"How...how could this be?"

Chen Xiang saw countless ghosts appearing in the golden light propped up by the Buddhas, and didn't know what to say.

After seeing this scene, many immortals and gods in the heavenly court retreated a few steps, not daring to watch from the edge of the fog.

Some gods even retreated to more than 30 heavens, and then took out their magic weapons to watch the mortal world.

If it weren't for the Lingxiao Palace where the Jade Emperor lived, these gods would never mind hiding in the Lingxiao Palace.

Countless ghosts crawled out of the lake, hideous and twisted.

Yang Jian finally understood that although these Buddhas crushed the ghosts, they did not dispel the fog at all.

The mist has not been dispelled at all, the so-called dispelling is only because it is illuminated by the golden Buddha's light, turning the dark green mist into gold.

The mist itself was not affected in any way at all. What these Buddhas did was to dye the dark green mist into gold with golden light.

Although countless ghosts were shattered by the scriptures, these ghosts are immortal, and they will be resurrected by continuously condensing the mist.

So these ghosts will reappear from the golden light propped up by the Buddhas.

Countless ghosts appeared at the feet of the Buddhas. The ghosts climbed onto the lotus platform and grabbed the Buddhas and Bodhisattvas.

The sound of the Buddhas' chanting began to decrease gradually, and they could no longer maintain the chanting of the scriptures. Some ghosts even climbed onto the legs of the Buddhas sitting cross-legged, trying to attack these Buddhas.

These ghosts didn't have the slightest fear at all. They knew that they would not die, so they didn't care at all even if they were turned into mist by a ray of Buddha's light, and they kept climbing towards the lotus platform.

The Buddha frowned looking at the lotus platform already covered with ghosts. He didn't need to do anything at all. Just the immeasurable Buddha light behind him appeared, and the ghosts around the lotus platform were illuminated into mist.

But it was useless at all. The Buddha saw that the mist formed by the ghost continued to twist, but gradually became thicker.

He stretched out his hand to press the mist, but found that the mist flowed away from his hand. Even if his hand could restrain the sky and the earth, he couldn't grasp the mist in his hand.

This is true of the lotus platforms of the Buddha, not to mention other Buddhas and Bodhisattvas, some arhats have been submerged in ghosts by countless ghosts.

When countless ghosts reappeared, the golden light propped up by the Buddhas began to fluctuate violently.

These golden rays of light gradually dimmed as the number of ghosts increased, and countless ghosts even climbed on the Buddha's light, blocking the Buddha's light.

But at this moment, the immortals discovered that the giant wave sweeping the sky and the earth appeared again in the sky.

This huge wave is not weaker than the previous huge wave.

The huge waves approached the Buddhas extremely quickly, and the Buddhas, who were already entangled by the reappearing ghosts, could not continue to maintain the formation just now.

And at this moment, those powerful ghosts also began to reappear.

The huge body of the Bull Demon King became faintly visible as the fog continued to gather, and countless huge figures also began to show their incomparably huge figures in front of many Buddhas.

The huge figure appeared in front of the Buddha again. When this scene happened, even the Buddhas couldn't help but start to panic.

Countless figures appeared from the mist, and swarmed towards many Buddhas, Bodhisattvas and Arhats.

There were so many ghosts, it was like a sea of ​​water, submerging many Buddhas in an instant.

Although many Buddhas continued to attack and kill these ghosts, it was still not as good as the joint attack before.

Now these Buddhas can only fight on their own. Although a large number of ghosts are constantly being scattered, the Buddha's light has become even dimmer at this moment.

But at this moment, the giant wave had already reached the extremely dim Buddha light.

The huge black waves collided with the already dimmed golden light, the golden light shattered suddenly, and the sun in the sky that gathered the light of many Buddhas also dissipated instantly.

"It's over..."

Yang Jian closed his eyes in pain. He saw the fallen Arhat standing up again. He knew better than anyone else what this meant.

But even if it opened again soon, although he already knew that the hope of Western Buddhism's victory this time was not great, Yang Jian didn't want to miss this opportunity to observe these ghosts.

Only by truly understanding the opponent can it be possible to defeat the opponent.

The arhats who stood up again rushed towards the other arhats.

The arhats who stood up again had their gleaming golden bodies wrapped in strands of mist, and the mist on their bodies was so thick that every time they walked forward, they would drag a long tail of mist behind them.

The arhats kept falling, and soon the arhat lost more than half.

Just when Luo Han lost more than half, Yang Jian saw a different figure.

This figure is no different from other figures, except that it holds a sword in its hand.

It was precisely because of this that Yang Jian noticed this figure.

Because these ghosts have no weapons at all, these people who have been turned into ghosts, whoever they are, they don't use weapons.

They just rely on their bodies to fight, whether it is magic weapons or exercises, they have never been seen on these ghosts.

They just used their bodies and immortality to submerge every opponent in countless torrents.

But now there is a ghost holding a weapon. How is this possible? Could it be that these ghosts will be able to use magic weapons in the future?This conjecture made Yang Jian's scalp tingle.

But soon Yang Jian found that the figure holding the long sword just now was gone, as if he was dazzled.

"how is this possible……"

Yang Jian didn't expect that his sky eyes would lose sight of the target. It was absolutely impossible for him to be dazzled. The long sword held by that figure was fundamentally different from ordinary long swords.

Whether it's the shape or other things, what Yang Jian can't forget the most is that the long sword still exudes a green light.

At this moment, Yang Jian saw the figure again. The figure was standing in front of a bodhisattva, the long sword in his hand pierced into the body of the bodhisattva, and then stretched out to the bodhisattva with one hand.

What is he doing?
Yang Jian was a little puzzled, but then he found that the figure had entered the body of the bodhisattva, and then the bodhisattva moved.

The appearance of this Bodhisattva looks the same as before, and even his hand is the same. The magic weapon in his hand is raised high, and then a divine light shines from the mirror.

But what he attacked was not a ghost, but another bodhisattva.

Seeing this, Yang Jian grabbed Chen Xiang and rushed to the 33rd heaven.

The ghost actually can use the magic weapon of the immortal Buddha as he thought, and what is even more frightening is that the ghost can sneak into the body of the Buddha.

Using the ability of the Buddha during his lifetime, this ability is too weird and terrifying.

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