"I really owed you my last life."
After feeling Zhang Ziliang's breath and regaining his composure, Zhao Hai couldn't help but say.
But Zhang Ziliang fell into a deep sleep after his breathing stabilized.
As for what Zhao Hai said...
did not hear it.
Zhao Hai was a little helpless and just stood behind Zhang Ziliang, so that the ghosts did not dare to approach, and his eyes fell into the darkness in the distance.
perhaps...
In half a day at most, the gate of hell will be subject to a horrific attack.
Can a small gate of hell really withstand the wrath from heaven?
After the gate of hell is destroyed, the war will soon sweep through the ten cities of Tianzhu.
And going to Beijing...
In other words, this waning old man may have to withstand the most acute attack.
Is it worth it?
Zhao Hai didn't know how many times he wanted to ask these three words, but he finally endured it.
Because he already knows the answer that belongs to Zhang Ziliang.
…
At this time, Wang Ye was like a ghost in the dark night, wearing a dark ghost uniform, completely integrated with the darkness, constantly shuttling back and forth.
After going around in a circle, he finally rushed towards the gate of hell.
It's just not a rescue...
Those in the Heavenly Court would not rush directly to the gate of hell in a hurry. They would definitely make some arrangements first. What Wang Ye grabbed was this half hour.
Along the way, Wang Ye no longer knew how many bombs he had planted.
But most of these may not be effective, because these people should be flying.
There is currently no way to do air traps.
But Wang Ye still persisted in burying it, especially on the low mountain opposite Guimen Pass, which was even more densely packed.
Maybe it's useful...
Even if it's just a rare possibility.
After doing all this, Wang Ye still hid himself in the dark, and took out supernatural items with independent attack properties, and stuffed them into the hands of the ghosts around him without any explanation.
Under the stimulation of three eternal nights, the rationality of these ghosts has become lower and lower.
It is estimated that soon, they will completely forget about the so-called strength gap and become unafraid of death.
pity...
The effect will most likely not be too great.
Those ghost kings, or even the existences above ghost kings, have not appeared in the eternal night for several times. I don’t know where they are hiding and what their plans are.
Including the underworld...
Wang Ye didn't know what the underworld was planning with Zhang Ziliang.
Looking back now, Zhang Ziliang had already started preparing for the Three Eternal Nights a long time ago and isolated Wang Ye.
Leading to now...
Wang Ye didn't even know what he could do.
According to Zhang Ziliang's plan, all he needs to do is probably find a ravine, hide, and that's it.
After doing this weak, even ridiculous move, Wang Ye did not leave, but hid himself in the darkness, motionless, and even his own aura had been reduced to a minimum, with no life fluctuations.
…
"Have seen my Buddha."
Maitreya looked at the figures walking out of the depths of Lingshan Mountain and said to the three old monks leading them.
"Amitabha."
"You will be the executor of this recovery, and we will cooperate with your actions."
The three old monks looked at Maitreya with kind eyes and looked at him with a faint smile. They were very friendly and showed no airs about being Buddhas.
Behind them are Bodhisattvas and Arhats.
Although in terms of high-end strength, he is not as good as the Immortal Emperor, but the three Buddhas, put together, are really not much worse than him.
Compared with Heavenly Court, the atmosphere here in Lingshan is very harmonious.
Everyone is smiling, saying hello to each other, and is very humble.
It just looks...a little strange and uncomfortable. This smile always feels too fake.
The moment he lowered his head, Maitreya's face turned gloomy.
In the previous plan, only one Buddha statue was clearly dispatched. This was decided in advance. Unexpectedly, three people suddenly appeared, which completely disrupted some of Maitreya's plans.
Moreover, these three people seemed to have good attitudes and no airs. They were obviously Buddhas, but they showed that they obeyed the instructions of this Bodhisattva.
But this also means that no matter what the result is this time, if they win, as they have the highest combat power, they will definitely be rewarded the most, but if they lose, it will all be Maitreya's responsibility.
To put it bluntly, he is just a tool man!
These old bald asses are still as sinister as ever!
Maitreya sneered in his heart, but on the surface he was calm and frightened: "I command the three of you, but I don't dare, the young monk."
"It doesn't matter."
"Buddha still trusts you."
"good."
The three of them still had that gentle attitude, but their stance was very clear: don't care, don't say it, just do it.
After the fight, make money!
If something goes wrong, it’s your fault!
And if Maitreya really makes any plan that requires their sacrifice, I'm afraid these three will be the first to fall out. When the time comes, they won't care about whether they give orders or not. They will also give Maitreya a thumbs-up, which will affect him. Military hat.
From the fact that these Bodhisattvas they brought out were all their own people, we could already tell something about it.
Lingshan is more complicated than Heavenly Court.
The six emperors of heaven...
Each of those six has his own power, but it is relatively clear and clear, and whoever he follows is who he is.
But Lingshan...
Because except for the Buddha, the Buddhas are all about the same strength, so they are like a hodgepodge. The Buddha usually stays in seclusion and does not care about worldly affairs, which leads to many factions.
for example...
Buddha A, Buddha B, and Buddha C formed a force.
But secretly, Buddha B, Buddha C, and Buddha D are another secret force.
Buddha A, Buddha C, and Buddha D are also related to each other.
Just like what Yong Ye said before, one dormitory, four people, five groups...
Even Maitreya has not thoroughly studied the power of these old bald donkeys until now. In short...interest comes first.
But as it happens...
From the information Maitreya knew, these three happened to have a private chat group... No, there was a small force.
These Bodhisattvas are usually close to these three people.
It feels like three eternal nights are just like this. Are you here to pick fruits?
Miroku took a deep breath and quickly regained his composure.
"What do we need to do now?"
One of the old monks looked at Maitreya and asked.
Maitreya smiled and shook his head: "We...do nothing."
"Don't do it?"
The three old monks were startled for a moment and glanced at each other subconsciously. Obviously they didn't understand, but they were still safe and did not directly question him. They were just waiting for Maitreya's next words.
"Yes." Maitreya continued: "A force called the Heavenly Group has been established in the mortal world. They have just issued a declaration of war. If nothing else happens, the Heavenly Court will have already killed that girl because of her temperament."
(Third update, I tried my best. When I wrote the last chapter, I felt that my vision was blurred. My eyes were no longer my own. I couldn’t see anything clearly, only shadows. I wish everyone a happy Mid-Autumn Festival!)
