When I become a demon king, I want to change my department to the Taoist sect.

Chapter 788 Encirclement and Suppression
If there were no Zhide era as a comparison, Buddhism's handling of the situation would still be remarkable. It was able to change the current situation of cannibalism in this world at the lowest cost and spread the Buddhist faith.

However, with the example of the great virtue of practicing Buddhism throughout the world and unleashing tremendous energy, Buddhism's actions seem less efficient and more sluggish.

Especially since the sins committed by the aristocratic families in this world were too serious, even so, Buddhism still managed to save them, which made the monks watching from the outside world feel quite dissatisfied.

Let’s go back to the Huangliang world. As the provinces controlled by Buddhism were eliminated one by one, the entire world has been unified.

Just as victory was being won on the northern battlefield, the evil forces finally took action.

Because the provincial capital was scattered over the countryside, the demons had no way to start, so they could only seize this opportunity. A total of thirteen great demon cultivators appeared on the northern battlefield together, together with seven from the Buddhist sect, a total of twenty Yangshen cultivators gathered here.

The Northern Front Army intends to swallow up Zhideshi in one gulp!
In the Zhide era, four major legions were established in the east, west, south and north, and each legion had more than a million monks.

Among them, the Northern Front Legion has the oldest qualifications and the strongest strength, having been prepared since the time of Emperor Xianfeng.

It is for this reason that I am tasked with taking on this tough task of Buddhism.

The commander-in-chief and deputy commander-in-chief of the Northern Army were Zhang Fuxiang and Lin Lang.

Both of them are elders of the Zhide world, and they have successfully broken through to the Yangshen realm with the accumulation of hundreds of years.

Therefore, the strength of the entire Northern Legion is very strong, but when facing the twenty top Yang Gods in the Earthly Immortal Realm, who are not the counterfeits of the aristocratic families in this world, they still have almost no resistance.

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"Retreat, Corps Commander. You and Master Lin go first. I will lead my brothers to hold them back at all costs. Even if there are a million pigs, it will take a while to kill them. A bite from each of us will be enough for him to bear." Ye Lianming shouted anxiously.

Zhang Fuxiang flicked his sleeves and said in a deep voice: "How can I live alone like this? Even if I run away now, how can I face Mr. Zhou the next day!"

"But...but this is courting death!" Ye Lianming's voice was a little tearful, "Didn't you teach us to plan ahead for everything and think before doing anything?"

"The enemy is so powerful now that we can't escape even if we want to. Only you and Master Lin have a chance to escape. If you stay alive, you can continue to contribute to the world of Zhide!"

Zhang Fuxiang slapped Ye Lianming on the head, causing him to stagger, and then said angrily: "I have taught you a lot. If you remembered everything, you should have been promoted to a Yin God like Li Zhiyi."

At this time, Lin Lang also walked into the command room, waved his hand to help Ye Lianming up, and said gently: "Lianming, don't think too much. The enemy has sent out dozens of Yang Gods this time. How can they allow the two of us to escape easily?"

"If we rely on the strength of the army, we can still hold on. If the corps commander and I break away from you, we will be courting death."

"Quickly notify all the troops and prepare for battle. This battle will be a life-and-death one!"

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As a strange black fog rose, the sun was completely obscured, the light gradually dimmed, and the surrounding scenery began to distort, as if the entire space was affected.

In addition to the black fog, the clouds in the sky were also dyed dark red. Bloody rain fell, and the surrounding environment began to become desolate. The grass and trees withered quickly. However, in a blink of an eye, the land that was originally full of vitality had turned into a barren land.

The oppression in the air made people feel suffocated. The practitioners seemed to hear the voices of evil ghosts and resentful spirits, which were so mournful and piercing that they pierced people's hearts.

Zhang Fuxiang and Lin Lang each sat in a corner. The aura of millions of troops was integrated into one, blessing the two of them. The two auras soared into the sky, competing head-on with the eerie demonic energy above the sky, not giving in at all!

The figure of the demon cultivator was looming in the black mist and blood clouds. Terrifying energy fluctuations continued to accumulate. Black lightning tore through the sky, creating a doomsday scene.

The two sides started fighting without any verbal exchange.

The first to attack was the old demon from Jiuyou Dao. The monstrous demonic energy gushed out, spreading out, twisting and tumbling in the air, and transformed into an extremely large demon dragon that was tens of thousands of miles long.

The dragon pounced from the sky towards the army below with its fangs and claws bared, opening its huge mouth in an attempt to corrode and devour all life!
Lin Lang felt the powerful magic power in his body that was about to explode, pointed to the sky with one hand, and shouted loudly.

"kill!"

Millions of soldiers shouted in unison.

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

The sound was deafening and spread throughout the heavens and the earth. Perhaps the voice of one person was too weak to be heard, but at this moment the voices of millions of people gathered together, transmitted through the formation, and vented out.

Even gods and Buddhas would have to look askance!
Lightning like a silver snake streaked across the sky and struck the dragon with a terrifying roar, like a punishment from heaven!
A violent energy collision broke out between the two!
Each bolt of lightning could defeat the demon dragon, but it was made up of demonic energy and seemed to have life. After being dispersed, it could quickly gather and regroup and continue to dive down!

But Lin Lang was not afraid at all, and his expression did not change. He just continued to summon more thunders. Under the seemingly infinite magic power, the area within a radius of thousands of miles had turned into a thunder field.

In the end, with a thunder that shook the heavens and the earth, the evil dragon was completely defeated in the sea of ​​thunder.

But this is just a simple test!
Two more old Yangshen demons appeared, blood mist surged, and countless blood-colored water droplets suddenly condensed in the air, dripping down from the sky.

The blood beads fell faster and faster, and in the blink of an eye, they were about to fall on the army. But at this moment, there was a sudden change. The blood beads suddenly turned into demonic shadows, with fangs exposed, ready to bite anyone!
Zhang Fuxiang formed seals with his hands and his whole body shone with light. When the demon shadows collided with the light, they all showed horror on their faces, just like the sun melting the white snow, and all disappeared.

Seeing Zhang Fuxiang and Lin Lang displaying their divine powers and breaking the magic powers one after another, the morale of the monks in the corps was greatly boosted, and their murderous intent was overwhelming, almost unstoppable!

Just as Zhang and Lin were about to take advantage of the situation to make another move, they saw Buddha's light suddenly appear in the sky. A Buddha, formed by clouds and tens of thousands of miles tall, appeared in the light.

The Buddha flipped his palm and it was like the sky falling down, covering an area of ​​ten thousand miles in radius.

It really is like breaking mountains and seas with one palm!

The demons seized this opportunity. Demonic energy, blood river, killing sword, bone demon... the nine major demon sects each used their unique skills to blast downwards.

Even though Zhang and Lin had the help of the army and felt they had the strength of the peak of the Three Tribulations Yang God, they were still unable to break the shackles. Facing the siege of so many Yang God masters, it was difficult for them to perform a miracle.

Even though Lin Lang had deepened his Nine Thunder Godhood and his Dharma image was as high as the sky and shook the earth, he could only barely withstand the combined force of those bald donkeys.

Zhang Fuxiang was most adept at controlling the golden light, and even at this moment, he was confident that he could escape.

But he did not move at all. He just stood with his head held high, with bright flames behind him, facing the siege of the group of demonic practitioners.

After the fight reached this point, a cry of praise finally came from the Demonic Path. "Dragon Tiger Zhang Fuxiang, Divine Sky Lin Lang, you two are truly heroes. I respect you and will do my best to make sure this battle is not a regret!"

"Come and fight!" Zhang Fuxiang and Lin Lang roared at the same time, and mobilized their magic power, but they did not aim at the devil, but attacked Buddhism!
At this moment, the only way to have a chance of winning is to concentrate all our efforts on one thing and cut off one arm of the Demon-Buddha coalition!
However, those bald donkeys in Buddhism are very cautious. They say that the seal made by Buddha's back palm is the seal of rock, which is the most important to guard.

Even though the purple thunder spear swung out by Lin Lang's Nine Thunder God was almost a perfect thunder technique, when it hit the Cloud Buddha, it only caused a series of loud explosions but did not cause any damage at all.

But the real killer move is Zhang Fuxiang's Yuan magnetic divine light. The power of Yuan magnetic is colorless and substanceless, and is two sides of the same coin as the divine light. The so-called light is both electromagnetic.

This kind of magical power of magnetism can only be cultivated by those who have a deep understanding of light or thunder. This magical power contains the transformation of electromagnetics and is extremely powerful.

Not inferior to great supernatural powers!
The magical powers possessed by Zhang Fuxiang are different from those of the monks in the Beiji Taiyin Palace who specialize in practicing magnetic power.

The former is the result of comprehending the essence of light, thunder and magnetism, and using Qi to derive the transformation of electromagnetism, thus cultivating the Yuan magnetic supernatural power.

Most of the latter simply collect the naturally formed magnetic force at the North Pole, refine it into their bodies, and throughout their entire lives, they never leave the North Pole, making it difficult for them to become a spirit. It can be said that they only know the technique, but not the way.

The Yuan magnetic divine light shone on the Cloud Buddha, and the surrounding magnetic force suddenly changed. The heaven and earth exerted repulsive force on his body, pressing the Cloud Buddha to a thousand miles in an instant, and then suddenly turned into suction force, stretching him to more than a hundred times.

The pulling and changing were unreasonable, and in an instant the Cloud Buddha seemed to be struck by wind, constantly changing, and the whole picture looked very strange.

It took only three breaths for Yun Fo to fall apart. The magical powers of the seven old Yangshen monks were broken by the two men with the strength of a million troops.

If the enemies this time were only the seven Buddhists, Zhang Fuxiang and the others would have already won, but there were still more demon cultivators watching covetously.

Just as Zhang and Li were pursuing the victory, the magic power of the demon had already broken through the protective light of the army formation and broke into the formation. If they were to defend against the enemy outside, they could still barely resist a few.

However, when the Yangshen Demon cultivator attacked into the formation, facing these young cultivators who were mostly at the level of Qi Refining, it was like a beast entering a colony of ants. A flash of blood and a sweep of demonic energy were enough to take away the lives of thousands of people.

Even Ye Lianming and other Jindan-level generals, with their troops, could barely resist one or two magical powers.

However, there are thirteen great demon monks on the opposite side, and at this moment they have released twice as many Blood God Puppets, as well as Divine and Demonic Body puppets that were refined by aristocratic families and still retained most of their original strength.

It can be said that it only takes a cup of tea to turn the millions of troops here into blood and bones.

As for Zhang Fuxiang and Lin Lang over there, because their army formation was in chaos and they lacked the support of the battle formation, it became wishful thinking for them to kill seven Buddhist bodhisattvas quickly. Even though they had an absolute advantage in numbers, they did not take the initiative to attack, especially after seeing Zhang Fuxiang's Yuanci magical power, they were even more cautious and did not give him any chance to take advantage of.

Just take the beating and don’t fight back!
The reason why Zhang Fuxiang made such a desperate choice was because the power of Yuan magnetic force was best at group battles. If seven enemies came to attack, he could use their force to counter attack them, deflect their magical powers, and let them attack each other in order to win.

But those who were born in the world of earthly immortals, especially those who were able to participate in this Jiuzhou Dharma Assembly, are all outstanding people. It goes without saying that they are knowledgeable and experienced, and even know very well such extremely rare magical powers as the Dao of Yuanci.

Buddhism is good at defense. At this moment, the seven wheels of Buddha's light overlapped together. Even if Lin Lang tried his best, had some sudden enlightenment, and used the half-finished Divine Thunder, he could not break the iron turtle shell.

Zhang Fuxiang and Lin Lang could not take the city after a long siege, and the army formation below was in danger, so they wanted to turn back.

But the seven old monks were still pestering them and would not let them leave.

Lin Lang had a hot temper to begin with, and now he was even more anxious as he watched the soldiers below being slaughtered. He said with boiling anger, "You bunch of bald donkeys, you support the demon sect, but you insist on going against my sect. Can't you tell who is right and who is wrong?"

"He is a beast in human form, yet he dares to speak kindly of others. He is such a hypocrite!"

These words really hit the nerves of these old monks. How could they not know that Zhideshi represented the trend of humanity in this world? The Buddhist sect joined forces with the devil to block them, and they had become accomplices to the evil.

But in the Zhide era, Buddhist teachings were burned, leaving no room for Buddhism in this world. If we do not fight against it, wouldn’t it be saying that the Buddhist principles are not as correct as the Taoist principles?

The struggle for such great principles was even more important and no one could afford to make a single mistake, so Buddhism had no choice but to become an enemy of the Zhide world.

Therefore, the seven old monks chanted Amitabha and said, "Although the original intention of the donors was good, to save the mortals of this world, their methods were too harsh. Cleansing all the noble families is against the harmony of nature and against goodwill. If this continues, there will be constant fighting the next day, and this will happen again. When will the cycle of revenge end? It is better to put down the butcher knife and let things settle down slowly."

Zhang Fuxiang sneered and said disdainfully: "Good bald donkey, if you use your sophistry, the noble families will remain the same, and the mortals will remain the same. Wouldn't our long-cherished wish and the blood of the soldiers be wasted!"

There is no need to talk to each other if we don't agree, and there is no need to make plans with different ideologies. Zhang Fuxiang said no more, but just mobilized the magic power around his body, and the Yuan magnetic divine light shone on the few people again.

The seven old monks were fixed in place by the suction force, and Lin Lang's Thunder Lord Dharma image took the opportunity to strike out an unstoppable thunder magic. However, the Buddha's light was infinite, and no matter how powerful the attack was, it was dissolved into nothingness.

The two still found it difficult to break through the impregnable defense, but the many soldiers below could no longer withstand the slaughter of the old demon Yangshen.

Ye Lianming opened his eyes wide, staring at the Wutai Mountain Yang God who was slaughtering people wantonly in front of him. He chose the right moment and pounced forward. The soldiers in his unit understood what he meant and immediately transferred their magic power to Ye Lianming through the formation.

This is the method that the generals and soldiers of the Zhide Dynasty came up with to deal with the great monk. Die together!

Before his magical power exploded his body, his past life flashed by like a kaleidoscope.

He was born into a poor family and had not even had enough to eat since he was a child. Later, he went to work as a laborer, herding cattle and sheep in the home of a small landlord who was dependent on a family of monks.

But in the end, because he peeped at the young masters practicing martial arts, he was beaten half to death and thrown out. After that, he walked alone in the countryside, picking up wild fruits and leftovers to fill his stomach.

Until he heard the name of Zhideshi, he had no intention of practicing Buddhism at all. He just wanted to have a full meal.

So he had the most delicious meal in his life.

After that, even though he graduated from the secular school of Zhide Temple and became a Jindan Zhenren who did not need to eat and could sleep in the open air, he would still eat three meals a day on time, no more and no less.

He felt that having enough food to eat was the happiest thing.

Therefore, in order to protect this happiness, he is willing to give everything for it, including his life!

After the revolving lantern ended, Ye Lianming found that he was still conscious. He tried to open his eyes, but saw a face he had not seen for a long time.

He suddenly felt a little aggrieved, so he choked up and said, "Teacher."

Ting Yujing patted his forehead and smiled gently, "Don't worry, with us old guys here, no one will die today."

The Yangshen reinforcements from Zhideshi have finally arrived!