The expression of the ancient immortal Yunyang suddenly became depressed.

He looked at the young leader coldly.

"Sure enough, Mount Sumeru is really not in your hands."

Hearing this, the young leader smiled.

"I want to come, shouldn't a dead thing besides a dead thing?"

The ancient immortal Yunyang actually laughed too.

Since his eyes fell on the young leader, he never moved away again.

"Good girl! What a pity, I am presided over the disaster of killing demons..."

"Oh? Why did the old donor say this?"

"Otherwise, even if I give up everything and ignore the consequences, I will kill you, and both body and spirit will be destroyed! You are an ambitious person and want to be the second Pure Land Buddha!"

When the old immortal finished speaking, the world was quiet!

Only the young leader stood in the gilded Buddha's clouds, his expression still calm, as if the old immortal was not him.

"Amitabha, my sect is prosperous because of the Buddha Lord and decline because of the Buddha Lord. I think that although the world is big, it cannot tolerate the second Buddha Lord. How dare I die because of this?"

Hearing this, the old fairy just sneered.

"It's just nice! If a good girl takes action today, no matter whether you want to be the Buddha master or not, it's just a word of death!"

The old fairy's voice is loud and loud!

As the words fell, a majestic aura soared from his body!

The power of Sumeru in all directions was twisted around the old immortal.

This is the true aura of an ancient immortal! He is truly transcending the power of the world!

The moment the energy suddenly appeared, four Buddhas walked out of the gilded Buddha's clouds, but were stopped by the young leader.

"I came for my spiritual Buddha, not for taking action. If I don't take action today, everything will be caused by cause and effect."

When he said this, the ancient immortal Yunyang had already moved away from his body. After the young leader said this, he turned his head and looked at the battlefield above the sea of ​​clouds.

The two of them spoke in a brilliant voice, and they had already fallen into the ears of the cultivators here.

Looking at the sea of ​​clouds, the old dragon horse demon was just a messy support.

If Buddhism really doesn’t take action today, this old monster will have no way to survive!

When the Dragon Horse Old Demon died, the only one of the Tianma Old Demon left in the Horse clan was left. Should he turn the tide with his strength? Or was the Buddhist sect coming to this person?

The thoughts in the minds of all cultivators flew.

Above the sea of ​​clouds, the old demon Tianma seemed to be trying to escape, but the true man Xinhe followed him like a shadow and did not teach him to escape from the battlefield.

Just as Zhu Xiu's eyes were staring at the old demon Tianma, the old demon dragon horse pulled the old demon Panlong beside him, then suddenly threw it at the ancient immortal Chenyang, and then his body suddenly rose up!

The blood lingered around his body, and the old demon of Longma no longer had the slightest aura of the world.

The sadness in his heart passed away. At the critical moment of life and death, the old demon calmed down instead.

"It's me who sinned my clan! It's my sinful ancestor god!"

A dumb voice echoed in the sky.

At this moment, with the old demon Panlong stopped him, Chenyang Ancient Immortal was unable to take action in time.

The demon flame that combines the virtual and the real ones rise up on the old demon of the dragon horse!

The old demon's aura did not decline but rose.

But anyone can see that such a way to struggle with a tree without roots is just a rebirth when the lamp is gone!

The old demon of the dragon horse carried a bitter aura and suddenly jumped up, landed in front of Xinhe Zhenren, and raised his hand and palmed!

The clouds were misty, and the old real man had to withdraw and face them.

With such an opportunity, not far away, the old demon of horse suddenly turned into a rainbow light, and with a wave of wings, it fell down a layer of clouds. It did not go to save the old demon of dragon horse, but went straight to the main peak of Benma Mountain.

In the spot, after the old dragon horse demon made such a palm, his body had already become a little blurred in the burning demon flame.

After the old real man turned around and printed it with his palm, the old demon did not dodge or avoid it, and directly met with his chest.

In the midst of lightning, it was too late for the old real man to stop.

boom--!

The violent vibration sound swept through the sky!

A generation of old demons who have been through the years, a king of Benma Qunshan, has fallen!

The originally clear sky fell with blood rain.

The bright red blood condensed in the clouds, and Taiban fell to the direction of Tocang Mountain under the pull of the power of Xuanmen Divine Dao.

But there was still a small half, falling towards the main peak of Benma Qunshan.

In the little half of the blood light, there seemed to be the residual soul of the old dragon horse demon, which was suspended in the air and condensed into a phantom.

"My brother, use my blood and bones to burn the sacrifice fire again! If you become a demon god, our clan will not lose! If you..."

The wind is howling.

There is no longer the voice of the dragon and horse demon in the world.

His afterimage dissipated in the bloody light in the sky.

The old demon of dragon horse took the initiative to die!

If not, as the power of the Xuanmen Divine Dao became more powerful, his entire body of qi and blood would be pulled into the iron-blooded banner!

Now, a small amount of qi and blood can still remain, and have not been eroded by the power of the Xuanmen Divine Way. If it falls into the main peak, it can replenish the loss of the power of the blood sacrifice!

He is atonement for his sins with death!

Hit the top of Cangshan Mountain.

The old demon's blood is spilled.

In the air, the blood-colored flag burst out with bright light, and then, wrapped in the vast qi and blood, disappeared into the eyes of everyone.

However, the expressions of all the cultivators did not change at all.

They knew that this was not a change, but rather a manifestation of the successful condensation of the body and appearance of the guardian spirit god.

The guardian spirit god's feet were now condensed successfully on this iron-blooded banner. How could the blood flag stay in the world? It had already flew into the Jade Capital Divine Court, and the guardian spirit god also merged into the power of the Xuanmen Divine Way, turning it into an invisible, and sensing it with the world.

At this time, the cultivators' eyes gathered in the rainbow light that was about to fall into the main peak of Benma Mountain.

It's already the end of the road.

Even if the demon god ascends today, it will be difficult to turn the tide.

In the place, the rainbow light paused and turned into the figure of the old demon Tianma.

The power of the blood sacrifice began to spread towards his body.

The old demon looked around the entire Benma Qun Mountain with tears in his face.

Blood and bones everywhere.

After this battle, no one in ten horse tribes survived.

Brother, my clan, have you really not lost yet...

In the midst of lightning, the old demon Tianma had already made a decision in his mind.

He suddenly raised his head and looked above the sky.

"Brother of the Dragon Clan! The Horse Clan lost! Our clan is about to perish! But the demon clan's power cannot be lost! The main peak still has the power of the ancestor god! Call the ancestor god to come to the world! Suppress Dongtu! Our clan is guilty! The crime is just my clan!"

When he finished speaking, the old demon Tianma stopped going to the main peak of Benma Mountain.

Instead, he turned around and looked back.

"Little monk, I enter Lingshan!"

When he finished speaking, as if he was holding a fairy in his mouth, a gold-plated Buddha light splashed out from the body of the old demon Tianma, wrapping the old demon's body.

The young leader clasped his hands together and smiled.

"Good! You are my disciple, and I want to be the Buddha of the horse and spirit!"

When he finished speaking, the infinite Buddha light melted on the body of the old demon Tianma and turned into a plain white cassock.

The old demon turned into a human form, showing compassion on his face, and his palm spread out, as if he was intentional to open the cave of the horse and Buddha.

A palm print was drawn to Benma Qunshan.

In the mountains, there are remaining horse demon cultivators, who are hiding in their bodies or running in a hurry. At this moment, they are wrapped in a ray of inspiration and then disappear from their original place.

After giving up these things, behind the young leader, under the shadow of Mount Sumeru, under a bright light, all Buddhist practitioners disappeared from their original place.

The gilded Buddha light dissipates.

The bright red blood light surged into the sky!

roar--!

The roar of the dragon flows through the world!

When the old dragon came to the world, his huge body expanded, opened his bloody mouth and swallowed the main peak of Benmaqun Mountain into his mouth!
Chapter completed!