On the royal city, thousands of arrows rained down one after another, only stopping the Green Lantern Buddha's progress.

The arrows hit the Buddha's light and shattered one after another, unable to harm the Buddha's body at all.

but.

This is enough.

Ten feet away.

The Southwest King took the seriously injured Heavenly Sword, stepped on it, jumped up, and returned to the royal city.

"Qingge, take this gentleman for treatment immediately."

The king of Southwest glanced at the legitimate son next to him and said.

"yes!"

Zhu Qingge took the order, helped Tianjian Ruoye, and left first.

On the royal city, King Southwest looked at the Green Lantern Buddha and tens of thousands of Buddhists below, his expression sinking.

Now, it's up to them to choose!

The Green Lantern Buddha must have been seriously injured by the previous sword. Whether he retreated temporarily or continued to attack the city, he and the 100,000 soldiers in the royal city would stay with him until the end!

Under the royal city.

The Green Lantern Buddha raised his head and looked at King Wu of Shang who was waiting in formation above him. His old face changed several times. After a long time, he ordered, "Retreat!"

Give an order.

Behind them, tens of thousands of Buddhists looked at each other and then retreated one after another.

"Buddha!"

Half a day later.

In the Buddhist Kingdom, the holy place in the hearts of Buddhists, is the Green Lantern Temple.

A young novice monk in white walked past quickly, looked at the Buddha sitting in meditation in the Buddhist hall, and said urgently, "Buddha, the Buddhist army failed to attack the city and retreated to the territory of the Buddha."

In the main hall.

Sanzang slowly opened his eyes, and half of his body was filled with demonic and Buddhist auras. No one could tell whether it was a Buddha, a demon, or a monster.

"What are the casualties?"

Sanzang opened his mouth and asked softly.

"In the Buddhist Kingdom, there were more than 3,000 casualties, and the abbot and senior brother were also injured." The young novice replied.

Upon hearing this, Sanzang sighed lightly and continued to ask, "Where is Dashang?"

The little novice monk was stunned for a moment and didn't understand why the Buddha asked about Dashang's situation, but he still said truthfully, "The casualties of Dashang were very few. When the abbot led his followers to attack the city, a very powerful swordsman suddenly appeared.

The body was seriously injured and the abbot had no choice but to temporarily order the troops to retreat."

"Amitabha."

After hearing the little novice's answer, Sanzang softly recited the Buddha's name, and a hint of unbearability flashed across his young face.

The cold winter is approaching, and the future of the human race is unknown. Why is there still a war?

Buddha, shouldn't you be compassionate?

This moment.

Sanzang's eyes were full of doubts and confusion.
Chapter completed!