The only way

Chapter 762
The Buddha traveled westward and broke through several cities, but he never encountered a rival, as if he had entered a land without people.

The demon clan also watched the show from the very beginning, and gradually became angry.

According to the agreement, only one demon cultivator can be produced in each demon city, but this is only a requirement for crossing the city and a constraint on those big forces.

Once you leave the city, if there are demons who want to challenge the Buddha, it is okay, as long as the cultivation level does not exceed the Buddha, neither side will stop it.

Therefore, since Fozi Xingyun left the Demon City, there have been many demon cultivators blocking the way and challenging him along the way.

I don't know if it's because the killing precepts have been enforced in Yaocheng. Since then, no one in ten who challenged to attack and kill Buddha's son Xingyun.

The path that Fozi Nebula passed through was covered in blood all over the place.

At the very beginning, the demon cultivators all acted on their own, trying to kill the Buddha and become famous all over the world.

Later, it was found that this was simply death, so some demon cultivators proposed to cooperate, and more than [-] demon cultivators joined forces to ambush, waiting for the Buddha's son Xingyun to break through a city just before making a move.

This battle is the longest battle that Fozi Nebula has fought since traveling westward.

This battle changed the color of the world, and the sound of the Buddha and the magic energy crazily strangled everything around.

In this battle, Fozi Xingyun was slightly injured for the first time, but the 35 demon cultivators who participated in the ambush all died!
The blood all over the sky soaked the yellow sand, and the broken wreckage was scattered on the ground.

The ground collapsed, not a single blade of grass grew, blood intertwined with yellow sand, and wreckage coexisted with death.

Amidst the blood and bones everywhere, the monk who was still dressed in snow-white cassock showed unabated compassion between his brows, like a snow-colored lotus blooming in a sea of ​​blood from a mountain of corpses.

After this battle, many demons who were secretly watching were scared out of their wits.

And this scene also fell in the eyes of many demons, and finally gave Xingyun the title of "Blood Buddha Son".

Since then, although there are still demons attacking and intruding from time to time, the number has dropped sharply.

But even though it was much less, it never stopped, and it really slowed down the westbound pace of the Buddha Nebula.

two months later.

Longwang Pass.

Longwangguan is located in the center of Fumodu and Tianping City. The terrain is easy to defend and difficult to attack, and it is protected by natural poisonous miasma. There is only one entrance on the front.

And above this entrance, the Demon Race built a towering and continuous tall city wall.

The entire city wall is made of special black and blue stones, each stone is polished neatly, and formations are engraved on it.

This ancient city wall that has stood for more than a thousand years has experienced the vicissitudes of time, but it has always stood majestically on this land. The black city wall is like a black dragon.

In the past, Longwang Pass, the most important pass in the West Continent, had many demons pass through the pass every day because it blocked the east and west passages. The huge pass was full of demons. Although it was majestic, it was also lively.

But today, the originally bustling Longwang Pass was silent.

Inside and outside the checkpoint, everything is empty.

There was only a purple figure standing quietly on the city wall of Longwang Pass.

Standing against the wind, her figure is exquisite, but as stable as Mount Tai.

This purple figure just quietly looked at the junction of the earth and the sky, his eyes were calm and indifferent.

Looking at it this way, several hours have passed.

Several hours passed, this figure was still as motionless as a mountain, but a snow-colored figure was reflected in those eyes.

I saw a snow-colored figure slowly appearing at the place where the earth meets the sky.

The figure is from far and near, and a snow-white cassock is not stained with dust.

Fozi Xingyun stopped at Longwang Pass, slowly raised his head, and looked at the exquisite figure standing against the wind on the city wall.

There was a faint smile on the face that had been neither sad nor happy, "Amitabha, Buddhist disciple Xingyun, came westward."

Yin Ziluo lowered her eyes slightly, and her thick eyelashes brushed lightly, covering most of her purple eyes and most of the expression in her eyes.

"Buddha Nebula."

Her voice was a little deep, but when she said the name of Fozi Xingyun, she whispered it like a whisper in her ear, as if she had chewed the name several times between her lips and teeth.

"Amitabha, it seems that if the monk wants to come here, he still needs to fight with the girl." Fozi Xingyun didn't seem to notice the difference in Yin Ziluo's tone, and the smile on his face was warm and indifferent.

Yin Ziluo looked inexplicably at Fozi Nebula who was showing white teeth in a smile, and her bright red lips curved slightly.

Then there was no nonsense, there was a faint purple light in the eyes, and the black and purple magic lines spread and grew on the snow-white and delicate face, like a firework.

The black city wall under the toes touched, invisible air waves rolled, and monstrous purple flames emerged from the void.

Infinite purple flames bloomed one after another in the void, like pieces of purple fluffy snow.

As soon as he made a move, it was Yin's bloodline talent, Tianluo Zixinyan!
This fire does not look as majestic as the flames of the Yan Mo clan before, but the Yin family has firmly occupied the position of the demon clan's lord by virtue of this blood talent.

It can be seen from this that this flame that looks like a purple snowflake is actually very powerful!

Yin Ziluo didn't move, she was still standing on the city wall, but she slowly stretched out a hand and raised it lightly.

The Tianluo Zixinyan that bloomed all over the sky seemed to have a backbone in an instant, and countless snow-like flames gathered together, turning into a huge purple phoenix bird, raising its head towards the sky and letting out a crisp cry.

This phoenix bird whose whole body is composed of Tianluo Zixinyan, each feather is a flaming purple flame, and its eyes are two dark and almost black flames.

As soon as the phoenix bird came out, a majestic wia overturned the world.

Yin Ziluo tapped her toes and lightly landed on the back of the phoenix bird, looking down at the Buddha Nebula.

The phoenix fluttered its wings lightly, and occasionally one or two sporadic purple flames splashed onto the ground, and the ground was instantly melted and turned into ashes, leaving only a deep black hole.

It shows how terrifying Luo Zixinyan is today!
Yin Ziluo stood on the back of the phoenix bird, with a thought, the purple flaming phoenix spread its wings and slapped it vigorously, countless purple flames fell like heavy rain, and mercilessly smashed towards the Buddha Nebula.

Different from the ease with which he faced Yan Mo before, Fozi Xingyun had a solemn look on his face, clasped his hands together, and proclaimed the Buddha's name.

Then he raised his hand and threw out the prayer beads on his wrist vigorously.

Originally, the beads that were only half an arm long grew in the wind, but they became several feet long in an instant, and the beads were as big as a fist.

This string of Buddhist beads slowly floated above the Buddha Nebula, and swastikas appeared on the surface of each Buddhist bead, densely intertwined into one piece, and then they did not fall, but rushed towards the purple flame rain above the head !
Like the melting of water and fire.

The swastika and Zi Xinyan broke up as soon as they touched each other.

The purple phoenix birds in the sky kept flapping their wings, and Zixinyan continued to flow.

The Buddhist scriptures on the ground are endless, and the swastikas on the beads are also endless.

For a moment, the two seemed to be at a stalemate.

(End of this chapter)