Outside Mount Meru, the large military barracks are connected to the heavens and the earth, stretching for thousands of miles, the huge military barracks are divided into three distinct parts, the army in the center is silver helmets and silver armor, the soldiers are heavily guarded, the law is clear, the faces of the soldiers are hidden under the thick armor, only two eyes are left to transmit a trace of ghostly light, and the killing air above the entire military camp is condensed, heavy and solemn. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info in the left of the camp in the military discipline is much more relaxed, the sergeant appearance is strange, at a glance you know that it is the demon clan, they are loose by nature, when they do not go to war, they wander around in the barracks, or fight, or gather people to gamble, only the core part of the camp gathers a well-dressed army, the order is forbidden, and the camp on the right is even more strange, the number of this part of the army is the least of the three armies, but all of them are bald monks, look at them when they have nothing to do when they gather together to chant Buddhist mantras when the compassion of the heavens and people, who knows that in the hundreds of years of war, this monk soldier has made the most killings？

A golden armor god with a tall figure and majestic facial features will stand on the top of the mountain at the highest point of the barracks, indifferently looking at the army at his feet, his expression is neither happy nor sad, at this time, there is a heavy footstep behind him, the thatch is crushed, and he falls heavily to the ground, making a loud noise, indicating that there is an unquiet heart.

The golden armor god turned the corners of his mouth up, revealing a sneering smile, he turned his head and looked at the person who came lightly, the person who came was a demon clan, white armor, his complexion was also pure white, and his face was still delicate, but a single horn stretched out from his forehead, bent to the sky, and the tip of the horn flashed a little bright starlight, at this moment his face was cloudy, and his breath was violent and uneasy.

"Arctic God of War, your heart is not at peace!" said the Golden Armor God with a smile.

"Don't call me the Arctic God of War," the visitor said coldly, "Call me Bai Ze!"

The Golden Armor God General's face was cold, he snorted coldly, turned his head, his eyes fell on the place where the Buddha's light shone on the right, and said leisurely: "The people of the Buddha Gate, in order to promote the so-called Buddhism, they do not hesitate to risk their lives, it is really difficult for them." ”

A trace of displeasure flashed on Bai Ze's face, and he frowned: "Dongyang Divine Monarch, take care of your poisonous tongue, be careful of being cut off by others! I have been waiting for the armies of all parties to gather here for three years, when will I attack Mount Meru?"

Dongyang Divine Monarch glanced at Bai Ze and said lightly: "According to the expectations of all parties in advance, we need three Heavenly Rank masters to break the defense of the Bull Demon King, so we must wait until the arrival of the Great Trend Bodhisattva before launching an attack." ”

Bai Ze snorted coldly: "Then don't think about it, according to the news I got it, the general trend has been hit hard, and I have long been hiding in the Buddha country to cultivate." ”

"Heavy damage?" Dongyang Shenjun was a little surprised, lowered his head and groaned, then raised his head and asked with a solemn face: "Could it be that Yang Jian did it?" Decades ago, these two people fought from Nanganbu Continent to Xiniuhe Continent, shaking half of the desolation, if it weren't for Amitabha Buddha's action, I am afraid that the general trend will be over at that time." Could it be that Yang Jian refused to take a break and waited for an opportunity to make a move?"

Bai Ze was expressionless, shook his head and said: "I don't know, now the heavenly machine is chaotic, no one can calculate it, and the great trend is even covered up by some powers, even if the Candle Dragon Demon Ancestor makes a move, he can't calculate it." ”

"What do you say about Buddhism?"

Bai Ze glanced at Dongyang Shenjun lightly, and said coldly: "Silent!"

Dongyang Shenjun laughed when he heard this, and said with his forehead: "Interesting, interesting, according to the previous actions of Buddhism, most of them suffered a loss, and they didn't dare to pursue this matter." The general trend is so great that it is impossible to plant it in the hands of Yang Jian, but I don't know that I have offended that great supernatural power, it is really happy! But in this way, you and I have to face this Mount Meru alone, according to the plan of your Venerables, we must capture Mount Meru within the specified time, and it seems that the Buddha Gate will not send another heavenly position out, so the attack must be advanced!"

Bai Ze glanced at him and said expressionlessly, "Then let's start." ”

Dongyang Shenjun nodded and said, "Then let's start, without the help of the general trend, Bai Ze, the burden on your shoulders will be much heavier." ”

Bai Ze said coldly: "My mission doesn't need to be in the first place, if you can't trust me, why bother doing it!"

Dongyang Shenjun smiled indifferently, raised his left arm, and burst out with immeasurable divine light, rendering the sky, shaking and roaring, the boundless camp under his feet really wanted to get the information, and countless armies roared out of the camp, gathered into three rolling torrents, and rushed to Mount Meru.

The flags were unfurled, the war drums were bursting, and the chilling murderous aura instantly enveloped Mount Meru.

Falling Cloud Peak, Falling Cloud Palace.

The Bull Demon King and Su Lu also have a group of demon generals around in front of a three-dimensional sand table, this sand table is huge, almost occupying half of the entire hall, the mountains overlap above, the river is huge and vivid, and the dangerous places are covered with flags representing the number of the army, this is actually the entire Sumeru Mountain miniature plate! This sand table was specially made by Su Lu, he couldn't imagine that the guiding ideology of this group of immortal-level existences to command operations was so backward, maps, sand tables, There is no plan for the allocation of troops, where is this a big battle, it is obviously a street fight, but the scale is too large.

So Su Lu deliberately spent a few days inspecting the geographical map of the mountains and rivers of Mount Meru, and deliberately made such a huge sand table, which won the applause of the whole house, and some demon generals patted Su Lu's shoulder and praised loudly, bluntly saying that after looking at this sand table, he knew how many soldiers he had under his command and how much he had to defend.

The generals of the demon clan quarreled in front of the sand table, they had no concept of the scale of this war before, anyway, the enemy came and shouted and rushed up to do it, but now with the sand table, it is different, what is it called in what Su Lu told them? Yes, the overall situation, for the generals to have a view of the overall situation, both strategy and tactics, both hands to grasp, both hands to be hard, so one by one the commanders of the army who thought they could be vertical and horizontal are freshly baked, pointing to a certain corner of the sand table and talking about how to strategically counterattack, how to implement the strategy of large-depth assault, in fact, the discerning people know at a glance that the direction of breakthrough chosen by these guys is either far away from their own defense area, or the assembly place of the army of their sworn enemy.

The intention of this dead friend immortal poor Dao is too obvious, and it naturally caused a huge quarrel.

Su Lu looked at the demon clan generals who were in a mess worriedly, and felt remorseful in his heart, showing off, wanting to show off too much, he originally wanted to despise these big bosses with the superior intelligence of modern people, who knew that it was self-defeating, but it detonated many contradictions within the demon clan's army! What is this? Is this a hostile spy who has infiltrated our side? Or the most hidden kind!

The Bull Demon King looked like an old god, carrying a wine jug in one hand and a pig's leg in the other, feasting on the main seat, smiling and watching his subordinates noisy, a cold light occasionally flashed in the eyes of a single pair of bulls, which made Su Lu shudder.

The Bull Demon King lowered his head and smiled at Su Lu and said, "Brother, you don't have to be disappointed, this thing you made up is honest, but it has helped my brother a lot." Don't look at these guys who are stumbling and playing with the sleeve now, they are really on the battlefield, they are more than anyone else, and the matter of handing the knife behind their backs will not happen to them, otherwise, why do you think that in the past few hundred years, why have we relied on inferior forces to defend until now? Although you are a demon clan, my brother always thinks that you are not like a demon clan in terms of thinking and consciousness, how can those pickled things of the human race happen to our demon clan?"

Su Lu sighed silently, Lao Tzu was not a demon clan, he looked at the Bull Demon King faintly, and asked, "What do you say about Bai Ze?"

The Bull Demon King was speechless for a while, and when he didn't know how to answer, suddenly the bull's ears trembled slightly, and he listened for a while, and then his expression changed greatly, and he smashed the wine jug suddenly, and his burly body left his seat suddenly, and yelled: "quiet down Lao Tzu!"

As soon as the words came out, the room was silent, and the Bull Demon King coldly glanced at the entire hall, strode to the sand table, leaned on the edge of the table and said calmly: "The coalition forces outside have launched an attack, what are you still shouting about? Hurry back, whoever lost the pass, come and see you!"

"Hula!" Hula's group of demon clan generals led the order to leave the hall, and the Bull Demon King turned around and said to Su Lu with a solemn face: "Brother, brother, I am also going to the front to suppress the formation, according to what we said before, you will guard Jianmu, although your magic power is not weak, but the other party will inevitably send a heavenly master to attack Jianmu, my brother is honestly unsure, can you give my brother some confidence? Give my brother a quasi-word, can you survive ten breaths under the attack of the heavens? As long as you can survive ten breaths, my brother can slow down and help you!"

Su Lu said with a smile: "Brother Niu only needs to command the front in the war, and Jianmu can be guarded by the younger brother alone, and there is no need for the elder brother to defend himself." ”

The Bull Demon King was surprised when he heard this, so he asked, "Listening to my brother's meaning, you can actually resist the heavenly position alone? Impossible, right? A hundred years ago, you were swept away by the general trend and reincarnated!"

"The general trend?" Su Lu sneered, stood with his hands in his hands, and said lightly: "The general trend has been killed by me!"

"What?" the Bull Demon King glared at the boss with a pair of bullish eyes, almost jumping out of his sockets.