On this day, on the Wuji Plain, a sky-high golden rush suddenly erupted, and with the appearance of this golden busy, the entire dragon city began to get busy, and countless streamers rose from the dragon city and flew towards the place where the golden light was emitted.

Shen Lang and the emperor were the first people to come here, and at this time, in the place where the golden light erupted, a phantom of a Buddha appeared, and the Buddha exuded an aura of compassion, which made people can't help but want to worship.

Shen Lang and the three of them floated in the air, and when they saw the giant Buddha shrouded in golden light, their expressions moved slightly.

That Buddha phantom should be the Medicine Master.

As time went on, more and more people came here, and most of them were people from major forces.

"It's really a merit sutra. ”

Some of the martial artists who came here said in surprise.

Zhang Chuji and Yi Ming also rushed here with the disciples of the True Martial Dao Sect, but those ordinary disciples of the True Martial Dao Sect were far away, and they were afraid that the big war that would break out would affect them.

Just after everyone came here, suddenly the phantom of the big Buddha burst out with immeasurable golden light, and then I saw a book emitting golden light, and suddenly rose to the sky.

The book that exuded a golden light, windless and automatic, turned page by page, giving people an air of holiness.

"Hands-on. ”

The battle broke out without suspense, and some demonic powerhouses took the lead in taking the lead and grabbed the Merit Sutra.

"You dare. ”

The people of the righteous path are not lagging behind, and they shoot in an instant, but those who are on the right path are not attacking the merit scriptures, but attacking those who are the first to attack the people of the demon path.

A middle-aged man with a grim expression, feeling the attack of the righteous person, a trace of coldness flashed on his face, and then he suddenly turned around and punched out, the demonic aura was monstrous, and instantly blocked the attack that hit him.

"Hmph, a bunch of despicable villains actually attacked from behind. ”

The man snorted coldly and continued to rush towards the Merit Sutra.

However, before the man came to the Merit Sutra, he saw an old man in a white robe stop in front of him, "Wuji Demon Lord, the Merit Sutra is the holy text of our righteous path, how can you demons be able to go crookedly?"

Between the two, there was no nonsense, and the battle broke out in an instant, both of them were powerhouses of the ancestral realm, and as soon as they fought, boundless power broke out.

Shen Lang didn't rush to make a move, because he knew that it was impossible for any of these people to get the Merit Sutra, and even if someone was lucky enough to get it, the three major overlord forces would snatch it back.

However, people die for money, birds die for food, and even those who snatch the Sutra of Merit know that the three major hegemonic forces are eyeing each other, they will still pursue that glimmer of hope.

Zhang Chuji and Yi Ming, the two glanced at each other, and shot one after another, if they can get the merit scripture, it is the best, they only need Mu Qinghe to break it, and they can also save a lot of effort.

In the sky, there was no light, and there were big battles taking place everywhere, and some low-strength warriors who stood on the periphery to watch the battle could be regarded as an eye-opener.

Zhang Chuji is facing an elder of a big force, the strength of the two is equal, and it is difficult to distinguish the winner for a while, but Yi Ming is facing a giant of the Demon Dao, Yi Ming's strength is weaker, and he has been pressed and beaten by the giant of the Demon Dao at this time.

"Hmph, the True Martial Arts Gate, today is the Heavenly King Laozi, and he doesn't want to stop me from getting the Merit Sutra. ”

The Merit Sutra is a Buddhist miracle that can help people become holy, and no one will give it up easily, even if it is the prestige of the three major hegemonic forces, it cannot deter them.

Just when there were big battles everywhere, a brilliant sword light suddenly shone in the sky, the left sword one, one sword to kill the opponent, turned into a sword light, and rushed towards the Merit Sutra.

Everyone didn't react, Zuo Jianyi's strength was too strong, and the person of the Demon Dao who fought against Zuo Jianyi, under Zuo Jianyi, was killed by him without taking a few rounds at all.

Zuo Jianyi looked at the Merit Sutra that was close at hand, and a trace of joy flashed in his eyes, as long as the Merit Sutra was in his hand, the Venerable Ten Thousand Swords would definitely help him break the post, and then he would bring the Merit Sutra back to the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion, which would definitely be a great merit.

Unfortunately, just as he was about to receive the Merit Sutra, a figure appeared in front of him.

The figure, wearing a white shirt, was like a fairy, with a strange face.

Shen Langtian Emperor's punch was punched, and the extremely domineering fist intent was felt even by the entire battlefield.

Rumble!!!

Zuo Jian's eyes narrowed slightly, she had long thought that someone would make a move to stop him, and then the sword in her hand suddenly slashed out diagonally, colliding with Shen Lang's domineering and incomparable fist intent, and an earth-shattering roar sounded in an instant.

"It's you. ”

Zuo Jianyi had already recognized Shen Lang, and said with a gloomy expression.

Shen Lang smiled faintly, "Yes, it's me, the matter of last time, it hasn't been counted yet, and this time it will be solved together." ”

Shen Lang didn't wait for Wan Jian to speak, his feet moved, and he rushed out in an instant, turning into an afterimage, the power of the law of destruction condensed in his palm, and a killing aura enveloped Wan Jian's body, making Wan Jianyi's heart rise a desire to kill, and the blood around his body boiled, as if he was about to rush out.

Wan Jianyi didn't dare to be careless, he used his true qi, suppressed the restlessness in his body, and stabbed out with a sword, and the wind and clouds surged, and the battlefield between Shen Lang and Wan Jianyi seemed to be the only sword left.

Seeing that Wan Jian was stopped, everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and then they continued to fight with their opponents.

And a hint of surprise flashed on the faces of Zhang Chuji and Yi Ming, they didn't expect Elder Shen to be here, which made them feel a lot more relaxed.

The disciples of the True Martial Dao Sect who were watching the battle from afar, when they saw Shen Lang making a move, they all said loudly: "Look, it's Elder Shen." ”

For Shen Lang, the disciples of the True Martial Arts Sect still have a lot of respect, after all, when Shen Lang crossed the tribulation last time, the demeanor he showed had penetrated deep into their hearts.

Just a few moves, Wan Jianyi felt the strength of Shen Lang, this Shen Lang only survived four heavenly tribulations, but the actual combat power was already on par with him, which made him feel a little solemn in his heart.

Wan Jian Yi is one of the two great protectors of the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion, in the entire Heavenly Domain, in addition to the dominant powerhouse, he can definitely be regarded as the top group of people, but at this time, he is at war with Shen Lang, the more he fights, the more he is in a state of mind, especially every time Shen Lang makes a move, the kind of technique that can lead to the killing in his heart makes him feel palpitations even more.

The desire to kill can make people lose their minds, and a martial artist, if he loses his mind, his strength may skyrocket, but there will be many flaws, and if he is caught by his opponent, he is likely to be defeated.

Shen Lang had an evil smile on the corner of his mouth, and his body was like a ghost, which made Wan Jianyi feel a deep pressure.