The polar night world.

Yan Xiaoyu, who was supposed to be blind and seriously injured, appeared out of thin air. Not only did he regain his sight, his injuries were healed, but his cultivation level also entered the fifth realm.

When Sanzang saw that the Son of Light had returned to his peak, his mood did not change much and he was ready to cripple him again.

In the presence of the God of Light!

In the midst of his thoughts, Sanzang's figure passed by, and he started fighting without saying a word.

When Yan Xiaoyu saw this, he didn't dodge or evade, he met it with a palm, and blocked the attack from the front.

The two palms met, and the two breaths of light and darkness spread out sharply, rolling up thousands of layers of snow.

"As a disciple of the Buddha, you have thrown yourself into darkness. Tripitaka, aren't you afraid that your Buddha will blame you?"

Very close at hand, Yan Xiaoyu's palm turned vigorously and struck the former's chest. The powerful power of light was blazing and scorching.

"The Buddha is in the heart, not in the sky."

Sanzang responded, avoiding a close palm, and threw the Buddhist beads in his hand, wrapping around the former's throat.

"You deny the existence of the Buddha, Tripitaka, and you are truly depraved."

Yan Xiaoyu snorted coldly, raised his hand to grab the Buddhist beads, and punched out with a powerful punch.

With a bang, fists and palms were exchanged, and the two people separated, but because of the involvement of the beads, they were pulled together again. Their fists and feet were close, and their moves were all killing moves.

The battle in the five realms was so powerful that it shook the world. Snow waves surged around the two of them, and the scene was shocking.

"What is a god? What is a Buddha? A god who, in order to break the seal, will devour the blood of others, can he still be called a god?" Sanzang said while facing the enemy during the battle.

“Those who achieve great things must make sacrifices!”

Yan Xiaoyu said coldly, "The glory of the God of Light will eventually illuminate the entire Kyushu. The sacrifice now is not worth mentioning!"

"really!"

Sanzang's expression turned cold when he heard Yan Xiaoyu's answer, and his murderous intent was fully revealed when he made his move.

No wonder Brother Li hates this fish so much. The so-called light is so hypocritical and disgusting.

"Demon God Art, Shatter the Sky!"

At a very short distance, demonic aura surged around Sanzang's body, and he struck the former's chest with a palm of shocking power.

Yan Xiaoyu concentrated his attention, stepped on his feet, and the power of light surged out, turning into a shield of light, blocking him in front of him.

The heavy palm struck, and the guard of light shattered with a sound. With the remaining strength, Yan Xiaoyu stepped back several steps, and a drop of blood slipped silently from the corner of his mouth.

Ahead, with the demonic aura filling the sky, Sanzang stepped out and said in a cold voice, "Since the Son of God thinks that the sacrifices of others are not worth mentioning, then the young monk will give the Son of God a ride today so that the Son of God can also taste the feeling of being sacrificed by others."

After saying this, Sanzang flicked the beads in his hand, and the Buddha's body and appearance appeared in response to the sound.

"Three times of Bodhi, the path of blood will illuminate the Tathagata!"

The demonic energy rose, the sky shook, and the earth shook. Within the surging demonic energy, a huge statue of the Buddha Tathagata appeared. He immediately struck it down with a palm. With such terrifying power, the land ten miles apart quickly cracked, unable to withstand this astonishing power.

"boom!"

In the blink of an eye, the Buddha's palm fell, light and darkness collided again, and a terrifying impact sound was heard.

The next moment, the darkness broke through the light, and the aftermath shook Yan Xiaoyu several feet away.

In the snowy waves, Yan Xiaoyu stumbled to the ground, vomited out a mouthful of blood, and then fell to the ground in front of him.

Even though they have entered the fifth realm, the gap between the two is still obvious.

Sanzang stepped into the fifth realm first, and now he is not far from the middle of the five realms. With the same qualifications, it is not surprising that his combat power is better than that of Yan Xiaoyu.

In comparison, Yan Xiaoyu has been troubled by inner demons since his eyes were disabled by Li Ziye, and his cultivation has been stagnant. He has gradually distanced himself from the people who were equally famous at the beginning.

Of course, there is another reason.

This is the world of extreme night, where light cannot defeat darkness!

"Demon God Art, Xuanhuang Endless!"

With murderous intent in his heart, he no longer showed any mercy when he launched his attacks. Sanzang stepped forward and bullied him forward, using his palms to refine Xuanhuang, and his attacks were continuous.

"The Divine Flame of Light!"

Seeing that the opponent's attack became more and more fierce, Yan Xiaoyu endured the injury, and the power of light was sublimated to the maximum, turning into divine flames and raining down from the sky.

The divine flame shook the black and yellow, and after a brief stalemate, the darkness broke through the light again, and a palm was added to the body, bringing out a waterfall of dazzling blood flowers.

Snowflakes and blood flowers bloom miserably in the dark night.

Just when Sanzang was preparing to defeat Yan Xiaoyu, he was also working hard to defeat Yan Xiaoyu.

Nanling, a place of change.

Li Ziye and Bai Wangyu entered the fifth temple, passed through the temple and the nine-curved corridor, and came to the cave that sealed the underworld.

In the cave, among the criss-crossing iron cables, a stooped old man had his shoulders and bones penetrated by the iron chains, and his hands and feet were also bound by the chains, making it difficult to break free.

The old man's clothes were full of blood stains, and there was blood dripping from time to time on his shoulders, which looked horrifying.

"He's not dead yet?"

Chang Yu looked at the miserable old man in front of him and said in disbelief.

The lute bone was pierced, and the wound did not heal. It was bleeding to the point of death.

"They are very lucky."

On the side, Li Ziye responded and reminded, "Be careful. Even if this monster has not broken through the fifth realm, it is almost there. If there is any unexpected situation, we should run away immediately. Our lives are the most important."

"clear."

Wenxiu Confucianism, Chang Yu nodded in response.

While they were talking, the four people entered the cave. Among the crisscrossing iron ropes, the old man felt something and raised his head. When he saw the four people, his eyes suddenly brightened.

"Help me!"

The old man opened his mouth and said excitedly.

"Old man, don't worry."

Li Ziye grinned and said, "Our trip is just to save the old man, please get out!"

"It's you!"

At this moment, the old man noticed the familiar figure among the four people, and his expression was startled.

"That's right, it's me."

Li Ziye said with a smile on his face, "A year ago, I was not strong enough to rescue you, the old man, and I have been feeling guilty in my heart. Therefore, I brought my friends to rescue you today."

"well."

When the old man heard this, he was very excited and said, "My child, as long as you save me, I will definitely repay you!"

"Little things."

Li Ziye responded with a smile and winked at the three people around him.

Bai Wangyu stepped forward and pointed his sword. Suddenly, a surge of righteousness surged, and he cut off more than a dozen chains with one sword.

The seal was touched, and hundreds of chains swayed, making a deafening sound.

The old man's face suddenly showed a look of pain, and black blood flowed out again from the bones of his shoulders.

"Old man, let me help you relieve pain!"

Chang Yu took a step forward, and the spells in his hand flew out one by one and disappeared into the old man's body.

After the spell entered his body, the pain on the old man's face was obviously reduced.

"I'm here to help, too."

Next to him, Wen Xiuru also used the ancient sword behind him, and the long sword cut through the air, cutting off chains one after another.

The two of them joined forces and quickly cut off most of the hundreds of iron chains. In the middle of the chain, the excitement on the old man's face became increasingly difficult to conceal.

Li Ziye stood behind the three of them, staring at the old man in front of him, his eyes slightly narrowed.

So far, all the Mingtu he has met, except Huanzhu, are not good people.

Even though Xihe, who was extremely magnificent thousands of years ago, became an irrational monster after being transformed into the underworld.

The little monk's blessing from the Buddha gave him good luck.
Chapter completed!