Chapter 3895

While Chu Yun and the Suppressing Dragon Heavenly King were fighting, the other elders of the Chu Family were also fighting with the other Heavenly Kings. Although these eighth level Essence Force experts were very powerful, their control and control of their strength was also very strong. They were all able to control their strength within a thousand miles. Although the sky and light within the thousand miles were all blurry, no one could tell who was winning and who was losing.

Of course, the power of their fight didn't leak out, and it didn't affect the people fighting on the sword diagram.

At this time, Murong Junpeng and Murong Congyun, who were covered in wounds, were dumbstruck as they watched the fight in the sky. They had thought a lot, and heard some secrets from Murong Jiang, but they didn't expect that the Chu family's trap would attract the heavenly kings of the Thunder Temple!

Although these heavenly kings weren't the true Heavenly King Buddha Fruits, and were only praises from the Mahavairocana Revered Buddha to the Buddhist sect's protectors, they knew that today's battle would have a far-reaching impact!

This … was simply a simulation of the Immortal Buddha Array!

"Fourteenth Uncle …" Murong Congyun looked at the sixth grade elemental energy monk who was killed by the two of them. His flesh and blood seeped into the sword diagram and disappeared. He whispered, "Let's think of a way to escape!

If we stay here … we'll die sooner or later!

This isn't a battle we can decide! "

"Yun 'er, do you think I don't want to leave?"

Murong Junpeng smiled bitterly, "Once we enter the sword diagram, we become one with it. If the sword diagram doesn't disappear, we can't leave!

This is very clear in the jade eyes! "

"But …" Murong Congyun argued, "That Xiao Hua seemed to be able to escape from the sword diagrams …"

"Unfortunately, he's already dead!" Murong Junpeng shook his head, "He might have used a Daoist secret technique!

It's not something a Confucian cultivator can use! "

"Could it be … Yun 'er is going to die here?"

Murong Congyun's face was deathly pale. She had already seen that the fighting on the dozens of sword guards to her left had stopped, just like her. However, the ones living on the sword guards were all Buddhist protectors. Although these monks were also covered in blood, their eyes were filled with killing intent and disregard. They turned their heads to look at Murong Congyun.

Boom … Misfortune never came alone. A thousand miles away from Murong Congyun, a huge spinning pot spun like a mountain. On both sides of the pot, there was a golden Buddhist light and a red lotus karmic fire spinning around the sword diagram like two chains. Hundreds of Confucian disciples were killed by the Buddhist light and red lotus karmic fire, turning into meat paste and falling onto the sword diagram. Right now, the Buddhist light and karmic fire were sweeping towards Murong Congyun!

Above the pot, a Heavenly King wearing a strange monk robe was chanting Buddhist scriptures. His face was expressionless as he activated the pot.

This time, the Chu family sent out their patriarch and seven elders. However, the Buddhist sect protector had already calculated the Chu family's strength. This time, there were nine Buddhist sect protectors. While the other eight were fighting with the Chu family, the remaining Buddhist sect protectors easily took the lives of the Chu family disciples.

"Hehe, I knew it. Buddhist sect disciples are all sanctimonious people. Normally, they're all very kind. They say things like don't harm ants when sweeping the floor, don't cover the lamp with moths. Those are all nonsense. Look at your ferocious faces. If the Immortal Town's followers saw this, how sad would they be?

How can they think of Buddhism like this? "

Suddenly, a faint voice with a hint of ridicule came from the sky. When Murong Congyun heard this, her face was filled with disbelief. She exclaimed in disbelief, "Second … second uncle?

Why is he here?

Where's seventh uncle?? "

"Yes, of course it's second uncle!"

Murong Junpeng was also crying tears of joy. He shouted, "Only a literary saint like second uncle can kill a Heavenly King!"

However, before Murong Junpeng could look up, a cloud pillar suddenly flew over from another direction. When it reached the sword diagram, it condensed into a large hand. It reached down and grabbed the teleportation channel. Numerous Vast Crystal Threads thicker than dragons appeared from the void and flashed on both sides of the hand. "Boom boom …" A deafening sound rang out. The teleportation channel was pulled by the hand and moved more than a hundred li!

However, just as it moved a hundred li, the green seal text in the teleportation channel suddenly went crazy. It was like thousands of butterflies flapping their wings. "Boom …" In the blink of an eye, the entire teleportation channel collapsed. Streaks of green lightning flew out and hit the hand. The thick Vast Crystal Threads on the hand were destroyed, and the entire hand collapsed …

"Si …" Murong Congyun sucked in a breath of cold air and groaned, "This … which literary star senior is this?"

However, when the hand dissipated, the cloud pillar also disappeared. That literary star who didn't show himself didn't even leave behind a trace of aura. Not to mention Murong Congyun, even Murong Junpeng didn't know which literary star attacked on a whim!

At this time, Murong Congyun and Murong Junpeng didn't have the time to think too much. In the sky, there were flashes of light. Many familiar faces appeared like bright moons in the sky. Their originally despairing mood was now overflowing with joy.

Murong Congyun cried out in joy, "Gongshu … Gongshu Yanyin, Duanmu Jiji, Huangfu Gongcheng, Zhangsun Ji, Yuwen Wensheng?

Heavens, why are all the literary saints from the first tier families here? "

"Not only that!"

Murong Junpeng said with a smile, "From the first tier families, Kong Cheng, Meng Meng, and the second tier families, Mo Xie, Zou Zhen, and Lu Chen, are all here!"

"These seniors …" Murong Congyun cried out, "Why didn't seventh granduncle tell us that they were coming?"

"Let alone seventh granduncle, it seems that even the Chu family … might not know about the arrival of the literary saints!"

Murong Junpeng looked at the dead disciples of the Chu family on the sword diagram and the eight literary saints of the Chu family who were fighting fiercely with the Buddhist sect's guardian kings in the sky.

Murong Congyun's expression changed slightly. He suddenly seemed to understand something. He nodded slightly and didn't dare to ask any more questions!

The secret behind this was not something she could know. Right now, she only knew that she could survive, and that was more important than anything else.

After the dozen or so literary saints appeared, other than Lu Chen who was fighting against the monster-robed heavenly king, the other literary saints all moved and teleported on the sword diagram. In an instant, they surrounded the nine Buddhist sect guardian kings. As for the Buddhist sect guardian who was still killing the scholarly disciples, they didn't even look at him!

This was because in the direction where the literary saints appeared, Murong Jiang and the other disciples of the aristocratic families also rushed over …

The dozen or so literary saints stood in the air, and the powerful aura around them enveloped the ten thousand li space above the sword diagram. The origin of this aura was scholarly, so it was very easy for them to unite. These literary saints glanced at each other. Although they couldn't see each other, they had already communicated with each other through their aura. Gongshu Yanyin and the other four literary saints chanted the inscriptions on their armor, and the true qi in their bodies rushed into the battle to help the Chu family's elder. Kong Cheng and the other five literary saints raised their hands and slapped the sword diagram below them.

Scholarly cultivators always emphasized on covering the sky with one hand, and these six hands covered the entire sky.

When they fell into the sword diagram, the entire sword diagram shook violently, and then, tens of millions of sword pillars pierced the sky.

Not only that, but countless vast crystal threads crazily fell into the sword pillars. The sword pillars rushed out for ten thousand feet, and they were already as thick as a mountain peak.

"Weng weng …" The sword pillars emitted a terrifying sword hum. One after another, materialized sub-bodies emerged from the bodies of these literary sages. They were none other than the Buddhist Sect's Guardian Heavenly Kings who were wielding the sword pillars and stabbing at the various battles!

"Amitabha, I have truly learned something today.

Not only did I see a scholarly saint wearing a woman's body, but I also saw a scholarly saint using numbers to bully a single person.

The so-called vast righteousness, the so-called magnanimity, and the so-called indomitable spirit are nothing but words on paper, a mask used to cover up the peace! "

Suppressing Dragon Heavenly King finally couldn't fight against Chu Yun and Gongshu Yanyin, the two literary saints. He struggled to get half of his body out of the battle and shouted loudly. The dragon under his feet was now severely injured, and its entire body was twitching violently. It didn't look like it was going to survive.

Gongshu Yanyin's five-colored true qi condensed into half a Chinese redbud flower above his head. He came out of the chaotic vast qi and thought power and said coldly, "Thou art the guardian of the Nirvana World, killing demons and protecting Buddha is the right path.

But where is this place?

My scholarly cultivator's territory, you invaded my territory and killed my disciple, and you still want to talk about justice with my scholarly cultivators? "

"My Buddhist sect's true meaning is righteous, and the Buddha's light saves all living beings from suffering. Your scholarly cultivator's scriptures are too narrow and hard to justify. The people of the Hidden Immortal Continent chose my Buddhist sect's scriptures, but you didn't reflect on yourself, and instead killed my Buddha's light. Aren't you the demons in my eyes?

You set up such a trap to lure my Buddhist disciple, what's the difference between you and the prostitutes in front of the brothel who sell their smiles to seduce innocent people?

Do you still have the face to talk about justice in front of me? "

Seeing that the teleportation portal was destroyed, and the surrounding space was sealed by more than ten literary saints, Suppressing Dragon Heavenly King knew that today's matter wouldn't end well, so he decided to throw away all pretenses and even put the word "prostitute" on the scholarly cultivators.

Others might not care, but Chu Yun's face was abnormally red. It wasn't only because the trap was set up by the Chu Family, but also because there was something wrong with the origin of the Eight Beauties Sculpture. Although Chu Yun had the strength of an eighth level Essence Qi, she couldn't help but feel confused.

Suppressing Dragon Heavenly King immediately saw through Chu Yun's confusion. Suppressing Dragon Heavenly King didn't do anything, but a strand of Buddha's light suddenly appeared in front of Chu Yun's chest. However, this Buddha's light wasn't righteous, but had traces of blood. Each strand of Buddha's light had the shape of a demon.