The defeat was like a mountain.

The secret collusion between the Immortal Sect and the Demon Gate must have been a long time, and this time it was naturally fully prepared to be exposed.

Just when the elites of their six major factions attacked the mountain, the formation of the city station was quietly destroyed.

A tall and thin monk wearing a pale yellow robe with a dark green rosary around his neck, a thin figure and a shiny scalp walked in.

"Master!"

A Daoji monk of the Immortal Sect hurriedly arrived, and at this moment, most of the Daoji monks had already gone to attack Paishan, and he was a top figure in the city.

"Well, where is the formation center?"

The monk clasped his hands together, bowed slightly, and the nine ring scars on the top of his head were revealed, and the ring scars were also strange, they were like the shape of bamboo leaves, and they also showed green light, and there were clouds and mist in the light, as if they were hiding other worlds.

"Master, please come with me!"

The monk hurriedly returned the salute and took the lead with the monk to a wide square.

"Wu Daoyou, where have you been, how did you bring an outsider in?"

In the middle of the square sat a dozen men and women, including five Dao Ji, one of whom should be familiar with the Immortal Sect monk, who stood up at this time, and asked with a surprised face.

"What happened to the master?"

"Amitabha, the monk is here to send you donors to meet my Buddha!"

The monk's thin face showed a strange smile, and his robe shook, and the rolling clouds immediately enveloped the entire square.

As soon as he stepped on it, the earth Kelara cracked, and countless tender green branches pierced out of the earth, and in a flash, it had become a dense bamboo forest of more than two people.

The bamboo branches are like living creatures, such as spiritual snakes, dense barbs pop out on the bamboo leaves, and the branches and leaves are wrapped in all directions, and the screams have resounded throughout the square.

Several Daoji monks wanted to break through the bamboo forest and escape, but they were covered by a green light, and they froze in place, and they couldn't even use magic weapons, so they could only watch as the bamboo branches wrapped themselves around, and the bamboo leaves wrapped their bodies, and they devoured everyone present like the huge mouths of living creatures.

"Withered Bamboo Monk ......"

Someone looked frightened and screamed.

"It's the monk!"

The withered bamboo monk had a smile on his face, and his expression was full of satisfaction.

This person is one of the seven demons in the world, a withered bamboo monk of Qingluo Mountain Lingjing Temple, and a great master in the later stage of Daoji!

"Amitabha!"

Seeing that all the people present were dead, the withered bamboo monk sat cross-legged on the ground, put his hands together again, and the vast Buddha light rose from his body, rose straight into the sky, turned into a golden Buddha in the air, and smiled.

The Buddha opened his mouth, and Hongda's Zen sound immediately resounded throughout the city, and everyone in the city turned to look at the huge Buddha.

Listening to the sound of Zen and seeing the Buddha, everyone felt that their hearts were peaceful, without joy or sorrow, and they were thinking and unaware of their steps and walking towards the Buddha.

Under the Buddha is a 36-petal turquoise lotus platform, the lotus platform is made of dense bamboo branches, the branches and leaves on the bamboo branches cheer towards the comers, and the people who come one by one are pulled into the lotus, in the sound of 'click', a faint blood water begins to appear on the lotus platform, and the green lotus has a sense of bewitchment.

And the pedestrians in all directions were all unconscious, as if they did not see the tragic situation of the person in front of them, and rushed forward and backward.

"Withered Bamboo Monk, you should be damned!"

In the distance, a platinum sword light shot out, and it was impossible to look at it directly, and the aura of heaven and earth in all directions was shocked by that sword light, and the infinite qi machine converged towards the magic sword, turning into a domineering sword light that was a hundred zhang long, and slashed straight at it.

The White Emperor Killing Sword of the Taixuan Sect with wooden red sleeves, that is, the name of the Emperor, naturally has the ability to dominate the power of heaven and earth, this sword is carrying the power of heaven and earth, and it can fight against the existence of one person for a while!

"Mu Hongsleeves, you dare to be so arrogant when you run for your life!"

The sound of the Sky Buddha chanting paused, and the Buddha statue with kind eyebrows suddenly became hideous, and the golden palm in front of him stood up, and he slashed towards the white emperor's sword in the shape of a knife.

"Bang ......"

When the two collided, the void rippled, and an invisible shock wave shook the sea of clouds in the sky, revealing the blue sky.

At the same time, dense cracks also appeared on the golden body of the Buddha, and the next moment it had turned into a sky of golden light, spreading all over the heavens and the earth.

"Boom ......"

The people in the city were all stunned, and when they came to their senses, they saw a hundred-foot tall demon bamboo swaying wildly from there, and they couldn't help but let out an exclamation and fled in all directions.

Some of them even formed a formation, rose to the sky, and after seeing the situation in Paishan, they changed direction and fled into the distance.

"Ah......h

"Wood Red Sleeves!"

The giant bamboo danced wildly, and at the same time, the branches also whipped the void and made bursts, venting their anger.

His secret method of Buddhism has a great impact on people with low cultivation, but once the spell is cast, it is not easy to move, and at this time, it can only devour people who are nearby, but the far one is beyond the reach of the whip, and he can't catch up!

At this time, the platinum sword light had already fled in the direction of the Vientiane Gate, leaving a platinum sword mark in the void.

Chen Ziang stepped on the Hot Wheels, his wings shook behind his back, his body turned into a rainbow and flew away in the distance, and the corner of his eyes was naturally placed on the huge bamboo branch.

The original city had long since been reduced to ruins, and only a thin monk sat cross-legged at the bottom of the giant bamboo, coldly scanning the crowd that had fled far away from both sides.

Withered bamboo monk!

Chen Ziang's heart jumped, the puppet clone in the distance had already begun to explore the weak places in the wave of the Demon Gate offensive, relying on the special customs of the doppelganger's material, being careful not to be discovered.

At the same time, the things that reversed the Nine Palaces Array were also taken out by him, and the array eyes were even put into the Red Bamboo Immortal Pavilion, which was already ready for occasion.

"Buzz ......"

Thunder flashed on his side, and Lu Yunxiao showed his figure with a cold face.

"Chen Daoyou, not only in the direction of the mountain, but also in other places, our people have also been defeated! Now we can only retreat to the Vientiane Gate station, relying on the Vientiane Gate station array to resist the people in the Demon Gate!"

Chen Ziang was not surprised by this, the Immortal Sect turned against the water, which naturally proved that their preparations had already been made, just waiting for today's outbreak.

However, Vientiane Gate may not be safe!

Looking at the group of Demon Gate monks behind him who were not chasing after him, Chen Ziang couldn't help but feel a sinking in his heart.

There are several breaths that show that they are interested in themselves, but they are not very closely chased, if they don't care about their secrets, or they know that they can't escape at all!

"Got it, then don't go around in circles, let's just go!"

With a sigh in his heart, he looked at the black and white qi surging from behind, and the disciples of the five major sects and the people in the small Yuan realm who were wrapped in it, Chen Ziang couldn't help but shake his head secretly.

"Let's go!"

As soon as Lu Yunxiao's thunder exploded, he had already taken a few people from Taixuanzong to escape ahead of the speed of the wind, the speed of the wind and thunder escape method was indeed amazing, unless Chen Ziang broke out with all his strength, he would only have to eat ashes behind the other party.

The offensive of the Demon Gate this time came from all directions, and the position was constantly compressed towards the Vientiane Gate, as if it was planning to make preparations for a net, which would naturally arouse the awareness of many people, and many people had already accelerated their escape techniques and rushed towards the Vientiane Gate station.

Less than ten miles away from the Vientiane Gate, Mu Hongsleeve looked at the ruins in front of her with a cold face, and beside her, there were hundreds of figures, but all of them were as dead as ashes.

In the distance, there are more such people!

"I ran away!"

An old-faced Daoji monk smiled bitterly in the direction of the Vientiane Gate with trembling hands, his hair was snow-white, it was caused by the overdraft potential of the secret method not long ago, just to be able to return here as soon as possible, I didn't think it would be too late!

"I, Liang You, have been in the cultivation world all my life, and I never imagined that one day I would die in this remote small world!"

His body trembled, his words were desperate, just half a day ago, the two qi of Yin and Yang of the Heavenly General directly wrapped the Vientiane Gate in it, and slowly refined, the Vientiane Gate Resident Array could not hold on, and immediately launched the teleportation array, teleporting all this place back to the cultivation world.

As for those who are late, they can only face this ruin.

"How come? How can it be? My merits are enough, enough for our family of three to leave! Why don't you let us leave, why don't you let us leave!"

A big man knelt on the ground and yelled, and a woman and a son next to him hugged each other and wept.

Compassion enveloped everyone, even the Daoji monks among them.

"For today's plan, we can only break through the defense of the Demon Gate and go to our Taixuan Sect or Biyue Sect!"

Mu Hongsleeve's tone was cold, although he was facing a desperate situation, his voice did not show the slightest wave.

"Even if it is the Taixuan Sect, there are thousands of miles between the two, among which there are many Demon Gate stations, and there is no teleportation array, how many people can break through alive?"

A young monk sighed slightly, and looked at the many people surrounding the barrier with a sad expression.

He was originally a young talent of the Vajra Sect, and he obtained the Buddha fruit at a young age, but he didn't expect that he would face death as soon as he arrived in the Small Yuan Realm.

However, Buddhism pays attention to reincarnation, and monks are not as afraid of death as others.

"Smack......

A flash of thunder fell, revealing the figure of Lu Yunxiao and his party.

"Uncle Mu, what's going on?"

"Vientiane Gate can't hold on anymore, and has withdrawn from the Small Metaverse!"

Mu Hongsleeve shook his head slowly.