The battle situation in Foshan, the variables are lifelong, the underworld Yama appears, the four halls come together, and the evil is covered, shocking everyone present.
The faces of the three magic palace guardians sank, and they looked at each other. Yue Zhinu stepped on the lotus foot, and the figure passed by in an instant, and made a move.
The landscape of ink and ink has opened, and the sword that moves mountains and seas has never been seen before. In a hundred years, the human world has become one.
The artifact shakes the mountains and rivers, the invisible things, the water and the moon are irreversible, the reverse of the water and the moon is no longer magical, trapped in the mountains and rivers, it is difficult to get out for a while.
"Um"
Yue Zhinu frowned slightly, looking at the ever-changing landscape around her, a cold color flashed.
"Pole Dao, Reverse Chaos"
The divine weapon was swung, the heaven and the earth were upside down, and the sword light passed through the sky.
"Are you really just the third guardian of the magic palace?"
In the voice of emotion, a shadow dressed in an ink-white cloak appeared from the landscape, manipulated the sword realm to disperse the sharp edge of the divine weapon, and the snow sword fell, and the ink became a front.
The divine machine swung backwards, and with a slam, the ink and wash dissipated, and in the landscape, the figure of the black and white cloak disappeared again, but the sword ink swept across the front like a rain.
"Tough sword!"
Yue Zhinu swung her sword to disperse the sword ink one after another, and her consciousness released, looking for the body of the swordsman.
When the battle situation started here, not far away, Yan Luo, who was in black clothes and white hair, blocked the second guardian of the magic palace alone, and the battle situation was about to break out.
A hundred years have passed, and the group of people who were cultivated in the past has not been what it used to be. The ancient battlefield group has gained something.
"magic?"
Looking at the figure blocking the road in front of him, Bai Wangran narrowed his eyes and said coldly, "Also a demon, to actually help Buddhism, you are unforgivable!"
"Yellow Spring Hell, Yama is waiting for you to hit the road!"
The white-haired figure in Xuanyi said indifferently, the sword in his hand turned, and the demonic energy burst out.
There was a sudden handover, the two demons fought, and the powerful air waves kept surging, shocking everyone.
The battle between the two sides started. Not far away, Lou Wangu looked at the evil-looking woman standing quietly beside him, and said, "Why, should you come to stop me?"
Under the mask of Yama, the woman smiled indifferently and said, "The Dharma protector is too worried, it is not my strength to fight head-on, and your opponent is not me."
"Amitabha"
With a sound of the Buddha's name, the Lord of the Heavenly Buddha, whose robes were dyed red, walked up to him, performed a Buddha salute towards the woman in front of him, and said, "Thank you all for your help."
"No, it is not necessary to be entrusted by others to be loyal, Lord Buddha, is it feasible for this person to be handed over to you?" The woman said calmly.
Lord Tian Buddha nodded and said, "Although the old monk is injured, it is enough to deal with this person."
"I'm not ashamed to say it! It turns out that Buddhist bald donkeys also like to talk big!"
Lou Wangu sneered coldly, and secretly raised his true essence, pouring it into the heavy halberd continuously.
Under the mask of Yama, the woman ignored the guardian of the magic palace on the side, glanced at the battle situation on the other side, and nodded, "Then I will not delay the Buddha's execution of the devil!"
After speaking, the woman's figure flashed past and swept towards the other side of the battle.
In the landscape of ink painting, the battle is white-hot, in the realm, the two swords clash, the sword light is erratic, and it is uncertain.
When the woman arrived, she raised her hand to condense her energy, and the invisible energy vibrated away.
"The wheel, it's not me that you should help, but the King of Equality."
In the landscape, the figure of Mobai's cloak appeared, looked at the woman not far away, and said.
"No, he alone is enough!"
The woman replied softly.
"The wheel-turning king, the king of equality?"
Yue Zhinu's eyes flashed coldly, she looked at the man in front, and said coldly, "What about you? Which one of the ten Yamas?"
"Me? Oh, the protector can guess by yourself!"
The man in the black and white cloak responded, the figure passed by, and the snow sword opened the yellow spring.
With a bang, the two swords exchanged again, and the ink-colored sword energy disappeared.
"No matter who you are, today, you will be buried here!
Yue Zhinu replied in a cold voice and pointed at the sword. In an instant, the upside-down water and moonlight rose into the sky, the sword light spread, and a round of Shenyue manifested in the sword realm.
"The runner, since it's here, can you help me now?" A man's voice came out of the landscape and said.
"Right on my mind"
The woman responded lightly, raised her slender hands, the second round of bright moon in the sky manifested, and the moon illuminated the world.
"Thank you!"
The man responded lightly, the figure passed by, and walked on the ink.
"Um?"
Yue Zhinu condensed her energy back to the sword, but felt that her body was stagnant and her move was blocked.
With a bang, the sword ink fell, the rumbling vibration resounded through the sword realm, and the sand was romantic.
In the battle situation on the other side, Bai Wangran swept across the distant battle situation, his expression changed slightly, and he stepped out to help.
"Think about the past, defeat me first!"
The king with black hair and white hair swept past, and a sword shook the former, and said coldly.
The evil ghost covers his face, the king is ruthless, the king of equality, and one of the ten major Yamas of the underworld.
"You are courting death!"
Bai Wangran's expression became gloomy, and with a wave of his hand, nine wind beads coiled into the air, and in an instant, the wind and thunder erupted, and Kuang Lan howled furiously.
The next moment, a black storm descends on the world, destroying mountains and rocks, and destroying everything in a hundred miles.
"Help"
Below, the little novices showed fear and panicked.
In the void, the Lord of Heavenly Buddha, who was in the battle with the Fourth Dharma Protector of the Demon Palace, saw this, shouted the Buddha's name, turned his palms to condense the essence, and the Dharma protects all beings.
The golden light came into the world, criss-crossed, and turned into a sky net to block Foshan, resisting the black storm that fell from the sky.
In the battle not far away, the eyes of the king of Xuanyi revealed murderous intent, the sword edge in his hand was turbulent, the sword edge changed accordingly, and the madness of the apocalypse reappeared, and the six-foot long sword was terrifying.
The magic sword fell, the void cracked, and the black sword light slashed the world, and landed on the storm with a bang. In the terrifying vibration, the storm dissipated and the magic disappeared.
In the roaring wind and waves, the two stood facing each other, hunting in clothes, killing more than a few points.
Just when the three-way battle situation started, on the peak in the distance, Yama, who was red-clothed and blood-haired, went to the Holy Palace of Magic alone, with a blood-colored sword in his hand, which was shocking.
"Senior, please retreat!"
He spoke again, calm as ever, the figure in red walked to the front ten feet and stopped.
"Should I say no?" Xie Tiance said lightly.
"Then you will be offended!"
As soon as the words fell, the stars in the sky were shining from the sky, reflecting the sword, the red clothes moved instantly, the sword opened life and death, and the king of hell judged.
Xie Tiance also pointed to block the sword, and then a finger popped out, and with a loud bang, the sword edge was shaken away.
"Soul Eater"
The battle situation was separated, Xie Tiance's palm turned over, the dim light spread, and he responded toughly, testing the depth of the incoming people.
The red-clothed figure stepped on his footsteps, his body was illusory, and he was in a popular move, avoiding layer after layer of dim light.
"thorn"
The sound of clothes and silk being torn rang out, and on Jie Tiance's arm, the brocade fur was torn apart, and the sword light swept across, by a tiny margin.
Xie Tiance looked back, looked at the figure behind him, did not make another move, and said calmly, "I am very curious, it has been many years since the underworld was destroyed, who are you guys?"
The figure in red waved his sword and said lightly, "The underworld has never been destroyed, it's just coming out today!"
"So that's the case." Xie Tiance nodded and didn't ask any further questions. He looked at the distant battle situation and calmly said, "The whole army retreats!"