In the endless chaos, in front of the Wa Palace, a monk with a clear face and a thin body came to the demon banner leisurely, and after a faint glance at the innate treasure of the past year, he sat cross-legged, the monk's breath was completely empty, and he couldn't see any bit of cultivation, he just sat there simply, but the whole chaos trembled suddenly, as if it was still. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Nuwa stood in front of the palace gate, stepping out of the threshold with one foot, but the other foot was in the palace, her delicate eyes were full of haze, looking coldly at the monk, who was dying with his eyes closed, and his expression was serene.

After a long silence, Nuwa spoke: "Lead, what good will it do you if the demon clan collapses?"

The corner of the monk's eyes moved slightly, and he said lightly: "Thirty thousand years ago, the poor monk said that as long as the demon clan withdraws from Xiniu Hezhou and avoids to Beiju Luzhou, my Buddhism will not conflict with the demon clan. ”

Nuwa sneered and said, "Your Buddhism is a sect, you can spread the teachings, what do you want to do? Xiniu Hezhou has been defeated, and it has not been returned to the Six Imperial Governance of the Daomen?"

After Nuwa finished speaking, she suddenly woke up: "I understand, you must have made some agreement with the Daomen in private, after the fall of the Demon Court, Xiniu Hezhou will be yours?"

"Aren't you afraid of the wrath of heaven and the punishment of heaven?"

Nuwa's interrogation was like a thunderbolt in the chaos, exploding in the heart of the receiver, and the latter sighed secretly in his heart, his expression becoming more and more sad: "What's the way, what's the way." ”

Seeing this, Nuwa sneered again and again: "Don't look like you've been wronged, it's my demon clan that is facing the difficulty of overturning now!"

The guide slowly shook his head and said, "Niangniang, why do you have to do useless work, and go back." ”

Nuwa's eyebrows rose when she heard this: "With you, you can stop me?"

"Can't be guided, how about me?" An old bull rider with white hair and a quiet and inactive aura slowly stepped out of the void and came to the front of the Wa Palace, his cloudy and ruthless eyes glanced at Nuwa lightly, making the latter's heart tremble slightly, and then his face turned pale.

"Taishang!" Nuwa pinched the tooth flower and said the name of the person who came, this person turned out to be a Taiqing saint, Taishang Laojun!

Lao Jun fell off the back of the green bull, walked slowly to the side of the guide, swept the dust, a gust of wind rose, and the latter's body floated away a hundred zhang: "The guy who has no eyesight, don't you know how to respect the old and love the young?" After that, Shi Shiran sat under the demon flag, closed his eyes, raised his mind, and didn't look at Nuwa much.

The guide in the distance walked over with a smile, sitting ten feet behind the Taiqing sage, without the slightest dissatisfaction and anger because of the Taiqing sage's actions just now, Nuwa silently watched the two sages blocking the door of her house, her eyes showed a trace of unwillingness, and then turned into a deep sigh, and turned around and stepped into the palace gate without hesitation.

"When!" The door of the deep palace closed quickly, and he let out an angry roar, and a glimmer of light flowed from the eyes of the Taiqing sage, and he muttered: "Let the old Tao eat the closed door again, and now the young people are more and more unaware of what it means to respect the old and love the young." ”

The corner of Wen Yan's mouth twitched, and he closed his eyes and was speechless.

Starry battlefield, above the altar.

Emperor Gou Chen suddenly felt something, his eyes containing divine light looked at the infinite height, and he was silent for a long time, Daji stood behind him, his eyes were as gentle as water, and there was a hint of sadness and despair.

Gou Chen turned his head and looked at Daji with a warm smile: "You're right, I am the Demon Emperor, and no one in the desolation can shake my mind!"

After finishing speaking, Gou Chen's eyes turned to the battlefield, at this time, the situation of the demon clan became more and more dangerous, without the faint suppression of the Zhou Tian Star Dou Great Array, the combat power of the coalition army was finally completely released, especially the many Buddhas and Bodhisattvas of the Buddhist sect headed by Amitabha Buddha were liberated, and after this force joined the battlefield, it almost instantly affected the situation of the battle!

The demon army was defeated again and again under the attack of the superior coalition forces, and almost every heavenly demon god had to face at least two hostile attacks from the heavenly position.

The situation of the nine demon clan powerhouses who fought against the five demon ancestors was even more critical, these nine old and unbearable powerhouses were nine of the ten demon marshals in the West Pole Demon Court, and the other demon marshal, that is, the Nine Spirit Yuan Sage, was surrendered by Taiyi Zhenren as early as the beginning of the war, and was locked in the deep prison of the East Pole Heavenly Palace, these nine demon marshals are also the last remaining demon saints of the demon clan, but for the five demon ancestors of the upper realm, except for Ji Meng, the other demon saints are at a disadvantage even if they join forces in pairs.

And Ji Meng, the head of the top ten demon marshals, is also the only demon saint who cultivates on par with the five demon ancestors, but he is facing the candle dragon with the deepest mana among the five demon ancestors, tens of thousands of years ago, Ji Meng once competed with the candle dragon for the position of the demon ancestor, but failed, tens of thousands of years have passed, and the outcome of the battle between the two is no different from tens of thousands of years ago.

On three fronts, the demon clan is completely at a disadvantage!

Gou Chen quietly looked at his subordinates who were fighting bravely on the battlefield everywhere, and then looked up at Yu Ruyi, who was trying to seize the Eastern Emperor Bell again, the corners of his mouth showed a hint of mockery, and the Nine Dragons robe on his body danced without wind, and an inexplicable, palpitating strange fluctuation fainted out of Gou Chen's body, turned into imperceptible ripples, and swept across the nine heavens and ten lands in an instant! All the creatures of the desolation, whether in this war or unrelated to this war, were deeply aroused with a trace of the deepest awe and the most pious fanaticism!

This is the power of a saint!

"How is it possible?" The candle dragon's time power towards Ji Meng was condensed in the palm of his hand, and it was not sent out for a long time, his eyes were full of fear, his expression was stiff, and he looked in the direction of the altar, his expression was extremely shocked.

Not only him, but Tianwu, Bi Fang, Zhibi, Zhuhai, Amitabha Buddha, and even Taiyi Zhenren, whose expression has remained unchanged for eternity, all looked at the altar with incredible eyes.

Gou Chen, have you become holy? Every strong man has this question flowing in his heart, followed by an unstoppable panic, are we fighting in the same saint?

"He's not a saint. The Taiqing sage in front of the Wa Palace raised his eyelids slightly, swept his gaze to the west, and said lightly: "Under the current pattern, without the recognition of the Heavenly Dao, no one can be sanctified, Gou Chen, it's a pity." ”

Nuwa didn't know when she appeared in front of the palace gate again, she looked at the Taiqing sage, two lines of tears fell from the corners of her eyes, and said leisurely: "30,000 years ago, he once said that the path he created can go on, and you don't believe it, so he walks alone, but now, you pay attention to whether he is a saint?

The Taiqing sage said indifferently: "If you don't become holy, you will end up as an ant." ”

"What about after sanctification?" Nuwa said sarcastically, "grasshoppers?"

The Taiqing sage was silent.

In the west of the sky, the Great Thunder Yin Temple, after the strange ripples swept away, the head of the grand and majestic Buddha sound fell silent, a beautiful and dignified Bodhisattva stood in front of him, behind him stood a group of strong people with different appearances and deep breath like the sea, the head of the person was wearing a silver cannon, his eyes were dark gold, staring at the Buddha, with a look of ill intentions.

The Buddha sighed lightly and asked, "Peacock King Bodhisattva, what do you want?"

The corners of the Peacock Daming King's mouth twitched, and he said expressionlessly: "My clan is in trouble, and the children want to go back to the clan together.

Rulai shook his head and said, "No." ”

"I am the Mother of the Buddha, do you dare to listen to my words?" said the Peacock King coldly.

Rulai chuckled when she heard this, everyone knows how she came to Lingshan, the mother of the Buddha, and how can it be used to suppress the Buddha?

Seeing that the Buddha did not pay attention to it, the Peacock King Bodhisattva was angry, and said in a tough tone: "Your uncle is coming back!"

"Hiss~~~" Countless Buddhas, Bodhisattvas, and Arhats under the Buddha's seat all gasped, their expressions were extremely frightened, and the Peacock King was very satisfied with this, she stared at Rulai and said coldly: "Do you let it go or not?"

If you come silently, you look up at the group of demon clans behind the Peacock Daming King, there is no existence below the heavenly level, if you let it out rashly, how can you get it?

But that man, the so-called "big uncle", is he really going to return?

The Buddha sighed, recited the Buddhist scriptures in a low voice, the cold face of the Peacock Daming King showed a contemptuous smile, turned his head and signaled slightly, the golden-winged Daming King sneered, and led the demon clan behind him to roar and escape from the Da Lei Yin Temple.