Chapter 889

Foshan war, variable life, hell is now, four halls to the same, evil phase coverage, shocked the audience.

The Three Dharma protectors' faces sank and looked at each other. As soon as the moon Weaver stepped on the lotus step, her figure flashed by and tried her move.

The landscape and ink landscape are open, and the sword of moving mountains and crossing the sea is unprecedented. For a hundred years, the human environment has become one.

The artifact shakes the mountains and waters, and the invisible things are hard to reverse. The reversal of the water and the moon is no longer magical, and it is difficult to get out of the trapped mountains and waters for a while.

"Well"

the moon Weaver Girl frowned slightly, looking at the changing landscape around her, a cold color flashed by.

"Extreme Tao, counter chaos"

when the artifact is waved, heaven and earth are reversed, and the light of the sword breaks through the air. I want to break the landscape sword with strong force.

"Are you really the third Dharma protector of the magic palace?"

In the voice of emotion, a shadow with a white ink cloak appears from the mountains and waters. It controls the sword to disperse the edge of the artifact. The snow sword cuts down and the ink becomes the edge.

With a thumping sound, the ink disappears. In the mountains and rivers, the figure of Mo Bai's cloak disappears again, but the sword and ink are sweeping forward like rain.

"Tough sword!"

The moon Weaver shakes away one sword ink after another with her sword. She releases her divine consciousness and looks for the body of the swordsman.

When the war started here, not far away, the white haired Yama in dark clothes blocked the second Dharma protector of the magic palace, and the war was imminent.

A hundred years later, the people who were trained in the past are not what they used to be.

"The devil?"

Looking at the figure standing in the way, Bai forgetting her eyes narrowed and said in a cold voice, "you are both demons. You should help Buddhism. You are unforgivable!"

"Hell in the yellow spring, Yama is waiting for you to go on the road!"

The figure with white hair in Xuanyi said indifferently. The sword in his hand turned, and the evil spirit came out.

Suddenly, the two demons started to fight, and the powerful waves continued to surge, shaking people.

Not far away from the opening of the war, Lou Wangu looked at the woman standing still and said, "why, are you going to stop me?"

Under the mask of Yama, the woman smiles indifferently and says, "I'm not good at defending Dharma, but I'm not good at fighting head-on, and your opponent is not me"

"Amitabha"

with a Buddha's name, the red robed God steps forward and gives a Buddhist salute to the woman in front of me, saying, "thank you for your help."

"No, it's not necessary. Buddha, is it feasible for you to entrust the matter of loyalty to others?" The woman calmed down.

The Buddha nodded and said, "although the old monk is injured, it's enough to deal with him."

"No shame! It turns out that Buddhist bald ass also likes to talk big

Lou Wangu sneered coldly. Zhenyuan secretly mentioned it and poured it into the heavy halberd continuously.

Under the mask of Yama, the woman ignored the Dharma protector of the magic Palace on one side, looked at the war situation on the other side, and nodded, "then I won't delay the Buddha to kill the devil!"

With that, the woman's figure flashed and swept toward the other side of the battle.

In the landscape and ink realm, the war is white hot. In the realm, the two swords fight each other. The light of the sword is erratic and the light of the sword is uncertain.

Women's body to, raise hands coagulation yuan, invisible gas force shock and open.

"Wheel, what you should help is not me, but the king of equality."

In the mountains and rivers, the figure of Mo Bai's cloak appears. Looking at the woman not far away, he opens his mouth.

"No, he's enough alone!"

The woman replied softly.

"The king of wheels, the king of equality?"

The moon Weaver Girl's cold idea flashed in her eyes. Looking at the man in front, she said in a cold voice, "what about you? Which one of the ten

"Me? Oh, the Dharma protector can guess for himself

The man in Mo Bai's cloak answered, and his figure passed by, and the snow sword opened.

With a thumping sound, the two swords were handed over again, and the ink color of the sword disappeared. Between heaven and earth, the mountains and waters vibrated, splashing ink into swords, crisscrossed, and fell rapidly.

"No matter who you are, today, you will be buried here!

The moon Weaver answered coldly and pointed to the sword. In an instant, the water and the moon rose into the air, the sword spread, and the moon appeared in the sword.

"Runner, since you are here, can you help me?" In the mountains and rivers, the man's voice comes out, the road.

"Exactly this meaning"

the woman answers lightly, raises her slim hands, and the second round of bright moon in the sky is revealed. The moon shines on the world, and the world is like ice, and it is difficult to walk.

"Thank you very much!"

Man light should, figure skim, step ink and line.

"Well?"

Moon Weaver Ning yuan sword, but feel a body stagnation, line move blocked.

With a bang, the sword ink fell, rumbling and shaking, and the sand waves filled the sky.

On the other side of the war, white forget ran, the remaining light swept the distant war, look slightly changed, step out, they want to help.

"If you want to pass, defeat me first!"

The king with white hair in Xuanyi passes by, and a sword shakes back the former, cold voice way.

He is the king of equality. He is one of the top ten hell in the hell. He is merciful in nature, but he is cruel to kill. He lives in hell and suffers from the slaughter."You want to die!"

Bai forgetran looks gloomy. With a wave of his hand, nine wind beads coil into the air. In a flash, the wind and thunder are blowing, and the crazy haze roars.

The next moment, the black storm came to the world, destroying mountains and rocks, destroying everything.

"Help me"

below, one of the little Shamis showed fear and panicked.

In the void, the heavenly Buddha, who is fighting with the fourth Dharma protector of the magic palace, says a Buddha's name, turns his hand and coagulates the yuan, and the Dharma protects all living beings.

Golden light came into the world, crisscross and open, into the sky net, block in Foshan, resist the black storm from the sky.

In the battle not far away, the Xuanyi King's eyes showed his murderous intention, and his sword edge was turbulent. The sword edge changed with it, and the madness of doomsday reappeared. The six foot long sword was shocking.

The magic sword fell, the void cracked, the black sword cut open the sky and the earth, and fell on the storm. In the terrible shock, the storm collapsed and the evil spirit disappeared.

In the roaring wind and waves, the two stood looking at each other, dressed and hunting, killing more than a few points.

At the beginning of the tripartite war, on the peak in the distance, Yan Luo, who was dressed in red and blood, went to the holy division of the magic palace alone, and breathed the stars with his long bloody sword, which shocked people.

"Saint, please retreat!"

He spoke again, calm as before. The figure in red came to the front of the former and stopped.

"Shall I say no?" Xie Tiance said lightly.

"I'll offend you!"

The words just fall, the stars all over the sky shine from the sky, reflecting the sword, the red clothes move instantly, the sword opens life and death, the king of hell orders.

Xie Tiance pointed to block the sword and immediately popped up with one finger. With a clang sound, he shook the edge of the sword.

"Soul swallowing palm"

the war situation is separated, Xie Tiance's palm is turned over, the faint light spreads, and the strong return moves are used to test the depth of the comer.

As soon as the figure in red steps, his body moves like a fantasy. In the popular move, he avoids the light again and again. In a flash, the sword edge passes through the gap, and the cold light kills him.

"Stabbing"

the sound of tearing clothes and silk rings. On Xie Tiance's arm, the brocade and fur split, and the light of the sword passed by.

Xie Tiance looked back at the figure behind him and said calmly, "I'm very curious. The hell has been destroyed for many years. Who are you?"

The figure in red waved his sword and said faintly, "the hell has never been destroyed. It's just coming out again today!"

"So it is"

Xie Tiance nodded, didn't ask much, looked at the war situation in the distance, calmly said, "all the troops retreat!"

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