At this time, beside the Bade Pond halfway up Mount Meru, thousands of congregants are chanting here. Suddenly, a golden light fell from the top of their heads, and the shocked people were flipped on their backs, and they scattered in all directions.

The two saints of the West also rushed to the scene and shouted: "The Holy Land of Buddhism!

Yin Jiao snorted coldly and sneered: "It's ridiculous that I keep claiming to be a saint, shouting mercy every day, but I can't even save a woman! I don't want to be a bullshit saint! I want to become a demon above a saint!"

The Daoist's heart trembled, and he found that the hundred golden lotuses in the Bade Pond had begun to wither, and the entire pool had turned blood-red! An ominous premonition came to his heart, and it was the same as the look in his eyes that was about to destroy everything and burn everything, exactly the same as the look in his eyes when he was killing in Xiqi that day! The Daoist was so shocked that he muttered to himself: "One thought becomes holy, one thought becomes a demon! Daoist friends are reckless and angry, and disaster will reach heaven and earth! Amitabha!"

"Kill!" A roar of rage shook the entire Western Bliss!

Yin Jiao was furious, his black robe trembled, and the boundless murderous aura shrouded the sky above the Seven Treasure Forest.

"Speak wildly! It depends on how many Taoism you have, Xiaoyou!" the Taoist shouted, and slapped his hand towards Yin Jiao. Yin Jiao greeted each other with his palms, the two palms did not touch, and the power of Buddha and the power of the broken phoenix were entangled in the palms of their hands. Yin Jiao shouted again and lifted the Pangu golden body, and suddenly the golden light covered the body, and the nine major artifacts appeared around the body.

The Taoist was taken aback: "I didn't expect that this Yin Jiao already has nine ancient artifacts, although it is not yet complete, but this Pangu divine power is already on par with me, it really can't be underestimated!"

Just thinking about it, Yin Jiao shook the receiver open with a palm, and then punched the center socket and burst out with a loud bang. The receiver of this blow also turned over, got up and covered his chest, and hurriedly sacrificed three relics in his hands. At this time, Yin Jiao's divine power was already on par with the power of the saint, and the two of them had the power to easily destroy the golden immortal with one punch and one kick.

Seeing that the senior brother had suffered a loss, the Zhun Tidao people over there showed their blessing pestle and hit towards Yin Jiao. Yin Jiao had been injured by Zhun Ti in the past, but now the enemies saw each other, and with both hands on the left and right, they sacrificed the Zhuxian Sword and the Killing Immortal Sword, and fought with the blessing pestle, and the sound went straight to the thirty-three heavens.

"Bah!" Zhun Ti's body shook and showed the appearance of the law, twenty-four songs, eighteen hands, and a golden bow, silver halberd, and demon pestle to knock over. The magic weapons that could injure Yin Jiao in the past were now bounced away by the golden body.

Zhun Ti's face changed and he secretly shouted: "In just three hundred years, this Yin suburb has entered the realm so fast! Can it keep pace with us? These ten great artifacts cannot be underestimated!"

The sect members scattered in the Qibao Forest on the side chanted the sutra one after another, chanting the words in their mouths: "Nan Wu Amitabha! Put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the ground!" The sky above the Qibao Forest was suddenly shrouded in Buddha's light, and rows of pale golden Sanskrit words floated from the ground and shrouded around the Yin suburbs. This Buddha sound is similar to that of Fuxiqin, which can subdue the demon heart and eliminate evil thoughts.

"What the hell!" Yin Jiao was suddenly mad when the sound of Buddha entered his brain, covering his head in pain. The deeper the obsession, the tighter the scriptures trapped in Yin Jiao, Yin Jiao felt guilty about Long Ji's death, and at the same time, he still deeply missed the dead Huang Ling'er in his heart, so the scriptures drilled into Yin Jiao's body and ignited a raging karmic fire, to dissolve the anger and infatuation in the depths of Yin Jiao's soul.

Yin Jiao suddenly felt that Huang Ling'er's image in his mind was becoming more and more blurred, his heart trembled, and he shouted: "No! you don't want to take Ling'er away from my mind!"

After this punch, the ground of Qibaolin sank violently, and the sect members who were chanting the sutra fell to the ground, and the Vajra Demon Circle suddenly collapsed.

At this time, the immortals on Mount Meru had already been alarmed, and they all rushed over to see what was happening. I saw Manjushri, Fuxian, and Cihang each riding their mounts and descending from the sky; the four great King Kongs at the mountain gate also came in a hurry; and the peacock king Kong Xuan also floated in.

Seeing that the holy place was destroyed like this, the Buddha also had fire. The immortals saw that a person covered in gold was confronting the two saints, and they surrounded him one after another. The three major scholars were immediately surprised when they saw it, and they all shouted: "Isn't this the former prince of the Great Shang Yin Jiao? Why is he here?"

Among the immortals, Kong Xuan was the most familiar with Yin Jiao, and he hurriedly flew to Yin Jiao's side and shouted, "Your Highness, do you still recognize me?"

Yin Jiao turned his head and glanced at it, although Kong Xuan was no longer the appearance of the ink armor and silver helmet of the year, Yin Jiao still recognized him. This former marshal of the Great Shang Dynasty. At a glance, he was shocked to realize that this Kong Xuan was actually three points similar to the phoenix, why is this?

"I didn't expect you to also belong to the Western Sect, if you still remember the relationship between you and my former master and servant, let's retreat quickly. ”

Yin Jiao's words were understated, as if the old friendship had long since disappeared, which made Kong Xuan a little gloomy.

'I didn't expect His Highness to set foot in the Six Realms again after three hundred years, but unfortunately things have long been different...... Right now, His Highness is fighting with the two sect leaders, to help or not to help?'

Seeing Kong Xuan's hesitation, Yin Jiao simply raised his hand and threw the golden wheel towards him, and said, "Don't you dare to do it?"

Kong Xuan flew back and floated in the air, and the five-colored divine light flashed behind him, but this moon golden wheel was an ancient artifact, and the five-colored divine light did not move. Kong Xuan hurriedly sacrificed the glass ring knife 'bell' and hurriedly blocked the Rijin Wheel.

The three major scholars and the four King Kongs over there saw that Yin Jiao had made a move, and they all sacrificed Wu Hook Sword, Dunlong Stake, Glass Bottle, Demon Suppressing Pestle, and King Kong Circle, like a rain falling from the sky.

"Donghuang Bell!" Yin Jiao shouted and pointed to the sky, and the Donghuang Bell appeared above his head, instantly sucking all the magic weapons into the bell. The hands of the immortals were immediately empty, and they were shocked.

Immediately afterwards, Yin Jiao's five fingers sacrificed the Fuxi Qin, and with a plucking of the strings with his fingers, a magic sound was transmitted into the Zhuxian Mud Pill Palace, and the three major scholars and the four King Kongs, together with the green lion, the white elephant, and the golden retriever, were stunned for a moment, as if they were asleep. Only Kong Xuandao was the highest, and he flapped his wings and flew out of the range of the piano sound.

"It's the ancient artifact Fuxi Qin!" "After taking a look at the introduction and Zhun Ti, he naturally knew that the sound of this qin naturally could not interfere with the saint.

I saw the moon golden wheel flying out of Yin Jiao's palm, like a cold cold light flying towards the immortals, wanting to take the heads of the immortals.

"Roar!" Suddenly a lion's roar shook Sumeru, and it turned out that the Taoist carried the Buddha's power to break the magic sound of Fu Xiqin for the roar.

When he suddenly opened his eyes and saw the moon golden wheel flying, he was so panicked that the three major soldiers hurriedly sacrificed their swords to parry, and they were embarrassed.

Zhun Ti hurriedly shouted at the immortals: "All retreat!

The immortals hurriedly retreated, flew out of Mount Meru, and watched the battle from afar.

The person who receives the Taoist and the person who is supposed to bring it to the right is one on the left and the other on the right, one offering three relics, and the other waving a blessed pestle. Yin Jiao saw that the two saints were coming together, and in a frenzy of battle, he actually urged the power of the broken phoenix to mix the divine power of the nine great artifacts, and prepared to fight.

Just when the saber was rattling, Yin Jiao suddenly felt an inexplicable pain, his five internal flames were burning, his limbs were about to split, the green tendons on his face were blooming, and he screamed in pain like a devil: "Wow......! It's painful!"

As the phoenix predicted, the artifact originated from Pangu the Great, who was the great god of creation and possessed the power of creation to create heaven and earth, while the power of the phoenix to break the phoenix was the power of destruction, and the two were incompatible. At this moment, Yin Jiao forcibly fused the two and was swallowed by two forces, so he was in great pain and his life hung by a thread.

Seeing this, the two saints secretly rejoiced in their hearts: "He is bound to go mad, if he is restrained, the nine ancient artifacts will be owned by me in the West from now on, wouldn't it be a great thing!"

Thinking of this, the three relics in his hand smashed on the back door of Yin Jiao like a cannon; Zhun Ti's blessed pestle hit the heavenly spirit, even though Yin Jiao had a Pangu golden body, after eating the two blows of this saint, he immediately vomited blood, lay on the ground and did not move, and the Pangu golden body slowly dissipated......

"Amitabha!" The Taoist sighed: "This Yin Jiao's nature is not bad, but he has been impregnated by the phoenix's essence and blood, and he has become moody and impetuous. If we don't subdue him, our Western Bliss will also become hell!"

Zhun Ti also sighed: "Helpless! This kind of mental cultivation is a disaster for possessing the nine great artifacts transformed by Pangu. If you don't kill him today, you can't guarantee that he won't do evil in the future. As he spoke, he raised the blessing pestle in his hand to smash Yin Jiao's head.

Suddenly, Zhun Ti was stunned for a moment, and he realized that Yin Jiao, who was supposed to be dying, actually exuded a terrifying power that made the saint feel terrified.

In an instant, I saw Yin Jiao slowly get up, hanging his head, and his body was surrounded by black and white, which was very weird. The guide looked worried, and ordered: "Senior brother, be careful, something is wrong." ”

Yin Jiao slowly raised his head, only to see that the green tendons on his face gradually receded, but his appearance seemed to be a little older, close to the appearance of a mortal forty years old. The jade crown on his head shattered, and his one-foot-long white hair fluttered, and there were a lot of vicissitudes.

Why is this happening?

As the saying goes, the pole of things must be reversed, and the pole is not Tailai. The originally incompatible Pangu Divine Power and the Broken Phoenix Power were under extreme confrontation, and they happened to be sandwiched by the external forces of the two saints, but they didn't expect to be strangely fused, deriving a new terrifying force. Exploding and dying or integrating is only between a line, Yin Jiao's luck is obviously extremely good, but this power is too vast, although Yin Jiao's body has phoenix essence blood, it is still unbearable, so it begins to age;

At this moment, Yin Jiao's face became calmer, his eyes closed as if he had entered meditation, and a faint white light appeared around him, like a pool of clear water.

The two saints fell and gathered around to watch. Zhun Ti looked at the Yin suburbs in front of him and thought to himself, 'Amazing! Even saints like us have never undergone such a change...... Could it be that this son is a Hongmeng anomaly, as Mr. Hongjun said, and he can always turn danger into a disaster at every moment of life and death?"

Zhun Ti didn't believe it, and stabbed the blessed pestle towards Yin Jiao's heart, wanting to try him. How do you know that this saint's blow can beat Yin Jiao to vomit blood, but at this moment, he stopped in front of his chest for half a foot and couldn't move an inch. When I looked at it again, the blessed pestle was condensed by black and white qi, and turned into ashes and slowly dissipated.

"This ...... This is impossible!" Seeing that his hand was empty, the Quasi-Daoist was furious at first, and suddenly laughed and said: "Good! Good! My blessed divine pestle is not bad for eternity, even the sword of the former Tongtian Sect Master will not hurt it in the slightest! Daoist friends can actually destroy it, which shows that your power is already above the saint! You are also an outlier in Hongmeng, and it is also a blessing for the poor Dao to be able to see and understand!"

The person who received the Dao couldn't help but think deeply: "I once heard Teacher Hongjun say that the most extreme power in this Hongmeng universe is 'Wuji' and 'Heavenly Dao', could it be that this kid in front of him doesn't dare to think about it anymore ...... 'Lead'."

Zhun Ti was overjoyed to see Yin Jiao change like this, and then gathered the supreme Buddha power and slapped it towards Yin Jiao. This palm has the power to destroy the stars, just like the pressure of Mount Meru.

"Senior brother, this blow is going to exhaust the mana. The guide said silently.

Yin Jiao closed his eyes, raised his hand lightly and grabbed Zhun Ti's palm, instantly dissolving the supreme Buddha power into invisibility.

"You...... This...... Impossible! Impossible!" Zhun Ti was stunned, and did not dare to act rashly for a while.

The person who received the Taoist on the side knew that it was not good, and waved his hand to sacrifice the Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree to relieve the siege for Zhun Ti. Unexpectedly, the sun and moon golden wheel suddenly flew out like a meteor, and hit the Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree with a blow, making a loud noise, and the artifact blessed by this mysterious power actually shook the treasure tree in the hands of the Daoist.

These Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree and the Twelve Rank Lotus Platforms are the innate spiritual treasures of Mount Meru, and the suppression of Western luck depends on this treasure, and there can be no loss. The person who received the Daoist hurriedly went to catch it, but unexpectedly, three white rays of light flew out of the air to wrap the Qibao Miao Tree, and then it was sucked into the hand of a person.

Who's coming?