Thick clouds suppressed the autumn sunshine behind the clouds, and the whole Buddhism suddenly felt a little cold.

A wisp of cold wind blew up the withered leaves next to the Lion Temple, and there seemed to be a few cracks on the mottled walls.

Xie An stood at the gate of the Lion Temple. He raised his head and looked at the sky in the distance. If he hadn't known the inside story, he would have thought that the Taoist sect was invading the Buddhist sect.

"Master can't break the knot in his heart after all, so he can only rely on the holy weapon to fight against the illusory sea realm."

It's just that this battle is destined to be fruitless.

Mo Guantian, who possesses the holy weapon, is almost difficult to defeat unless there are many Illusion Sea Realm monks or a strong Creation Realm person appears.

"How difficult it is to break through."

Xie An understands his difficulties, and his belief is the key to breaking through the illusory sea realm in the future.

Hot summer.

He took up Yan Xia as his own belief. This was his strongest confidence, and it would also become his biggest weakness.

If you can afford it, you still need to be able to put it down.

It's just too difficult.

Buddhism is in turmoil, and Mo Guantian is obviously well prepared this time. His wandering around Buddhism in the past few days is not aimless.

He knows Buddhism very well, and he learned about Buddhism when he was a child, but he didn't expect that those things would be used today.

"Boom!"

Countless explosions sounded, earth-shaking, key temples were destroyed, and thick smoke and dust rose into the sky.

Xie An looked at a street near the Lion Temple. The street spread into a hill, and nearly a hundred law enforcement monks were dispatched.

They were wearing red armor, holding spears in their hands, and their eyes were fierce.

These are not ordinary law-enforcement monks, but secretly trained by Buddhism specifically for killing. Every one of them is at least in the Taoist realm.

They are blood arhats.

Bloody Arhat also saw Xie An.

However, their pace did not stop. Going by at such a speed was enough to crush even the copper and iron walls.

But eventually they stopped.

The leader, the Blood Arhat, was tall and his eyes were full of murderous intent, like an Arhat God of War. He looked at Xie An's side.

An old six-headed lion walked out of the Lion Temple.

"Master, are you trying to stop us?" the leader of the Blood Arhat said coldly.

The six old lions remembered that Mo Guantian had asked them to block this team, so they could only nod helplessly.

"Believe me, there won't be any undue deaths this time, at most it will just be injuries."

"This is Buddhism!" The Blood Arhat's spear hit the ground hard, causing rocks to fly on the bluestone road.

"Even if no one is injured, even if no one dies, this is Buddhism."

"Master, I know you have a good relationship with Mo Guantian, and I don't mind if you stop us, but can you stop us?"

Arhat smiled, but there was not much smile on his face.

Although there are 480 temples in Buddhism, it is impossible for the leaders of all temples to be Tongbian realm figures.

Generally speaking, it’s good if you can reach the Taoist government.

There are some small temples, even those in the Iron Bone realm, and there are also old ones with little fighting ability.

But this team of blood arhats is truly terrifying, capable of blocking the powerful Tongbian realm.

"I'm going to die anyway. In that case, let's try it."

The six lions shouted loudly. They were originally depressed, but at this moment, they suddenly burst out with dazzling brilliance, and their six heads burned with different energies.

Everyone thought it was old and could no longer walk, but they never thought that when it burned the last bit of energy in its life, it would return to its peak.

This neighborhood suddenly began to disintegrate, because the gravity was changed. The old lion's talent made this place isolated from the outside world, and the gravity continued to increase.

Hundreds of Bloody Arhats felt like a mountain was pressing down on themselves, making it difficult for them to move even an inch.

"You are burning your life, why do you have to go to this point? Mo Guantian is here to bully us Buddhism. You are also a living being of Buddhism. This is betraying Buddhism." Veins popped up on the forehead of the Blood Arhat. The six lions have powerful talents.

, it is obviously not easy to be able to continuously mutate until now and be recognized by Buddhism.

And once it goes all out to trap these people with their lives, they won't be able to leave for a while.

"Old Lion, I have been docile all my life, can't I be a little wild before I die? Besides, it's the same whether you go or not. If you don't go, the monks will take action in advance."

"To be honest, since the current abbot Guangming took office, Buddhism has become no longer pure. It would be good if all the 480 temples could be demolished and rebuilt."

"The roots are rotten, so they should be treated in time."

Hundreds of Blood Arhats shouted loudly and pointed their spears at the sky, trying to break through the shackles of this gravity method.

The old lion roared angrily, one of its heads exploded, and the blood was soaked into its own martial arts. The whole street seemed to be covered in blood, and the blood arhats only felt that there was another mountain above their heads.

Both of their feet sank into the ground.

The old lion's eyes were solemn. Even at its peak, it could not kill so many blood arhats. It could only trap them a little, and this was its best effort.

Xie An stood behind it, his eyes burning.

What happened this time cannot be said to be right or wrong, but in short, everyone has their own reasons and purposes.

…

The charming building is empty.

It's not that no one came, but that Wushuang girl drove away all the guests and staff.

After today, there will be no more intoxicating buildings in Buddhism.

She took off the plaque with her own hands, walked over it, and then the plaque shattered.

"Masters, please stay." She looked at the monks in the nearby Jinguang Temple and Qingshan Temple and smiled brightly.

Those monks suddenly fell into obsession, their bodies became weak and they even forgot to fight back.

"That's all I can do." Wushuang looked at the distant sky, she was saying to Mo Guantian, but her eyes were looking at Mo Caring.

Her figure swayed as she walked past the monks, who fell to the ground one by one and fell asleep.

The Buddhist formations kept lighting up and dimming.

Outside Buddhism.

The closest big force to here is Jianmen.

Although the energy in the mountains is unstable and large natural disasters often occur, the area is vast, so it will take some time for the news to spread.

At that time, Jianmen and Buddhism were on the same space fragment and were the first to get the news.

The sword gate is on a high peak, surrounded by clouds and mist, and even the cold wind blowing over it carries all kinds of sword intentions.

Where Sword Gate is located, there is a natural source of sword intent emerging from the mountain peaks, which creates the glory of Sword Gate.

Back then, the swordsman of the Five Elements Temple cut off a point so that the mountain could not brew the sword's intention, which made the sword weak.

Now, Jianmen has been restored.

Lord Sword stood on the top of the mountain, his eyes were far away and there was a kind of tranquility. With the help of the restoration of the sword's power, he broke through the illusory sea realm in one fell swoop.

"Master, something happened in Buddhism." A disciple said holding his sword.

"Sooner or later something will happen. Mo Guantian is none other than Mo Guantian. If he can avoid making any noise, he won't be Mo Guantian." Master Jian said.

"But Yan Junqing is still there, will there be any problems?"

"You don't have to worry about that." Lord Jian said with a smile. When he mentioned his beloved disciple, he was extremely proud. "Yan Junqing is probably the Holy Son. He is the safest in Buddhism. No matter how much trouble Mo Guantian makes, he will eventually be saved."

Just making trouble, just venting."

"Even if Buddhism falls, as long as the Shengzi Temple does not fall, then Buddhism will not fall."

"That was back then, and this is now. Mo Guantian back then was able to make a big fuss, but Mo Guantian today is probably not enough for the Buddhists to slap him in the face."

"Yan Junqing stays in Buddhism and can see this grand event with his own eyes. It will also be of great help to his cultivation. There is no need to be nervous."

"My sword sect will eventually rise."

…

Qi Chen looked nervously at the sky, and saw howling winds, forming terrifying tornadoes one after another.

This is a confrontation between strong men. Even if Mo Guantian and Mo Caring have not taken action, the aura they create is enough to make outsiders feel suffocated.

"This is the Fantasy Sea Realm. Once I step into that aura, I'm afraid I will die on the spot."

Qi Chen knew that it was best for him to retreat at this time, but obviously, things were not that simple. Someone blocked his retreat, and there was more than one person.
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