The best medical god in the city

Chapter 8987

The dark sword energy converged into a nightmare airflow, cutting towards Ye Chen overwhelmingly.

"Boy, you are dead today!"

"Dzi Bead Transformation, suppress it for me!"

Hong Chunqiu grinned grimly, and borrowed the power of the demon goddess to perform the ancient forbidden technique, the change of dzi beads. The dark dzi beads flashing with magic light burst out from his hands, and hit Ye Chen like falling stars.

"Not good, not good! Little guy, we might die today!"

Venerable Fahua yelled, if it was a Demon Ancestor Wutian, or just a Hong Chunqiu, he could deal with it.

But the combination of the two, and the will of the witch behind him, made the situation dangerous, and he felt suffocated.

Ye Chen gritted his teeth. Seeing that Mozu Wutian and Hong Chunqiu joined forces to kill him, he had to borrow the power of Venerable Fahua to keep dodging.

At the same time, Ye Chen sent out his will, wanting to call the elders of the ancient Buddha holy land.

However, Hong Chunqiu had been guarding against Ye Chen's move for a long time. When he just arrived, he used the witch's will power to seal off the surrounding void and isolate everything.

The battle taking place here is completely invisible from the outside.

Ye Chen wanted to ask for help, but he absolutely couldn't.

In the outside world, many elders of the ancient Buddhist holy land, as well as Xiao Xinghe, Patriarch Ran Deng, Master Chi Feng, Ye Lan, Zang Hai, etc., visited the core area of ​​the battlefield with their spiritual senses, but they couldn't find anything.

They only saw a layer of mist covering the entire core area of ​​the battlefield.

That layer of smog was just the explosion of Ye Chen and the demon ancestor Wutian, the Buddha and the demon fighting, but it has not dissipated until now, and the Buddha's light has faded, but the demonic energy has become stronger and stronger, which looks very strange.

"What's going on here? Could it be that the Lord of Reincarnation is about to be killed by Demon Ancestor Wutian?"

The elders of many ancient Buddhist holy places looked at each other in blank dismay, but they didn't know the truth.

In the core area of ​​the battlefield, even though Ye Chen borrowed the power of Venerable Fahua, it was still very difficult for one against two, and he gradually fell into a desperate situation.

"Ye Chen, give you a chance, submit to me, and help me deal with Martial Ancestor, I can spare you."

Suddenly, in the void, a cold female voice came out, it was the voice of a witch.

When Hong Chunqiu heard it, he was taken aback for a moment, and said: "Boy, the witch personally invited you, why don't you surrender quickly?"

But I thought in my heart: "You must never agree!"

He thought that if Ye Chen surrendered, where would he have a place in front of the witch in the future?
Ye Chen didn't care what Hong Chunqiu was thinking, when he heard the witch's request, he didn't even hesitate, and said, "I said, I can't betray Martial Patriarch Master."

The witch snorted coldly and said, "If you are stubborn, then you will die!"

After her words fell, the magic power in the void vibrated, and the billowing magic energy roared.

The witch mark on Hong Chunqiu's forehead shone with the brightest fierce light, and even thorns were pulled out from the mark.

This scene was quite strange. On Hong Chunqiu's forehead, a large number of thorns grew out, like vines leading to each other, quickly spreading to the ground, covering the entire venue.

"My lord witch, calm down, calm down."

Hong Chunqiu screamed, unable to bear the power of the witch's will.

However, the witch didn't care about his life, she just used his body to show her will to kill.

A large number of thorns grew and turned into human-eating demons, rushing towards Ye Chen ferociously.

That is the killing scene of the Throne of Thorns!
The witch sat on the throne of thorns, and the first person she wanted to kill was Ye Chen!

Ye Chen's pupils contracted, and he felt that each of those thorns was covered with bloody killing intent, and the sharp barbs growing on them were sharp enough to penetrate a person's soul.

Thorns and thorns quickly climbed up Ye Chen's body, trying to entangle him and pierce him to death.

"Damn!"

Ye Chen gritted his teeth, only felt that his skin was pierced, and the pain spread from his heart.

At the juncture of life and death, he was ready to sacrifice the Tianjun Fengshen Monument and fight desperately.

"Amitabha!"

But at this moment, a voice of Buddha singing, piercing through the clouds and fog, suddenly resounded in the field.

All I saw was that the fog of devilish energy that sealed off the battlefield was pierced by a beam of Buddha's light, and completely dissipated.

Dozens of eminent monks from the ancient Buddhist shrines came here with the Buddha's light adorned.

The leader is the Supreme Elder of the Ancient Buddha Holy Land, the interim ruler, the junior brother of the former Patriarch Wuxin, Master Duxin!
Behind these dozens of eminent monks in the Holy Land, there are Patriarch Ran Deng, Xiao Xinghe, Master Chi Feng, Ye Lan, Zang Hai and others, all flying to the battlefield quickly.

I saw Master Duxin pointing a flower, and the Buddha's light burst out like a sword, cutting off all the thorns on the scene, and also rescued Ye Chen.

Ye Chen breathed a sigh of relief when he saw many eminent monks from the ancient Buddhist holy land came to help.

"You old bald donkeys, how did you get here?"

Seeing that he was exposed, Hong Chunqiu panicked.

"Witch, look at the sky."

Master Duxin spoke in a stern voice, pointing to the sky, but he was speaking to the witch.

He also knew that Hong Chunqiu was just a pawn, and the master behind it was the witch.

Hong Chunqiu looked up and saw a huge phantom of Buddha manifested above the battlefield.

That is exactly the phantom image of Sakyamuni Buddha.

Shakyamuni Buddha's Dharma image had always had his eyes tightly closed, but at this moment, he actually opened his eyes!

The Buddha opened his eyes, and the majestic Buddha's light illuminated everything. There are thousands of auspicious clouds, twelve-color auspicious clouds floating, mist and light, rainbows in the sky, and the singing of Sanskrit shakes the world, which is shocking.

(End of this chapter)