With Dong Quan’s cultivation level at the peak level of Da Luo, he spent all his effort in setting up the Downwind Roar Formation and was able to trap several peak Da Luo Golden Immortals.

A Da Luo Jinxian was about to be killed directly in the wind roar formation.

"Kill!"

Dong Quan shouted loudly, and countless sharp wind blades slashed towards Lingji like an overwhelming force.

The solid space was cut into countless cracks by the almost endless wind blades.

An extremely dangerous aura exploded in Lingji Bodhisattva's heart.

"Dingfengzhu, suppress it for me!!"

With a thought, Lingji Bodhisattva directly sacrificed the most powerful spiritual treasure in his hand, the Wind-fixing Pearl.

Under the mysterious power of the Fixed Wind Pearl, the first batch of wind blades.

At this moment, it was actually frozen in the air, unable to move forward any further.

Lingji Bodhisattva's eyes suddenly lit up and he showed some joy.

What a wind-fixing bead, it can naturally restrain the wind roar. With the wind-fixing bead, his spirit will be safe today.

Above the wind roar formation, Dong Quan stood with his hands behind his back, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, a hint of a sneer.

"It would be too fanciful to think that this mere Wind-fixing Pearl can break through my Wind Roar Formation."

Dong Quan disdains the wind roar formation to accommodate the divine wind in the world.

The divine wind of Samadhi, the Gangfeng of Nine Heavens, and the wind of nothingness are all endless, and the small wind-fixing beads are extremely ridiculous.

Dong Quan had an idea and quickly increased the wind power.

Suddenly, an indescribable strong wind came towards us, carrying murderous intent.

Seeing this, Lingji quickly increased his magic power and poured it into the Wind-fixing Pearl.

But this time, the Wind-fixing Pearl didn't work, and the Nine Heavens Gang Wind drove straight in.

It seems to have turned into the sharpest sharp knife and scraped against the fixed wind bead.

I almost lasted less than ten breaths.

The light on the Wind-fixing Pearl soon dimmed and flew back into the arms of Lingji Bodhisattva.

"Not good!"

Lingji Bodhisattva shouted and quickly used his magic power to resist.

But the wind blade is so sharp, and after a while, Lingji Bodhisattva's innate body was covered with dense scars.

His face quickly became pale and weak.

Above Huangfengling, Guanyin Bodhisattva, Manjushri Bodhisattva, and Fearful Sun Bodhisattva saw this, and the secret path was not good.

"The wind roar formation is extremely powerful. It cannot be handled by Lingji alone. Let's go down together and help Lingji."

Guanyin Bodhisattva looked solemn and flew down with the three of them.

But just halfway through the flight, the three of them felt an unprecedentedly terrifying and powerful aura blocking them in front of them.

"It's the Jiutian Lord of Jin'ao Island!"

Guanyin's face is solemn, he has experienced the battle of gods.

The aura of Jie Jiao's disciples is almost engraved in my bones, and I am familiar with it.

Soon, ripples appeared in the void, and the Jiutian Lord of Jin'ao Island slowly stepped out of it.

Although it is just the aura of Daluo Jinxian, when everyone joins together, they are no weaker than the three Guanyin people.

"Qin Wan, do you want to stop me?"

Guanyin's face was gloomy, and Lingji Bodhisattva was trapped in the wind roar formation. He could only parry, but had no power to fight back.

The three of them were stopped by Qin Wan and nine others.

No matter how you look at it, this looks like an organized premeditation...

Qin Wan snorted softly and said slowly, "You Buddhist people hurt my nephew Huang Feng, and you just want to let it go like this. It will inevitably not take the people I intercepted into consideration."

Guanyin was furious and pointed at Jiang Liuer who was breathing on the grass below to heal his wounds, but was actually watching the battle.

"It's all the fault of the golden cicada, it's all his instigation."

Lord Qin Wantian looked calm, "I only know that it was you, the Buddhist Bodhisattva, who hurt my nephew Huang Feng. Today, if you want to save Lingji, you have to go through our hurdle first."

"Not bad, we passed this level first."

"In the past, during the Battle of the Gods, you and others escaped. After so many years, we want to see how much more capable you have become."

The other Tianjuns were also filled with righteous indignation, their fighting spirit was high, and they even couldn't wait to take action.

After the Battle of the Gods, Jiejiao won a complete victory and there was no war in the world

When they were on Jin'ao Island, their bones were about to loosen.

I really want to get active, and now is the best time.

Hearing this, Guanyin's face turned completely gloomy, and the quasi-holy path rippled, impacting the heaven and earth.

"You are so arrogant, do you really think that we are afraid of you?"

"Set up the formation!"

Following Qin Wan's order, the Jiutian Lord of Jin'ao Island immediately began to set up their formation.

In just a few breaths, the nine formations have been superimposed and covered.

The three of them, Guanyin, Manjusri, and Fearful Sun, are tightly wrapped in it.

The Heavenly Jue Formation, the Earth Fissure Formation, the Ice Formation, and the Nine Major Formations are superimposed.

The power has also gradually increased to an extremely terrifying level, enough to trap the quasi-sage monk.

The three of them, Guanyin, are all quasi-sages, and they also feel a great crisis at this moment.

Soon, the nine Qin Wan men controlled the formation and began to fight against the three Guanyin men.

Even though there is a huge formation blocking it, the terrifying magic power is still rippling in all directions.

In front of the Yellow Wind Cave, in the roaring wind array, under the repeated attacks of Samadhi Divine Wind, Nine Heavenly Gang Wind, and Nihility Wind, I had already become extremely embarrassed and very weak.

On the other hand, Dong Quantianjun’s aura of strength is still unfathomable!

"Whoop!"

The wind was blowing and the clouds were flying. Lord Dong Quantian found the right moment and shouted, "Change!"

As if the words follow the instructions, the breath flows smoothly in the large formation.

The Samadhi Divine Wind, Nine Heavenly Gang Wind, and Nothingness Wind were actually under the power of the Wind Roar Formation.

Fused together, they turned into a thousand-foot wind knife!

On the blade, the supreme killing energy blooms, killing the nine heavens!

"Go!"

Dong Quan shouted, and the essence of hundreds of millions of years of cultivation was injected into the wind knife, and he slashed at Lingji Bodhisattva.

"Boom!"

The wind knife fell, and the terrifying power actually penetrated Lingji Bodhisattva's Tianling Cap directly.

For a moment, the sky and the earth screamed, and a rain of blood started, splattering in the entire wind roar formation, and the terrifying evil spirit reached a higher level!

"His! He actually killed the Lingji Bodhisattva directly."

Sun Wukong smacked his lips and couldn't help but praise Dong Quan for his courage.

Buddhism is no longer the barren Western religion it once was.

There are countless masters. Even though Dong Quan is a master of Jiejiao, his courage is evident by killing Buddhist Bodhisattvas in full view of everyone.

Outside Huangfengling, above the Nine Heavens, Guanyin, Manjusri, and Xiliu Sun, who were fighting with other heavenly kings, were stunned.

They could feel that the aura of Lingji Bodhisattva was slowly dissipating.

This also means that Lingji has already died under the siege of those who intercepted the religion.

"Qin Wan, you, the Ten Heavenly Lords, are so bold to slaughter our Buddhist Bodhisattvas. The saint will never let you go."

No matter what you say, Lingji is still a Daluo Jinxian. If he falls like this, Buddhism will never let it go.

"You are already in trouble, how can you still take care of us?"

Qin Wan and the other nine people smiled coldly, and poured all their mana into the nine-layer formation.

For a time, the power increased by another 30%, making it even more difficult for Guanyin and others to cope with it.

With the fall of Lingji Bodhisattva, in the west, Mount Sumeru, beside the Eight Treasures Merit Pool.

Zhunti, who was meditating, suddenly opened his eyes.

An invisible storm emanated from the two of them and swept across Mount Sumeru!

"My Buddhist Bodhisattva has died!"
To be continued...