The gods and Buddhas in the sky are fluttering in the sky, the sound of the Buddha is floating in it, it seems to have become a pure land of Buddha, ten thousand Buddhas gather, the achievement of the "Ten Thousand Buddhas Heavenly Trapped Great Array", all tangible and intangible things are trapped, even the "Golden Fire Buddha Fu" can not break through.

The faces of the three of them were ugly, but soon their hearts shook again, and in the midst of the golden Buddha in the sky, a huge black bell appeared, the bell was extremely simple, but it exuded an indescribable momentum, which seemed to be able to subdue the entire sky and make the sky surrender to the bell.

Strange runes were drawn on the clock face, and when these runes flickered, the void was distorted, as if it could not withstand the chill represented by the runes, and it was about to collapse at any time.

"Come out!" Yin Ming shouted, the void shook, and the complete "Nine Nether Thunder Bells" came, and suddenly, a black cloud covered everything, even the gods and Buddhas in the sky could not block this piece of light.

Darkness has become everything, obscuring the light of the Buddha, and some are just endless darkness, like a hell reappearing in the world, achieving a real demonic land.

"You two will fight with me!" Yin Ming laughed loudly, and the "Nine Nether Thunder Bells" seemed to have broken through the limitations of time and space, scattering a dark light, and quickly covered Hong Deng and Hong Ming.

A huge shadow descended, Hong Deng and Hong Ming's faces appeared in shock, and then they saw the rolling Nine Shadows aura rushing into the two of them, countless demons were roaring, hideous, and terrifying sounds, so that everyone who heard this sound would feel the demons dancing wildly, unable to extricate themselves.

"Boom!" A roar that shook the sky sounded, this was the first time that the "Nine Nether Thunder Bells" rang the bell, the bell was faint, rippling in the sky with boundless black ripples, the entire void trembled, cracks appeared, and the black space storm swept out, sweeping everything it passed.

The old land of the Red Lotus Temple, 100,000 ancient temples, all trembled under this bell, destroyed and decayed, and thousands of ancient temples turned into ashes.

"The first sound, destroy all things!" There was a hint of self-satisfaction in the eyes of the Yin Underworld, the power of the "Nine Nether Thunder Bells" was undoubted, just a bell rang, and all living beings were silenced, making everything a ruin.

Under this bell, the bodies of Hong Deng and Hong Ming couldn't help but stagnate a little. Although this stagnation is only a short period of time, as a powerhouse in the Immortal Thunder Stage, this stagnation is likely to bring death.

The bell was faint and had just dissipated, but a moment later another bell rang. This time, the sound was not very loud, but there was a palpitating feeling that came out, as if it was a funeral song, a funeral song composed for the sound of bells.

The funeral song resounded in the void, the faint sound spread in all directions, and pieces of ghosts and ghosts began to gather, becoming pieces of black clouds, all kinds of roars resounded through the void, ghosts cried wolves, and the sound shook the nine ghosts.

Suddenly, there was a sad aura between heaven and earth, and it seemed that the whole sky was mourning. The ghosts and ghosts began to quiet down, a trace of dazedness appeared in their eyes, the entire void fell silent, and slowly a trace of sadness appeared in their eyes, not only for themselves, but also for the sake of all things.

And such a change naturally also affected Hong Deng and Hong Ming, and there seemed to be an epiphany on the faces of the two of them, as if at this moment, the confusion in their hearts was completely dispelled, and they became a generation of monks.

"The people of the Great Zen Temple are nothing more than that!" A sneer appeared at the corner of Yin Ming's mouth, looking at Hong Ming and Hong Deng who fell into silence, and with a roll of his right hand, the "Nine Nether Thunder Bells" suddenly covered Hong Deng and Hong Ming, turning into a phantom and flying towards the void.

With a loud bang, the void shattered, and the huge bell body of the "Nine Nether Thunder Bells" disappeared into the void, and Yin Ming did not hesitate at all, his right hand pointed forward, and a finger shot out of his hand, and a crack appeared in the void, and he then entered that crack.

"Hongguang, the rest will be handed over to you!" The gloomy voice resounded throughout the void, and Hongguang naturally heard it, his face changed, and a pair of eyes revealed a trace of hatred to look at the remaining Hongliang.

Among the three, Hong Deng's cultivation was the highest, followed by Hong Ming, and Hong Liang was the weakest, only the cultivation at the beginning of the Immortal Thunder Period. Yin Ming understood that it was a little difficult to deal with either Hong Deng or Hong Ming with Hongguang's cultivation, so he directly left Hong Liang to Hongguang to ensure that Hongguang could kill Hong Liang.

"Fang Xin is dead, the poor monk has no concern in the Great Zen Temple, and today the poor monk will wash away the hundreds of thousands of years of shame on behalf of the Red Lotus Temple!" Hongguang said, the breath on his body surged out like a sea tide, and the entire void shook, as if there were tens of thousands of Dayue pressing down, almost making people breathless.

With Hongguang as the center, bursts of crimson light emerge, like a sea of red. In this ocean, crimson red lotuses float on it, blooming crimson flowers, like flames in the sky, burning everything.

"My Red Lotus Temple has always belonged to the same Buddhist sect as the Great Zen Temple, and there is no injustice or hatred, but the Great Zen Temple killed my Red Lotus Temple with its own selfishness, causing millions of people in my sect to die tragically. Today, Hongguang, the surviving disciple of the Red Lotus Temple, is fortunate to see the light of day, and if you want to magnify the glory of the Red Lotus Temple, today is the day when the glory will reappear, and you are the first sacrifice under this glory. ”

Hongguang's face was hideous, and there was no longer the compassion of Buddhism in his body, only incomparable hatred and anger. The aura on his body became more and more powerful, and the rolling killing machine hit like a storm, making Hong Liang's face change again and again.

Hong Liang's cultivation was only at the beginning of the Immortal Thunder Period, and he had been seriously injured in the hands of Yin Yin before, and his combat power was even more seriously damaged. Now, Hongguang faces Hong Liang with a complete posture, although this battle has not begun, but the outcome has already been doomed.

"Amitabha!" Hong Liang recited a Buddha name, a trace of determination appeared in his eyes, as a person from the Great Zen Temple, he naturally knew where Hongguang's hatred came from, this is a knot, can not be untied, there must be a person between the two sides to die, and he is the person who died, however, even in the face of death, Hong Liang's face did not have the slightest fear, but faced Hongguang, without fear at all. From his body, an aura belonging to the early stage of the Immortal Thunder Period emanated, although it was far from the aura emanating from Hongguang's body, but this was his attitude on the surface.

"It's so powerful, I can't even breathe!" Lei Yu's eyes widened thousands of miles away from the two of them, and there was a hint of incredulity in his eyes. His chest rose and fell rapidly, and it was clear that his heart was not at peace.

Whether it is Yin Yin, Hongguang, or Hong Deng, Hong Ming, and Hong Liang, each of them is a cultivation of the Immortal Thunder Stage, and the five Immortal Thunder Stage powerhouses gather together, and under the impact of that boundless aura, the void will burst open, and it is even more fatal for a small cultivator like him in the Thunder Infant Stage.

If it was an ordinary Thunder Infant Stage cultivator, he would definitely not be able to sustain a stick of incense for a long time under this breath, because this breath contained an invincible force, as if there was an oppressive force surging over, no matter how hard you struggled, you would not be able to get rid of this fate.

This is the power of the Immortal Thunder Stage, controlling the laws of space, changing the operation of space, and in a word, it can determine the life and death of a cultivator in the Thunder Infant Stage. If the Thunder Infant Stage cultivator in the Thunder Continent is a strong person, then the Immortal Thunder Stage cultivator is an absolute powerhouse, above the Thunder Infant Stage, and the Immortal Thunder Stage cultivator can crush the dead Thunder Infant Stage cultivator with one finger.

The gap is immeasurable, with Lei Yu's current realm, he may be fearless in the face of a cultivator in the late stage of the Thunder Infant Stage, but in the face of a strong person in the Immortal Thunder Period, there is only a dead end, and there is nothing else.

Lei Yu's heart was full of blood, Yin Ming, Hong Deng, and Hong Ming didn't know what space Lu Dao had gone, and disappeared without a trace, he naturally couldn't know how the battle was, but the battle between Hongguang and Hong Liang appeared firmly in front of Lei Yu's eyes, this was a battle between immortal thunder stage cultivators, it was rare to see, and it had a great effect on his future cultivation.

Lei Yu's eyes widened, and his divine thoughts spread out, even if there was a tingling pain in his divine thoughts, he did not show the slightest sign of giving up, but kept urging his divine thoughts to watch the battle between the two, because this was too rare, and it was impossible for him to give up watching this time.

"Boom!" In the void, Hongguang and Hongliang were already fighting together, and a roar resounded through the void, as if a thunderbolt had descended, filled with a shocking force, it seemed that under this force, the void was not worth mentioning, and it was as fragile as a finger that could be pierced.

Around Hongguang, a red ocean emerged, and his face was very excited, like a lion who had seen his prey, excited that he was about to catch his prey. On the other hand, the situation is not very good.

I saw a trace of bright red blood flowing from the corner of his mouth, and the whole person was extremely pale, as if he had a serious illness. His body is extremely weak, and in the face of Hongguang's strong crushing, he only has the part of defense, and he is at an absolute disadvantage.

Hongguang was full of momentum, and all the compassion of the monks was left behind by him, and there was only one left, that is, to kill Hongliang in front of him and avenge the Red Lotus Temple.

Patches of crimson flames erupted from Hongguang's body, and he was like a flame lord, manipulating thousands of crimson flames to rush towards Hongliang. In the midst of this flame, patches of crimson lotus leaves emerged, and immediately after, these crimson lotus leaves disappeared, replaced by crazy, angry, terrified faces.

"Red Lotus Karmic Fire!" Hongguang waved his right hand sleeve robe, and a large area of flames surged out, this is the "Red Lotus Karmic Fire", which represents the punishment of the heavens, and all those who commit sins will be punished, and they will be scorched by the endless "Red Lotus Karmic Fire".

The crimson fire filled the void, and the red lotus bloomed strangely, which was extraordinarily bright, but such a brilliance was extremely dangerous in Hong Liang's eyes, and he could vaguely see that this was his future path.