Eternal Gate

Whoosh!

Zhao Yun extinguished the Martial Buddha on the third day, and then ran to the other side.

Of the four Tianwu Buddhas in the land of Buddhism, he has destroyed three of them, leaving only the first Tianwu Buddha.

"Can't hold it anymore."

Before reaching that piece of world, I heard bluffs.

It's a little Wuling, like a stream of light running across the sky, it's a good fogger, but it's fighting power! The scum is a bit pitiful, even if he joins with the sky, he can't lift his head by the hammer.

Speaking of the sky, it is really miserable, bloody, there is no human form at all.

Looking at the Martial Buddha on the first day, it was not much better, and was very embarrassed by Xiao Wuling and Cang Qiong.

puff!

Blood flashed, and the sky bled again.

On the first day, Wu Buddha waved his hand, and his thoughts were surging, and he drowned it.

"Hey...you old bald donkey."

Xiao Wuling shouted aloud, then killed him again.

It is a fighting five scum, attacking Tianwu is like tickling it, and the only reliance is the sea of ​​fog.

"Little friend, killing is too serious, it's hard to achieve a right result."

On the first day, Wu Fo Dan said and walked out of the sea of ​​fog easily.

When it was over, Xiao Wuling was swept away and almost exploded with a palm.

Well...!

The sky trapped in the power of mind, like a land duck, thumps back and forth inside.

He is not a demon monarch, nor is he the enchantment of Zhao Yun and others. He is almost able to fight the Heavenly Martial Realm at the quasi-tian level, and he will be trapped in the power of thought without accident, or be forcibly reduced.

At the moment of crisis, Zhao Yun came to the sky.

He was really overbearing and stepped on the ocean of thought power with one foot.

On the first day, Wu Fo snorted, kicked back, a lot of surprise in his eyes.

"Thank you for coming."

The sky coughed up blood, and the pace was staggering.

Xiao Wuling also leaned forward and landed on Zhao Yun's shoulder. This fleshy little man was also coughing up blood on his chest, coughing and whispering, "You have to remember a great thing for me."

Without saying a word, Zhao Yun attacked Wufo on the first day, with an unparalleled punch.

On the first day, Wufo's expression changed, and the power of this punch made his heart tremble.

Before thinking about it, he stood still, folded his hands together, and performed a big golden bell that enveloped him. This is the secret method of Buddhist defense. The bell is engraved with Buddha patterns and surrounded by Buddha characters.

Unfortunately, this is far from enough.

Zhao Yun's golden fist blasted and punched through.

puff!

On the first day, Wu Fo spurted blood on the spot, turning out like a sandbag.

Zhao Yun followed like a shadow, before waiting for the first day of the Martial Buddha to settle down, he gave him another punch. The fist became more powerful, shattering the body-protecting Golden Buddha, and even the body of the Tianwu Buddha.

"Dharma: To save sentient beings."

On the first day, Wu Buddha put his hands together again, and the Buddha sounded through the sky.

As his words fell, a round of golden sun rose slowly, and he merged into the sun, and there was a bright and peaceful Buddha light bursting, seemingly able to illuminate the darkness, and the Buddha light was extremely destructive.

Xiao Wu Ling saw it, and Sa Yazi ran away.

The sky was staggered in one step, and the blood was almost destroyed.

Zhao Yun was as strong as ever, blasting through the sun with a punch.

puff!

On the first day, Wu Fo bled blood and fell from the sky.

Zhao Yun flipped his hand and slapped it down. The big Luo palm was magnificent and majestic. The vast expanse of the sea was beaten out of the waves, and the Tianwu Buddha who fell into it was beaten to pieces in an instant.

Awesome!

Cang Qiong and Xiao Wuling grinned.

The two of them did most of the night, and they were not as good as Zhao Yun's three punches.

On the first day of the martial arts, it should be very depressed to die. The sleeping Buddha has been around for eight thousand years. I don't know how much Buddhism and power of thought have been deposited. In this era, it was actually destroyed by a quasi-celestial realm.

Zhao Yun didn't stop, rushing to the battlefield between Tianwu and Zhunxian.

Lifting his eyes and looking there, the world is shrouded in the light of Buddha.

Quasi-Xiang is not comparable to the Heavenly Martial Realm. Although it is not a real fairy, it is not comparable to ordinary Celestial Martial Arts. If it is not for the strong foundation of the Demon Lord and the Queen, it is far from her opponent, and can be defeated but cannot be killed.

When Zhao Yun arrived, it coincided with the three of them hitting hard and regretting it.

The demon king and the queen were all shaken back, and the void that stepped on was thunderous.

The Buddhist saints are not much better, and the Buddha's light is mottled again.

"Sister, I have come to find you for cause and effect."

Zhao Yun let out a faint sound, and set himself in the sky with a slight step.

Prajna's eyes are not clean, and there is a hint of hideousness and tyranny flashing through. It is time for cause and effect. She and Zhao Yun also have a karma relationship. If you want to become a Buddha, you must not only save the devil, but also save the Ji mark.

"I don't die... endlessly."

Zhao Yun snorted coldly and swung his sword to cut open a galaxy.

The Prajna Buddha's hand lifted lightly, and it was easily wiped out with a palm, and then there was a light of Buddha struck, stained with the power of treacherous resentment, and it was Zhao Yun's background, was shocked, and his body was bloodied on the spot.

break!

When the demon shook his sonorously, he opened the ocean of thought power with a halberd.

The queen attack came afterwards, and a finger of the fairy light pierced the sky.

puff!

Prajna bleeds blood, stepping back.

At this moment, a piercing sword roar resounded.

It is Zhao Yun's instant lore, a sword of wind and thunder destroys the dryness.

lb!

The sound of the metal collision was crisp, and the instantaneous sword was blocked by the body guard golden Buddha.

Prajna Buddha's body trembled lightly, and there was a Buddha's light inside his body. Zhao Yun was flying across the sky. The blood gully printed on his chest was extremely difficult to recover, and even his true essence and immortal power had been wiped out a lot.

Zheng!

In the inverted flight, Zhao Yun cut back with Zhuxian Jue.

There was a clicking sound, and the golden Buddha of Prajna body guard split on the spot.

The demon king stepped across the virtual sky, shot out with a palm in the space, and completely shattered the golden Buddha. The queen who arrived later swept a purple halo into a purple sword aura, ignoring the flesh, and attacked the Prajna Martial Spirit.

The blushing blood exploded, and the body of the Prajna Buddha was stained with blood again.

In the light of blood, she changed her form, her shiny hair turned into a **** color, and the turbulent thought power all over her body turned into a black evil spirit, and even the Buddha's eyes became scarlet.

"Magic?"

Zhao Yun muttered in his heart, the light in his eyes was deep.

I really underestimated the Buddhist saints, who hated demons so much, they actually resorted to the forbidden method of demons.

Not only him, but even the Demon Lord and the Demon Empress frowned, especially the Demon Empress, who was once one of the twin worlds.

This scene is ironic.

The Buddhist saint prides herself on being merciful and can't wait to kill all demons in the world.

Now, even she herself has become a demon. The incense she inherited and the power of thought she absorbed have now become demon evil. Seeing the tyrannical aura and bloodthirsty spirit, she is more like a demon than a demon.

boom!

The sky trembled.

There is a black halo spreading across the world with Prajna as the center.

Both Zhao Yun and the demon king and the queen were shaken back. The Buddhist saints of the quasi-immortal level, after falling into the demon, their strength increased so much that they approached the real immortal, and she was quite a sign of soaring.

"Wait...you are going to die."

Prajna snorted coldly, his eyes flashed with ferocious light.

The billowing evil spirits concealed the darkness of the sky.

"You are a Buddha or a demon."

The queen stood lightly, speaking plainly.

In the same way, Mojun and Zhao Yun also wanted to ask.

"I am compassionate, but if I confuse the world and invade my heart, then I will kill all sentient beings."

The words of Prajna are cold and dead, like the imprint of a spell, engraved in the vast sky.

All the moon gods who listened to this talk laughed. If the Buddha is stunned, it is not necessary to have a face. However, she is not surprised that the Buddha, who is more reasonable than the Prajna, has seen too much.

"Magic Forbidden: Buddha Shitian."

Prajna whispers, pinch the tactics at will.

Zhao Yun and the three people only felt that there was darkness in front of them, and the whole world was dark.

Zhao Yun didn't know it, but the Demon Lord and the Queen knew that in the darkness of today, a large space was completely isolated from the outside world. The two of them had never expected that the Buddha's forbidden method of demons would have such power.

Not over yet.

After the darkness, Dongfang Cangmian performed a round of the sun.

Following this, the West turned into a moon with stars in the middle.

No matter the sun, moonlight or starlight, they are all devastating.

All three knew that Prajna wanted to wipe them out of the darkness.

In this way, when the darkness is gone, she will still be a Buddha, still the embodiment of compassion and justice. In her opinion, the process is not important. Whether it is killed or reduced, she will force cause and effect.

"The sea of ​​bitterness is boundless, and turning back is the shore."

Prajna is not seen in the dark, but her words resound infinitely.

As her words fell, the sun, moon, and stars all bloomed with the light of dying.

Hum!

The demon king's bloodline turns into a bow with his true essence and immortal power, and shoots it against the sky.

The dazzling sun was pierced by an arrow by him, and the scattered sunlight also collapsed on the spot.

At the same instant, the queen condensed a purple light, which struck the moon.

Zhao Yun was also overbearing, with a sword inserted into the sky, and the illusory body of the sword extended infinitely.

His energy and blood were tumbling, and his immortal power was surging and majestic. Holding the Long Yuan sword violently stirred the wind and clouds, and the dimly stirred sky flashed and thundered, and the stars collapsed one by one, and the stars lost their light.

Well...!

Prajna murmured, and the whole darkness swayed for a while.

The queen ascended into the sky one step at a time, like a purple light immersed in the darkness.

She invaded the physique of the Prajna, forcibly the same body as the Prajna twin.

Zhao Yun and the Demon Lord were not idle either, they all shot together, the peak blow hit the same place, the dark world suddenly exploded, the light reappeared in the world, and the Buddhist saint who blended with the darkness fell down. When he came out, the Buddha's body was stained with blood, and both the Buddha's light and the evil spirit had lost the power they should have.

The queen separated again.

And the Prajna regained its original form.

Her quasi-xian-level aura was declining bit by bit.

"I'm right."

Her devilishness has not subsided, but intensified.

At this moment, she is neither a demon nor a Buddha, but more like a crazy person.

Wrong and right.

Good and evil.

At the moment it seems unclear.

The three of Zhao Yun did not attack again.

There is no need to attack.

Prajna should be too deep in the demon barrier, the Buddha's heart has collapsed, the incense and the power of thought have disappeared in an instant, her cultivation realm, her foundation and foundation, have all been backlashed, and disappeared invisibly, her blood-stained Buddha body , Also reflected in the dim moonlight, gradually turned into wisps of mist with the wind.

"I'm right."

Even at this moment, Prajna is still hissing.

Whether she was wrong is not judged, but she did disturb her cause and effect.

The stars are shining.

The moonlight is bright and clear.

The Buddhist saint was completely wiped out while hissing.

In the red world, there seemed to be a ray of Buddha's sound to see her off.

To be precise, it was to see her off.

Even the Moon God does not deny that the Buddha's original intention was good.

This is a period of cause and effect without right and wrong, or... it is karma.