With the Heavenly Court and Lingshan returning to peace again, Wang Ye finally walked out of the tree.
With a little helplessness, Wang Ye looked up to the sky and lamented: "Three of the clones I finally saved up were just lost..."
That tragic sound brings tears to those who hear it.
But in the next second, Wang Ye still maintained a pained expression and waved his hand.
A pile of human skin appeared in his hand.
The quantity is probably like...the kind of A4 paper that printers sell, the kind that comes in a big pack.
To put it simply, it is a pack of five hundred sheets.
"Unfortunately, my current mental power can only control a few at a time."
"Otherwise, forming a Wang Ye army would sound interesting."
As he said this, Wang Ye shook his head regretfully.
One of the human skins floated in mid-air without any wind, and its body gradually became fuller.
The face painted on it is still Maitreya's face.
The more difficult thing about this kind of clone is that you need to draw the face in advance.
To be on the safe side, Wang Ye was quite well prepared. As for Maitreya's human skin, he probably had dozens of them in stock.
so...
Wang Ye calls himself a painter, which is okay.
If the painting skills of this thing are too poor, it won't work. It will be easy for others to spot the clues.
And this latest Maitreya skin has a bit of free and easy air, casually put on a monk's robe, and then walked towards the direction of Lingshan.
There is a saying that goes well.
Repeated defeats and battles.
Sooner or later, he will stand on top of the world.
Strong people come out of failure.
And he, Wang Ye, is not afraid of this!
…
"I have to get down to business."
"Otherwise, there will really be three thousand Buddhist soldiers..."
Wang Ye was only halfway through speaking when he paused, looking a little thoughtful, and finally gritted his teeth: "You can't be a nanny for the rest of your life."
"If the God Burial City cannot withstand the strength of this lineup, maybe I can really go find Yang Chen to implement Plan A."
In this way, Wang Ye returned to the tree that had just run several hundred meters away and merged into it.
But before falling asleep, he still took out a clone, um... a Canaanite face, and disappeared into the wasteland in a hurry.
…
"Dharmakaya Buddha Order!"
"You will wake up today and fight for Lingshan again!"
A middle-aged monk naturally had a sinister look on his face, floating in the air, located at the back of Lingshan Mountain, looking at the golden lake at his feet, and shouted!
As his voice fell, the lake water continued to surge.
A monk with golden skin floated out of the lake, sat cross-legged, and opened his eyes almost at the same time.
There are also long sticks placed beside him.
However, there was no color fluctuation in their pupils, and they were a little dull. They stood up numbly, and in less than a minute, three arrays were formed.
"Gather at the main entrance of Lingshan."
"Ready to go!"
After leaving these words, the middle-aged monk hurried back with an expression on his face.
As one of the leading Buddhas this time, he also has his own preparations.
After receiving the order, the three thousand Buddhist soldiers divided into formations in an orderly manner and walked towards the gathering place in silence without making any sound.
The only thing that's a little strange is...
These Buddhist soldiers look lifeless.
About an hour later.
Three Buddhas, six Bodhisattvas, twelve Arhats, and three thousand Buddhist soldiers all gathered in the sky above Lingshan Mountain.
Waves of strong aura soared into the sky, attracting attention.
Obviously, they did not hide their thoughts. This time, they wanted to establish Lingshan's prestige and show the power of Lingshan to the world, so as to take this opportunity to gather believers.
Based on previous experiences, Dharmakaya Buddha also arranged for five Buddhas to wait at Lingshan to provide support at any time.
Anyway...
This battle is about a crushing victory.
Otherwise, if Tianzhu had done so many things that were disrespectful to Lingshan and still remained unscathed, then Lingshan would have no prestige at all.
Since you are so stubborn, I will kill the mosquitoes with cannons.
I will use absolute strength to kill you abruptly.
If three Buddhas are not enough, eight Buddhas will be left. If eight Buddhas are not enough, all the people will be dispatched, creating a chaotic scene.
If this was stopped by Tianzhu, it would only prove that this was not an existence that Lingshan could afford to offend before Buddha returned, and he would not take the blame if he lost.
So, on this day, the entire wasteland was filled with visions.
Witnessing the golden light filling the sky, countless gods and Buddhas stepped on golden lotuses with thousands of Dharma signs, heading straight to the capital.
In the void.
Wang Ye's Canaan clone looked at this scene, observed it carefully for a moment, and said thoughtfully: "This lineup should be able to withstand it."
"If you can't stand it..."
"It would be really troublesome on my own."
After saying that, the clone quietly retreated.
I have to say that at a certain moment, Wang Ye, Zhao Hai, Lu Qing, including Yang Yun, had a tacit understanding.
They all put all the burden on their shoulders.
They may still be expecting others besides themselves to step forward at critical moments, but they will never put all their hopes on others.
The first reaction is that the only person I believe in is myself.
Except Zhang Ziliang...
He really dared to trust his teammates. He just let it go, and he couldn't say that he didn't care. No one knew what he had prepared until the last moment.
Go to Beijing.
"If there is any movement, it should be someone coming from Lingshan."
"It's very strong, I can't stand it."
"What to do?"
Li Xinghe's call came, and as soon as Zhao Hai answered it, Li Xinghe's voice was heard.
"Do not care."
"It's not a serious attack, it's just a tentative attack."
"Heaven is also watching the fire from the other side."
"Do what you have to do."
"if you serious you lose."
After saying that, Zhao Hai hung up the phone, took a deep breath, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and said to himself: "It really hurts."
He stood up, glanced at the strange scene outside the window, returned to his seat with a normal expression, and fell into busyness again.
And the other side.
The three Buddhas at the head of the army that had just arrived in Beijing looked at the scene in front of them and frowned slightly.
Although Shangjing looks like before, the earth's veins seem to be connected to the city. They look ethereal and appear and disappear. The most important thing is that they have a very clear intuition. If they take the initiative directly against Shangjing now, What we are about to face are all the connections of the entire land.
Unmoving as a mountain.
"There is a formation."
Wuliang Mingfo frowned and said cautiously.
Xiang Defo beside him also looked at it seriously for a moment: "Can it be cracked?"
Wuliang Mingfo shook his head: "This formation is too amazing. It completely depends on the terrain. Although I have studied the formation, I...can't solve it."
