In the collapsed Buddhist world, the two figures dyed red and exited. The golden body of the abbot of Du'e Temple was broken, and blood spurted all over his body, causing heavy damage.
The four-pole realm master was slightly better, but he also suffered a lot of injuries.
"drink"
The Four Pole Realm Lord drank in a deep voice, just about to activate the power of the white cocoon to stabilize the peak state, only to see a cold sword light rushing out in the aftermath of the violent obscurity, and it was three inches below his heart in an instant.
A sword pierced into the body, blood spurted out, Ning Chen turned the blade of the sword in his hand, exerted all his strength, stepped on it, and the blade entered another inch.
"Uh"
The master of the four poles groaned, and was shocked by the force of the sword a few steps back, and blood flowed out of his mouth.
"presumptuous"
The four-pole realm master was furious, endured the pain in his heart, and responded forcefully.
The palm force shot out, fierce and powerful, directly attacking Ning Chen's chest, the shocking energy made people tremble.
Ning Chen crossed the demon sword to resist, but he was still thrown out by the force of the unparalleled palm, and his body was dyed in scarlet.
On the chest of the master of the four poles, the bright light battle armor cracked, and a dazzling white appeared. Below the beating heart, there was a terrifying vision bound by a white cocoon. .
"What a monster"
Ning Chen tried his best to stabilize his body, looking at the scene in front of him, his eyes narrowed, but it didn't break open, the power of this white cocoon is really troublesome.
"Marquis Zhiming, it's you who are courting death yourself!"
The anger of the four-pole realm master was uncontrollable, and when he flipped his palm, a waterfall of white mist flew out from the wound on his chest, and then spread quickly. It took only a few breaths to cover most of the Mijie Mountains. .
After the white mist insect wave flew out, the Mingguang Battle Armor flashed white light, and the wound healed automatically and returned to its original state.
The worm tide appeared in the world, and the Bailian Buddha Realm, which was already riddled with holes, was hit hard again. Thousands of white mists continued to devour the power in the Buddha Realm, making the only seven remaining golden relics quickly dimmed.
Foguang was restrained, and a blood stain appeared on the face of the abbot of Du'e Temple, which was actually an injury brought by the insect tide.
Ning Chen looked at the white mist insects that filled the world, his expression sank, and he said, "Senior abbot, be careful, this thing can devour true essence and flesh and blood, and its vitality is extremely tenacious, it is difficult to kill"
"It's too late to regret it now"
Before the words fell, the figure of the four-pole realm master moved, slapped it with a palm, and instantly reached the front of the two.
The murderous intention was approaching, Ning Chen and the Human Buddha joined hands to resist, however, the gap in the cultivation base was hard to resist.
The white mist worms spread endlessly, and the swallowing power became more and more terrifying. The broken Bailian Buddha Realm soon reached the limit of its endurance, and it was uncertain, and it would not completely collapse at any time.
The abbot of Du'e Temple suppressed the shock in his heart, and immediately understood that if the battle was delayed, he would lose no doubt. With a flip of his hand, he could gather all Buddhas into one body, and gather the Buddha's light on his body. Move the last Buddha Yuan.
Ten thousand Buddhas are united, the World Honored One reappears, and in the golden light of ten thousand feet, a supremely majestic statue of the Tathagata manifests, and the terrifying coercion sweeps the mighty, just like the gods and Buddhas coming to the world, the heavens and the earth are blue.
The Dao of the Buddha's Dharma realization, the Bodhi to save the dust, the supreme Buddha's majesty, at this moment, the entire Foshan is bathed in the Buddha's light.
Seeing that the battle had reached the final moment, Ning Chen also jumped up and rose to the Buddha's heart. He pulled out a golden sword of love, turned into a stream of light, and rushed down. The swords merged to destroy evil.
"Hundred lotuses illuminate the world and ten thousand Buddhas"
The most powerful trick of the Buddha world to slay demons reappears in the world. In an instant, thousands of Buddha’s rays of light are sublimated and turned into the power of slaughtering demons. Since the war, the invincible master of the four poles has finally been forced to retreat a few steps. Unsupported sign.
The four-pole realm master was furious, he stepped into the ground, stopped his retreat, and with his palm condensed with the ultimate cultivation level, he slammed up to meet the pressing Buddha light.
For a moment of stalemate, the sword's edge came again, and the divine soldier of the King of Hell came.
"It's you who's waiting!"
At this moment, the flames and disasters in the hands of the four-pole realm master turned sharply and slashed towards the person who came.
Suddenly, the moment the sword took over, the divine soldier of the King of Hell flew out, the water light collapsed, and when he looked back, the sword pierced through the body, and the golden light prospered.
"Uh"
The golden blade that appeared from behind pierced through the heart, and blood spurted out, dyeing the land of Foshan red.
The Lord of the Four Pole Realms looked at the divine weapon protruding from his chest, and he vomited out a mouthful of blood. Immediately, the divine might exploded all over his body, shocking the people behind him.
The heart is severely damaged, and the vitality is scattered. Seeing success, the variables will be lifelong. Above Foshan, the wind and clouds are changing, the thunder is booming, the white brilliance is prosperous in the nine days, and below the heart of the four-pole realm, white silk comes out through the body, and in the blood mist that is surging in the sky, a huge white moth slowly appears, terrifying. The coercion of the rippling god
State, shocked the world.
For a moment, countless eyes looked in the direction of Mi Jie Mountain, and their faces were horrified.
Amid the raging waves, Ning Chen and the abbot of Du'e Temple were both taken a few steps back by the terrifying pressure, and after barely stabilizing their figures, they looked forward in shock and looked very dignified.
The next moment, the dazzling white light disappeared, moths entered the body, the four-pole realm master was surrounded by white battle clothes, and the strange lines spread, mysterious and powerful.
Huge moth wings appeared, and after a brief opening, they turned into white light and disappeared.
The swarms of insects gathered in the sky, and the body of the four-pole realm master slowly rose, and then disappeared in front of the two of them.
"The Marquis of Zhiming, the abbot of Du'e Temple, I will write down this battle for the time being. When the deity comes again, let you experience the horror of hell." The last words, with a strong murderous intention, echoed in Foshan, and the enemy was seriously injured and left. I should be thankful for the two of them. At this moment, no one can be happy. The transformed and regenerated four-pole realm master has just begun to show his edge. It is already so terrible. He will return after recovery.
, what a formidable opponent it will be.
"Marquis Zhiming, what's your explanation!"
The abbot of Du'e Temple had an extremely ugly face and was burning with anger. Foshan suffered this catastrophe in vain, and he also provoked such a terrifying enemy. Such a situation was brought about by the people in front of him.
"Senior abbot, Zhiminghou's mansion welcomes you at any time, and we will discuss the method of dealing with the four extremes."
Ning Chen responded, waved his hand to put away the sword, closed the mahogany box, covering the edge of the sword, and immediately stepped out in two steps, the plain clothes scattered, and disappeared into the night sky.
The right hand of the abbot of Du'e Temple was clasped with a rattling sound, and he couldn't bear it, but he had to endure the dumb loss, which made the Buddha's heart have endless killing intent.
The ground behind him, the desolate Foshan, criss-crossed with terrifying cracks, and the rocks collapsed everywhere. After the war, people couldn't help but return to the unforgettable nightmare four years ago.
At dawn, in the imperial city of Daxia, the Mansion of the Marquis of Life, Su Yi appeared, and Ning Chen walked back.
When Liu Ruoxi saw the blood-stained Hou, her beautiful face immediately became tense, and she walked forward quickly.
Didn't Hou go to send Ah Man home? How could he come back full of blood
"No problem"
Ning Chen smiled wearily, and comforted that, compared to the injuries suffered by the abbot of Du'er Temple and the Lord of the Four Extreme Realms, the injuries on his body were indeed nothing.
This battle is worth it after all, at least knowing the source of the power of the four-pole realm master.
In addition, after this battle, even if the abbot of Du'e Temple thinks that it is impossible to protect himself, whether he wants to or not, he must stand on the same front as Daxia to deal with the threat of the four-pole realm master.
Liu Ruoxi didn't say a word, and with tears in her eyes, she helped him take off the bloody plain clothes, put on new clothes, and then went out to wash in silence with the bloody clothes.
In the room, Wangyou sat on the sick bed, coughed a few times, looked at the figure walking by, raised his head with a smile, and said, "Wangyou still has time to thank the Marquis for saving his life."
"It should be done." Ning Chen sighed and replied.
Ziyi suffered, but as a friend, he was powerless. He couldn't get rid of his responsibility for the result of today, and it was only natural to help him.
"Master Hou, I want to remind you that a person who has fallen into a demon can't turn his back, so I hope to be prepared." Wangyou said softly.
She knew that the person in front of her and the Demon Lord of the Eternal Night Sect were once the most unforgiving friend, but once he entered the devil, it was impossible to go back.
"I know this in my mind, don't worry Miss Wangyou"
Ning Chen responded and didn't want to mention the matter again. He changed the subject and said, "Why is the girl being targeted by the Eternal Night Sect, what happened?"
Wangyou shook his head and said, "I'm not quite sure, but it should be some agreement or exchange between the realm master and the Eternal Night God Sect."
Ning Chen frowned, what exactly were the Eternal Night Sect and the Siji Realm master planning.
There is no old hatred between Wangyou and the Eternal Night Divine Sect, so how could it take so much trouble to set up a situation to kill them.
Moreover, the four-pole realm master knew that Wangyou was a Taoist body, and he gave it up without hesitation. What was it for
Ning Chen thought about it for a while, but didn't come up with anything, so he could only suppress these questions first, looked at the woman in front of him, and instructed, "Miss Wangyou, take good care of her injuries for the time being, there are other things to do, I'll talk about it when she's healed. "
"En" Wangyou nodded and replied.
At the same time, in the far east, at the end of the sky and the earth, on the endless chaotic fog, the scene suddenly changed, the black clouds gathered sharply, and a terrifying thunder and lightning followed, turning the sea of fog into a sea of thunder.
Beneath the sea of thunder, a dark-colored chaotic sword body slowly rose, the shape of a sword, the body of the sword, and the sword without a front.
At the end of the land, the figure in white who had been sitting quietly finally stood up. In an instant, the sword intent shot into the sky, like the sharpest divine sword being born, and everything trembled.
The myth of the sword, the invincible sword of the barren city, after waiting for countless days and nights, I finally got the sword I wanted.
One step out, the sea of thunder separated, and the chaotic sword body floated up and down, silent, nothing special, just like the most ordinary stone sword.
Mu Bai stepped forward to hold the sword tire, and the thundering sea of thunder around him was immediately awestruck.
"Noisy"
Mu Bai frowned slightly, swung a sword, and the sword intent spread, and the entire sea of thunder was instantly annihilated and disappeared.
The boundless sea of chaotic fog instantly returned to its former quietness, and there was no more sound. In the sky above the foggy sea, one person and one sword, walking out slowly, like snow white clothes without a trace of dust, the sword of the desolate city comes to the world again.