The Golden Lion King, Black Panther King and others were also a little helpless. They had really boarded a pirate ship, but in this case, why bother fighting?
The Soaring Snake King took the lead in attacking and suddenly transformed into a giant snake with two wings on its back. The huge snake body rolled up a whirlwind, opened its bloody mouth, and swallowed many righteous monks in one bite.
The Jade Elephant King and others followed suit, showing a huge prototype and fighting fiercely with the righteous army. It was huge and intimidating.
The Soaring Snake King transforms into a giant snake and devours all enemies; the White Tiger transforms into a powerful divine beast, as fast as lightning; the Black Panther King transforms into a black panther, carrying endless dark power, making enemies tremble.
How could the righteous Mahayana monks be willing to let them act recklessly? They shouted loudly: "Monsters, don't be so presumptuous!"
Everyone found their opponents and fought individually, instantly dividing the battlefield into several small battlefields.
The battle between the Soaring Snake King and Gu Ziqian was like a storm. The huge giant snake's lightning-like attack and Gu Ziqian's sword energy intertwined in the air, causing thunder and lightning and violent winds.
The Black Panther King and Baiyun Zhenren were fighting fiercely. They were extremely fast and seemed to be able to travel several miles in an instant.
The duel between the White Tiger and the Holy Monk Huineng is full of power. Every blow between the two is enough to shake the mountains and rivers, causing the earth to shake and the mountains to shake. The fight is hearty.
The fight between the Jade Elephant King and Zhu Guangming is full of contradictions. One is violent, the other is feminine, moving and quiet. They fight constantly, and neither one can easily break the other's spell.
Brother and sister Zhan Tianxia started a thrilling doubles match with Black Emperor and White Emperor. Their strengths were balanced and they were stuck together, making it difficult to win or lose.
Storm-like mana struck at the center of the two warring parties, and smoke flew everywhere, as if the end of the world was coming.
The Golden Lion King met the tough Qing Emperor, and every confrontation between the two on the battlefield seemed to tear the sky apart, leaving countless earth-shattering traces.
On the other side, Su Qianyi stopped Master Guangwei. He said with some emotion: "Senior Brother Guangwei, although you and I have always been at odds, I never thought that one day we would have swords against each other."
Guangwei also shook his head and said: "I didn't expect you to recover. Junior Brother Qianyi's luck is better than I thought."
Su Qianyi pulled out his fiery red sword and said seriously: "I will ask my junior brother to ask you for advice today! Let's see if our senior brother can still win!"
Master Guangwei said with a smile: "Then I want to see if you are so lucky this time! Please!"
A burst of red aura filled the air outside Su Qianyi's body, and he attacked Master Guangwei with all his strength. The scorching sword energy rushed towards Master Guangwei like a violent storm.
The speed of Guangwei's counterattack was equally astonishing. The long sword in his hand was like lightning, quickly cutting through the air.
The two fought fiercely in the sky. Their sword skills had their own characteristics, one was as hot as fire, and the other was as fast as wind.
During the fierce battle, their sword lights were constantly intertwined, turning into bright rays of light. The muffled sound of sword energy clashing constantly came from the battlefield, as if war drums were beating for them.
Liu Hanyan's purpose was very clear, and he took the lead in killing Xiao Yifeng.
"Qisha, let me see where you are going to escape this time?"
Xiao Yifeng smiled and said, "Why do I want to run away?"
He summoned the wheeling ghost king. The hundred-foot-tall wheeling ghost king looked up to the sky and roared. It moved its eight arms and smashed at Liu Hanyan with an astonishing momentum.
At the same time, he asked the Revolving Ghost King to pour all his spiritual power into the Immortal Killing Sword. The Immortal Killing light shined brightly, and he slashed at Liu Hanyan who had avoided the Ghost King's attack.
Liu Hanyan has fought against Zhanxian countless times, so he naturally knows how difficult Zhanxian is, so he doesn't dare to confront him head-on and can only avoid his sharp edges.
Xiao Yifeng asked the Rotating Ghost King to provide spiritual power for Zhanxian, and controlled Zhanxian to fight Liu Hanyan.
However, due to his lack of strength, he was unable to capture Liu Hanyan's movements at all. Most of the time, he was blindly guessing Liu Hanyan's next move.
Fortunately, the opponent was Liu Hanyan, whom Xiao Yifeng was very familiar with. If it were anyone else, Xiao Yifeng might have been stretched thin.
Liu Hanyan realized this and began to forcibly change his shooting habits, quickly got rid of Zhanxian and flew towards Xiao Yifeng.
She felt that she had seen through the reality of this Qisha, and a smile appeared on her face.
Let’s see where you run away this time!
But Xiao Yifeng also smiled slightly, covered it with his backhand, and said with a smile: "The Kingdom of Buddha is in the palm of your hand!"
By continuously absorbing the ghost energy of the reincarnating ghost king, he condensed the ghost energy and blood evil energy into a dark demon Buddha outside his body.
Liu Hanyan only felt that the huge Buddha's hand was getting bigger and bigger, and the surrounding world was constantly changing. In an instant, he fell into a ghostly demon kingdom.
This demonized version of the Buddhist Kingdom is completely opposite to the normal Buddhist Kingdom. The air is filled with strong ghost energy and blood evil energy, as if the whole world is shrouded in haze.
The sky was blocked by thick dark clouds, the sunlight could not shine down, and the whole world was shrouded in darkness.
Looking up, in the center of this demonized Buddhist kingdom, there stood a dark demonic Buddha standing tall on the sky and on the ground.
Its image is completely different from ordinary Buddha statues. It is completely dark, its face is distorted, its eyes are glowing with blood-red light, and tears like blood are falling from the corners of its eyes, which is extremely weird.
At the feet of the Demon Buddha, there is a strange hell scene. In the black stinky mire, painful howls echoed from time to time.
Thousands of originally peaceful Bodhisattvas and Arhats in the Buddhist kingdom have become ferocious and terrifying under the influence of evil spirits.
Evil smiles appeared on their faces, and their eyes emitted a cold blue light, attacking Liu Hanyan, and the indomitable demon Buddha also stretched out his hand to grab Liu Hanyan.
Liu Hanyan didn't expect that Qisha could really use the magical power of Mahayana. He kept waving the snow in his hand, and the ice dragons attacked the attacking demon Buddha one by one, trying to break out of the situation.
From the outside, Xiao Yifeng stretched out his hand and held it in vain, muttering words in the air, accompanied by a hundred-foot-long ghost king and a hundreds-foot-long demon Buddha, which was extremely strange.
Saint Monk Huineng of Wuxiang Temple looked at the huge demon Buddha of several hundred feet in front of him with an extremely ugly expression.
The Seven Kills Society's Wuxiang Temple's unique skills are already known to everyone, but to actually use their own Wuxiang Temple's unique skills in this way is simply too much.
He tried to fly towards Xiao Yifeng, hoping to find out where he had secretly learned the Wuxiang Heart Sutra, but he was tightly entangled by the white tiger.
"Haha, holy monk, let's play with me. Let's settle the old scores together!" Bai Hu shouted.
Holy Monk Huineng's eyes narrowed slightly and he said in a low voice: "Since Taoist Brother Hu wants to return to Wuxiang Temple to practice Zen again, how could the old monk not agree?"
The demon-subduing pestle in his hand opened and closed, beating Bai Hu until he lost his temper, and secretly cursed that he was so damn strong.
Bai Hu didn't care about his face anymore and shouted loudly: "Xiong Er, what are you still looking at? Come on, let's fight this bald guy together!"
"Bald Qiang?" Venerable Xiong was stunned for a moment, but he quickly flew over and joined the battle.
"Haha, isn't this damn bald guy strong enough? Didn't you think you were beaten by these bald guys from Wuxiang Temple?" Bai Hu laughed.
Venerable Xiong's face darkened, he really didn't want to open any pot!
