"I, the true Shura, have entered the scene. On the spiritual mountain, which Ashuda will come to receive death?"
Yang Xianren slowly withdrew his gaze, sighed, and looked at Shengwentian opposite.
The concubine Tiannu who just died in the battle is the only descendant of Sravaka.
Gushan has almost undergone changes. Ghosts, big and small, are scattered in all directions. Thousands of children of the mountain god of Gushan have also been lost.
Nowadays, only Concubine Tiannu is the only living and most outstanding child.
The Sravaka's eyes were as calm as water, without any trace of sadness. Perhaps this was the true face of ghosts and gods.
"My beloved disciples and confidants were killed one after another. What was Wang Fu's plan?"
Shengwen Tian glanced at the intense red. The duel between the Tongtian Bang and the Six Paths of Samsara was like a big millstone. Countless lives were invested in it, and the blood squeezed out made it even more bewitching.
"I am really impressed now. I thought that the immortals and gods were so high above others that no one could reach this realm."
【In view of the general environment,
Immortal Yang sighed, "It can be seen that at the battlefield of Lingshan, the Lord Buddha and the Lord of Nine Heavens let all the creatures in the world fall into this killing field without blinking an eye, and they are above the realm of you and me."
Each one has countless lives added to it, and then falls on the spot and turns into a name on the list.
"The Tongtian Bang has almost reached its limit in holding the lives of countless dead people on both sides."
The voice-hearing heaven analyzed, "Lord Buddha is also waiting for an opportunity."
what chance?
Naturally, this is an opportunity to break through the Tongtian List, and all the dead on it will swarm in, and the six paths of reincarnation will be completely completed.
From the Lord Buddha's point of view, the more casualties there are, the sooner his plan can be realized.
Yang Xianren hesitated for a moment and said, "Sravaka, I never ended up doing this just for your sake."
"I always firmly believe that you transcend the world and see things further away. What should you do now?"
The Sravaka shook his head, "But all living beings are as blazing as fire, burning all the time."
In his sight, a terrifyingly thick candle had exceeded the capacity of this world.
"What a ghost?"
The candle often appeared in front of his eyes, but it was never lit.
What is the other party waiting for? Who is behind this candle? Lord Buddha? Lord of the Nine Heavens? Or... a ghost?
The more he saw, the more questions he had, and the Shravaka became more cautious and reluctant to speak out.
Yang Xianren didn't ask any more questions and sighed, "Luo Xiuzhen has also begun to join the game, and the number of old friends from back then is becoming more and more scattered."
It turns out that the real Shura who fought in Jiuzhongtian on the battlefield of Lingshan was actually Luo Xiuzhen back then.
Luo Xiuzhen is the most powerful person in the Sanqing Legion, second only to Ruyi Tianjun.
However, the question arises again. The Three Treasure Heavenly Lord and the Concubine Heavenly Girl were killed one after another. It should have been Ruyi Heavenly Lord's turn. Why did the real Shura go to war, but the number two figure in the Nine Heavens was never seen?
"The battlefield between the Lord Buddha and the Lord of the Nine Heavens is not in this world, nor outside the sky, but in..."
When Shravaka stopped here, it wasn't because he didn't want to reveal it.
Rather, the nature of the space he saw dimly could not be described even with thousands of years of experience and knowledge.
However, although the two of them have high realms, they still cannot escape from this world.
The Lingshan battlefield is also a part of their respective struggles, and its importance is self-evident.
"Yangxianren, Quemutian and others have moved. You and I should go take a look too?"
The Voice heard the invitation, and the Yang Immortal nodded, "That's fine."
Lingshan battlefield...
Que Mu Tian and other immortals were amazed and even a little bit happy when they saw it.
Jiuchongtian and Buddhism are now both defeated, and many top figures have fallen.
This is undoubtedly good news. As long as this rhythm continues, the two major forces will inevitably be wiped out.
But at that time, the good opportunity that the gods had been waiting for for a long time came back with a vengeance
The moment has arrived.
The only thing is that the Lord Buddha and the Lord of the Nine Heavens have not appeared for a long time, which is missing a level of meaning.
"Look at this spiritual mountain that has been attacked so many times but still remains standing. This shows the seriousness of Buddhism's management."
The immortals who were suppressed at the foot of the mountain were struggling a lot, but there was still no sign of getting out of trouble.
"How about rescuing Duowentian and the others first?"
The immortals had a clear plan, taking advantage of Wufa's absence to break through the prison at the foot of the mountain and rescue their companions.
After all, among the Buddhists, the only existence they fear is Lord Buddha.
Whoosh whoosh!
A group of immortals from Quemutian quietly sneaked into the foot of Lingshan Mountain. Although a few three spiritual monks saw this, they were all killed without causing any commotion, and they reached the foot of the mountain smoothly and smoothly.
"Toratian, what are you waiting for? I'm here to save you."
Suddenly, Dorothea's voice sounded, "What are you doing here? It's not a good place."
But among the many prisoners, Duo Wentian looked calm, and when he saw an old friend, he even opened his mouth to say hello.
"It's a lively fight outside, so you guys are the only ones to go out."
After hearing this, Doluotian shook his head repeatedly, "If you don't go out, I won't go out. When I was about to go out, I left by myself."
As soon as he finished speaking, he used a little force to shatter the chains and scriptures that bound him. The next moment he waved and reunited, and returned to his body as before. It turned out that he had already had the strength to break free from the prison, but he had stayed here and refused to get out.
"Doluotian, have you stayed here for a long time and become accustomed to the environment here?
Doluotian shook his head, "I wanted to go out just now, but seeing how brutal the killing was outside, I decided not to go out."
"You guys should wait here too!"
Quemu Tianyi heard that it made sense. The mountain was the territory of Buddhism, and outside the mountain was the Nine Heavens. They couldn't get in anywhere.
Now that the two sides are killing each other fiercely, as the third party, it is most comfortable for them, the gods, to sit on the mountain and watch the fight between tigers and tigers.
"Torotian, step over over there and make room for me."
On the battlefield, Luo Xiuzhen killed more than a dozen Arhats one after another, and even killed two of the last Ashutos. For a time, he was arrogant in all directions, unmatched, and oppressed the monks in Lingshan to the point where they could not lift their heads.
This is a figure like a god of war, who is invincible on the battlefield.
"Who else is there? There is no one left in your Lingshan Mountain?"
The fat monk was silent, and suddenly he heard a sigh in his ears, which was full of melancholy.
The companion just now took a step forward, but the fat monk quickly stopped him, "You are crazy, that is True Shura, the number one war god in the Nine Heavens."
"I know, but this is my fate."
The fat monk watched him walk out of the mountain. This time he remembered and asked the monk next to him, "What was the name of that fellow disciple just now?"
"It seems that the Lord Buddha gave me the name, and I became a lonely monk."
The monk walked to the battlefield, and his back looked extremely small. He didn't even have the status of Arhat, and he was just a cannon fodder level existence.
When Luo Xiuzhen saw the monk, he was about to taunt him, but suddenly his heart moved, and inexplicable sadness rose in his heart.
"you……"
Lingding Monk looked at him and smiled slowly, his beautiful brows stretched out, and he raised his eyebrows as he spoke, looking very energetic.
"You finally got what you wanted. Did your dream come true?"
Luo Xiuzhen looked at him, raised his head and smiled, "Yes, things are different now, boss, you can see it too."