Southern Xinjiang is reckless, 100,000 lofty mountains.

Far away from Xuantian Sect tens of thousands of miles away, dark clouds are thick, the sky and the earth are gloomy like lead, there is a strong wind, flying sand and stones, the earth is gray, the vision is not clear, there is a faint sound of thunder in the sky and the ground, if mortals see it, most of them only think that the rainstorm is coming.

But if the Immortal Dao Monk sees it and perceives the terrifying and oppressive aura that envelops the heavens and the earth, he can know that someone is crossing the catastrophe.

Transcendent into the holy karmic fire and thunder tribulation!

And under this heavenly tribulation, among the mountains, the place that was chosen to cross the tribulation was unexpectedly on a hundred zhang mountain peak with thin aura and not very inconspicuous.

It's just that the mediocre ancient mountain, at this time, there is the light of the Buddha, you can see it within a radius of ten miles, there is a grand and compassionate Sanskrit sound to praise the heaven and the earth, the flowers and rain are flying, and even the haze of the originally oppressive and terrifying atmosphere between the heaven and the earth has been dispelled a lot.

Dozens of miles of mountains, forests, birds, and beasts all fell to the ground in the direction of the Buddha's light, with a peaceful look in their eyes.

Not a single bird or beast trembled in fear under the majesty of the heavens, and fled in fear.

Such a majestic spectacle is shocking and awe-inspiring.

Suddenly, in the thick clouds, a purple thunderbolt fell, and with a rumbling sound, it tore through the void, shattered the eardrums, and blasted straight towards the hundred-zhang ancient mountain, like a sword of heavenly punishment!

This is the Divine Night Thunder!

However, the Buddha's light is vast, moisturizing things in the invisible, even if the Divine Sky Thunder Killing and Felling, it seems to have been baptized by the Buddha's light, and suddenly dispersed the violent aura of destruction, and disappeared out of thin air in that mercy and peace.

However, this is just the beginning, the Buddha's light can turn the thunder into the sky, but it can't turn the heavenly tribulation, at this time, the thunder one after another, the purple snakes in the sky are dancing wildly, and the thunder is wanton, and there is no room for respite.

The momentum is so great that it seems to destroy the world.

But what is surprising is that no matter how violent the thunder of the gods and the sky is, and how angry the sky is, the light of the Buddha in this hundred zhang ancient mountain is not extinguished, and it is like rain hitting the pine, in the midst of the wind and waves, it stands tall and does not move.

The mountain is surprisingly calm, with no grass and trees, no sand and no stone.

Thirty miles away, the war horse neighed, on a mound, the flag hunting wind moved, a large piece of black armor at the bottom, the cold iron horse with a bow and sword on his back, silent like a sculpture, as if the clouds in the sky, occupied the barren mountains and four fields, the ancient road in the forest, dense and unsightly.

On the mound, there are six people leading the army in front, standing side by side, but if you look closely, you can find that there are four horsemen with respectful faces, and they are half a horse lower than the two in the center, guarding the left and right, and guarding the four directions.

"I can't imagine that in this barren mountains and mountains where spiritual energy is scarce, there are people who have crossed the catastrophe, it seems that it is still a Buddhist monk from my Han side, Shaoqing, what do you think of this?"

On a war horse with tendons like a dragon and black and fire-breathing, the young man looked at the place shrouded in thundercloud Buddha light, his eyes showed a different color, and he asked a heroic young general beside him.

In terms of posture and bearing alone, the young man is quite dignified, and his face is also extremely handsome, his eyes sweeped, many people did not dare to look directly, and slightly avoided his gaze, it is not difficult to see the dragon and phoenix posture hidden in his body.

It's just that on his body, between his eyebrows, there is an extremely gloomy aura, hideous and manic, and his handsome and majestic appearance and bearing, forming a great contrast, which is terrifying.

Next to him, the young general who was called Shaoqing, heard the words, and said in a deep voice: "Very strong, this person's Buddhism is profound, and he can easily resolve the thunder tribulation with the light of the Buddha. ”

"Those who can have such strength will be the demons of the world!"

Li Ling's eyes were full of divine light and he said categorically.

These two people are none other than Li Jiao and Li Ling's uncle and nephew who set out from the Han Dynasty Fengyan City and traveled thousands of miles to conquer Fangcun Mountain without authorization.

They had previously attacked the Ancient Elephant City, and after learning that they had returned to the sect, they resolutely waved their troops to change their routes, broke through thousands of mountains, and crushed them all the way, and went straight to the Xuantian Sect in the depths of the wilderness.

Under such a day and night, more than half of the troops had already marched, and they stopped at this time, but it was because the thunderclouds in front of them converged and the catastrophe stood in the way.

Under this glorious heavenly might, even the Great Han Iron Cavalry, known as the army of tigers and wolves, had to stop and wait for the end of the catastrophe.

Hearing Li Ling's analysis, a fierce color flashed in Li Jiao's eyes, but he also nodded slightly, and said:

"Yes, this person's comprehension of Buddhism has indeed reached the point of incredible, and he can take over the Shenxiao Heavenly Thunder intact without hurting a single grass or tree, and his strength should not be under the three demons on the Hidden Dragon List. ”

At this point, Li Jiao looked at the scene of the thunder in the sky dimmed, the clouds dyed red and rolling, and the boundless flowing fire, and couldn't help but change his complexion and feel horrified:

"The karmic fire has come!"

"The speed of this person's tribulation is actually faster than I expected, if this continues, this Holy Realm Heavenly Tribulation can't help him at all, but I don't know where this person comes from and whether he can be used by me. ”

Just when Li Jiao's eyes were flickering, his face was cloudy, and he was thinking about whether it was possible to win over this person, someone on the side pointed to the heavenly tribulation in the distance and exclaimed:

"Major General, Second Son, what do you think is that?!"

The two of them looked up, only to see that in the center of the catastrophe, on the ancient mountain a hundred zhang high, a glazed colorful aura suddenly appeared, and the center was as bright as a mirror, releasing the Buddha's light and ten thousand ways, shining within a radius of ten miles.

Faintly, on the top of the mountain, there was a young monk in an old monk's robe sitting cross-legged, one hand hanging down his chest, the other hand twisting, but holding a string of golden and jade Buddha prayer beads.

The statues of the Buddhas are carved on the Buddha beads, and the Buddha light overflows like water, which looks extremely exquisite, and the old ragged monk's robe on his body is incompatible.

And above his head, at this moment, he was empowered by a pillar of colorful glass-colored light, and there was constantly profound Dharma, chanted from his mouth, and every word was like a heavenly song!

The karmic fire of the heavenly tribulation that burned sin could not burn on him at all, as if this person's heart was really like a mirror, and he was the Buddha who was universal to the world and had great compassion.

Admired by all beings.

Li Jiao and the others were shocked, and they didn't know the details of the other party's origin, but if they were here, they would definitely be able to recognize him.

Because this person is none other than him, it is the contemporary walk with him who had a war with him in the past, the contemporary walk of the Zen holy land, the Sanzang Buddha!

At this time, he sat on the cliff, the treasure was solemn, the glass Buddha light poured through the heaven and earth, from the outside to the inside, according to the order of red, orange, yellow, green, blue, blue, purple, Buddhism boundless, power to shake the heavens and the earth.

Even the Heavenly Tribulation is helpless.

But I don't know what adventures the Sanzang Buddha got in the past half a year, that day he was slaughtered by a sword, and his cultivation was almost killed, but now there are no signs of serious injuries, but his strength has improved by leaps and bounds, and today he ushered in the catastrophe of the Holy Arhat.

It's incredible.

(End of chapter)