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The golden Buddha's hand, covering the sky and the earth, crushed down towards them with supreme coercion.

The next moment, they seemed to be in the land of ten thousand Buddhas, and the sound of Buddha chanting resounded in their minds, making their blood and strength seem to be boiling.

Suddenly, they only felt a black in front of them, and a golden finger like an optimus pillar was crushing towards them. In front of the giant finger, they were as small as ants.

Erqing and the monkey all know that this is the land of heaven and earth and ten thousand Buddhas built by the Buddha.

In this world, except for Dao Ancestor, no one will be his opponent.

In this regard, they can only fight hard.

As a result, the fairy rainbow pierced the sky, and the axe tore through the sky.

The cyan figure, like a ghost, came and went without a trace.

The golden red figure of the monkey roared with his head up, and the shadow of the stick smashed the Buddha's finger, vowing to make this ten thousand Buddhas disappear.

At this time, they came back to their senses, in addition to the Dao Ancestor, there was also the Demon Venerable Moro who could resist the Buddha. Moro saved them once again, and his demonic energy infected the Buddha Kingdom.

The ten thousand Buddhas directly became ten thousand demons.

The chanting of the Buddha is gone, and it has become a demonic roar.

The monkey's iron rod smashed the giant finger just right.

And then, everything went back to the way it was.

The sea of monkeys is boundless, and no matter how they toss, they can't touch the edge. The golden light that once stood above its primordial spirit has now turned into a soaring flame, intending to burn through the heavens.

In front of this blood-colored flame, there are two colors, one is still golden, which is the light of Buddha's power, and the other is black, the black that you can't see your fingers.

And this black accounts for more and more proportions, because the black of the outside world is constantly invading the sea of monkeys, as if to submerge it, turning this red and gold into eternal night.

Under the advantages of the other, Moro is getting more and more fierce, and Erqing and Monkey are constantly consuming their mana. The Buddha was even more miserable, and the time he kept the golden light became shorter and shorter.

Every time the Buddha pulled Erqing and the monkey into his Buddha country, the Demon Venerable Moro would jump out and make a bad move, and the demonic energy would infect his Buddha country and help Erqing and the monkey get out of trouble.

When Moro helped them, he was actually helping himself. If the Buddha could calm down and deal directly with Moro, Moro would not have been able to infect the Buddha's Buddha kingdom so easily.

Just when Erqing and the monkey, with Moro and the Buddha, were engaged in a dim melee in the sea of monkeys' knowledge, the monsters on the banks of the Tianhe River became even more crazy.

While protecting Yang Bao'er, Cen Xiang frantically waved the small axe in his hand, slashing the monster in front of him, and his fierce little appearance made countless immortals look sideways.

They were all envious in their hearts, and at the same time, they were slandering, [This little guy is really a blessing in disguise! I don't know how many gold pills and peaches he has harmed!]

However, envy is envy, these immortals are not as brave as monkeys, and dare to run to harm Laojun's Jin Dan and the queen mother's peach.

Although Cen Xiang does not have an immortal position, no matter what, the mother of the family is also the niece of the Jade Emperor. This relationship is not something that ordinary immortals can have.

Although the immortals and Buddhas are ruthless, this relationship can sometimes not be ignored.

Especially when the temper of the Jade Emperor is becoming more and more unpredictable for many immortals.

Just when Cen Xiang showed his skills and slaughtered monsters, the four great bodhisattvas of Buddhism finally arrived.

The arrival of the four bodhisattvas hastened the demise of those monsters even more.

However, they didn't know that the faster these monsters perished, the faster Moro's strength grew, and the shorter the Buddha's time to wake up.

And that is, when the four great bodhisattvas of Buddhism came to heaven to help, Xiniu Hezhou, Lingshan, and a pitch-black portal opened in the Great Thunder Sound Treasure Temple.

Countless monsters rushed out of that portal and fought with the Buddhas and Arhats of Lingshan.

For a time, the light of the Buddha shone in all directions, and the Buddha's sound and Zen singing resounded in all directions.

The demonic spirit was soaring, pitch black as ink, like the night, spreading in all directions.

The golden light and the black light are intertwined, making this heaven and earth, peaceful and ferocious, as if the spiritual mountain and the netherworld are intertwined in this place.

On this day, within the Three Realms, both realms were attacked by the army of monsters, but the underworld was still unharmed. But the great powers of the underworld are also on guard at all times, and there is a sense of rumors.

Lingshan, inside the dark portal, walked out a young man with black hair flying.

The young man had a strange and crazy face, and the army of monsters around him had become even more crazy after he appeared.

"Amitabha, Mora, you've crossed the line!"

A long shout of the Buddha's horn, a Buddha with a halo on his head, appeared in front of the youth.

When Moro heard this, he couldn't help but open his arms and laugh strangely, "Crossing the line? No, no, no! This is the test of these false compassionate people in this seat! Isn't it common to say, 'If I don't go to hell, who will go to hell?'

"Amitabha!"

The Buddha sat down cross-legged, and then, the Buddha's light shone brightly, shining on the spiritual mountain, breaking through the dark canopy, and those monsters were illuminated by the Buddha's light, and turned into black gas.

The black gas intersected with the golden light, making a loud explosion.

Moro snorted coldly and raised his hand and slapped it towards the Buddha.

Another golden light rushed out of the Buddha's body and fought with Mora.

For a moment, the entire Spirit Mountain was trembling.

"Burning the lamp, old monk, isn't it good for you to shrink up and spend your old age in peace? If you have to run out and fight against this seat, aren't you afraid that your life will stop here and turn into a pile of dry bones?"

"Amitabha, my Buddha is merciful! For the livelihood of the common people, this dry bone of the old man is not afraid of igniting a little more fire!

"Quack quack...... Old monk, you overestimate yourself too much! There are already old bones left, so why do you want to jump out and be strong? From today on, the Three Realms are destined to be in the palm of your hand!"

"Not necessarily!"

At this time, several more ancient Buddhas appeared.

They stood behind the Burning Lamp Ancient Buddha, and then a body of Buddha power poured into the body of the Burning Lamp Ancient Buddha.

For a while, the entire spiritual mountain was shrouded in this Buddha's light, and all the monsters, except for Namoro, were turned into ashes in a few breaths.

The black curtain that covered the sky and the earth was torn apart by the golden light, and the Buddha's light fell into the world, and the whole world returned to peace, as if those monsters had not appeared before.

However, at some point, a demon claw had been inserted into the heart of the Burning Lamp Ancient Buddha, breaking his incorruptible body and crushing his heart with one claw.

"I said that today you will turn into a pile of dry bones! quack......"

Moroga grinned, withdrew his claws, and disappeared with a gurgling black aura.

The entire spiritual mountain suddenly fell silent.

But the next moment, a dull bell rang above the Spirit Mountain and spread throughout the Three Realms.

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