West Tianling Mountain.

The illusory Sanskrit sound suddenly stopped, and the drizzle-like light of the Buddha became cloudy.

The inky rain fell down on his forehead, cold and desolate.

Lying on his side on the crosswood, he woke up quietly, his already sad face was now more and more sad, a cloudy tear slipped inexplicably from the corner of his eye, and then shook off his sleeves, and reached out to pick up the tears that were about to fall to the river.

With a long sigh, the guide shook his head, and a resolute look flashed in his eyes.

"Senior brother, have you already decided?" On the turbid river, the golden lotus quietly bloomed, and Zhun Ti walked out of the void slowly, and the Buddha wheel behind him was full of light, dispelling the dark clouds in the sky and calming the manic river.

Where the Buddha's light passed, the aura sprouted, sweeping away the previous desolation and decadence.

"I would have turned my heart to the bright moon, but the bright moon shines on the ditch. Then he said, "The poor monk tried his best to promote him to the master of Buddhism, and he also believed in the westward journey, but it was a pity that he still failed the poor monk and the Buddhism." ”

After the battle of the gods, Hongjun ordered all the saints not to come out without immeasurable robbery.

Although this prohibition is addressed to the three saints of Xuanmen, Buddhism must also follow it.

The westward journey is a great deal, which is not only a catastrophe for heaven and earth, but also an opportunity for Buddhism to prosper.

Since they are saints, they can only help on the sidelines and cannot participate directly, so they entrust the westward journey to Duobao Rulai.

If the westward journey is complete and Buddhism is prosperous, then Duobao will combine the luck of the Mahayana and Hinayana teachings with the power of one person, and it is not a saint who is better than a saint.

Seeing the complicated expression, Zhun Ti said in a deep voice: "It is not good to break it, and it will be born after it is broken." Since the third Buddha is mutilated, it is a harbinger of Amitabha's return, and this is the ...... Don't!"

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Outside Cuiyun Mountain, a red light pierced the sky, and in an instant, it had fallen in front of Zhou Bai.

The bright dress swayed and danced like a flame in the breeze from the peak.

Zhou Bai's eyes were soft, and he smiled: "You're back." ”

The corners of Hongyu's mouth couldn't help but hook up a natural and ordinary smile, "Well, I'm back." Taking a few steps forward, Hongyu reached out and grabbed Zhou Bai's arm, and the breath and touch that were close together made her feel inexplicably relieved.

"Since you have returned, it means that the Buddha has also left. Zhou Bai's eyes swept over the Cuiyun Mountain looming in the clouds, his mind moved slightly, and a wisp of light gray sword qi slowly formed in front of him.

'Go!' With a flick of his finger, the sword qi roared towards Cuiyun Mountain, and Zhou Bai smiled at Hongyu, "Now, it's time for us to appear." ”

Qingyun appeared, and the two of them walked in the sky, but they turned to the direction of Chaobei and flew straight away.

While traveling, looking at the boundless Xiniu Hezhou under his feet, the demonic spirit raging in the mountains and wilderness, and the sound of Buddhism in the county and county, Zhou Bai couldn't help but sigh lightly, shook his head and said: "In the blink of an eye, three more Bodhisattvas died in my hands, and before I knew it, the cause and effect between me and Buddhism had become deeper and deeper." ”

The resentment in the world of Liaozhai has not diminished with the change of the world, but has been brewed and aged by time like the bitter wine that has been drunk.

Hongyu said softly: "Things in the world are like this, born in the world, and killing will not stop. If you don't do it, how will they let you go?"

Zhou Bai smiled bitterly: "I know. ”

Zhou Bai naturally knew that when he came to the desolate world with the Chaos Bead and became the 'escaped one' under the Great Dao, he was already destined to fall into the game.

Saints and saints are still 'people' after all, but all human beings will have their own thoughts, and selfishness is also selfish.

You must know that even the Heavenly Dao, which is known as the 'Supreme Justice', will also be disturbed by Hongjun's original heart, let alone these seemingly supreme saints?

The strength of the saints is also high, and the saints are also the most face-heavy, and the Chaos Spirit Treasure in Zhou Bai's hand is the key to changing this delicate balance.

Zhou Bai naturally understood the truth of his guilt, and tightened his palms with his fingers interlocked, and Zhou Bai's gaze moved from the mountains and wilderness under the clouds to the endless void in the distance.

In the distance, there is a black shadow that only covers the sky and the sun looms in the clouds, because it is far away, and there are clouds and mist covering the eyes, so it is not very clear, but the desolate atmosphere exuded from the black shadow makes Zhou Bai and Hongyu's eyes flash a cautious look at the same time.

The closer they got, the more they could feel the horror of each other's strength, and the dull roar rolled up layers of qi waves, as high as a hundred zhang, as thick as a mountain.

Even the speed of Yukong was affected by the qi wave, Zhou Bai and Hongyu glanced at each other, and a red sword shadow was divided in their hands, and the red light was intertwined like a net like a thread, penetrating into the qi wave that was pushing in.

In the void outside the clouds, when it came to Chaobei, Hongyu suddenly stopped, her brows furrowed slightly, and Hongyu said softly: "Someone is here." ”

Although Zhou Bai didn't notice the breath of others, he still stopped, for the innate premonition, there are really not many people in the world who are better than red jade.

The surrounding clouds and mist were filled, the mountains, rivers and jungles under his feet, Zhou Bai's spirit was divergent, and as soon as he spied out of the surroundings, he felt something strange. The environment, aura, and even the spatial barriers here are no different from the desolation, but they lack the power of the Heavenly Dao.

Maybe it's the congenital lack of the phantom array, and the Heavenly Spirit Treasure simulates the desolate world after it is strong, or it may be that the strength of the magic is not enough, and it hasn't glimpsed the realm of the Heavenly Dao.

As the two of them stopped, there was an indiscernible slight fluctuation in the void.

"Who is here?" Hongyu's eyes froze, his expression was cold, the sword in his hand was flat, a wisp of light red light on the blade flowed slowly, and the space was shattered and restored rapidly, different from the crispness of the broken glass on weekdays, the sound of the broken brocade cloth was like a brocade cloth breaking from the current space shattering.

The fluctuations in the void had long since subsided, and it was obvious that the other party was extremely confident in this illusion that was fake and real, and completely ignored the temptation of Hongyu's innate sword intent.

'Hmph. Hongyu snorted coldly, the long sword in her hand flipped over and stabbed flat, and the red light of the sword body flew out in all directions, turning into a sword rain and flying rays to wipe out all the surrounding clouds, and even the recovery ability of the space itself was not as fast as her sword intent.

A long emerald green feather failed to dodge in time, although it was not cut off by the sword qi, but it was also watched by the two of them before escaping.

Zhou Bai's expression moved slightly, and he said with a smile: "It turned out to be Qingluan under the seat of Emperor Wa Sage, so it seems that this world is the spiritual treasure 'Mountains and Rivers Society Map' in the hands of the sage, right?" It seemed that the other party had fled, but Zhou Bai understood that with the sword rain that was tempted just now, this Qingluan must have retained some attention to them.

"It is worthy of being an innate spirit treasure, such a space is enough to confuse the real with the false, but it is a pity that the person who casts the spell lacks mana and fails to simulate the power of the Heavenly Dao, so that the spirit treasure cannot exert all its power. ”

"You're just a mere golden immortal, what kind of heavenly dao can you talk about?!"

Zhou Bai's comments caused Qingluan to be furious, and a phantom appeared in front of the two of them, the size and aura alone were by no means below the Kunpeng that Shicai had seen from afar, and it was even more terrifying than it!

In the face of the endless coercion on his face, Zhou Bai couldn't help but smile, his figure stood in the wind without shaking, and even the hem of the clothes on his body was not affected by the air waves, and his clothes did not move, nor did his hair move.

"With the spirit treasure qi illusion of the body, it is just a bubble with a false surface, which bursts as soon as it is poked. Zhou Bai's words were like a sword, and in a trance, a touch of supreme coercion beyond the shackles of the spirit treasure surged out, and the wave of qi that was originally pushed back rolled back, and actually squeezed and crushed the Qingluan Law that covered the sky and the sun, and the power of destroying the withering and decaying made her think of Nuwa Niangniang when she was angry.

The figure trembled slightly, and he could no longer raise the idea of resisting.

The giant law phase shattered, and a loli who looked like twelve or thirteen fell from the Qingluan law phase, looked at Zhou Bai tremblingly, and hesitated: "I've seen a saint." ”

The power of the quasi-saint can be simulated, but the breath of the saint originating from the way of heaven and transcending heaven and earth is that there are only six realms in the world, and the aura exuded by Zhou Bai, she has felt it more than once from Nuwa, this is the power of the way of heaven and the power of the saint.

Bowing her head slightly, Qingluan relieved herself from the fright just now, there were only six saints under the Heavenly Dao, and she had been in contact with these six, and no one had ever been close to the breath in Zhou Bai's body, looking up at Zhou Bai who was smiling.

Qingluan's face was annoyed, and she stomped her feet and said, "You liar!" The palm brushed her waist, and a small hydrangea appeared in the palm of her hand, and before she could throw the hydrangea out, she saw that a long sword had already reached the center of her eyebrows.

The action froze, the innate sword intent at the tip of the sword was uncertain, Hongyu had no intention of collecting the sword, Qingluan raised the hand of the hydrangea and did not dare to retract it in vain, being pierced by the innate sword intent was not an ordinary fall, with her Da Luo Jinxian's divine soul it was impossible to escape from the sword intent, and at that time, the soul would be destroyed, even if Niangniang couldn't save her.

Hongyu said flatly: "Put away your disguise, as a Da Luo Jin Immortal, your breath and longevity are more than 100,000 years, and no matter how stupid your spirit is, your mind is mature, are you doing this expression to Zhou Bai?"

There was a strong murderous intent hidden in Hongyu's indifferent tone, especially when the last sentence was spoken, the murderous aura eroded Qingluan's soul like a substance, making her face stiffen, and she said hurriedly: "I am a saint's mount, and I am also Nuwa Niangniang's maidservant, you can't kill me." ”

Sweeping his gaze to Zhou Bai, Qingluan said anxiously: "Zhou Bai, you have already provoked Buddhism, if you have a grudge with Niangniang again, I am afraid that you will be the enemy of the world in the flood wilderness." Only now did she understand that the saint spirit treasure was not omnipotent, the saint's breath could also be simulated, and Zhou Bai in front of her was also a lawless fanatic.

Zhou Bai shook his head and said with a smile: "Are you threatening me?" Looking at Qingluan's complicated expression, he sighed: "You can't represent the Nuwa Sage, and I don't care about being an enemy of the world." ”

"However, in order to avoid complications, let's spare your life. As soon as Zhou Bai's voice fell, Hongyu stabbed out with a sword.

The touch of the tip of the sword piercing into her skin made Qingluan exclaim with a pale face, and when she came to her senses, she realized that she was already on top of a sword mound.

Speaking of Sword Hill, it is because the low hill is full of crimson long swords, each of which is an innate spirit treasure, and it is exactly the same as the one in Hongyu's hand.

Looking around, Qingluan calmed down, a look of horror flashed in her eyes, and it was only when she was pranayama that she realized that both the 'Red Hydrangea' and the 'Mountains and Rivers Shejitu' had lost contact with her.

"This is Xiaoqian World?" Qingluan just wanted to walk around, only to see the surrounding sword qi suddenly fly by, weaving into a sword net, and the sword qi traveled back and forth, endlessly.

Beyond the Sword Domain.

The sound of a cloth tearing came from in front of Zhou Bai and Hongyu, and they saw figures flying out of the torn space, fleeing without looking back.

All kinds of Xuanguang demonic aura spread out in all directions, like bright fireworks, Zhou Bai stretched out his hand to take the falling mountains and rivers and red hydrangeas, and said with a smile: "Since the saints have already made a move, I am afraid that these scattered cultivators will not dare to participate in this matter again." There was an inky dragon shadow in the figure that escaped that he was familiar with, obviously the same ink dragon that eavesdropped on them in the West Sea at that time.

Ruby sighed, "It's a good thing for them, this battle is not something they can participate in. Tilting her head slightly, Hongyu looked at Zhou Bai, "You banned Qingluan, isn't it really because she looks cute and has a very good appetite for you?" The fluorescent flickering in her blinking eyes was as sparkling as a clear stream in the mountains, transparent and clear.

A few black lines appeared above Zhou Bai's head, and he was silent.

Seeing Zhou Bai's helpless expression, Hongyu covered her mouth and chuckled, and the two soft warms sandwiched Zhou Bai's arm between them, held Zhou Bai's hand, and said softly: "Okay, I'm just joking." ”

While enjoying the warmth of imminent separation, Zhou Bai shook his head helplessly and said, "Let's go, vinegar altar." ”

Due to Qingluan's obstruction, after Zhou Bai collected the map of the Mountains and Rivers Society, he found that the previous Kunpeng body had already disappeared, and even the Buddha statue in front of him had shrunk back into the mountains in the distance.

Zhou Bai was puzzled: "It seems that the Buddha Gate and Kunpeng have fallen into a bitter battle, but for some reason they don't see the figure of the Buddha. ”

Looking down, Kong Xuanzheng and Maitreya teamed up to force Kunpeng into the arranged formation, and the two enemies were evenly balanced, allowing their moves to be inexplicable, but they could not resist Kunpeng's uncertain claw barb.

Due to Kong Xuan's initial recovery from his serious injuries, the source of the divine power consumed had not yet recovered, so it became the biggest flaw between the two in the siege.

And Kunpeng has so much combat experience, he naturally understands that it is better to cut off one of his fingers than to hurt his ten fingers, and the killing machine forced Kong Xuan to dodge sideways.

Seeing that the situation was deadlocked, the black nest on the valley still had no intention of making a move.

When Kong Xuan exhausted his essence again and retreated, Jia Ye, who was ready to attack, made a brazen move and filled Kong Xuan's vacancy.

Sitting in the mountains, Kong Xuan's contemptuous gaze swept the silent black nest, facing the afterglow of the sunset, and meditated to recuperate.

Because Jiaye has been gathering momentum for a long time, although it is less than Kong Xuan when he was unharmed, he can also temporarily drag on the situation.

Looking at the endless wheel battle under the mountain, Hongyu shook her head, although her realm did not enter Daluo, the power of perception is rare in the world, in her opinion, Kunpeng is especially reserved, and Maitreya and Ka Ye have exhausted their means.

If Wuchao makes a move, the three of them will have the strength to fight, if Kunpeng drags it to the time when Maitreya is exhausted, how can the three Da Luo alone stop his slaughter?

The moonlight is like water, but it is cold as ice when it falls on the mountains.

Zhou Bai swept over the black nest that was still watching the battle, and said to Hongyu through the lingering moonlight around him: "Things are not as simple as you think, Lu Jian is afraid that he has already made a move, and the current stalemate is also the situation he expected." ”