The tribal heroes went on a killing spree and unswervingly eliminated this group of uninvited guests, causing all the monks to flee in panic. Those who did not run fast had their souls harvested by a scythe, and their bodies fell to the ground and were trampled by people running behind. Under the spiritual power of the temple, everyone's strength was suppressed and they were unable to fly in the air.
The witch spirit walked and killed, and when he arrived near the temple, the three true kings pulled up a large formation. Before the formation was formed, it was shattered by his punch. The three people were traumatized and flew backwards.
King Donglin's heart twitched, those were all strong men of the dynasty!
"Everyone, now is not the time to sit back and watch. Allowing him to do bad things will not be good for anyone!" Donglin Tianjun invited the supreme elders of all tribes and sects, "Please join hands to destroy him!"
The Supreme Elder of Xuanling Sect responded first, "You and I will deal with him first."
"good!"
Donglin Tianjun sacrificed a sword of the acquired holy treasure level that swallowed thunder, clouds, rain and mist. The sword came out, followed by lightning and thunder, and the earth was covered with darkness, as if a black cloud swallowing the sky and the earth covered him.
The witch spirit stretched out his hand, his fingers reaching to the sky and the earth, grabbed the sword in his hand, squeezed it hard, leaving five finger prints.
Seeing this, the Supreme Elder of Xuanling held up a treasure vase with a tense face. The five qi were contained in her body, and the rays of light hung like a rainbow. She tilted the vase, shot out a ray of light, and chanted a mantra, hoping to put him into the vase. .
"Zha!" Wu Ling didn't move, but made a soul-catching sound. The vase dinged, and a crack appeared!
The heavenly kings were horrified. According to records, most of the people in this tribe were mortals, but the wizard spirits could still fight against the heavenly kings. How could they all become so powerful after turning into heroic spirits?
"Heroic spirits only act for the things they protect and will not desecrate the temple. Come into the temple and try it!" At the reminder of Guangcheng Zhenjun, they all rushed into the temple.
Sure enough, as soon as they entered the temple, the wizard stopped moving and stood stationary at the door of the temple, as if he had turned into a stone statue.
At that time, in order to speed up the opening of the temple, Wu Feiyu and Mi Qiqi recited the invocation of the gods together. The door of the temple finally opened amidst everyone's expectations, and the majestic sound of the temple filled the sky, and the mystery could not be glimpsed.
King Donglin's eyes lit up with two balls of blazing fire, and he took the first step on the divine path. The people of the three ancient tribes who had divine power or divine objects to protect themselves naturally could not fall behind and caught up.
"Let's go take a look too." Zhan Changfeng and Wu Feiyu set foot on the divine path together and headed towards the clouds.
The monks who couldn't climb the sacred road were anxious, grabbed Mi Qiqi and said, "Bring us up quickly!"
Mi Qiqi had trouble saying that her employer had clearly hinted that she was stalling for time, "Don't be anxious, don't be anxious, I have to do a ritual. The wizard must abide by the rituals when he brings his disciples to the temple for an audience."
"Hurry up, stop procrastinating!"
"Well, all the monks outside are dying, why don't you take care of them?"
"Don't interrupt!"
Mi Qiqi patted Lao Qingniu's butt and said, "Go on, go on, I'm going to cast a spell again."
Old Qingniu swung his tail and walked to the rooftop, watching the batch after batch of heroic spirits fighting with the monks, and shed a drop of cow tears.
The Zen Master of Wusheng Temple was moved when he saw Lao Niu crying. He held the lotus-shaped Dharmakaya and spoke.
The monks in the Silent Temple generally do not speak unless they have reached the spiritual level or are close to becoming a Buddha.
He spoke without making a sound, but managed to make a loud sound. He walked out of the temple and walked all the way. The soundless sound of Buddha washed away the smell of blood and rescued the suffering monks.
The other heavenly kings just swept away the snow in front of the door and said that life and death are impermanent and that fate is conceited.
When Mi Qiqi was about to lead them on the path of God, wheels rolled in the ancient forest, and a true treasure-level chariot sped over. On the chariot, King Jingyao held a jade plate of faith, his eyes were like a torch, and there was a heavenly king beside him!
Everyone was suddenly confused and puzzled. What suddenly happened was that Jingyao Dynasty had not seen anyone for a long time. It turned out that he had gone to call Tianjun.
The question is, where did Jing Yao come from? Isn’t Jing Yao the only true king who is just one step away from Lingjian?
This last step is not easy to kick. It is not expected to be promoted so quickly. Where did you invite him back from?
King Jingyao mounted his chariot and went onto the divine road, making the monks who were still there even more anxious. Mi Qiqi felt that her back was being pierced by their sight.
Zhan Changfeng and others who had already entered the temple saw a world within a world!
Behind the temple gate is not the stereotypical main hall, but a world of deep clouds and mist, scattered floating islands, and suspended rubble!
The residence of the God's Mansion does not seem to allow others to fly and escape, so there is still a profound divine power here, making people tremble with fear. They cannot fly or run fast, and can only walk down to earth.
The floating islands were connected by iron chains as thick as a baby's arm. Zhan Changfeng stepped on a chain and prepared to go to the nearest floating island to have a look. However, when she looked down through the layer of clouds under her feet, she saw endless The abyss cannot be penetrated even with the eyes of nothingness, and my heart feels cold.
"Is this where Shen Di lives?"
"Why is it a pile of junk?"
Donglin and the three ancient tribes who arrived at the first floating island first were shocked by the shabby mountain in front of them. A True Lord stretched out his hand and pushed it down. In an instant, those spiritual treasures and true treasures were piled up on a hundred-foot-high hill. The ashes flew away and a thick layer of ash fell.
I don’t know how many people’s hearts have been hurt.
"I heard that during the war ten thousand years ago, the witch spirits took all the monks' precious phantoms into the temple. I think these are the ones."
Zhan Changfeng's spiritual consciousness swept through the ashes on the ground. The Taixuan Palace's sacred treasure, the Eternal Soul Banner, which has been talked about by Zhenjun Guangcheng, should be here. Why is it missing?
Normally, a noble phantom would be useless if it had been idle for ten thousand years, and it would not be surprising if it turned into ashes. However, as the innate holy treasure is an immortal treasure, it should not break down.
She didn't notice the Soulless Flag, nor did she care about it. She wasn't the one who should be worried about it.
Once the dilapidated mountain blocking the entrance to the floating island was removed, a heart-stirring sight appeared, including towering ten thousand-year-old trees, elves growing in the sacred earth medicine garden, and vitality transforming into liquid to bathe the sky. Understand the principles and laws.
This place seems to be quite close to the great road. The heaven and earth are very clear. After a long time, it feels like I am about to achieve enlightenment and ascend. I am afraid that even the great world with strong vitality and clear great road cannot compare with it.
In the blink of an eye, the spiritual fruits on the ancient trees, the fairy grass in the medicine garden, and even the golden spiritual jade bricks used to build the road were all stripped away.
The person who was picking up the gold jade bricks was still mumbling, "We are wasting everything we have in nature, we are wasting everything we have in nature. A piece of it is a real treasure, but it is used as a stepping stone!"
Wu Feiyu immediately pulled Zhan Changfeng to another place, "Given the situation of the locusts crossing the border, we can only take photos to commemorate them as we follow them."
"Calm down, just think of it as a matter of perspective." There is a group of heavenly kings and true kings here, so it's their turn.
Even so, they jumped over this floating island and headed towards another uninhabited floating island.
There are about a thousand floating islands, but the iron chains connecting each island are not messy. If you look down from a high altitude, they look like a big net, and an island is at a node.
Under the net, there is an invisible abyss. It stares at the monks walking on it, but makes them subconsciously ignore it.
