At the foot of Cuiyun Mountain, it was originally a battlefield that was alive and dead, but the battle was no longer intense, but it entered garbage time.

After all, Yang Jian, who broke through to the highest realm, has become the most critical part of the entire battle, and is enough to reverse any situation. The leaders of all parties naturally know that winning or losing is actually destined. The only question is when Yang Jian will come back.

In this way, the masters led by the great Bodhisattvas of Buddhism were actually already afraid and just wanted to retreat before Yang Jian returned, fearing that they would become the second Pure and Wonderful Bodhisattva and would sacrifice their lives in vain.

"Wanghai Bodhisattva, calculate the time, Yang Jian may come back at any time. According to my opinion, it is better for us to retreat for the time being." Puxian Bodhisattva came to Wanghai Bodhisattva and suggested for the third time.

At this time, Wang Hai also looked hesitant. Although she was already convinced by Yun Xiang's plan, under Yang Jian's absolute strength, the conspiracy was meaningless. Therefore, although she was given Yun Xiang's advice early in the morning, she was still a little confused.

"Wanghai Bodhisattva, you must not withdraw your troops!" An anxious voice came over, but it was the newly-represented Arhat Fuhu. He only heard him say: "We are here to attack the Flame Mountain with great fanfare. If we go back in shame, how can we explain to the Buddha? The Bodhisattva of Pure and Wonderful Dharma died in front of everyone. If we do not avenge him, what will the people in the sect think of us?"

The two Bodhisattvas were stunned and turned around and saw that the Tiger-Fugui Arhat looked righteous, which was quite different from the usual submissive expression. The Puxian Bodhisattva frowned and said, "The Tiger-Fugui Arhat has something to do. Now Yang Jian's cultivation has improved greatly. Even if the Buddha personally came, he might not be able to deal with it. Isn't it different from the sacrificing death in vain?"

The tiger-subduing Arhat combined the ten paths: "Good, good, the Buddha said, those who do evil, gain is loss, and those who do good are gains. I only know that I will eliminate demons and protect the Buddha with one mind, and even if I die, I will have no regrets. If the two Bodhisattvas decide to withdraw their troops, I will be willing to stay here to show my ambitions by death."

After this official speech, the Bodhisattva Puxian was speechless. Wanghai Bodhisattva pondered for a moment and praised: "Although the Tiger Arhat is only a new position of success, he is well versed in the original meaning of Buddhism, which makes me ashamed. I have decided that if I cannot obtain any good results today, I will never return to the Buddha in the West."

Wang Hai held the Buddha's decree in his hand and had the right to make decisions in the face of battle. Since she had spoken, the Bodhisattvas led by Puxian had to give up, but they all complained in their hearts.

When he looked at the Fuhu Arhat again, a curiosity flashed in Wanghai's eyes, but she didn't know that although the Fuhu Arhat seemed to be righteous and ruthless at this time, he actually had two wars and sweated coldly. If it weren't for Yun Xiang's fear of settlement with him, he would be the first to escape. At this time, he was just praying in his heart that Yun Xiang's plan would be smooth.

Just now, I suddenly heard a cold shout from the horizon: "Stop it all!"

Everyone was shocked and quickly looked at the sound, but saw three figures flying towards them. The leader was slim and long hair was floating. It was a woman, not someone else, but Xie Xiaorong, the head of the Foyuan Xiangxie who had escaped before. As for the other two, they were naturally Bai Wushuang and Rong Zu.

The three of them were able to come back safely, which naturally boosted the spirit of the Buddhist coalition, but the Fire Mountain coalition was shocked. No one had expected that these three people would be able to be safe and safe, and they even came back before Yang Jian.

Phoenix was overjoyed and hurriedly met him, saying with concern: "Sister Xie, Sister Bai, Ancestor Rong, are you okay?"

A faint smile appeared on Xie Xiaorong's face and nodded, "It's okay."

Bodhisattva Wanghai hurriedly said, "Three donors, don't you know where Erlang Zhenjun is now?"

"Yang Jian?" Old Ancestor Rong sneered, but did not answer. He just flashed down and threw a round thing in the middle of the battlefield, saying lightly: "You can see it yourself."

Everyone looked closely and was shocked. Although this thing was covered in blood, the eyebrows could still see clearly. It was nothing else, but Yang Jian's head. The head was opened with his eyes wide open, as if he was expressing anger and unwillingness. The most miserable thing was that his eyes on his forehead, who was shaking the Three Realms, were directly snatched out, leaving only a black blood hole.

"Dead?" Everyone was stunned and stood there on the spot, with an incredible look in their eyes.

Among the army at Guanjiangkou, the six Saints of Meishan were already flying out, holding the head in their hands, checked carefully for a while, and then cried in unison: "True Lord, you are dead so miserable!"

At this moment, everyone was no longer confused and shocked. When they looked at Xie Xiaorong and the other two, they became extremely scared. Even the Great Saint Bull Demon King of Pingtian could not help but feel a little chill in his heart.

Although Yang Jian only had an hour to break through to the Supreme Realm, the Supreme Realm was the Supreme Realm. No matter what means Xie Xiaorong and the other two used to kill him, it was enough to shock the entire Three Realms.

Meishan Grand Marshal Zhang Boshi angrily pointed at Xie Xiaorong and the other two and said, "Mysterious, but have you killed my true lord?"

Bai Wushuang chuckled and said, "The heads are in our hands. If we say that we didn't kill them, I'm afraid no one would believe it?"

Another Meishan Grand Marshal Kang Anyu said, "Mystery, do you know that my true lord is the Jade Emperor's nephew. If he hurts his life like this, isn't he afraid that the Jade Emperor will blame him?"

Bai Wushuang said: "It's really funny. There is no eye on the battlefield. Could it be that just because he is the Jade Emperor's nephew, he only allows him to kill people, and no one is allowed to kill him? Death at our hands only means that he is not capable. Even if the Jade Emperor knows, he is afraid he has nothing to say."

At this time, Bodhisattva Wanghai also said at the right time: "Good, good, what the three donors said is the most true. Fighting between the two sides is like life and death. Erlang Zhenjun was defeated by three, and he ended up in a different place, but he could not blame others. I would like to thank the three who avenged great revenge for my pure and wonderful Dharma Bodhisattva."

Xie Xiaorong had known Wang Hai’s current identity, so she smiled faintly and said, “Wang Hai Bodhisattva does not need much ritual. You have a lot of fate with me, Xiangxi. If you have time in the future, you should get closer to me."

Although Wanghai Bodhisattva had prejudices about the Buddha's fate, he had to put the eleven rituals at this time and said happily: "Since the donor has his order, I should obey it."

Unexpectedly, before the two of them could exchange a few greetings, Kang Anyu shouted angrily: "You are insincerely punished by the True Lord of our family. The brothers at Guanjiangkou, why don't you kill these monsters with me and avenge the True Lord?"

While speaking, the few people waved their weapons and rushed towards Xie Xiaorong.
Chapter completed!