Monk Tyrant looked stern. When he came to the Purple Bamboo Forest, this scene had already happened. He finally knew the reason why the man in green robe summoned him, which was to slay demons.
Being able to restore the Purple Bamboo Forest, as the last piece of pure land in Nantong and even the entire God Realm, is now shrouded in endless demonic energy. For them, this is simply a shame. Master Guan Zizai is no longer
However, they must not bow their heads and protect this pure land to the death.
Monk Tyrant has put life and death aside from the moment he entered this place, because he knows that this last piece of pure land in the God Realm must not be defiled, otherwise, the entire God Realm will be plunged into haze.
This is not only a place of faith, but also a faith that always exists in the heart.
"Then let's see how much you weigh. This is not the place you should be."
The green-robed man said in a deep voice, pointing directly at Mo Yunqi and the others, with a high-pitched fighting spirit.
"I'm not afraid of those guys who don't know whether to live or die while Guan Zizai is still there, let alone you little shrimps? Hahaha."
Kong Yun laughed and said, extremely arrogant and domineering.
"Then let's try it and see who can have the last laugh."
Monk Bazhe said with a smile, since he has devoted himself to this, he has no complaints, and even if he dies, he will never regret it.
The Purple Bamboo Forest was a place that filled him with memories, but Monk Bazhe could not remember where exactly this happened again. However, as a Buddhist, the power and majesty of Master Guan Zizai,
Monk Tyrant still admires him very much, so he must protect this place to the death.
This is a belief that lasts until death!
"You two ungrateful fellows, then let you two ungrateful things die for me."
Zhuge Jin sneered, and the five emperor-level experts immediately took action, approaching the two monks.
The scene instantly became extremely heated, and Mo Yundi, Kong Changyun and others also became a lot more relaxed and started a crazy counterattack.
"They have been completely controlled by others. We absolutely cannot sit still and wait for death. Although they are still alive, their souls are already dead."
Mo Yundi holds a magic weapon in his hand and is full of murderous intentions. He looks like he is determined to kill his relatives because they have no choice. If they lose, they will probably lose everything and all the schools of thought will cease to exist.
, without the ten major families, the entire Nantong Shenzhou will definitely be like a piece of scattered sand, with endless wars.
Mo Yundi's words were also felt by Zhuge Langya, Zhuang Yunsheng and others. At this time, no one could stay out of the matter. If they wanted to leave here and defeat them, they could only fight back. This was their last hope.
At the same time, the two top masters joined in. The attack of Monk Tyrant and the man in green robe also gave Mo Yundi and the others a glimmer of hope. These two people were determined to attack to the death, how could they remain indifferent?
As the ten major families fought back, the Night Killers led by Kong Yun also became hesitant. After all, the strength of the men in green robes and the overlord monks had almost completely blocked the five powerful emperors. Although their situation was worrying, but
But it bought enough time and opportunities for Mo Yundi and others.
The Overlord Monk was one against two, and he was only half a step into the Imperial Realm. Facing the two powerful Imperial Realm masters, he seemed a little exhausted. Kong Yun and Zhuge Jin joined forces, and the powerful impact made the Overlord Monk
Zhaozhao retreated, but fortunately he was able to stabilize the situation with difficulty and did not fall directly. Facing two emperor-level masters, this battle was the most difficult battle for Monk Tyrant.
The man in green robes on the other side also had no room for error. One against three. Although he was already a strong man in the Imperial realm, he had no room left in the face of the desperate pursuit of Mo Yunqi and the others.
"Tianluo Shenyin!"
The man in green robe once again made a rainbow-like hand seal and struck out with force, but the three emperor-level experts were not indifferent. As geniuses among hundreds of schools of thought, even though their minds were controlled by others, their fighting power was still unstoppable.
"The paintbrush is a labor of love!"
Kong Yun held the Qiuhao pen tightly with one hand, sweeping across the sky, sealing the void, directly making it difficult for the man in green robe to move even an inch, retreating at every move, and being restrained at every step.
"Three thousand Taoist teachings!"
Zhuang Xu struck out with a palm, the Tao Yuan was endless, and the Dharma was like the sky, making the man in green robe even more embarrassed, his face turned blue, and his back was covered with sweat.
"Take my halberd!"
The ancestor of the military strategist, Black Qi, held the divine halberd in his hand and cut across the sky. The man in green robe had a cold look on his face and almost fell from the void. Every blow of the strong man in the imperial realm was filled with the laws of heaven and earth, and his energy was long.
The power was unstoppable, and the three masters joined forces to make the man in green robe look quite ugly.
"If this continues, we will definitely not be able to sustain a stick of incense."
Monk Tyrant clenched his teeth. He had never encountered such a dangerous moment. At this time, the two emperor-level experts suppressed him to the point where he was completely unable to fight back, especially at night.
The wind, rain, thunder and lightning made them even more ferocious. Between themselves and the men in green robes, they were completely unable to stop the hot-blooded impact of Kong Yun and others.
During the day, they were able to remain calm under the influence of the supreme Buddhist charm in the purple bamboo forest, but once night came, when night fell and the wind and rain came, that terrifying guy would completely swallow Kong.
The hearts and minds of the others allowed their souls to be completely used by him, turning them into the most powerful puppets.
Monk Tyrant's anger rose, but his situation became more and more worrying.
"Ten Thousand Buddhas Chaozong!"
Monk Tyrant's handprints were all over the sky. After exerting all his strength, he finally gained a firm foothold. Kong Yun and Zhuge Jin seemed to be retreating instead of advancing. Instead of rushing for success, they gradually disintegrated their
Strength, only in this way can we divide them step by step and win the final victory.
The Buddha's seal in Monk Bazhe's hand reaches to the sky, and the direction of the golden body is unparalleled in the world.
Even the man in green robe next to him became very shocked. He didn't expect Monk Tyrant to have such great power. It was really shocking. This was definitely the most powerful Buddhist sect he had ever seen.
What a genius.
The man in green robe knew that he could not continue to keep a low profile, otherwise, they might die without a burial place. In order to guard the last trace of pure land, the purple bamboo forest on the top of the South China Sea, he must protect each other with death. This is
His last dignity is also the last paradise of Buddhism.