Lin Qiye opened his mouth and was about to say something when Master Yuding turned into a stream of light and rushed towards the sky-reaching monument.
"The Golden Immortal Jade Cauldron of Great Xia, in response to the edict of Heavenly Lord, is willing to self-defeat and cultivate, to bless the people of Great Xia and peace for all eternity!"
After the words fell, the real figure of Jade Cauldron crashed into the monument. Countless divine powers surged and swept through him, and he disappeared in an instant.
At this moment, the sky-reaching stone monument has towered into the sky, and you can vaguely see the outline of the peak of the monument.
With just a little bit of divine power, this sky-reaching stone monument will reach perfection.
Lin Qiye's lips were slightly opened, and she stared at this scene in a daze, unable to say a word.
At this moment, he keenly felt that a gaze fell on him.
Lin Qiye turned around and looked.
Yang Jian stood behind the Dharma statue, his silver robe fluttering in the wind. He stared at Lin Qiye for a long time, then slowly turned his head and looked at the phantom of the black stone tablet.
A faint smile appeared on his iceberg-like face.
"So, this is the truth about my reincarnation..." There was no regret in his eyes, but a light of relief flashed in his eyes. He murmured to himself, "It's a good ending."
"A Jin...Yang Jian!"
Lin Qiye looked at that familiar face and his heart tightened. He ducked to Yang Jian's side and subconsciously stretched out his hand to grab Yang Jian's wrist.
His palm passed through it as if it were nothing, only holding a piece of nothingness.
Lin Qiye's body was shaken.
The whistling wind passed by his ears. Yang Jian, wearing a silver robe, stood in front of him, quietly looking at the struggle in his eyes, and smiled gently:
"It seems that you really care about your brother. It is really a blessing to have a brother like you in the next life.
In this case, even if you are re-entered into the calamity of reincarnation...what do you have to fear?"
He turned around and stared at the national monument with only one corner missing. He held a three-pointed two-edged sword in his hand, and his majestic back seemed to hold up the entire dark sky:
"Brother, you and I...see you in the next life."
As soon as he finished speaking, a ball of dazzling silver light erupted from his body, and his whole body turned into a stream of light, quickly rushing towards the monument to the sky.
"Yang Jian, the Erlang True Lord of Daxia, in response to the edict of Heavenly Lord, is willing to self-cultivation and bless the people of Daxia and peace forever!"
Yang Jian's voice was like rolling thunder, roaring in the sky. As his body filled the sacred monument, the last missing corner was completely made up.
boom--!!
A muffled sound was heard, and a terrifying pillar of divine power surged into the sky from the monument.
Lin Qiye's outstretched palm was hovering in mid-air. He stared blankly at the pillar of divine power soaring into the sky, motionless like a sculpture.
It was as if something was missing in his heart, suddenly becoming empty... There was pain and struggle in his confused eyes.
"Damn..."
He lowered his hands tremblingly and whispered in a voice that only he could hear.
Boom boom——!
Six consecutive beams of divine power soared into the sky from the borders of Daxia in all directions. Invisible walls of miracles were connected between many sacred monuments, gradually covering the borders of Daxia and blocking the advance of the fog.
Only in the southeast and southwest directions, there are still two pillars of divine power that have not yet appeared.
The missing pillar of divine power on the southwest side caused a gap hundreds of miles long to appear in the miraculous wall of this national monument on the Pamir Plateau. Endless fog still rolled in from the gap, and was about to completely invade the border of Daxia.
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"Those two divine monuments don't have enough divine power, so let's go quickly to support them!"
When the few Daxia gods left present saw this, their expressions suddenly changed, and without saying a word, they turned into streams of light and rushed toward the nearest southwest direction.
"Lao Sha, Brother Monkey, let's go there too!" Seeing this, the messenger from Jingtan suddenly spoke anxiously.
The golden Arhat Sha Wujing hummed, and was about to leave in the clouds, but saw the fighting Buddha standing beside him still standing in front of the fog. His pair of golden eyes were staring at the billowing black fog, and the hair on his body stood upside down.
And rise.
"Brother Monkey? What's wrong?"
"That's not right." Fighting Victory Buddha stretched out his hand to hold the golden cudgel with a solemn expression, "In this fog... something is about to come out."
As soon as the words fell, the two people were shocked at the same time and turned their heads to look at the mist.
Indistinctly, the low roar of the giant beast came from the fog. The sound became clearer and clearer, and it was getting closer and closer to the border of Daxia. Just when it was about to pass through the fog and step into Daxia, it suddenly became quiet.
Come down.
The air fell into a dead silence.
The envoy of Jingtan swallowed his saliva and was about to say something. The next moment, five huge "mysteries" roared out of the mist!
Their bodies all exude terrifying fluctuations at the peak of the "Klein" realm!
Is there really life in the fog?
This thought suddenly flashed through the mind of the golden Arhat Sha Wujing. Before he could take action to fight, an extremely thick golden cudgel had already struck those "mysterious" ones, and the bright golden Buddha light instantly shone in the sky.
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Painful roars came from the endless golden light, and their figures were quickly annihilated in the Buddha's light. When the victorious Buddha stopped, their figures had disappeared.
This stick directly beat the five "mysteries" to ashes!
The golden cudgel returned to its original size in the palm of the fighting Buddha. After destroying these "mysteries" with one stick, his expression was still not relaxed at all, and he was still staring closely at the surrounding fog.
He could feel that there were more "mysteries" entrenched in the fog outside the border, always ready for opportunities to break into Daxia.
"There seem to be a lot of evil spirits breaking in over there in the southwest."
The Jingtan messenger's eyes were stained with Buddha's light, and he stared into the distance, his brows furrowed tightly, "Brother Monkey, I'll leave this to you, Lao Sha, let's go over there to save people!"
"Okay." Dou Zhanfo Buddha squinted at the fog in front of him, "Be careful."
The Pure Altar Envoy and the Golden Arhat turned into two streams of light, soared into the sky, and killed all the way to the southwest along the rolling foggy border on the west.
They were getting closer and closer to the gap in the Miracle Wall, and a large amount of mist poured out like a tide. It had completely broken through the border of Daxia and rolled towards the hinterland.
But since the fog was partially blocked by the Wall of Miracles, the speed of the fog pouring into Daxia has increased several times like a river breaking through its embankments.
"Second Senior Brother! The fog over there has almost spread to the inhabited areas!" The golden Arhat Sha Wujing saw the distance from the corner of his eye and shouted immediately.