in the world like Jinyuan rolling clouds, and because of a series of opportunities, he was able to break through to the realm of refining and becoming the youngest true Buddha in people's mouths.

But he just felt a little pity, because among these young leaders, he couldn't find Chang Xi's figure.

After the first battle in Wushan that year, he walked to the green clouds to put on linen and guard his spirit. Then he learned that Chang Xi had come back from the dead as if he was favored by the gods, and he was overjoyed, and rushed from Hongyuan Temple to Qingyun Mountain, only to be told that Chang Xi had rushed to Kunlun in the Northern Regions.

When he followed the abbot to respond to the call of the Immortal Dao League to go north to Kunlun, he was told that Chang Xi seemed to have gone to a far away and dangerous place alone, just to help Kyushu find a glimmer of life in the current stormy situation.

The corners of the little monk's mouth were warm, isn't Chang Shi such a great hero who helps the world at the same time?

If the permanent donor can worship the Buddha, maybe he will be the supreme true Buddha now, right?

The wind and snow outside the plug began to rhythm in the slightly undulating breath of the fourth senior brother.

Wen Zhuyu and Qiyue glanced at each other, the latter stroked the slightly trembling strings, and said softly: "Our side needs to fight with the Guo Sect and the Buddhists as soon as possible, so that the Cave and Xinghai Sect on the other side can act according to the prior plan." ”

Wen Zhuyu turned around, and thousands of sect disciples were headed by him.

He exhaled a breath of air in his chest.

"Senior brother, second senior brother, you are not here, let me come this time. ”

This green-shirted sword cultivator, who was inconspicuous among the younger generation of the Immortal Dao Alliance, finally bloomed with the most dazzling brilliance at this moment.

A bamboo flute is leisurely on its own, and there is a sword swaying towards the sky when you smell the bamboo feathers!

"The wind is up!"