You have a good chance, I accept it.

On the Buddha's shoulder, stood a peerless figure. The peerless figure carrying a long sword stood quietly on the Buddha's shoulder, looking forward with a calm expression.

The wind was strong, blowing the figure's clothes, and even the three thousand hair strands were constantly waving.

"Wu Xin, here we come."

Jian Wushuang opened his mouth slowly, and in an instant, the calm ground in front of him suddenly shattered, and terrifying palms stretched out from the broken ground, and the palms were wrapped with demonic energy.

This palm is as big as a city, which is frightening.

"These extraterrestrial demons are really weird. These voices that have fallen into the devil's path, let me, the Buddha, save you and send you to the bliss of the West."

The next moment, a holy voice sounded, and the voice seemed to contain mysterious magic, making people's minds fall into tranquility for a short time.

Only Jian Wushuang, who was standing on the Buddha's shoulders, twitched the corner of his mouth. Since Wuxin obtained the inheritance of the True Buddha, he has become more and more like a living Buddha.

Before every battle, you must say this.

Western bliss? Isn’t that the Western Heaven?

Being literate is different.

"Here comes the sword."

Jian Wushuang stretched out his right hand, put his fingers together with the sword, moved his lips lightly, and made a move with his two fingers. Suddenly, a sword sound resounded throughout the world, and the long sword behind Jian Wushuang flew out.

Jian Wushuang grabbed the long sword and rushed forward, the ground along the way turned into pieces.

And in the distance, those demons finally revealed their true faces. One of them was ten thousand meters tall, with a ferocious face and white bones shining with black energy.

The whole body is covered with black and purple bones, and the skeletons are walking towards the two of them. Behind the two, there are countless monks, and these monks have fear on their faces.

I have to say that the appearance of these demons is really scary.

Even if their Taoist hearts are firm, they can't help but feel a sense of fear after seeing these ghosts.

"Amitabha, donor, go down."

Wuxin's voice sounded, and the golden Buddha stretched out his palm. The huge golden palm suppressed the void. With a sudden slap, a skeleton frame was instantly smashed to pieces.

The Jian Wushuang in front was also not weak, with sword energy all over his body. He waved the sword energy with extremely sharp strokes, causing countless skeletons to collapse one after another.

Not his enemy at all.

"It seems that fellow Taoist Wu Xin is stronger. Each of these skeletons has strength comparable to the Mahayana stage. I didn't expect that he could be solved with just a slap."

"Fellow Daoist Jian Wushuang is stronger. With one strike of his sword, at least three skeletons were shattered into pieces. It's so unreasonably strong."

"They are so strong. If they become immortals, how strong would they be?"

Behind them, countless monks were discussing the two of them. It was true that in this war, the two of them performed too dazzlingly.

They are the most dazzling group among the younger generation.

"Alas, it's a pity that Xuanhuang World is no longer able to become an immortal. All its resources have been used up. The current war resources are all brought from Penglai Island."

"Even if the major transcendental forces are unable to become immortals, the resources consumed to become immortals are far beyond what an individual can bear. Even the aura of the Xuanhuang World has gradually become thinner."

"Who says it's not the case? There are still some resources in the Dawn Alliance in Dongzhou."

"Dawn Alliance? I have heard of it. It is said that it was organized by Senior Ye Lin. However, Senior Ye Lin has never managed it and only has the name of alliance leader."