Zhang Jing nodded slightly and said:

"allow!"

Lu Fengxian received the order, and his qi and blood were instantly merged with the 20,000 soldiers of the Shenwu Army.

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

Twenty thousand warriors of the Shenwu Army roared at the same time.

A faint phantom of the demon god suddenly condensed behind Lu Fengxian, just like the phantom of the demon god that Xue Ning once condensed.

But at that time, Xue Ning was in the realm of virtual appearance and was condensed by his own great power.

Now, Lu Fengxian is a demon god figure that merges qi and blood with 20,000 soldiers and condenses with the power of qi and blood.

"Unparalleled!"

As soon as the phantom of Lu Fengxian summoned, the terrifying halberd hundreds of feet tall instantly shrank to a hundred feet in size. It was held in the hand of the phantom of the Demon God. With a wave of the long halberd, the phantom of the Demon God rushed towards the phantom of the thousand-foot Buddha shrouded on the Lingshan Mountain.

"boom!!!"

The two clashed together, and the huge Buddha palm was directly cut off by the phlegm.

Inside Lingshan, a Yuanshen Venerable who controlled the formation turned pale and was hit a lot.

The swords, guns, swords and axes condensed from the other four battle formations did not stop, and all pulled their qi and blood to attack the Buddha.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The terrifying sound that resounded through the world was like thunder destroying the world, the void rumbling, and the vitality of heaven and earth that was thousands of miles apart was instantly stirred.

"I didn't expect that the Dayu Dynasty had such strength!"

"Five battle formations! How is this... possible!"

"When the Battle of Northern Yan, I could only barely gather two battle formations..."

"The two families who killed their father and sought honor have real combat power with the battle formation!"

Tens of thousands of miles away, the powerful celestial beings who were spread throughout the world were inexplicably shocked and discussed.

They are the people who are watching the fun. The dispute between Lingshan and Dayu has spread all over the world, and I don’t know how many people are itchy.

They thought that the truly wonderful battle should be the battle between Zhang Jing of the Dayu Dynasty and the half-step True Immortal Saint Heart Buddha, but they did not expect that they would have such power just as the war started.

One hundred thousand army!!!

Condensing five battle formations, the power is comparable to that of the top powers of the five souls.

In the world, although only the powerful saints can be called the strongest because of the birth of the Human Immortal List, the powerful primordial spirit and Dharma-level powers still have a strong influence.

These five battle formations are equivalent to the sudden addition of five powerful souls in the Dayu court, which no force can be seen by any force.

"The Sword Emperor actually followed Zhang Jing..." Someone exclaimed.

"Damn it! The Sword Emperor is so unscrupulous. How could the sword master rather than bend? He has become a lackey in the court!"

"Including the Sword Emperor, the Dayu Dynasty actually has three strongest men on the list of human immortals, with more than ten powerful combat powers!!!"

"The formation of Lingshan is almost unable to hold on...Where are the people from Lingshan? Why don't they dare to fight?"

"Didn't it mean that the people in Lingshan will take the first choice? Why is this so..."

"Is that the Sacred Heart Buddha, who is half-step realm of True Immortal, is not sure to defeat Zhang Jing?"

There was constant tremor in the void.

The transmission of voices seemed a little anxious.

And now inside Lingshan.

The Sacred Heart Venerable came forward with his soul, and at first glance, he was no different from the real person.

Under him, the three burial venerables and the glazed treasure shrine of Venerable Guangming stood in front.

In addition, there are four powerful celestial beings, two old monks who are old and a middle-aged monk wearing a big red cassock, with beards on his face.

Another person is slightly younger than a few.

Among these four, the two old monks who are old are the last trump card of Lingshan. Their life span has been nearly six hundred years, and they have been in seclusion in the secret realm for nearly a hundred years to prevent the loss of vitality.

Among the rumors outside, both of them had already been transformed, but only Sanmeng and a few Lingshan senior executives knew that they were not dead yet.

Locking the vitality, almost dead, can delay it for nearly ten years.

Now it is time for them to warm up the Lingshan disaster.

By doing this, Lingshan's strength is definitely one of the strongest people in the world, a half-step true immortal, an old-fashioned saint, and four powerful people in the realm of the soul and Dharma phase.

However, it should be considered three now, because of the sorrow, he has died in Shangjing.

As for the middle-aged monk wearing a red cassock, he was a casual Buddhist monk in the world. He had received favors from Lingshan and had great origins. He came without hesitation with a letter from Lingshan.

The last young monk was the soul of Liuli Baosha.

Including the man who controlled the formation, Lingshan already has eight heavenly humans fighting power.

It is just a perfect match for Zhang Jing.

The leader of Buddhism and Taoism, which has been passed down for thousands of years, is still very strong.

If the Jinlian Zen Temple was not destroyed, it would also send powerful people to help, which is the appeal of Lingshan.

"The formation is about to be broken... Let's meet this powerful Zhang Jing..." The Holy Heart Buddha slowly opened his eyes, and a bloodstain flashed through his eyes.

"Amitabha!"

"good......"

"The Dharma of Honoring the Holy Buddha."

............

............

Outside Lingshan.

The confrontation of the formation reached its last moment. Since Lu Fengxian personally took the battle, the mountain protection formation in Lingshan was at an absolute disadvantage.

"boom!!!"

With a loud noise that spreads through the sky and the earth, the Fangtian Painted Hydrograph, which was condensed by Lu Fengxian's blood, slashed on the head of the Buddha's thousand feet, and a spear condensed by the blood also took the opportunity to stab the Buddha's chest with one shot.

The void is silent, as if it has been frozen.

The next moment,

The shadow of the Thousand-Step Buddha shattered, and the celestial beings who controlled the formation in Lingshan felt that their souls were depressed and they were greatly damaged!

"The formation is broken!!!"

"The slaves from both surnames are extraordinary..."

"Where are people from Lingshan? They can't run away..."

"Um?"

Zhang Jing's expression condensed, and he noticed something was wrong. His body instantly merged into the void and left the place.

Just as Zhang Jing had just escaped, a trace of tearing flashed through the void, and a white hand poked out from the void. It seemed that the target was Zhang Jing.

Sword Emperor, Bai Hong frowned, and two holy swords protected him, staring directly at the person who was about to poke out.

"Amitabha... Your Majesty's divine thoughts can actually detect the existence of my monk. He is indeed ranked eleventh in the human immortal list. He is half a step below the realm of true immortals, so you should be respected!"

The Buddha of Saint Heart stepped out of the void with a smile on his face.

Zhang Jing's figure instantly appeared in another direction, holding a palm-sized divine bell in his hand, and glanced at the Sacred Heart Buddha with a serious expression, and snorted coldly:

"What a shitty half-step true immortal, but it's just in the realm of the saint's manifestation... I dare to call it a half-step true immortal."

"Haha... Your Majesty is indeed a strong person... But you have to know that this is all based on strength, and it is not a skill to show verbal benefits."

The Buddha is neither humble nor arrogant, and his expression is calm.

"Sword Emperor... Are you going to be an enemy of my Lingshan? Don't forget that Zhang Jing forced her to retreat not only me Lingshan, but your Jiange also suffered losses."

"You are now helping the evildoer. After Zhang Jing solves Lingshan, the first one to solve is Jiange... Don't regret it at that time."

A faint golden aperture behind the Three Burial Venerables walked out of the void like a sacred person. Behind him, Venerable Glass Baosha Guangming also walked out with a calm expression on his face.

"Master Three Burial Masters may have some misunderstandings. Jiange has surrendered to the dynasty and is now the national religion of the Dayu Dynasty. He is also one of the national teachers. It is the responsibility of Jiange to contribute to the dynasty."

"Since you and my family have had a connection, if Lingshan surrenders now, you can also win the position of a national religion for Lingshan and become a national teacher, wouldn't it be wonderful?"

The Sword Emperor laughed, and the Zhuxian Sword was hanging in front of him, ready to take action at any time.

"Hmph... Jiange is now lonely and has become a hawk in the court. Wouldn't there be a ceremony for those who violate the sword rather than bend?" Venerable Guangming said lightly.

"Guangming, you laugh at my Jiange as a dynasty hawk. Then what are you working for Lingshan now? Buddhism... is a place where dirt and dirt are hidden..."

"presumptuous!!!"

Guangming's eyes narrowed and he glared at the Sword Emperor.
To be continued...