It was originally a day of ambush, but it was raining heavily in Zhongjing.
This was the heaviest rain in several years. The rain almost turned the entire city upside down, and the torrential force was like a galloping horse.
Wenchang Pavilion invited the article written by Du Sheng himself, "There are tens of millions of mansions to protect the poor people in the world," and turned them into righteous mansions to protect the people living in the city.
There were no pedestrians on the street, not to mention the vendors setting up stalls. Even the well-established pavilion shops were mostly closed. In this weather, apart from the rice noodle shops with customers, I am afraid that only gambling houses and brothels can do business.
Kuanshui Lane.
The old man was sitting at the window, smoking a cigarette and looking at the rain curtain in front of him. He seemed to recall that about three years ago, on such a rainy day, there was a young man holding a bloody long knife in one hand and another in the other. Holding a human head in his hand, he walked down the alley like a zombie.
Until a woman whose face could not be seen clearly walked up to him holding an umbrella and blocked the heavy rain for him... "There is no good rain!" The old man sighed.
As if to echo the old man's words, a ray of cyan light was like a sharp sword, cutting through the rain curtain.
The old man squinted his eyes. Although the blue light was fast, he could see clearly that in the blue light was a wounded scholar. There was a spear drawn on the sleeve of the scholar.
If you cast your pen, please grow your tassel! This is the great scholar of Weiwu Mansion!
"Grandpa." A young man appeared behind the old man and said softly, "There is news from the Western Regions that many great bodhisattvas from the false Buddha have gathered in Mengli City."
The old man nodded and said softly: "I'm going to invite my third uncle."
After saying that, the old man stood up slowly, looked at the heavy rain outside the window, and said with emotion - "Only after the rain has passed, can the sky clear up."
The old man turned and left. The smell of tea was steaming on the table. Next to him was a booklet with four big characters written on it - "Yan Family Instructions"!
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Western Region, Mengli City.
The killings soared to the sky, and the overwhelming sound was endless.
There are no plots or conspiracies on the battlefield at this moment, only head-on fighting.
The golden true meaning of reincarnation, the cyan awe-inspiring righteousness, the colorful earthly aura, and the bright red blood of ancient demons interweave a splendid and dangerous light net on the battlefield, and under the net are flesh, blood and corpses.
The body was lying for hundreds of miles, bleeding and drifting in the oars.
A hundred years later, there will be a chapter left in the history books for this war, and there will be those lamentable names that will be passed down through the ages. But what is recorded on this page is more lives that will never be known to anyone.
The lines of history are filled with the succession of races.
Adamo smashed the last golden body of the Five Deceased Bodhisattva that was besieging him with one punch, and let out a sigh of relief.
As a first-level Martial God, he naturally has a separate battlefield. At this moment, he turned his head, golden light flashed in his eyes, and he saw Bai Xueluo's figure on the battlefield at a glance.
At this time, Bai Xuerong was being besieged by several Arhats. Although Bai Xuerong studied Zen Buddhism with Adamo, her main fighting method now still comes from her innate magical power: Soul Devouring!
This is a soul attack that can devour the opponent's soul bit by bit during the battle.
A quick glance at other battlefields showed that the counterattack of the Pseudo-Buddha had assembled a large number of forces, especially those of the third level and above. Currently, except for Fang Li, the great scholar, who was united in a formation to protect himself, the others were basically under siege, at least two dozen. one.
He saw that there were four Five Decline Bodhisattvas around Aji, only fewer than the five that besieged him. But now these four first-grade Bodhisattvas cannot form four hands even if they are tied together. It seems that Aji is not in any danger.
The next moment, Adamo's figure flashed and appeared behind Bai Xuerong, just in time to block her from the rosary magic weapon that a fake Buddha attacked from behind.
"Adamo!" Bai Xuerong said in surprise, "Are you okay?"
"Call Master!" Adamo replied, and then he snorted slightly, and immediately the spirits of the pseudo-Arhats were shattered and they fell on their backs.
However, Adamo will not enter the low-level area on the battlefield to activate Wushuang. You must know that if you do this, it may be
It will attract the great bodhisattva who is a false Buddha to take action directly.
"You have practiced for less than a year, so there is no need to take risks on this battlefield. I will send you back." Adamo said quickly.
"No, I won't leave!" Bai Xuerong shook his head, then rolled his eyes, and the whole person suddenly disappeared. The clothes fell to the ground, and then a snow-colored exquisite white mouse crawled out from the clothes. The white rat climbed directly onto Adamo's body, and his soul sent a message: "I will fight side by side with you!"
Just as Adamo was about to reply, he noticed several rays of golden light flying towards him. Those golden lights were all Bodhisattvas in the Five Decline Realm.
Without any time to say anything, Adamo directly put Bai Xueluo into his arms and used the Sumeru Mustard Seed technique to hide her. Then, filled with colorful energy, he faced the golden light and rejoined the battle.
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At the same time, high in the sky.
On the battlefield in the void, a woman with a luxurious temperament stood proudly in a ruqi. With a wave of her hand, the battlefield in the void was filled with flying snow. The flying snow was like a knife, and they all rushed towards the fake Buddha and Bodhisattva on the opposite side.
"Thank you, fellow Taoist, but if that's the case, you can't break my golden body!" The fake Buddha Bodhisattva smiled faintly and let the flying snow fall on him. Golden light emitted around his body, blocking the flying snow from his body. Immediately, the great Bodhisattva clenched his fist and punched it hard. In an instant, the wind and snow rolled back, and it seemed as if a flame ignited in the wind and snow, melting the ice and turning the snow.
The half-sage named Xie spat out a mouthful of blood, but his heroic spirit was still there between his brows. The next moment she thought, green willow trees appeared in the snowy world. The willow trees fluttered in the wind, and the willow branches shot towards the big Bodhisattva like long dragons, binding the big Bodhisattva in the blink of an eye.
"Thank you Daoyun, it's useless." The golden bodhisattva said, "My golden body is restraining your snowy intention, you can't hurt me."
Xie Daoyun's expression remained unchanged, and a huge shadow of a treasure tree appeared behind him.
"Xie Family Treasure Tree!" The golden Bodhisattva's eyes were slightly solemn. The Xie Family Treasure Tree is a source material unique to the Xie family of the Saint Clan. It belongs to the rare Qiankun species. Judging from the shadow behind Xie Daoyun, it seems that the source material grown from that treasure tree is regarded as the treasure of enlightenment.
Xie Daoyun ignored the golden Bodhisattva and raised one hand, and the palm was quickly covered with a layer of frost.
Question: If you have a cold body and put on more clothes, how can you treat a cold heart?
The slender palm seemed to have turned into a huge ax that opened up the world.
Xie Daoyun slashed his palm at the big golden Bodhisattva. The wind and snow started again, and the surrounding temperature dropped rapidly. The big Bodhisattva's eyes condensed, and his whole body suddenly ignited with raging flames, burning the wicker that bound him. Finally, he was able to catch up with Xie Daoyun's attack. He broke free from the shackles of the wicker before arriving. At this time, he refused to dodge, and the flames on his body re-condensed into a fire lotus, facing Xie Daoyun's attack.
"The Red Lotus of Karma..." Xie Daoyun spoke for the first time, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised in a disdainful smile.
She, Xie Daoyun, was born in the Xie family, and married the second son of the calligrapher Wang Xizhi.
She has grown up among the proud ones all her life, but her husband is a mediocre man who cannot stand up to the wall. He is obviously not the material to guard one side, but because of his status, he takes on the responsibility of guarding one side. Her repeated advice to her husband to prepare for defense fell on deaf ears.
Until the barbarian army came and slaughtered the people, her husband and four sons were all killed in the battle. Her hair turned gray overnight, she entered the Confucian Confucian School with a sword, and led an army to resist the barbarian army.
The loss of her husband and son in middle age completely destroyed her spirit. Even if she became a scholar, the agile "Wind in the Forest Xie Yongxu" of the past would no longer exist in this world.
But unlike everyone who judged her to be depressed, Xie Daoyun picked up the sword again. Comparing one's feelings with one's own, how many people like her lost their husbands and children in that battle? She wanted to "atone" for her incompetent husband.
Whenever there is a war, she must take the lead, year after year. She has been promoted to semi-saint.
As one of the few female Half-Saints, some people don't understand her promotion to Half-Saint, and wonder where her reasoning lies?
Han Changli once used six words to explain: Deep love, deep responsibility!
Now, the holy war in the Western Region has resumed, and she has appeared on the battlefield again.
It’s snowing all over the world, it’s cold at the moment
The wind suddenly picked up, and the wind and snow visible to the naked eye surrounded the red lotus. The lotus was gradually covered with ice and frozen.
"I have a clear conscience, what can the fire of karma do to me?" Xie Daoyun shouted coldly, and waved his palm again. In the sky, the cold wind was like a knife, flying frost entered the sword, and the real wind knife and frost sword enveloped the great Bodhisattva, Hitting the golden body of the Great Bodhisattva continuously, one or two attacks is nothing, but what if it were a thousand swords?
A series of scars appeared on the body of the great Bodhisattva. The great Bodhisattva took a deep breath, and a pagoda appeared from his body. But at this time, Xie Daoyunxiu raised his hand, placed his two fingers together like swords, and pointed at his forehead, Blood remained from Xie Daoyun's forehead.
Suddenly, the pagoda that originally blocked the wind and frost sword was immediately covered with ice and snow and turned into an ice tower.
This chill is not caused by magical principles, but comes from the heart. Awe-inspiring!
The next moment, the wind stopped and the frost stopped. In front of Xie Daoyun, there was a glazed ice crystal tower, and in the tower, a big Bodhisattva was like an ice sculpture, and his soul was frozen.
A great Bodhisattva was frozen to death!
At this time, Xie Daoyun's face was pale and her heart was chilling. She had also suffered a lot of damage, and she was afraid that she would not be able to fight anymore.
When Xie Daoyun took over Feixue Tiandi and was about to smash the ice crystal tower, a sudden change occurred!
In the void, golden light suddenly flashed, and a vajra pestle flew and hit Xie Daoyun hard on the back of the head. The shadow of the Xie Family Treasure Tree behind Xie Daoyun appeared, blocking the vajra pestle, but was directly scattered by the vajra pestle. Then he hit Xie Daoyun on the vest, and Xie Daoyun immediately spurted out a mouthful of blood.
"Three Bodhi Realm!" Xie Daoyun reluctantly turned around and saw the vajra hitting her heavenly cap again.
This is a fake great Bodhisattva in the Three Bodhi realms sneaking up on her! Almost at the same time, an angry voice sounded: "Yang Lian Zhenjia!"
After the words fell, a palm appeared, holding the vajra, and then the palm used force to crush the vajra into pieces.
"Mr. Han..." Blood flowed from the corner of Xie Daoyun's mouth, "That blow just now shattered my Confucian heart. Today I will fight for the last time for the human race!"
Han Changli's voice came: "Xie Yongxu, don't be impulsive..." Xie Daoyun shook his head gently and closed his eyes.
At this moment, she seemed to have returned to her youth, when her uncle pointed to the heavy snow outside and asked, "What does the heavy snow look like?"
"Not like catkins blowing up in the wind."
"For the loss of my son's city, I will pay for it with my whole life!" Xie Daoyun said softly, and the holy body slowly dissipated, turning into white snow like catkins, floating out of the void and falling from the sky.
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On the battlefield, snowflakes fell, one by one, falling on the battlefield.
The snowflakes fell on the human race and melted immediately. A cold feeling rushed into the soul, immediately suppressing the interference of the overwhelming sound in Mengli City to the soldiers.
The snowflakes fell on the injured area of the human race and immediately turned into ice crystals, sealing the wound.
Snowflakes fell on the human corpses and immediately froze them to prevent any dust.
But among the snowflakes in the sky, all the human soldiers felt a sense of sadness in their hearts. "Holy Fall..."
"Not Half Saint Fang Li..."
"The custom of the forest, chanting half-saints like Xu..."
In an instant, almost all the soldiers roared at the same time - "Kill!"
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Above the sky, Han Changli's face was livid. He knew that the counterattack of the Pseudo Buddha was to promote the peak holy war, and that Yang Lianzhenjia would shamelessly do evil things, but his attention was focused on Wang Banshan and Zeng Zigu. The top half-saints and even Lang Feixian had a trace of energy involved.
But he didn't expect that his target would be Xie Daoyun.
Yes, Xie Daoyun Shengyun may arouse the Xie family's dissatisfaction with the Wang family.
After all, there is only one semi-saint like Wang Xianzhi in the Wang family. As the daughter-in-law of the Wang family, why doesn’t Xie Daoyun have a calligraphy treasure from a calligrapher to protect her body?
Knowing that it was difficult to kill those top half-saints with one blow, Yang
Lian Zhenjia still found a way to create trouble for the human race.
Thoughts flashed through his mind quickly. Han Changli kept moving his feet in the void. In an instant, he used the Three Questions and Semi-Saints to kill three false Buddhas and Bodhisattvas!
Are you being unreasonable?
Okay, then stop being unreasonable!
It wasn't until he was about to attack the fourth figure that he was finally blocked by a golden Buddha's handprint. Han Changli looked at Yang Lianzhenjia standing in front of him and said coldly: "Let go and kill!"
"Let's see whether you kill my Confucian half-sage first, or I kill all your fake Buddhas and Bodhisattvas first!" Yang Lian Zhenjia's expression remained unchanged: "This is what the poor monk wants to do."
"only···.·."
Yang Lianzhenjia glanced at the Confucian camp. At this time, the Confucian half-sages had received the message, and they all stood with their hands behind their backs, with indifferent expressions.
But in their hands behind them, they all held a peace blade condensed with righteousness!
What about the state of triple bodhi? If you dare to use your realm to bully others, I will bring peace and blow you up!
"Sometimes, poor monks envy the courage of your Confucian disciples." Yang Lianzhenjia sighed, "Sacrificing one's life to go to the national disaster, and seeing death as a sudden return."
"I'll wait, I can't do it." Han Changli snorted coldly.
"Originally, I wanted to delay for a while and find a way to completely pull the barbarians down." Yang Lianzhenjia shook his head, "If it weren't for the White Jade Lingtai, the poor monk wouldn't have known that Donor Chen was practicing the great luck-refining method. "
"In this case, I can't wait any longer."
After the words fell, a golden light appeared next to Yang Lianzhenjia. The golden light dissipated, revealing the figure of Lanxinti Bodhisattva who had just been promoted not long ago.
As the figure of Bodhisattva Lanxinti emerged, several more figures walked out of the sky.
The first one: He is about ten feet tall, his body is dark, and his face is like a ghost. The Three Great Bodhisattvas: Moyindi.
The second one: She has a charming figure, but she has the face of an old woman, with an expression that sounds like she is crying or smiling. The Three Bodhisattvas: Dubanna.
The third one: Short and fat, with a big smile, but there are countless thumb-sized arms extending from his body, which looks extremely scary.
The three Bodhisattva Bodhisattva: Devanu.
There are a total of five great Bodhisattvas in the Three Bodhisattvas state, standing high in the sky.
"Okay, okay!" Han Changli didn't say anything, but an old man's voice rang out, "It's rare that you idiots are out."
After the words fell, Li Ao walked out of the void, glanced at the three Bodhisattvas in front of him, stretched out his hand and pointed at Moindi: "It's you!"
Mo Yindi's expression remained unchanged, he nodded, turned around and walked into the void. Li Ao and Han Changli looked at each other, turned into a ray of green light, and chased Mo Yindi away.
At this time, Dubana looked in another direction and said, "Yan Shigu, how about we go together?" "Bah, bah, bah!" A figure who looked to be in his thirties appeared in the air, "I would rather deal with monsters. , and don’t want to face ugly monsters!”
"Huh?" That Devonu frowned slightly and looked at Yan Shigu.
Dubanna snorted coldly and flew directly towards Yan Shigu. Yan Shigu took a step back and escaped into the void, and Dubanna also rushed directly into the void.
Yang Lianzhenjia looked at Han Changli and said, "Lan Xinti is unexpected, please ask Mr. Han to take care of it." "Devnu's opponent should be Chen Xiyi!"
Han Changli shook his head and said, "There is no need for Mr. Chen to take action. All three of you belong to me." "Han Changli, don't be too..."
Before Yang Lianzhenjia finished speaking, he saw Han Changli wave his hand, and a force suddenly fell on Yanglianzhenjia, Devanu, and Lan Xinti, connecting them with him and being involved in the void battlefield.
At the same time, Han Changli's voice rang in the ears of the saints - "Today's holy war, no rules!"
"The more you kill, the better!"
"Lang Feixian, don't challenge the Second Bodhi Realm, the First Bodhi Realm is left to you!"
The next moment, void battlefields unfolded in the sky, and the sky seemed to have a big hole.
The all-out holy war in the Daxuan Western Region begins!
But whether it is Yang Lianzhenjia or Han Changli, they all know in their hearts that the real battlefield is not in the Western Region, but in Dongcang!
After Dongcang fell, the human race was bound to return its troops, and the Western Regions got a chance to breathe. Dongcang Victory······
Yang Lianzhenjia shook his head. What victory can Dongcang win? Mantian, Golden Tent Palace.
At this time, there was singing and dancing in the Golden Tent Palace, and a high-level banquet was going on. Emperor Mantian frequently toasted to the two barbarian gods sitting below, while the towering barbarian god stood aside holding a wine pot.
"Dongcang City was originally a semi-abandoned city of the human race, located northeast of Daxuan and close to the East China Sea." Emperor Naman said while drinking, "To the north of Dongcang City is the Beast King Valley of Mantian. There is a Barbarian Beast Lord equivalent to the Yiyang Barbarian God living in that valley, so there is no existence of our Barbarian City nearby."
"Unexpectedly, that boy Chen Luo took advantage of this and built such a majestic city under our noses. The martial arts academy, military academy, and Zhuge Temple that are most valued by the human race are all from Dongcang."
"Don't worry, my emperor." A great barbarian god below smiled disdainfully and said, "We only need to release our breath, and the barbarian beast doesn't dare to move."
"When we arrived in Dongcang, it was just a city, and it was destroyed with one palm!" Another barbarian god nodded: "If one palm fails, just two palms!"
"Beast King Valley, Dongcang City, these are all trivial matters." At this time, Ta Gu said, "Two great barbarian gods, you need to be careful about the human race ambushing Sanwen Semi-Saint or Sanzhan Taoist nearby."
"The news coming from the Western Region is that Chen Xiyi's whereabouts are unknown!"
The two San Yang Great Barbarian Gods looked at each other, smiled easily, and one of them waved his hand and said, "It doesn't matter!
"Gurzi will go with us."
"Gurzi!" Ta Gu's expression changed. This is one of the elders of the Mantian Palace. He is the Great Manji equivalent to the Three Yang Realm!
"Then, there is no problem!" Emperor Man was also a little surprised, but he still laughed heartily, "However, the three of them returned immediately after they succeeded. Although there is currently no Yuan Hai and no action, I am worried that the Dragon King of Yuan Hai Will be a helping hand to the human race!"
"Of course!" The two great barbarian gods nodded easily, then stood up and said, "My emperor, the banquet has been stopped for the time being."
"We will drink again after we destroy Dongcang City."
Hearing this, Emperor Mantian nodded, and as soon as he released his breath, the whole hall suddenly became quiet. The dancing singer also stayed in place. In the hall, there were only two Great Mantian Gods, Emperor Mantian and Ta Gu, who seemed to be moving in time. outside.
The respect of the two great barbarian gods was very useful to Emperor Man. They paid a little greeting and strode out of the Golden Tent Palace.
At this time, Emperor Mantian turned around and saw a hint of worry on Ta Gu's brows. He couldn't help but smile and said, "Ta Gu, what are you thinking about?"
"My Emperor!" Ta Gu hesitated for a moment and then said, "Chen Luo, where are you?"
