Who brought this guy into the monastic circle?.

In the stalemate battlefield where the East and the West meet, Chang Geng and Maitreya could never wait for the return of Zhentuo and Shen Zong.

Suspicion gradually grew in his heart. Logically speaking, Hun Bugui and Shi Xiu were far weaker than the two of them, and Shi Xiu's ghost soul-stealing ability had long lost its suppressive effect on them.

The Dharma has a great restraint on things outside the Yama Palace. It is only killing two people, so it should not be that no one comes back for so long.

"If Shi Xiu is determined to escape, it will indeed be very troublesome."

Miroku spoke like this.

No matter how powerful they are, if they want to escape, it will take some effort.

Although this is the truth, Chang Geng still feels a little uncomfortable.

Seeing this, Mi Le couldn't help but speak out, "You don't think Shi Xiu and the others can kill Zhen Tuo and the others, do you?"

If you can still be killed by the other party under all kinds of favorable conditions, then you really deserve to die.

Although Maitreya did not say it explicitly, he was thinking this in his heart.

Besides, if Zhentuo and Shenzong leave, the two of them will not be able to leave here, and they will still be needed to protect this platform.

Above his head, the sky continued to appear, but there was no unusual movement. Similarly, around the platform, there was no other movement except for the fight between the monks of both sides.

Under the sky, the figure always sat quietly in the void, appearing to be extremely patient.

At least that's what Chang Geng thought.

Wu Tang was indeed sitting high in the sky, with a calm and relaxed smile.

In fact...

"You son of a bitch, you are so patient."

Wu Tang had already been cursing in his heart. If the stalemate continued like this, Di Liuxin would be watching from somewhere, and he was the only one standing here like a fool.

The superiority and inferiority have already been determined.

It was clearly the Tiandao Sect that came to attack them, but why are they now attacking each other?

There seemed to be no other movement on the platform below except for this ray of light shooting towards the sky.

This is also the reason why Wu Tang can still hold on. Since he is unwilling to move, he would rather wait until the power of the platform is exhausted before taking action.

Just as he was thinking this, a colorful cloud spread across the sky and rolling clouds continued to gather.

The grandson is here!
Wu Tang's spirits finally perked up, and he immediately stood up in mid-air, filled with fighting spirit.

Seeing the colorful clouds sweeping towards the sky, Wu Tang immediately turned his hand and pushed forward. The vast sky was like a wave, and just one wave swept away one-tenth or twelve-tenths of the colorful clouds.

Suddenly, a figure walked out from the clouds.

Emperor Liuxin!
Wu Tang gritted his teeth and spoke word by word, "You finally showed up."

Di Liuxin took a step forward, and the next moment colorful clouds surged, forming layers of stairs, which supported him and enabled him to step in the air continuously.

This show of demeanor made the other party even more angry.

We all have the same level of cultivation. If you can do it, I can do it too. Why are you showing off?
Di Liuxin stopped after walking to a place and shook his head in disappointment.

"I gave you enough opportunities to destroy my arrangement. It's been two days, but you haven't done anything. I have no choice but to come."

Heartbreaking words!

Just looking at Wu Tang's livid face was enough to show how angry Di Liuxin's words made him.

At the same time, Di Liuxin also felt secretly comfortable.

I finally understand why the Taoist likes to talk nonsense. It turns out that making people angry can bring pleasure.

"Why don't you try mine?"

Wu Tang suppressed his anger and retorted.

Since I don’t dare to touch yours, do you dare to touch mine?
What he had never expected was that Di Liuxin actually nodded calmly and responded to him.

"it is good!"

What is good?
Naturally, I'm the one who breaks it!

Almost the moment he finished speaking, Di Liuxin appeared in front of Wu Tang with his hands behind his back.

The two auras collided violently, creating a huge wave of energy.

At this moment, the sky above his head suddenly fell, wrapping him tightly.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Wu Tang manifested his own Dharma image. A ferocious evil ghost appeared, and instantly grew to a height of fifty feet.

The next moment, Wu Tang threw out another piece of sandalwood, which grew in the wind and became a huge coffin. The evil ghost carried the coffin with a gloomy atmosphere, and it immediately soared to a height of seventy feet.

"town!"

The Dharmakāya and the others moved together, suppressing with one hand and smashing down towards the figure inside the sky.

Things seemed to be going unusually smoothly. There was a noise inside the sky, a loud bang from a solid bombardment.

The aftermath even spread several miles away.

Wu Tang's face lit up with joy, and just when he thought he had dealt a heavy blow to the opponent, the originally silent sky suddenly began to surge, and the figure in it even began to fly out at a strange speed.

In an instant, the sky retreated ten miles, and the entire sky was immediately bright again.

Wu Tang couldn't help but his expression changed. Oh no, his baby was kidnapped.

That sky curtain was a treasure of their Yama Palace, and it was built to conceal the formation, but now it was taken away directly. When he was about to recall it, Di Liuxin suddenly broke free from it, unharmed, with a sneer on his face, and waved his hand, and the huge sky curtain kept changing, shrinking all the way and flying towards his sleeve.

In the blink of an eye, it had turned into a piece of silk and slipped into Di Liuxin's sleeve.

Wu Tang's face instantly turned as ugly as if he had eaten a fly. Bastard, Di Liuxin actually has this trick!
At the same time, without the cover of the sky, the brilliant light emitted from the high platform rushed straight into the sky. After a few breaths, a magic circle began to gradually appear under the penetration of the brilliant light.

Along with the appearance of the Dharma image, there also appeared the boundless millstone!
"Damn it!"

Wu Tang's expression kept changing, and Di Liuxin was about to attack the magic circle.

Finally started!

Han Yu hid aside, and a look of joy finally appeared on his face, but at the same time there was also a hint of sadness.

Because the Yama Palace was suppressed so badly!
Even Di Liuxin couldn't beat Wu Tang's series of tricks.

It would be fine if he couldn't win the game, but it seems like even his own treasure was stolen just now.

"No wonder Hun Bugui doesn't want to continue to follow Yan Luodian. How can we follow him? The gap is so big."

Fortunately, he had thought too highly of the Yama Palace before. The contrast between now and then is too great.

We failed to deal with them last time overseas, and now they are coming openly, but we still failed.

So, he had to take the risk after all.

That high platform is obviously the focus of Emperor Liuxin this time. As long as it is destroyed, what Tiandao Sect wants to do this time will probably fail.

"I'm afraid Di Liuxin will tear you apart alive."

The spirit of the weapon had a look of sorrow on his face. It was really asking for trouble. Di Liuxin had worked so hard to plan this move for Yama Palace, and the stalemate had lasted for several days.

Once Han Yu really destroyed the platform, you can imagine how angry he would be, and he might even want to eat people.

"Are you going to take action now?"

The spirit of the weapon asked worriedly. Han Yu thought about it and stopped himself from escaping.

He felt that this old scoundrel Di Liuxin might have a backup plan. He could take the high platform, but he had to wait for Wu Tang to go to the mine first.

The key is that Wu Tang doesn’t dare to go!

Even a fool would know that there is a pit on the platform waiting to bury people, so how could he be so foolish as to look inside.

"If you don't come down, I'll go up."

After Di Liuxin smiled coldly, he instantly rushed into the sky and attacked Wu Tang.

The two figures immediately entangled together. Wu Tang and his Dharma image stood on the left and right. Their attacks were as mighty as thunder, with continuous loud noises. Di Liuxin's face was indifferent. Huge palm prints kept appearing between his palms and fists. In just a blink of an eye, the two had collided with each other hundreds of times.

In the vast void, there was nothing else except the explosion. The aftermath was so powerful that the first to suffer were the monks fighting below.

Those who fail to dodge in time will be annihilated first, and those who manage to escape will inevitably be blown away.

Countless people were affected at once, causing the monks below to be unable to take care of anything and chose to flee.

Now only Chang Geng and Maitreya were left guarding the platform, and the surroundings were completely empty.

The battle above seemed to be getting more and more intense. During the fierce battle, Wu Tang tried to suppress the opponent several times, but the unity of Di Liuxin's people was extremely troublesome.

It seemed that he was fighting with his physical body every time, but he knew that there was still a Dharma image hidden in this guy's body that had not been released.

And he knew that Di Liuxin was still holding back. This bastard was still holding back when fighting him.

This made Wu Tang quite angry, as it just showed that the gap in strength between the two was already quite large.

"What are you waiting for?"

Wu Tang roared in anger, and simultaneously with Fa Xiang, he launched the Netherworld Ghost Den. In an instant, the twenty-mile ghost den covered the surrounding sky, and the next moment, countless ghosts rushed out like a surging tide.

Di Liuxin said nothing, just looked at the dampness coldly. He pointed his finger and a brilliant light burst out from his fingertips. With just one impact, the ghosts were defeated.

"Another means of restraint!"

Wu Tang was inexplicably shocked. He was not shocked by Di Liuxin's strength. Even if Di Liuxin used other means to destroy his den of ghosts, he would not be as shocked as he was now.

Although the means were different, Wu Tang felt a breath from it that was the same rhythm as that felt in the Dharma images of Chang Geng and the others before.

Essentially, it's the same force.

Specifically designed to restrain the power of Yama Palace!

This is a very scary problem. Those of them in the Shinto realm are still okay as they still have other means, but what about the group of Divine Platform monks below?

If the Netherworld ghosts were suppressed, then there was no need to mention the ghosts' methods. Even with the performance of Chang Geng and his companions, their treasures could also be suppressed.

It seems that the Tiandao Sect has not done nothing in the past thousand years. The Yama Palace can use tricks to allow cultivators to obtain ghost-related magical powers, or use tricks to improve the strength of cultivators.

However, the opponent's way of restraint is even more cruel than theirs. It is like cutting off the source of the problem!

He didn't even know how far the other party had progressed. If the cultivators of Tiandao Sect also mastered this power.

Then the grassroots advantages that Yama Palace has worked so hard to create will disappear completely.

"How dare you get distracted!"

Di Liuxin snorted coldly, and without caring about the other party's shock, he attacked fiercely in an instant.

A bright moon suddenly appeared above his head and then fell down in an instant. When Wu Tang came to his senses, it was too late. The man and the Dharma image gritted their teeth and held up the moon. Di Liuxin flashed and stood on the moon, with a cold and mocking look on his face.

With a light tap of his foot, the bright moon instantly transformed into a sky full of sword intent, instantly swallowing up Wu Tang and Fashang... (End of this chapter)