Ye Chen said nothing in response to the dangerous and provocative look.
But the ground beneath his feet rumbled and cracked.
Then, a thousand-foot stone tablet protruded from the ground and reached into the sky. It was condensed by Concubine Yan.
And he stepped on the stone tablet and stood quietly.
Looking at the stone tablet again, there are bloody people nailed with spears, all with disheveled hair.
Needless to say, those people were Jinwu and Kunpeng. There were many of them, and they were all captured.
The scene is bloody. The blood flowing from the bodies of Golden Crow Kunpeng and the others dyed the stone tablet red and made their eyes bloody.
"There are at least a thousand people, and any one of them would be a genius, yet they were nailed to a stone tablet like this." The monks from all directions sighed, and their hearts beat at the sight.
"Retribution, retribution in this life." No one showed mercy, and he killed unscrupulously, and now he got retribution.
"Fengxian, they are all Fengxian, she bewitched us." Many princes and gods who were nailed to the stone tablets were roaring crazily, their eyes full of fear.
"What a bunch of rubbish." Fengxian glanced at them, and there was a hint of a smile in his compassionate expression.
"Fengxian, it's you who hurt me." The roar shook the sky, and the vitality of Golden Crow Kunpeng and others quickly disappeared.
When they were dying, they felt more regret, regretting that they should have provoked Ye Chen, and hating Fengxian for dragging them into the water and causing this bloody murder.
However, there is no regret medicine in this world. The sins you have committed must eventually be repaid, and you must pay for it with your own life.
The screams were extinguished at some point, and nearly a thousand princes and gods were dead. Their deaths were extremely miserable, with blood and bones dripping from them.
They can be regarded as brothers in distress. They murdered Ye Chen collectively in the past, and now they are also rushing to hell together.
"Fengxian, it's just you." Ye Chen said calmly, looking at the top of Lingshan Mountain, staring at Fengxian.
"I have escaped into Buddhism and devoted myself to practicing Buddhism. I will no longer care about the worldly affairs. Donor, please come back!" Fengxian performed a Buddha salute with compassion in her eyes, which added to her increasingly better acting skills.
Her words amused the monks from all directions.
Hearing what you said was so clear and logical, we almost believed it and escaped into Buddhism. We are not afraid of blushing when we say this.
What kind of battle is going on today, and how many of Ye Chen's relatives have you harmed, just by escaping into Buddhism
"Princess of the Phoenix tribe, today is really an eye-opener." Kui Niu laughed angrily, his temper rising to the sky.
"I have decided that when I catch her, I will fight her until she dies." Dadi Wuxiong said with hatred, full of violence.
"Count me in." The little ape emperor's fiery eyes were flying with flames, and he could not contain his murderous intention towards Fengxian.
"These are two beasts, stay away from them." The witch god son consciously stood to the side.
Compared to them, the monks in Heaven were much quieter. They were all waiting for Ye Chen's order. With just one word from him, the 40 million monks would attack collectively.
The smell of gunpowder was instantly ignited to the extreme, and the murderous intention of the heaven had already made the world freeze with ice.
However, at this moment, a sigh suddenly sounded.
Under the gaze of everyone, a Buddha transformed in front of the Lingshan Mountain. His whole body was blooming with Buddha light, and every ray was dazzling, as if the Buddha had returned to the human world.
If you look carefully, that person is Sakyamuni, isn't he
His appearance made the four monks suddenly startled.
A hundred years ago, Sakyamuni was killed by Ye Chen.
Unexpectedly, a hundred years later, Sakyamuni returned to his throne.
It is a pity that today's Sakyamuni no longer has the cultivation level of quasi-emperor, and is only a quasi-sage.
"Your Majesty, you're fine." Ye Chen said calmly, with a calm expression on his face, as if he had known about this scene.
"Even after a hundred years, the donor still can't let go of his hatred." Sakyamuni spoke, and the sound of Buddha resounded in all directions.
"Senior, it's the same. Even after a hundred years, we still have to protect her. You and I are both obsessed with it. We are the same kind of people."
"My Buddha is compassionate. Saving one life is better than building a seven-level pagoda."
"You suffered calamity because of me, and I was oppressed because of Buddha. Over hundreds of years, through the practice of the seniors in the world, is this the kind of enlightenment you have gained?" Ye Chen looked at Sakyamuni quietly, his eyes were dull, and his words were even duller, "You The so-called compassion disturbs the cause and effect of others, which is the Buddha's karma."
"Whether it's obsession or karma, I will never allow you to disturb the pure land of Buddhism again." Sakyamuni said.
"Your Majesty, if you haven't stopped your distracting thoughts, how can you be quiet?" Ye Chen drew out the Zhengming Killing Sword and pointed at Lingshan Mountain in the distance.
This was the order to launch the attack, and no further words were needed.
His sword fell, and the tens of thousands of attack arrays in the heaven collectively revived, and the divine power of annihilation flew, sweeping out the array's light.
The heavenly monks also moved together, either using magical powers, secret techniques, or magic weapon arrays, and Ling Tian suppressed Lingshan.
Sakyamuni sighed again, and the Buddha's body turned into an illusion. He returned to Lingshan, sat cross-legged in the sky of Lingshan, and recited the Great Compassion Mantra.
The sky-wide attacks fell in time and hit the ten-thousand-foot golden Buddha guarding the Lingshan Mountain, but they did not shake the golden Buddha in the slightest.
Onlookers from all directions were astonished that the alliance of forty million monks could not shake the Golden Buddha. How overbearing the Lingshan barrier was.
"Damn it." Xie Yun cursed, raising his hands to the sky.
The same goes for the 40 million monks in heaven. They open their hands and point their fingers towards the sky. With a thought, they activate their origin.
When everyone in the four directions saw this, they could see at a glance what Heavenly Court was trying to do, and it was trying to gather the Sun of Annihilation to break the formation.
In the past, Heavenly Court used this method to break the seal of Wuzhishan, and now they are going to use the same method again to attack Lingshan.
Soon, the sky and the earth became dark again, and the sun condensed in the misty sky was bright and eye-catching.
"Fight." After Xie Yun said again, the bright sun, the sky and the sky, the overbearing force of annihilation, crushed the sky all the way, the world came to a standstill, and the universe was turned upside down.
However, the imaginary scene of the ten thousand-foot golden Buddha being blasted away did not appear, and the Buddhist protective barrier was not damaged at all.
In other words, there is a supreme being that blocks the sun.
That supreme existence is none other than the Buddhist imperial weapon, the Demon-Subduing Pestle. It is a combination of coercion and thought, a powerful imperial power.
"The Imperial Weapon Subdues the Demonic Pestle." The monks from all directions were startled.
Amidst the sound of horror, the demon-suppressing pestle buzzed, and the emperor's power was revived, destroying the sun, and the whole thing disappeared into nothingness.
The heavenly monks collectively vomited blood and suffered horrific backlash.
Although their attack is strong, it is enough to match a single blow from the imperial soldiers.
However, in front of the real imperial weapon, the sun seemed to be a decoration, unable to break through the imperial weapon's defense.
"Come again." Xie Yun roared, wanting to sacrifice his life with blood.
"There are 40 million Dachu monks. If you don't believe me, you can't blast them away." The monks in the Heavenly Court all roared and roared, their eyes were blood red and bloodshot, and they all went crazy.
"Stop." Ye Chen said, stopping the attack.
"No matter what, the Great Chu Heavenly Court is not afraid of a battle."
"Let's go." Ye Chen spoke loudly, turned around immediately, stepped on the fairy fire clouds, and exited the sky.
It was an extremely powerful imperial weapon. Even if there were 40 million monks, it would never be able to destroy it. This was an innate limitation.
What's more, the power of the emperor's magic weapon is devastating. Once it angers Lingshan, one blow can sweep away ten million people, and it is not impossible for the entire army to be annihilated.
You must know that they are not in the Immortal Mountain of Heaven, and there is no defensive barrier. If the imperial weapon strikes a blow, no one can withstand it, and no one can withstand it.
He is the Holy Lord of Heaven and knows how powerful this place is.
It was only because of his serious miscalculation that the imperial weapon that flew away a hundred years ago, the Demonic Pestle, flew back again.
If he had known this, he would not have issued the order to besiege Lingshan, which would have been tantamount to asking Heaven to die.
"Leave quickly." Seeing the hesitation of the heavenly army, Ye Chen hissed, perhaps using too much force, which shook his heart, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.
Seeing this, the heavenly monks frowned and retreated in a hurry.
"Kill! Kill!" Seeing the heavenly monks withdrawing, Fengxian on the top of Lingshan gritted his teeth and did not dare to speak out, for fear of losing his compassionate demeanor.
Lingshan's Ji Dao Imperial Artifact has returned. She had known about it, otherwise she would not have hidden here. Now, this opportunity is once in a lifetime. If the Imperial Artifact takes action, the Great Chu Heavenly Court will be destroyed.
But her inner calling did not affect the imperial weapon, the Demon-Subduing Pestle, and she was so anxious that she almost mobilized the imperial soldiers.
The Buddhists are still merciful. Although they spared Heaven, they brought the Emperor's soldiers with them to disturb the cause and effect of others.
Heavenly Court retreated, passing through the sky at an extremely fast speed.
Ye Chen's physical condition was extremely poor, his face was pale and bloodless, and there were streaks of blood flowing from the corners of his mouth.
At the moment of leaving, he did not forget to look back at Lingshan, and his eyes fell on Fengxian.
He failed again, but that wasn't the end result.
Heavenly Court's failure to defeat the Imperial Weapon does not mean that Da Chu cannot defeat it. When Da Chu returns, there will definitely be another liquidation.