Lanzhou, Slanting Moon Prefecture.

Golden light scattered across the world, compassion permeated the heavens and earth. Lu Chengfeng wore a smiling face, immersed in the Buddha's palm-sized kingdom, seemingly already converted.

The Buddha in the void also had a faint smile on his lips, seemingly very pleased with the situation he had created.

The Palm Kingdom of Buddha was the culmination of his many years of arduous cultivation, a divine ability without limits, growing deeper as he comprehended the rules.

This Buddha Kingdom would become increasingly real until one day, it transformed into a realm. At that time… he would be immortal, transcending the river of time.

Xiaoyaozi might be strong, but facing such a method, wouldn't he still fall?

He didn't expect the Palm Kingdom of Buddha to trap him forever, as that was unrealistic, but heavily injuring him and confining him here for a period of time seemed promising.

The Buddha sat cross-legged, his hands placed on his knees, chanting Buddhist sounds that strengthened the Buddha Kingdom.

A moment later.

Just as the Buddha thought Lu Chengfeng had completely succumbed, Lu Chengfeng stretched his arms and opened his eyes.

As if he had just woken up.

The Buddha's expression instantly changed, as if he had witnessed something unbelievable.

"This Buddha Kingdom is not bad, making this old man feel like sleeping. Unfortunately, I still have other matters to attend to, so I had to wake up early," Lu Chengfeng looked up at the Buddha and smiled.

"Benefactor… what skillful methods."

The Buddha was silent for a moment, uttering a few words.

"This old man has already experienced the Friend's Palm Kingdom of Buddha. Does the Buddha want to experience this old man's methods?" Lu Chengfeng asked with a faint smile.

"No need. Lingshan will no longer interfere this time."

The Buddha said in a deep voice.

"Then thank you."

"However, this monk still wants to offer the Benefactor a word of advice."

"Please speak, Buddha."

"Even if the three-sided siege cannot harm Chen Yuan this time, the arrival of the Immortal Realm later on will not be so simple. The Benefactor's cultivation is hard-earned, do not make a mistake, it is best to leave Zhongtu and return overseas."

"Thank you for the Buddha's advice, this old man understands."

"Farewell."

Lu Chengfeng rode the wind and returned, condensing a cloud of immortal mist beneath him, transforming into a streak of light, disappearing into the horizon in an instant, until there was no trace left.

The Buddha watched the other party's departing figure, his eyes narrowed slightly, silent for a long time.

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The battle in Lanzhou came to an end, but the battle outside Jianmen Pass was now at its most intense.

The earth cracked and the void twisted.

Figures supporting the sky gathered, sword qi swept across the void, blood qi condensed into battle formations, stirring up wind and clouds, golden light and the great sun reflecting each other, displaying impressive might.

Everywhere you looked, there were sounds of slaughter.

The old Celestial Master of Wudang Mountain, holding the Zhenwu Sword, completely unleashed his battle power, even stimulating his madness, living up to his name as the Old Madman, directly dragging the Gumu (Ancient) Royal Court's Gremu Barbarian God into the void turbulence.

Terrifying roars constantly exploded.

Moro, with golden light and demonic light intertwined, had boundless demonic flames behind him and golden lotuses of Buddhist light beneath his feet. Seemingly contradictory, they were actually very harmonious.

He dragged the barbarian god of the Gufeng (Ancient Wind) Royal Court away from the vicinity of Jianmen Pass, engaging in a true battle of Human Immortals, Buddhist divine abilities, self-understood magic.

Clashing with the Great Witch divine abilities and sky-supporting magic of the grassland barbarian gods.

The fight shattered the earth and collapsed the sky, shattering the void. Mountains within a few dozen miles were forcibly broken, and several rivers were cut off at the waist, directly changing course.

Turbulence from the void constantly leaked out, like two demon gods.

This was the terror of immortals.

Changing the heavens and the earth was not just talk. If it were in the midst of a bustling city, it would be enough to flatten everything, and the common people and low-level martial artists would be no different from ants.

The greatest pressure was on the Northern Liang soldiers and Wei Jinfeng within Jianmen Pass.

The grassland iron cavalry outside were stronger than the Northern Liang army in both quantity and quality, and the condensed great battle was even guided by the barbarian gods, making it extremely terrifying.

In terms of attack power alone, it was no less than the methods of immortals.

To resist, thousands of Northern Liang soldiers had already fallen, turning into withered corpses, their blood qi being drawn away by the formation at all costs.

More Northern Liang soldiers were gritting their teeth and persevering, not hesitating to take pills that forcibly condensed blood qi at the last moment, damaging their foundations, just to prevent the barbarian iron hooves from stepping into the land of Zhongyuan.

As for Wei Jinfeng, he was only at the peak of Yang God, and even with the assistance of the great formation, the foundation of Wudang Mountain, and the blessing of many blood qi, he could only maintain it for a period of time.

Once the backlash came, how could he resist the Wufeng Barbarian God of the Gumu Royal Court?

And those Zhongyuan martial artists who spilled their blood on the battlefield were all desperately resisting the strongmen from the three major royal courts of the Northern Barbarians.

The scales of war were already tilting towards the Northern Barbarian side.

Compared to other defense lines, this was undoubtedly the most difficult!

"Hmph, a mere Yang God, let's see how long you can block!" The Wufeng Barbarian God snorted coldly, and endless power of rules transformed into a giant hand reaching out from the void.

Wei Jinfeng waved his divine weapon, his face covered with bloodstains, and shouted sternly:

"Then try it!"

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Above the East Sea.

Ye Xiangnan, Jiang He, and others suddenly erupted, no different from bullying the weak, and the opposing Yang Gods were almost directly at a disadvantage in one encounter.

At the same time, the army prepared in Martial Emperor City quickly opened the city gates and rushed towards the Dongying martial artists outside.

Without the restraint of immortals, Martial Emperor City, as the number one city in Zhongyuan and the second immortal sect, undoubtedly possessed extremely terrifying strength, coupled with the help of many martial artists, and also had the upper hand.

Compared with the Northern Barbarians, Dongying was still far behind.

At this time, the battle within the void turbulence continued. Chen Yuan had no interest in discussing anything with Yanagi (Willow) Jun and the other Dongying immortal.

He just wanted to kill them.

The combat power displayed by a half-step Martial God realm was extremely terrifying. The rules of the inner world of the physical body, once fused with the rules of the outer world, were simply incomparable to ordinary rules.

As if they were not on the same level, calling it crushing was no exaggeration. As soon as they exchanged blows, Yanagi Jun and Fujiwara (Wisteria) Kamui felt tremendous pressure.

No matter how the sword light filled the sky and the blood curtain covered everything, it could not stop the Godslaying Spear.

The Godslaying Spear also seemed to have found some familiar feeling, and it was extraordinarily excited, with a stronger killing intent and baleful aura than before.

"Blood Sea Wuming (No Life)!"

With a solemn expression, Fujiwara Kamui did not hesitate to cut open his body, forcing out drops of essence blood to integrate into the blood sword. This was his strongest method.

Nourishing the sword with blood, the sharpness was restrained.

The blood sword was shrouded in a strong blood light, and a faint blood-colored sword qi was cut out. The terrifying sharpness shattered everything and annihilated all turbulence.

One sword, one life lost!

Yanagi Jun drew out the Yanagi clan's town clan divine blade, held it in both hands, and two rule flowers flickered with light above his head, and streams of light integrated into the divine blade.

Stepping out, the blade light broke through the sky.

One sword, one blade, attacked Chen Yuan together, sealing off Chen Yuan's retreat from left to right.

But the problem was that Chen Yuan never thought of retreating.

The physical body bloomed with divine light, and the five internal organs resonated. Chen Yuan held the spear with both hands and swung it out like a club, instantly condensing into a semicircular arc.

Directly suppressing the blood-colored sword qi.

Then, Chen Yuan stabbed back, and the huge phantom behind him pressed down with a palm, directly grabbing Yanagi Jun's blade light and crushing it.

The rhythm of the battle did not stop because of this. Chen Yuan's figure flickered, passing through the streamer and directly hitting Yanagi Jun. The terrifying power of rules was condensed into one point, and everything passed by was annihilated.

The powerful power erupted at one point, and it was an overwhelming trend.

"Cut!"

Yanagi Jun's eyes were extremely solemn, and he quickly retreated. At the same time, he fully swung the divine blade, and a blade light hundreds of feet in size directly slashed towards Chen Yuan's face, trying to block this blow.

But it was just an ordinary straight stab, and the blade light instantly disintegrated.

Fujiwara Kamui snorted coldly, and the qi and blood of his physical body were fully opened. He chased straight up without fleeing, but instead directly greeted him, wanting to save Yanagi Jun.

He was not only the current leader of Dongying martial arts, but also owed him a debt of gratitude, and must not die under Chen Yuan's spear. Otherwise, the blow to Dongying would be too great.

The great tribulation was coming, and there must be an existence capable of ruling everything. Fujiwara Kamui was a solitary swordsman and believed that he could not do it, so he could only let those who could do it live.

"If you want to kill Senior Yanagi, kill me first!"

Streams of blood shadow filled, shrouding the void. Hundreds of blood shadows absorbed the vitality of the heavens and earth, and when they reached their peak, the blood shadows merged into one.

The sword qi turned into a blood dragon and merged with him. A strong rule enveloped his body, and he roared at Chen Yuan.

"Seeking death!"

Chen Yuan's eyes turned cold, and he quickly turned his body. The sword light made him feel a dangerous aura, and he did not hesitate to hold the Godslaying Spear and stab back.

"Boom!!!"

When the spear light pierced into the blood dragon, it shattered inch by inch, as if directly defeated. But it was at this critical moment that Fujiwara Kamui, holding the Blood God Sword, jumped out, the rules condensed to one point, and ambushed Chen Yuan.

This was the stupidest way to fight, after all, the Primordial Spirit Sixth Realm was strong in rules, and the Physical Body Sixth Realm was strong in the physical body. As long as it was close, it almost determined his fate.

But at this time, this was the best way to fight.

Because their rules could not hurt Chen Yuan, they were directly crushed. They could only forcibly gather the rules and condense them to one point in order to hurt or even kill Chen Yuan.

The Godslaying Spear pierced Fujiwara Kamui's left chest, directly piercing through it, and the strong baleful aura and power of rules were destroying his remaining vitality.

However, the Blood God Sword only pierced into Chen Yuan's physical body.

The two sides were deadlocked in place, and Chen Yuan's mouth curled into a smile:

"Is that all?"

With the protection of the physical body rules, the Blood God Sword could not seriously injure him at all, it could only cause him some skin and flesh wounds, but what was such an injury to a martial artist who had become a saint in the flesh?

"Senior Yanagi, go!"

Fujiwara Kamui's eyes were red, and he roared in a low voice.

Yanagi Jun took a deep breath and turned to flee, leaving a word:

"Friend Fujiwara, Dongying will remember you."

"You, none of you can leave!"

Chen Yuan directly grabbed the sword body with his right hand and pulled it out little by little, but Fujiwara Kamui smiled extremely crazily:

"Chen Yuan, you are the strongest Human Immortal I have ever seen. It is indeed impossible to kill you, but this does not mean that I am a waste.

You are strong, but you are not immortal. If Senior Yanagi wants to leave, you want to stop him, first pass me."

"Ah!!!!"

Fujiwara Kamui opened his mouth and roared, directly forcibly detonating the Blood God Sword and the Primordial Spirit within the Lingtai (Spiritual Altar), and the terrifying chaotic power of rules instantly enveloped a hundred feet.

Chen Yuan's eyes condensed, and he retreated directly.

"Boom!!!"

The terrifying roar resounded throughout the world, directly penetrating the void. The near-distance self-destruction of the Primordial Spirit of the Human Immortal, although not as terrifying as the physical body, was extremely troublesome once the chaotic rules erupted.

It directly turned a hundred feet into a Jedi, and was strangled by the chaotic power of rules.

Yanagi Jun looked back at the rising divine light of rules, his eyes were a little dim, on the one hand, he felt sorry for the fall of Fujiwara Kamui.

He was afraid that he would never find other Dongying immortals again, and the loss was very heavy.

On the other hand, it was the depression in his heart. He bet everything, and did not hesitate to call on Dongying to launch a large-scale invasion, but the result was that he could not resist Chen Yuan's spear, it was really...

But before he could continue to escape, a figure suddenly appeared in front of him, holding the Godslaying Spear, looking at him with a smile, it was Chen Yuan!

"This king said, none of you can leave!"

"You, how can you..."

Yanagi Jun's pupils shrank, unbelievable.

He knew that Fujiwara Kamui's willingness to fall and lead the Primordial Spirit rules could not kill Chen Yuan, but at least it could delay him for a period of time, but now, the other party was unharmed, and directly crossed a distance of more than ten miles and walked in front of him. Impossible, impossible!!!!

"This king's divine power is all-encompassing, how can you imagine it?" Chen Yuan smiled faintly. It was indeed dangerous before. If he was entangled by the chaotic rules, he would inevitably be delayed.

But, he had supernatural powers!

Since stepping into the Sixth Realm, the Primordial Spirit supernatural power 'Void Stasis' was also far beyond before, and could directly imprison the void. He had already left the center in an instant before the explosion.

Therefore, apart from some skin and flesh wounds just now, he did not receive any other injuries.

"This old man will immediately withdraw from Zhongyuan, is Prince Yan willing to stop?"

Yanagi Jun took a deep breath and asked with a solemn expression.

Chen Yuan shook his head:

"Said, you all have to die, then it is impossible for one to go back alive, you are for Dongying, and this king is for Zhongyuan Divine State."

"Since this is the case, then this old man..."

"Go to die."

Chen Yuan's eyes turned cold, and the rules of the inner world of the flesh body burst out in an instant, blessing on the Godslaying Spear, directly shrouding the surrounding heaven and earth. The next moment, he didn't even give the other party a chance to speak, and directly threw the Godslaying Spear.

"You!"

Yanagi Jun gritted his teeth fiercely and immediately urged the divine blade in his hand, but in front of the Godslaying Spear, his indestructible divine blade shattered in an instant, and the fragments splashed everywhere.

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