nine coffins

Chapter 429: The Immortal Fan! 1 years old wish
Three million ordinary soldiers besieged Yunpeng.

Buddhism is merciful, and the Brahma Temple can kill demons and demons, but it will never slaughter mortals.Everything was within Murong Huang's calculations.

Out of breath, Master Tian Lun spat out a mouthful of blood, slightly relieving his stagnation.

"Xingjun's methods are brilliant, never seen before!" Master Tianlun sarcastically said.

"Master sympathizes with the common people, is merciful, and works hard, which is really touching." Wen Mu remained unmoved, and responded with words.

"Winning the king and defeating the enemy is the eternal truth. The method and process are not what I asked for! Master Tianlun, hand over the Eye of Myriad Demons! Otherwise, there will be no peace for ordinary people in Dongling!"

Wen Muran's tone was already a little gloomy.

At the same time, in Yunpeng Mountain, there were bursts of cannons and thunderous drums. 300 million iron cavalry, bloody murderous spirit, soaring to the sky.

These murderous auras are basically useless to monks above the Holy Spirit level.For Master Tian Lun and the Brahma monks, it has no influence at all.

But for the people of Dongling, 300 million cavalry is enough to send them to hell.

"Hand over the holy artifact and return Dongling!"

As soon as Wen Muran appeared, he threatened Brahma with 300 million ordinary soldiers, and the situation reversed again.Just now, the Dongling Monster Clan, who had been intimidated by Master Tian Lun, split up again.

It has to be said that Murong Huang's strategy completely took advantage of the weakness of Fantian Temple.

The 300 million ordinary soldiers are also sentient beings, and the Brahma Temple will not kill them.

"Hand over the holy artifact and return Dongling!"

The shouts of the Yaozu came one after another, and the momentum shook the sky.

Even in the face of tens of thousands of monster races, the monsters of Shenli, and the mighty power of the tribulation, Fantian Temple has never been silent.However, the three hundred ordinary soldiers left Fantian Temple silent for a while.

"Master Tianlun, please make a decision early!" Wen Muran's tone was cold, and at the same time, a formula flew out of his hand, turning into a paper crane.

In Yunpeng Mountain, there are many mortal villages.As soon as Wen Muran's paper crane came out, Master Tian Lun frowned.

Under Tian Lun's consciousness, he saw a village outside Yunpeng Mountain was directly bloodbathed by a team of cavalry.

Fights between mortals are sometimes bloodier and crueler by monks.

A Murong iron cavalry chopped off half of a man's head with a single knife, leaving bloody brains all over the floor.The man's wife seemed to want to grab her husband, but the Murong cavalry also slashed her throat with a backhand knife and fell to the ground.

Parents cry, wives and children howl.However, none of them could stop the elite cavalry of the Great Murong Dynasty.

Murong Tieqi is a mortal, but he is also a soldier.

A village of nearly a hundred people, but for a moment, no one survived.

"Amitabha--"

Master Tian Lun's face was pale, and he slowly clasped his hands together.In fact, he just wanted to use the coercion of the robbery to imprison those ordinary soldiers, but he suddenly discovered that his coercion was useless.

The entire Yunpeng Mountain seemed to be filled with this inexplicable force.Perhaps, it was the coercion radiated by the four Yaozu Jiexiu on the opposite side at the same time, which offset the power of Master Tianlun.

"Amitabha--"

In the Brahma Temple, there are still many soul-level eminent monks. Their spiritual consciousness has been dispersed, and they have naturally witnessed everything.

Immortal cultivators believe that all living beings are nothing but ants.However, in the Buddha's heart, his heart is concerned with the world.

The demons made trouble, and the Buddha suppressed them.However, in the face of 300 million ordinary soldiers, no Brahma monk could do anything, and at this time, not all of the 300 million ordinary soldiers started to kill.If they start killing, killing ordinary soldiers will not be worth the loss.

Where do we go from here?The entire Brahma Temple is filled with a kind of sadness.A kind of Buddha's sorrow for all living beings.

"Hand over the sacred weapon of the monster clan, and I will go down the mountain immediately. Three million ordinary soldiers will not hurt any grass or tree in Dongling!" Wen Mu said calmly.

"All conditioned dharmas are like dreams and bubbles. They are like dew and electricity, so they should be viewed in this way." Master Tianlun recited a verse, saying that everything is illusory, but he cannot be liberated in the end.

"Mr. Xing, I would like to die on behalf of Dongling, how about it?"

"Oh?" Wen Muran was stunned for a moment, and then said sullenly, "Master wants to exchange his own life for the sentient beings in Dongling, and ask me to disperse these 300 million ordinary soldiers?"

"The Buddhist family is really merciful!" Wen Muran sneered, "Back then, when the demon girl Huanhua slaughtered the Valley of Desolation, why didn't Brahma show mercy?"

"The chaos of Huanhua is a catastrophe, beyond the reach of human beings, and Taihuang is a place for cultivating immortals, not ordinary people!"

"Deceive yourself, didn't the Buddha say that all living beings are equal? ​​Six reincarnations, which one is not a living being? I am a barren valley, and hundreds of thousands of children should die?" Wen Muran said sharply.

Thinking of the Wanhuang Valley back then, Wen Muran's expression turned ferocious.

"The injustice has its head, and the debt has its owner! Lord Xing, it seems that he has made a mistake?" Master Tian Lun shook his head.

"Hahaha!" Hearing Master Tianlun's words, a trace of sadness flashed in Wen Muran's eyes.

"Everything is for Taihuang!"

Wen Muran uttered a few words from between his teeth, and then looked at Master Tian Lun.

"Master's life alone cannot reach all living beings in Dongling. If you want Dongling to be free from worries, then please ask all the monks in Brahma Temple to abolish their cultivation!"

"The Buddha once cut meat to feed the eagles, and now the Brahma Temple sacrifices himself as Dongling. It will be a good talk in the Three Realms in the future!"

After all, Wen Muran looked up to the sky and laughed, but the laughter was a little strange.

Handing over the sacred artifact of the monster clan, all the monks in Brahma Temple will abolish their cultivation.

Neither of these two conditions is acceptable to Brahma Temple.Not because of other things, but because of endless evil, if all the monks in Brahma Temple abolish their cultivation bases in exchange for Dongling's eternal peace, the Brahma monks may be able to agree.

However, all the monks understood that without the Fantian Temple, that would be the beginning of Dongling's nightmare.

"Buddhist hypocrisy!" Wen Muran said contemptuously.

"Xing Jun, I, Brahma, am not reluctant, but worried that I won't be able to exchange it!" Master Tian Lun said.

"Huh!" Wen sneered dumbly, and the seal formula in his hand turned into a paper crane, spreading his wings to fly.

But at this moment, a cold light went straight to the paper crane.

Snapped--

The paper crane was instantly frozen, and then shattered.

"Hmm!" Wen Muran was stunned for a moment, his origami crane contained too much soul power, and it was by no means an ordinary magic technique. If the other party cracked it with one move, he must be a cultivator in the Tribulation Realm.

Sure enough, just as Wen Muran's mind moved, he saw several figures fluctuating in the void.The void of Brahma Temple suddenly filled with many great abilities.

In the northern sky, three gray-haired old men were all in the upper realm of water disaster.The three seem to be brothers, and they look very similar, except that the skin colors of the three are different, one is black, the other is white and the other is gray.

These are the three Jiexiu Patriarchs of the Northern Wilderness Arctic Fairy Sea.

In the southern sky, there were seven figures.

The one in the lead is a woman in a green dress, with an exquisite figure, covered with a light gauze, beautiful in appearance, with an endless charm on her face, but a faint murderous aura exudes from her body, which is a disaster.

Standing beside the woman in the green skirt was a green-robed Taoist priest, holding white Buddha dust in his hand. He looked like a fairy, but his cultivation was only a high-level cultivation of the soul.

Ju Shanu and Xiaoyao Dao, behind them are five high-level Dzogchen scattered souls.This is the power of the Southern Desert Promise Immortal Palace.

In the middle, there are nine all red-robed monks.However, the overall cultivation of the nine people is much higher than that of the people in the northern and southern deserts.

Of the five great kalpas, the tallest white-haired old man is actually a monk of the fire kalpa, like Master Tian Lun of the Brahma Temple, and the other four are all of the water kalpa.Among the rest, there are two Xujies and two high-level Dzogchen scattered souls.

Among the seven immortal sects of Haihuang, only one can send out such a lineup, and that is the Eastern Family, which is known as the most powerful in Haihuang.

"The people from the Seven Great Immortal Sects of the Sea Desolation have finally appeared!" Wen Muran smiled strangely.

Looking at this lineup, this is definitely more than [-]% of the strength of each team.The Ziyou Immortal Order is really a must!The power on the sea wasteland gathered in Dongling, and the grand occasion was unprecedented.

However, the Yun Family and the Miao Family were basically destroyed, and the Immortal Ghost Sect was not worth mentioning.The remaining three seem to have a neat lineup, but the overturning is only due to their own talking and laughing.

Everything is going on as planned!Wen Muran sneered in his heart, and at the same time, there was a trace of sadness.All my missions will be over!

"Too desolate remnants!" It was the gray-clothed old man in the arctic fairy sea who spoke.

"Three Saints of the North Pole! Haha, long time no see!" Wen Muran said indifferently.

At this time, looking around, Wen Muran was basically surrounded by monks from the Tribulation Realm.Of course, behind him are the Four Great Tribulation Cultivators of the Monster Clan and many other Monster Clans, so they are considered to be with him.

However, being able to look calm amidst many great talents is enough to show that Taihuang Wenqu is a generation of amazing talents.

"Oriental Family, Wuji Immortal Palace!" Wen Muran looked around and sneered, "It seems that they all came here because of me. Wen is very honored!"

"The remnants of the desolation, everyone above the sea will be punished!" This time it was the leader of the Eastern family who spoke this time, a middle-aged man who looked like he was in the upper realm of fire disaster.

"Eastern War!" Wen looked at the middle-aged man with disdain, "It's been 1 years since I saw you, and your cultivation has improved a lot! The Eastern family is known as the most powerful in the sea and desert, and the world says that you are now the best in the East!" defeat!"

"Just ask!" A cold light flashed in Wen Muran's eyes, "Back then, were you defeated by me in the Eastern War! Did your Eastern family become a vassal under my Taihuang sect?"

"This moment, that moment!" Dongfang Zhan sneered, unmoved by Wen Muran's words.

"Haha!" Wen Muran looked up to the sky and laughed loudly, "It's like this moment, that moment!"

Wen Muran looked at everyone in Haihuang coldly, pointing them out one by one.

"I think back in the days of my Taihuang sect, when the sea was full of wilderness, my great emperor, with great talents and general plans, almost ruled the four regions, why did you treat all your sects and clans badly?"

"Northern Fairy Sea, I shouldn't have left you in the Northern Wilderness back then."

"Wuji Immortal Palace, if it wasn't for the greedy wolf who tried his best to protect it back then, your Wuji City would have already been in ruins!"

"The Huoyun Jue of the Haihuang Dongfang family was given by me, Taihuang. The Lingcoin line of the Yun family used to be my Taihuang property. The Miao family has a three-style forbidden map, which was deduced by my emperor. May I ask, which one? Haven't I received Taihuang's favor? If Haihuang is unified, my Taihuang family will definitely lead many monks from Haihuang to the fairyland as soon as possible."

"However, you betrayed your faith, and once Ziyou came out, you surrendered! The demon girl came to the world, and she washed the barren valley with blood. Hundreds of thousands of children from my Taihuang sect died in the sky. ! What the six immortal sects of Haihuang have done to me, Taihuang, is beyond the law of heaven!"

"However, I am Taihuang, the sky is not dead, my blood is not broken, and my text is still alive! Today is the time for me to collect debts from you!"

Wen Muran's expression was agitated, and he was wearing green clothes. He stood alone in the void with one arm, but he had the aura of looking up to the world.

Needless to say, Taihuang's number one think tank back then, Wen Tao Wu Lue.Wen Muran has a world-renowned talent.

Standing in his position, talking about everything is quite imposing.

There are many things, of course, there is a question of Wen Mulan's position, but there is one thing that Haihuang recognizes, that is, the celestial girl Huanhua was in the Wanhuang Valley, regardless of women, children, old and young, as long as they were members of the Taihuang sect, the act of massacring them all was indeed a bit horrific. .

The past has been recorded, and Wen Muran will never forget it for 1 years.Therefore, at this moment, Wen Muran pointed out the six sects, but many great powers did not speak.

"Hahaha——" Wen Muran looked up to the sky and laughed.

1 years of bearing humiliation, 1 years of surviving, and 1 years of wandering in the desert, he is for this day.

(End of this chapter)