The surroundings were deserted, and the locator glowed faintly to guide the direction. Wang Sheng's heart sank. The distance between Gu She and him was constantly stretching. The locator could only guide a specific direction within a hundred miles. Once the distance was exceeded, it would

Disappear light.

Finally, after a while, the light of the locator slowly disappeared, and the light arrow turned into a talisman and fell down. There was another crack on it, leaving only one chance to use it.

Shaking his head, Wang Sheng took back the talisman. Through the guidance of the previous direction, he had roughly figured out the direction Gu She was going to go. She seemed to have a target to guide her and never changed her direction. As long as she moved in the direction, she would eventually be found.

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But at this time, Wang Sheng felt a warmth in his palms, raised his hand, and the small white jade Buddha statue emitted white light again.

"We wholeheartedly submit to Patriarch Huiming and pray for the Patriarch's divine power to protect my pure land and eliminate disasters and resolve difficulties."

"Pray for the divine power of the ancestor, pray for the arrival of the ancestor!"

Wang Sheng squinted his eyes, and as expected, the sound came out, and he raised his head as if aware of it.

High in the cracked sky in the distance, thin golden light gathered together, and a hazy silhouette of a human head slowly emerged. The nose, mouth, and eyes emerged one by one. At the end, the golden figure suddenly opened its eyes.

Look straight at Wang Sheng.

"Pray for the divine power of the Patriarch, pray for the arrival of the Patriarch!" The voice in his heart suddenly became louder. Wang Sheng's heart was throbbing. He suddenly felt that all the cells in his body were activated, and an inexplicable energy was slowly condensing in his body from an unknown space.

"Amitabha!" The phantom with the human head murmured, and the faint voice spread throughout the pure land. Then he closed his eyes and slowly disappeared. At the same time, the light of the small white jade Buddha statue in Wang Sheng's palm disappeared.

It happened again! And in reality!

Wang Sheng felt solemn in his heart. Now, he could finally confirm that the phantom was him!

In addition, the voice calling in his heart was indeed him, and it was not the role of the small white jade Buddha statue. In other words, the small white jade Buddha statue was just a medium that connected him to the Buddhism here.

Wang Sheng recalled the scene when he met the abbot of Zhengjue Temple before. He didn't say it out loud at the time, but he definitely wanted to call himself the Patriarch.

Patriarch Huiming! A disciple of Taoism!

He vaguely realized that Shaolin seemed to know his identity for some reason, and like a great master, they recognized him as their ancestor and summoned him in some unknown way.

His heart was trembling, not because of fear or nervousness, but because he instinctively expected something.

Shaolin summoned him definitely because of the Shaolin crisis. Perhaps he was expecting to use his power to help solve the enemy, but he himself knew some of the information and understood the complexity of the situation at hand. His only idea was to complete the task as soon as possible, as soon as possible.

Get away.

Therefore, he was afraid of avoiding Shaolin affairs, let alone taking the initiative to get involved.

Calming his mind, he continued to chase Gu She in the direction. He felt a sense of urgency in his heart, and his speed inevitably increased, but he still could not make the locator light up again. Instead, the call in his heart kept ringing, getting louder and louder.

It was clear that Wang Sheng was a little helpless. These bald donkeys really didn't give up. After a while, he raised his head again as if he felt something.

The golden light in the sky condensed again, and Wang Sheng's head gathered again, and he opened his eyes and looked straight to this side, as if guiding him in the direction.

After a few breaths, the golden light disappeared, and Wang Sheng breathed a sigh of relief, but he was suddenly stunned. He seemed to have overlooked some important information.

This virtual image is so high that it is impossible for him to be the only one to see it, so how will people who know him react when they see this virtual image, such as Gu She, Yan Chixia, and even the old demon of Heishan!

Moreover, his eyes were looking straight at him. Wasn't this revealing his position to others?

Once he thought about it clearly, Wang Sheng broke out in cold sweat, and then he changed direction without hesitation and used his magical foot power with all his strength. He tried his best to stay calm in his heart, hoping that his idea was wrong!

But it backfired!

"Haha, I didn't expect to see you, little bald donkey. It seems that your identity is really unusual." The voice was calm, but it sounded like the sigh of death to my ears.

Wang Sheng's whole body tensed up, and Shen Zu Tong instantly switched to Cloud Climbing Technique and flew into the sky, while at the same time a sword energy was shot behind him.

"I haven't seen you for a few days, but your little bald donkey's sword energy seems to be purer." The voice got closer and closer, and it seemed to be ringing in his ears.

Wang Sheng turned around and looked, and a figure in black robes came into view. He was strolling leisurely, keeping a distance of three meters from himself, and flew high into the sky together.

"Old Monster of Montenegro!" Wang Sheng said every word as he flew backwards, trying to distance himself from the Old Demon of Montenegro.

The old Black Mountain demon still looked calm. He glanced at the sky and said, "It's a good idea to lead me to the space crack there, but you may not have a chance."

At this time, Wang Sheng looked at him in a black robe and suddenly thought of something. He said tentatively: "You are a clone."

The old Black Mountain demon was a little surprised. Then he realized what Wang Sheng meant and said strangely: "So what if you have a clone? Do you still want to defeat me with that sword-controlling move?"

Sure enough, it was a clone! Wang Sheng was overjoyed. He stopped flying upside down and quickly approached the old Black Mountain demon. He shouted loudly, "How will you know if you don't try!" At the same time, a sword energy was activated in his hand.

The old demon of Montenegro shook his head, "I also want to try your sword control skills again, but unfortunately, it's better to fight quickly at this time." As he said, he stretched out one hand forward, with his five fingers slightly bent, "Forbidden!"

The voice is flat.

Wang Sheng's body stopped uncontrollably, and his face was stunned, as if something extremely puzzling had happened to him.

The old Black Mountain demon calmly retracted his palm and said, "This space-sealing magical power that I have learned is used on you for the first time. You should be lucky."

Space sealed magical power! Wang Sheng's body seemed to fall out of control and fell into the sky. The old Black Mountain demon nodded with satisfaction. He stepped lightly and appeared next to Wang Sheng. He was about to pick up the little bald donkey. He had better leave here quickly. He must be with

There are many people who came here just like me.

Now he can be sure that the little bald donkey is indeed closely related to the Pure Land space. The golden shadow before was indeed the face of the little monk, and the direction pointed by his eyes was correct. He just didn't know what the specific connection was and whether it could help him seize the opportunity.

Get that thing.

But at this moment, he suddenly felt that the edge was approaching, and not just one or two, but dozens or hundreds of edges were approaching!

And the little bald donkey in front of him was looking at him with a smile but not a smile. At the same time, he held an obviously unusual sword energy in his hand and stabbed his chest, blocking the magical power and losing it!

"The only thing to blame is your bad luck, old monster!"

Wang Sheng did not expect that the old demon of Black Mountain could not use any magical power, so he had to use space to ban him. He had a special fate, and even Zhen Yuanzi could not ban him at first, let alone the old demon of Black Mountain.

He released the sword energy in his hand, without giving the Black Mountain Old Demon time to react. Dozens of sword energy that had been prepared around him surged in. Like chopping melons and vegetables, the Black Mountain Demon's body was divided into streaks of black energy.
Chapter completed!