Red, blue, black and white, sword energy crisscrossed, crushing matter, boiling energy, collapsed the void, curling up time, making the world in the envelope seem to have arrived at the final end of the world, and nothing can survive.

From a distance, Sun Wu and Tan Ping and other Dharma bodies were all cold, and their fear was like cold, penetrated into the bone marrow. What was even more terrifying was that through this doomsday scene, they seemed to see a very quiet darkness, without the flow of time and the flicker of thoughts. In addition to dead silence, they were also dead silence, which made people fear and fear from the heart.

This is the ultimate, the "grave" of this era. Only by believing in the supreme mother can this desperate darkness evolve into a vacuum hometown.

Just as their minds were about to be eroded by the feeling of the Zhuxian Sword Formation and turned into a walking corpse, a clear and sharp crane sound suddenly sounded in their ears, and a long golden bridge formed by many patterns appeared in front of them. It seemed to be built on the sea of ​​suffering, leading to the other side of the paradise, turning dreams and bubbles into real existence.

This golden bridge on the other side descended from the Tushita Palace in the Thirty-Three Heavens, and also extended from the south of the East China Sea, the fusion point of the Nine Netherworld and the Real. It was vast and powerful, landing in front of the Zhuxian Sword Formation, suppressing the breath of doomsday, the hidden killing and destruction, without causing any turmoil.

An old man in a white-haired Taoist costume rode a green cow and stepped on a golden bridge, walking as if he was slow and steady. The heaven and earth behind him changed, forming a black and white yin and yang fish with its head and tail entangled and slowly rotating.

"Welcome to the arrival of uncle Master!" Sun Wu came to his senses first and worshiped him with great gifts.

Moral Heavenly Lord! Tan Ping's heart beat violently, and there was a little shock. Even if he was the reincarnation of the ancient god Water Ancestor, he would be like a casual visit to the fairy world, and he had seen Moral Heavenly Lord at a very small number of times. After all, after the beginning of this era, the ancient Taoist Ancestors of the Three Pure Ones, the Two Western Saints, and the Demon Emperor Nuwa, dominated the great figures of countless epochs in front of him, and they were hiding behind the scenes. There were few people who appeared in the world. Before the Heavenly Court fell, they could only have a glimpse of the Battle of the Gods. In the remaining days, at most, the Peach Feast and other occasions could be visited from afar.

Today, this ancient celestial lord is right in front of you.

It is precisely because of this that Tan Ping increasingly feels the approaching of doomsday and end.

"Welcome to the arrival of the Heavenly Lord!" The others woke up one after another, followed Sun Wu and saluted respectfully.

At the same time, there are bora flowers falling from the sky, golden and transparent, glass lights turn, and the green lotus blooming on the ground shines with the sea and the ground. "Namo Amitabha" comes from every corner from all directions, endlessly.

The Brahma and the green lotus bloom, and each flower is a golden Buddha sitting cross-legged. It is the Amitabha Buddha in the minds of every believer. It is also due to the manifestation of various causes and effects that they have formed a vast giant Buddha that fills the heavens and all worlds, bit by bit, like the condensation of the vast ocean.

In the center of this vast ocean, the twelve-grade green lotus platform is fresh and dripping, without dust. It penetrates the ubiquitous perfect reward body and Pure Land in the Western Paradise, and turns into a light gold giant Buddha with forty-eight levels of round light behind his head, full of compassion and caring for sentient beings.

The hand of this giant light gold Buddha spreads out, sitting cross-legged with a six-meter-long golden body, emitting infinite light, with infinite life, with infinite magical powers, with white waves rolling above his head, three Zen-like relics symbolizing rich relics. He seems the smallest, but makes the bystanders look at him instinctively, as if it is the source of all dharmas and the condensation of all true meanings of Buddhism.

As soon as the two oldest people on the other side appeared, the wind was calm near Sanxiao Island, but the Zhuxian Sword Formation was red, blue, black and white, and there was no weakening at all. The bright and round moon at the eyes of the formation was quietly hanging high without any ripples, as if it had been waiting for a long time.

The Heavenly Lord of Morality walked to Zhuxian Gate, looked up at the blue ethereal fairy sword that seemed to be hanging above the sky, sighed softly, pushed the Taoist crown above his head, a clear air rushed out, and turned into three Taoists, both old, middle-aged and young, all with the aura of the other shore, and was about to begin, prosperity and decline were fully revealed.

"Brother Taoism, I'll help you!" The three Taoists rode strange beasts, went to Zhuxian Gate, followed by Daode Tianzun, and went to Juxian Gate, waiting for the Dharma body of Amitabha Buddha, who was rolling on his relics above his head, and approached the Immortal Gate, and met with Amitabha Buddha's perfect reward body.

Seeing this, Amitabha Buddha put his hands together and recited the three bodies of Dharma retribution together:

“Compassionate, compassionate.”

As soon as he finished speaking, his Dharma body entered the Juexian Gate. Three relics above his head rolled out white waves, turning the past, present, future, up, down, left, and back, all of them became psychedelic. Even the 100 million sword lights that shook were like this. It was like a dream, which disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye. A great way was opened in the formation, allowing Amitabha Buddha to grow lotus step by step, towards the eye of the formation, and Taoist Shangqing followed closely.

The golden bridge on the other side extended and penetrated into the palace of Zhuxian. All the sword lights and all the destruction and killings were suppressed without ups and downs. The Daoist of Morality "slowly" rode the cow deeper, and the Taoist Taiqing did not even move any magical powers.

Outside the immortal gate, the perfect reward body came. With one finger, the green lotus platform under the seat shone brightly into the sky. Lotus flowers bloomed inside. Each of them held a relic, and each relic emitted billions of light, intertwined, forming an indestructible "pure land". Even if the sword light continued to fall and the end of the world came, it could only shake a little, chopping down one or two green lotus, Yuqing Taoist holds jade Ruyi on his palm, sprinkling out the golden flowers of merit, and the purple clouds of blessings and the water of holy destiny, and guarding them without any leakage. The two worked together to steadily pass through the immortal gate, approaching the array eye within the infinite sword energy such as destruction, killing, and freezing.

On the other hand, a vast giant Buddha composed of countless different images of Amitabha flew into the gate of killing immortals in the infinite "Buddha's name". Every sword light fell, it could kill a Buddha, but the Buddha was destroyed and reborn, implying an infinite meaning. For a moment, both sides had their own rise and fall, and they could not stop.

Seeing Amitabha Buddha's response to the difficult situation, Meng Qi did not sigh, but nodded slightly. His current situation was a little better than he expected.

He is worthy of being the two oldest people in the world. He originally expected that he would have to take action by a person who was almost the prototype of the Taoist fruit to break the Zhuxian Sword Formation. In other words, at least he had to come and do his best to be sure. But now, the Qing Emperor who has not yet been completely restored is enough.

Through thousands of mountains and rivers, Meng Qi, who was in Yuxu Palace, looked at the Qing Emperor in the Fusang ancient tree realm, and his eyes met and nodded slightly.

It is better to leave the formation to the Qing Emperor. Keep it yourself, and add the Demon Emperor and the Ancient Bodhi Buddha to suppress all the evil deeds.

Outside Sanxiao Island, a high altitude suddenly shone green light, paving a road, hundreds of thousands of miles in a radius, plants and trees grew, fish swollen, and vitality was radiant. Then Sun Wu and Tan Ping and other immortal gods saw the Qing Emperor riding an extremely powerful nine-headed lion with a purple pure sun ruler hanging on his waist, and walked into the "road" with elegance and elegance along the "road".

The purple air was vast and formed flying flowers. The sword energy was twisted and it was difficult to shake. The Qing Emperor and Amitabha Buddha joined forces to pass through the portal and penetrate into the sword formation.

Seeing this scene, Meng Qi, who was sitting cross-legged in the dark chaos, had a deep gaze, as if there were other heavens and all realms, waiting for the next changes.

The conflict suddenly intensified today. At first, it seemed too abrupt, but if you carefully deduce it, you could find that this was his best response: in the last catastrophe, his martial arts were combined with the Taoist tradition of the Lingbao Heavenly Lord, and he also mastered the four swords of Zhuxian and the formation map, just like the incarnation of the end of the era, making every person on the other side be wary. If he was about to take a step further on the road to reducing and seeking emptiness, it would be almost intolerable!

Therefore, before Xiao Sang broke free from the sea of ​​suffering, the ancients who were afraid of each other, such as the Daode Heavenly Lord, Amitabha Buddha, were very likely to temporarily put aside their rift and join forces to deal with the Golden Emperor, just like when he was attacked into the vacuum hometown, breaking up the four swords of Zhu Xian and the formation map. In this process, he would never mind taking advantage of the insult. It would be the best to let the Golden Emperor fall.

Seeing such a future that cannot be changed, using the Zhuxian Sword Formation as bait for open conspiracy, helping the Emperor of Heaven or the Demon Buddha to involve at least three other shores and exchange other benefits, it is indeed the best choice without considering emotions and only talking about interests, and even turning passive into active.

Even if there is something outside the body, even the divine weapon at the other side, the Golden Emperor will give up as soon as he says!

Therefore, the next article is outside the Zhuxian Sword Formation, not within the formation destined by the result!

Just as Meng Qi's thoughts were turning into the Wuji Chaos Thought, outside the Demon Emperor's Palace, the water light suddenly became strong, and the rippling waves were waving, transforming into a towering and magnificent emperor.

He stood outside the door with his hands behind his back, neither going in nor leaving, and just looking at the Demon Emperor "distance" across the numerous palaces and pavilions.

The Emperor of Heaven took action!

The focus is on the Demon Buddha... Meng Qixin has a clear understanding, and when he reaches out to capture, he will drive the three treasures Ruyi, which are at the intersection of the nine ghosts at the extreme south of the East China Sea and the real world. A clear energy flows out from the top of his head, turning into a blue and pure Buddha.

Suddenly, outside the Yuxu Palace, a little green fell, and each point was filled with a quiet and wise color, making up a towering bodhi tree. Under the tree was a ancient Buddha, with eighteen hands and twenty-four heads, holding garlands, flower pots, divine pestles, golden bells, umbrella covers and other objects. The glass was clear and untainted by the dust. Beside him, Taoist Zhunti, who was holding a twin bun, carried the brilliant seven-treasure tree and looked at Meng Qi with a deep breath in the Yuqing Hall.

Ancient Bodhi Buddha!

The one who came to block Meng Qi was the ancient Bodhi Buddha!

Meng Qi was not surprised or angry, and looked at the ancient Bodhi Buddha and the Taoist Cunti, and said gently and normally:

"No wonder the Golden Emperor is fearless. I originally thought it was the demon emperor who had a gap, but who knew it was the ancient Buddha."

"With the realm and strength of the ancient Buddha, Ananda is afraid that there is only one thing that can deceive you, that is, the 'method' that can cut out a corpse in a short time."

The picture shows that he has seen the next tributary changes. The demon Buddha Ananda has done so much, contacting the Heavenly Emperor, communicating with the Golden Emperor, and secretly connecting with Bodhi, in order to eliminate interference, refining the Nine Nethers, becoming the incarnation of the doomsday, and destroying the evil demons!

The ancient Bodhi Buddha was shrouded in the pure Buddha light, and he said with a smile and sigh:

"My three corpses were damaged by fellow Taoists, and now I have hope again because of fellow Taoists. Every drink and peck are all fixed numbers. It is a cause of all the fruits, so it is not difficult to understand."

With His realm, it is not difficult to cut off another corpse. The difficulty is that the end of the world is approaching and time is urgent. Even if it can be cut off, it cannot grow, let alone compete with Amitabha Buddha, the Heavenly Lord of Morality and others for the fruit of transcendence.

In the Demon Emperor's Hall, a female voice came out, as if she was sighing and asking:

"Did you forget the past for the devil Buddha's fire? Aren't you afraid of being hit by the backstage?"

Knowing that the Demon Buddha was extremely harmful to the demon clan, the Emperor of Heaven had no doubt about the attitude towards the Demon Emperor, and a faint smile appeared on the blurred face in the waves:

"Once the Nine Nethers are refined, the Demon Buddha will temporarily replace the Golden Emperor who controls the Zhuxian Sword Formation, become a symbol of world destruction, powerful to the level of an ancient man, and have great power to support him. In this way, he will naturally become the target of public criticism, firmly attracting the attention of the Heavenly Buddhas, and allowing our Heavenly Emperor to obtain a certain degree of liberation."

The end of the era has always been destruction with the Nine Heavens, the fall of the Heavenly Emperor is bound together, and after the Demon Buddha refining the Nine Nethers, there are variables, just like the former Emperor Haotian planted an ancient Fusang tree, trying to Li Dai Tao Zombie!

The Emperor of Heaven knows this, and the Demon Buddha knows it, just take what they need!

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Within the Nine Nethers, when the ancient Bodhi Buddha blocked the "gate" of Yuxu Palace, the demon Buddha sitting cross-legged on the top of the dark peak suddenly appeared with a demon body against the Buddha, with nine heads and twenty-six sides. Each arm was divided into human skin wooden fish, white bone rosary and other objects. Each face was the manifestation of various negative emotions in the hearts of sentient beings, full of great destruction, great madness, great sinking, and great horror.

The dozens of eyes flashed dark red, highlighting the reverse ten thousand characters, and looked at the deepest part of Jiuyou.

The Demon Lord stood up suddenly, and a small seal flew out from his body, covering Yang Jian opposite him, deep and heavy, divided into six realms, transforming into nine netherworld scenes, various red dust and the paradise of the fairy world, dark and profound, secret and mysterious, as if he could induce any great master into different cycles of reincarnation, and could make every person on the other side feel acquired.

The Seal of Reincarnation!

In order to successfully refine the Nine Nethers, the Demon Buddha lent this treasure to the Demon Lord!

Yang Jian looked calm, holding a small apricot yellow flag in his hand, the golden lotus rolled, with a ray of billions of light, penetrated the Yin soil, firmly protecting himself, and resisting the power of reincarnation.

The dark red vortex is prominent in every place in Jiuyou, turning into crazy eyes and palms, constantly shrinking, wrapping the Jiu Ran Tianzun who controls the claws of the Demon Emperor.

Two chaotic and irrational guys are like wild animals, entangled with each other, biting each other, crushing the world, and solidifying time.

The Black Heaven Emperor explored his hands from nothingness and fought fiercely with the Xuanming Ghost Emperor on the two levels of Luofeng and Black Prison, destroying one layer after another of the Yin soil, and rotting the ghosts and zombies.

In just a moment, the Seven Killing Taoist who was in charge of the Nether Sea Sword and the extremely terrifying demon Buddha were left in Jiuyou.

When his eyes were intersected, he was stared at by one by one. The Qisha Taoist suddenly showed a strong fear, which came from the memories of being crushed and defeated by the demon Buddha in the past, and from the imprint of the puppets for many years.

The enemy in front of you is unbeatable and unstoppable!

This is a thought that echoes in His heart.

"What, can you still want to resist?" Ananda, the demon Buddha, smiled slightly, and the evil was deeply evil.

At this moment, a golden light broke through the barrier of time and space, fell into Jiuyou, and turned into a dark ape, swallowing time, reversing cause and effect, and instantly reaching the realm of the pseudo-other shore, which was the Monkey King Sun Wukong.

He did not use the golden cudgel, and his right hand stretched out, constantly expanding, supporting the sky and ground, and hitting the demon Buddha like a windmill, shouting:

"Give me my master my life!"

Pulled by this high fighting spirit, the Qisha Taoist finally cut off his inner fear, held the Nether Sea Sword, turned into a lightless sword light, crossed several levels of Jiuyou distance, and slashed towards the huge body of the Demon Buddha.

"Hey, you think you can fight against me with the Nine Nether bonus? Don't you see whose home court this is?" Ananda, the demon Buddha, looked cold and smiled, and his body suddenly squirmed, splitting out three balls of flesh and blood.

The flesh and blood grew longer in the wind and turned into Thunder God. Ananda and the Demon Buddha's own appearance were originally capable of perfect creation, but with the blessing of Jiuyou, they immediately expanded to the other side of the pseudo-strait, facing the Monkey King and the Seven Killing Taoist, and barely involved them with three against two.

Jiuyou has limited bonus to the other side? It doesn’t matter! It’s a matter of raising your hand to transform into ten thousand demons and quietly refine three temporary perfect bodies of fortune. They can get essential improvement!

This is the terrifying thing about the Demon Buddha who is in Jiuyou!

However, at this moment, the aura of the Demon Buddha has also dropped to the level of the weak shore. If it descends further, it may encounter backlash.

Seeing that all the opponents were blocked, the Zhuxian Sword Formation was shaking, but it could still hold on for a few breaths. He felt extremely happy in his heart. He looked at Meng Qi in Yuxu Palace and laughed out loud:

"You should help me become the oldest other side!"

Amid the laughter, the Demon Buddha took a step forward, escaped into the bottom of the Nether Sea, and entered the core of Jiuyou. Flashes of red and black light surged out like water, dotted with reverse ten thousand characters.

Boom!

Jiuyou was shaking, the black sun fell, Qi Zhengyan from the red mountain range had already stood up, and looked at the bottom of Jiuyou with a serious look.

Boom!

The laughter of the Demon Buddha echoed in every place in Jiuyou, and the world was dyed black and red everywhere, as if it had become someone else's internal organs, wriggling wildly, digesting everything.

Qi Zhengyan's eyes were deep, and he sighed, setting off a roll of red stream, rolling up the transformed evil gods and other followers, and disappeared in an instant, not knowing where he hid.
To be continued...