Urban Medical God

The dark sword energy gathered into a nightmare air current and slashed towards Ye Chen overwhelmingly.

"Boy, you are dead today!"

"Dzi Bead Transformation, suppress it!"

Hong Chunqiu smiled evilly, borrowing the power of the Demon Goddess to perform the Forbidden Technique Dzi Bead Transformation. Dark Dzi Beads flashing with magic light burst out from his hands, hitting Ye Chen like stars falling.

"Not good, not good! Little guy, we might die today!"

Venerable Lotus shouted, if it was a Demon Ancestor Wu Tian, ​​or just a Hong Chunqiu, he could deal with it.

But with the two of them together, and the witch's will behind them, the situation became dangerous, and he felt suffocated.

Ye Chen gritted his teeth, seeing Demon Ancestor Wu Tian and Hong Chunqiu joining forces to kill him, he had no choice but to borrow the power of Venerable Lotus to dodge.

At the same time, Ye Chen sent out his will to call the elders of the Ancient Buddha Holy Land to come over.

However, Hong Chunqiu had long been on guard against Ye Chen's move. When he first arrived, he used the witch's will power to seal the surrounding void and isolate everything.

The battle that takes place here is completely invisible from the outside.

Ye Chen wanted to ask for help, but he couldn't.

In the outside world, many elders of the Ancient Buddha Holy Land, as well as Xiao Xinghe, Patriarch Ran Deng, Master Chi Feng, Ye Lan, Zang Hai and others, used their spiritual senses to inspect the core area of ​​the battlefield, but could not detect anything.

All they saw was a layer of fog covering the entire core area of ​​the battlefield.

That layer of mist was the air wave erupted by Ye Chen and Demon Ancestor Wutian, the Buddha-Demon fight just now, but it has not dissipated yet, and the Buddha's light has faded, and the demonic energy has become stronger and stronger, which looks very weird.

"What on earth is going on? Is the Lord of Reincarnation going to be killed by Demon Ancestor Wutian?"

Many elders of the ancient Buddhist holy land looked at each other, but they didn't know the truth.

In the core area of ​​​​the battlefield, even if Ye Chen borrowed the power of the Venerable Lotus, he still felt very strenuous with one against two, and gradually fell into a desperate situation.

"Ye Chen, give you a chance to submit to me and help me deal with Martial Ancestor. I can spare you."

Suddenly, a cold female voice came from the void, that was the voice of the witch.

Hong Chunqiu heard this, was stunned for a moment, and said, "Boy, the witch has personally invited you, why don't you surrender quickly?"

But I thought in my heart: "You must never agree!"

He thought that if Ye Chen surrendered, where would his place be in front of the witch in the future?

Ye Chen didn't care what Hong Chunqiu was thinking. When he heard the witch's request, he didn't even hesitate and said, "I said, it is impossible for me to betray Master Martial Ancestor.

The witch snorted coldly and said: "If you are stubborn, then you will die!"

After her words fell, the demonic power vibrated in the void, and the billowing demonic energy roared.

The witch mark on Hong Chunqiu's forehead shone with the most dazzling ferocity, and even thorns were pulled out from the mark.

This scene was quite strange. On Hong Chunqiu's forehead, a large number of thorns grew out, like vines, spreading quickly to the ground and covering the whole place.

"Master Witch, calm down, calm down."

Hong Chunqiu screamed, unable to bear the power of the witch's will.

However, the witch didn't care about his life or death, she just used his body to use her will to kill.

A large number of thorns grew and turned into human-eating demons, fiercely attacking Ye Chen.

That is the killing atmosphere of the Throne of Thorns!

The witch sat on the Throne of Thorns, and the first person she wanted to kill was Ye Chen!

Ye Chen's pupils shrank, and he felt that each of those thorns was covered with bloody murderous intent. The sharp barbs growing on them were so sharp that they could penetrate a person's soul.

Thorns quickly climbed up Ye Chen's body, trying to entangle and impale him to death.

"Damn it!"

Ye Chen gritted his teeth, only to feel that his skin was being pierced, and the heartbreaking pain spread.

At the critical moment of life and death, he was ready to sacrifice the Tianjun Monument to the Gods and give it a try.

"Amitabha!"

But at this moment, a Buddha's singing voice suddenly sounded in the field through the clouds and fog.

The demonic mist that blocked the battlefield was penetrated by a ray of Buddha's light and completely dissipated.

Dozens of eminent monks from ancient Buddhist holy places came through the air with the Buddha's stern light.

The leader is the Supreme Elder of the Ancient Buddha Holy Land, the temporary ruler, the former disciple of Patriarch Wu Xin, Master Du Xin!

Behind these dozens of holy land monks were Patriarch Ran Deng, Xiao Xinghe, Master Chi Feng, Ye Lan, Zang Hai and others, all flying quickly to the battlefield.

I saw Master Du Xin holding the flower with his finger, and the Buddha's light burst out like a sword, cutting off all the thorns on the scene and saving Ye Chen.

Ye Chen breathed a sigh of relief when he saw many eminent monks from the ancient Buddhist holy land coming to help.

"You old bald asses, how did you get here?"

Seeing that he was exposed, Hong Chunqiu suddenly panicked.

"Witch, look at the sky."

Master Duxin spoke in a cold voice and pointed to the sky, but this sentence was addressed to the witch.

He also knew that Hong Chunqiu was just a pawn, and the real master behind it was the witch.

Hong Chunqiu looked up and saw a huge phantom of Buddha appearing in the sky above the battlefield.

That is the phantom of the Dharma of Sakyamuni Buddha.

The Dharma image of Sakyamuni Buddha had his eyes closed all the time, but at this moment, he actually opened his eyes!

When the Buddha opens his eyes, the majestic Buddha light shines on everything, there are thousands of auspicious clouds, twelve-color auspicious clouds float, the mist is thick, the rainbow reaches the sky, and the sound of Sanskrit singing shakes the world, which is shocking.