Chapter 105

"Boom..." the war gas was boiling, and Ning Yuxuan had a cold kill in his eyes.

Star sky Sabre breaks the sky!

The orderly symbol on the knife, with stars flashing, cuts to Fang Xuan.

"When!"

The terrible clang shattered the eardrums of all living beings.

Fang Xuan gently lifted his sword and blocked the sword so horizontally that all sentient beings trembled and all souls were afraid.

All the great men have changed their faces.

This hand is very simple, without the slightest magic power and Taoism, but it easily blocked Ning Yuxuan's cutting attack.

"Look out of sight, it's a great devil." the snake made a sound, his eyes were cold, and the snake pupil as big as a lake flashed cold and bright, revealing the snake's letter in the clouds.

Dao Chen shook the floating dust and put it on his elbow. There was a light in his eyes.

Which great devil is this reincarnation?

Fang Xuan's life was surging in the years, and there was no old breath.

There is no doubt that this demon body is young people's, but this strength, this indifference, idleness and arrogance are not possessed by a young person.

Dry sword

Is it the devil 10000 years ago?

Ten thousand years ago, the dryland sword was born. A great devil slaughtered thousands of miles with dryland blood. Finally, he was killed by the Xia family of the Qin Dynasty.

Is that him?

Daochen was not sure, because Fang Xuan's practice was different from that big devil.

How could that demon help Da Qin.

It's not just Daochen thinking.

The other big men thought to themselves and suspected Fang Xuan's identity.

"It's really the guy who depends on the store!"

Far away in the sky, there are big people whispering.

"Hee hee, I said there was a smell of little brother."

"A few days ago, he showed the Styx blood finger at tianxianguan. It's ordinary. You guessed his identity correctly. He is the remnant of the Styx family."

"No, I'm wrong. He's not."

"Why?"

"Although the Styx clan was destroyed, I've seen records of their breath. His breath is not at all like it. I judged him to be the Styx clan at the beginning, because the three fierce soldiers of ancient times came from the Styx clan, except for the Ganxi, the other two a Bi and Yuan Tu, so the people of that clan may be able to use the Ganxi. Now it seems wrong."

Ordinary can't help but marvel.

This group of people is shrouded in the holy light. The people who show great chaos are not others, but the people of the Hospitality Inn.

Fang Xuan's saying that "the hospitable inn is one of the safest places in the world" is true, because everyone in it is comparable to big people, a group of real mythical old immortals.

"The Buddha turned to the devil, alas."

A sigh sounded, and there was a burst of accusation in the blur.

Fang Xuan's eyes were bright. It was the great man in the West.

"Western blissful Buddha, why hide his head and show his tail." he looked indifferent, his voice was light and calm.

Listen to this sentence, all souls are in an uproar!

This great figure from the west is the Buddha of the three Buddhist holy places and the Western blissful Jieyin temple?

"Amitabha."

The divine light turns into Buddha light. The heavens are illuminated by this light, and the demons dare not look up.

A figure appeared, wearing a Buddha's clothes, showing a big belly, and hanging a string of Buddha beads around his neck. Each one was shining with merit and virtue, emitting the Dharma of punishing evil. He had a big belly, a big face, a happy face and looked very charitable.

The Buddha sat on a huge bear demon and said it was a bear demon, but the bear was an unusual little demon. Its cultivation has surpassed the realm of man and God and is extremely terrible.

"Laugh, Buddha."

The world could not bear who the Buddha was. The Great Buddha of the Western blissful Temple "laughed.".

"I don't hide my head and show my tail, but I don't want to show up." laughing, the Buddha made a sound, which was thick and powerful.

"When the Buddha moves greed, the so-called Buddha is no longer a Buddha."

Fang Xuan's smile has a kind of tranquility and a mania of living alone.

He is denouncing the Buddha!

Reprimand the Buddha.

"My Buddha is merciful. This catastrophe is all due to the real Buddha relic. I'm not driven by greed. I just want to take the relic at the right time and end this catastrophe. I don't show up to take the relic better."

Laughing, the Buddha smiled and answered after singing the Buddha. It seemed that he was very open-minded to solve Fang Xuan's doubts.

"If you are really worried about the common people, why don't you take action in advance to avoid the disaster if the White Horse Temple is in trouble."

"The White Horse Temple has fallen into the abyss of demons. If I do it, I will help the tyrants."

"Ridiculous! In the past, Amitabha Buddha cut meat to feed the eagle. The eagle is a great demon and a great devil. Why? Buddha is merciful to all living beings, regardless of high and low demons. Now the White Horse Temple is only a demon, but it has become a demon in your eyes. If I go, Buddha Hui will visit the white horse temple again, and the demon is not there, you can dare to save the White Horse Temple and save thousands of creatures in the world."

"That is, you will be possessed for life."

One is a devil and the other is a Buddha. They are talking, and all sentient beings are trembling.

The devil denounced the Buddha's false compassion.

They can't forget today's scenery.

"Buddha, ghost debate." Fang Xuan opened his mouth. He stepped into the sky and shook the heaven and earth step by step.

He walked to the stars, like climbing steps.

"Laugh, you don't deserve to be called Buddha."

The sound of Fang Xuan is spreading all over the world, every inch of space in heaven and earth.

Boom!

Suddenly, the faint light of the drought sword broke out.

Thousands of creatures trembled, their hearts shook, and the devil cut off towards the Buddha with a sword.

Hiss.

There was no resistance, no one could expect. The Buddha's arms were cut off, and the golden blood gushed from the stars, dripping down the mountains and rivers, and the blood fell on the earth. It had never penetrated the earth, and there were some plants that made heaven and earth grow.

Buddha's blood has spirit, which can nourish heaven and earth.

No one could have imagined or foreseen such a scene.

This is a great Buddha. It is the existence of entering the holy land of cultivation. It can be included in ancient books, legends and myths. However, such a Buddha is easily cut off.

"In the past, the hearts of Buddhist disciples have changed, which is ten million times worse than the White Horse Temple."

Instead of looking at the Buddha, Fang Xuan looked at the White Horse Temple below.

Thousands of monks sit in heaven and earth and suppress heaven and earth evil spirits. They are ordinary people. They never look at high and low, but only divide human lives, even if they use their lives to protect them like ordinary people.

Hui Jue's body trembled.

How many years have they insisted on the White Horse Temple? Is it really a heritage?

Yes

But they don't want to lose a red earth shelter in the world.

Wuming and Wutong shed tears. They lived a very hard life, but they still insisted. They were from the village at the foot of the mountain. They had the opportunity to worship the White Horse Temple and sincerely hoped that the white horse temple would exist.

Fang Xuan's words are correcting the name of the White Horse Temple.

Laughing, the Buddha's arms were cut off. He wanted to recover, but he found that there was demon magic in the wound, which was difficult to recover, which made the Buddha lose his composure.

"The devil should be killed."

He was full of golden light and turned the Buddha bell towards Fangxuan town.

However, the Buddha bell exploded before it fell.

Fang Xuan's eyes are sharp. When he looks at them, the emptiness of heaven and earth is broken.

All this is terrible!

The Great Buddha from the blissful West had no power to parry in Fang Xuan's hand, and all souls trembled. Even those great people were palpitating.

This demon is comparable to Jichen!

"Where did Jichen find such a person?"

The roaring snake is vigilant and dare not underestimate it.

"Boom!"

Fang Xuan holds the sword and cuts again.

This time, instead of cutting the Buddha, he waved a big demon and went towards ferocity

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