First Son-in-law

Hundreds of thousands of demon troops suppressed the situation.

Like a wave of destruction, shocking.

They have strict discipline, iron-blooded style, strict orders and prohibitions, and terrorized clouds.

Each one has the strength of the sixth level of Nirvana. If you kill Qianyuan, you can push all directions horizontally and sweep Liuhe vertically, and the Holy Land can only nest in its old nest, trembling.

But now, there are only four people standing at the gate with a kind of tragic and resolute courage, standing in the cloud of gray gas, facing the 100,000 demon army, their hearts can't help but tremble, but they must not retreat.

"World-Honored Tathagata, Vajra Flame, Lapis Lazuli Tree, Po-Whirling Pure Land!"

Yuanzheng burns himself and plays the strongest magic power.

bang.

The golden nirvana fire poured out.

The Buddha's light shines everywhere, manifesting glass whirling trees, rooted in the void.

This dense area instantly turned into a pure land of Buddhism, like a glorious pass, before intercepting a hundred thousand demon troops.

"Someone is guarding the gate!"

In the magic cloud, there was a joking sound.

"Pass down the order, form the magic formation, and cut across the Thousand Mountain Wheel!"

Word off!

The magic cloud rolled, dispatching troops and generals.

A thousand demons lined up, bursting out like a flood of demons.

Intertwined with each other, condensed into an array, forming a 30,000-foot magic wheel, covered with magic teeth and barbs, and filled with sin and demon patterns. Under the rapid rotation, the sharpness is endless, and the void will be split, and it will cut towards the pure land of mother-in-law.

"It's over!"

Yuan Zheng's face is as dead ashes.

This magic wheel can kill dharma signs.

His level of cultivation, even with all his strength, is still as fragile as paper.

Although he has the courage to break the boat, the difference in realm is too big, and it is not something that can be resisted by a passion.

"Let me do it!"

Dugu Laomo made a move and threw a few pieces of precious jade.

These are the top grade gems produced by the Yuchun tree, engraved with intricate formation patterns, once activated, they will be embedded in the magic wheel.

There was a bang, the demon gang was in chaos, the formation collapsed, and the huge demon wheel exploded. Thousands of demons were rushed out, and suffered a lot of backlash. Blow up.

Immediately!

The demon army became noisy.

"What is the origin of that black-robed man?"

"I can see through the flaws of the formation at a glance, is he a Demon Buddha?"

"Don't underestimate the enemy, let's change the battle formation, kill this fellow, completely tear the boundary between good and evil, and invade Qianyuan."

The army of one hundred thousand demons surged for a while, and several thousands of demon teams were separated, some turned into soul-chasing ghost guns, some turned into Shura magic knives, and some turned into shrouding Yin poisons and bloodthirsty demon wolves. With cooperation, attack the pass.

"Still the same old thing."

The corner of Dugu Laomo's mouth twitched, calm and calm.

He seems to be used to this kind of method, and he has long had a way to deal with it, throwing all kinds of jade one after another, and cracking it easily.

Only this one person can overwhelm a hundred thousand demon army.

Yuanzheng was dumbfounded, this taciturn black-robed man actually had such combat power.

Hanxin Dance, Li Pingan also felt unreal, it was too easy.

"Dugu Wudi, you really linger. But it saves me from searching around, and I will destroy your remnant soul today!"

A demonic voice sounded.

A ray of purple light flew out of the magic cloud.

This is a blood shadow, reflecting the scene of blood flowing into rivers and piles of corpses.

"Purple Blood Saint Demon, I never thought you would personally conquer." Old Demon Dugu waved his hand as if he was facing a formidable enemy, and five colors of light swept out, turning into a spear of judgment, and threw it out forcefully.

Sigh.

Like a meteor piercing the night sky.

Powerfully penetrated the ten Nirvana Demon Commanders, and directly attacked the Purple Blood Saint Demon.

"I came here this time, but I brought a small gadget." The Purple Blood Saint Demon drew out a forest white bone knife, which was surrounded by magic lines and had serrated teeth. There were twelve orifices on it, flowing the power of evil death.

With a single slash, the shadow of blood is like a tide, evolving into thousands of devils, sweeping towards him.

Yuanzheng's Pure Land Xiongguan was washed away on the spot, and the blood tide remained undiminished, and it was still overwhelming, extremely deadly.

"I will resist him, be careful."

Dugu Laomo shot with all his strength.

Yuanzu's blood burst out, condensing a bloody lotus.

This is just the phantom of the blood god lotus, but it has the will to suppress all living beings. One lotus suppresses it, tearing apart the waves of blood, and even stealing part of the blood energy to feed back to itself.

"Haha! Good baby, it shouldn't belong to you." The Purple Blood Saint Demon didn't flinch in the slightest, and the blade in his hand was even more fierce. The blood gang soared ten thousand feet into the sky, and the killing momentum rushed to the profound entrance, and directly fought fiercely with Dugu Old Demon.

Jingle!

The bone knives are vertical and horizontal, and the killing intent is blooming.

The blood lotus bloomed like a peerless magic weapon.

The two things are constantly connected, sparks burst out, and arouse layers of space ripples.

The fighting power of these two people far exceeds the sixth level of Nirvana, and now they are entangled together, and their tactics are becoming more and more fierce, as if they are fighting to the death.

"Oops!"

Yuan Zheng's face changed in shock.

Old Demon Dugu was held back, and they were about to face the army of one hundred thousand demons.

"attack!"

Among the magic clouds.

That voice sounded again.

One hundred thousand demon troops moved in response to the sound, all bursting with monstrous demon energy, forming a formation.

Some turned into thousands of mountain magic wheels, some turned into soul chasing ghost spears, and some turned into poisonous poisonous birds and thorn chains...

This group of demon army is not loose sand, but an iron-blooded army trained from the wars of the various worlds, cooperating with each other.

Some are in the vanguard, some are in the back, and some are in charge of the formation. When the combination strikes down, the heaven and earth will be shaken, and the dharma will also be wiped out.

"let me!"

Li Pingan stood at the pass resolutely.

Although he is sick and weak, he has the aura of "one man guards the gate, and ten thousand men can't open it".

"Isn't it the 100,000 demon army, watch me destroy you!" Li Pingan was full of confidence, put down the simple stone box behind his back, and was about to open it.

However.

The stone box remained untouched.

Li Pingan panicked and broke out in cold sweat:

"What's going on? The stone box has been suppressed and cannot be opened at all!"

"Brother Li, be careful!" Yuan Zheng saw the infinite tide of magic sweeping in, the power was astounding, and Li Ping'an was about to fall.

Sudden!

A bright white moonlight shines down.

"What time is it, still playing tricks!"

Han Xinwu let out a cold snort, her strength was at full strength, and the bright moonlight bloomed all over her body.

She is like a fairy in the moon palace, lonely and cold, with fluttering white clothes, and a little cold white fluorescent light flying out between her eyebrows, she is a precious pearl, like a bright moon.

As soon as this bead comes out, the light is infinite, just like in the dark night, when the bright moon is in the sky, thousands of holy lights burst out, tearing apart the magic cloud, piercing through the magic formation, sweeping away the enemies from all directions, and turning this area into a vacuum.

"Holy Artifact!"

Yuan Zheng was horrified.

Han Xinwu actually carried a holy artifact with her.

This is a treasure enough to suppress the background of Daozong, and it is supremely noble.

Judging by Han Xinwu's random manipulation posture, it should be that the sacred weapon recognizes its master, which is almost impossible.

Under normal circumstances, after the death of the original owner, the sacred vessel will only accept offerings and provide shelter, but will not recognize the owner.

It's like a natural clock, equivalent to a saint, suddenly recognizing a Nirvana junior as the master, it's just wishful thinking.

Of course, there are exceptions. The holy bodhi tree is equivalent to a holy weapon, and the recognition of the Lord Demon Buddha shocked the entire Qianyuan world.

In a sense, if Han Xinwu did not die young, she would be the second Demonic Buddha-like figure.

"You bastard, it turns out you still have a trump card."

Li Pingan was very pleasantly surprised: "With this holy artifact, we can completely crush a hundred thousand demon army."

"You think too much!" Han Xinwu's face was pale, trembling all over, and she seemed to die suddenly on the spot: "The Qianyuan Great World is incomplete and cannot accommodate saints, so the holy spirit fell into a deep sleep. I am using my soul to control Taiyin Haoyue Beads, the level difference is too big, and the soul will be crushed."

As she said.

The Taiyin Haoyue Pearl freezes in the void.

Just summoning the holy bead has already exhausted everything, and it is simply delusional to launch an offensive.

But this is enough, the holy bead is blocked at the pass, exuding the radiant holy brilliance, like a flowing cloud, condensing the white moonlight, sweeping away all the devilish monsters, a hundred thousand demon troops dare not approach at all, if there is anyone who is not afraid of death, the moonlight According to the photo, he became weak instantly, and Yuanzheng was solved easily.

"Nice bead!"

In the magic cloud, that voice sounded.

"The posture of a saint, the beauty of the world, is qualified to warm my bed."

Stab it!

The magic cloud tore apart.

A peerless figure rushed out.

He has black hair and black pupils, is as cold as ice, as deep as night, and is infinitely noble.

This is a demon, extremely coercive, powerful in battle, with a pair of icy eyes who despise all living beings, proud of the world, seems to be a born emperor, with an aura of controlling the world and ruling life and death.

As soon as he appeared, the 100,000 demon army was terrified, all knelt down and trembled:

"I'm waiting for the siege to fail, so I ask the emperor to calm down."