"Amoda Buddha bless you! Supreme Master, please listen to the prayers of your devout followers!"

The dream monster monk looked up at the violent storm of sword blades around him, hiding in the soul barrier of the old Black Mountain demon. Feeling the terrifying attack from outside, he immediately knelt on the ground in fear and prayed: "Save your poor helpless believer.

..."

He looked like a frightened child, without the majesty of a ninth-grade strong man at all.

Staring at the thin barrier shield caused by the constant attacks of the sword, Bai Lian and others panicked for a while.

Chen Ruoshui, the Holy Mother of White Lotus, screamed repeatedly: "I haven't taken revenge on Tang Buren yet, I can't die here!"

Zeng Qiaorou, on the other hand, stared at Jian Shisan across from him with a guilty look on her face, not paying any attention to the sword violence that emanated innate energy from the outside world.

He said to himself with a despairing expression: "Maybe this is also a kind of relief!"

"Amadao Buddha...save your loyal servant!" The dream-monster lay on the ground, prostrate himself to the ground, and shouted in despair.

At this time, the soul power barrier is like a small boat floating in the vast and endless sea, suffering the impact of stormy waves.

Seeing that the shield is about to be wiped out and shattered.

The monster's body trembled, and the skull on its body also made sounds.

The monster squinted and saw four weak ghosts standing silently beside him, and immediately said viciously: "It's time for you to sacrifice your lives for me!"

"Ah~ Ghost King! You can't do this to us..."

"Wang Zun... have mercy on me!"

"No...no...no..."

The monster waved his hand casually, and a sinister storm rose up, and the souls of the four ghost kings floated into the monster's skeleton uncontrollably.

With the supplement of soul power, the soul power barrier suddenly solidified by three points, and could withstand the impact of sword violence from the outside world.

The old demon from Montenegro shouted crazily: "Wet dream, haven't you contacted the owner yet?"

"Hurry, hurry! My words of prayer have been spread using secret techniques. I don't know if the master will be willing to take action for us humble servants..." The dream-monster lay on the ground and said sadly.

"Dugu Feng, deal with them as soon as possible. Just now, Pindao sensed a surge of supreme spiritual thoughts sweeping past him. I fear things will change soon!" Zhong Lingzi reminded Dugu Feng, who was standing in the sky, in a loud voice.

Outside the Sword Realm.

"Seventh Master, Eighth Master! We really don't need to help you?" Gudebai looked at the black and white in front of him with worry.

Bai Wuchang thanked Bian and said, "How about I let you set up a trap around the temple to hide the ghosts?"

"Master Qi! Everything is at your disposal, everything is in order..." one of the coffin bearers replied.

"Well! The battle inside is up to you. We can just wait for the horror inside to appear. Now is not the time for us to take action!" Fan Wujiu stared at the terrifying atmosphere inside Lanruo Temple with a solemn expression.

"My lord's sword formation!"

At the remnant of the Zhuxian formation, Gudbai and the coffin bearers were excited.

"As long as no accident occurs, your life should not be in danger!"

Gudbai murmured to himself: "As expected of you, sir! You can create a supreme killing array in the land of ants..."

His words were full of admiration and adoration.

At this time, Xie Bian frowned and said, "Here we come!"

"You sensed it too?" Fan Wuji frowned.

"Damn it! Why is he a bald donkey again? This disgusting Buddha's light..." Goode said in a deep voice, his big dark face turning blue and white.

On the ruins of Lanruo Temple, the headless Buddha statue suddenly shined with Buddha's light.

Different from the golden, peaceful and peaceful Buddha light that we usually see, this Buddha light is as dark as ink.

It exudes an enchanting magic that makes people willingly sacrifice their souls.

But it also contains the brilliant and vast light of Buddhism. Two completely non-existent auras exist strangely, without any sense of disharmony, and are organically blended together.

It kept overflowing from the niche in front of the Buddha statue.

It gives people a weird feeling of being both a Buddha and a demon.

"No! It's not Buddhism..." Xie Bi'an's expression changed drastically.

He has never seen such a strange aura, which contains the compassion of Buddhism, the aura of Shura from the demon world, and the seductive breath of the underworld.

Fan Wujiu looked at the dark Buddha light rising in the courtyard and said in astonishment: "During the time we disappeared, what kind of demons and monsters appeared in the human world?"

"Is it because we are falling behind?"

Everyone stood in the distance with stiff faces, staring blankly at the strange Buddha light in the sky, and remained silent for a long time.

Gudebai felt the existence of Buddha, ghost or demon inside, and asked in astonishment: "Then will the trap we set up to hide the ghost still be effective?"

"Act according to the opportunity! If it doesn't work, just trigger the thunder. Anyway, you can't make mistakes, otherwise I will die!" Xie Bi'an said with a serious face.

...

Zhong Lingzi said with fear: "No! It's too late, we are being targeted..."

The lingering dream monster monk hiding under the shield of soul power suddenly stood up and danced, excitedly saying: "King of Ghosts, I won't die any longer. I just sensed the master's spiritual thoughts. As long as you persist for a moment, my supreme master will do the same."

Buddha Buddha will come here!"

The weather has cleared up, the rain has stopped, and the old demon monk feels like he can do it again!

Suddenly, an astonishing light of hope burst out in his eyes, and he suddenly said: "I'm here to help you!"

Suddenly, the wooden fish with the skull in his hand kept knocking.

...

The Buddhist niche is within the secret realm of heaven.

All the White Lotus believers looked at the temple in the distance with the Buddha's light shining brightly in surprise.

They knew that their White Lotus Buddha, Amo Buddha, had awakened, and the Buddha's light filling the sky was the best proof.

Suddenly, thousands of core members of the White Lotus Sect and devout believers were prostrate on the bluestone slabs, chanting prayers and blessings.

"Amoda Buddha, white lotus comes to the world!"

"Elysian world, eternal coexistence!"

"Welcome my Buddha!"

All the believers knelt down on the ground in excitement and bowed respectfully: "The Buddha is so majestic... he coexists with the world..."

"Where are you, the leader?" A majestic baritone voice came from the temple.

In an instant, a supremely majestic aura swept over him.

It was as if the ruler of the world had stepped out of the Buddhist temple.

"Reply to my Buddha's words, the leader is not in the Buddha's territory!" the believer replied humbly.

I saw the middle-aged monk with white lotus feet floating out of the top of the temple and said calmly to the believers at the foot of the mountain: "Yes! I understand!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the monk stepped into the void and disappeared in front of everyone.

The next moment he appeared in the courtyard of Lanruo Temple, frowning slightly and saying to himself: "It's interesting! It turns out to be the remnant formation of the ancient Immortal Killing Formation!"

Suddenly he didn't see any movement, and the ninth-grade white lotus under his feet suddenly emitted a soft light, and a trace of power invaded the self-contained sword realm.

In an instant, ripples appeared in the sky above the empty courtyard, and a sword formation composed of three divine swords emerged.

"It's interesting. No wonder the wet dream begged me!" When the monk saw the three mighty divine swords in front of him, his calm face suddenly showed his original expression.
Chapter completed!