Chapter 8987

The dark sword qi gathered into a nightmare airflow, overwhelmingly slashed towards Ye Chen.

"Boy, you are dead today!"

"Tianzhu change, suppress me!"

Hong Chunqiu smiled wickedly, and borrowed the power of the demon goddess to display the Dzi Bead Transformation of the Forbidden Technique of the Wilderness. The dark Dzi Beads flashing with magic light erupted from his hands, smashing at Ye Chen like stars falling.

"Not good, not good! Little guy, we might die today!"

Venerable Fahua shouted, if it is a demon ancestor Wutian, or just a Hong Chunqiu, he can deal with it.

But the combination of the two, with the support of the witch's will behind him, made the situation dangerous, and he felt suffocated.

Ye Chen gritted his teeth and saw that Mozu Wutian and Hong Chunqiu joined forces to kill him, so he had to borrow the power of Venerable Fahua to keep dodging.

At the same time, Ye Chen expressed his will and wanted to call the elders of the ancient Buddhist holy land over.

However, Hong Chunqiu had already guarded against Ye Chen's hand. When he first came, he used the witch's will power to block the surrounding void and isolate everything.

The battle that takes place here is completely invisible from the outside.

Ye Chen wanted to ask for help, but he couldn't.

Outside, many elders of the Holy Land of Ancient Buddhas, as well as Xiao Xinghe, Patriarch Ran Deng, Master Chi Feng, Yelan, Zanghai and others, visited the core area of ​​the battlefield with spiritual senses, but could not detect anything.

They only saw that a layer of fog covered the entire core area of ​​the battlefield.

That layer of fog was just the air wave that erupted from Ye Chen and the demon ancestors, the Buddha and the demon, but it has not dissipated until now, and the Buddha's light faded, but the demonic energy has become stronger and stronger, which is very strange.

"What's going on here? Could it be that the Lord of Reincarnation is going to be killed by Demon Ancestor Wutian?"

Many elders of the ancient Buddha Holy Land looked at each other, but did not know the truth.

In the core area of ​​​​the battlefield, even though Ye Chen borrowed the power of Venerable Fahua, he still felt very difficult to fight against two, and gradually fell into a desperate situation.

"Ye Chen, give you a chance, submit to me, help me deal with Wu Zu, I can spare you."

Suddenly, in the void, a cold female voice came out, it was the voice of a witch.

When Hong Chunqiu heard it, he was stunned for a moment and said, "Boy, Lord Witch invited you in person, why don't you surrender quickly?"

But I thought to myself, "You must never agree!"

He thought that if Ye Chen surrendered, where would he have a place in front of the witch in the future?

Ye Chen didn't care what Hong Chunqiu was thinking, and when he heard the request from the witch, he didn't even hesitate, and said, "I said, I can't betray Master Wuzu."

The witch snorted coldly and said, "If you are stubborn, then you will die!"

When her voice fell, the demonic power in the void vibrated, and the demonic energy roared.

The witch mark on Hong Chunqiu's forehead shone with the most dazzling fierceness, and even pulled out thorns from the mark.

This scene is quite strange. On Hong Chunqiu's forehead, a large number of thorns grew out, like vines, and quickly spread to the ground, covering the audience.

"Lord Witch, calm down, calm down."

Hong Chunqiu screamed in agony, and he couldn't bear the divine power of the witch's will.

However, the witch didn't care about his life or death, she just used his body to use her own will to kill.

A large number of thorns grew, turned into demons that devoured people, and slaughtered towards Ye Chen fiercely.

That is the killing atmosphere of the Throne of Thorns!

The witch sat on the throne of thorns, and the first person she wanted to kill was Ye Chen!

Ye Chen's pupils shrank, and he felt those thorns, each of which was covered with bloody killing intent, and the sharp barbs growing on them were so sharp that they could penetrate the human soul.

A string of thorns quickly climbed up Ye Chen's body, entangling him to death.

"Damn!"

Ye Chen gritted his teeth, only to feel that his skin was pierced, and the piercing pain spread.

At the juncture of life and death, he was ready to sacrifice the Heavenly Sovereign Monument and fight desperately.

"Amitabha!"

But at this moment, a Buddha singing, piercing the clouds and breaking the fog, suddenly sounded in the field.

I saw the magic mist that blocked the battlefield, penetrated by a Buddha light, and completely dissipated.

Dozens of eminent monks from the ancient Buddhist holy places, the Buddha's light is strict, and they come from the air.

The leader is the Supreme Elder of the Holy Land of the Ancient Buddha, the temporary ruler, the former junior brother of Wuxin Patriarch, Master Duxin!

Behind the dozens of eminent monks in the Holy Land, the ancestors of Ran Deng, Xiao Xinghe, Master Chi Feng, Yelan, Zanghai and others were quickly flying into the battlefield.

I saw Master Du Xin nianhua's finger, and the Buddha's light burst out like a sword, cutting off all the thorns on the scene and saving Ye Chen.

Ye Chen breathed a sigh of relief when he saw many eminent monks in the ancient Buddhist holy land coming to help.

"You old bald donkeys, how did you get here?"

Seeing that he was exposed, Hong Chunqiu panicked.

"Witch, look at the sky."

Master Du Xin's voice was cold and pointed to the sky, but this sentence was said to the witch.

He also knew that Hong Chunqiu was just a pawn, and the real master behind it was the witch.

Hong Chunqiu looked up and saw a huge Buddha phantom appearing over the battlefield.

That is the phantom image of Shakyamuni Buddha.

Sakyamuni Buddha's Dharma image, his eyes had been closed all the time, but at this moment, he opened his eyes!

The Buddha opened his eyes, the majestic Buddha's light illuminated everything, thousands of Ruixia, twelve-colored auspicious clouds floating, misty light, rainbows reaching the sky, and Brahma singing turbulent the world, which is shocking.