Manjushri walked towards the demon army step by step.

With the order of the demon general standing at the forefront, dozens of demon soldiers raised their spears and stepped on the bones of their comrades and rushed forward.

A sword flash flashed, and more than a dozen spears were all cut off.

Another sword light flashed, and more than a dozen heads flew into the sky with blood. One by one, the bodies fell to the ground.

Stepping over the corpse, Manjushri still moved forward step by step, and the Dharma Ming Rulai and the monks and Buddhas behind him just watched quietly.

"Whatever I want...... Kill—!" the demon general who stood at the forefront rushed forward brandishing his scimitar.

All the youkai followed, and in a frenzy, they pounced on Manjushri.

In the Dao Dao sword qi, a handful of blood rose into the air with the head and stumps.

In the encirclement, one by one, his body fell, but more monsters were still rushing towards him, like moths fighting fire.

Demons are not afraid of death like Buddhas, only the Dharma exists, and they should even be more afraid of death than any human being, because their lives are picked up through a lot of hard work.

But in order to maintain the faith in their hearts, they have long had no choice.

Stepping on the corpses all over the ground, Manjushri stepped onto the steps.

Blood splattered behind him, and his subordinates retreated into the temple in panic one by one, but the big horn still stood quietly, quietly looking down at his daughter, and standing motionless with his back to Manjushri, who was frantically harvesting his life.

......

Nanzhan Buzhou.

The wolf ran away and sprinted in the direction of Huaguo Mountain. The monkey followed closely behind, also sprinting in the direction of Huaguo Mountain.

In the midst of the gallop. The fierce battle continues. The golden rod stretched out repeatedly and swept towards Nyorai. A hurricane swept by.

......

Manjushri stepped into the Hall of Ten Thousand Demons, and the monks behind him quickly poured in with him.

A demon general scrambled to one knee behind Big Horn with several swords in his body, and said with the last of his strength: "General...... If you have the opportunity, please tell the Great Sage...... The last general, the last general did his best......"

"Will ......" pursed his lips, the big horn gritted his teeth and said softly, "Yes." ”

"Thank you...... Thank you ......."

Bow your head slightly. The wounds on his body were still bleeding, but the demon general didn't make a sound.

The tall body, the slightly bent back, all the qiē were frozen at this moment.

The few dozen remaining demon army generals had all retreated to the throne, and only the big horn was still standing quietly.

"In the end, you are also worthy of respect. Manjushri's sword pointed to the ground, and drops of blood slipped down the blade, and he raised his head high and said, "The poor monk will not embarrass you, so let's cut it off by myself." ”

"Huh, do it yourself?" Bighorn smiled slowly. He took a deep breath and said, "What do you think we are? It's not the Tianhe Water Army, what humiliation has not been suffered, brothers, to the end, what qualifications do we have to decide on our own?"

Turning around, Dajiao bent down, stretched out his hand to close the eyes of the general behind him, and said softly: "I'll be here soon, you won't be alone, you won't be ......."

"The congregation will obey. Raising his head, he shouted, "Set up your position and defend against the enemy!"

The only remaining demon army gathered beside him again, showing their weapons.

One by one, they were exhausted, scarred, exhausted of all their strength, and could not afford to fight again.

But it's all different.

A hundred years ago, he had nothing, they wanted nothing but hope of living.

A hundred years later, they have ideals and are no longer alone.

They are no longer selfish, and they can fight to the death to cover the retreat of their companions, because they once got infinitely close to the world of the old white ape's dreams.

Even if it was just a phantom, they did see it vaguely, and they believed it.

"It's all for Huaguo Mountain, let's die. This is the final order. ”

"No!"

Holding their weapons aloft, they roared and rushed towards Manjushri one by one......

......

In the empty complex, the monks went back and forth, igniting all the qiē, and the billowing smoke rose into the sky, quickly spreading to the entire Huaguo Mountain.

The blue sky fire burned up all the temperature at this time, so that the sky was covered with snow.

The snow fell on the fire, turned into water, poured into the blackened beams, made a "squeak" sound, and then turned into clouds and smoke and rose up.

This is snow that does not come from the grace of any one god, and the snow of nature, just as it was thousands of years ago, when there were no gods in this world.

It's like all the monsters in this heaven and earth.,Even if it's not recognized.,But it's still stubborn.。

The loss of the Ten Thousand Demon Palace, in the firelight, the demon city that had stood for a hundred years slowly collapsed. For the demons, it heralded the end of an era.

However, the real history may have only just begun......

......

When he saw the sky-high fire, the monkey's heart fluttered, and he crossed Rulai and rushed straight towards Huaguo Mountain.

In the midst of the raging fire, the whole world seemed to be quiet.

The charred ruins, the corpses everywhere, and the pumice stone carrying the Monkey King slowly fell in front of his eyes with his throne...... All the qiē were destroyed, and only countless monks and Buddhas remained.

He pursed his lips and looked at it quietly.

For a long time, he raised his head and looked at the snowflakes flying in the red firelight, he inhaled deeply, a little flustered, and his nose was slightly sour.

He should have cried, but he didn't. Maybe the pain will be numb, too.

The fluttering snowflakes fell on his shoulders and evaporated in an instant, disappearing without a trace.

The fluff on his cheeks fluttered slightly in the wind.

There was no hoarse wail, but there was a feeling as if all the strength in his body had been taken away in an instant, a cold feeling, no matter how hard the hand holding the golden hoop rod was, it seemed that it had not been clenched tightly, and it could be clenched even tighter.

A feeling of powerlessness.

Isn't he mentally prepared for this qiē?

Verbal threats didn't necessarily work for those Buddhas, and he could only prevent Nyorai from approaching Huaguo Mountain and prevent Nyorai from attacking them. Try to defeat Rulai. But he couldn't deal with so many monks and Buddhas at the same time.

There is no one in the entire Huaguo Mountain who can resist these Buddhas for a long time. Even if it's just for a short period of time, he can't do it when he suppresses Rulai.

After all, I can't catch up......

Shortmouth, Lingxi, and Kuroko are all dead, and the nine brothers are also dead, but what about the others?

Anyone else...... Who is left with the closest people around you?

Slowly descending to the ground, the monkey dragged the golden rod and walked barefoot above the ruins, his eyes moving back and forth over every ruined wall, on the faces of every corpse.

A heart clenched tightly.

For the first time, I took a closer look at the city. Unexpectedly, it was to search for the body of the deceased.

With his arrival, the surrounding monks quickly dispersed, one by one hanging in the air and watching quietly.

From afar, he saw the Dharma Ming Rulai, Manjushri, and Puxian.

All the way to the pumice stone of Qi Tian Palace, in the ruins of the Ten Thousand Demon Palace, which had completely collapsed, he saw the body of the big horn.

Swallowing dryly, he stood with his head slightly bowed, staring at the dozens of swords in his body, and even the big horns with his intestines cut out.

All eyes were on him.

A gentle breeze blows. Countless sparks were lifted into the sky, like flying fireflies.

In the firelight. The monkey stood silently, looking down at the big horn in the gap between the ruins.

Rulai fell behind him and seemed to be quietly waiting for something.

All the monks slowly retreated, and the Buddhas assumed a posture of battle.

The whole world seemed to be silent, and only the fire was burning.

When he looked up again, the corners of the monkey's eyes twitched, and he sighed softly, "You guys, you have done a great job. Very well done...... It's true. ”

He looked around at the monks in the sky, taking deep breaths, a little at a loss. Gritted his teeth, but smiled.

Everyone's eyes widened and they watched silently.

"What are you waiting for, what are you waiting for, waiting to see if my Dao heart is broken?"

No one answered.

They still watched with wide eyes, and their hearts were a little more apprehensive.

Rulai's brows furrowed slowly.

With his back to Rulai, the monkey's shoulders trembled slightly, and he exhaled a burst of mist: "You have really destroyed Huaguo Mountain, and then, the problem is much simpler." ”

Before everyone present could come to their senses, the monkey had already rolled into the sky, and the golden hoop rod swept out, instantly knocking nearly a thousand monks away.

The originally dense sky suddenly vacated a fan.

Everyone was so shocked that they retreated, but Rulai was still standing in place.

The golden hoop stick slowly hung down, pointing at Rulai, and he said coldly: "Next, I and you are left, and we will not die." ”

......

The Dao heart is not broken.

The killing began.

The monkey roared and brandished his golden rod back and forth between the monk and the Buddha like a mad beast, and none of his targets escaped annihilation.

The army of Buddhism fled in all directions, but was dragged back one by one and torn to pieces. Just like he did outside the Nantian Gate.

And from beginning to end, Rulai just watched quietly, and didn't even come to the rescue.

For a long time, when more than half of the Buddhist army had been killed or wounded, Rulai folded his hands and sighed long.

The Dao Heart was not broken, and it was only at this time that Rulai realized that the Dao Heart of the monkey was not guarding anyone at all. He will not hesitate to fight for the people around him, but it does not mean that his Dao heart is guarding.

From the beginning to the end, he guessed wrong. Not only did he guess the wrong Dao Heart, but he also broke the other party's Dao Heart, and planted the seeds of destruction in his body, so that his cultivation was half useless. If it weren't for that, the monkey would have been a no-brainer.

The figure flickered, appeared in front of the monkey, and said softly: "The matter has come to this, it is better for you and me to completely end this cause and effect." If the poor monk is defeated, the people in the Buddhist sect will break it off on their own, and it will also save you a lot of effort. ”

"What if I don't agree?"

"Then the poor monk will once again obscure your perception. You can't find everyone with Vajra alone. Rulai said softly. (To be continued......)

PS: Well, I said that it was better yesterday, but it turned out to be today...... Keep working hard to code the word to go ~