Projection of the Heavens

The night is dark, the moonlight is faint.

Outside the residence of Xie Jizong, a group of Buddhist masters headed by Daoxin and other four holy monks came to this place in the moonlight.

Since the first generation of evil emperor Xie Bo, Xie Jizong has been the most hidden force among the six factions of the two factions of the Demon Sect.

The Han general Ran Min, who Mo Yiming assisted the Shi Zhao regime, aimed to expel the Tartars, but with Ran Min's defeat, he was forced to disappear.

His disciple Xiang Yutian is a prodigy, not only inheriting his evil extremist sect, but also in martial arts, even better than him. For hundreds of years, although the evil extremist sect has not been vigorously developed.

But it is also the most prosperous sect among the demons today.

"Buddhist Taoism!"

"Buddhist Emperor Heart!"

"Buddhist Jiaxiang!"

"Buddhist wisdom!"

"Buddhism is empty!"

"See you Mr. Xiang!"

The huge sound waves that pierced through the golden cracking stones rolled away, shrouding the entire Evil Extremist sect and resounding throughout the wilderness.

boom!

The lights in the Evil Supreme Sect resident suddenly brightened, countless torches were raised, and countless noisy footsteps sounded.

After the tea time, the masters of the evil extreme sect rushed out of the station.

"Old monk Daoxin! Why did my evil extreme sect have trouble?"

Among the masters of the evil extreme sect, Zhou Laotan stepped out and shouted loudly.

Zhou Laotan was wearing a monk's robe, his face was as broad as a pot, his chin was bulging, his two thick lips protruded like a bird's peck, his big eyes were like two ghosts, his body was short and fat, but his hands were as thick as tree trunks. Five fingers as thick as radishes, indescribably ferocious and evil.

When a group of Buddhist monks saw that Zhou Laotan was wicked, but he was wearing a monk's robe, they couldn't help frowning secretly.

"Zhou Laotan, I don't know your master, where is the contemporary evil emperor Xiang Yutian?"

Emperor Xin, the most violent of the four holy monks, snorted coldly, his Zen staff slammed heavily, and he made a sound while shaking with the ground.

"I don't know, what are the four holy monks looking for my master?"

Before Zhou Laotan could speak, a coquettish woman in a palace costume standing behind her moved her lotus steps and spoke softly.

"It seems that Mr. Xiang is not here?"

A smile leaked from Daoxin's jade-like face, with one palm standing on his chest, he chanted a Buddha's name, and said, "The evil extremist sect is going backwards, today, come here to subdue the devil!"

Boom!

As Daoxin made a sound, the Buddhist masters behind him roared loudly, and the rolling sound waves suddenly erupted with the surging infuriating energy!

"Not good! The bald donkey is going crazy!"

"Kill! Kill these bald donkeys!"

"kill!"

The expressions of the people of Xie Jizong suddenly changed, and they knew that they could not be good. Immediately, the swords were unsheathed, and the surrounding air flow was twisted to meet the masters of Buddhism!

Clang!

The sound of countless swords unsheathed, countless monks' sticks and swords were unsheathed, and the screams of killing rose into the sky.

The **** aura that was swept across the sky by the rolling wind swept away in all directions.

However, after a few breaths, it was already unknown how many masters died.

"Old bald donkey! When my master returns, I will wipe out your Buddhism and Taoism!"

Old Zhou sighed and shouted, thinking that the monks had gone crazy and stopped asking.

He took a step forward suddenly, and in the wide sleeve robe, the thick palm suddenly attacked, and immediately killed the several Buddhist masters who came.

"Oops! How could Shizun not come back when he was born!"

Jin Huanzhen's face was ugly, his fingers spread out, and a burst of scarlet true energy surged, killing the Buddhist master in front of him, and his heart was full of anger.

As Caiyi danced, he glanced around suddenly, and saw the heads of countless monks flashing brightly in the moonlight, densely packed, like a tide, and he couldn't help feeling cold.

Although Xie Jizong is not small, but Xiang Yutian is not there, nowhere to resist the Buddhist sect.

The masters of the Buddhist sect surrounded and killed all the people of the evil sect like a tide, only Daoxin, Jiaxiang, Liaokong and others did not make a move, preventing a sudden attack on Yutian.

"Did Xiang Yutian really retreat?"

Jiaxiang put one hand on his chest, glanced at the fighting crowd, and frowned.

"It's not impossible, but I have to be careful, and I must not be exploited by it!"

Emperor Xin glanced indifferently at the dominant battlefield, and said lightly.

"Unfortunately, after the First World War, I don't know how many Buddhist sons died unexpectedly!"

Daoxin chanted a Buddha's name in a low voice and sighed.

Xie Jizong is not prepared for the sudden attack of Buddhism, and its power is not as good as that of Demon Sect.

"It's not a bad thing to live in bliss!"

With a normal expression on his face, he spoke lightly.

"Daoxin, Jiaxiang, you four little bald donkeys, how dare you raid my holy sect?"

At this moment, the wilderness did not know how far away, and suddenly thought of an indifferent, domineering voice full of murderous intent.

This voice doesn't penetrate the golden cracked stone very well, it is faint like a breeze blowing, but it contains a very strange evil power!

Boom!

With the sound, rolling winds lowered the weeds in the wilderness.

In the moonlight, a figure wearing a black robe roared and blew up the sky, and it was several dozen meters away in one breath. The voice had not yet landed, and it was already approaching the battlefield.

As the black robes danced, the entire battlefield was raging, and countless Buddhist masters screamed, affected by the evil power in the sound waves, and died tragically among the masters of the evil extremist sect!

The situation on the entire field was immediately reversed, and the masters of the evil extremist sect shouted the Holy Emperor, violently shot, and beat the Buddhist masters back again and again for a while.

"Amitabha!"

Daoxin chanted the Buddha's name high, and the mighty Buddha's power vibrated with the sound waves, interrupting the evil voice of the person who came: "Mr. Xiang is a generation of evil emperors, but he shot at the juniors, it is really a loss of identity!"

"Haha! Haha! The little bald donkey just wants the skin!"

Wild laughter came from the black robe, and immediately suppressed Daoxin's voice.

"Amitabha!"

The faces of the other old monks couldn't help but change slightly, stepped out in unison, and chanted the Buddha's name.

Boom!

The rolling sound waves resisted, the violent force surging endlessly, the ground around it exploded with a bang, and the dust was overwhelming.

"what!"

"what!"

"what!"

In the sonic vibrations that were almost visible to the naked eye ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ more than a thousand monks and hundreds of masters of the evil extremist sect couldn't help throwing their weapons and screaming.

The entire battleground was screaming again and again.

Buzz!

The air was buzzing constantly, and the black figure resisted Daoxin and the other five together with his own strength, and he did not fall behind.

call!

In the roar of sound waves, the five old monks took a step back together, their sleeve robes were waving, their true energy was surging, and they were slightly injured almost at the same time!

"Mr. Xiang really deserves to be a generation of evil emperors! He is indeed amazing!"

Daoxin's face flashed a little pale, in admiration.

"Good method! Dao Xin Seed Demon Dafa is worthy of being one of the four great powers!"

Lakukong's strength was one step worse than that of Zhidaoxin and the other four, and he took a few steps back, his complexion changing again and again.