"Fellow Taoist, please adjust your breathing first, and I will go and help Huichen."

After Feng Wu finished speaking, she turned into a ray of light and soared into the sky without looking back.

At this time, Huichen had taken back the bones of the Vajra Buddha, and his divine power had greatly increased. His punches and kicks were so powerful that even the Emperor Burying Heaven did not dare to underestimate him.

I saw the Buddha's light filling the sky, and the divine power of the Vajra turned into waves, constantly impacting the body-protecting spiritual light of the Buried Emperor. Four Buddhas appeared above the clouds. Some were chanting mantras, some were chanting sutras with their eyes closed, and some were chanting sutras with their eyes closed.

Angry eyebrows and angry eyes...each has its own mystery!

The Buried Emperor fought several moves and was secretly surprised.

"When this guy was captured by me, he didn't have such magical powers. How did he survive the catastrophe and have his supernatural powers improve again?"

Little did he know that the name of the Angry Monk had the word "angry" in it, which was the nature of this person.

It is said that anger comes from the heart. The more angry you are, the stronger your divine power will be!

Lian Xin died for saving her teacher, and the anger in Hui Chen's heart had reached its limit. When she saw the Buried Emperor, golden flames ignited in her eyes again, and she exerted the power of the Vajra to the extreme.

The two sides fought in mid-air and fought for nine consecutive moves. They were evenly matched, with no winner or loser.

But when it came to the tenth move, Emperor Buried Heaven suddenly changed his move and slapped his hand in the air. Immediately, an infinite amount of magic light appeared behind Hui Chen, like a huge magic net, covering him inside.

Huichen immediately spread the golden light a hundred feet away, trying to open the magic net and get out of the gap.

However, the Buried Emperor was well prepared, and thousands of demonic soldiers emerged from the demonic net, holding all kinds of bloody blades to scatter all the Buddha's light spread by Hui Chen.

Soon, the scope of the Buddha's light doubled!

Thousands of demon soldiers swarmed in from all directions, and their strange power kept eating away at the Buddha's light. What's more, they injected wisps of real demon energy into the interior of the "Bodhi Mirror" in an attempt to disturb Huichen's state of mind.

Huichen's pressure increased sharply, and he gradually became unable to resist it.

At this moment, ethereal music sounded all around, the breeze was blowing, the glow was like water, but Feng Wu also joined the battle, interpreting the mysterious music of heaven and earth to the extreme!

The countless demon soldiers and generals, originally transformed by evil spirits and filled with murderous intent, gradually lost themselves in this melodious melody.

Some of the demonic soldiers sat on the spot and turned into blue smoke and disappeared in the air, while some of the demonic soldiers slashed wildly with their swords, regardless of whether they were friends or foes...

Huichen felt his whole body relax, and the previous terrifying oppression gradually disappeared.

Without any hesitation, he activated the "Bodhi Mirror" to the extreme. The golden light quickly tore open the magic net, and then he escaped from the magic net in a flash.

Seeing Huichen get out of trouble, Emperor Zangtian narrowed his eyes slightly and sneered:

"Xuanyin of Heaven and Earth? Huh, it's just a trail. I have never taken Yuzhu Mountain seriously!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he waved his sleeves and a magic mountain appeared in mid-air, falling from the sky and suppressing Feng Wu's head hard.

Feng Wu's face changed slightly, and she hurriedly pinched the magic formula, and a green guqin appeared in front of her. The melodious sound of the piano was like mountains and flowing water, forming an invisible barrier in the air.

Bang!

The magic mountain broke into the barrier and made a harsh friction sound. The surrounding rocks all cracked in this weird sound, and the space was distorted...

After only supporting it for a moment, the barrier began to collapse inch by inch, unable to stop the magic mountain's suppression at all!

Feng Wu's eyes were horrified, and she wanted to urge the escape light to retreat, but found that the surrounding space had long been locked by the Burial Emperor's magic power, and it was impossible to move at this time!

At the critical moment, Huichen arrived in time.

He had just escaped from the magic net, saw this scene from a distance, and flew over without thinking.

When he reached the sky above the Magic Mountain, he immediately used the "Three Thousand Phases of Sin", and the mighty golden light condensed into a fist shadow, and hit the stone wall of the Magic Mountain with a solid punch.

Boom!

With an earth-shattering loud noise, the Magic Mountain was torn into pieces, purple and gold halos spread out in all directions, setting off huge waves.

Huichen groaned and was injured by the backlash of the Demon Mountain, and flew backwards involuntarily.

But soon, there was another person beside him, it was Qi Sichen who had just been adjusting his breath in the distance.

Qi Sichen poured the healing elixir into his mouth. Taking advantage of the moment when Emperor Buried, Hui Chen, and Feng Wu were fighting each other, he refined the elixir on the spot and gradually suppressed the injury.

When he saw Huichen being injured by the Buried Emperor, he immediately rose into the air, used the Law of Darkness to help Huichen dissolve part of the real demon's energy, and then caught it firmly.

The two of them could be considered friends in times of need. They looked at each other and there was no need to say anything.

"The Buried Emperor's magic power is profound. None of us are his opponents. We must work together to delay as much time as possible." Feng Wu stroked the fairy harp with a solemn voice.

"good."
Chapter completed!