"Respect the supreme Buddha, I am your faithful believer. Can you satisfy my wish?" The young man in black robe who stood in front of Saint Amitabha looked very brilliant, and his momentum swept across the world like a storm.

"Amitabha, I don't know what the donor asked halfway, what is the matter?" Saint Amitabha emitted a divine light around him, making people feel peaceful.

"Legends say that Buddha has relics, but I don't know that the supreme Buddha can give me your relics. I promised my girlfriend to give her a Buddha relics." The handsome face of the young man in black was lazily on his face.

"Amitabha, the Buddha's relics are the source god of the Buddha. The soul is not there, and the Buddha does not exist. What is the use of giving the main Buddha's relics?" said Amitabha.

"In order to show that I really only have a girlfriend in my heart, I want to give her a Buddha's relics." The young man in black said lazily.

"Amitabha, the donor is joking," said Saint Amitabha with kind face.

"You have the sentiment of giving up your own people, I have the mind of giving up others for myself, I have the spirit of giving up you for me, you have sacrificed heroically, I satisfy my lover's wishes and fulfill each other. Isn't this the best of both worlds?"

"Amitabha, you are here with your heart. You have not asked for your name." Saint Amitabha asked, but the sacred light could not hide a trace of anger.

"The Buddha who is incompetent, aren't you very selfless? Buddha, is it just an illusion created by people because of ignorance and incompetence, which is perfect for fooling the wise people?" said the young man in black robe.

"Amitabha, my Buddha is merciful." Saint Amitabha put his hands together and wanted to leave.

"Since ancient times, Buddha can save people, but I don't know whether Buddha can save demons. My devil prince," said the young man in black.

"The Demon Prince, one of the most troublesome figures in heaven." Saint Amitabha was shocked. The breaking of the Heavenly Demon actually attracted such a person.

"Amitabha, Buddha only saves people with destiny. The demon donor is a powerful person. If he has a heart to be up, he will have infinite merits. The gospel of the world," said Saint Amitabha.

"After all the time, you are fooling me, without the sentiment of self-sacrificing yourself and becoming a Buddha, I have no great virtue of saving the devil and becoming a Buddha. My belief in the Buddha is so urged." The demon prince looked disappointed. "Since the Buddha cannot pass the devil and become a Buddha, let me pass the Buddha and become a demon."

After the Demon Prince finished speaking, a trace of solemnity appeared all over his body, and the aura of heaven and earth suddenly became extremely heavy, and the demonic energy rolled.

Saint Amitabha knew that this battle was inevitable, so he did not dare to be careless. He activated the divine source, which contained an extremely majestic Buddha power, shining like stars, with a faint mist surrounding it, forming a powerful field, and everything around it was bright and beautiful.

The fluctuations of energy are fluctuating and turbulent. It can gather the essence of heaven and earth from all directions, attracting all the lights from all directions to gather, forming a unique and magnificent picture, and the light makes all spiritual objects appear dull.

The Demon Prince didn't say much, and phantoms appeared around him, as if there were pictures surrounding him, and like a demon shadow, walking through the illusory overlapping space, every step he took was like flying at an extremely fast speed.

The demon prince appeared in front of Saint Amitabha in a blink of an eye, shaking the sky with one hand, and his black claws stretched out, as if he was about to tear the Saint Amitabha apart.

Saint Amitabha shouted: "The Buddha's treasure wheel!"

The treasure wheel of the heavenly Buddha shines everywhere, like a Buddha sitting upright in the sky, scattering the Buddha's light, instantly submerging a space, and the void was silently shattered. You can imagine how terrifying the power is.

The Demon Prince moved a hundred feet in an instant and dodged to the other side, with a bright smile on his face, but this smile was as heartbreaking as the smile of the God of Death.

The Buddha's treasure wheel cut through the sky, leaving a gorgeous tail light in the night sky, flying towards it, and the dazzling light sprinkled down again, as beautiful as millions of fireworks blooming at the same time. But it is the deadly flower of death, and after its extremely gorgeousness, it means the beginning of harvesting life.

The demon prince's right hand was in a fist shape and slammed into the sky. Instead, he rose into the air like a nine-curved Yellow River, winding like a silver dragon and rushed to the sky, slashing hard on the Buddha's treasure wheel.

"when"

A deafening sound came out, and the sound of the Tian Buddha Treasure Wheel being hit was endless. It circled and swooped down in the sky, and the Buddha's light shone everywhere, as if countless stars had fallen down, causing the space to scrape a meteor shower.

Demon Roaring Four

The demon prince whispered, and his hands transformed into a black spear, which was black and gloomy and terrifying. Only the blade of the spear was bright and sharp, which seemed particularly dazzling in the underworld fog, smashing towards the Buddha's treasure wheel.

"boom"

In the whole space, the black light like a blade shines, colliding with the Golden Sky Buddha Treasure Wheel. The vast energy seems to tear the entire space of heaven and earth apart. The black red light and the Sky Buddha Treasure Wheel were immediately torn and shattered.

"It's a pity that a heavenly Buddha treasure wheel" said the demon prince with regret and guilt. The Holy Amitabha suddenly felt unable to hide the murderous intent.

"The Buddha also has the intention to kill, the devil's fault," said the Demon Prince with a sincere face.

"The devil's karma is a disaster for the world. Now I kill my karma is not a person, but a evil is good." Saint Amitabha said loudly.

"A different concept is a demon, and a different style is a heretic. People in this world do not dare to be innovative, so they agree with the values ​​of others. How humble it is to live like this." said the Demon Prince.

"Nonsense" Saint Amitabha made seals with his hands, and the Buddha's lights were bursting on the white lotus seat, and the Zen sounds were endless. Auspicious colors were flowing, and then they were covered with the sky, blocking the entire sky.

"If you don't agree with your own ideas, you will be a series of nonsense. Buddha, you are more domineering than a demon. You are guilty, sinful, sinful." The demonic spirit in the hand of the demon prince activated, and the black demon flames in the air were surging.

"As soon as I climbed the high city, the reeds and willows were like tinged islands.

The clouds of the stream start to rise and the sun sinks to the pavilion, and the storm is about to come and the wind fills the building.

The birds are green and the Qin Garden is sunny, and the cicadas are singing yellow and the Han Palace is autumn.

Don’t ask about the events of that year, the Wei River flows from the east of my hometown.”

A vocabulary came from all over the world, and snowflakes floated away from the sky, just like the stars dotted by white plum blossoms in the dark night, extremely beautiful.

A burst of coldness, a sword light shot down from the nine heavens, like a huge white light beam between the heaven and earth, blooming between the Holy Amitabha and the Demon Prince.

In a blink of an eye, the beam of light gradually disappeared and turned into a handsome shadow. The snow-white clothes fluttered, and the face was as handsome as jade, and the whole person exuded a noble temperament. The long hair was like a waterfall, and the eyes were like autumn water. The figure was slender, if it weren't for the fact that I had an Adam's apple, it would be a perfect mess.

"What a beautiful appearance, I like you," the Demon Prince said suddenly. This surprised Saint Amitabha and the boy in white.

"Brother, my name is Jian Yuntian. Thank you for your praise, but you can't say anything randomly." The young man with a beautiful appearance, although he said so, he smiled.

"Love is without gender and identity, right? Since you love someone, you don't have to care about worldly eyes." The Demon Prince said this almost made Saint Amitabha and Jian Yuntian vomit blood at one time.

"I care, brother, I'm a pure man," said Jian Yuntian.

"I don't care about your care," said the Demon Prince with a serious look on his face.

Jian Yuntian was so angry that he wanted to go crazy, and he wanted to beat the Demon Prince hard, while Saint Amitabha looked helpless. Now he knew why the Demon Prince was a headache in heaven.

Above the Buwu Hotel, above the primitive demon forest, the emperor's aura of the demon of the sky swept across the heavenly world, making the cultivators far away tremble.

Zhu Yuanlong was bombarded by the demon of heaven, and his body was damaged by the demon energy. The magic power immediately backfired. Zhu Yuanlong quickly used the ancient god's life energy power to resist the backfire of the demon energy.

How could the demon of the sky give Zhu Yuanlong the time to regulate his breath? In an instant, the demon of the sky disappeared in the air, and a wave of energy was not restrained and rolled towards Zhu Yuanlong, and the energy aura immediately destroyed covered Zhu Yuanlong.

"Die" The demon of heaven appeared again and was already above Zhu Yuanlong's head. He shook the sky with one hand and pressed it with one hand, just like a demon mountain trying to crush Zhu Yuanlong.

The majestic pressure put Zhu Yuanlong's body under unprecedented pressure. His skin gradually cracked and blood penetrated out of the cracks. In an instant, Zhu Yuanlong had become a bloody man. With such pressure, the cultivators below could only sigh when they looked at him.

At the moment of Zhu Yuanlong's life and death, a sword light cut the night sky of heaven and earth and slashed on the palm print of the demon of the sky.

"boom"

The sword and palm prints collided with each other, and the vast energy seemed to tear the entire world apart. The black palm print and the white sword print were immediately broken and shattered, turning into cold light and landing on the primeval forest, like black and white snowflakes.
Chapter completed!