First Son-in-law

Why did the Qingqiong Holy Land perish?

Everyone was a little puzzled, and didn't understand why Mofo asked such a question.

Han Xinwu frowned and said: "Qingqiong Holy Land is the lord of Qingzhou and the vanguard against the evil tide. All disciples died in battle."

"It seems that everyone tacitly revised the history." Demon Buddha was not at all surprised: "If you have the opportunity, you can go to Xingxiu Holy Land, where there is a complete history of Qianyuan."

Qin Li frowned. Could it be that the current history has been revised.

at this time!

There was an explosion in the distance.

Rumbling, deafening.

Everyone was stunned for a moment, then rose into the sky and looked at the distant scenery.

Outside the bodhi forest, a cloud of smoke and dust filled the air, and when the army of righteousness and demons met, it was another fierce battle.

They all met the Demon City and were guided by the city lord to come here.

At the same time, they also sent out messages to gather colleagues.

As a result, more and more people gathered together, and finally met the other party and shot directly.

"You demon cubs, who are obviously Qianyuan cultivators, actually want to take over the army of demons and demonize the universe." Zi Xuankong's eyes were like thunder, his whole body was enveloped in purple energy, and he launched a series of powerful attacks.

"Your hypocrisy is really disgusting. Don't you want to take over the Buddha's world and destroy the evil way?" The dark lord held an umbrella in one hand and a black orb in the other, pouring out the infinite night.

People from both sides tried their best, and all kinds of supernatural powers and spiritual treasures greeted them, leaving a mess in all directions, and more and more righteous demon monks joined the battle. The destructive power was increasing day by day, and it had already spread to Bodhi Forest.

"Stop, don't destroy this mountain and river."

The Mofo exhaled.

The sound was like a bell, shocking thousands of miles away.

The vitality of heaven and earth is silent, and the void is solidified.

The righteous demon monks trembled in their hearts, their supernatural powers were hindered, and they all looked sideways.

"What is the origin of that ascetic monk? I don't even know the battle that suppressed thousands of us."

"It seems to be the secret supernatural power "Da Lei Yin" from Da Lei Yin Temple!"

"Those juniors are also there!"

Everyone looked weird.

He didn't recognize the identity of Mo Buddha at all.

After all, the portraits that have been handed down in the world are all of him in a peerless appearance. Before his fall, he was praised as a jade-faced beauty, but now he is old and out of shape.

"Everyone, he is the Demon Buddha, and he is still alive and well!"

Yuanzheng yelled anxiously.

heard the words.

The righteous demon cultivator was stunned.

Everyone's minds didn't turn around for a while.

When they came back to their senses, everyone's pupils shrank and their faces turned pale.

"Magic Buddha, he is not dead!" The righteous monks were all terrified, and the demonic monks were also terrified.

This existence is a character who kills both good and evil.

Back then, the unification of the twelve demon sects was completely done by killing, and almost cut off the inheritance of each sect. Although he was sealed later, he was able to project divine thoughts and monitor the demon sects at all times.

"What's there to be afraid of?"

Zi Xuankong held up the killing sword and shouted angrily:

"Look at his old appearance, half of his body is about to sink into the ground."

"Presumably he is already too weak, and we have nearly 5,000 monks, can't we kill him?"

The monk of the righteous way nodded, and his mind became active: "This devil should have been put to death long ago. No matter who kills him, he will be a hero in the world, and his name will go down in history. His reputation can overwhelm the three heroes."

"Let me kill him!"

The Holy Master Hailong was impatient and rushed out.

Although the cultivation base was suppressed, the tens of thousands of feet of dragon body manifested, just like a blue scale mountain range, crushed by the force of a tsunami.

"The Sea Dragon Sacred Clan is indeed in decline." Mo Buddha flicked his fingers, very understatement, lacklustre, and without any shocking momentum, making people suspect that he just flicked his fingers.

Stab it!

A cracking sound sounded.

The dragon's body froze, the dragon's tail was cut off, and blood gushed out.

It's like a big mountain falling, and the dragon's tail slams down, cracking the rocks, and the dragon's blood splashed can fill the pool.

"It hurts! What happened to my tail?" Holy Master Hailong was terrified, picked up the dragon's tail, retreated frantically, and hid in the allied forces of the righteous way, trembling, not daring to come out again.

Everyone was terrified. Although the Demon Buddha was old, he was still the Lord of Destroying the World.

"Good method!"

Old Demon Dugu saw the way.

Qin Li said via voice transmission: "Senior, what method did he use?"

"The Dao is the strings of a zither, killing a person with a flick of the finger." Dugu Laomo praised: "If it wasn't for the flaws of the Qianyuan Great World, he would definitely be able to prove the Dao and become a saint."

Qin Li gasped, this kind of evaluation is too strong, I remember the last time Dugu Laomo made such an evaluation, he is a master and a devil, who has accumulated hundreds of thousands of years and has great luck and great wisdom.

"This demon is too evil, let's go together and crush him together!"

Zi Xuankong shouted angrily and commanded the heroes.

Righteous path monks shot one after another.

All kinds of top supernatural powers poured out.

All the top methods of the Qianyuan Great World appeared at the same time, interweaving all kinds of visions, billions of murderous intentions, and the brilliance was dazzling to the limit, just like a round of sun erupting, destroying the sky and destroying the earth, tearing apart the space.

This set of tricks is too terrifying, the Dharma will also tremble, and nearly a thousand demon cultivators are also trembling, but they have no intention of helping them.

"I've said it all, don't ruin this mountain and river."

Mo Buddha raised his hand to lead.

The bodhi forest under the feet shows its original appearance.

The trunk is like crystal, with natural dao marks, and there are Buddha patterns on the leaves, bursting out billions of cold wisdom.

The majestic wisdom light is compressed layer by layer, turned into filaments, intertwined into a net, covering more than ten thousand miles, and wrapped up the densely packed supernatural powers, calming the vitality, annihilating the strength, and everything returned to calm.

one move!

Resist five thousand supernatural powers.

How powerful? Swallow mountains and rivers!

"One hundred thousand years have passed, and the righteous way still hasn't made much progress!"

The Demon Buddha waved his hand, and the old bodhi tree next to the thatched house rose into the air, bursting out with wisdom light, manifesting its original appearance.

This is a holy tree, the roots of which are like crystals, twisted and vigorous, rooted in the void, drawing endless vitality.

The tree trunk is like amber, flowing with the light of the holy Buddha, carrying the mystery of the avenue, which is indescribable.

The leaves are like emerald jade, and the veins of golden silk outline the Buddha's Zen image, and the solemn Buddha sings burst out, which is enlightening.

"get out!"

Mofo Kazuki pulled down.

Hundreds of millions of Buddha lights swept out, covering the clear sky.

Regardless of whether you are a powerful figure, or the lord of the Holy Land, or the arrogance of the age, you have all been drawn out, and you have no power to resist.

"Run away, go and invite the Sanxiong, only they can subdue the Demon Buddha!" ​​The five thousand righteous monks were all scared out of their wits. At this moment, they only understood the horror of the Demon Buddha. No wonder the righteous path tried its best to subdue it a hundred thousand years ago.

"The Holy Bodhi Tree."

Old Demon Dugu was very interested.

Qin Li exclaimed: "This is the same as the Wuji sword pine, it is the spiritual root of heaven and earth."

Yuanzheng felt resentful in his heart, and said painfully: "This is the treasure of Daleiyin Temple, the tree revered by Buddhism. When the Demon Buddha was born, the Bodhi tree took the initiative to recognize its owner. Even if he fell into a demon, the holy tree still followed him."

As the son of Yaoxiong, Zhenyue understands the horror of this tree: "The reason why the Demon Buddha is invincible in the world depends largely on this sacred tree. Therefore, the major holy places will spare no effort to forge weapons for the three heroes as a resistance. "

"Meet the Demon Buddha!"

The twelve suzerains fell down and worshiped,

Nearly a thousand demon cultivators knelt down and trembled in fright.

One person overwhelms the righteous and the evil, and the only person in the world with such a demeanor is the devil and the Buddha.

"Don't you guys want my corpse to communicate with the great world of gods and demons? You can go together." Mofo said lightly.

The face of the Twelve Devil Sect Masters turned pale: "You have always misunderstood, we just came here to kneel down, how dare you have other thoughts? Now that the three heroes are about to die and the seal has been broken, you can definitely come to Qianyuan and kill Qiankun."

"Not interested in."

Mo Buddha shook his head and asked:

"How about the task I entrusted to you?"

The Twelve Devil Sect Masters were even more terrified, with cold sweat dripping down their foreheads: "We all treat demons kindly, restrain our disciples, and protect the land of the Demon State. Now the land of the Demon State is thriving."

Morpheus smiled:

"Lying in front of me is tantamount to asking for death."

Nearly a thousand demon cultivators were horrified, and shouted: "Devil Buddha, we will be convicted, please give us another chance!"

Mo Buddha's eyes were full of coldness, and he said contemptuously: "In the past 100,000 years, how many times have I given you chances, but I faked my death once, and you all showed your real appearance. I am really disappointed."

"But it doesn't matter anymore, the magic way I was looking forward to has already taken shape, you are worthless, go to hell!"