Click!
The sword is broken!
"The Art of Destroying Heaven!"
Lin Fan activated the Blood Demon Sword with all his strength.
A sword destroyed the space channel and blocked the connection between the sea of blood and the human world.
The passage was closed, but the angry roar of the Styx Ancestor was still heard.
"King Zhou, kill my disciple and destroy my sword. After the catastrophe of becoming a god, even if you go to the stage of becoming a god, I want you to die."
To this.
Lin Fan just smiled.
If you have the ability, come here!
Ancestor Styx seemed unable to leave the sea of blood.
Lin Fan grabbed the female Shura and looked at Daluo Jinxian who was watching the battle with a smile.
The winner was decided so quickly that Daluo Jinxian, who was watching the battle, did not react.
"Everyone, tell me, how do you want to die?!"
"Your Majesty, spare your life!"
The Demon King was the first to kneel down.
"It's all them who deceive me, thinking that I am a simple dragon in Xihe Niuzhou..."
Lin Fan struck back with his sword, "The world is finally peaceful!"
The Demon King's body appeared and fell to the ground, with his head and body split into two parts.
The body of the dragon is as big as a hill on the ground.
"Your Majesty, we are willing to surrender! Spare your life!"
"We are willing to work as cows and horses for you, to march forward for you, and to bring peace to the heavens."
"His Majesty King Zhou has a noble status. The Heavenly Emperor should have stepped down long ago. The Heavenly Emperor is a virtuous and capable person. Now that the Heavenly Emperor is not virtuous enough, he should give way to His Majesty King Zhou."
"We support His Majesty King Zhou."
All the strong men of the Shura tribe were beheaded, and the Dragon Demon King was killed. The Allied Army Daluo Jinxian couldn't resist, and they all knelt down at Lin Fan's feet.
"I don't want to be the Emperor of Heaven." Lin Fan told the truth.
He is now in the Heavenly Court, established by the Taoist Patriarch. The Heavenly Emperor was chosen by the Taoist Patriarch. He is also the named disciple of the Taoist Patriarch and has friendship with the six saints.
If you want to be the emperor of heaven, it is not enough to reach the Lingxiao Palace.
Without the corresponding strength, entering the Lingxiao Palace can only be said to be courting death.
You have to face the Taoist ancestors and the saints.
"I don't want to be the Emperor of Heaven." Lin Fan repeated it again. "So, it's better for you to die."
Lin Fan killed several Da Luo Jinxian with one sword.
Among these Daluo Golden Immortals, there are demon clans, Western sects, and sea clans.
After killing these guys, Lin Fan looked at the Buddhist master.
"Senior Brother King Zhou, you are one of our own!" Old Buddha was worried that Lin Fan would cut him down with a sword.
"Who is one of your own?"
Lin Fan put away the Thousand Hands Dharma, grabbed the purple golden bowl, and violently tore off the six-character Great Ming Mantra on the bowl.
"Who gave you this spell?"
"At that time, it was a saint who was transmitting messages through the air, but now it seems that someone is pretending to be a saint."
The old Buddha lowered his head, ashamed.
"There are still people who are so bold and dare to pretend to be a saint?" Lin Fan was surprised.
"Well, at that time there was only a mantra, and he didn't say that he was a saint."
"So, you were deceived and couldn't even recognize the saint's voice." Lin Fan asked with a smile.
"The voice of a saint only emphasizes the artistic conception, not the timbre. Unless it is in person, you cannot remember it. When it appears, you will naturally know that the saint is a saint. Therefore, that person is not fake, it is the old Buddha who thinks he is a saint. "
Lin Fan planned to kill the old Buddha, but suddenly he put away his sword and grabbed the remaining Da Luo Jinxian and flew towards Hangu Pass.
It's not that he doesn't want to, but if he kills, the saint will show up to stop him.
At Hangu Pass, the battle continued. The Heavenly Allied Forces attacked the pass wall, and the points were harvested by the merchants.
And some of the officers and men of the Great Shang Dynasty also continued to die in battle.
Blood formed rivers on the walls.
"kill!"
The demon fairy shot away Huang Feihu.
"The traitorous ministers who killed King Zhou, come against me!"
Yiming Yaoxian who rushed in was quickly repelled by General Dashang.
Against Heaven alone, Dashang is no weaker than Heaven.
"Asshole, kill me!"
This time, Yiming Yaoxian gathered the other masters of the seven-way alliance.
Eight to one, with an absolute superiority in strength, they should have been invincible.
However, the opposite is true.
A rabble is a rabble. After uniting, the masters of the Heavenly Alliance Army were suppressed and beaten by the masters of the Great Shang.
It's not that the coalition masters are weak, but...
The tiger demon and the goat demon attacked at the same time.
The sheep demon is worried that the tiger demon will attack him, and the tiger demon is worried that the goat demon will kill him at the critical moment, so he is on guard against him and starts a fight.
A good eight-on-one fight turned into a losing battle.
Yiming Yaoxian was even beheaded during the retreat because he blocked the escape of those behind him.
For those who stood in the way, the people behind them would kill them with one strike without even thinking about it.
The commander of the Heavenly Alliance Army fell like this.
The attack failed, and the defeated Tianting coalition forces returned to the camp only to find that their general was dead.
Without the general and the person to talk things over, the other seven people all want to be the general.
During the civil war, his subordinates started fighting, fighting and fighting.
There are tigers and sheep in the same coalition, so it would be strange if nothing happens.
There is no need to fight against outsiders, just fight among yourself first.
There are also ferocious beasts that capture heavenly soldiers and heavenly generals and start eating them.
All kinds of chaos!
On this side of the heaven, if it weren't for the support of Zhu Gang Hye, we would have suffered heavy losses.
"Asshole! Before the fight even started, our own people started fighting first."
Zhu Ganghye's eyes were fierce.
"After the battle is defeated, your own people will fight your own people. Order to go down and guard the camp tightly, and don't let any teammates in."
"promise!"
The messenger walked out.
After the soldiers were sent out, Zhu Gangxi looked anxiously towards the direction where Lin Fan and others were fighting.
I could only see the divine light shrouding me, and I couldn't tell the battle situation.
He looked away uneasily.
After being lost in thought for a while, he was suddenly awakened by shouts of killing.
Half an hour later, the shouting stopped.
"what's the situation?"
Zhu Gangxi called the deputy general.
"General, Dashan's army came to steal the camp. The remaining seven groups of troops were in chaos without fighting and trampled on each other. Some of them were driven by Dashang's army as forwards to break open the friendly camp for Dashang."
Zhu Ganghe was furious when he heard this: "Is this also the case in Western Buddhist countries?"
The lieutenant nodded.
"Damn! Even if there were hundreds of thousands of pigs, Dashang couldn't catch them all in three days. He was defeated in less than half an hour. Is it papery? It's easy to say that the other six groups are in chaos. After all, they are monsters, predators and food. Mixed together, but, Western Buddhist country? I usually study Buddhism and study pigs."
"General, be careful what you say!"
"There is nothing to be cautious about. What I said is the truth."
Zhu Ganghe lowered his voice: "If King Zhou wins, we should return to heaven."
"General, how can King Zhou win? We have many masters of the ninth level of the Golden Immortal here, and dozens of masters of the Daluo Golden Immortal level. How can we lose?"
The lieutenant smiled.
Soon, the lieutenant's smile froze on his face.
In the distance, the aftermath of Daluo Jinxian's battle disappeared.
"It's over, who wins?" Zhu Gangxi and the deputy general looked at each other and saw the solemnity in each other's eyes.
They waited anxiously for answers to arrive.
However, the answer is destined to come a little late.
Lin Fan, who returned to Hangu Pass in victory, encountered the Saint's attack on the way.
This time, it was the Western Saint who took action.
Zhunti and Jieyin were speechless.
In order to explain that Lin Fan was not their pawn in the Great Tribulation of the Gods, the two saints took the initiative and invited Lin Fan to the solemn pure land of Buddhism, Mount Sumeru.
Lin Fan was not surprised when he suddenly appeared in Mount Sumeru.
Looking at the two Buddhas sitting on the lotus throne, their names flashed in Lin Fan's mind.
"I've seen the Ying Yin Saint and the Zhunti Saint. I wonder why the two saints came to me?" Lin Fan asked.
