togophonebook Chapter 612: There is no life in the trap
Chapter 612: There is no life in the trap
Chapter 612: There is no life in the trap
The fourth bright phoenix fell here, and the red blood dyed the white of the north. It was like a loud slap in the face of the saints in the north, whether it was the demon saint, the enlightened monk, or the Yuan God, everyone's face is hot, and they can never remain indifferent.
Since the saints have reached a unified will, it cannot be changed. Especially in this peaceful Buddha land, how can outsiders be allowed to act unscrupulously? If you dare to be unscrupulous, the world will be turned upside down.
Monk Liao Zangjue of Dingyuan Temple took the lead and said, "Since Northern Territory is the land of Buddhism, the wish of a perfect person is also compassion. We should illuminate Northern Territory with auspiciousness and luck."
After Monk Miaojue fell to the sword of the Lord of Xingtian in Yongdu, Dingyuan Temple did not dare to go to the West to recover his face. After all, the killer who killed Taozi was really a madman. If he rashly went to settle the cause and effect, he might really be killed. Treated as cause and effect, it was ended.
However, since the Lord of Xingtian dares to come to Northern Xinjiang to carry out an assassination, Dingyuan Temple will naturally not miss this rare opportunity. After all, the demon saints are already burning with murderous intentions. Dingyuan Temple only needs to follow the trend, and it will be of great benefit. .
"Okay, since Chelei Demon Court agrees that the innate demon spirit contacts the Buddha's veins, it is a seed of orchid. We should repay it with Qiong Yao."
The monk from Heitian Temple nodded, and immediately took a look at the little one next to the goddess. He was so smart and beautiful that he seemed to be favored by heaven and earth. After all, he came from the Buddhist soil in the northern border and was destined to have the Buddha's lineage.
There is no objection to the three temples of Huanxi, Huazen and Shanjian.
"Where is Wujian Temple?" Blue Buddha Demon Saint's cold expression remained unchanged and he asked calmly, "Wen Laifu, your Buddha Mother is not here, can you make the decision?"
"This...this..." Wen Laifu looked confused and didn't say anything.
In any case, he never dreamed that his words might affect changes in the structure of Northern Xinjiang and the West Pole. How could he be so virtuous and capable?
Demon Saint Lan Bo is not anxious, and the murderous intent in his eyes has not diminished at all, but he is looking into the distance more and more fiercely. To use the peaceful luck, all the Buddhist veins need to work together to arouse the vows of the Buddhists in the Northern Territory. If there are few Once one pulse is detected, the power will be greatly reduced.
For such an important decision, if the Buddha Mother were here, with the cause and effect of the two heroes competing, I am afraid there would be no hesitation at all, but it would be a bit heavy to fall on the shoulders of Wen Laifu, who walks all the time.
However, he will eventually agree, even if he is still hesitating at the moment, Demon Saint Lan Bo has no doubt about this.
"Before I came, Mother Buddha once said that when she was trying to control the situation, all considerations of Wujian Temple would be based on the interests of Northern Xinjiang."
Wen Laifu swept away the hesitation on his face and bowed to the saints, "Since the five temples have agreed, and it is the request of the Chelei Demon Court, I, the Wujian Temple, will fully cooperate."
All the saints' faces immediately showed a hint of approval.
"Dingyuan Temple, all things are connected by fate, please bring peace to heaven and earth..."
"Khatian Temple, I am the zodiac of peace and endurance. Please bring peace to heaven and earth..."
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"Wujian Temple, open the gate of hell, please bring peace to heaven and earth..."
The Sanskrit sounds are loud and the golden flowers are imaginary. Starting from the earth at the feet of the saints, the faint Buddhist rhyme is like a bright light in the pure land, spreading quickly towards the distant horizon. Hundreds and thousands of billions of lines of cause and effect are connected in the peaceful Buddhist rhyme, as if empty and illusory, as if the thoughts of all living beings who worship Buddha have turned into burning eyesight, patrolling all things and things on the land of Northern Xinjiang.
If you look down from Qingmingzhong, under the auspicious light of the Buddha, the entire Northern Territory has become a whole, just like a great enlightened monk with his eyebrows lowered and his eyes closed. There are flowers in the sky and they are magically transformed, and there are sun flames. .
The northern frontier has been dyed with peaceful Buddhist charm. The gusts of wind and falling snow are all reminders to see the green mountains and break the stubbornness. No thoughts and no stains are intertwined with each other, and it is even more difficult to prevent selflessness and delusion. They are entangled like a spider web and integrated like a chicken. All causes and effects that do not belong to the northern border are naturally invisible.
This is one of the most powerful foundations of the Buddhist lineage in Northern Xinjiang, and can even connect the Buddhist lines of all sects in Northern Xinjiang into a whole.
"It's really awesome!" Changyun Immortal Lord sighed quietly, with emotion on his face, "No wonder before the break of the sky, the Northern Border Buddha Vein could monopolize a territory. Now it seems that it is really well deserved. With this magical power that has no leakage of cause and effect and illuminates the universe, how many people can avoid it?"
"Acquisition is the way for luck to envelope the world." Immortal Lord Ji Zai nodded approvingly. As a powerful soul, he had seen even more amazing scenes in the previous two abyssal tribulations. But I have to say that it is really surprising that the major Buddhist lineages in northern Xinjiang can achieve such achievements.
"That's all, now that we've arrived in Northern Xinjiang, I want to show off my witchcraft skills, so as not to make people think that we are here to seek refuge." Immortal Lord Ji Zai snorted.
Wuhen Beifu has already survived two catastrophes, so he naturally knows the mystery of the way of luck. At present, it seems that the way of peace does have the possibility of success. Since the Northern Territory was chosen, Tianzong's destiny was already linked to the Northern Territory, so he had to put in some effort to avoid being underestimated by Fomai and Demon Court.
"Since Immortal Jiezai is going to show off, I won't show my embarrassment." Immortal Lord Changyun chuckled and made a gesture of invitation, "If we face the enemy head-on, I, Lian Wei Dian Dao, will naturally have nothing to fear, but If you talk about the way of chasing and seeking Qi, it is really not easy to show off in front of the witchcraft."
After a while, a dark wind blew through the air, and the Immortal Lord Jizai appeared at the place where the Lord of Xingtian had just taken action. Almost at the same time, a red light volleyed slightly in the sky, and paused in the air. The brilliance dispersed, revealing the bird. The figure of Saint.
"Thanks to the Immortal Lord, Che Lei and Feng Ting will surely be rewarded." The beautiful woman raised her head slightly and spoke lightly, as if she had no regard for life and death.
"It doesn't matter. Since I have chosen this northern border, I will naturally inherit the cause and effect of this northern border. But what I didn't expect was that Jiang Moshu was so bold. I don't know where he got the confidence." Jizai Immortal Lord has a rickety figure. He also seemed weak to speak.
The beautiful woman's expression immediately darkened, as if she had been told something that was on her mind, and there was endless annoyance in her eyes.
Immortal Jiezai shook his head and stretched out his hand to catch the wind. In an instant, the skylight on the mountaintop changed, as if it was being pulled. An unknown amount of cloud light suddenly appeared in the sky, radiating with murderous intent. steaming.
Immediately, the cloud light slowly shrank, and in a short time, he transformed into a tall and proud man. He was calm and powerful, like a heavy thunder, which shocked people's hearts.
"Hou Yi?!"
Even if it is just a shadow, the demonic body of the Bird Saint can't help but tremble slightly, but his eyes are burning on this phantom body.
"What a Houtian god and demon, with such murderous intent. It's a pity that although this way has the power of the soul, it is not the soul after all. Every time it reflects the heart, it has to go all out, and it has no attainments in concealing and hiding Qi."
Jizai Xianzun suppressed the admiration in his eyes and spoke calmly, "This aura has been connected to Jiang Moshu's acquired gods and demons, whether he walks in Xutian, or walks in Qingming, even if he goes to the Netherworld's death place ... If I follow the illusory body, I can intercept his path."
"With the Buddhist sect's auspicious luck shining on me, and the shaman's method of collecting qi to chase his form, I don't believe that the Lord of Xingtian can still escape from death." The silver teeth of the Bird Saint were cut hard, like gnashing the flesh and blood of an enemy.
He was about to make a wine cup out of his head and drink all the enemy's blood. Now he is going to kill the cold more thoroughly, and he will not be ashamed to fall into the snow.
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The entire northern border seems to have turned into a cage of trapped animals, slowly getting smaller, and like a deadly noose, slowly tightening.
boom!
Jiang Moshu stepped on the shoulders of Hou Yi, punched open the magic circle that filled Qingming Temple in Shanjian Temple, and then changed direction without hesitation and dived into the cloud world.
In an instant, nine layers of clouds seemed to burst in the blue sky, causing people's ears to ring and dazzle, and bursts of golden rain began to fall, filling the sky for a long time, and the entire city was reflected brightly. One after another, the Buddhist cultivators let out a long sigh of relief. Even the golden monk who was in charge of the formation couldn't help but gently wipe the blood from his lips, completely ignoring the explosion and collapse of the Buddhist hall.
He knew that the murderer was afraid of the saints chasing behind him, so he didn't make any fuss. Otherwise, this Buddhist temple might not be able to escape. And such a scene has been going on in northern Xinjiang for many days.
All the Buddhist temples in northern Xinjiang have activated formations. They do not seek to intercept the gods and demons, but only seek to block them for a few breaths.
When the Northern Territory set up a dragnet and gathered all the power of the region to capture Jiang Moshu, only then did people discover the difficulty of the Lord of Xingtian, and some souls recalled that the Mingtan Sect was very With an unspeakable past, he is an assassin who accepts money but not his fate.
As the saying goes, everything is not decided by others, but holding the sword is at odds with fate.
Although it was only an earth sect back then, it was also a famous rogue sect in the world.
There are flowers of the Three Realms covering his figure and cutting off the direction deduction. Although Jiang Moshu cannot break through the blockade of peaceful luck, nor can he break away from the pursuit of the saints, he continues to flow in the northern border, as high as the virtual sky and as low as the netherworld. There was a place for him to escape, and he even reached the edge of Xuexue Demon Court at one point, as if he was about to break through the territory and rush into the Demon Court.
The saints immediately changed their methods. Several demon saints blocked the direction of the West Extreme, guarding against the Yuanshen who came to meet them. The rest of the monks used the six temples in the northern border as soldiers to activate the sect-protecting formation and tighten the escape of the Lord of Xingtian. room to escape.
The Buddha's veins that are being defended are used as anvils, and the chasing demon saints and souls are used as hammers, in order to suppress the Lord of Xingtian in this northern border.
"Although the Three Realms Flower is only a seventh-level treasure, in the hands of the Lord of Xingtian, it is more useful than a ninth-level one."
Jizai Xianzun sighed.
When a lord of gods and demons loses his face, he is unexpectedly difficult to deal with. Especially this one who is like a ferocious and bloodthirsty beast, it is even more difficult to deal with.
There were also demon saints who ambush Jiang Moshu, but all of them were beaten until they vomited blood and returned. Only then did the saints understand that Hou Yi, the god and demon, did not use bows and arrows, but he was also extremely sharp against the demon clan.
The monks of various Buddhist sects stationed in the Genji Temple also took action brazenly. Wujian Temple even opened the gate of hell and sent eight ghost armies to fight... Just to make each Buddhist sect risk their lives to stop it, but that's not the case. Not that big of a cause and effect.
Moreover, the Lord of Xingtian was not willing to fight, and did not give Demon Saint Lan Bo any chance to meet him. Fortunately, the encirclement was finally reduced to the point where he could be surrounded.
"In ten days at most, Jiang Moshu will no longer have any room to maneuver."
Lan Bo Demon Saint's face was tense. No one had ever seen such a cold and bone-chilling look on her face before. "Ten days, I want him to die without a burial place to comfort Minghuang's spirit in the sky."
The demon saint's tone was murderous, and the crutch in her hand had already made deep fingerprints.
All the saints looked at the cloud pattern in the water mirror and seemed to breathe a little easier. There were several close calls, and the Lord of Xingtian almost broke out of the siege. Fortunately, the auspicious luck reflected his figure, and the secret method of witchcraft captured his aura, so he was surrounded again.
"After all, he is one of the two heroes. If he hadn't been too confident and dared to come to our northern border to assassinate the fourth Minghuang, how could he have ended up like this."
Monk Liao Zangjue nodded with his hands clasped together and sighed slightly, "Six temples have arrived together, two courts have come, and two sects of souls have participated in the grand event. It can only be said that Jiang Moshu is obsessed with the calamity energy."
Jue Seng smiled coldly at Yun Tu and realized that he had left the heavenly path and suddenly sank into the abyss. This was his fate and his destiny.
The small area in the cloud map is actually thousands of miles away vertically and horizontally, but for Yuanshen, Demon Saint, and Awakening Monk, such a large area has indeed trapped the opposite side to death.
As long as he calmly reduces the encirclement and does not reveal any flaws, the lord of gods and demons who dominates the world will not be able to escape even if he rubs his wings. All hard struggles and all futile counterattacks are meaningless.
"Has the West Extreme Land reacted? Is there any soul coming to help?!" Blue Buddha Demon Saint said in a deep voice, pointing out the possible life on the other side.
She couldn't help but be careless. In addition to being extremely stubborn, the Lord of Xingtian also had the favor of many souls, not to mention the gods and demons of the Mingtan Sect themselves, and the Immortal Du Mi of the Xuanbing Jie Sect. They must do their best to save him, and Suolong Temple must also remember his kindness. With these two families taking the lead, it is inevitable that the rest of the Xiji Tianzong will come to wave their flags and shout.
It was precisely because she was afraid that Jue Seng and Yuanshen in Northern Xinjiang would not be able to show their face, so she mobilized the demon saints from the two major demon courts to stay on the defense line. Even if they had a fight, they still had to buy time to suppress the Lord of Death.
"I isolated myself from the inside and outside of Northern Xinjiang at that time. I was afraid that the news would be leaked and I would miss such a good opportunity. But after a few days of hiding it, I'm afraid I can't hide it anymore. But..."
A faint smile appeared on the face of a demon saint. He gave it up for a while, then he breathed a long sigh of relief and said with emotion, "However, since the demon master is in the Fenfeng Demon Ridge, he will notice the changes from all sides and will never Give Xiji Tianzong any chance."
Seeing the faint smile on the demon saint's face, all the saints here seemed to be infected, and the corners of their mouths were slightly curved, half-smiling but not smiling.
Lan Bo Demon Saint nodded and bowed his head to all the saints present, "It is truly my great fortune to be able to surround and kill this murderous thief this time. It is truly my great fortune to have peace between humans and demons. Thanks to the cooperation of all of you, I am truly blessed to be so powerful." Revenge must be avenged.”
A trace of regret flashed in Demon Saint's eyes, Ye Demon Emperor, Fourth Bright Phoenix, wait ten more days, I will personally hold the head of the Lord of Xingtian to worship the two of you!
"Easy to say! Easy to say!"
"The Great Sage is welcome!"
"We are both in Northern Xinjiang, and we were given money, so we should definitely come!"
"As long as we hold on to the West Pole for ten days, everything will be settled!"
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All the saints present immediately became polite. The cooperation between Northern Xinjiang and the Northern Xinjiang made the relationship between the parties more harmonious, whether it was the Second Order of Shamanism, the Second Court of Chelei Suxue, or the Six Temples of Northern Xinjiang. , all contributed.
Since they had done this important thing of trapping and killing the Lord of Xingtian at the same time, they were naturally considered as people in the same boat. When several Tianzong in the West came to their senses and came to ask for an explanation, all the saints present would have to work together to work together. Bear the cause and effect.
The wrinkles on Demon Saint Lan Bo's face seemed to have finally relaxed a little. Such harmony between human and demon must be what the Demon Emperor and Ming Huang wished for. As the saying goes, the strong wind knows the strong grass, but I didn't expect that people in Northern Xinjiang would be so united.
The demon saint's gaze swept across all the powerful people in the field, and he was very pleased. When he landed on one of them, he couldn't help but nod slightly,
"I didn't expect Wujian Temple to be so thoughtful and actually sent the Great Ghost King Zongbu to come to help. I thank you..."
The young man holding the branch in his mouth waved his hands gently and said with emotion,
"It's easy to say that I paid enough for this trip here. It's a pity that I just arrived not long ago and I haven't had the opportunity to meet the god and demon Hou Yi. If I encounter him, I would be interested in taking action."
(End of this chapter)