The night is as cool as water, the cold moon hangs high, Mount Sumeru, thousands of monks recite scriptures, and the power of thousands of faith flew to the distant prayer mountain to light up the hope of Buddhism.

On the Buddha altar, the Buddha Lord closed his eyes and sat in meditation, and practiced hard day after day. In order to reverse the tilted balance between the Buddha and demons, he opened the Buddhist sect to the Pure Dharma.

The Buddhist ban that abandons filth and evil thoughts and maximizes one's own Buddhist practice. For ten thousand years, no one has been able to practice it.

All prohibitions have disadvantages, and the ultimate Pure Dharma in Buddhism is no exception. People have seven emotions and six desires and completely abandon them. No one can know what the consequences are.

Three thousand miles away from Foshan, the Eastern Army of the Demon Palace, which had just experienced a great war, has now regrouped and is preparing to set off for another Eastern Expedition.

In front of the Demon Army, Bai Wangran, dressed in white, looked indifferently at Foshan in the distance. He had received the order from the Holy Secretary. He must have to conquer Buddhism anyway, otherwise his face would be completely gone.

"The guardians are all ready. Can you leave?" A demon general stepped forward and asked respectfully from behind.

Bai Wangran nodded and said, "Come out immediately."

With a command, the army set out, and the demon soldiers rose into the air. The nine heavens felt the dark clouds gathered, covering the cold moon in the nine heavens.

The next moment, flowing lights cut through the night sky and flew towards the Sumeru Foshan in the distance.

On Foshan, thousands of little novice monks in white felt the strong pressure from afar, and their expressions flashed solemnly. Is it finally coming again?

The battle between Buddha and Demons started again. On the mountain, the Buddhas did not have much fear on their faces and were already mentally prepared. Even if Foshan really couldn't be saved, they would still live and die with Foshan.

Half an hour later, above Foshan, the demon clouds were pressing against the realm. Behind Bai Wangran, demon generals stood in the air, with a powerful aura, forcing people to be crazy.

"Daoguard, attack the mountain?" a demon general walked forward and asked respectfully.

"wait!"

Bai Wangran looked at the distant sky and spoke.

The demon general nodded, asked no more questions, and retreated.

One quarter of an hour, two quarters of an hour passed, and tens of thousands of demon generals over Foshan did not move at all, as if they were waiting for someone.

"Sister Three, is it because I'm late?"

As he spoke, a figure with an extremely terrifying aura walked out of the void, looked at the woman beside him and said calmly.

"It's not too late"

Yuezhinu shook her head and said, "The elder brother is willing to come, it's never too late."

The moment the two of them appeared, before Wan Jun, Bai Wangran also looked respectful and moved away from the position.

It was so natural, without any reluctance, as if it was taken for granted, and anyone in front of that man had to restrain his edge.

The only person in the Demon Palace who can ignore the command of the Holy Secretary, the first guardian of the Demon Palace, Wentian, and personally visited the holy land of the Buddha Kingdom.

Seeing the visiting people, the troops bowed down and made a way out.

Jun Wentian stepped forward, looked at the Buddha's kingdom ahead, and said calmly, "It's a pity that such a holy land will be destroyed."

"For the sake of the Demon Palace's plan, Buddhism must remove obstacles. Different positions are different, so the elder brother does not need to be too soft-hearted." Yuezhinv said softly.

"The war of invasion is meaningless. Wait a while and I hope those people can come." Jun Wentian said lightly.

"But"

Yuezhinu looked worried and said.

Jun Wentian raised his hand and stopped the former from continuing to speak, and said calmly, "I will explain where the Holy Sect."

"The first guardian of the Demon Palace is really different from others. Are you waiting for us?"

As the words fell, half of the demon clouds dissipated above the sky, figures fell from the sky, covering the evil appearance of Yama. The powerful aura, each of them was at the top of the world, which was amazing.

"We're finally waiting for you." Jun Wentian looked at the five people in front and said lightly.

On the side, Yuezhinu clenched her hands tightly, her eyes were full of murderous intent. They were the ones who really disgusted.

"Didn't that Hell in Red come?"

Jun Wentian glanced at the five people and asked.

"There is no need for him to take action against you." The Xuanyi King stepped forward and said calmly.

"Arrogant!"

Bai Wangran's expression turned cold, his figure flashed, and a palm condensed the earth and slapped it out with a loud bang.

"Your opponent is not me"

The palm of the Xuanyi King flipped over, and the demonic energy surged wildly, blocking the former's palm power. He then stepped out and came to Jun Wentian with a cold expression. "The first guardian of the Demon Palace, we met for the second time!"

"If your opponent is you, this trip is worth it."

Jun Wentian nodded slightly, looked at the person in front of him, and said, "Come on, let me see if the underworld now has the value that I expect."

"As you wish!"

The king of the mysterious clothes waved his hand, and the demonic sword appeared. The demonic energy surged, and the sword body and the hilt all began to spread. The madness of the doomsday appeared again in the world.

"The weapons are not bad, I hope your ability will not disappoint me." Jun Wentian said seriously and said.

Just as the two started fighting, on the other side, Yan Luo, wearing a black white cloak, walked forward, pointed at the woman with a red umbrella beside Bai Wangran, and said lightly, "Come on!"

"Overbial ability!"

The expression of the Moon Wider's face sank, the red umbrella in his hand disappeared, and his right hand flipped, and a sword appeared in the void, turning upside down, the water and moon hang down, with a sharp edge.

He stepped forward and drew his sword to slash the sky. The first magic weapon of the Moon Demon clan reappeared the amazing power.

With a roar, the heaven and earth were upside down, the sky and the earth were rising, thousands of sharp lights shook, and the battle began again.

Yan Luo moved his sword, and the Mo Bai Sword Realm spread out, and the Black Mountains and White Waters closed the world.

Outside the battle, Yan Luo, wearing a moon-white dress, also stepped into the battle, but did not take action, but stood quietly among the mountains and rivers.

The swords and swords intersect, and the ink and wash shaking. Yuezhinu avoided the ink energy. Her eyes swept across the woman in the distance from time to time, and a trace of color flashed, and she did not dare to neglect for a moment.

"Sometimes there is no need to take action in battle. As long as the opponent is afraid of her, she will have concerns when she takes action and cannot do everything with all her strength. In the battle with the Demon Palace, we need to preserve our strength as much as possible. Concubine Luo, wait and see if it changes, and do not act without action."

The explanation before leaving was clear. Luo Fei stood quietly among the mountains and rivers, looking at the battle situation ahead, waiting for the opportunity.

When it comes to their thoroughness of human hearts, none of them can compare to knowing fate, so she believes in him.

The battle between the two sides began, at the last point, under Yan Luo, Yi Xuanmiao and Qi Yanxia joined forces to fight against the second guardian of the Demon Palace. The battle just started and it was instantly hot.

The Emperor's Heavenly Classic once again showed its amazing power, Qi Yanxia was surrounded by purple air, and the posture of a peerless princess shone brightly in the world.

He practiced based on the fortune of the emperor, and there were very few people in the world. Now he showed his sharpness and shocked the world.

Bai Wangran raised his hand to condense the storm, and the tides roared and rolled wildly. With his extremely powerful cultivation, he could shake the power of the dynasty's luck.

The sounds shake, the purple qi and the wind and clouds swallow each other, and ten moves fight, the heaven and earth rumble, and pieces of mist fall from the sky, dazzling and dazzling.

When the two fought to the point of being hot, Yi Xuanmiao, who was watching the battle, finally moved. His sword came out and the people walked. In a flash, the green moth broke through the wind and clouds.

The clanging shocked, the palm Yuan shook the sword's edge, and Bai Forget's breath gathered on his palm and slapped at the sword in front of him.

"Qingmoil is a rainbow"

He tried to force his palm, but he saw Yi Xuanmiao's body side, and the sharp edge of the green moth sword in his hand turned around, as hard as a sword sharp edge, twisted and turned back, turning into a blue color and wrapped around the former arm.

"Um?"

Seeing this, Bai Wangran frowned slightly, and the breath on his arm shook, and the sword edge was swept.

The green moth unravels, and the sword of the silkworm toast turns into a hundred-serious blade, stabbing the former's heart.

At the same time, Qi Yanxia's palm moved the extreme energy, and the purple air swirled around, and rushed over with the power of ten thousand pounds.

With a loud bang, the two palms blocked the two strong, the hurricane roared, and the battle situation separated.

Seeing that the three battle situations were all in white heat, Bai Forgean did not want to fight for a long time, and the gloomy light in his hand was magnificent. The Avi Hell Palace reappeared, rose into the sky, turned into a huge hall of hundreds of feet, and fell from the sky.

At this moment, a figure in red clothes fell from the sky on the distant peak. With a wave of his hand, the peerless foundation was urged, and a powerful palm slapped at the giant palace in the sky.

"You can't help but show up?"

Behind the void was rolling, and a figure of blue brocade fur walked out and spoke.

Above the nine heavens, the palm power shook the Hell Palace, and the rumbling sounded across the sky, and the gods were shocked and the ghosts were afraid.

"Saint of the Demon Palace, don't you help but come?"

Hella in red did not look back and said lightly.

"If you don't take action, I will naturally not show up." Jie Tiance said calmly.

"Avici Hell Palace was originally my underworld. I came here to take it back today. Does the Holy Lord have any objections?" Hello in red said indifferently.

"This thing is now owned by my Demon Palace. It's hard for you to take it back." Jie Tiance said with a calm expression.

"Saint Si is so confident!" Yan Luo in red looked at the Avici Hell Palace in the Sky and spoke.

"Each and each other" Jie Tiance said calmly.

"How about a bet?" Yan Luo, the red-clothed man, suggested.

"How to bet?" Jie Tiance said.

"Within ten moves, if I cannot retake the Avici Hell Palace, the Yama in my underworld will withdraw its troops immediately and will not interfere with any actions of the Demon Palace within a hundred days. On the contrary, if I win, the generals of the Demon Palace will withdraw from three thousand miles and within a hundred days, they will not be half a step closer to Foshan." Yama in red smiled.
To be continued...