It was originally a day of ambush, but it was raining heavily in Zhongjing.

This was the heaviest rain in several years. The rain almost turned the entire city upside down, and the torrential force was like a galloping horse.

Wenchang Pavilion invited the article written by Du Sheng himself that year, "There are tens of millions of mansions, and the poor people in the world will be happy", and turned them into righteous mansions to protect the people living in the city.

There are no pedestrians on the street, not to mention the hawkers setting up stalls. Even the well-established pavilion shops are mostly closed. In this weather, in addition to the rice noodle shops with customers, I am afraid that only gambling houses and brothels can do business.

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Kuanshui Lane.

The old man was sitting at the window, smoking a cigarette and looking at the rain curtain in front of him. He seemed to recall that about three years ago, on such a rainy day, there was a young man holding a long knife dripping with blood in one hand and another in the other hand.

Holding a human head in his hand, he walked down the alley like a zombie.

Until a woman whose face could not be seen clearly walked up to him holding an umbrella and blocked him from the heavy rain...

"It's not raining well!" the old man sighed.

As if to echo the old man's words, a ray of cyan light cut through the rain curtain like a sharp sword.

The old man squinted his eyes. Although the blue light was fast, he could see clearly that in the blue light was a wounded scholar, with a spear drawn on the sleeve of the scholar.

If you submit a pen, please take a long tassel!

This is the great scholar of Weiwu Mansion!

"Grandpa." A young man appeared behind the old man and said softly, "There is news from the Western Regions that many great bodhisattvas of false Buddhas have gathered in Mengli City."

The old man nodded and said softly: "I'm going to invite my third uncle."

After saying that, the old man stood up slowly, looked at the heavy rain outside the window, and said with emotion——

"Only after the rain has passed can the sky be sunny."

The old man turned around and left. The smell of tea was steaming on the table. Next to him was a booklet with four big characters written on it - "Yan Family Instructions"!

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Western Region, Mengli City.

The killings soared to the sky, and the overwhelming sound was endless.

There are no plots or plots on the battlefield at this moment, only head-on fighting.

The golden true meaning of reincarnation, the cyan awe-inspiring righteousness, the colorful earthly aura, and the bright red blood of ancient demons interweave a splendid and dangerous light net on the battlefield, and under the net are flesh, blood and corpses.

The corpse was lying for hundreds of miles, bleeding and floating in the oar.

A hundred years later, there will be a chapter left in the history books for this war, and there will be those sung and weeping names that will be passed down through the ages, but what is recorded on this page are more lives that will never be known to anyone.

The lines of history are filled with the succession of races.

Adamo smashed the last golden body of the Five Deceased Bodhisattva that was besieging him with one punch, and let out a sigh of relief.

As a first-class Martial God, he naturally has a separate battlefield. At this moment, he turned his head, golden light flashed in his eyes, and he saw Bai Xueluo's figure on the battlefield at a glance.

At this time, Bai Xuerong is being besieged by several Arhats. Although Bai Xuerong follows Adamo to learn Zen Buddhism, her main fighting method now still comes from her innate magical power: Soul Devouring!

This is a soul attack that can devour the opponent's soul bit by bit during the battle.

A quick glance at other battlefields showed that the counterattack of the Pseudo-Buddha had gathered a large number of forces, especially those of the third level and above. Currently, except for Fang Li, the Great Confucian, who was united in a formation to protect himself, the others were basically under siege, at least two dozen.

one.

He saw that around Aji, there were four full Bodhisattvas of the Five Deceased, only fewer than the five that besieged him. However, these four first-grade Bodhisattvas could not form four hands even if they were tied together. It seemed that Aji had no

What danger.

The next moment, Adamo's figure flashed and appeared behind Bai Xuerong, just in time to block her from the rosary magic weapon that a fake Buddha attacked from behind.

"Adamo!" Bai Xuerong said in surprise, "Are you okay?"

"Call Master!" Adamo replied, and then he snorted slightly, and immediately the spirits of the pseudo-Arhats were shattered and they fell on their backs.

However, Adamo would not enter a low-level area on the battlefield to activate Wushuang. Doing so might attract the Bodhisattva who pretends to be a Buddha to take action directly.

"You have practiced cultivation for less than a year, so there is no need to take risks on this battlefield. I will send you back." Adamo said quickly.

"No, I won't leave!" Bai Xuerong shook his head, then rolled his eyes, and the whole person suddenly disappeared. The clothes fell to the ground, and then a snow-colored exquisite white mouse crawled out from the clothes. That

The white rat climbed directly onto Adamo's body, and his soul sent a message: "I will fight side by side with you!"

Just as Adamo was about to reply, he noticed several golden lights flying towards him. Those golden lights were all Bodhisattvas in the Five Decline Stages.

Without any time to say more, Adamo directly put Bai Xuelu into his arms and used the method of Sumeru Mustard Seed to hide her. Then, filled with colorful energy, he faced those golden lights and rejoined the battle.

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At the same time, high in the sky.

On the battlefield in the void, a woman with a luxurious temperament stood proudly in a ruqi. With a wave of her hand, the battlefield in the void was filled with flying snow. The flying snow was like a knife, and they all rushed towards the fake Buddha and Bodhisattva on the opposite side.

"Thank you fellow Taoist, but if that's the case, you can't break my golden body!" The fake Buddha Bodhisattva smiled faintly and let the flying snow fall on him. Golden light emitted around his body, blocking the flying snow from his body. Then

The great Bodhisattva clenched his fist and punched it hard. In an instant, the wind and snow rolled back, and it seemed as if a ball of flame ignited in the wind and snow, melting the ice and snow.

The half-sage named Xie spat out a mouthful of blood, but the heroic spirit was still there between his brows. The next moment she thought, green willow trees appeared in the snowy world. The willow trees were swaying in the wind, and the willow branches were like long dragons shooting towards the place.

The great Bodhisattva bound the great Bodhisattva in the blink of an eye.

"Thank you Daoyun, it's useless." The golden bodhisattva said, "My golden body is restraining your snowy intention, you can't hurt me."

Xie Daoyun's expression remained unchanged, and a huge shadow of a treasure tree appeared behind him.

"Xie Family Treasure Tree!" The golden bodhisattva's eyes were slightly solemn. The Xie Family Treasure Tree is a unique source material of the Xie family of the holy clan, and it belongs to the rare Qiankun species. Judging from the appearance of the shadow behind Xie Daoyun, it should be that

The source material grown from the precious tree is regarded as the treasure of enlightenment.

Xie Daoyun ignored the golden Bodhisattva and raised one hand, and the palm was quickly covered with a layer of frost.

Question: If you have a cold body and put on more clothes, how can you treat a cold heart?

That slender palm seemed to have turned into a huge ax that opened up the world.

Xie Daoyun slashed his palm at the big golden Bodhisattva. The wind and snow started again, and the surrounding temperature dropped rapidly. The big Bodhisattva's eyes condensed, and his whole body suddenly ignited with blazing flames, burning the wicker that bound him. Finally, he was able to catch up with Xie Daoyun's attack.

He broke free from the shackles of the wicker before arriving. At this time, he did not hide or dodge, and the flames on his body re-condensed into a fire lotus, facing Xie Daoyun's attack.

"Karma Red Lotus..." Xie Daoyun spoke for the first time, with the corners of his mouth raised slightly, showing a disdainful smile.

She, Xie Daoyun, was born in the Xie family, and married the second son of the calligrapher Wang Xizhi.

She has grown up among the geniuses all her life, but her husband is a mediocre man who cannot stand up to the wall. He is obviously not the material to guard one side, but because of his status, he takes on the responsibility of guarding one side. She has repeatedly advised him to

The husband prepared his defense, but it fell on deaf ears.

Until the barbarian army came and slaughtered the people, her husband and four sons were all killed in the battle. Her hair turned gray overnight, she entered the Confucian Confucian School with a sword, and led the army to resist the barbarian army.

The loss of her husband and son in middle age completely destroyed her spirit. Even if she became a scholar, the agile "Wind in the Forest Xie Yongxu" of the past would no longer exist in this world.

But unlike everyone who thought she was depressed, Xie Daoyun picked up the sword again.

Comparing one's feelings with one's own, how many people like her lost their husbands and children in that battle?

She wanted to "atone" for her incompetent husband.

Whenever there is a war, she must take the lead, year after year.

She has been promoted to semi-saint.

As one of the few female Half-Saints, some people don’t understand her promotion to Half-Saint and wonder what her reasoning is?

Han Changli once used six words to explain: Deep love and deep responsibility!

Now, the holy war in the Western Regions has resumed, and she has appeared on the battlefield again.

In the snowy world, a cold wind suddenly rose at this moment, and the wind and snow visible to the naked eye surrounded the Karma Fire Red Lotus. The Karma Fire Red Lotus was gradually covered by ice and frost, and became frozen.

"I have a clear conscience, what can the fire of karma do to me?" Xie Daoyun shouted coldly and waved his palm again. In the sky, the cold wind was like a knife, flying frost entered the sword, and the real wind knife and frost sword wrapped the great Bodhisattva,

Hitting the golden body of the Great Bodhisattva continuously, one or two attacks is nothing, but what if it is a thousand swords?

A series of scars appeared on the body of the great Bodhisattva. The great Bodhisattva took a deep breath, and a pagoda appeared from his body. But at this time, Xie Daoyunxiu raised his hand, placed his two middle fingers together like swords, and pointed at his forehead,

Blood remained from Xie Daoyun's forehead.

Suddenly, the pagoda that originally blocked the wind and frost sword was immediately covered with ice and snow, turning into an ice tower.

This chill is not caused by magical principles, but comes from the heart.

Awe-inspiring!

The next moment, the wind stopped and the frost stopped. In front of Xie Daoyun, there was a glazed ice crystal tower, and in the tower, a big Bodhisattva was like an ice sculpture, and his soul was frozen.

A great Bodhisattva was frozen to death!

At this time, Xie Daoyun's face was pale and her heart was chilling. She had also suffered a lot of damage and was afraid that she would not be able to fight anymore.

When Xie Daoyun took over Feixue Tiandi and was about to smash the ice crystal tower, a sudden change occurred!

In the void, golden light suddenly flashed, and a Vajra pestle flew and hit Xie Daoyun hard on the back of the head. The shadow of the Xie family treasure tree behind Xie Daoyun appeared, blocking the Vajra pestle, but was directly scattered by the Vajra pestle.

Then he hit Xie Daoyun on the vest, and Xie Daoyun immediately spurted out a mouthful of blood.
To be continued...