Legend of the Great Sage

The moonlight is like water, and the shadows of the trees are dancing.

Xiao An stood in the tower forest. To her, this was the largest treasure house in Yongzhou.

Although Abbot Qiu Shan's return caused some trouble, it was expected. Rather, it was the best thing to say. In Qing Shan's words, it was - revenge!

Of course, in fact, she had no such emotions, not even the slightest bit of hatred towards Master Zuo who attacked her.

Everything is natural, nothing has ever been so natural.

There is no need to be entangled between Buddhas and demons, and there is no need to consider right and wrong. According to the saying of "The Way of Zhu Yan and White Bones" - endless troubles are vowed to be eradicated!

But does this mean there are no worries?

Uh-huh!

A golden sword came towards her from behind, and she swung the Buddha-killing sword without looking back.

Clang!

The blades of the swords crossed each other, and the Buddha-killing sword cut deeply into the golden sword. The statue of the Bodhisattva holding the sword suddenly lost its luster, collapsed and fell to the ground. Even the weapon in his hand could not withstand the Buddha-killing sword.

At this time, more than a dozen golden statues surrounded him again.

The sword flashed, drawing a zigzag trajectory, and three heads flew up.

She merged her body and sword into one, broke through the encirclement, cut open a relic pagoda, took out the relic, held it in the palm of her hand, and immediately burned it, turning into samadhi white bone fire.

boom!

The stupa in front of her was smashed into pieces. One of them was three feet tall, with a golden figure of a crouching tiger and a arhat with an angry look on its face. It stretched out its arms to grab her, while the evil wind behind it picked up again and attacked her from both sides.

She threw herself directly into the arms of the golden figure of the Crouching Tiger Arhat, and the blade of the Buddha-killing sword in her left hand slightly expanded and contracted. There was a sword mark on the palm of Fuhu Arhat's golden body, and he immediately stopped.

She smashed the golden body of Fuhu Arhat into pieces. Throwing the Immortal Abandoned Sword with her right hand, the light of the sword was like a wandering evil dragon, turning and flying around her body, piercing and cutting off the golden statues.

Kill the Buddha to defend, the immortal abandons the attack!

The two swords simultaneously cast extremely similar yet completely different "Heaven and Earth Hidden Sword Techniques", intertwining vertically and horizontally into a sword net. No golden statue could block her sword, and no golden statue could touch the corner of her clothes. .

Boom boom boom!

She shuttled through the tower forest, the golden statue following close behind. Tower after tower collapsed and fell.

She casually took out the relics one by one. Integrating into a body of white bones, it becomes faster and stronger.

Finally, Tallinn collapsed. All the relics of eminent monks over the past ten thousand years have been collected by her.

In the originally ethereal eyes. It was burning with billowing flames at the moment. Looking back, there are more than a dozen golden statues chasing after them.

Turning over to face him, the agile sword light danced like a stream of light. A fleeting moment in the darkness.

Returning to their original positions, the dozen or so golden statues behind them all stood motionless, slowly collapsing and toppling over.

"Buddha's Enemy!"

Abbot Qiu Shan saw that the pagoda forest was destroyed, and his eyes were about to burst, but he could not leave the main hall.

After losing Talin, the Heavenly King's ground formation became more and more shaky, and countless roaring and roaring sounds came from under the feet, as if the ghosts of hell were beating on the gate of hell. Once the suppression is lost, the demons will return to the world!

"Fellow Taoists, Qiushan Temple is in trouble, please come to rescue quickly!"

At this time, several rays of light leaped onto the horizon, and support arrived.

However, Xiao An didn't care. He took out the Blood Sea Flag and waved it gently, and it rose up in the wind. A sea of ​​​​blood rushed out. The thick blood flooded the temples on the hills and desecrated the statues of gods and Buddhas.

In the mountains, screams and screams could be heard one after another. As soon as the monk fell into the sea of ​​blood, he was tightly hugged and bitten by countless skeletons. In the blink of an eye, it turned into a pool of blood, leaving only one skeleton, which he hunted with other skeletons. The man who fell into the sea.

There were also many who, relying on their extraordinary cultivation, jumped into the air, but a large dark red wave rushed towards them and swept them into the sea of ​​blood. The sword light also turned and flew, killing all the monks who flew high enough. No matter whether it is through one or two heavenly tribulations, how can it withstand the sharp edge of the Immortal Abandoned Sword.

In a moment, the sea of ​​blood covered all the hills, leaving only the main hall where Abbot Qiu Shan was located, becoming an isolated island.

Although the Blood Sea Flag is too broken to face the enemy head-on, it is still quite useful for attacking fortresses. After swallowing up all the monks in the temple, the holes in the Blood Sea Flag gradually closed and became even redder.

The Buddha's light dimmed, the great array collapsed, and the phantom of the Eastern King Dhritahara disappeared.

boom!

The main hall was rushed into the sky, demonic energy surged out wildly, and countless demons, large and small, crawled out of the demon cave.

Abbot Qiu Shan stood amidst the billowing demonic energy, looking a little dazed, as if he had a nightmare. He couldn't believe that Qiu Shan Temple, an ancient temple with thousands of years of history, was destroyed in his own hands like this?

Tears rolled down his face as thousands of demons drowned him.

"Roar!"

A hysterical roar killed tens of millions of demons and drove away the billowing demonic energy.

Abbot Qiu Shan formed the inner and outer lion seals on his hands, used his lifelong cultivation, and turned into a crazy golden lion, rushing towards Xiao An.

Xiao An looked over, his demeanor was calm and peaceful, even kind-hearted.

With a finger, a hundred-foot-high wave rose from the surging sea of ​​blood, soaring straight into the sky, like a high wall, isolating each other, and falling towards the abbot of Qiushan.

boom!

Torrents of blood splashed, countless skeletons were shattered, and the golden lion rushed out of the sea of ​​​​blood, "Buddha enemy, I will die with you!"

However, the place where Xiao An was standing was now empty, and he suddenly felt empty in his heart before hearing the ringing of the bell.

He felt a pain in his chest and looked down. There was a skeleton that had not been smashed by him. He was holding a sword in his hand and pierced his chest deeply.

The golden lion disappeared, leaving only Abbot Qiu Shan. He wanted to self-destruct and die with the Buddha's enemies, but he could no longer do it. He was full of resentment and unwillingness: "How can I, the Buddhist dharma, be so restrained? How can I be so restrained?"

If it weren't for the Buddha-killing sword, the giant Buddha would be able to force her. If it weren't for the Blood Sea Flag, the Heavenly King's Ground Formation would not have collapsed so quickly. The Skeleton Demon, who did not directly participate in the war, also distracted the Yongzhou Palace. The Immortal Abandoned Sword played an even greater role. It first broke through the mountain guarding formation, and then broke through the seal of the Demon Cave, killing the golden statue like a dog.

She used the power of these magic weapons to the extreme, taking advantage of them and striking them fatally.

Xiao An didn't answer and pulled out the Buddha-killing sword.

A ball of samadhi white bone fire poured into the body, and the resentful and unwilling face of Abbot Qiu Shan appeared and disappeared.

At this point, all the injuries she suffered in the Ghost Tower battle had recovered, and her cultivation had improved to a higher level. She looked back at the rescuers.

"Abbot Qiu Shan!"

Several high-ranking monks were all dumbfounded. The famous Qiushan Temple in Yongzhou was destroyed overnight. How is this possible?

"Buddha's Enemy!"

With a flash of golden light, an old monk made a desperate dash and became the king of monks who had survived three heavenly tribulations.

Xiao An held both swords in his hands, stepped on the sea of ​​blood, and flew forward to meet him.

As soon as the bell rang, figures passed by each other, and the old monk was defeated.

Several high-ranking monks were shocked and retreated one after another. To be continued...)