In front of the mausoleum.

The magic sword shines brightly in a hundred battles.

The Four Elephants Curse Seal Knife, White Tiger Kills!

The endless sword energy turned into a white tiger and slashed out at the approaching evil Buddha and demon monk.

When other people see evil Buddhas and demon monks, they think of catastrophe and death.

But what Han Yang saw was opportunity and a curse seal!

One by one, the evil Buddhas and demon monks at the level of Yuan Dan died under the Baizhan Sword and turned into curse seals. The number of them kept stacking up, making the smile on Han Yang's lips get thicker and thicker.

This Shenxu is simply a place of opportunity tailor-made for you.

After going out this time, I won't be afraid of missing the curse seal for at least a few months.

The evil Buddhas and demon monks with the third, fourth and fifth levels of Yuan Dan are like dragons and tigers, and monsters and demons in the eyes of others. If there is no protection from the Buddha's light, they will kill up to ten people and they will be transformed by the power of the evil Buddha's thoughts.

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Only Han Yang, with one man and one sword, could still kill countless evil Buddhas and demon monks without the protection of Buddha's light.

"Suzaku Dance!"

When groups of evil Buddhas and demon monks came from all directions, Han Yang used the Suzaku Dance style, which was most suitable for group attacks.

The endless sword light forms a cocoon of sword energy.

Any evil Buddha or demon monk who touches the round cocoon of sword energy will either die or be injured.

"This guy is really getting more and more perverted..."

Seeing the evil Buddhas and demon monks dying under Han Yang's sword, Ji Xiangtian, just like Nalan Yunhao before, had completely given up the idea of ​​going against Han Yang.

This kind of monster is only suitable for being a friend...even if it is a master, it is better than being an enemy.

"Nan... Wu..."

In the midst of the Buddha's sound, two huge Dharma Protector Jialan suddenly rose up and smashed towards Han Yang, trying to disrupt Han Yang's rhythm.

"roll!"

After penetrating the second line of Ren and Du, Han Yang didn't care at all about these puppets who only had the eighth level of Yuan Dan.

With a click of his finger, the Thousand-leaf Divine Sword buzzed from the sword box behind him.

Whoosh whoosh!

The sword light flashed across Protector Jialan's tall body, and in an instant, it was torn into pieces!

At this time, they were even ten feet away from Han Yang!

Cut, cut, cut!

Kill kill kill!

At Han Yang's feet, the corpses of evil Buddhas and demon monks slowly piled up into a hill.

And he, standing on the mountain peak, continued to kill.

This area of ​​heaven and earth, like a meat grinder, has become the graveyard of evil Buddhas and demon monks.

…

"Where did this guy come from?"

The face of Fushengtian slowly became distorted and hideous.

It’s been two full incense burners.

The number of evil Buddhas and demon monks who fell at Han Yang's feet has exceeded a thousand.

Not to mention the ninth level of Qi Gathering, even the seventh or eighth level of Yuan Dan would have exhausted his true energy and died of exhaustion, but Han Yang still showed no signs of exhaustion.

"It seems that we must join forces with others..."

Resurrection Day has begun to have the faint intention of retreating.

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On the sand dunes miles away.

Nie Yunqi, the embroidered guard's son, looked at Han Yang, who was standing tall among the evil Buddhas and demon monks, with a rare expression of solemnity.

He didn't expect that this guy who was ordered to kill by the old fox Yan Ruicheng would be so strong.

Can you resist the tide of evil Buddhas, demons and monks by yourself?

What's even more frightening is that we are still without the protection of Buddha's light.

This means that for Han Yang, the Buddhist Land and God Market is like his own back garden.

If Han Yang were allowed to stay here for a hundred or two hundred years, he might be able to take away all the treasures in the Buddha Land and Divine Ruins.

"What a monster..."

Nie Yunqi vaguely understood Yan Ruicheng's worries.

If such a genius is allowed to grow, he may become another overlord Xiang Yu.

Disasters are always better to be killed...

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Inside the ruined temple.

Yanshi's mouth opened and closed up and down as if out of control, making a clicking sound.

Two sticks of incense?

Han Yang actually managed to hold on to two sticks of incense while being attacked by evil Buddhas and demon monks.

Even the protector Jialan couldn't pose the slightest threat to him.

"No...I won't lose!"

Yanshi roared angrily, ready to use his trump card at all costs.

However, at this moment, the woman on the divine list suddenly screamed: "Wait, what is that..."

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Outside the mausoleum.

"Nan... Wu..."

Following the thunderous Buddhist chants, nearly a hundred streams of light rushed towards the mausoleum.

"Black Light Arhat!"

"Hundreds of statues?"

Everyone took a breath of air.

The Black Light Arhat is almost invulnerable. Although he is only at the sixth level of Yuan Dan, he is more difficult to deal with than the protector Jia Lan, who is at the eighth level of Yuan Dan.

Not to mention, these are nearly a hundred black light Arhats.

Under the light of the swastika symbol, Ji Xiangtian and others' breathing became heavy, and they all looked at Han Yang with worry.

Han Yang also discovered the arrival of the Black Light Arhat.

"Can't you finally hold it in anymore?" A sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Hundreds of feet!

Fifty feet!

Ten feet!

The black-light Arhat leaped high and rushed towards Han Yang bravely.

The moment these big men jumped up, redness began to spread in Han Yang's eyes.

Beauty, turn on!

The blue-red sword energy swept in all directions.

The Four Symbols Curse Seal Knife and the Suzaku Dance.

Puff puff puff puff.

The black light Arhat who was invulnerable in front of others was as fragile as tofu under Han Yang's sword.

In an instant, ten black-light Arhats were smashed to pieces by the sword energy.

"Invincible..."

Ji Xiangtian subconsciously murmured, clamped his legs, and his body shivered.

"Namo..."

Seeing that Han Yang would soon slaughter all the Black Light Arhats, another sudden change occurred.
To be continued...