Huasheng Temple!
One of the twelve origin forces outside the domain.

Even though it is a force with Buddhist characteristics, in fact, its inner core is still plundering, and Buddhism is just a skin it wears.

He controls no less than a hundred worlds.

Use the resources of one hundred great thousand worlds to support a sect.

You can imagine how powerful it is.

Each generation of their successors is selected from the more than one hundred worlds that he controls.

If there were no enslavement of Huasheng Temple, these selected disciples would all be the best among people and the chosen ones of destiny in their own world.

It was in such an environment that Guan Chen stood out, defeated his opponents with his strong talent, and became the most outstanding successor of this generation of disciples in Huasheng Temple.

At this time, he was only a hundred years old, but he had the cultivation level of a god, which was equivalent to ascending to immortality in a hundred years.

For the first hundred years, his cultivation had been suppressed at the second level of the mortal realm. After entering the "Water Moon World", he used the [Dao Flower] to break through to the divine realm in a short period of time.

With the [Dao Flower], it is not difficult to break through the divine realm in a very short time. However, if the cultivation level increases too much in a short time, a strong enough spiritual realm is not needed, otherwise it will be controlled by the power in reverse.

But even the most outstanding successor of this generation of Huasheng Temple was forced to self-immolate today.

Guan Chen, who had returned from Nirvana, saw Wang Ming's clone and felt extremely fearful. He thought, "No way!"

"My opponent is my clone, and I am my real self. The cost of such a battle is totally unbalanced."

[Three Life Nirvana] can indeed eliminate all negative effects and allow him to be resurrected successfully, but not every resurrection is 100% successful, there is a probability issue.

"Moreover, Zhao Yun has the blessing of Heaven. Even if I kill thousands of her clones, I won't be able to even consume them." Buddhist disciple Guanchen couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat. His eyes swept across the field. He had no idea how to break the impasse.

Although Xiongba's clone was killed by Guanchen no less than three times, when he appeared for the first time, he was released because there was not enough time and the clone's strength level had not reached its peak.

At this time, Xiongba's clone had already reached the divine realm, and his combat power was at the same level as Guanchen.

Buddhist disciple Guanchen really didn't want to fight anymore, at least he didn't want to face Wang Ming alone.

"This Zhao Yun is invincible!"

"At least, we must not become her enemy before we cut off her infinite heaven and earth energy."

"Otherwise, whoever comes will be exhausted to death."

Thinking of this, the Buddhist disciple Guanchen raised his hand slightly, and the gilded Zen throne on the ground returned to his palm. At the same time, the Vajra flowed through his body, and a new moon-white cassock was put on.

"Amitabha!"

"I am Guanchen, a humble monk. I am honored to meet you, the donor."

On the bronze chariot guarded by a large number of martial spirit clones, Zhao Yun was slightly surprised by the attitude of the Buddhist disciple Guan Chen at this time and said, "Are you not going to fight anymore?"

Buddhist disciple Guanchen has a handsome and upright appearance, and exudes a righteous aura, which makes people know at first glance that he is a decent person. At this moment, he no longer has a tense demeanor, which makes it easy for people to trust him.

"Amitabha!"

"Donor! Your current strength should have been obtained by joining the Heavenly Demon. He asked you to protect him."

When Zhao Yun heard this, he thought of Wang Ming and said to himself, "You are right. I have indeed surrendered to the demon."

When the Buddhist disciple Guan Chen saw that Zhao Yun did not command his clones to attack him, he thought Zhao Yun had listened, so he continued to persuade him:
"But……"

"What the donor doesn't know is that the Heavenly Demons have no humanity, and such loyalty is meaningless." "The Heavenly Demon Sect's actions are completely ruthless."

"As long as the Heavenly Demon Sect wins the final victory, he will be the only one who can walk out of that trial world."

“No matter if they are native cultivators from the Trial World or independent cultivators from our world, even if they are from our Twelve Origin Forces, he will hunt them all down and kill them all.”

Ever since the first person from the Demonic Sect appeared and massacred all the trial-takers, he had already successfully led the following trial-takers astray.

Because of his lack of martial ethics, even his allies were involved in the incident, and their allies no longer trusted them and even hunted them down. After being hunted down and successfully counter-killed again and again, the hatred grew.

Finally, the descendant of the Heavenly Demon Sect simply followed the ways of his predecessors, slaughtered everyone, and used the methods of the devil to push his own cultivation to the peak.

and,

Facts have proved that as long as the descendants of the Demonic Sect do a good job and return to the Cangqing World, they can directly jump to the level of cultivators of the previous era.

"Donor, you have helped the demon so much, but in the end, the demon will still kill you, take everything from you, and forge his supreme demon body."

"So, benefactor, please don't continue to be stubborn."

"If we allow Yin Tianqi, who is possessed by the devil, to complete the initiation of the laws, it will be too late." Guan Chen advised sincerely.

Zhao Yun glanced at Buddhist disciple Guanchen, then looked at Yin Tianqi in the barrier, and then said calmly: "You don't need to say anything."

"I believe he won't kill me."

Then the martial soul clones scattered in all directions slowly approached the Buddhist disciple Guan Chen, preventing him from continuing to approach the barrier.

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"boom!!!!!"

The princes of Yan and Qing were anxious to interrupt Yin Tianqi's law initiation, so they were eager for quick success and were seized by the demon Yin Zhong, who then triggered a thunder field.

A hole was torn in their military formation, and then under the ravages of thunder and lightning, no less than tens of millions of monks died within a few breaths.

Among the numerous charred corpses lying motionless on the ground, there was a very inconspicuous soldier with a simple black gold ring on his finger.

A faint black energy emanated from the ring, like a smoke-like aura, which continued to expand from the fingers, along the palms and arms, covering the entire corpse. In the end, the entire charred corpse seemed to be wrapped in a black cloak.

"call!"

The corpse wrapped in a black cloak stood up straight. The whole person was black. At this time, two faint red lights appeared in the position of the pupils.

"Hey hey hey!!"

"I'm back, hehehehehe!!!"

The black figure glanced around and soon took in the information of the entire battlefield.

"I……"

"What's going on? Why is it best to have a decisive battle?"

He was shocked to see this large-scale battle. The next moment, when his eyes fell on the bronze chariot on the highest mountain in the center of the earth.

The red light in his eyes became even redder and flickered.

"damn it!"

"I #￥%..." (End of this chapter)