"This..." Asura screamed in surprise.

The black lotus under the seat of the Demon Buddha is formed by the Demon Buddha's true energy condensed with his own true energy, which is connected with his own qi and meridians, and is supported by his true energy.

Qing Yu can leave deep palm prints on this lotus platform, and it has not been counted for a long time, which shows how profound and unpredictable its strength is.

"Daojun Qingyu..." The Demon Buddha's voice was neither happy nor sad, but he also felt a little emotional, "This person should be a powerful enemy."

"Asura, Pure Land."

"I'm here." The two of them knelt on one knee and said.

"Transfer to the Dragon King and let him bring people back. Our target is not in Tianjing." The Demon Buddha said slowly.

If you are not in Tianjing, where is that?

Asura and the other two were a little confused. Seeing that the demon Buddha closed his eyes and had no intention of explaining, they could only slowly retreat and leave the platform.

After the two of them went down to the first floor, Jing Shengtian was still scared to communicate with Asura's feeling of nothingness before. But when she recalled the feeling again, she felt that all the feelings had disappeared, and even if she had to think about it, she could not recall it.

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"Demon Buddha Bo Xun..."

In the night sky, Qingyu strolled over the sky, stepped on the sky, "It's really extraordinary to take my divine hand head-on."

Qingyu used the three palms to fight against him just now. Although the power of the God's Hand was not the original body and the God's Hand was not as powerful as his own body, he could take the God's Hand three strikes head-on without any injury. It would be a bit of a pity to say that he was a little bit of abusive.

‘This conversation tonight was a bit beyond my expectations…’

Qingyu was thinking, and walked forward ten feet apart.

"Mr. Qingyu, please stay."

A little Buddha light lit up, and then an illusory door slowly opened from small to large, and a monk's figure walked out from inside the door.

"Xinyuan," Qingyu chuckled, "You are really staring at the Demon Buddha. You appeared just as I left."

The one who appeared in front of me was the bald thief Xinyuan. This guy relied on his current Pure Land, blooming everywhere, and would show his presence from time to time. If it weren't for the great Buddha sitting in the Pure Land, Qingyu would have completely destroyed the bald thief.

"Amitabha," Xinyuan clasped his hands together and said, "Dao Lord, how can you ask what you and the Demon Buddha have just talked about?"

"Do you think I will listen to you?" Qingyu put away his smile and said lightly.

"If you know, please ask me if you don't know." Xinyuan said with a peaceful look on his face.

"You're thick-skinned."

Although the hatred between Qingyu and Xinyuan was a bit inexplicable, the two sides were too lazy to think about who was right and who was wrong, or why the hatred arose.

Because both of them have reached the point of never stopping. It would be a bit ridiculous to worry about who is right and who is wrong at this time.

Xinyuan now deliberately ignores the hatred between the two sides, and it is not an exaggeration to say that he is as thick-skinned as the earth.

All Qingyu can do to such a thick-skinned face is to ignore it.

"Get out, if you hadn't been hiding into the Pure Land, I wouldn't mind squeezing you now." Qingyu said lightly, continuing to move forward.

The secret realm of Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss is like a real and illusion, between virtual and real. After the mind enters the Pure Land, his body has long been transformed away. Even if he is destroyed now, he will only destroy an illusory shadow.

However, the heart will never hide in the Pure Land for a lifetime. One day, Qingyu will completely wipe out the old guy and wipe away all his traces.

"Daojun..."

My heart still wanted to say something again, but Qingyu's figure was as close as the world, just getting farther and farther away, and the two of them were not seen approaching.

And as Qingyu walked farther away, Xinyuan's premonition of unknowns became heavier.

"Woo--"

The storm of wind at high altitude swept across the illusory body, the mind and face changed, and men, women, young and old were constantly changing, as if they were thinking very quickly.

"It's still here..."

Finally, Xinyuan seemed to have made a decision and turned back to the Pure Land, "Qingyu, let me see what you have."

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"boom--"

In front of the city of Tianjing, the battle between Mu Cangsheng and Suzhan Mingzun, who had fought for a day and a midnight, became more and more rapid. The fierce sword was deeply violent and fierce, facing the mad and fierce power, the extreme collision caused the ground outside the city to suffer another ravage.

In the middle of the night of this day, there was no good land outside the city of Tianjing, with deep pits and hideous cracks everywhere. Even the tall city wall of Tianjing had collapsed at this time, and sword marks penetrated deep into the ground can be seen on the foundation of the city wall.

Mu Cangsheng had three swords in his body at this time, one sword was in his right chest, two swords were on his left arm and left shoulder, and the sword energy of the Tiancongyun Sword was colliding fiercely with the power of the dragon vein, causing backlash, but Mu Cangsheng became more and more crazy, with fierce moves, attacking but not defending.

During the battle between the middle of the night, Mu Cangsheng fully realized the thickness of Suzhan Mingzun's skin. The Vajra body was simply a stinky stone in the pit, smelly and hard. Even if he had been practicing for three hundred years, he could not compare to Suzhan Mingzun's Vajra body.

Although the fierce battle ended here, Suzhan Mingzun was not unharmed, but his injuries were much lighter than Mu Cangsheng.

The most important reason for this is the evil sword that is not distinguished from Suzhan Mingzun.

This fierce sword was constantly sucking the power of the dragon vein. Although Mu Cangsheng avoided being restrained by combining the "Military Armor and Martial Classic", when fighting with Suzhan Mingzun, the Tiancongyun Sword would suck away part of the power of the dragon vein every time he contacted Mu Cangsheng, helping Suzhan Mingzun heal his wounds.

One goes up and the other goes down, and with the Vajra body, Suzhan Mingzun's injury is naturally much lighter.

"Tianyu Feather Slash."

"Thunder breaks the sky."

The sword aura collided with the sky thunder, Mu Cangsheng retreated rapidly, and Suzhan whistled, but instead advanced.

"Fazaru."

Here comes again, the strongest and hard sword aura crosses the earth and chases Mu Cangsheng. Mu Cangsheng raised his arms to block the sword aura, his body trembled violently, his feet penetrated into his knees, plowing out dozens of feet of land.

"It's time to end." Suzhan Mingzun wiped away the blood that oozed out of his arms, and eight snake demon shadows appeared on his body.

Mu Cangsheng was almost exhausted, and Amaterasu had already suppressed Mi Shenweng. He was still fighting now because Mi Shenweng was using the weirdness of the spell.

Yueyejian and Pei Dongliu fought hard. Although they were evenly matched, this was based on Pei Dongliu's forced outbreak.

Pei Dongliu has not been able to support him for long, and is as close to exhaustion as Mu Cangsheng, but Yueyejian has been wasting his efforts and his spare energy has not diminished.
Chapter completed!