"Song Yanran, you have committed serious sins. Go to the West and listen to the Buddha's confession!"

The Buddha took the lead and went directly to meet Song Yanran.

In an instant, the chanting of Buddhist hymns transformed into a colossal Buddha statue that hurtled straight toward his vital point.

"If a monk doesn't properly recite scriptures and instead gets involved in worldly affairs, I really don't know what kind of scriptures he's reciting or what kind of Buddhism he's practicing."

Song Yanran's face was calm, but facing the fierce attack from Zhifo, the Ancestral Dragon Emperor's energy in her body was boiling.

With a roar of a dragon, the Heavenly Buddha shattered.

"What can all the gods and Buddhas do to me?"

"If you slander the Buddha, you will pay a heavy price."

Having failed in one move, the Buddha once again channeled his true energy and engaged Song Yanran in close combat.

Every palm strike and every move was an astonishing and extraordinary technique.

After a hundred rounds of testing each other, the two stood facing each other in the void.

"This bald monk's cultivation is much stronger than that of the Asura Emperor."

"Is Song Yanran really just entering the Feathered Transformation Realm?"

Although both of them had their doubts in their hearts, their desire to fight each other became stronger and stronger.

At this moment, the Shura Emperor, who was hidden in the clouds in the void, suddenly appeared a hundred steps behind Song Yanran.

"Nine Nether Ice Art!"

Without any hesitation, he seized the opportunity and rushed directly towards Song Yan from behind, intending to kill her with one blow.

"Bright jade, dark yellow, one breath transforms into spiritual splendor."

Just at the critical moment, another empress's figure suddenly appeared, directly behind Song Yanran, blocking the fatal blow.

"you……"

"Retreat~"

With a soft shout, the Asura Emperor was blasted dozens of steps away.

Once he regained his footing, a hint of surprise flickered in his fierce eyes.

"Mu Qiuyao? When did she also reach the Feather Transformation Realm?"

Ignoring the Asura Emperor's shock, Song Yanran tilted her head slightly and asked Mu Qiuyao, "Is everything arranged?"

Mu Qiuyao replied, "It's foolproof. Now it's time to deal with these parasites."

Song Yanran: "I'll take care of this big monk, you take care of these Nine Nether bastards, is there any problem?"

Mu Qiuyao: "Actually, I'd rather get rid of that monk."

However, to show our deep sisterly bond, I'll give you this opportunity.

Song Yanran: "If you had treated me like this earlier, I should have given you another wisp of Ziwei Emperor Qi back then."

Mu Qiuyao smiled: "There's no need. I just want to wait for the boy to come back so we can have a competition and see who gets pregnant with her child first."

Song Yanran: "Then you'd better not force me to use underhanded methods."

Mu Qiuyao: "When it comes to playing tricks, you're not even as good as Luo Pianhong, let alone me."

Seeing the two women joking and laughing on such a serious battlefield, the Buddha and the Asura Emperor felt extremely humiliated.

"How dare you two disrespect the Buddha! You're courting death!"

"Dare to disregard the Nine Nether Martial Master? Do you know what price you will pay?"

Upon hearing this, Song Yanran and Mu Qiuyao looked at the Supreme Buddha and the Asura Emperor, respectively.

"It's too noisy."

"Feel the same."

The two women understood each other perfectly and then attacked together.

For a time, the four most outstanding figures of the era were locked in a fierce battle in the void.

And on the ground.

"Heretical and evil beings who refuse to heed the Buddha's teachings shall be exterminated!"

Hui Zun, one of the three great emperors of the Buddhist kingdom, who was at the peak of the great emperor level, and Heng Di beside him shouted angrily together.

In an instant, tens of thousands of monks from Mount Ling, together with hundreds of thousands of troops from the Nine Netherworlds, charged toward Luoyang City.

"Suppress all heretics who slander the Buddha!"

"Kill them!"

"Kill them all!"

Faced with the influx of evil forces, Luo Pianhong personally climbed the city wall and then waved his left hand.

"Release the arrows!"

With a command, hundreds of thousands of spiritual arrows broke through the air, weaving into an inky black cloud, and fell directly onto the densely surging human waves.

The next moment, the ear-piercing sound of metal tearing through a body began to echo across the battlefield.

"Catapults, split into three paths: left and right represent Yin and Yang, front and back represent the Eight Trigrams. In three breaths, six volleys will fire simultaneously! Release!"

Luo Pianhong issued his second military order, and instantly ten thousand stones were fired simultaneously.

The stone cannon, made from the finest granite quarried from the Seven-Colored Sacred Monarch Rock, struck the ground like a heavy artillery plundering the earth, causing swarms of Buddhist monks and Netherworld soldiers to fall like ants in a dark mass on their path.

In matters of personal relationships, Luo Pianhong is undoubtedly the biggest victim.

However, in terms of battlefield tactics, she is definitely an extremely outstanding commander.

"Form a shield formation, with cultivators behind, and unleash spiritual energy attacks."

"Long spears ready, form a flying goose formation, and maintain stability on both flanks."

"The Xuanji Platform's target is the enemy cultivators, primarily Quasi-Emperors; they cannot be overlooked!"

Luo Pianhong commanded the allied forces methodically to resist the counterattack, forcing the enemy to suffer heavy casualties, but they were unable to get even half a step closer to the walls of Luoyang.

"hateful!"

Emperor Heng was furious upon seeing this.

"I have long heard that the Empress of Tianque has been well-versed in military strategy since childhood and is well-versed in the art of defending cities. Seeing her today, I can confirm that her reputation is well-deserved."

Hui Zun said, "To catch a thief, you must first catch his king. It would be better to order the monks of the Six Dusts to kill Luo Pianhong first."

Emperor Heng: "That is exactly what I was thinking."

The next moment, six monks with the cultivation of a saint took to the air and flew away, each wielding a long weapon.

"Once Luo Pianhong dies, the garrison of Luoyang will lose its command and will surely fall apart like a pile of loose sand."

"At that time, we will turn this place into a Buddhist temple and spread our Buddhist teachings to the ignorant masses."

Just as Huizun and Hengdi began to imagine the scene after victory.

Suddenly, a zither melody was heard from the battlefield.

The next moment, before the six monks had even flown halfway up the city wall, they all exploded and died.

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