The cold moon is shining high, and the night is as cool as water. On Sumeru Buddha Mountain, thousands of little novice monks in white sit cross-legged and chant sutras for several years.
On the Buddhist altar, Heavenly Buddha Lord sits quietly, day after day, sitting and practicing.
The Demon Palace was born, and there were three consecutive battles, Buddhist Kingdom was severely damaged, two Buddha Lords died in the battle, and Buddhist Kingdom's situation was in danger.
After 30,000 years, Heavenly Buddha Lord opened Ultimate Purity Method in Foshan again, practicing hard day and night, hoping to reverse the decline of the Buddha Demon war.
For ten days and ten nights, Foshan was extremely quiet. In the distance, three thousand miles away, the army of the Demon Palace was stationed. It was unknown when it would attack again.
At this moment, above the void, a Plain-clothed Figure fell from the sky, with white hair flying, so dazzling.
Seeing the incoming people, the strong Buddhists on Foshan Mountain had strange expressions on their faces, Ninth Son of Ink Sect, why is he here at this time?
"You're here"
On the Buddhist altar, Heavenly Buddha Lord opened his eyes and spoke.
"Sorry, I'm late."
Ning Chen stepped forward and saluted respectfully.
"Just come, it's never too late."
Heavenly Buddha Lord smiled with compassion on his face.
"Foshan is kind to the juniors. Now that Foshan is in trouble, the juniors will never stand idly by." Ning Chen said respectfully.
"As long as the benefactor has this intention, the Demon Palace is powerful and the situation is difficult to reverse. The benefactor should leave the heavens to temporarily avoid the evil." Heavenly Buddha Lord said softly.
"Thank you Lord Buddha for your kindness. No matter what happens, I cannot sit back and watch the difficulties in Foshan. Lord Buddha, please wait a moment. I will go back as soon as I can."
After finishing his words, Ning Chen turned around and walked out of Foshan without any further delay.
After a few steps, the plain clothes dissipated and disappeared above Foshan.
Looking at the direction in which the former was going away, a strange color flashed in Heavenly Buddha Lord's eyes. What was he going to do? Was he going to fight against the Demon Palace army on his own?
To the west of Foshan, three thousand miles away, the cold wind was blowing gently and dust was flying. In front of the Demon Palace army stationed hundreds of miles away, Sword Qi suddenly rose all over the sky and fell from the sky without any warning.
"Who?"
The first person to feel it was Bai Wangran, whose expression condensed and he said coldly.
"Kill your man!"
As he spoke, a figure with white hair and plain clothes stepped forward from a distance, holding the famous Daoist Sect sword in his hand, and his murderous intent was not concealed at all.
"Ninth Son of Ink Sect!"
Familiar figure, familiar sword edge, Bai Wangran looked cold, waved his hand, and nine wind beads circled around him. Suddenly, the wind roared, and the sand and waves stirred up.
"Demon body, come with me."
As soon as the words fell, Demonic Qi surged, and behind Ning Chen, a black figure appeared, with the red sword in hand, and the fierce light was dazzling.
The two figures appeared, and in an instant, two figures passed by quickly, black and white streams of light, and the sword light opened the way to hell again.
With a bang, Taishi and Jiulunfengzhu collided, sword light and strong wind devoured each other, Scroll of Life increased the pressure, no matter the winner or loser.
At the same time, the demon body passed by and did not participate in the battle. The red-trained fierce soldiers were full of evil spirits and used the demon Demon Slaying.
Before he could react, the sword light flashed across, and the heads of the demon soldiers flew up. Blood spurted out, dyeing the cold night red.
Realizing the purpose of the former, Bai Wangran's expression darkened, he flipped his palm and struck out with one palm, hoping to kill the person in front of him as soon as possible.
Ning Chen's feet are taking strange steps, his figure is like an illusion, avoiding one palm force after another, Grand Beginning Sword's Qi in his hands is constantly condensing, and he is gathering momentum for his ultimate move.
"Dangdang Ninth Son of Ink Sect, is this all you can do?"
After several moves failed, Bai Wangran said with a mocking look on his face.
Ning Chen looked unmoved and continued to stall the fight and ignored him.
The palms of the swords clashed, and the touch was instantaneous. Then, with concentration, the situation on the sword changed, Nirvana was born, and thousands of Sword Qi surged out like a tide.
Bai Wangran concentrated and shunned the attack. A hundred feet away, true energy gathered, and the strong wind blocked Sword Qi.
After several booms, Sword Qi and the strong wind dissipated, devouring each other.
"Dangdang Second Demon Palace Protector, do you only know this little trick?"
The original words were returned, the irony was not hidden at all, Ning Chen's figure swept out again, Daoist Sect's famous sword was dazzling, and the battle started again.
Bai Wangran looked cold, turned his palm to block the sword, and secretly moved Condensing Essence with his other hand. Wind beads were swirling around him, and his power became more and more terrifying.
"Ninth Son of Ink Sect, you will pay the cruelest price for your words and deeds!"
After gathering enough energy, the famous move reappeared, Bai Wangran shouted loudly, controlling the air to lift the sky, and the wind and thunder shocked the world.
"Wind Control of Longwind"
Extreme power comes to the world, Words Become Law, in the wind, Xunxun in white clothes, falling from the sky and sinking into the sea with one palm.
"Broken Sky"
During the sword fight, Ning Chen's figure quickly retreated, with a roar, the strong wind destroyed the sword and the light continued to come.
Ten feet, a hundred feet, the strong wind is following, and the palm power is hidden, trying to destroy the warrior's body.
Ning Chen flipped his palms, the dark yellow brilliance flourished, the hundreds of miles of earth shook, and the peaks rose in response.
There was a sudden earthquake, and strong winds shook the mountain peaks. Amid the violent shaking, the mountain peaks collapsed, and the force of the strong winds gradually weakened.
"Scroll of Earth, Earth's Thousand Revolutions"
With a soft drink, Heavenly Tome's martial arts reappeared, Ning Chen stepped on it, and cracks appeared on the ground beneath him, folded from the middle, and suddenly merged.
Bai Wangran's figure dodged, but it was a hundred miles wide and there was no way to avoid it. With a roar, he was trapped in the mountains.
"The powerful swordsman makes me want to destroy even more!"
In the folded earth, Bai Wangran gave a deep shout, and the nine wind beads around him appeared Demonic Might. Black wind and clouds overflowed, moving the heaven and earth with yin and yang. Nine days of thunder roared, and black wind fell from the sky.
The shocking power shook the world. Under the strong wind, Ning Chen stared, but before the attack came, he already felt oppressed.
"Scroll of Earth, Earth's Destruction, Mountain's Collapse"
Scroll of Earth lucked out again, and in Ning Chen's hands, Taishi entered the ground. Suddenly, thousands of sword lights rose into the sky, rumbled and vibrated, and rushed into the sky with strong winds.
Extreme collisions, thousands of miles of sinking, mountains and rocks flying around, constantly falling from the sky.
"Ah!"
For a moment, the demon army in the rear screamed pitifully, causing heavy casualties.
"Demonic Fire Prairie Fire!"
In the tens of thousands of troops, flames burst out all over the demon body, the sword slashed through it, and stumps and broken arms were everywhere.
The naked and naked massacre was like the God of Death taking his life. The demon was ruthless and did not hold back in his attacks. Every time he swung his sword, a large number of the demon army fell down.
In the two battle situations, Zhi Ming used all his strength to repay Foshan's love and confuse the eyes of the Demon Palace.
After a brutal fight, just half a quarter of an hour later, three thousand miles away from Foshan, the ground was stained with blood. Thousands of demonic troops had fallen. As far as the eyes could see, there were all fallen corpses.
In front of the demon army, the battle between the two powers became more intense. Bai Wangran was full of murderous intent. Although he knew the former's purpose, it was difficult to escape for a while.
Daoist Sect is a famous frontman, his brilliance is getting more and more glorious. Ning Chen embodies fighting spirit, with a sword in hand, stopping the demon and helping the army behind.
"Ninth Son of Ink Sect, my Demon Palace has no grudges against you. What you did today will make you regret it for the rest of your life!"
Bai Wangran Raise your palms to control the air, the strong wind sweeps, the wild sand rushes back, the strong man at the top of the Demon Palace can show his full ability.
"Repay kindness for kindness, repay resentment for resentment, know your fate and never regret it!"
With a palm shake, the earth surged, Ning Chen Taishi moved his true energy again, and it was frozen thousands of miles away.
Bai Wangran turned his palm to block the attack, heard a vibration, stepped forward, and stepped forward, his fierce palm condensed with madness, and printed towards the former's heart.
Ning Chen The sword was horizontal, with a thud, the body slid out a hundred feet, and then he stopped and turned, slashed out with the sword, and returned a strong attack.
The two figures were constantly intertwining with each other, and their powerful moves were frequent and intense.
Behind, the devil is killing, beacon fire fills the sky, the fierce red sword has dyed the whole body red, blood is splashing, and the remaining limbs are flying.
Above Foshan, Heavenly Buddha Lord looked at the battle situation in the distance, complex thoughts flashed across his old eyes. He had already accumulated enough karma. After this battle, it would be even more difficult to cleanse him away.
In this world, people are always unable to control themselves. In his opinion, this child's heart still maintains its original kindness, but his hands are stained with blood. There are hundreds of thousands, millions, countless, and perhaps there will be more.
"Six Paths Falling Together, Myriad Demonic Tribulations, Grand Supreme Forbidden Sword"
Among the tens of thousands of demon troops, the demon body suddenly stopped. The red sword in his hand flew across the sky. An unspeakable sword pressure swept across. In an instant, endless sword lights crisscrossed out and rushed into the nine heavens.
In an instant, phoenix fire suddenly ignited around the demon, Phoenix and Demonic Dual Bodies appeared together, and the forbidden move was born.
"Demonic Phoenix Tribulation!"
The demon phoenix appeared, and the world was shocked. The black phoenix appeared in the world. In an instant, strong winds blew and dark clouds surged.
"Not good!"
In front of the demon army, Bai Wangran felt something, his expression suddenly changed, he turned his palms to shock the opponent in front of him, stepped forward, and rushed towards the sky, hoping to prevent the birth of the forbidden sword.
"You can't save them!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Plain-clothed Figure stood up from the ground, a snow-white long and narrow blade appeared in his hand, and he slashed with the sword, the blue light shining brightly.
With a thud, he put his palms together to block the blade. Bai Wangran's forward movement was blocked, and it was already too late to help.
But above the nine heavens, the demon phoenix flapped its wings, and in an instant, endless black sword light broke through the air and fell, destroying the sky and the earth, and fell into the sky thousands of miles away.
The next moment, a shocking scene occurred. The black sword light fell, and where it passed, cracks in space appeared. On the ground, the sword light penetrated the body, and the destructive force continued to move forward, disappearing silently into the ground. A moment later, a waterfall of blood had no time to explode, and thousands of demonic armies were wiped out.
"Seeking death!"
Bai Wangran avoided the black sword light and looked at the demon army below which was half dead and wounded. Murderous intent surged on his face. He turned his palm Condensing Essence, and Avici Hell Palace reappeared, transforming into a hundred-foot giant palace, suppressing the people in front of him.
"That's it for today, goodbye!"
The plan was done, and he didn't want to fight for a long time. Ning Chen waved the sword in his hand, made two moves, and then stepped away and left.
Not far away, the demonic figure also flashed past and disappeared into the night.
In the void, the brilliance of the sword appeared, Bai Wangran turned his palm to block it, and looked at the figure disappearing into the distance. It was too late to pursue it again.
With a wave of his hand, Avici Hell Palace returned to its three-inch size and fell into his hand. The figure of Bai Wangran fell from the sky. His eyes swept across the army with heavy casualties in front, and the murderous intent in his eyes became increasingly uncontrollable.
Three thousand miles away, on top of Foshan, Plain-clothed Figure fell from the sky, his bloody aura still lingering, so clear in this pure land of Buddhism.
"Lord Buddha, I have tried my best. After this battle, the army from the East Road of Demon Palace should not attack Foshan again in a short time. Lord Buddha, you can rest assured for now!" Ning Chen said with a tired look on his face in the void.
"Thank you so much for your help, donor!" Heavenly Buddha Lord said seriously.
"Lord Buddha, you're welcome. This is what I should do as a junior. I have other things to do, so I won't bother you. See you later!"
After speaking, Ning Chen's figure faded away in the void, and disappeared after a moment.
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