How … How …
Isn't that what happened in the Primordial World? Games and schemes. What the world needed was balance. What all parties needed was luck and merit.
The Buddhists now occupied the power of the world. Even if there was an expert like Yang Jian who rose against the wind, he could not do anything to them, right?
Shouldn't the script be that Yang Jian repelled them and temporarily protected Fengdu City? Then, the Buddhists and the Dao Sects would argue and play a game, splitting the Netherworld into three. The Buddha World, the Asura World, and the Netherworld would be in power?
Isn't that the most reasonable script?
Why …
The old monk looked down at his chest. There was a crack on his chest, and there was a little light flickering in the crack.
His body was like a piece of rotten wood that had been cut off. It slowly dislocated. A thin crack appeared on his essence soul. An inexplicable pain and feeling of stripping quickly devoured his entire consciousness.
Before the old monk's consciousness was completely destroyed, he saw more than ten fellow disciples in front of him who looked the same as him. He also saw the crowd that was in chaos because of the black shadow. He saw the boiling blood …
"Yang …"
He let out half a shout. The old monk's body, which had been cut at the waist, was disintegrated by a domineering Xuan Gang.
The inside of the city wall of Fengdu City was suddenly in chaos!
A Kun Peng that was more than 100 feet long tore through the sky and arrived. Before the experts of the Buddhist Sect could react, it rushed into the group of people and started a massacre!
The eighteen old monks who were at the very back were the first to be chopped in half at the waist. The young Kun Peng then transformed into a human form and smashed the Buddhist experts who wanted to rush forward to stop him with a punch. With a swing of his spear, several more heads were sent flying.
"Yang Jian!"
When Zhun Ti turned around, he saw Yang Jian sweeping past the experts of the Buddhist Sect. In just a moment of anger and hesitation, several old monks died.
Those Buddhist experts had been secretly nurtured by the Western Sect for countless years!
Zhun Ti, who had dissipated the Saint's Dharma Idol, rushed back again and revealed a golden body. It was covered in Buddhist flames and slapped Yang Jian.
Yang Jian's eyes were filled with coldness, like the ice of the Nine Nether, like the Asuras that were born in the sea of blood!
His body swayed to the left and right, and two figures appeared. Then, one on the left and one on the right, they dodged Zhunti's palm and pounced on the Buddhist monks on both sides who had already lost their composure.
"Don't even think about leaving!"
The sound from Yang Jian's mouth was almost like a roar. Cundi's palm missed, and several people on the left were chopped down. On the right, Yang Jian's body suddenly exploded, and the Xuan Gang's spear shadows filled the sky, injuring more than ten people.
"Where are the disciples of the Saints?" Zhunti turned his head and roared. A few figures who had already retreated from Fengdu City immediately rushed back.
Zhun Ti quickly performed an incantation gesture with both hands. Rays of golden light swept out in all directions, enveloping the group of Buddhist experts who had yet to escape from Necropolis and throwing them into the gap in the formation.
Yang Jian's figure kept pouncing on them. However, previously, he had been cutting melons and vegetables. Now, with the protection of Zhun Ti's golden light, it was slightly more troublesome to attack.
After killing a few more people, several powerful auras rushed over from the front. Yang Jian sneered. His heart was burning with anger as he turned around and pounced at Saint Zhun Ti.
"Die!"
"Yang Jian, you have to go all out today! So what if I accompany you?! "
Zhun Ti shouted angrily, and the Saint's Dharma body appeared again. Lord Buddha was also very angry. He used the power of the Buddhist Kingdom to strengthen himself and guided the power of Heaven and Earth to fill the Buddhist light. He even took the initiative to pounce on Yang Jian.
He was a Saint who relied on the merit of the Primordial World. As long as he did not face an extremely powerful Saint of the Great Dao, he would be invincible.
Today, he had long been suppressed by Yang Jian. Fortunately, he did not care about the pride of a Saint. He would fight to the death!
Ananda, Maha Kasyapa, and the other disciples quickly formed an array and kept restraining Yang Jian from the side. Zhun Ti used the Dharma body of a Saint and used his Divine Sense with all his might to suppress the furious Yang Jian in the gap of Fengdu City.
Another great battle ensued!
And this battle was fiercer, more violent, and more dangerous than the previous one.
The array of the entire Fengdu City was flickering. This was the array that the Netherworld had operated for countless years and gathered countless ghosts. But at this time, it was like a thin piece of paper that could be pierced at any time.
The furious Yang Jian, the Saints fighting with all their might, and the disciples of the Saints who were barely restraining them …
The Nether World seemed to be trembling. The universe was distorted, and the Dao Laws were collapsing. The anger that seemed to be able to burn everything really made the cultivators nearby feel a chill in their hearts.
Yang Jian's speed was too fast. It was so fast that Yuding and the others did not come back to their senses at the first moment.
When the few of them rushed over, they were already blocked by the battle between Yang Jian and Zhun Ti in front of them.
It was a rare scene for a Saint to fight with his life. It had probably never happened since the Primordial World was established …
"What's going on?" Zhenyuanzi and Emperor Huang Xuanyuan looked at each other.
Emperor Huang Xuanyuan immediately looked at "Liu Ya" and nodded mysteriously. He muttered, "Although the Lady of Earth's seniority is a little higher and her status is a little higher, Yang Jian is also a young hero and an expert at the beginning of the world. They are a good match."
"Liu Ya" glanced at Xuanyuan and said calmly, "Human Emperor, don't talk nonsense."
Emperor Huang Xuanyuan smiled awkwardly and did not dare to joke.
Then, "Liu Ya" looked down at Yang Xiaochan's face that was gradually turning red and heaved a sigh of relief.
Yuding Zhenren handed over another Nine Revolutions Golden Pill and said, "Please take it. It's a token of his appreciation."
"This Spirit Pill can save the lives of more important people in the future. I don't need it." "Liu Ya" shook her head gently and looked at the battlefield in front of her.
The land, city walls, and array formations had been completely destroyed. A colorful ball of light that was ten thousand feet in diameter had appeared.
The ball of light was not anyone's mystical ability. Instead, the Heavenly Dao was desperately mobilizing the power of Heaven and Earth to protect the Netherworld and prevent the "bottom of the cup" of the Three Realms from being penetrated.
In the ball of light, a few figures could be vaguely seen moving. They seemed to be in a sorry state.
In the depths of the ball of light, there were two extremely powerful forces that were constantly colliding …
Zhenyuanzi frowned and muttered, "Is Yang Jian really going to fight to the death with Zhun Ti today? Why? Didn't he slow down previously? "
Yuding was Yang Jian's master. At that moment, he could only remain silent. On the other hand, Emperor Huang Xuanyuan was deep in thought. He looked at Liu Ya, who was being carried by the Lady of Earth, and recalled what had happened in the past.
Before Yang Jian had made a name for himself, he had once gone to borrow the Mountain-Splitting Axe from Emperor Da Yu. At that time, he had a mental state to train.
Emperor Huang Xuanyuan had personally witnessed the scene of Yang Jian being trapped …
"This fellow." Xuanyuan sighed softly and did not say anything.
In Fengdu City, the ghost soldiers stationed near the city walls received the order to quickly retreat from the battlefield.
Outside Fengdu City, the endless Buddhist soldiers were retreating quickly. The ghost soldiers of the Netherworld did not chase after them. They were also trying their best to stay away from the colorful ball of light that was expanding.
The Wu people of the Netherworld were not severely injured, but most of them were showing signs of exhaustion. They supported each other and quickly gathered together.
They roughly knew what had happened in the city. When they were fighting with the Buddhists, they had seen Yang Jian descend from the sky and heard the continuous sounds in the city.
Yang Jian had come to help. He had fought Saint Zhun Ti head-on and forced a group of Buddhist experts and the Blood Sea Asuras to retreat … Such an achievement was actually enough.
Fengdu City had a chance to catch its breath. Next, it only needed to regroup. It might be able to take back the lost territory from the Buddhists bit by bit and revive the Netherworld.
However, just as they heaved a sigh of relief, Yang Jian suddenly attacked the retreating experts of the Buddhist sects. In the blink of an eye, he killed dozens of experts of the Buddhist sects. He killed Zhun Ti until he was furious and the Buddhist sects bled.
That was not enough!
Looking at Yang Jian's aura, he would not stop today if he did not defeat Zhun Ti.
"Perfected Lord Erlang has helped the Netherworld so much. We are ashamed! We will never be able to repay this favor! "
King Chujiang, whose hair was disheveled, held his sword and sighed.
Unfortunately, they could only sigh a few times. Then, a group of people nodded and praised. None of them could help with the battle over there.
At this moment, everyone in the Three Realms was naturally watching the Netherworld, Fengdu City, and the outcome of the battle between Yang Jian and Zhun Ti.
It was not an exaggeration to say that it was the cry of ghosts and gods.
There was dead silence everywhere in the Celestial Court. There was no celestial music, and there was no sound of people.
In the Lingxiao Palace, the Jade Emperor, who was staring at the scene in the cloud mirror, had a gloomy expression. All the immortals were silent. Except for Venus Taibai, who could still stand at the side and rest with her eyes closed, everyone was afraid of missing a scene.
The Cloud Mirror Technique, which could barely see the situation in the colorful light screen, was the work of Venus Taibai.
At this moment, who dared to speak carelessly?
In recent years, the Buddhists had been on the same side as the Jade Emperor. The experts of the Buddhist Sect who had been killed and the Saints of the Buddhist Sect who had been beaten up today were all helping the Jade Emperor.
The person who had done that was Yang Jian, who the Jade Emperor hated and feared …
Compared to the Lingxiao Treasure Hall, in a corner of the Celestial Court, the God of Fortune Residence, whose door was tightly shut, was more lively. A group of people gathered beside the pool. The scene on the water was similar to the one on the cloud mirror of the Lingxiao Treasure Hall.
Cloud mirrors and water mirrors were common methods for cultivators to observe the situation in the Primordial World. However, it was not easy to see the battle under the colorful light screen.
The disciples of the Grandmaster of Heaven, Zhao Gongming, the Goddess of Golden Spirit, the Goddess of Turtle Spirit, Bi Xiao, Qiong Xiao, and the experts of Jie School, watched the battle together. If one took a closer look, the experts of Jie School who had gathered at the South-Heaven Gate were almost all there.
Even a ghost would not believe that the incident at the South-Heaven Gate was not premeditated.
"Fierce." Qiong Xiao sighed and broke the dead and dry atmosphere.
Zhao Gongming nodded and echoed dryly, "Fierce."
"Compared to when he was a God back then, his strength has increased by more than ten times?" The Goddess of Golden Spirit's face was slightly dejected, but there was still a hint of competitiveness in her eyes.
The Goddess of Fortune asked softly, "Then, can he really kill Saint Zhun Ti today?"
"Not really." The God of Fortune shook his head. Many immortals of Jie School shook their heads at the same time.
Bi Xiao said gently, "If not for the matter at the Nether Stream in the North Ocean, Yang Jian might have really been defeated by him when he went crazy today. However, the enemy has already appeared in the Nether Stream in the North Ocean. I'm afraid the Three Pure Ones will not let Zhun Ti die. "
"That's right. After all, he's a Saint."
"However, it's better to let Yang Jian kill such a Saint with ulterior motives."
"Be careful with your words. Can you defeat Zhun Ti? It's hard for you to kill a quasi-saint! "
The group of immortals from Jie School could not stop laughing. The immortal who had been scolded shrugged and was not angry.
Qiong Xiao suddenly shouted, "Look! He's been beaten out! "
The group of people immediately looked at the water and quickly quietened down.
In the water mirror, Zhun Ti's Saint Dharma body flew out and crashed out of the light screen in a sorry state. It smashed the city wall of Fengdu City that was thousands of feet tall.
Zhun Ti's Dharma body suddenly slammed the ground and moved to the side. Invisible spear shadows struck down and caused the ground of Fengdu City to collapse. A blood spring spewed out from under Fengdu City!
Several figures flew backward one after another. They were the disciples of Jia Ye and the other Saints. Two of them were seriously injured and were already on the verge of death.
Yang Jian's figure leaped high and went straight for Zhun Ti's Dharma body. He did not give Zhun Ti any chance to accumulate his strength. Zhun Ti only growled and soared into the sky. He forcefully activated his Dharma powers and waved all kinds of Buddhist artifacts. He fought with Yang Jian in midair!
When the experts of the Buddhist Sect saw this scene, they could not help but be terrified. All of them wanted to attack, but they did not know how to do so.
Hundreds of kilometers away, Ksitigarbha sat on Truth Listener's back calmly. In front of him stood Randeng, who was filled with anger.
"Are you really not going to attack!?!" Randeng gritted his teeth and asked.
Ksitigarbha smiled and shook his head. "The retreat of the army is also a very important task. Why don't you try according to what I said? Otherwise, I'm afraid it will not end well today."
"Hmph!" Randeng swept his sleeve and spoke to the group of Buddhist experts behind him who had followed him into Fengdu City. The Buddhist experts glared at Ksitigarbha.
Then, a group of people rushed back to Fengdu City.
Randeng waved his arm and shouted, "Set up the Thousand Buddha Array! Suppress this demon! "
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