Chapter 2061: Western Holy Land

Once again, I will take away a place of burial, and the sable will go to the western continent.

This continent has been visited by Zi Zi. There is a region called Xi Mo, there is a Buddhism sect, and the good and evil monks of Zi Yan are there.

This area of ​​the world's burial place is in the West Desert and belongs to the sphere of Buddhism.

The purple scorpion came directly to the burial place and leaned over to look at the burial place below.

At the moment, in front of the burial place, there are also a lot of monks, and even some old-fashioned squatters, who seem to be waiting for the opening of the burial place.

Unlike other places of sanctuary, the opening here is irregular, sometimes separated by several years, sometimes every two years, the longest will not exceed five years, relatively speaking, the frequency of its opening is still relatively very high.

The arrival of the sable has not caused much attention, because there is often a chance to come to luck.

After seeing the purple scorpion, many people's eyes were removed. Only a few heavens and eyes flashed a confusing eye. Then two people came forward and walked toward the purple sable. One of them was a monk and one The position is the old man who is old.

"It seems that it is another person to find a union." Not far from it, some heavens muttered.

Entering the land of burial, there is also a serious danger during the period. If some heavens cooperate, the possibility of success is even greater.

But before the two men walked to the front of the purple sable, the purple scorpion looked at the burial sanctuary in front of him: "The Promise Purple Sorrow seeks to see the Holy Land Guardian!"

This voice formed a strange sound wave, spreading toward the front, and the two heavens that came straight, just in this ripple, the faces of the two men changed immediately and flashed toward the side.

The former monks who did not care were raised their heads and looked at the purple eyes. The eyes flashed and the face was shocked.

"The Promise, Zi Yan!"

Hearing this low drink, this previously familiar figure finally calmed down with the stalwart figure in memory, and all kinds of screams sounded.

Everyone’s eyes are staring at the purple eyes and the face is shocked.

"What?" A low voice came from the land of the burial.

"Take the Suzaku Saint Order, take the White Tiger Holy Land and move to this place, and go to the Promise!"

During the speech, there was a red-hot token in the hands of Zi Yan.

Over the land of the burial sanctuary, the space was distorted, and a young man emerged from it. As soon as he appeared, the deep chilling gas spread out.

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Many years ago, Xi Mo called it Buddhism, but with the birth of the Buddha, with many inheritance being brought by the Buddha, Buddhism officially changed its name to Buddhism.

The Buddha's patriarch of today is the former Buddha, the famous and noble monk who is not weaker than the purple.

In West Desert, his reputation is even louder than the purple.

At this moment, the good and evil monks are kneeling in the Buddha's main hall, in their bodies, sometimes flashing golden light, sometimes flashing black light, their look will be solemn, kind and eye-catching, a fierce evil, cruel and killing.

"The Sovereign." With an anxious voice, suddenly came from outside the temple.

The change of the whole body disappeared, and the monk who opened his eyes became a kind-hearted person again. He looked at the temple door and said, "What is it?"

His treasure is solemn, and his body is full of Buddha's light. He is like a sorghum, full of sadness and sorrow, and cherishes the great compassion of the world.

"The Promise is to take away the land of the burial." The voice of the outside world rang again.

"What?" In the eyes of the monk, the Buddha's light dissipated and compassion gradually disappeared.

"People of the Promise, you must move the land of the burial sanctuary to the Promise."

"presumptuous!"

A roar roared from the hall, and the compassion in the eyes of the monk disappeared completely. He stood up directly, and the Buddha's body was surging. His expression gradually became cold and cold: "The little one is a Promise, and he dares to come here to pay attention to the Lord Buddha. The courage! Which is the little scorpion in the Promise? Tell them, even if it is the Promise of the Promise, don’t dare to come to the site of Lord Buddha!"

The rolling sound came out, the hall opened automatically, and a powerful atmosphere filled the four weeks.

At the same time, the voice of the monk is also echoing throughout the Buddhism. This vulgar tone is also contrary to the Buddha's argument. So many old monks, only in the bottom of my heart, silently recited Amitabha, pretending not to hear.

Standing outside the door stood a relatively young monk, seeing the good and evil monks coming out, he immediately married, but the expression was a little hesitant.

"Where is the land of burial, is it that you can move it? What kind of scorpion is the person who came?" The monk glanced at the monk outside the temple.

"Yes... Promise of the Promise!"

"What? Purple!" The monk’s eyes sighed and asked: "Which purple?"

"The Promise of the Promise"! The other party repeats again.

"Damn, this guy is not in the war-fighting continent, how come here? And, dare to call the Lord Buddha's idea, no, hurry to see. The place of the burial sanctuary is the Buddha, no one wants to take it away. ”

While speaking, the expression of the monk showed little excitement and immediately swept away from the Buddha.

"Boom!"

At this time, the earth began to tremble, and the sound of the rumble sounded through the sky.

For a time, the old Buddhas who were still in retreat opened their eyes and their huge spiritual thoughts spread out.

The same as the heavens, these old ladies because of the practice of the exercises, their spiritual thoughts are very large, plus the place of the burial sanctuary is not very far from the Buddha, so these spiritual thoughts immediately explored, the land of the burial The change, and the place where the burial sanctuary, the one that shocked the dynasty of an era.

"Really is the purple lord!"

"The land of burial is really shrinking!"

"What did the purple scorpion do, is it really necessary to take away the burial place?"

"The land of burial, once inhabited by the saints, although the saints have now left, but they are definitely not to take them."

In the previous conversation, these old ladies almost listened to their ears, but did not care.

In the case of the burial place, they are very clear. They must be careful even when they enter the heavens. If they exist, they don’t know how many years, how can they say it?

But now, under the cover of the spirit, they have all changed their minds after they have realized that they are indeed in the shrinking sanctuary.

"At this moment, the Holy Land is shrinking, and the big dragon that is under the ground is not..."

Just in the moment when this old whisper sounded, I heard only a dragon from the bottom of the earth ringing, and the sound spread throughout the western continent.

Then, a sound blast appeared, the spiritual power began to riot, and a storm formed entirely by spiritual power was about to be staged.

In the West Desert, the spiritual power is too rich, some become spar, and some become drizzle, falling on the desert.

With the rich spiritual irrigation, the entire West Desert is naturally green, making the desert an oasis almost instantly.

This film directly triggered the vibration of a continent, causing all the forces on the continent to shake and then find its roots.

Outside the burial place, the former monk had already receded far away, and looked at it with shock.

"Purple!"

A roar of resounding through the heavens and the earth, a golden light shining from here.

Among the golden light, there is a strong breath, and when it passes, the space is constantly distorted, and the monk rushes over like this, and it looks like an imposing manner.

Looking back at the purple sable, seeing the monk, seeing the suffocation contained in the other's eyes, can not help but smile: "You are arrogant, it seems to be owed!"

Above the Scorpio, there was a rumbling rumble. This sound was like a thunderous resounding sound, and even overshadowed the sound of the earth's vibration. The good and evil monks punched.

The void is filled with the punch of dazzling golden light, but it is not terrible, but it is full of divine compassion.

This is the magic of Buddha.

Everyone is wide-eyed, looking up at the sky, and then the battle between the purple and the good and evil monks is obviously more attractive than the change of the land of burial.

The purple scorpion is full of golden light, the two are golden energy, the monk is sacred and compassionate, and the purple scorpion is violent destruction, which belongs to two extremes.

The response of Zi Yan is also a punch.

Golden fists, tearing the sky, went straight to the monk.

"boom!"

Two fists collided, the terrible energy burst open instantly, and a golden energy 涟漪 began to spread in all directions, and all the voids were broken.

The purple scorpion stands in the same place, and the smile on the face is not reduced.

The shape of the monk is a sway, forcing the body to not retreat, a pair of eyes stunned and looked at the sable, saying: "You seem to be stronger!"

"Of course……"

In front of the monk, Zi Yan was very proud of her smile and prepared to say that she was the first person in the world, but the monk then said: "But it is worse than me."

For the monk's big words, Zi Yan is just a smile, watching the latter only after a blow, but no longer the means, I know that the other side has a taboo.

"What are you doing?" The swaying hand waved without a trace, and the monk looked at the narrowed burial place in front of him, and the pupils shrank.

"Bring this thing back, put it in the Promise, and then manage it in unison!" Zi Yan said.

"Bring back, can you really take this holy place?" The monk seemed unbelievable.

"That is, of course, look at this, Suzaku Saint Order! Tell you, I can not only return the Holy Land, but also cancel all the tests in it, and take out all the Heavenly Soldiers and the Heavenly Way."

In front of the monk, Zi Yan does not need to control his emotions. After taking out the Zhuque, he is proud to show off.

"Hey!"

A golden light flashed, and the monk came to the purple.

"What are you doing, this is a holy order, and you dare to grab it?" The purple monk is holding a monk, his hand is turned over, and the Suzaku sacred order disappears.

"What are you talking about?" The monk stared at the purple.

"That is of course! This is agreed by the saints, and these holy places suppress the dragon veins, it is time for the dragon to be born." Zi Yan said.

"Then you must not only get this holy place, right?" asked the monk.

"That is of course ~www.readwn.com~ after the four great holy places, will be in the Promise. Want to find opportunities, go to the Promise!" Zi Yan proudly said.

"You guy, dare to monopolize, no, you have to give me one, don't give me, I won't finish with you!" During the talk, the monk rushed toward the purple scorpion, and at the same time jumped up and wanted to hug the purple .

"Go away!"

The purple screams and screams, and the energy of the whole body fluctuates, directly bounces the coming monk.

"The thief is bald, you give me death!"

The voice of the purple cicada is resounding, and the energy of the whole body is constantly oscillating.

"No, unless you promised to give me a holy place!" The monk's body, the energy is also swaying, not to get up to the purple sable.

"You are arrogant, this is a holy place. There are only four in the whole Tianwu continent. I will give you one. What do you think of this?"

The monks below, looking at the scorpio near the petrified, almost the most powerful existence, are carrying out such childish competition.