In the entire Buddhist sect, the first authority naturally lies with the Great Abbot of Guangming.

But the second authority is not to be the master, but to care about the abbot.

You can imagine how much the Buddhists trust him.

In the Shengzi Temple, there are naturally many dharma doors engraved on them. In other words, the Shengzi Temple itself is a magic weapon.

The abbot's cassock was rising and falling, his white cloth shoes stepped on the ground, and suddenly bright threads appeared, and these threads were submerged into the wall.

The wall became more and more dazzling, and the light patterns carved out a humanoid pattern. The people in these patterns were holding bows and arrows. They were not stationary, but were drawing the bows and arrows, aiming at Mo Guantian.

The light is like falling leaves, spreading one after another, filling the area for several kilometers.

"Bright Arrow Array."

Master Yunyou hesitated to speak, because this formation would be easily injured even if a strong Tongbian realm encounters it. This is not an ordinary formation.

"Mo Guantian, you always wanted to see this formation back then, but the Great Abbot of Guangming thought it was too dangerous, so he didn't let you see it. I will let you see it today, and let you taste the feeling of having thousands of arrows piercing your heart."

"Thousands of arrows pierce the heart?"

"If you have the ability, if you fight me, what's the point of using formations?" Mo Guantian mocked.

"Why waste so much effort?" The concerned abbot was extremely cold and indifferent. The other person was not his brother at all, he seemed to be an sworn enemy.

The two of them did not give in. Mo Guantian broke into the Holy Child Temple alone. This was so arrogant. He did not take the Holy Child Temple seriously at all.

Whoosh whoosh!

Arrows flew down from the murals one after another. The arrows were full of light. The number was terrifying and it made people's scalp numb.

A thousand ways?

Ten thousand ways?

Qi Chen felt that there was no room to escape, and the light came like a tide, trying to engulf them.

A contest of this level can cause a lot of noise, but at this moment, the Holy Child Temple is still standing, but the space is distorted, so it looks extremely strange.

The bright arrows pierced the air, and the sharp sound seemed to be able to tear even metal. They came from all directions without any gaps.

Almost at the same time, the shadow under Mo Guantian's feet moved and turned into a liquid like ink, and then suddenly exploded, forming a black shield that covered the heads of Qi Chen and Mo Guantian.

There was no earth-shattering explosion, nor was it the kind that melted into each other. Tens of thousands of bright arrows seemed to fall into a swamp when they touched the black cover.

"Monster Mo from Xie Yue Sanxing Cave!" The concerned abbot solemnly said.

This is a demon at the level of a demon master. The last time Mo Guantian came to Buddhism, he was still in the demon army realm, but now he has reached the demon master level.

"Everyone, I haven't seen you for a long time. It seems that you are all well and have not died." Mo Yaozun said with a smile. She turned into a human form. She is a beautiful woman with very white skin and wearing a pair of black bracelets.

The black water covered the bracelet.

Everyone looked solemn. This was an extremely difficult figure with amazing defense power and strange attack methods.

Although it is said that it comes from Xie Yue Sanxing Cave, in fact, I don't like to talk to him that much.

The Demon Clan also has many demons. The three major forces are independent of the Demon Clan and have freedom. Unless the Demon Clan faces a real disaster, they will not take action.

Mo Yaozun's voice is as clear and clear as a lark, which really doesn't fit the name.

"With one Illusion Sea Realm and three Transformation Realms, do you think these people can keep us? As long as the temple is destroyed, all formations and traps in Buddhism will be ineffective."

The great abbot of Buddhism, Guangming, is in retreat at Sanxianmen. There are nine remaining abbots, two of whom are also in retreat.

Among the seven people, the abbot is here, and together with the other three, there are four.

There are still three people scattered in other places in Buddhism.

Because, with the appearance of Demon Lord Mo, riots in various places have begun, and Buddhism has to suppress it. Some people, including the concerned abbot, have sensed the appearance of another Demon Lord.

Two demon lords!

Although this is a Buddhist sect and is powerful, once the demon masters act randomly, they will also cause huge casualties.

"Why bother?" Master Yunyou's face was as solid as iron. He saw a temple collapsed and smoke rising into the sky.

"It's not a question of why or not. Don't worry, I didn't kill anyone this time." Mo Guantian shook his head.

The black cloak was blown loudly.

His pupils are like abyss.

"I don't want to kill Buddhist people. The people I killed back then were all people involved in this matter."

"It's a pity that some people are still alive."

"Buddhism has become corrupt."

His mood was tinged with compassion.

"Great Abbot Guangming is not Guangming."

"Outside monks are not bright either."

"When Buddhism ceases to be bright, darkness will fall."

"What I want to destroy is not the monks, but Buddhism."

"Four hundred and eighty temples, a temple of the Holy Son, should be destroyed today."

Mo Guantian's whole body exudes a powerful aura, and his aura is constantly increasing. Although his cultivation has been in the Tongbian realm, the fortune-telling flag behind him makes a hunting sound, as if it has come to life, and the energy in it is injected into the body.

Inside Mo Guantian's body.

At this moment, he is not in the Illusion Sea Realm, but he is better than the Illusion Sea Realm.

Qi Chen stepped back a distance. This kind of battle was no longer something he could participate in.

"We have never fought. If this is the case, let's fight." It is very simple to care about what the abbot is doing.

He took one step and left the Holy Son Temple.

The white cassock fluttered like a butterfly, blooming with endless light.

"You said that Buddhism is no longer bright, but the Holy Son of Light has appeared in my Buddhism."

"If you want to destroy my 480 Buddhist temples, I will suppress you for 480 years."

"The Wuyue Mountain back then is still there." He is the abbot of Zhaokong Temple, and he represents the precepts of Buddhism.

The two of them took off, and thick clouds appeared in the sky above Buddhism, spinning continuously.

Above Mo Guantian's head were black clouds, thick and dense, flashing with thunder.

Above Abbot Caring's head, there are white clouds, and the Buddha's light shines thousands of miles away.

The two devoured each other, and the terrible power spread out into violent winds. The entire Buddhism was filled with wind and rain, and fallen leaves rolled into the sky.

…

"Mo Guantian?"

Master Buwei looked up and saw this scene on the Karma Road. He wanted to go forward, but at this time, the space in front of him was distorted, and a carriage slowly drove out from the passage.

The horse is a wooden horse, not a living creature, and the chariot is different from an ordinary chariot.

The car curtain made a crisp sound, and small wind chimes made of skulls were hung on it.

The wind is blowing.

"I'm not a master. I have a guest coming from afar. As a host, wouldn't it be nice to leave like this?" The voice was soft, but not female.

Master Buwei's expression suddenly changed, he stared at the carriage, and finally turned around, no longer able to care about the battle on Mo Guantian's side.

"Yinmu Demon Lord!"

"You actually took action!"

"Do the demon clan really want to completely break the agreement with us?"

"My coming forward does not represent the demon clan. This time, the clan does not know that I came forward." The voice in the carriage sounded again.

"Then why did you intervene? Mo Guantian's matter has nothing to do with you." With Master Buwei's strength, he would naturally not be afraid of ordinary demon lords. However, this Yinmu demon lord is too terrifying, even the demon clan's

The ancestors didn’t have a deep understanding of its strength.

"Because I'm bored... Is this an okay answer?" Yinmu Yaozun smiled, but this laughter made Master Buwei's whole body goosebumps.

"We haven't seen each other for a long time. Why don't we just watch the show here? After all, this is Buddhism. You have the advantage. If I guess it is right, isn't the monk outside the sect also here? With his strength in the realm of creation, he can crush everything.

." The voice in the carriage was extremely calm.

"snort!"

If you don't snort for the master, it's okay if the other party doesn't say anything. Since you already knew that there is a strong person in the Creation Realm, why don't you worry at all.

"I know, you think we have a backup plan. In fact, I don't even know what that kid Mo Guantian is going to do. He just asked me to come over, and I came over. As for what means he has to deal with the creation realm, no one knows.

After all, it’s only in the past few days that the outsider monk has become the realm of creation.”

"If he doesn't make arrangements, he will die. My job is just to watch you."

Master Buwei squinted his eyes and stared at the carriage. He wanted to test it, but in the end, the string of beads in his hand dimmed.
Chapter completed!