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Chapter 431: The Battle Between Buddhas and Demons

Mo Tiange looked up and looked at the sound.

Not long after, a group of people appeared out of thin air in the sky covered with demonic air.

"Late stage of Nascent Soul..." Nie Wushang murmured to himself, his eyes falling on the monk in charge.

If they hadn't been sure that this person was in the late stage of the Nascent Soul cultivation, they would never have thought that he would be the lord of Guifang City, one of the three great demon kings of the Demonic Dao in Yunzhong, and Guifang Demon Lord.

This Demon Lord of Ghost Square looks like he is in his thirties or forties. He is dressed in a simple blue dress, has a thin figure, a white face, has no beard, and has a gentle temperament. He has no demonic spirit on his body, but rather is elegant and elegant, just like a worldly teacher.

However, his aura was extremely powerful, and he was not weak at all compared to Venerable Wuming. In Guifang City, who could have such aura except the Demon Lord of Guifang? Moreover, Mo Tiange saw Yang Chengji standing behind him at a glance.

"It turned out to be a fellow Taoist in Guifang." The moment he discovered that the Demon Lord of Guifang appeared, Venerable Wuming had already put away the net of heaven and earth. At this time, he smiled and clasped his hands together. "I am just passing by and there is something important to do, but it is inconvenient to meet fellow Taoist in Guifang."

"Haha!" The Demon Lord of Ghost Square's voice was slightly hoarse, and his eyes were coldly looking at the Buddhist practitioners below, "Old Monk Wuming, with you, Venerable Puji, you have brought so many disciples into my Ghost Square City. If you don't say hello, it seems unreasonable, right?"

The City of Demonic Way is different from the Town of the Righteous Way. Whether it is the Dongtang Kingdom or the Southern Zhou Kingdom, there are royal families, and even provincial capitals. Even a city like Tianxue City is a city appointed by the court, who manages mortals and manages civil affairs. Tianxue City is the sphere of influence of the Ling family, but in name, anyone can come and go. However, the City of Demonic Way was established by the city lord and belongs to the city lord, and has nothing to do with the royal family of Beilin Kingdom.

Therefore, Guifang City is actually the private territory of the Demon Lord of the Ghost Square. The Venerable Wuming came to Guifang City, but did not say hello to the Demon Lord of the Ghost Square, and had not walked through the city gate. It can be said that he was climbing over the wall and stealing into someone else's mansion. How could the Demon Lord of the Ghost Square be willing to stop?

However, Mo Tiange was very curious. The Demon Lord of Ghost Square is one of the three strongest demons. The Demon Lord of Ghost Square is his private territory. Why did Venerable Wuming bring his disciples into the Demon Lord of Ghost Square when he only found out later? Could it be that Venerable Wuming has any secret technique that blocked the Demon Lord of Ghost Square? However, although it was a little late, he arrived before Venerable Wuming left.

The Venerable Wuming still smiled slightly, and there was no sign of guilt on his face: "Why should fellow Guifang be so petty? I will take my disciples away now, how about it?"

"Hmph!" said the Demon Lord of Ghost Square coldly, "Old monk, you have a good plan! Want to leave? Leave the things behind before talking about it!"

"Things?" A surprised look appeared on the face of Venerable Wuming, "Fellow Daoist Gui Fang, what did you say?"

If it weren't for having handed over the Net of Heaven and Earth to Venerable Wuming, Mo Tiange would almost think that he had really taken nothing away. Such a kind-hearted and capable monk actually played a rogue so naturally, which was speechless.

The Demon Lord of Ghost Square was sank after hearing this: "Old Monk Wuming, don't be shameless! This is Ghost Square City, not your Baifu Mountain!"

"Although I am old, my eyes are not blurry, so there is no need for a reminder from fellow Guifang." Venerable Wuming replied with a smile.

Looking at the dark face of the Demon Lord of Ghost Square, Mo Tiange pulled Nie Wushang, carefully took a few steps back, and avoided the cave.

Fortunately, she has handed over the net of heaven and earth. For the Demon Lord of the Ghost Square, she is a very insignificant little character, and she doesn't even care about them.

"It seems that they will probably do it." Nie Wushang looked outside with some concern and said softly.

"Yes." Mo Tiange carefully closed the stone gate of the cave and quickly laid a bunch of bans around.

"Is it useful?" Looking at her movements, Nie Wushang expressed doubts, "The late-stage Nascent Soul monks, they can razed the entire mountain to the ground by starting their moves."

"They won't fight here." Mo Tiange said confidently, "I'm just in case."

"Oh, yes." Nie Wushang nodded. This is Guifang City. How could the Demon Lord of Guifang do whatever he wants on his territory? The movements of the Yuanhou cultivators may destroy a city.

"Bald donkey!" The gloomy voice of the Demon Lord of the Ghost Square came, "It seems that if we don't fight, you won't hand over the things obediently!"

Venerable Wuming still had the voice of the Eight Winds: "Fellow Taoist Guifang, this thing is my Buddhist holy object. What's the use if you want it? If you give me some face today, I will owe you a favor in the future. Wouldn't this be good?"

"Hmph!" The Demon Lord of Ghost Square said coldly, "It sounds nice! That Heavenly Demon Tower is still our devil's holy object. Are you Buddhists still here to grab it?"

Hearing this tone, the Demon Lord of Ghost Square was extremely resentful. Could it be that he did not grab the Heavenly Demon Tower this time? There is a factor in the Buddhist monks?

"Fellow Taoist Guifang!" Venerable Wuming raised his tone and seemed to be patiently persuading, "The affairs of the Heavenly Demon Tower have been out of control in the end, and we can't help! Now that the matter is over, it will be useless to care about it, right?"

"This old monk looks like a saint, why is he so rogue?" Nie Wushang whispered. She is now considered a demon cultivator, and she really doesn't like the behavior of Venerable Wuming.

Mo Tiange smiled: "It depends on who it is. A young monk like us doesn't mind showing the demeanor of a master. But when facing monks of the same level, if you give in, you will give up your own interests."

Nie Wushang nodded and sighed: "Even if the Buddhist precepts are stricter, they are still practitioners after all. They have to fight for it in the current interests."

Mo Tiange didn't say anything. Compared with other paths, the Buddhist teachings are obviously more gentle, but even more gentle, it is limited. Venerable Wuming doesn't mind that a junior like her discussing conditions in front of him, and is willing to give her some benefits, because for him, she is too small, so how can a person care about ants? But in front of a monk of the same level as the Demon Lord of the Ghost Square, he will not take a step back. He can't give up what a late-stage Nascent Soul monk is interested in. If he retreats, he will lose the benefits of himself and the entire Huayan Temple behind him.

"Stop talking nonsense! You steal into my Guifang City, don't even think about leaving with you!" The Demon Lord of Guifang was already impatient. While saying this, the two felt that the pressure suddenly increased.

Fortunately, Mo Tiange had already set up a ban before, and the pressure was weakened a lot. Moreover, the two of them had already practiced the Mo Tiange's Divine Refining Art to a very high level, and Nie Wushang had the strong Yuan Demonic energy on his body, but it had no effect.

"Fellow Daoist Guifang, don't be so anxious. It's so bad that you fight and kill every time? Last time, we both lost a lot of money. It's time to rest and recuperate. Why waste this energy?"

"You're nice!" The Demon Lord of Ghost Square said angrily, "You have obtained Buddhist holy objects, so you will naturally be satisfied. If you let you steal into my Guifang City and take away a holy object from Guifang City, what kind of face will you have? Old bald donkey, give you two choices. One is to fight a good match when you leave the city. If you win, you will come and go freely. I don't say much. If you lose, then leave the things obediently, and you can still leave safely with your disciples; the other is, I will directly launch the Great Ban of Guifang City, fight to destroy the city, and keep all your masters and disciples! How to choose one?"

At the end, the tone of the Demon Lord of the Ghost Square became gloomy, and it was obvious that this matter could not be stopped in his heart.

These two choices are simple, either a single game determines the outcome or a lasting death.

Mo Tiange guessed it well before. This is Guifang City, and the Demon Lord of Guifang cannot care at all, so he proposed the first solution. In this way, Guifang City can be harmless, and Venerable Wuming does not have to be distracted from the safety of his disciples. However, whoever loses will lose the holy objects and cannot regret it.

But if you choose the second method, it will never stop. The Demon Lord of Ghost Square bet on Guifang City, and Venerable Wuming will have to pay his own and his disciples' lives. At first glance, this method seems to be that the Demon Lord of Ghost Square has suffered even more losses, but the Demon Lord of Ghost Square is a place where he has been in operation for thousands of years, so how can he let others come and go? Once he launches the Great Ban of Ghost Square City, no matter how powerful Venerable Wuming is, he will probably not be able to escape the end of his death. Of course, with the great power of the cultivator of Yuanhou, Guifang City and the cultivators of all sizes in the city, they will also disappear into the world. By that time, although the Demon Lord of Ghost Square survived and obtained Buddhist holy objects, his thousand-year foundation was destroyed, and there is a high possibility that he would be seriously injured. Maybe his cultivation level would be greatly damaged and he would not be able to get it in the end.

It is not easy to cultivate to the Nascent Soul. If you break through to the late stage of the Nascent Soul, there is no one in a hundred Nascent Soul cultivators. The higher the level of the cultivators, the more they cherish their lives. The first method is to do what is in line with their interests.

However, in addition, it depends on the level of confidence of Venerable Wuming and the importance of this Buddhist holy object. If Huayan Temple does not hesitate to recover this Buddhist holy object with the power of the entire temple, then Venerable Wuming will have to fight with the Demon Lord of Ghost Square even if he sacrifices his own lives and these disciples.

"Hey, fellow Taoist Guifang..." Venerable Wuming's voice was very helpless, "Do you have to leave no way out?"

"Hmph! No need to talk nonsense, just choose!"

Next, there was no conversation, but Mo Tiange and the others felt that their pressure became stronger and stronger. In the end, they were even so strong that they both felt uncomfortable. From time to time, the sound of other disciples spitting blood from their mouths could not bear the pressure.

"Since fellow Guifang decided that this is the case, I don't have to say much, please." This time, the voice of Venerable Wuming became solemn and calm.

Mo Tiange and Nie Wushang both had a sudden heart. Could it be that Venerable Wuming chose the second method? In this case, they would die if they hid in this cave!

Before I could communicate, I heard the voice of the Demon Lord of the Ghost Square: "Old monk, you still have some responsibility, let's go!"

As soon as the words came to an end, one of the mighty moments left.

The two of them breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that Venerable Wuming chose the first method. The crisis in front of them finally had nothing to do with them.

Then, the breath at the door left one by one, and finally there was no one there.

Mo Tiange and Nie Wushang looked at each other, and both of them breathed a sigh of relief. It was such a disaster! (To be continued. If you want to know what happens next, please log in. There are more chapters, support the author and support genuine reading!)

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