On the top of Beiming Mountain, Demon Master Kunpeng smiled. The Witch Clan was in ruins, and even Zhu Jiuyin was in danger of death. He looked at Qingluo, and the more he looked at it, the more he liked it. It was a pity that he had been included in the Demon Clan before he rose to power.
There was a hint of approval in Bai Ze's eyes, and he decided the situation in a matter of seconds, doing something that no one else could do. The little snake demon by the side of Yunmeng Ze turned into a giant.
On the way, Styx was in a daze. He wanted to laugh out loud, but he felt a little scared and couldn't laugh out loud.
On Jin'ao Island in the East China Sea, Our Lady of Jin Ling lost her mind and said: "The four swords of Zhu Xian were borrowed from his hand and were not humiliated."
In the wall of the plane, Nuwa, one of the five saints, smiled and was very satisfied.
Mother Chunti and Amitabha also smiled in approval.
Yuanshi Tianzun was silent, and I was silent.
Qingluo, whose body has merged with the Evernight City, raised his head to look at the sky. The calamity clouds in the sky did not recede, but became even more condensed!
There was no worry on Qingluo's face, and he felt blessed in his heart. He sensed an opportunity, a further opportunity for the great road!
He used the light of the Zhuxian Sword to cover the aura of the magic weapon inside the golden lotus. The sword was hidden in the lotus. Behind the sword was a spiritual gourd with a needle in the gourd. Behind the needle was a thunderous strike combined with the Zhuxian Sword that had been charging for a long time. One link after another, in an instant,
Victory or defeat is determined in between.
Qingluo Yuanshen is very tired, because he is still deducing the worlds in the world of evolution. He has just made several moves and is still planning all kinds of accidents, planning all possible crises, calculating the plan of Styx, deducing the four
The ancestral witch has the strength and the four different killing intentions of the Four Swords of Zhu Xian, and then uses all his efforts to force the enemy into a desperate situation.
Every step must be deduced countless times to ensure that it is foolproof, otherwise one step will be wrong and every step will be in danger!
No one would say that Qingluo's sneak attack or victory without force, a war between armies and armies, with evenly matched generals fighting, was a joke in ancient times.
The rules are set by the strong, and the prehistoric era will only sing the name of the winner!
If Qingluo fell today, no one would care about four ancestral witches besieging one person, and the world would only remember that it was the witch clan who broke through the Celestial City.
The blue sky has not receded, and he is still sitting in the middle of the sky, closing his eyes and resting his mind, resting his spirit.
Ge Kun on the other side was still sitting in the phantom of Tianzhu, refining the three beasts.
One to the east and one to the west, they sit together in the middle of the sky.
Following the guidance of the Three Thousand Buddhas and Three Generations of Buddhas, the tide of faith beneath me gradually faded away from the stain of the sea of ​​blood and headed west again.
As the wave of faith moves westward, it is also accompanied by calamity clouds in the sky, which makes many powerful people secretly frightened.
Qingluo raised his eyes to look at the sky, and then looked at the tide of faith. A wide line of sea and sky slowly flowed from the bottom of Tiancheng to the west. The four masters and disciples of Tang Monk also walked out of Tiancheng, intending to step into the rolling tide again and head west to Lingshan Mountain.
Tang Monk and others bowed down and saluted Qingluo's white figure.
But Sun Wukong trembled all over and bowed down suddenly.
Refining the Taoist mind on the top of Huaguo Mountain, one can only realize enlightenment after being ignorant for thousands of years.
Only now did he realize that it was this senior who helped him train his Taoist heart and forge the heart of a strong man on those moonlit nights. Sun Wukong witnessed the battle in Tiancheng, and Qingluo demonstrated with his own body what the heart of a strong man is and what the heart of the great road is.
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Even if I am besieged on all sides, ambushed on all sides, and have thousands of troops, my heart is strong and I am invincible in the world. Real perseverance, boldness, and great wisdom are not driven by ignorant brute force like him, but by having a wise heart and understanding.
Take action on your own and defeat the enemy boldly.
Under Qingluo's majestic body in white clothes, the four masters and disciples of Tang Monk were like ants, tiny and difficult to detect.
Tang Monk clasped his hands together and said gratefully: "Thank you, Immortal, for protecting us. This poor monk wants to go west and cannot see the wonders of the Celestial City. I will say goodbye today. I'm nagging you."
On Qingluo's face, the old waves are no longer happy, and he has no resentment or hatred towards Jin Chanzi. Cause and effect are clear, and he cares about himself.
But Qingluo still spoke. "Holy monk, wait a minute, the great catastrophe of heaven and earth has not yet ended, and the journey to the west is impassable. Please stay for a while before proceeding."
After that, he flicked his sleeves, and the breeze blew over and sent Tang Monk and the three of them into the city that never turns dark, without even giving them a chance to distinguish themselves.
He then looked at Sun Wukong who was kneeling on the ground to thank him, and said: "You and I have no master-disciple relationship. It doesn't have to be like this. In the future, Buddhism will need you to save it from great catastrophes, so you should take care of it!"
Sun Wukong was stunned and didn't know why, and was sent back to the city by Qingluo Yixiu.
Qingluo raised his head and looked with deep eyes at the forefront of the wave of faith, which at this moment had already spread across the southwest of the wilderness and the Southwest Sea.
The vastness of the two seas intersects, the sky and the sea merge into one color, the entire world becomes an ocean, and azure is the only color.
Qing Luo sighed and looked towards the abyss of the deep sea. What should come will always come.
Since it is a catastrophe of heaven, earth, Taoism, Buddha, and demons, and all Taoism and Buddha have emerged, how can the demons remain silent? In the southwest Demon Abyss Sea, the Demonic Ancestral Land opens its demon door, and endless demonic thoughts of seven emotions and six desires turn into endless demons and rush into the tide of faith.
The sky and the earth are divided into two colors, one is blue and the other is dark.
Thousands of Buddhas in Western Buddhism were shocked. If the water of the Sea of ​​Blood is just trouble, then the methods of the demons are terrifying!
At the Great Thunder Sound Temple on the top of Lingshan Mountain, the Tathagata Buddha suddenly appeared in a golden light and preached: "Namo Amitabha!
There is a demonic calamity, and the enemy of life and death in our Buddhist sect will be retreated. The Peacock King Buddha of the Ming Dynasty guards Lingshan, and the ancient Buddhas burn lanterns and follow them to protect the teachings and eliminate the demons together!"
Three thousand Buddhas marched mightily eastward, from west to east, with golden lotuses sprouting all over the land, endless light as the sun, fragrance assailing their nostrils, bursts of Buddha's sound, the Buddha's light shining everywhere, and all living beings bowing before them.
The nine-grade golden lotus under the Tathagata Buddha's seat has ignited the Buddha's flame. The World-Honored One uses the power of the nine-grade golden lotus to suppress the original source of evil. He boldly dispatches three thousand Buddhas and eight heavenly dragons, protective Jialan, one hundred thousand Buddhist monks, Bodhisattva Arhats, and one
In time, golden dragons fly into the sky, giant tigers swoop into the clouds, lotus flowers are everywhere, and thousands of acres of Qingyun bloom.
The wave of faith is related to the great prosperity of Buddhism. It is the most important thing. Buddhism was not worried about the water of the sea of ​​​​blood before, but the demons, the mortal enemies of Buddhism, must not be underestimated, especially in the land of demon abyss, there is a demon comparable to Hunyuan.
My ancestor, even if he was once a Tathagata junior sister and a disciple of Taoism, once he became a demon, he would become a monster. Who dares to take it lightly?
The Buddha and his party came eastward and met Maitreya and Avalokitesvara who were trapped by the twelve-grade black lotus.
The combined power of thousands of Buddhas and the relics of thousands of lights illuminated the heavens, driving away the Black Lotus of Destruction of the World. I don’t know if it drove back or retreated on its own, but Avalokitesvara and Maitreya were already out of trouble.
In the past, when the ancient Buddha came to the west, the four great quasi-sages of Buddhism came together, three thousand Buddhas gathered together, and one hundred thousand followers, they were already at the peak of their teaching power.
Buddhas move quickly, and countless demonic thoughts from the ancestral land of the Demonic Abyss enter the tide of faith. Once the demonic thoughts are connected with these beliefs, countless creatures lose their reason due to desire, fall into desire, or become demons in the world, seeking for what they want.
Not responsible for the means.
There are billions of creatures in the world, and once the demonic thoughts cover the tide of faith, the demon clan will have countless followers who can transform into demons.
The wave of faith is the well-intentioned desire of countless living beings, but now it has been entered into the sea by evil thoughts and entered into faith, which has greatly enhanced the world's satisfaction of desires and longings. In an instant, the wave of faith has turned into a sea of ​​desire and suffering.
Chapter completed!