Southern Region, Hulu Ridge.
Noisy sounds sounded one after another. A dark and cold mountain had just experienced a tragic battle, and there were signs of being crushed and broken everywhere.
Lu Xuanlou pursued all the way, and finally caught up with Mofo in Hululing. After a big battle, they were both injured.
"Donor, the young monk has already given in so far, why bother to be aggressive?"
The Demon Buddha's sorrow is also suffering. He really doesn't understand why Lu Xuanlou can't think about it, and he doesn't hesitate to harm each other. We must fight with him until the end.
"It's better to die than to live. I don't want to die if I can live. I can endure it for a while, and the sea will be calm; take a step back and the sea and the sky will be brighter. I actually understand these principles, and I don't want to be the same as you, but what can I do? There is no way to retreat, so we can only risk our lives and draw the sword."
Lu Xuanlou shook his head helplessly. In terms of realm and strength, the devil and Buddha suffered more than Lu Xuanlou. On normal days, Lu Xuan Tower is not like this either.
Lu Xuanlou is confident that, given ten years, he will definitely be able to reach the realm of reincarnation and surpass the suffering of demons and Buddhas. At that time, it will not be too late to settle the grievances between the two.
But it is a pity that the person who came to Wenxi was not kind and came too quickly, which did not leave Lu Xuanlou too much time.
In Lu Xuan Tower at this moment, even if there are one hundred thousand heavenly soldiers and three thousand sword lights, killing giant giants is like butchering dogs, but in the face of Wen Xi, a great sword immortal with unparalleled killing power. , he knew that he had no chance of winning, and even had no power to fight back.
If you want to live, you must become stronger. Then reaching the realm of Juqing becomes Lu Xuanlou’s only choice.
The sorrow of the Demon Buddha is undoubtedly an excellent sword-sharpening stone.
Before Wenxi arrived, he had a miserable life-and-death battle with the Demon Buddha. If he succeeded, he would become a giant and have a chance of life. If he failed, his body would die and his path would disappear, and everything would be in vain.
As for life and death, Lu Xuanlou has a very open mind. Since death is all about death, it doesn't matter when, where or in whose hands he dies.
To survive after death, to survive after being trapped into death, then this battle of swordsmanship is inevitable.
Hundreds of sword lights floated left and right, condensing one sword light after another. The sword light merged with the murderous aura and turned into blood.
At the moment when the bloody sword light appeared, violent murderous intent spurted out, the cold wind roared on Gourd Ridge, and snow-white frost emerged from the foot of Lu Xuan Tower, spreading towards the Demon Buddha in sorrow.
"Such a murderous intention"
The demon Buddha looked sad and solemn, and he no longer dared to take it lightly, displaying his strength without reservation.
The demon Buddha condensed a hundred-foot Dharma body in sorrow. Half of the Dharma body was blazing with Buddha light, showing compassion for heaven and earth, while half of the body was filled with demonic flames, making it ferocious and evil.
The warriors in the southern region all say that the suffering of the Demon Buddha is that of a Buddha and not a demon. But if the Demon Buddha suffers from himself, he is both a Buddha and a demon.
Just when the two were about to fight, the sad Mo Buddha seemed to notice something and looked up, "Hey, someone is coming"
The words of the Demon Buddha's sorrow also aroused Lu Xuanlou's vigilance.
He looked up, and sure enough he saw a stunningly beautiful young female cultivator walking from afar, and behind her, there were dozens of magic lights, unabashedly His own aura appeared blatantly in the sky above Hulu Ridge.
The demon Buddha sadly put away his half-Buddha and half-demon Dharma body, held the flower and smiled, saying, "The mantis stalks the cicada, the oriole is behind, but the donor still wants to fight to the death with me, leaving others to catch the fishermen." "You have a way out, but I don't. Only by fighting and becoming a giant can I have a chance, so you should just accept the sword with peace of mind."
< p>The devil's eyes flashed with sorrow, and he felt very surprised. Anyone with a little bit of brains would know that if he used his sword to fight at this time, he would fall into the prey of others. But now, this young swordsman said this without thinking. Undoubtedly abnormal.The demonic giants who followed were secretly happy.
The Demon Buddha has been famous for a long time. He is the second among the nine realms in the Southern Territory and his strength is unfathomable.
Yan Jun, a businessman in the business building, suddenly emerged. He asked Juqing three times and killed Juqing three times. He was also a difficult figure to deal with.
Although the two have already fought, it is unknown how much effort they put in and how much strength they have left. If they act rashly, they will only steal the chicken but not the rice, or even lose the rice. It will also cost you your wealth and life.
But now, Yan Jun is determined to go his own way and wants to fight to the death with the devil and Buddha, which is exactly what they want.
"How much hatred is there for Vukong to make him decide to this point?"
When the Lord of Hell and the Demon Buddha have to decide the winner and the battle of life and death, these demon giants will If they attack in groups, the final result will undoubtedly be that one person dies first and the other dies later.
Hehuan Zong Jingmiao was also extremely surprised, completely unable to guess Lu Xuanlou’s thoughts and intentions
The Demon Buddha stared at Lu Xuanlou sadly for a long time, and finally shook his head secretly, and then looked towards Those demonic giants who were eyeing them with eagerness sneered in their hearts. They were just a bunch of bastards. They could just kill them all, even if it cost a little more.
The sad gaze of the devil finally rested on Hehuan Zong Jingmiao.
The proud disciple of Lady Chun, the leader of the younger generation in the Southern Territory. Compared with those demon giants, this woman is the real trouble.
"Junior Sister Jingmiao, hold back these powerful men until I suppress Yan Jun, and then join forces with you to suppress them all."
The Demon Buddha is miserable. He said, "Except for the thing that Master wants, I won't take any of the other treasures. They will all belong to my junior sister. How about it?" "Look"
Hehuan Zong Jingmiao's movements were full of charm, as if she had infinite love, but the demon Buddha was unmoved by his sorrow, and asked coldly, "Junior sister Jingmiao, are you really going to ignore the friendship between the masters and the sect?" , Let senior brother fall into a dead end"
"Senior brother, this is my fault."
Jing Miao chuckled and said, "Senior brotherThe Dharma is profound, suppressing a young sword cultivator and killing more than a dozen demon giants is something that has already happened, so why do I need to add more to it?"
"The young sword who killed the evil-minded scholar with one sword "Xiu, how can I be a simple person, Junior Sister? You can stand and talk without pain in your back."
The Demon Buddha sneered sadly and said, "Or Junior Sister also harbors evil intentions and wants to catch us all in one fell swoop." ”
He didn’t take those demonic giants seriously, so Jing Miao was afraid that those demonic giants would fail
Jing Miao smiled without saying a word, and knew the elegant meaning when he heard the strings. I know you still say that, you are really rude.
Lu Xuanlou is very aggressive, and dozens of demon giants are eyeing him. Jing Miao, a little girl, also harbors evil intentions.
The demon Buddha is in trouble. , his brows were tightly clustered together, and he already had a grimace, but at this moment he was extremely sad.