Chen Luo, who was already thousands of miles away at this time, felt the power of the ancestral demons scattering, falling towards the major nodes of the death energy formation, and sighed faintly.

Almost at the moment when the Netherworld Passage was shattered, the Great Bodhisattva in charge, as the person in the main formation, was immediately locked in position by many ancestor demons.

In addition to Chen Luo, the other three Dharma-protecting Bodhisattvas also showed signs.

According to the plan, after the formation was gathered together, they should be led by the White Lotus Pure Land and directly enter the underworld.

but……

Plans are worse than changes!

I thought that when I opened the city gate, I would be greeted with grain, fodder, and money. Who would have expected that after I opened the city gate, I would see gold and iron horses!

At this moment, who still remembers to guide them who are setting up the formation!

What will you do when you come back? Will you be rewarded?

His White Lotus Pure Land plan was so well-thought-out that it was ruined in one go. Needless to say, the great Bodhisattva in charge and the several Dharma-protecting Bodhisattvas must have rebelled.

This is an organized and premeditated rebellion!

So, who cares about them!

If he hadn't been suppressed and beaten, White Lotus Pure Land would have taken action directly.

Only Chen Luo, after releasing the ghostly death energy held by Jin Yue, immediately traveled thousands of miles through the passage reserved by Zhang Zhengdao and Wang Ximeng in the painting.

Suddenly, Chen Luo heard a shrill roar coming from the sky

"Jinyue!"

"You traitor!"

"You come out here..."

"out"

It's a pity that before the last word was uttered, this great Bodhisattva was defeated by five ancestral demons before he even had time to leave his title!

Chen Luo stopped his speeding figure, turned around, and looked at the sky in the distance that seemed to be rendered with gold. He looked at the shadow of a white flower in the sky that slowly withered, and the fallen petals turned into wind sand.

It dissipated like this, bringing with it a sense of compassion.

On the great avenue of Buddhism, great Bodhisattvas from thousands of miles away have fallen, and tea flowers have appeared, declining and perishing.

"As soon as the plum powder fades away the remaining makeup, and the new red begonia is applied."

"The tea flowers are in bloom, and the thorns are sprouting from the berry wall."

Chen Luo sighed. After all, he was a great Bodhisattva from Buddhism in the Western Regions. He was as close to a human being as a half-saint. He fell like this. It was really a shame.

Yay!

"I'm sorry, I'm a good person!" Chen Luo paused slightly towards the place where the shadow of the tea flower disappeared, "If you hate Jin Yue, don't worry, I will help you get revenge!"

"We are evened out!"

After saying this, Chen Luo felt that his connection with the great Bodhisattva in charge had completely disappeared.

No one understands cause and effect better than me!

…

By the time Chen Luo rushed back to Fangcun Mountain, the operation to encircle and suppress Buddhists in the Western Regions had basically come to an end. However, the atmosphere in the Southern Wilderness was still extremely tense.

For no other reason than that, the holy church and Taoist palace were just suspended in the sky above the southern wasteland, seemingly with no intention of leaving.

At this time, a series of ancestral demon stars emerged, surrounding the holy church and Taoist palace.

All the Southern Wilderness monsters also raised their heads and looked at the situation in the sky.

The Buddhist sect in the Western Region is indeed hateful, having actually set up such a big conspiracy in the Southern Wilderness, but the Confucian sect and the Taoist sect are not good things either!

The Confucian sect is obsessed with conquering the Southern Wilderness, so let’s not talk about it. After all, everyone knows that the Confucian sect is evil.

Daomen are not objects, let them be used as mounts!

Monsters will never be slaves!

In the past, when we fought against Buddhism in the Western Region, we had no problem standing shoulder to shoulder. Now that the Buddhism in the Western Region has been defeated, and the bloodline tide is about to come, what do you mean by staying here?

Still want to stay overnight?

"Human race, it's time for you to leave!" Above the wolf soil, an ancestral demon star uttered a voice, "The Northern Barbarians have not been destroyed, do you still want to open up another battlefield in the Southern Wilderness?"

At the same time, a tiger roar came from the tiger territory, and a golden-striped ancestral demon star appeared, slowly saying: "Are you going to overturn the Tide Argument?"

"The Tide Discussion? What is that?" Chen Luo looked confused, but fortunately at this moment, Ma Zouri quickly explained: "Lord of the Mountain, the Tide Discussion is an agreement between the former leader of the Holy Temple and the Southern Wilderness clans regarding the bloodline.

Agreement of the Tides.”

"The human race can participate in the Southern Wilderness Tide as a Tiandao clan and compete for the tidal luck, but the number of guardian saints sent by the human race is limited."

"The maximum number is the same as the number of ancestral demons from the third strongest clan of the demon clan, and cannot be exceeded. Otherwise, it will be regarded as an invasion of the Southern Wilderness!"

Chen Luo was stunned, the third one among the demon clan?

who?

Seeing Chen Luo's reaction, Ma Zouri quickly continued to explain: "Currently, the third demon clan should be the Qingqiu Fox clan, with three ancestral demons sitting in charge.

"The first one is naturally the Tiger Clan. There are six lines of the Tiger Clan, and each line has an Ancestral Demon Realm."

"The second is the wolf clan, with four Ancestral Demon Realms!"

Chen Luo frowned when he heard this.

So, the human race can only send three guardians?

King Lao Jing said he would come, Uncle Wen said King Zhen would come, so who should be the other protector?

Here, while Chen Luo was still thinking wildly, the atmosphere in the sky became more solemn.

Facing the ancestral demons of the Tiger Clan and the Wolf Clan, they asked questions one after another, but there was no trace of movement in the Holy Temple and Taoist Palace.

At this time, Han Changli's voice came out from the church.

"Don't be impatient!"

"We have no intention of overturning the Tide Agreement!"

"It's just that when we attacked White Lotus, we used the Holy Temple Formation. Its power was damaged and it is temporarily unable to break through the void."

"Wait a moment, let me repair the formation first!"

Daogong was silent for a moment, and a faint sigh came out: "The same is true for Daogong!"

The ancestor demons were silent.

All the monsters in the Southern Wilderness were silent.

The world was silent.

He-legs!

Trust your grandma!

Many demon clans have never been to Daxuan, and have only heard of the shameless name of the Confucian sect. As the number of Confucian scholars entering the Southern Wilderness gradually increased during this period, they were taught calligraphy and writing, and the strange writings of Lord Baishan were explained to them, giving them a

There is a feeling that "Confucianism is still very friendly".

But today it was an eye-opener.

Just open your mouth and come!

There is no bottom line!

The Holy Temple, the Huanghuang Taoist Palace, how many attacks can destroy the formation?

Can't even break through the void and leave?

Who are you lying to?

Even if you say you want to stay in Southern Wasteland and write poems!

"Stop messing around!" Another ancestral star said, "Give me a stick of incense and leave quickly."

Han Changli's voice sounded again: "Don't rush, don't rush."

"If you are in a hurry, then do yourself a favor and help us break the void. We will leave immediately and will not stay longer."

Dao Palace: "The same is true for Dao Palace!"

All the ancestor demons looked gloomy.

Han Changli, you are in vain to be the leader of Confucianism, and you are in vain to be called "the decline of the Eight Dynasties of Literature"!

Do you think we are stupid?

Do you think we haven’t seen you use your holy power to anchor time and space?

How broken!

Shameless!
To be continued...