Chapter 695: The saint of power, kill the monks and masses!

How could... how could...
Isn't Hong Huangsheng's things like this? Game and calculation, the world needs balance, and all parties need luck and merit.
Their Buddhism now occupies the world, even if there is a strong man like Yang Jian who rises against the wind, why can't they?
In the script, it shouldn’t be that Yang Jian repelled them and temporarily saved the capital city, and then Buddhism and Daomen engaged in a wrangling and game to divide the Netherworld into three. Should the Buddhism, Asura, and the Yinsi of the prefecture stand together?
Isn't this the most reasonable script?
why……
The old monk looked down at his chest, there was a crack in his chest, and a little light shone in the crack.
His body was like a rotten wood that had been cut off, slowly displacing; a thin line-like gap appeared above the primordial spirit, an inexplicable pain and peeling sensation, quickly devouring his entire consciousness.
Before the old monk's consciousness was completely wiped out, he saw more than a dozen people in front of him who looked like him, and he also saw the crowd disrupted by the dark shadows, and saw the hot blood raised high...
"Yang..."
With a half-cry out of his mouth, the body of the old monk who was cut in the waist was disintegrated by a domineering Xuan Gang.
The inside of the city walls of Fengdu City suddenly became chaotic!
A ‘Kunpeng’, which was more than ten feet long, cracked into the air, and when the Buddhist masters failed to respond, they rushed directly into the group of figures to kill!
The 18 old monks who fell in the back were cut in the waist first, the little Kunpeng immediately turned into a human form, and smashed the Buddhist master who wanted to rush forward to stop him with a fist. The spear was thrown, and several heads were directly shot. Throw away.
"Yang Jian!"
When Zhunti turned his head, he saw Yang Jian sweeping by among the Buddhist masters, but a few more old monks died because of angry hesitation.
These Buddhist masters have been secretly cultivated by Western religions for countless years!
Zhunti, who had been dissipated from the saint's Dharma Stage, once again rushed back, once again showing a golden body with Buddha's flame in his body, and slapped Yang Jian with a palm.
Yang Jian's eyes were full of ice and cold, like Nine Nether Xuanbing, just like those Shura born in a sea of ​​blood!
The figure flickered from side to side, and two figures appeared, and then slanted from left to right, so that Guo Zhun lifted a palm, and rushed to the Buddhist monks who had been messed up on both sides.
"Never want to leave!"
The sound from Yang Jian's mouth was almost a roar, and a palm fell in the air. Several people on the left were cut off, and Yang Jian on the right exploded, and the exploded sky mysterious gun shot wounded more than ten people.
"Where is the saint disciple!" Zhun Ti turned his head and shouted, and the figures who had already exited the capital city rushed back.
Zhunti quickly formed the seal with his hands, and golden light swept all directions, wrapping the buddha masters who had not had time to escape from the capital city with golden light, and threw them into the gap in the large array.
Yang Jian kept culling his figure, but he was cutting melons and vegetables before, and now he had the golden light shelter from Zhunti, it was a little troublesome to start.
A few more people were beheaded, and several tyrannical auras rushed forward. Yang Jian's mouth was sneered, his heart was burning with anger, and he turned and rushed towards Saint Zhunti.
"Die!"
"Yang Jian, you have to do everything today! How about this seat!"
Zhun mentioned an angry rebuke, and the saint's Dharma body reappeared; this Buddha also moved a very real fire, blessing himself with the power of the Buddha kingdoms, filling the Buddha's light with the power of heaven and earth, and actively pounced on Yang Jian.
He is a saint, or relying on a saint of great virtues, fighting here, as long as he is not facing a powerful saint, he is invincible.
Today, Yang Jian has long been suppressed and has no face. Fortunately, no matter what the saint's face is, a fight is!
Ananda, Kasaba and others led the disciples to quickly form the formation, and kept taking action to contain Yang Jian; Zhunti used the saint's law body to urge his own magical powers with all his strength, and in a short time suppressed the furious Yang Jian in the gap in the capital city.
It's another big battle!
And this battle is more violent, more violent, and more dangerous than the previous ones.
The entire Fengdu City's large formation is indeterminate. This is the large formation of the Yinsi Difu who has operated the underworld for countless years and gathered countless ghosts. At this time, it is like a thin paper, and it may be stabbed at any time.
An angry Yang Jian, a saint who fights with all his strength, a saint disciple who is barely restrained...
The Netherworld seemed to be trembling, the universe was twisting, and the Tao was disintegrating. The anger that seemed to be able to burn everything really made the heart of the cultivator in the neighborhood cold.
Yang Jian's killing was so fast that Yu Ding and the others didn't recover for the first time.
When a few people arrived in a hurry, they were blocked by the battle between Yang Jian and Zhun Ti.
The saints fight for their lives, this is such a rare scene that it has been standing since the prehistoric times, maybe it has never appeared...
"What's wrong?" Zhen Yuanzi and Xuanyuan Huangdi looked at each other.
Xuanyuan Huangdi left himself to others, he immediately looked at'Liu Ya', then nodded inexplicably, and muttered, "Although Houtu Niangniang has a higher level of generation, her status is also respected, but Yang Jian is also a young hero, no The masters from the beginning of the world are a good match."
'Liu Ya' glanced at Xuanyuan and said calmly, "The Emperor must not talk nonsense."
Xuanyuan Huangdi smirked, and he didn't dare to make more jokes.
Afterwards,'Liu Ya' looked down at Yang Xiaochan's gradually rosy face, and he was a little relieved.
True person Yuding handed over another Rank Nine Golden Pill and said, "Please take it, his thoughts."
"Such a pill can save the lives of more important people in the future, so I don't have to."'Liu Ya' shook his head lightly, and then looked at the battlefield ahead.
The land, city walls, and large formations there had been completely wiped out, and a colorful ball of light with a diameter of a thousand feet appeared.
This ball of light is not someone's magical powers, but the Heavenly Dao desperately mobilizing the power of the heavens and the earth to protect the Nether Realm and prevent the ‘bottom of the cup’ of the Three Realms from being penetrated.
In the ball of light, those figures that were constantly moving were faintly visible, and these figures seemed a little embarrassed.
And deeper in the ball of light, there are two powerful forces that are constantly colliding...
Zhen Yuanzi frowned and murmured: "Yang Jian is really going to fight Zhunti to the end today? Why? Hasn't it been slowed down before?"
Yuding was the master of Yang Jian, and he could only remain silent at this time. On the contrary, Huangdi Xuanyuan thoughtfully, glanced at Liuya who was held by Hou Tu, and remembered what happened back then.
When Yang Jian hadn't left, he went to Emperor Dayu to borrow a mountain axe, and he had a mental experience at that time.
The scene that trapped Yang Jian, Emperor Xuanyuan once witnessed...
"This guy," Xuanyuan sighed lightly, without saying much.
In Fengdu City, the ghost soldiers stationed near the city wall were ordered to retreat quickly from the battlefield;
Outside the Fengdu city, the endless Buddhist soldiers were retreating quickly. The ghost soldiers belonging to the Yinsi of the Jifu were not pursuing them, and they were trying their best to stay away from the expanding colorful ball of light.
The damage of the Yinsi Witch Clan is not serious, but most of them have some signs of exhaustion, each supporting them, quickly gathering together.
They probably knew what was happening in the city. When fighting with Buddhism, they also saw Yang Jian descend from the sky and heard the continuous sound of the city.
Yang Jian came to help, forcefully mentioning the saints, forcing back a group of Buddhist masters and the blood sea asuras... Such a record is actually enough.
Feng had gained a respite, and then only needed to regain his strength. It might not be possible to regain the lost territory in the hands of Buddhism and revive the underworld.
But just as they breathed a sigh of relief, Yang Jian was suddenly struggling. He violently attacked the retreating Buddhism masters, attacking and killing dozens of Buddhism masters in a blink of an eye. The direct killing Zhun Ti was furious, and the killing Buddhism's blood flowed rampantly.
This is not enough!
Seeing Yang Jian's momentum, if he doesn't turn Zhunti over here, he will never stop today.
Erlang The true monarch helped the underworld so far, how ashamed of my generation! This love will never be returned!"
The beaten King Chu Jiang raised his sword and sighed.
It's a pity that they can only sigh with emotion, and then a group of people nodded and praised a few words, for the battle over there, none of them can help.
At this time, all parts of the Three Realms were naturally staring at the underworld, staring at the capital city, staring at the results of the battle between Yang Jian and Zhun Ti.
It is no exaggeration to say that the ghosts are crying.
There was dead silence everywhere in the heavenly court, no fairy music, no human voice.
In the Palace of the High Heavens, the Jade Emperor who was watching the picture of the cloud mirror looked cloudy and uncertain. All the immortal houses were silent, except for the Taibai Jinxing, who could stand aside and close their eyes and rest, for fear of missing a picture.
And this cloud mirror technique that can barely see the situation in the colorful light curtain is from Taibaijinxing's handwriting.
Who would dare to talk nonsense at this time?
In recent years, Buddhism and the Jade Emperor have been wearing a pair of trousers. Today, the Buddhist masters who were beheaded and the Buddhist saints who were beaten up were all supported by the Jade Emperor.
But Yang Jian, who made the Jade Emperor hate and fear it, did this...
Compared to the Lingxiao Palace, a corner of the Heavenly Court, where the gate of the God of Wealth Mansion was closed, was a bit more lively. A group of people gathered by the pool, and the water surface was similar to the picture on the cloud mirror of the Lingxiao Palace.
Cloud mirrors and water mirrors are all common methods used by monks to observe the situation in the prehistoric places; but it is not easy to get a glimpse of the battle under the colorful light curtain.
Several master disciples of the Master of the Heavens, Zhao Gongming, Our Lady of the Golden Spirit, Our Lady of the Turtle Spirit, Bixiao, Qiongxiao, watched the battle with the masters of Shi Tianjun, etc.; if you look closely, the group gathered at the Nantian Gate before Teachers, almost all stay here at this time.
If it is said that there was no premeditated matter about the Nantian Gate, ghosts would not believe it.
"Meng," Qiong Xiao sighed with emotion, breaking the dead and dry atmosphere here.
Zhao Gongming nodded, and also dryly echoed: "Meng."
"Compared to when he was enshrining the gods, his strength has soared more than ten times?" The pretty face of Our Lady of Jin Ling was slightly depressed, but there was still a little strong meaning between her brows.
Turtle Ling asked in a low voice, "Then, can he really cut down the sage Zhunti today?"
"Not so much," God of Wealth shook his head, and many Jiejiao immortals also shook their heads at the same time.
Bi Xiao said softly: "If there were no North Sea Nether River, today Yang Jian is mad, Zhun Ti might really be overthrown by him. But Bei Hai Nether River has already found an enemy, and I am afraid that Sanqing teacher will not let him. Mention fall."
"Yes, it's a saint after all."
"But for such a sage who is so ill-intentioned, it would be better to let Yang Jian kill him."
"Speak carefully, have you ever been able to mention it? It takes a lot of effort to kill a quasi saint!"
A group of Jiejiaoxians laughed endlessly~EbookFREE.me~ The scolded immortal spread his hands without getting angry.
Qiong Xiao suddenly shouted: "Look! I've been shot out!"
A group of people immediately looked at the surface of the water eagerly, and then fell silent again.
It can be seen in the water mirror that Zhunti's saint's law body flew upside down, smashed out of the light curtain in an extremely embarrassing manner, smashing hundreds of feet of capital city walls along the way.
Zhun Tifa slammed the ground, and his figure moved sideways. Invisible gun shadows blasted down, directly hitting the ground of Fengdu City, and a spring of blood spewed out from under Fengdu!
Several figures flew upside down one after another. It was Kassapa and other saint disciples. Two of them were seriously injured, and they were already angry.
Yang Jian's figure leaped high, taking the Zhunti Dharma body directly, without giving Zhunti the slightest chance to gain momentum; Zhunti just let out a low growl, and also rose into the air, forcibly urging his own mana and wielding various Buddhist artifacts , Start a battle with Yang Jian in midair!
The Buddhist masters couldn't help being frightened when they saw this scene, and they all wanted to make a move but didn't know how to move.
Hundreds of miles away from this place, the Ksitigarbha King sat on the back of Di Ting in a leisurely manner, and in front of him stood an angry burning lamp.
"Really don't take action!?" Ran Lan asked gritted his teeth.
Ji Zang smiled and shook his head, "The retreat of the army is also a very important job. You might as well try as I said, or I am afraid it will not end today."
"Huh!" Burning the lantern swept his sleeves, and said something to the group of Buddhist masters behind him who had followed him to break into the capital city first. These Buddhist masters all glared at Jizo.
Subsequently, a group of people rushed back to Fengdu City.
Ran Deng raised his arms and shouted: "The Great Array of Thousand Buddhas! Suppress this demon!"
A group of Buddhist masters suddenly responded.
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