However, the tall blood shadow looked up to the sky and smiled, and the majestic black mist surged out like a wave and swept the world.
This is an unstoppable force. The Lord of Reincarnation wants to rush out. This majesty and will are too terrifying.
Puff puff.
The old monks were immediately shocked and vomited blood, and their faces turned pale.
"The light of an ant dares to compete with the bright moon. Today I am resurrected and no one can stop me. The Buddhist Bodhidharma is dead and I will slaughter Lingshan."
Inside the huge door, the tall blood shadow is getting closer and closer, revealing a mighty force that suppresses the world.
Finally, one foot stepped out from it, majestic and powerful, like a pillar supporting the sky. The moment it appeared, the sky and the earth turned pale, and the sun and moon trembled, as if they were about to sink.
This is the power of a generation of main realm figures. He is so terrifying even with just one foot. It is hard to imagine how terrifying he would be if his true form were to come down.
"Amitabha, Lord of Samsara, if you want to get out of trouble, it's not that simple."
At this moment, a majestic Buddha's name came, "Ci'en is here", there was a relic above his head, billions of rays of Buddha's light, and the three thousand avenues were trembling because of this relic.
"This is...Dharma relic!" the Lord of Samsara shouted angrily.
"Yes, it is the relic of my ancestor. You should taste this taste." Ci En Bao looked solemn, and with a bang, the Bodhidharma relic above his head was driven into the door of reincarnation.
The Bodhidharma relic is no small thing. The moment it enters the gate of reincarnation, it immediately becomes larger, like a golden star, covering the sky and the sun, and flowing with the vast and terrifying power of Buddha.
At this moment, just like a relic, Patriarch Bodhidharma really revived, and his breath was shocking.
"Humph, it's just a relic. It wants to suppress me. I'm naive. Even if Bodhidharma comes in person, I won't be afraid!" The Lord of Samsara roared from time to time, shaking the world.
The entire Ten Thousand Buddhas Heaven and Sea boiled, and the black mist and the Buddha's light turned into two different forces, almost turning the entire world into two colors, one black and one gold.
"Haha, it's quite lively here."
At this moment, in the eastern sky, a dark cloud came over, huge and powerful, with a large flag on it, and soldiers wearing armor appeared one by one, all filled with demonic aura, like a group of demonic armies.
"Ancestor of the Heavenly Demon, who are you?" Ci En changed his face and said.
In front of the demon army is an old man, wearing a black robe, sitting cross-legged on a chariot, his eyes are deep, like two black holes that can swallow up the world.
This is the ancestor of the Demon Clan, a hero of the Demon Clan, who once made waves in the Southern Territory.
"That's right, you bunch of dead Buddhist monks, your doom is coming!" Leng Sen, the ancestor of the demon, said.
"Ancestor Heavenly Demon, what do you mean by leading an army to my spiritual mountain? Do you want to help the Lord of Reincarnation get out of trouble?" Ci En said in a deep voice.
"Hehe, so what." The Demon Ancestor smiled coldly.
"The Lord of Reincarnation is a cancer in the world. Letting him out will only bring disaster to the world. Have you ever considered all sentient beings by doing this?" Ci En shouted loudly. Normally, he was compassionate and solemn, but now he showed fierceness.
On the one hand, the sound was loud and resounded throughout the heavens.
"Haha, that's ridiculous. I, the Demon Clan, have always acted in our own way, without restraint. As long as we destroy your spiritual mountain, we don't need to worry about anything else." The ancestor of the Demon Clan smiled lightly.
At present, many famous figures in Buddhism are injured, the old and the weak are disabled, and Ci En still has to guard the heavenly sea of ten thousand Buddhas.
This is the best time to destroy Buddhism.
Ci En's heart sank. The current state of Buddhism is indeed very bad. Even he himself has to suppress the Ten Thousand Buddhas Tianhai and can't take action. If the ancestor of the demon kills, none of them here will even be qualified to fight. Just like
It's the fish meat on the knife board, let it be slaughtered.
"Abbot Ci En, don't worry, this old nun is here to help you." At this moment, an auspicious cloud flew from the southern sky, and on it stood a group of nuns, all with flowing white clothes, like gods and goddesses, aloof.
Refined.
The leader is an old nun with a kind face, aged and holding a whisk, and she is the head of Cihang Jingzhai - Master Tianxing.
This is also a big shot, well-known in the Southern Territory. In terms of fame, he can be compared with Ci En.
Cihang Jingzhai and Lingshan have been fighting each other in the southern region for a long time. There has been constant friction between the two. Ci En did not expect that at this time, Master Tianxing would actually lead many experts from Cihang Jingzhai to help.
"Master Tianxing, are you confused? Have you forgotten the grudge between Cihang Jingzhai and Lingshan?" The ancestor of Tianmo also frowned and shouted.
"Those grievances are all minor issues. The escape of the Lord of Reincarnation affects the common people. In such a big right and wrong, I will naturally stand on the side of Lingshan." Master Tianxing said lightly, her loose robes fluttering in the wind,
There is a dusty smell.
"Amitabha, my master knows right from wrong and understands righteousness. I admire him." Ci'en couldn't help but clasping her hands together, showing her sincere attitude towards the teacher.
"Huh, Ci'en, you don't need to praise me. I'm just doing this for all sentient beings." Master Tianxing said calmly.
"Okay, Tian Xing, you dare to wade into this muddy water, now I will learn your mysterious skills!" The Demon Ancestor shouted, and rushed towards him. The demon cloud rolled like a black tsunami.
Boom! In an instant, Master Tianxing and the Heavenly Demon Ancestor started fighting, divine light bursting out, and murderous intent rising into the sky.
This is a contest between Buddha and demons, as well as a battle between good and evil. The demonic energy and the light of Buddha almost make the sky on both sides appear black and gold, which is extremely spectacular.
"Kill the demon army, leave no one behind!" At the same time, the Demon Ancestor shouted.
"Yes!" The endless army of demons came to kill them immediately, covered in thick iron clothes, like dead warriors coming to life one after another, all of them extremely bloodthirsty.
The female disciples of Cihang Jingzhai also rushed into the battlefield one by one and started fighting with them. Unfortunately, the demon army was too strong and numerous. They could not resist it for a while and were forced to retreat.
The most important thing is that in the demon army, there is a man in black, who is the most terrifying, like a god of death, holding two huge scythes.
Every time the sickle is swung, a large amount of blood will be taken away, just like harvesting crops, which is unstoppable.
"This is the treasure of chaos - the Death Scythe!"
In Cihang Jingzhai, Jingyi's beautiful eyes narrowed and she lost her voice.
In the ancient times, a great hero of the demon clan mastered the Death Sword and massacred countless masters. This treasure became the famous treasure of chaos.
Who is that man in black? He is really holding such a fierce weapon.
Puff puff…
The blood kept blooming. The man in black was wrapped in a wide robe. He couldn't see his true face, and he couldn't even tell whether he was a boy or a girl. But the death sickle in his hand was too terrifying. As he waved it, the killing light kept blooming, and a large area of mercy appeared.
The female disciples of Hangjingzhai died and withered away, and the battle situation was extremely miserable.
