The 150,000 heavenly soldiers behind him shouted in unison: "If there is any violation, cut it!"

boom!

The voice formed a thunder, and directed towards Guanyin.

Hum!

Avalokitesvara's expression was peaceful, but behind the Thousand-Handed Avalokitesvara Buddha's phantom, one hand stretched out directly towards the thunderous sound.

The endless Buddha light explodes from his fingers, and shooting is the housekeeping skill of Buddhism, saving it!

"Huh, Guanshiyin, my heavenly soldiers are not those practitioners, how can you say that you can save it!"

"town!"

Gou Chen yelled, and the Sword of Killing went out of its sheath!

Zheng!

Swords rang through the sky, and the two officially confronted!

Boom!

"Kill!" The heavenly soldiers lined up, and the dragons screamed and screamed.

Buddhism Buddha's hands are sealed, and the Buddha's light condenses the phantom of the heavens and dragons, and begins to attack the large formation formed by the condensing of the heavenly soldiers.

Puff!

Cracks continued to appear in the void, but they were repaired in the blink of an eye. Under the raging energy, a brilliant light bloomed on the border of Kyushu, causing the people on the ground to exclaim.

And the confrontation between Buddhism and Heaven also opened the curtain!

In the east, Emperor Qinghua's face was slightly pale, he stood on the cloud head and looked at Jingzhou with a dazed expression.

He Qingdi was a bit embarrassed when he said it out, but he almost fell into the hands of Ying Zheng.

This is definitely a stain on his immortal road, a stain that needs to be thoroughly killed by Ying Zheng.

"Emperor, the ten thousand monsters riots of the East Victory Shenzhou have crossed the oceans and started to come towards the southern continents, but the monster races that stayed in the eastern part of the southern continents are self-contained and have grown tremendously. That Buddhism killed a lot in the process of destroying the monster race, it was a bit tricky!"

"Oh?"

A surprise appeared on Emperor Qinghua's face. The east of Kyushu is the coast, where are so many monsters and Buddhists?

"Are they on the island?"

"Yes!"

Emperor Qinghua nodded, his cyan robe rose with the wind, and the cyan bamboo flute in his hand bloomed with endless vitality.

He suddenly thought of something, and turned to look at the green continent in Kyushu!

The floating islands of Daluo Dongtian are vivid, and the air fortune gathers in the sky, presenting a prosperous spectacle.

And on its main island, there are disciples of various cultivation levels, among which there are even more demon cultivation.

"Unexpectedly, this Daluo Dongtian would not be affected, is it the sect who received care!"

Then he frowned.

"Sure enough, Daluo Dongtian has taken refuge in Yingzheng!"

He stared at the disciples who were constantly flying in the direction of Jingzhou, and his face suddenly became ugly.

The flute in his hand was clenched tightly, and the pressure on his body was looming, obviously he was measuring something.

Finally, he sighed deeply, and said, "Concentrate on cleaning the Buddhism above the East China Sea, and let the dragons come out to help in an instant!"

"Respect!"

"Milere!" The Great Emperor Qinghua stared at the laughing Buddha that emerged from the sky, and his expression suddenly sank.

This is his rival.

Maitreya had already reached the realm of the Buddha very early, and his strength was already a quasi-sage.

Although Qinghua the Great asked himself to be confident of defeating him, but because his injury had not healed, his shot was restrained and unable to stand smoothly.

"So, it seems that I can only use the Ecstasy Formation!"

After the glitter in his hand, a crystal clear blue array appeared in his hand.

Emperor Qinghua has solemn eyes, holding the formation pan in his left hand and pinching the Jue with his right hand, constantly injecting his vitality into it.

The array began to rippling with endless misty air, and was constantly in harmony with the heavens and the earth, trying to blend into it.

"Ten Thousand Tribulation Ecstasy Formation, open!"

boom!

With the influx of Billowing Immortal Qi, the formation began to sink into the sea.

"Hehe, Maitreya, I hope you don't fall here, otherwise I have to clean up the Buddhist principles you left behind!"

The Great Emperor Qinghua felt his scalp tighten when he thought of the scene where all the creatures were grinning. Although this was also a spell, he still felt very awkward.

At the moment when the formation melted into the sea, the big Buddha phantom in the sky directly turned and condensed the position of Emperor Qinghua.

"Emperor Qinghua, I didn't expect you to be so ignorant of martial ethics!"

"Cut!" Emperor Qinghua didn't bother to speak with him.

Everyone is their own master, why do you say such useless words?

"Buddha sings to the heavens!"

boom!

The golden light rose from the bottom of the sea, and the array began to tremble.

Emperor Qinghua was holding a blue bamboo flute, his clothes fluttering, but he smiled slightly: "Mille, let me play a piece for you!"

When the words fell, Emperor Qinghua began to play.

The melodious sound began to rise in the east, causing the clouds on the horizon to constantly change their shape.

"This is, Feixiandu!"

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