Chapter 687: The battle between Buddha and ghost, surrounded by Fengdu!

Fengdu, located between Yin and Yang, swims in the underworld.
　　 Once upon a time, 酆 only referred to the place where the Yin Division, such as the ten temples of Yama, the six reincarnations, and the eighteen layers of hells, were located, and they were not completely present among the underworld.
　　 Nowadays, the Buddha realm is pressing harder and harder, and the Buddhist soldiers and the Shura people gradually close together. After all, the capital city has become the last line of defense beyond the ten temples of Yama and the eighteenth hell.
　　 There are ghosts in the capital city, like a human shadow, a scene of the great city of South Continent. Countless souls who have not yet reached the time of reincarnation stay here, just like the world, living here, just waiting for ghosts to be named.
　　 At this time, in the capital city, there was also such a rumbling, countless ghosts hiding in the houses and shaking, the streets were full of running groups of ghost soldiers, and the basically useless city wall was carved with layer after layer of runes.
　　 The Ten Temples Yama, the Five Ghost Emperors, the judges of various roads, and the ghosts of various divisions are all wearing armor and fighting;
　　The ghost repairs of the underworld, the ghostly lonely souls, and a few human monks who have seen injustices to help out, are gathering on the top of the city, looking at the wilderness outside the capital city.
　　 On this endless field, densely covered with a layer of golden light, you can see Buddha soldiers with swords in their hands, and there are several places covered by blood clouds that are as conspicuous in the golden light.
　　 King Qin Guang came hurriedly and landed on the top of the city, surrounded by all the figures.
　　 "How is it?"
　　 "Can you find a helper?"
"Don't worry, everyone!" King Qin Guang was too late to sigh, and said, "I'm already relieved that the true monarch Qingyuan Miaodao from Guanjiangkou came to help, the true monarch said, as long as I wait for half a day, he can show up to Jie Du Siege."
　　 "Half a day? Why half a day?"
　　 "Isn't the empress telling me not to wait to disturb the real monarch?!"
King Qin Guang sighed: "If the empress blames the crime, I will bear the blame; if we do very things very often, if we lose them again, we really have no place to turn around. Half a day is the return of the true monarch from the sea of ​​chaos. Needed, alas..."
　　 "We are really useless as Yan Jun did it!"
　　 "Huh, the old jade emperor and Buddhism simply want to destroy us and take away the six reincarnation plates!"
　　 "Everyone, be fully alert, it's best if they don't attack for a long time... I'll go report this matter to my mother first."
　　All the people in charge of the underworld were all tired, watching King Qin Guang fly into the capital, whispering to each other.
　　 Calculate the time, the next round of offensive of the Buddhist soldiers is coming soon.
　　Half a day, saying that the length is not long, and that it is short but not short, it is best to do the same as the previous few times, and don't make any big mistakes...
　　 Outside the capital city, among the Buddhist soldiers.
　　 The young monk dressed in white sat on the back of a beast, closed his eyes and thought, reciting scriptures.
Suddenly, he sat down and opened his eyes, grunted to the white-clothed young man, and uttered: "Bodhisattva, the Yin Si on the top of the city is talking about defending the city. In just half a day, they will have strong support here. "
　　 "Strengthen aid?" The young man did not open his eyes, but there was a gentle smile on the corners of his mouth.
　　 "Love is Miao Dao Zhenjun, Yang Jian," the beast replied, "Listening to them, Yang Jian and Houtu Niangniang are quite familiar, and will return from the Chaos Sea in half a day."
　　 The white-clothed young man slowly opened his eyes. In his left eye, there was endless radiance making eight rings, while in the right eye there was endless emptiness that seemed to swallow all things.
　　 The King of Jizo sat down with the beast and listened carefully.
"If this is the case, then it will be troublesome," Jizo murmured, "Yang Jian's strength has long been able to compete with the two leaders, but I can't afford to provoke him. Forget it, let me ask Lingshan, if they are not. If you want to continue fighting, you can only take down the capital city in this half a day."
　　 "Bodhisattva, if Yang Jian returns, we must be implicated."
　　 "How about implicated, what about not implicated?" Jizo chuckled lightly, the white robe exuded a faint glow, "They put me here, isn't it just to deal with this situation?"
　　谛 was suddenly speechless. The Ksitigarbha king raised his hand and made a complicated Buddha seal, a golden light was lit in it, and then the Buddha seal was scattered.
　　 After a short while, Lingshan rang the sound of bells and drums, the light of Buddha lingered, and the figure walked back and forth.
　　 After half an hour, another golden light glided out of Lingshan, drilled into the earth, and left for the Netherworld.
　　 The Ksitigarbha king got the Lingshan decree and sat on the back of Diting, holding his chin in a daze for a while, and finally just chanted the Buddha's name, showing a little unbearable face.
　　 Raised his left hand, attracting Buddha's light, and dropped a palm like white jade towards Fengdu City.
　　 The palm wind rolled up layers of waves, disturbing the wind and clouds in the Nether Realm.
　　 The sound of chanting sounded in all directions, and countless Buddhist soldiers looked firmly at the capital city ahead. The six-character mantra of Buddhism echoed everywhere, making the Buddha's light on the Buddhist soldiers more and more bright.
　　 "Take this city, save the boundless souls, clear 18 layers of hell, and achieve supreme merit."
　　 There was no shouting to kill the sky, or the drums and horns that coordinated the army. Millions of Buddhist soldiers marched forward violently, without any chaos in formation.
　　Relatively speaking, the hundreds of thousands of Shura people mixed in the array of Buddhist soldiers are much noisy.
　　 The sound of ghosts crying and howling wolves gradually emerged in the capital city. Ghost soldiers from all walks of life knew that the enemy was present, but there were no retreats.
　　 This set of teams in the underground palace, in fact, mostly came from the witch tribe of the Houtu Empress back then, with blood of the witch tribe flowing in their bones.
　　 At this time, it was the time of the decisive battle. Six of the Ten Temples of Yama directly tore off the high crowns on their heads, carried their weapons, and released their aura.
I saw that the bull's head and horse face suddenly turned into three heads and six arms. The iron-faced judge carried the double-panel axe. The blue-faced Yan Jun actually had fangs hidden in his lower jaw. Body.
　　 "It’s as long as the true monarch rushes over."
　　 "I haven't fought against anyone for so many years, I still assume that you have forgotten your own tactics."
　　 "I'm not worthy of being a witch clan, so I have to stay in this unseen place to wash away the countless murders committed by my clan back then."
　　 Several long screams, a breath that has never appeared in the underworld gushes from the head of the capital city.
Among the tribes of the twelve ancestral witches, the Houtu branch guarded the underworld and withdrew from the Lich War ahead of schedule. The combat power of this branch was relatively complete.
　　 Although Hou Tu did not show up, all the arrogant witches and war witches in the Hou Tu Department are here, and there are even a few old people who only hold small positions in the underworld. At this moment, they are not weaker than the witches.
　　 This is their last hole card, and it is also the hole card that will be revealed until they are forced to die.
　　 The blood of the Witch clan was almost drained and could not stand the damage; but Buddhism had bullied them on top of their heads, and apart from letting go, they had no retreat.
　　An old monk sighed: "The underworld is occupied by such evil all the year round, torturing all beings and killing all karma, it is really sad."
"Funny!" Taishan King, who was already five feet tall at this time, pointed to the old monk angrily, "You are confused with black and white, it is really damn! I will definitely bring your soul later and let you suffer the so-called torture in your mouth! "
　　 "Amitabha Buddha," the old monk sighed and floated cross-legged in the air, reciting scriptures in his mouth, but he ignored it.
　　The front end of the Buddhist army array was no more than a thousand feet away from Fengdu. The sound of chanting suddenly became louder and more urgent. At the same time, countless Buddhist soldiers began to rush towards the city walls of Fengdu.
　　 Above the head of the capital city, he is dressed in a long robes of Tsing Yi, but he is the majestic King Chu Jiang who cannot be taken lightly. He raised his sword and said coldly:
　　 "The Buddhism deceives people too much, the netherworld is the root of the reincarnation of living beings! Wait for today's large-scale offense, if there is a difference in the six reincarnations, you can afford it!"
　　 Another Shatuo sneered: "The poor monk came to protect the six reincarnations. The six reincarnations are my Buddhism teachings. You are not quick to retreat and return to the original owner!"
　　 "Funny! Funny!"
　　 "What nonsense with them! Kill it!"
　　 Suddenly a Buddha's name exploded over Fengdu City, and the entire Netherworld seemed to tremble.
　　 Above the city head, all the masters belonging to the Yin Division roared in unison, half of them jumped down the city wall, and the ghost soldiers leaned back against the city wall to form an array; half stayed at the city head, urging something to defend the city.
　　When the Buddha soldiers approached, the king of Chujiang pointed his sword, and hundreds of thousands of ghost soldiers on the city's head opened the longbow of the magic weapon, and the ghost charms were condensed into blue flame arrows.
　　 "Let the arrow!"
　　 Arrows were like a shower, and the Buddhist soldiers fell in rows; but the Buddha's light also shot from outside the city. If the ghost soldiers were affected by the Buddha's light, they were directly weakened.
　　 As soon as the three waves of arrow rain passed, Buddhist soldiers and ghost soldiers met in front of the city.
　　 The arrow rain above the city's head has never been cut off. Those witch tribes who had charged before the ghost soldiers had rushed into the Buddhist soldiers and were swallowed by the Buddha's light.
　　 A big battle without a shout, opened the curtain with a roar from ancient times.
　　 At the same time, the six reincarnations are in front of the disc.
　　 King Qin Guang heard the roar from the horizon, he couldn't help turning his head to look, and closed his eyes in pain.
　　 With a thump, King Qin Guang knelt down at the colorful clouds where the six reincarnation discs are, and shouted loudly:
　　 "Niang Niang, if this battle is lost again, Niang Niang's blessings of sacrificing her life will fall into the hands of the Buddhism and the Jade Emperor! I also ask the Niang Niang to show up and retreat the enemy!"
　　 The six reincarnation discs did not respond halfway, and they were still spinning quietly, throwing ghosts flying from everywhere into the reincarnation circuit.
　　 "My mother!"
　　Qin Guangwang kept knocking his head, "The true monarch will be there in half a day, please show up and ditch the enemy!"
　　 The six reincarnation disc still has no response, and it runs as usual.
　　 yelled seven or eight times, knocked until the bluestone slab turned into powder, blood oozing from his forehead, King Qin Guang finally gave up the request, sighed, and sat there facing the samsara for a while.
　　 "Niang, are you okay?" Qin Guangwang muttered in a low voice, pressing his left hand on his knee, and slowly stood up.
　　 The robe was a little embarrassed, and his face showed a little helplessness, but he could only turn around and leave, rushing to support outside the city.
　　 Except for a long sigh, he didn't say anything offensive.
　　 As soon as King Qin Guang walked halfway, a huge white shadow slowly lifted into the sky outside Fengdu City. He fixed his eyes and saw that it was a young monk sitting cross-legged. His face was calm and he slapped Fengdu City.
　　 Under the palm of the wind, several figures that rushed into the air to meet each other were directly shot off, and a section of the city wall in the center of Fengdu City collapsed.
　　 "Amitabha."
　　Qin Guangwang stared at the gap, grabbing two long swords and hurriedly rushed to the breach, and the group of ghost soldiers in the city also flocked to the breach, fighting with the Buddhist soldiers from outside the city.
　　 Both sides are intent on killing, suddenly two long howls come from the sky.
　　 Two Daluo Jinxians who were not too eye-catching in the battle rushed directly to the head of the city and shouted angrily outside the city: "The second master has an order! Those who insult the great virtues will be killed without mercy!"
As the voice fell, there was the sound of beating drums in the dark clouds of the Netherworld, but I saw two big flags constantly dancing, one with "Mei" written on it, and the other with "Yang" written on it. It is the line of Meishan. Come to the underworld for support.
　　 This sentence should be a bit arrogant in the eyes of others. These two flags, which rarely appear between the heavens and the earth, at this time made the Yinsizhong and the ghost soldiers of the underworld all energetic.
　　 There must be countless lights watching the battle here, and the waves caused by it are really not light.
　　 King Qin Guang raised his head and shouted: "Friends of Taoism, please also deploy in the city! My underworld ghost soldiers are not available, so I dare not consume the soldiers of the true monarch!"
　　 Guo Shen and Naojian looked at each other and nodded. Meishan nearly 300,000 immortal soldiers fell into the large formation in the capital city and quickly formed a battle.
　　 At this time, the ghost soldiers of the underground palace are also in an endless trend. After all, the underground palace has been operating in the underworld for many years, and the number of ghost repairs gathered is huge.
　　 It’s just that the Buddha light has restrained the ghosts. The Buddhist soldiers are like puppets. They are not afraid of death, order and prohibit, and the number is always higher than the ghost soldiers. This makes the underworld retreat.
　　 The Meishan celestial soldiers came, just to cheer the underworld on the platform. If there was a war, the Meishan hordes, who did not even have a quasi-sage master, would resist the Buddhist soldiers for a while.
　　 But as long as they are here, Buddhism will have some scruples.
　　 Why?
　　They are Yang Jian’s soldiers. If they slaughter wildly, then they will truly be an endless vengeance with Yang Jian; this is the same as knowing that Yang Jian is protecting the underworld and attacking the capital city. They are two kinds of hatred.
　　 The former is a sea of ​​blood and blood, and the latter is nothing but Yang Jian's skin.
　　 There is a big battle here, and it is indispensable to watch the excitement everywhere in the Three Realms.
　　Especially everywhere in the Heavenly Court, those celestial beings who didn't go to court very much, gathered together in twos and threes, and groups of friends opened a cloud mirror and watched the battle of the underworld.
　　 It’s not good to say, what is the relationship between Buddhism, Taoism, Heavenly Court, and Difu, and these gods who are sealed in Heavenly Court?
　　 "Yang Jian has such a strong friendship with the underworld?"
　　 Zhao Gongming frowned and thought, and then shook his head~EbookFREE.me~ Never heard of it. Could this guy Yang Jian fight against Buddhism? "
　　 "Some of you watched this scene," Qiong Xiao squeezed the wine glass, with red cheeks, crawling on the table, looking at the battle scene in the cloud mirror with drunken eyes.
　　 Zhao Gongming frowned and said: "Don't talk coldly, now that the enemy is now, Buddhism is still so damaging the strength of the Three Realms, it is really to blame."
Bi Xiao said: "It's not that Buddhism is so radical in response to the catastrophe. The Buddhist soldiers they train are all ghosts that have annihilated their xinxing. If they are trained a little, the combat power of the Buddhist soldiers will increase. Coming up, it may be the main force against powerful enemies in the future."
　　 "The main force?" Our Lady Jinling grunted with an unkind complexion, "Even if my Taoist school is greatly damaged by the entrustment of the gods, it is not something that Buddhism wants to replace."
　　 "Hey..." Zhao Gongming stood up and looked in the direction of the High Heaven Palace, "You said, what is that person thinking?"
　　 "The ghost knows," Qiong Xiao smacked his mouth. "Humans are the supreme of the Three Realms, and we are all controlled by them. Brother, don't talk nonsense. Beware of being beaten by your Majesty the Jade Emperor."
　　 Zhao Gongming rolled his eyes, the God of Wealth in a red robe continued to stop and meditate.
　　 In the cloud mirror, the battle between the Buddhist soldiers and the ghost soldiers is in full swing, but the line of defense of the ghost soldiers is being forced to close to the roots of the city wall.
　　 "These ghost soldiers are afraid that they will be unable to hold on."
　　 "Shall we help them out?"
　　 "Don't make trouble," Zhao Gongming said, "When Yang Jian comes back, he wants to protect the underground palace, he will surely protect the underground palace...probably."
　　 Our Lady of the Golden Spirit gave a noncommittal sneer and didn't say much.