Projection of heavens

The night is dark and the moon is dim.

Outside the Xieji Sect's residence, a group of Buddhist masters headed by Dao Xin and other four holy monks came here in the moonlight.

The Evil Ji Sect has been the most hidden force among the two sects of the Demon Sect since Xie Bo, the first generation of Evil Emperor, and spread throughout the world since the previous generation of Evil Emperor Mo Yiming.

Ran Min, the Han general who assisted Shi Zhao's regime in Mo Yiming, was determined to drive away the Tartars, but with Ran Min's defeat, he was also forced to disappear.

His disciple Xiang Yutian Tianzong was a genius. Not only did he inherit the Xieji Sect, but his martial arts skills were even better than his own. Even though the Xieji Sect had not been vigorously developed for hundreds of years.

But it is also the most prosperous sect among the demon sects today.

"Buddhist Taoist letter!"

"Buddhist Emperor's Heart!"

"Buddhist Jiaxiang!"

"Buddhist wisdom!"

"Buddhism is empty!"

"Please see Mr. Xiang!"

The huge sound that penetrated the gold and cracked stone rolled away, shrouding the entire Evil Ji Sect station and resounding throughout the entire wilderness.

boom!

The lights suddenly turned on in the Evil Ji Sect's residence, countless torches were raised, and countless noisy footsteps sounded.

After the tea time, the masters of Xieji Sect rushed out of the station.

"Old Monk Daoxin! Why did our Xieji Sect cause trouble?"

Among the masters of the Xieji Sect, Zhou Laotan stepped out and shouted loudly.

Zhou Laotan was wearing a monk's robe, with a face as broad as a basin, a bulging chin, two thick lips protruding like bird pecks, and a pair of big eyes that looked like two will-o'-the-wisps. His body was short and fat, but his hands were as thick as tree trunks. His five fingers were as thick as carrots, and he was indescribably ferocious and evil.

The Buddhists couldn't help but frown secretly when they saw that Zhou Laotan had an evil aura and was wearing a monk's robe.

"Zhou Laotan, I wonder where your master is, the current evil emperor Xiang Yutian?"

Emperor Xin, who had the most violent temper among the four holy monks, snorted coldly, slapped the Zen staff in his hand, and shook the ground loudly while making sounds.

"I don't know, why are the four great saintly monks looking for my master?"

Zhou Laotan had not yet spoken, but a charming woman wearing palace attire standing behind him moved her steps lightly and spoke softly.

"It seems that Mr. Xiang is not here?"

A smile appeared on Daoxin's jade-like face. He put one palm up in front of his chest and chanted the Buddha's name loudly, saying: "The Evil Ji Sect is doing the opposite. Today, we are here to slay the devil!"

Boom!

As Daoxin spoke out, a group of Buddhist masters behind him roared loudly, and billowing sound waves suddenly erupted along with the surge of true energy!

"No! Bald Donkey is going crazy!"

"Kill! Kill these bald donkeys!"

"kill!"

The expressions of everyone in the Xieji Sect suddenly changed, and they knew that they could not do anything good. They immediately took out their swords from their sheaths, twisted the air around them, and faced a group of Buddhist masters!

Clang!

The sound of countless swords being unsheathed sounded, countless monks' sticks and Zen knives were unsheathed, and the shouts of killing rose into the sky.

The strong wind swept across the sky and sent the bloody smell in all directions.

In just a few breaths, countless masters have died.

"Old bald donkey! When my master comes back, I will wipe out your Buddhist tradition!"

Zhou Laotan looked up to the sky and shouted loudly, thinking that these monks had gone crazy and stopped asking.

He suddenly took a step forward, and within the wide sleeves of his robe, his thick palm suddenly struck out, instantly killing several Buddhist masters who were attacking him.

"Oops! Why hasn't Master returned yet?"

Jin Huanzhen's face was ugly, his fingers spread wide, and a scarlet energy surged, killing the Buddhist master in front of him, and he was filled with shock and anger.

While the colorful clothes were dancing, I glanced around suddenly and saw countless heads of monks flashing in the moonlight, densely packed like a tide, and I couldn't help but feel cold in my heart.

Although the Xieji Sect is quite powerful, without Xiang Yutian, there is no way it can resist the Buddha Sect's overwhelming force.

The masters of the Buddhist sect surrounded all the Xieji sect members like a tide and started fighting. Only Daoxin, Jiaxiang, Liao Kong and others did not take action to prepare for a sudden attack on Yutian.

"Did Xiang Yutian really retreat?"

Jiaxiang put one hand on his chest, glanced at the fighting crowd, frowned and spoke.

"It may not be impossible, but we must be careful and not let him take advantage of us!"

Emperor Xin glanced at the advantageous battlefield with an indifferent expression and said calmly.

"It's a pity that after the First World War, countless Buddhists died unexpectedly!"

Daoxin muttered a Buddha's name and sighed.

The Xieji Sect was not prepared for the sudden attack of the Buddha Sect, and its power was not as powerful as the Demon Sect, so it was naturally at a disadvantage. However, the Xieji Sect had many masters, and it was almost impossible for the Buddhist Sect to achieve a complete victory.

"Rebirth in bliss is not a bad thing!"

Liao Kong's expression remained normal and he spoke calmly.

"Daoxin, Jiaxiang, you four little bald donkeys, how dare you attack our Holy Sect?"

At this moment, I don't know how far away in the wilderness, I suddenly remembered a cold, domineering voice full of murderous intent.

This sound does not penetrate the cracked gold and stone very well, it is as light as the breeze, but it contains an extremely strange and evil power!

Boom!

Along with the sound, the strong wind suppressed the wild grass in the wilderness.

In the moonlight, a figure wearing a black robe stirred up dust in the sky with a roar. He was dozens of feet away in one breath. Before he could even speak, he was already approaching the battlefield.

As the black robes danced, strong winds blew across the entire battlefield. Countless Buddhist masters screamed and were affected by the evil power in the sound waves, and died miserably among the masters of the Evil Sect!

The situation on the entire field suddenly reversed. A group of masters from the Evil Sect, shouting for the Holy Emperor, violently struck out, beating the masters from the Buddhist sect back again and again.

"Amitabha!"

Daoxin chanted the Buddha's name loudly, and the mighty Buddha's power vibrated with the sound waves, interrupting the evil voice of the visitor: "Mr. Xiang is an evil emperor, but he attacks a junior. It is really beneath his status!"

"Haha! Haha! The little bald donkey insists on winning the face!"

Wild laughter came from the black robe, and Daoxin's voice was immediately suppressed.

"Amitabha!"

The faces of the remaining old monks could not help but change slightly, and they all stepped out and chanted the Buddha's name loudly.

Boom!

The rolling sound waves resisted, and the violent force surged endlessly. The ground around them exploded, and dust covered the sky.

"ah!"

"ah!"

"ah!"

In the sound wave vibration that was almost visible to the naked eye, UU Reading www.uukanshu.net More than a thousand monks and hundreds of evil masters could not help but drop their weapons, hugging their heads and crying.

The entire battleground was filled with screams.

Buzz!

The air buzzed continuously, and the black figure was able to resist the combined efforts of Dao Xin and the other five people on his own, but he was still able to do so.

call!

Amidst the howling sound waves, the five old monks took a step back. As their sleeves and robes waved, their true energy surged endlessly, and they suffered minor injuries almost at the same time!

"Mr. Xiang is indeed worthy of being the evil emperor of the generation! He is really powerful!"

Daoxin's face flashed slightly pale, and he was amazed.

"What a great method! The Dao Heart Demon Cultivation Technique is worthy of being one of the four great magical arts!"

Liao Kong's strength was inferior to that of Daoxin and the other four. He took a few steps back and his expression changed continuously.