In the Golden Buddha Temple, the battle between Buddha and demons was in shock and change. The Venerable among the demons fell into the most dangerous moment of his life.

The dyed blue dress, blood fell down, and the beautiful eyes as beautiful as stars were covered with a touch of bright red.

In front of you, Bodhi among the demons, Buddha's appearance dispersed, and the demonic energy was overwhelming, shaking the world.

"The six disasters of demons, blood sin hell"

When Bodhi step out, the demons all over his body surge out, the Buddha's realm collapsed, and replaced it with endless blood-colored hell, and sins permeated.

Hell appears in the world, and the ghost Bodhi waves his hand, and one hundred and eight Buddhist beads flew into his hand. After a moment, they turned into one hundred and eight skeletons. The completely demonized Buddha has no compassion in his eyes, only killing that makes people feel heart-pounding.

The boundless demonic power is the same as the world, and the white cloud practice is affected by the demonic energy, and the body of martial arts is severely unstable.

At this moment, the body of the ghost Bodhi disappeared, and in a blink of an eye, it had arrived in front of the demon.

Bai Yunlian's eyes shrank, and the water light in front of him gathered, blocking the magic moves quickly. However, the power of the magic was unshakable. He slammed the water light with a palm and slapped the demon.

"Well"

The rain and blood gushed, and the white clouds flew out and crashed straight into the demon-suppressing tower.

The pagoda was stained with demon blood, and it was extremely dazzling. Baiyun practiced to the ground and vomited a mouthful of vermilion.

"The demon should not exist in the world"

The demonized Bodhi sounded cold and harsh. One hundred and eight skeleton beads in his hand, the demonic energy overflowed, the cold and heavy demon waves filled the way, and the magic moves came out again.

"The six disasters of demons, the natural disasters of wind and soldiers"

The demon waves roll in the wild mist, the sea of ​​clouds tumbling, the sky suppresses the earth, the demonic sins move, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, the black wind roars, the power of the demon is shocking, and the disaster is caused by thousands of miles.

The magic move came, Baiyun practiced strongly to enhance the demon essence, and three thousand weak waters surged wildly in the wind and rushed out.

A shocking sound broke out, the two worlds were chaotic, and their cultivation was unequal, and they showed cruel reality. The Venerable among the demons was stained with blood, and the injury was even worse.

"Blue Pond Reflects the Moon"

After another heavy blow, Bai Yunlian barely stabilized his figure, flipped his palms and lifted his primitive body, but the firm look in his eyes did not change at all. He revenges the enemies of millions of creatures in the primitive land, even if he died, he would have no regrets.

The vast demonic power gathers together, and the sky appears in the sky. A bright moon shines on the ground, and the space shakes sharply.

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"The devil leads to the six disasters, and the fire burns the city walls"

After a few steps, Bodhi was immobilized, the skeleton beads waved, and the black flames roared out and rushed towards the blue pond in the sky.

Water and fire are incompatible, the nine heavens shake, the demonic element collapses, and the bright moon scatters.

"drink"

The demon was hard to shake. Bai Yunlian finally looked at the world with nostalgia, and then his eyes were condensed, and a sharp roar flashed through the nine heavens. In an instant, hundreds of miles of heaven and earth began to tremble violently. Outside Yanyun Mountain, the entire Qingxi Lake water soared into the sky and flew into the nine heavens. Then, the white dragon transformed into a shape, entered the sky waterfall, coiled around the sky.

Seeing this, Gui Bodhi looked dark and said, "Bai Jiao, I want to use his flesh and blood to force such a huge water vein. You are too naive."

"As long as you can kill you, Baiyun will die without regrets."

Bai Jiao shouted lightly and then took the last demonic source. Within hundreds of miles, all the water sources gathered in the sky. Outside Yanyun Mountain, Qingxi Lake instantly dried up, and there was no drop of lake water.

Seeing the demon fighting for his life, the skeleton bead of Ghost Bodhi Zhou turned, his palms merged, and a huge skull statue appeared on his head, and the terrifying suction spread rapidly, devouring all the spiritual energy between heaven and earth.

"The six disasters of demons, the gods and the spirits are exterminated"

Under the thunder clouds, the two people whose power is constantly increasing are like the two brightest stars in the world, shining thousands of miles of heaven and earth as bright as the extreme day.

The next moment, the two moves were met, and Yanyun Mountain was instantly robbed. The mountains that have been around for countless years in the world collapsed, the mountains moved, the earth moved, the rocks flew, and the image of the doomsday was shocked.

In the battle, after more than ten breaths, the aftermath disappeared, but on the ground full of holes, the demon was unconscious, his white robe stained by the demonic energy, flew with the wind.

In the sky, the white dragon that was heavily transformed into a human form fell from the sky, and was full of vitality, and it was hard to detect it any more.

"Well"

At the end of the war, a waterfall gushed in front of Gui Bodhi's chest, and he staggered for several steps, and it was difficult to suppress the heavy damage.

"it's over"

With a sound of silence, Gui Bodi steadied his body, stepped forward, and flipped his palm, not far away, the demon-suppressing tower roared and slowly rose.

At the same time, thousands of miles away, the battle between the two strong men on Yandangyuan reached the last moment.

The Lord of the Divine Palace forced the killing of Zhiming's demon body, and the purple aura was shaking, which attracted the arrival of heavenly thunder, which was shocked by the gods and ghosts.

Zhide, who was severely injured, recovered his demonic appearance, and the demonic fire all over his body illuminated the world. Taishi gathered his flowers and showed his sharp edge.

The shaking world kept falling, and the powerful palm power and sword energy were destroyed and destroyed. Wherever they passed, they were full of scars.

The sword was stained with blood, and the sword was slashed with the sword's edge, sprinkling into the world, causing severe damage to the difficult-to-fighting Marquis, the situation became more and more critical.

"Sky Fall"

Chi Lian raised the sky, the sword intent spread, and thousands of sword lights fell like rain, instantly destroying the hundred miles of wasteland.

"Purple Qi Conquers the Long Wind"

The sword intent came, and Zitian Palace flipped his palms and absorbed the energy. The strong wind swung, and the purple air swung out, blocking the rain of thousands of swords.

The sword move was broken, and the purple aura was majestic and endless, and it was shocked by the bang.

The red clothes fly backwards, the blood splashes, the demon disaster, serious injuries, and the body is damaged at the same time. It is difficult to kill the body, and there is no way ahead.

Seeing that the opponent's sanitary body was restrained, Zi Tiangong did not keep his hand at all. He stepped on his steps and his palms rolled and slapped at the former.

The sword palms were touching each other, one was advancing and the other was retreating. However, the sword hand that kept red was still holding the sword in his hand tightly and fighting for a trace of vitality with all his strength.

With a bang, the red clothes stopped, the ground under his feet collapsed, and the sword turned and slashed towards the former.

In close combat, the palm sword confronted again, the sword of the Rin Killing, the heavy palm, each move, life and death.

It was stinging, and the sword blade slashed through the clothes and silk, and the blood stained the purple clothes red. The sword of killing was extremely sharp. Even if it was seriously injured and the demon disaster was brought to life, it would not be easy to deceive.

The injuries were exchanged, the sword and palm, and the battle of life were at hand, interweaving the most beautiful light of life and death.

After a long battle, the Zitian Palace's expression became more and more heavy. It was prepared and had the advantage, but it still could not fully control the situation. It was tenacious and determined to make predictions.

"Blood Flame"

The demon moves manifest, the flames rise, and the power of burning the sky is shocking, the flames in blood, the swords in flames, and the swords inspire people's souls.

With a loud bang, the two strong forces confronted each other again, the flames fell like rain, and the two people standing in the sea of ​​fire were injured at the same time, and their mouths were stained with vermilion.

After the remaining power fell, Zi Tian Palace turned his palms back and shook back the people in front of him again, with an extremely gloomy expression.

"One move changes, one move, Zhiminghou, how many moves can you resist?"

"Demonic, Nirvana"

Without saying a word, Zhiming turned the sword in his hand, stepped into the air, and his breath was pouring into the sword. In an instant, thousands of sword intents gathered from all directions, crisscrossing, magnificent and lightless.

The strongest sword, with the demonic energy, and the magnificent sword light rushed out and slashed towards the Lord of the Divine Palace.

"Purple Qi comes from the east, the magical appearance of the Divine Martial Arts"

Seeing that he came to attack the extraordinary, Zitian Palace also activated his body to carry over his palms to the sky. Endless purple aura quickly gathered, and the image of the martial god appeared again in the world.

The collision of the two poles, the sky is sad and the earth is miserable, the dust and sand are rolling like terrifying waves, and in the aftermath, the sword lights dissipate, and the martial god breaks Nirvana.

The blood that fell was the sound of the devil's defeat. The red clothes that hit the ground slammed into the ground, the sword tip was leaning on the ground, and the blood flowed like a spring all over his body, flowing down the Chi Lian and into the earth.

"Know your destiny, don't fight again, retreat"

Forty-nine Taoist guru spoke and reminded in unison.

"At least, we must persist until Yin'er leaves safely"

In the pool of blood, Ning Chen staggered up with a sword, held it with his left hand, and Taishi appeared. The two swords transformed into the power of the demon phoenix, rolling phoenix fire, the forest of demon waves, spread endlessly, and the two breaths turned, and then opened the Yin-Yang formation.

The black and red Tai Chi diagram appears in the sky, reflecting the light of life in the Liangyi. The ruthless demon will refuse to retreat for the sake of human feelings.

When the Liangyi set up the formation, Ning Chen's aura was consumed sharply, and the unequal yin and yang aura vibrated violently.

Looking at the Tai Chi diagram that appeared in the sky, Zi Tian Palace frowned, flipped his right palm, and the purple air surging, rushing towards the demon body in the formation.

The body was shocked, and the yin and yang transformed into force. In an instant, the purple air dissipated invisible.

"The formation is not bad, but unfortunately, it's still in vain."

As the words fell, the figure of Zitian Palace flashed, his palm condensed and Haoyuan, and he bullied himself again.

The two swords blocked the moves, the aftermath scattered, the formation transformed into power, and the formation of yin and yang imbalanced vibrations again.

The Zitian Palace's palm urged another 30% of its force, and with a bang, he shook the former back.

"Sky Cry"

Ning Chen fixed his steps, condensed the Yuan and penetrated the power, and flew into the two swords. In an instant, the Tai Chi array diagram in the sky quickly rotated, and the yin and yang energy turned into swords, and Tianluo fell from the sky.

"Termless struggle, retreat"

After a long battle, the Zitian Palace was unstoppable and the anger was hard to suppress. It flipped its palm and shook the sword rain. It exploded all its body, and its vast purple aura was annihilated for hundreds of miles. The precarious formation of the two yin forms instantly broke through.

"Well"

He was covered in a muffled groan and retreated several steps. The blood spilled down red, the earth under his body, the two swords were clanging on the ground, and the demon body with exhausted energy was hard to support.
To be continued...