The demon halberd was accompanied by like a shadow. The eight demons of the Devouring Heart Demon were not afraid of the dozens of abbots. They rushed into the crowd, but instead scared the abbots backwards.

"Create a cycle of reincarnation."

The abbots had never heard of such shocking means. They were so shocked by Feng Bian's words that they turned into a mess of sand.

The changes in the spear magic array were extremely complex, and they were both offensive and defensive. Even Huang Lin, who had the imperial level, was dazzled by the Jidu arrow and was very excited.

"How is the eighth level of heavenly secrets changing law?" Kong Xiang, Zhan Ji and others were all shocked. The power of the masters of the same level could not be exerted under the fierce power of the spear magic array.

The devil's long path disappeared, and the seventh floor of the Muyun Demon Tower was filled with heavy demonic energy, and the Buddha's light was chaotic and dim.

Everyone came here to compete for relics, but they never thought that they would encounter such a powerful demon here. Not to mention the fate of the six realms of reincarnation, they actually understood the eighth level of heavenly secret changes that only a respected master could master.

"Creation of Immortal Formation?" Lu Chen did not join the battle immediately. These abbots were not in harmony, so it was just a joke to let them join forces. How could they compare to the eight demons of Feng Bian, the great devil who swallowed the heart.

"Xiaoyuan Tianxian Realm belongs to the great chaotic demon path. According to his meaning, what he inherits is another demon path, not the black demon, the heavenly demon, the blood demon, the wind demon, the ice demon, but a brand new demon path." Lu Chen sighed in his heart, and raised the Dharma clouds and crossed the ground to the right rear of the hall.

At this time, Zhan Ji shouted out a Buddhist chant, and set up a tower magic weapon and pointed it at Feng Bian, yelling while beating: "All the students, we will work together to eliminate this demon first and then go to the eighth level, how about it?"

It was said to be a discussion, but Zhan Ji's tone had an irresistible majesty. Kong Xiang and others nodded silently, and at the same time, they sacrificed the Buddha's palm and the Buddha seal and rushed towards Feng Bian.

"Oh? Come together? It's okay, so I won't go looking for it one by one."

Feng Bian became more and more brave as he fought. Seeing the abbots coming, the last demon body took a step back. The Changyue Demon Salute in his hand danced a gun flower. The Changyue's intrigue magic drew a strange arc of light, rushing towards the Buddhas.

"Peng!"

The space contracted to the extreme, and the eight demon bodies were almost exactly the same as Feng Bian's movements, just like the same, and the eight long moon hook sickles flew up in the sky of the palace and rushed towards the Buddhas.

"No destruction of Buddha Gang..."

The abbots exhaled the Buddha's voice at the same time, and halos like golden bells were supported on their bodies... After a burst of rapid and crisp sounds of war, Feng Bian retreated, and the Buddhas also retreated several steps away.

After a moment of the battle, Feng Bian's eight demon bodies were not damaged. On the other hand, the audience lost six people, all of whom were level 9 Tian Buddha masters.

The huge gap in strength, number of people and the number of people injured made all Buddhas frightened.

In fact, this hit Lu Chen's mind. He wished that these demon Buddhas would die, and the ninth-level fire infant never swallowed them in his mouth.

After confronting each other for a while, Kong Xiang frowned slightly. He stood not far from the stairs and happened to see the gap leading to the eighth floor. He gritted his teeth and headed straight for the eighth floor with a whoosh.

"Chongxiang, dare you?" The Buddhas who were originally staring at Feng Bian in anger saw Kongxiang disappearing on the stairs as they flashed. They all shouted angrily.

"Relics." The Buddhas screamed in shock and rushed to the stairs.

What made Lu Chen strange was that Feng Bian was arrogant at the beginning, but when he saw the Buddhas rushing towards the eighth floor regardless of everything, he did not stop him as strongly as before, but he stopped seven or eight people to fight.

Lu Chen's brow tightened slightly, and he moved over. When he approached the seven or eight big Buddhas, a loud bang came. One of the Tian Buddhas' bodies was lifted up by the Changyue Demon Sphur, and was torn into several pieces under a group of rapid spear-flowered thorns.

"Purethal God?" Lu Chen's eyes suddenly closed, and a ball of white light came into his eyes. It was the abbot's Purethal God.

The soul was not dead yet and screamed. The soul also saw Lu Chen and said loudly in desperation: "Yuansha, save me."

"Du Mo?" Lu Chen, who heard the voice, immediately smiled loudly, stretched out his hand, grabbed the void, and his soul fell into Lu Chen's hand.

But before Du Mo could breathe a sigh of relief, a strange fire instantly wrapped the soul.

"You?" Du Mo's soul transformed into a little man the size of a palm, looking at Lu Chen in disbelief: "What are you going to do?"

"What are you doing? Of course you are killing people. Isn't it a pity that such a good soul doesn't need it?" The ferociousness in Lu Chen's pupils finally revealed. Although it was only a short moment, Du Mo still looked cold all over.

Feng Bian's spear magic array picked several people one after another, and was fighting happily. His eyes swept to Lu Chen, and he was also shocked: "Is this interesting when the same students are killed?"

"call!"

A ball of strange fire quickly transformed the Du Mo Yuanshen into a fire baby, and collected its soul. The Yuanshen was used by him and put it in his pocket.

Seeing that there were only a few Buddha abbots, Lu Chen raised a grin on his lips and swallowed his throat. The ninth-level fire baby swallowed it into his heart.

The cultivation of the ninth-level Guizhen Heavenly Buddha burst out loud, and Sanskrit scriptures and mantras floated out quickly from Lu Chen's head.

"The Extreme World of Free Heart Sutra..."

Lu Chen was reciting scriptures and chanting scriptures, and the seventh floor palace was suddenly covered by the sound of Buddha.

The Buddha's light suddenly appeared, and the entire hall shone with light. Lu Chen seemed to be the source of the light of the ten thousand. He sat cross-legged in the void. His fingers were holding the orchid-shaped body, and wisps of energy hit the hall and shaking it.

At this time, the many heavenly Buddhas had already died under Feng Bian's halberd, and only Lu Chen and Feng Bian were left looking at each other from afar. Lu Chen stared at the Long Moon Demon Salute in Feng Bian's hand, and smiled coldly, "I am just for relics. I hope you don't block me, otherwise I won't blame Yuansha for being polite."

Feng Bian looked at Lu Chen in surprise, and then said to the sky and said, "I am so arrogant. I rarely have any opponents in the Supreme Immortal World. Are you afraid that you are just Xiao Yuantian's cultivator?"

"Believe it or not, if you dare to come, I will dare to kill you." Lu Chen sneered, and his cold and arrogant intention seemed to hit Feng Bian's heart.

Feng Bian unconsciously shivered and was shocked: "Impossible. This is...isn't this Buddha?"

"You should be the anti-immortal weapon in your hand." Lu Chen just saw that Feng Bian's domineeringness was not only the eighth level of heavenly secrets, but the Long Moon Demon Salute in his hand was also a reverse-immortal weapon. Otherwise, he would not have killed more than a dozen people like cutting tofu in any case.

"How do you know?"

Feng Bian's anti-immortal weapon was wrapped in demonic energy. If he had no higher cultivation than him, he would not be able to see it at all. Lu Chen could make a point, so Feng Bian was naturally frightened.

"I know there are still many. Although you have eight demon bodies, you are not my opponent. Don't tie yourself up." Lu Chen sneered, his magic power surged slightly, and a few wisps of light gathered into the shape of a longbow in the palm of his hand. Although it was just a flash and showed Luo Hu's power, it was enough to shock Feng Bian.

"You are..." Feng Bian held the Long Yue Demon Salute tightly in his hand, and the seven demon bodies returned behind him.

"If you know your name, you can just know your reputation. If you guess correctly, you are just a person who acts on orders. What kind of demon is hidden in the ninth floor? I will ask you later, or with this moment, you can ask your master if he is willing to cooperate with me Yuansha."

Lu Chen said to himself, Feng Bian was both frightened and confused when he heard it. Although he didn't want Lu Chen to suppress it, the long bow just now made it difficult for Feng Bian to resist.

"Cooperation, what kind of cooperation?" Feng Bian asked.

Lu Chen tilted his mouth, looked up at the dome, and said, "I guess he will understand."

After saying that, Lu Chen ignored Feng Bian and made a random move, eight more jumped to the eighth floor.

Feng Bian stood there stupidly, as if he had forgotten his responsibilities. Just as he was staring at Lu Chen's back in a daze, a heavy voice suddenly sounded in his mind: "Feng Bian, you don't need to worry about the eighth floor. Come to the ninth floor. I have a jade slip that you need to hand it over to Yuansha."

"Emperor?" Feng Bian trembled all over and nodded. After taking a curious look at the figure who disappeared on the stairs, Feng Bian silently withdrew from the dispute over relics.

...

"Old guy, you said I did this, will the big guy on the ninth floor cooperate with us?"

"It must be. If he is the Demon Emperor in the Supreme Immortal Realm that Fotucheng cannot deal with, and if he wants to escape from the Demon Tower, he must get help from an emperor-level master. When you took out Luohu just now, I used the spirit of the Jidu Arrow to reveal part of my cultivation. The same thing is true, if he is an emperor, he will definitely find out."

"That's good." Lu Chen nodded with relief: "If these eight floors were not under Fotucheng's surveillance, wouldn't it be so troublesome to seize a relics? Alas."

With the ninth-level fire infant and the eighth-* body, Lu Chen thought that he wanted to deal with these Guizhen Tian Buddhas, it was like a side dish. However, Muyun Demon Tower was the place of Fotucheng. In order to find Zhu Yan's Dharma body, he didn't want Fotucheng to know his identity now.

"Let's take the relics first." Huang Lin raised his hand and pointed to the top of his head. The violent roar had already started. It was obvious that the struggle between the Buddhas had begun.

There are less than thirty masters left now, each of whom is the level 9 Guizhen Tian Buddha with profound cultivation. Lu Chen subdued the level 9 Fire Infant and also reached the level 9. He was not afraid of everyone. What he is afraid of is that Fotucheng will always monitor the demon tower, so he has always been careful not to show too many extraordinary abilities. Even when he took out Luo Hu, he was cautious and even shocked Huang Lin and took it back.

When I ran to the eighth level, I had recited the Heart Sutra of the World more than once. The complete power of Buddhism filled my whole body, and the three-life wooden fish hovered above my head.

Up to the eighth floor, a golden pill was placed in a disc not far ahead, which was the Buddha's relics.

But what puzzled Lu Chen was that although the abbot of the Heavenly Buddha fought fiercely these days, they all rushed towards the disc, but there was a ray of black mist hovering above everyone's head.

"Demonic energy?"
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