Lingshan Mountain in the West Desert is solemn and peaceful. .org
It is like a giant Buddha sitting cross-legged, with countless divine radiances, the Buddha's light shines everywhere, and the sound of the bells and bells is resounding.
This is a Buddhist holy mountain.
According to legend, Emperor Buddha once meditated here and realized the supreme Dharma.
Since then, Buddhist believers have regarded this mountain as a Buddhist holy place and worshiped devoutly every day.
It is the symbol of the Western Desert. It is like the Buddha who stood on this land eons ago, praying for all living beings, receiving thoughts from all sentient beings, and spreading Buddhism. From this, Buddhist Zen can be carried forward.
The sky has just brightened, and Lingshan is already crowded with people.
People from all over the world come here to listen to the Dharma and respect the great Buddhist emperor.
Outside Lingshan, there was also a huge crowd.
If you look carefully, you can see that someone is fighting, and the roar is loud.
On one side is the prince of the demon clan, who is like the unparalleled demon king, with his feet on the demon sea and his back on the wild land.
One side is a thundering battle body, and the man is like a god of war, looking down at the heaven and the earth.
The battle between the two was quite violent, with thunderous thunder in the sky, deafening, and the sky and the earth turned pale in shock.
"Is that the thunder battle body?" The monks who arrived later looked at the battle body from afar with sparkling eyes.
"The result is that he will swallow mountains and rivers with anger."
"Xuanhuang Continent is full of talented people!"
"I really underestimated him." Fang Xutian, the son of the God Clan, smiled faintly, his eyes filled with amusement.
"In the eyes of this king, he is nothing." The demon god son sneered, his anger overwhelming.
"Brother Imperial, the fighting body is not simple!" A white woman on one side of the crowd whispered.
If Ye Chen were here, he would definitely recognize this woman. Isn't she the Phoenix Fairy from the Phoenix Clan
She is here too, and the royal brother he calls is, needless to say, the divine son of the Phoenix clan.
The Son of God Phoenix laughs in amusement, his divine body is powerful, he looks down at the heaven and earth, "I can destroy him by raising my hand."
"They are all clowns." The craziest thing is the son of the immortal clan, who smiles playfully, like an immortal king, reigning over the nine heavens, his immortal eyes are deep and boundless, overlooking all directions.
"Just like in the previous life, the atmosphere is overwhelming." Ye Chen came with a smile on his face. The thunder battle body that fought with the demon clan god son, at this moment, he was extremely sure that the battle body was the reincarnation of Xiao Chen.
The son of the War King is definitely the pinnacle of existence in his hometown, on par with all the kings of the Chu Dynasty. When the demons invaded, he also defended with his blood, and in the near sublimation, he came to a glorious end.
Whether it is Da Chu or this Xuanhuang, the son of the War King has not disgraced the reputation of his ancestors.
Ye Chen smiled happily, Xiao Chen did indeed have a face for Da Chu, and his bloodline was unparalleled in his dominance. His divine treasure was vast and majestic, making his ancient holy blood also agitate, which was very extraordinary. Yawen Romance.org
Xiao Chen's cultivation level is very gratifying. He is at the saint level. This talent is absolutely heaven-defying.
Looking at the demon clan's supreme son of God, the one who was fighting with him, with a ferocious face, had also been promoted to a saint. He completely integrated the origin and the divine treasure, and his combat power far exceeded that of the ancient ruins of the past.
"You're far behind." Ye Chen sneered, very confident in Xiao Chen, enough to crush him.
He did not immediately unblock Xiao Chen, but looked elsewhere.
There are quite a few acquaintances here.
He saw the Son of God and the Son of Demon among the crowd.
When we meet again, the former enemies have all advanced to the level of saints, and their combat power has also increased dramatically.
When he saw Phoenix Son of God and Fengxian, a cold light flashed in his eyes.
Especially towards Fengxian, he could no longer restrain his murderous intention.
If it hadn't been for her, there wouldn't have been the bloody battles at the Yaochi Festival, the Eastern Wasteland Ancient City, and the ancient ruins.
It was she who summoned Jinwu and Kunpeng to intercept and kill his old friend in the southern region, causing even greater carnage. Kunpeng and Jinwu went crazy and caused mass killings, and many reincarnated people died as a result.
"You have plotted against me over and over again. If you come today, you don't have to leave." Ye Chen snorted coldly.
He had made up his mind to kill Fengxian. Because of her, he gave Fengxian enough face and held back several times, but the other party was still unscrupulous. If so, he would pay the price with blood.
More and more people gathered, including many of his old friends, such as the Nine Immortals of the Emperor's Family.
She doesn't seem to have grown up, she still looks like a girl.
Everyone around her felt unnatural. This little girl was so fierce.
The youngest saint in Xuanhuang, she was the first one who dared to hunt down the Southern Emperor.
She didn't notice Zhou Fang's strange gaze, and looked at Xiao Chen with big eyes, "He's very handsome!"
Ye Chen glanced at the Little Nine Immortals, then looked away and saw the Son of God of the Dragon Clan, the Son of the Witch Clan, the Son of the Barbarian Clan, the Goddess of the Ancient Clan and the Goddess of the Spirit Clan, all running towards him.
Five people are a bunch, and everyone in Xuanhuang knows that.
As long as there is a god son of the Dragon Clan, there must be a Goddess of the Spirit Clan behind him. When the Goddess of the Spirit Clan arrives, the God Son of the Witch Clan will follow, followed by the Goddess of the Ancient Clan, and the big man of the Barbarian Clan God Son will definitely be there.
"It's Yaochi, why didn't you come?" The Dragon Clan's Son of God's dragon eyes flashed, he looked around, but he didn't see his favorite Dongshen Yaochi, he was a little disappointed, his feelings were in vain.
"Yao Chi, I am enough." The goddess of the Spirit Clan curled her lips and became jealous.
"Long Jie, why don't you go home? You will be there everywhere." The face of the God of the Wu Clan was very dark.
"If you keep talking, believe it or not, I will beat you up." The goddess of the Spirit Clan glared at the Son of God of the Witch Clan.
"Don't scare him, my aunt has a bad temper." The goddess of the ancient tribe quit.
"Who has a similar temper to him?"
"I'm not afraid of fighting." The barbarian god son stepped forward with a big body, which was very eye-catching.
"You go away." The witch god son scolded.
"Hey!"
The fight on the other side was fierce, and the smell of gunpowder on their side was also strong.
People from all over looked at it with their mouths agape, these sons and maidens of gods are really good at playing, and everyone is weird.
Ye Chen also wanted to laugh, but he didn't pay much attention. He was still looking around, and found the Son of God from the Soul Clan and the Son of God from the Demon Clan in the crowd. Without exception, they were all his damn enemies.
What frightened him the most was the ethereal nothingness, with a black shadow looming.
That is the Divine Body of Nirvana, and he is here too. The divine dragon sees its head but not its tail, making it difficult for people to guard against it.
The Emperor also came, dressed in disguise, drained of his breath and blood, and stood in the crowd.
There is also the Western Lord, whose true appearance appears, with a majestic appearance and a bright Buddhist aura behind his head.
After Xizun, there is a woman of unparalleled beauty, the most beautiful woman in Xuanhuang Beiyue.
That was the Northern Saint. Once he appeared, he attracted attention from all directions. His appearance was not inferior to that of Yaochi.
There were sighs. Before the ancient ruins, everyone in the world thought that the North Saint of Xuanhuang was a man. If not for the holy body, no one would have known that the North Saint was a woman and a peerless beauty.
Ye Chen coughed dryly and felt uncomfortable all over. He was embarrassed when he thought about the scene of Beisheng stripping naked that night.
"Eh? Prince Xuanwu?" When Ye Chen coughed dryly, someone in the crowd was surprised.
Hearing this, Ye Chen put away his embarrassed thoughts and looked to one side, where four figures had come together.
It was indeed Xuanwu. Beside him were Prince White Tiger, Prince Qinglong and Princess Suzaku.
Ye Chen was surprised that many of the tribes in the Southern Territory had returned to their ancestral land, but he didn't expect them to be like Kui Niu and the others who ran out. Most of them came out to experience. How could they grow without going through wind and rain
The four of them have also attracted attention from all sides. They are all princes and princesses of wealthy families. Their ancestors have all been emperors. None of them are ruthless characters. They bring their own glory wherever they go. Their backgrounds are indeed very powerful.
White Tiger and Prince Xuanwu were okay, but Prince Qinglong and Princess Suzaku looked unhappy.
What Prince Qinglong is looking at is the son of the Dragon Clan. There is a Qinglong and a Canglong. Their ancestors are both ancestral dragons from the ancient times, but they are two branches of blood. There have been grievances since ancient times, and they are not shallow.
As for Princess Suzaku, she glanced coldly at the Son of Phoenix and Fengxian. They were both ancestors of the same ancestor, Yuan Feng. Since ancient times, they all had their grudges.
Ye Chen chuckled and stared at the young man in purple robe coming from the sky.
That was Prince Qilin, also known as the Southern Emperor.
He also came and became a saint as he wished, but he never returned to his ancestral land with the Qilin tribe.
His arrival made Beisheng very embarrassed.
In the ancient ruins of the past, Nan Di was beaten inexplicably because of that bitch Ye Chen.
"After we're done, let's talk some more." Nan Di looked at Bei Sheng with a smile.
"What are you talking about? We don't have time." Bei Sheng retorted directly, and his temper became hot at first sight.
"I'm free, let's chat." Xiao Jiuxian laughed, his big eyes twitching.
"You little girl, I haven't settled the score with you yet?" Nan Di glanced at Xiao Jiu Xian. In the past, he was chased all the way to the Kunlun Banquet in Zhongzhou by Di Jiu Xian. He was very embarrassed.
There was no way, he was a quasi-sage at that time, and the Nine Emperor Immortals were saints. He couldn't do it, so he had to run away.
Now, as both saints, they must find their place.
Hey, Xiao Jiuxian didn't take it seriously. When it came to fighting, she had never been timid. Who was afraid of whom
Ye Chen was still scanning the heavens. Xizun, Nandi, Northern Saint and Zhonghuang had all arrived, but the only one missing was the nerd from Dongshen Yaochi, well, that was the reincarnation of Ji Ningshuang.
"Are you looking for a place to read again?" Ye Chen touched his chin, and the erotic scene in Canglan Realm appeared again in the sea of mind, "Bao Buqi is sharpening his knife at home and is ready to fuck me."
I don’t know what his expression would be like if he knew that Ji Ningshuang was in Wangchuan right now.
I don't know if he would be frightened to pee on the spot if he knew that Ji Ningshuang had recovered her memory.
There were people coming from all directions, many of them monsters, who overshadowed the battle body and the monster clan’s divine son.
"Xizun, Southern Emperor, Northern Saint, Zhonghuang, Son of God and Goddess of Nine Ancient Tribes, Son of Phoenix God, Divine Body of Annihilation, Prince and Princess of Southern Royal Family, Nine Immortals of the Emperor, War Body, Son of Soul Clan, Son of Demonic God..." Some people counted them carefully, sighing and smacking their tongues, there were so many evildoers.
"Why don't you see Dongshen Yaochi?"
"It's a pity that there is no ancient holy body, and there are no Kunpeng and Golden Crow Crown Prince who were killed."
"There are also the disciples of the Sword God and the goddess of the Alchemy Palace."
"It would be really exciting if Kunlunxu and the Goddess Anxi of the Great Xia Dynasty also come."
"The stars are shining brightly, and the golden trend is coming!"
"This era belongs to them."
"I seem to have seen the tragic struggle for imperial supremacy." Looking at the outstanding talents in their prime, the old guys were all disappointed, "It will be a bloody road."
"It's really lively everywhere." Ye Chen murmured. With his fairy eyes, he could see more clearly.
In addition to what is visible on the surface, there are many terrifying existences in the dark. Their bloodline and origin are extremely powerful, but they are not visible. Each one has an immortal inheritance and is very strong.