In the blood mist, the old voice carried a playful look, as if Gods and Devils under the Nine Netherworld was looking at the tributes on the altar.
Behind Abbot Yuanxin, the majestic Wisdom King True Body's golden light remains unabated.
He clasped his hands together, and there was no trace of fear on his compassionate face, only sadness.
"Chen Wei, you were once Great Qin's general on the border. You held a sword and frightened the demons from thousands of miles away. Why do you associate with the demons now and do this inhumane act?"
The voice was like a bell, vibrating in the blood mist, trying to awaken the memory of the person he once was.
"Haha..."
Two chuckles came from deep underground.
The laughter was not loud, but it carried the indifference and coldness of understanding the world.
"General? Demon? It's just a label of identity. Humans and demons are both living beings in this world, struggling to survive. What's the difference?"
"Old monk, you guard your Buddha while I seek my way. Those of you who block my path today are sworn enemies. The old feelings of the past have long since rotted in the sand at the border along with my old bones."
The moment the words fell, the blood mist surged even more violently.
Yuanxin No more words.
The ways are different and they do not seek each other.
The golden light of Wisdom King True Body behind him suddenly skyrocketed, as bright as a brilliant sun rising in the demonic realm!
"Do it."
The voice from underground issued an ultimatum.
Chen Xiaotian's face became even more sinister.
But this time, he did not move, but stepped aside respectfully.
Brush!
A figure that looked like a mummy came to the field, it was Yao Ming.
At this time, he was like a puppet on strings, already controlled by Chen Wei.
"Roar!"
The next moment, two huge black shadows were forcibly torn out from behind the Yao Ming mummy. It was his two already broken souls of the Earth Realm Ninth Level demon servant!
Under the infusion of Blood Spirit Formation, the two remnant souls of the demon servants were repaired and solidified at a speed visible to the naked eye, and their aura was three points better than in their heyday!
"Puppet... demon servant..."
Yuanxin's pupils shrank slightly.
This Chen Family old ghost can not only control dead objects, but he can even steal the demon servants of monk Spirit Refinement and use them for his own use!
"Form up!"
Xuankong Temple's elders did not dare to neglect, and more than a dozen eminent monks shouted loudly.
The phantom of the Arhat Vajra condensed by the Buddha's light shined brightly, tightly clinging to the remaining Earth Realm Ninth Level puppet.
Abbot Yuanxin, on the other hand, was alone, facing Chen Xiaotian, Yao Ming who was controlled by the magic change, and the two demon servants behind him!
"Old monk, my father said, you have to live!"
Chen Xiaotian let out a sickly laugh.
He knows this is his chance to perform!
As soon as he moved, Blood Demon Art pushed it to the extreme, turning into a bloody afterimage and rushing towards Yuanxin's flank.
At the same time, the controlled Yao Ming and his two demon servants formed a triangle and launched a torrential offensive!
For a moment, the shadow of the fist, the light of the claws, and the brilliance of the spell, mixed with the monstrous Yao Qi and blood evil, completely submerged Abbot Yuanxin!
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Golden light and blood light collided crazily.
Every collision caused the entire ruins of Duke's Residence to tremble violently.
Although the Wisdom King True Body behind Abbot Yuanxin is tyrannical and has the most yang and strong power of Buddha to naturally restrain these evil things, it is difficult for two fists to defeat four hands!
He smashed the head of a demon servant with one punch, but the demon servant's remains instantly recovered with the blood mist.
He slapped Chen Xiaotian's blood claw away with one palm, and the controlled Yao Ming appeared behind him without any trace of Soundless. A [Divine Soul Thorn] tempered with the Yin Shen Nian pierced into Wisdom King True Body's back heart!
Buzz!
Wisdom King True Body shook violently, and the golden light dimmed by three points.
Even though Abbot Yuanxin's "Acala Body" has reached the level of Subtlety, where the body is not afraid of weapons, the soul is still weak!
"Pfft!"
A mouthful of golden Buddha's blood overflowed from Yuanxin's mouth.
He was at a disadvantage!
In the distance, Commander Liu and the other three people were lying in a pool of blood with their eyes split open.
They struggled to get up and help in the battle, but they couldn't even mobilize a trace of spiritual power.
It's over!
Even Xuankong Temple's Dinghai Shenzhen can't hold it back. In Qing Province, who else can stop this catastrophe?
Outside Duke's Residence, there is an inconspicuous shadowed corner.
The figure of Zhou Tong quietly emerged.
He looked back at the battlefield shrouded in golden light and blood, without any wavering in his eyes.
He took out a blood-colored jade pendant with a simple shape, and forced a drop of blood onto it from his fingertips.
Buzz.
The jade pendant shimmered, and invisible messages spread out in all directions within Qing Province, centered on him.
"Send me the order of the Lord of the Palace."
"In Qing Province, all Blood Baleful Intent Hall deacons and congregants, no matter where they are, put down all matters in their hands, hold a stick of incense, and gather outside Qing Prefecture City."
"Those who are late will be punished as apostasy."
The cold and ruthless voice spread everywhere through the secret method.
After doing all this, Zhou Tong put away the jade pendant, looked up at the sky shrouded in blood mist, and raised a cold arc at the corner of his mouth.
Chen Family and his son thought that he, Blood Baleful Intent Hall, was here to help?
How naive.
The mantis stalks the cicada, followed by the oriole.
He wants to take advantage of the monstrous blood disaster caused by the Chen Family to complete a shocking plan that even Blood Baleful Intent Hall headquarters has been planning for a long time.
Transform the entire Qing Province into an unprecedented...Flesh and Blood Furnace!
Duke's Residence battlefield.
The situation of the war has already tilted.
"Old monk! Let me see how long you can last with this Buddha light!"
Chen Xiaotian looks like a madman, and his offensive becomes more and more brutal.
Abbot Yuanxin recited the scriptures orally, trying his best to keep Wisdom King True Body going.
But anyone with a discerning eye can see that he is at the end of his strength.
The golden Wisdom King Dharma Aspect is already covered with fine cracks, as if it will completely collapse in the next second.
"Father has an order to capture you alive, old bald donkey, and to use it as 'blood food' for the core formation!"
Chen Xiaotian forced Yuanxin back with one claw, his eyes full of cruel pleasure.
"It's an honor for you to be a part of my father's path!"
"Amitabha..."
Yuanxin chanted the Buddha's name, a trace of determination flashed in his eyes.
The Buddha Yuan in his body was burning in reverse at this moment!
"King Ming... Zhenshi!"
Boom--!!!
A golden flame that was several times more powerful than before erupted from his body, like a supernova explosion, instantly knocking Chen Xiaotian and the two demon servants away!
However, this final explosion also drained the last bit of his strength.
The Wisdom King True Body behind him let out an overwhelmed cry, shattered into pieces, and turned into spots of light all over the sky.
Abbot Yuanxin's face was as white as paper, he staggered and almost fell down.
Just at this moment.
"Roar!!!"
A shocking roar.
The Earth Realm Ninth Level puppet that had been trapped by the Xuankong Temple monks finally broke free!
Arhat Grand Formation, broken!
Dozens of Xuankong Temple eminent monks spurted blood and flew backwards.
The backlash of the broken formation caused them to instantly lose their combat effectiveness.
The bloody soul fire in the eyes of the escaped puppet was locked on Yuanxin, who had the weakest aura. The huge body turned into a black lightning, and punched out, directly taking out his head!
There is no way to retreat, and there is no way to avoid it.
"Abbott!"
All Xuankong Temple monks roared in despair.
Chen Xiaotian steadied his body, looked at this fatal scene, and let out a wild laugh that only a winner deserves.
"Old monk, your Buddha can't save anyone!"
"Today, I will let you see with your own eyes that your compassion is... completely devoured by the devil!"
The fist of death quickly enlarged in Abbot Yuanxin's already cloudy eyes.
Everything seems to be a foregone conclusion.
However.
At that moment, the giant skeletal fist was less than three inches away from Yuanxin's forehead.
Clang!
A crisp sword sound suddenly sounded on the field.