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197, the Buddha abandons the devil

Fu Junma is gone.

He left China and returned to his motherland with the hope of Fu Cailin and the Korean people.

The Demon King sent out words to move Fu Jun'a, and he taught the whole barbarian, and the nine tribes were connected.

Nowadays, almost all the masters of Middle-earth are gathered in Chang'an. In addition, my god-sister is also a first-class master. I think no one will dare to risk the disapproval of the demon sect to ambush her.

In Chang'an City, various forces are entrenched on one side, and from time to time they hover over the ancient city. The interaction of qi between the great masters is like a dragon and a snake cruising, making those in the martial arts world who can sense qi feel numb in their scalps.

Even ordinary people will feel chest tightness and shortness of breath for no reason as long as they are in Chang'an City, as if some great terror is about to come.

Everyone in Chang'an City is in danger.

Just yesterday, His Majesty Emperor Li Yuan issued an order to evacuate people from the southern half of the city.

After this imperial edict was issued, all parties had roughly figured out the location of Yang Gong's treasure house, which should be south of Chang'an City.

So under some tacit understanding, the top experts from all sides began to gather towards the southern half of the city.

As for the common people, there are few nail households, because of the recent sharp increase in the number of Jianghu people in Chang'an City, coupled with the dreary psychological pressure caused by the interaction of Qi and machines of the masters, dark clouds are overwhelming the city, and various signs indicate that

, something big is about to happen in this southern half of the city.

Under the organization of the garrison soldiers, the dense flow of people marched towards the northern half of the city in an orderly manner.

However, on each main road, one or two waves of martial arts people with calm expressions can be seen, going against the flow of people and heading towards the southern half of the city.

For this kind of people, the garrison soldiers turned a blind eye, because the power released from those people far exceeded their force value, and they couldn't control them even if they wanted to.

According to the words of the Demon Emperor, only those who have reached the level of martial arts are qualified to come and die.

Therefore, the soldiers garrisoning the city did not seek trouble.

Ordinary civilians shunned such people and took detours one after another.

Even the officers and soldiers dare not control the people in the martial arts world. They are blind before they try to get into trouble.

The second day.

The southern half of the city has almost become an empty city. The streets are empty and deserted. The autumn wind is rustling and there is no sound. Except for a few chickens and dogs barking, the silence is a bit scary.

However, if a martial arts master is in it, he can clearly feel that the qi machines, which are denser than the previous few days, interact and collide above the empty city.

Just like the silence before the storm breaks out, the thunder that will destroy everything is hidden behind the gloomy dark clouds, brewing and accumulating.

Just waiting for an opportunity to explode this long-simmering situation.

Nowadays, various forces have occupied the favorable terrain in the center of the southern half of the city.

Because everyone knows what kind of thoughts they have and where they are located, so almost no one can hide their momentum.

Experts above the innate level can almost understand the distribution of forces in the city with just a little insight.

The largest one is located at the Yuelai Inn next to the Yuanma Bridge.

On the eaves.

Ning Daoqi, a dual cultivator of Buddhism and Taoism, Master Cailin of Yijian, and Song Que of Heavenly Sword, three great masters with different styles of Qi, soaring in the sky, with forces from all directions, no one can compete with them.

One mile north of Yuanma Bridge.

This is an open flat.

In the center of dozens of novice monks, sitting cross-legged are the four great sage monks of Buddhism, as well as the owner of the Jing Nian Zen Monastery, Master Ling Kong Zen, who has practiced silent meditation all his life.

The Qi of the five people is not like the others who have different styles and form a line of their own, but are almost twisted into one. Amidst the whole Sanskrit sound, the vision of the Demon-Suppressing King Kong is looming in the sky above the Buddhist saints.

The arrogance of a supreme master dominates the sky.

One or two miles east of the Buddhist vision of the Demon-Suppressing King Kong.

This is a flower building with four raised eaves and elegant decoration.

It's just that the people inside have long been deserted. Now the people occupying this place are the twelve Yemang Grandmasters led by the leader of the Jianghu Rebel Army, the Half-Step Grand Master Du Fuwei.

Different from the five great Buddhist monks whose qi energy is almost twisted into one, the qi energy of these more than ten Jianghu Yemang masters are incompatible with each other. Throughout the whole flower building, the qi is like a snake, chaotic and vigorous.

Laughter kept coming from the flower building, and the strong aroma of wine spread to all directions.

There was no trace of the composure and solemnity before the battle, instead there was a wild wave, an unrestrained and free atmosphere.

But from time to time, thirteen qi forces burst out together, forming a wave of energy that was like a group of snakes spitting messages, but it was not weaker than the arrogance of ordinary great masters, and even exceeded it.

There is another force worthy of attention, entrenched in a luxurious courtyard in the center of the southern half of the city.

Yuwen culture and the Yuwen clan represented by it, and the Dugu clan represented by Duguyan, together formed a force that included twelve masters.

Their energy is not as strong and domineering as that of the three great masters such as Fu Cailin, nor is it as powerful as the Demon-Suppressing King Kong, nor is it as wild and unruly as Du Fuwei and his gang.

Instead, he is like a dormant dragon, quietly waiting for the situation to change, showing a kind of calmness and stability that only belongs to a wealthy family.

The nine Taoist masters and the other three masters also occupy their respective sides.

As for which two masters in the southern half of the city are the most free and easy, they must be the leaders of the Young Marshal Army, Gao Zhong and Xu Ziling.

Relying on their status as a junior admired by the Demon Emperor's friend Du Fuwei, the leader of the Jianghu Rebel Army, they took Bai Qing'er around to make jokes and cause trouble.

However, no one dared to do anything to them, so they could only follow the principle of not provoking and let them do whatever they wanted.

So you can see this situation in the southern half of Chang'an City. Two shameless young masters are drinking and fist-fighting in a flower house where Jianghu rebels gather. They are passing by the courtyard where two aristocratic families are.

Yu Wenhuaji, who was chasing them, was scolded and provoked one after another.

This is roughly the distribution of forces in the entire southern half of the city, and the situation has reached its final moment.

Just waiting for Yang Gong's treasure house to be opened, the war is about to begin.

In this almost fixed situation, the southern half of the city ushered in the last major force.

Demon King.

Coming.

The sickly Mrs. Ye was wearing a snow-white cloak. Next to her was Li Yuanba, the youngest grandmaster in the world. Following behind her were dozens of giants from the Demon Sect, the Yin Queen, the Evil King, the Demon Commander and others.

List.

Xiao Meiniang, who carried the sword for him, is nowhere to be seen. The one holding the silver sword now is Cihang Jingzhai's traitor Shi Feixuan.

Her expression was as cold as ever, but the complexity between her brows could not be eradicated.

today.

The sword in her hand and the people in front of her will definitely kill countless of her former sect members.

But this is the fate of her master, Concubine Xuan. When the battle begins, she will kill several of her fellow disciples with her own hands.

But she has no regrets. In order to save the devil and become a Buddha, and in order to retain some of the Buddhist energy after the devil takes over the world, she is willing to become that person's plaything. Even if she lives as the most hated person in the past, she will not hesitate.

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The Demon King came slowly.

step by step.

Very slow.

Nor did he release any tyrannical energy.

It was as if his silent approach was enough to intimidate the heroes of the world.

He did.

Because even though there are countless qi machines in the southern half of the city, no one dares to release the qi machines to come and detect them.

As the Demon King walked along, the qi that lingered in front of him silently retreated, making way for the Demon Sect's people.

Almost no one dared to stand out at this time, and the Demon Emperor mistakenly thought that he was trying to detect his true identity.

When passing by a certain open space, the Demon King turned his head and looked at the looming shadow of the Demon-Suppressing King Kong not far away. He sneered, withdrew his gaze, and headed towards the center of the southern half of the city.

However, the body of Master Fei Xuan behind him trembled slightly and then returned to normal.

Because the Demon Emperor just said: "Use the sword handed over by the Buddhist saint to kill five Buddhist monks and countless disciples. Even if you retain a bit of vitality for Buddhism, how many bald men will want to thank you? Buddha Abandoned the Demon

How do you deal with yourself when you are disgusted? I am very curious and want to see it."

The person you want to give up your life regards you as the enemy who killed your father and wants to eat his flesh alive.

I'm afraid this feeling is not very good.

There is a price to pay for using Buddha to liberate demons.

This is what Mrs. Ye wants to tell the Buddhist saint.


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