Muhuang Buddhist Temple is a hundred miles away.

Takenaka Lan stood here quietly and sighed inexplicably when he heard the clear footsteps behind him.

"I underestimated Mr. Nirvana, and I also underestimated the Buddhist kingdom on earth."

Nirvana gently waved the golden feather fan in his hand, looked at the eight elites who were killed by the Buddhist soldiers in the distance and said in a deep voice:

"Although sacrifice is inevitable, it is a pity that these people died like this."

Takenaka Lan shook his head slightly, turned around and said seriously:

"The position of the Eight Gates is to be a dead soldier.

This is their destined ending, and if they don’t die, more people in the Ten Thousand Immortals Pavilion will die.”

Ni Fansheng raised his eyebrows and directly ignored the topic:

"I accept Mr. Takenaka's help last time.

So I just need to see some sincerity this time."

Takenaka Arashi nodded and made a gesture to the secret, only to see Tachibana Enshiro suddenly appear beside him, holding a lost and dejected woman in his hand.

"This is the last explanation I, Wanxian Pavilion, can give."

Nirvana narrowed his eyes slightly, tapped his left hand towards the void, and two figures appeared behind him.

It is Moko Zun and Master Huiqing of the original Tantric Tanhua Temple, now renamed as Tuo Luo Zun, one of the six Buddhas.

Lord Moko stepped forward to take the woman, while Lord Dhara was guarding Nirvana's side.

Looking at this scene, Takenaka Lan sighed: "Who would have thought that your Buddha on Earth would be the final winner in this round."

Nie Fansheng glanced at Zhu Zhonglan indifferently: "Shouldn't you explain the last three steps of Shi Wufan?"

Takenaka Lan's eyes looked into the distance again: "Hearing is false and seeing is true. Besides, before the eighteenth step is listed, even if I say it clearly, you won't believe it."

Nifansheng understood what Takenaka Lan meant, and what he had to do next was to wait, wait for the end of Muhuang Buddhist Temple, and wait for the real decisive battle to come.

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Standing in mid-air, Tongzhi looked at the barrier that had been dyed half red, and sighed faintly:

"Your Majesty the Great Skull Emperor, Master of the Ten Thousand Immortals Pavilion, why don't you two show up yet?"

Among the members of the Thousand Corpse God Sect who were crushed by the Buddhist soldiers, a seemingly ordinary young man suddenly burst out with a powerful aura.

Just with its overflowing energy, it tore into pieces the surrounding Buddhist soldiers who were about to pounce.

He twisted his neck stiffly, making a crunching sound, and then tapped the small can on his waist with his right hand, followed by a flash of colorful light.

A pitch-black coffin with nine dragon marks appeared, and at the same time, a fleeting sense of oppression instantly crushed the surrounding Buddhist soldiers to pieces.

The stiff-faced young man frowned slightly, picked up the coffin without saying a word, stepped out and appeared in front of Tongzhi.

On the other side, among the eight elites, a shadow passed by. Yagyu Nobu stood behind the young man, his performance as low-key as ever.

Tongzhi frowned slightly, looked at the young man in front of him, and said uncertainly: "Your Majesty the Great Skull?"

The young man's face suddenly began to distort, and finally turned into that of a very ordinary middle-aged man.

"You can call me corpse."

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"Is the corpse really the corpse?" Nie Fansheng looked at Zhu Zhonglan.

Zhu Zhonglan shook his head: "I don't know, although Wanxian Pavilion and the Great Skull Dynasty are still allies, this corpse has always been in contact with us.

But after the pavilion master's testing, it no longer mattered whether the corpse was Xi Wufan or not.

What is certain is that he is a master of the Great Perfection of Heaven and Earth."

"Another great perfection of heaven and earth..." Nirvana looked helpless.

In the era of heaven and earth, humans, gods and ghosts, evil Buddhas, immortals, good and evil, a stronger Yang Shen Realm Dzogchen could barely make it to the list of thirty-six people.

In other words, the total number of people in the entire world of Jianghu is less than thirty.

But now Lin Mo has destroyed more than ten realms of heaven and earth alone.

This is also the reason why Tianjitang has not yet calculated the new round of Heavenly Rankings, because no one knows when and where another Heavenly Realm will appear.

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Lin Mo, who was hiding in the darkness, looked in one direction with a slight frown.

There seemed to be no one there, but Lin Mo clearly noticed that as the Buddha's power spread, there was a mysterious power in that place, which emptied everything.

He also made some kind of illusion, even hiding it from his colleagues who were currently focusing on the corpse and Yagyu Nobu.

Lin Er on the side suddenly understood something: "Master, force that person out?"

Lin Mo nodded and casually touched the little head of Hei Yan who had just woken up on his shoulder.

"Don't take action, the death energy is too obvious under the cover of this Buddha's power."

The black flames turned into twisted gray mist and merged into Lin Mo's body, until Lin Mo's right arm was wrapped in the mist, as if it was chaos that did not exist.

The Secret Technique of Controlling Beasts·Heavenly Saint Clothes!

This secret technique came from one of the evil duo, the Beast King Que Tianyi. After absorbing all his memories, Lin Mo discovered the most valuable technique to himself.

Then Lin Mo stretched out his right hand, holding it with five fingers, and a vortex appeared where the clearing was!

Chaos·Dawuxu!

The next second, Lin Mo was carrying Hei Xiaoque in one hand, grabbing Lin Er with the other, and his figure disappeared instantly.

The colleague who had been staring at the corpse also noticed this abnormality.

After all, this twisted vortex is so conspicuous under the Buddha's power that is half red light and half golden light.

But soon the vortex was dispersed by an inexplicable force.

Wearing a white robe, with his hair pulled into a bun, a man walked out with a dust in his hand and a unique indifference in his eyes.

He first looked at where Lin Mo was before he disappeared, with a trace of confusion between his brows.

Then he took a step forward and stood beside the corpse.

Tongzhi's expression did not show any surprise, he just smiled bitterly and said:

"Palace Master Yuan, I didn't expect that the one really cooperating with the Great Skull Dynasty is the Qianyuan Palace."

Yuan Yufeng nodded slightly. There was a unique sense of Taoism all over his body, which made people feel that his existence was quite unreal, just like a phantom like a mirror, a flower in the water, and the moon.

"Buddha, it's time to die."

The words were as concise and concise as ever, but these four short words caused a huge change in the expressions of the Buddhist soldiers who were staring blankly at the sky.

One person's reaction was even more intense. Gu Tengyun dragged the somewhat dazed Master Xianyu and shouted loudly: "Retreat! It's too late if we don't retreat!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Yuan Yufeng's eyes moving towards the two of them.

This time Yuan Yufeng didn't say a word, he just flicked the whisk and a breeze slowly blew by.

Master Xianyu immediately exploded with all his strength. Instead of resisting this seemingly weak blow, he slapped Gu Tengyun away with one palm.

Gu Tengyun was vomiting blood and retreating, with a look of surprise on his face. The last thing that caught his eye was his uncle who was turned into gray by the breeze.
Chapter completed!