"Here... Ran across... This gang of man... Dala religion, and Heng... Our Lady of the River... The demons who came, those demons were... That is, do you understand?" said Sonam Gyatso, his eyes full of gestures, but Monam Tso already understood.

He hurriedly waved his hand to stop the living Buddha, whom he greatly respected, from continuing to speak, and then leaned down and whispered in his ear: "Living Buddha, the poor monk is sure that if the Buddha has a spirit and the gods protect him, he will not let Shiva be reincarnated as a harm to the world. ”

When Sonam Gyatso heard this, he was suddenly shocked, sat up straight, and muttered to himself: "Amitabha! Sins and sins, why didn't the poor monk think of it?" Manam Tso whispered in his ear again: "How much is it to go to the famous mountain, the flowers of the holy lake are blooming to see the Brahma Palace, the snowfield is thousands of miles of beacon fire, and the infinite starlight is in the dangerous peak. ”

Sonam Gyatso's eyes had become bright when he heard the first sentence, and when he finished reading a poem by Monam Tso, his eyes were already radiant, and he didn't know where he got his divine power at the moment, the dying old monk grabbed Manam Tso and asked eagerly, "Finally here?"

Monan Tso nodded and said, "Have you seen the three Taoist boys who came with me just now?" The poor monk is sure that these three people are the saviors sent by the gods in the sky!"

"Now that they're here, it's easy to do it one way or another. ”

"Please believe in the poor monk of the Living Buddha!" Mo Nancuo didn't know where the confidence came from, and the last few words were sonorous and powerful.

Sonam Gyatso's eyes were blazing, looking into Monam Tso's eyes, and nodding slightly. If he hadn't had been obsessed with incomparable obsession, how could he have easily made a promise? What he said would have been believed!

Now that the legendary people are here, the legend that has been passed down for thousands of years must be true. Whether it's a devil from hell or a demon from an alien planet, they will be punished as they deserve, and I can leave with peace of mind.

He slowly raised his head, looked at the sun, and suddenly his eyes were full of light, and he looked up to the sky and shouted: "The Buddha has a spirit, the gods protect it, save the common people!" Suddenly, his whole body relaxed, his eyes quickly dissipated, and he muttered: "Death...... Bliss!Ami..."

The Buddha horn has not been finished, and it has been exhausted, and a generation of great virtuous monks has passed away.

Monan Tso was in mourning for a while, knelt on the ground, and shouted, "Living Buddha!" The surrounding monks and warriors all burst into tears and knelt down!

In the midst of a burst of sorrow, the sky suddenly sounded Sanskrit singing, and the whole sky seemed to become colorful, and everyone felt a warm spring breeze, and the ice and snow on the snow by the lake melted at an unparalleled speed.

Everywhere the spring breeze passes, the beautiful Gesang flowers, wolf poison flowers, and the red mountains bloom in the wind, and the beautiful flowers soon bloom all over the lake and the hills like the goddess scattering flowers.

Everyone was stunned, dumbfounded, and intoxicated, and marveled at this incredible change beyond nature, and was dumbfounded and speechless.

Before people could come to their senses, a strange wind suddenly swept over the calm lake, and a colorful pillar of light rose from the lake, and the scorching air flow lifted a curling mist on the surface of the lake, and dispersed to the surroundings, and the pillar of light slowly rose from the surface of the lake into the air with a sizzling sound.

Several monks and lamas who had been standing all the time exclaimed: "Seal, the seal of the Vatican Palace has been opened!"

Monan Cuo suddenly knelt down in the midst of the thousands of flowers, bowed in the direction of the western sky, chanted incessantly, and burst into tears. After a while, he couldn't care about the tears on his face, stood up and asked anxiously at Zhao Zihan and the others: "Nan Wu Amitabha!

Zhao Zihan, Yan Mei'er and Yao Yao were stunned to look at the colorful pillars of light on the lake, but at this time, the eyes of the three of them left the lake together and looked at the sky with surprise on their faces...... In the distant sky, the clouds rose and fell, and a pavilion in the sky emitted a soft light

Seven-colored clouds loom among them.

"It's like a dream, this is the Brahma Palace?" Zhao Zihan muttered.

"What a beautiful multicolored palace, but how did it appear in this void, and how can I get in?" Yan Mei'er muttered.

"How do I feel that there are tall buildings in heaven, the lights are shining, and there are cars coming and going?" Yao Yao was curious, and said some strange words that only the three of them could really understand.

"Nan Wu Amitabha! This is the palace in the sky, and only those who are destined can see it!"

"When the three of you see it, it's fate. When the Living Buddha heard the words of the three of them, his whole body trembled with excitement.

As soon as he finished speaking, two beautiful peacocks suddenly flew up on the snowy mountain, the colorful peacocks dragged their long tails, and they could be seen sitting on them respectively A Fanbang boy and a foreign girl, next to the peacock, there were four men and women with fierce faces gliding in the air.

"Vishnu's Peacock...... This is Vishnu...... Bandalam!Auspicious goddess, auspicious goddess is also here......"

The warriors by the lake screamed again, and knelt down again "plop" and "plop", kowtowing like pounding garlic, but a few standing monks suddenly roared loudly, and the spears in their hands flew wildly, making a gesture to pounce, as if facing a great enemy.

At this time, there was another commotion on the edge of the lake, and the kneeling people stood up one after another, shouting and dancing at the pillar of light on the lake, and some people had even rushed to the pillar of light and began to chase. They didn't seem to see the clouds on the horizon and the palaces in the clouds.

However, there were two monks, facing the distant sky, that is, the direction in which the palace appeared, with a look of intoxication and ecstasy on their faces, and shouted loudly in a language that Zhao Zihan, Yan Mei'er, and Yao Yao could not understand.

"Horn Ma Mi Cuocuo!

The two monks had very loud voices, and the words were extremely clear, although Zhao Zihan couldn't understand what they were saying, he could hear every word clearly.

"Rush into the pillar of light, don't hesitate!"

"The seal of the Brahman Palace has been opened for no reason at this time, and there must be great changes in the hall! We can't let the evil monks of the Mandala Sect take the lead!" Manam Tso stretched out his hand and pointed at the pillar of light, shouting anxiously at the three of them.

At this time, the scene by the lake changed again, and the two monks who were full of demonic spirit suddenly came into the air, and they actually fought with the boys and girls on the peacocks. The three men and one woman next to the peacock immediately shouted fiercely, and fearlessly protected the front of the two, as if they didn't plan to live at all.

Zhao Zihan was shocked in his heart: These two monks are obviously two monsters, so this peacock girl and boy and their companions should be the resistors of the Unizen Kingdom......

At this time, the situation was urgent, and the seven-colored pillar of light in the lake should be the entrance to the holy mountain, but I heard Mei'er shout: "Come!" The two cranes hovering in the air spread their wings and flew back, she reached out to hold Zhao Zihan's right hand, grabbed Yao Yao's thin waist with her left hand, and the three of them rose in the air, stepped on the crane, and rushed towards the pillar of light.

"Ullala, Coaxing!" The two evil monks of the Mandala Sect suddenly roared wildly, and the momentum was amazing, and they actually gave up the opponent in front of them, and their bodies folded, soaring into the sky, and they also rushed towards the pillar of light.

Zhao Zihan rode on the crane, and had seen the faces of the peacock boy and the girl clearly, and heard the two of them shouting at him: "Damir, Raya!" He knew in his heart that they were telling himself that the male was called "Damir" and the female was called "Raya", but at this time he was no longer allowed to say hello, so he had to nod his head hard, and the crane was extremely fast, and soon crashed into the pillar of light.

Imprinted in my mind was the firm and resolute face of the young man with a slightly dark face, as well as the rare beauty of the girl and a bright little vermilion on her forehead.

Feeling that the aura of the two evil monks rushing up behind him at the same time was extremely strong, it was actually two Transformation God Realms coming at the same time?

Nian and Maiden also seem to be chasing after him.

Zhao Zihan was surprised in his heart: Are these people coming for this Van Palace or for the Holy Mountain? What are they going to do, are they also coming for the power of the starry sky?

In a trance, there seemed to be a scream, a roar, an exclamation, and the sound of swords colliding...... Then his eyes went black, and all the sounds stopped abruptly...... It felt like you had entered a cavern, or a void, and it was pitch black all around, and you couldn't see your fingers.

There was only the sound of the wind whirring in his ears, the crane was flying extremely fast, and there were waves in the air, and there should be someone behind who broke into the darkness one after another.

Zhao Zihan's mind was in chaos: the peacock boy seemed to have already fought with the monks outside, they should be friends and not enemies, if the two masters of the Transformation God Realm came in, the people outside would be more than enough to deal with those cultists, and Mo Nancuo would not die.

But what if not? Then the lake is bleak!

What about Mei'er? What about Yao Yao, where are they and are they in danger?

"Mei'er!" he cried out, his voice buzzing through the air, echoing incessantly.

"Where am I, where are you? Where is Sister Yao Yao?" Mei'er's voice echoed from the front, "I'm not dead yet, what's the howl?" Yao Yao's voice seemed to be beside her.

Suddenly, the eyes lit up, the bright light was dazzling, and there was already a cave in front of me!

Where is this? This place is so beautiful, could it be that you have arrived in the south of the Yangtze River? The stream is clear, the flowers are blooming, and the birds are singing. The mountain peaks reach into the sky, and the mountains flow into the clouds.

However, at the top of the clouds, there is a dilapidated palace!

The crane flew swiftly, and soon crossed several deep ravines, passed a stone step hundreds of zhang long, and landed on the side of the white clouds, in the empty hall. Everywhere there are ruins, broken tiles and ashes, and prayer buildings are burning, and the embers are not yet embered.

It looks like there's just been a fierce fight!

A swarthy bow, broken, was casually discarded in the corner, and the material of non-gold and non-iron emitted a cold light, indicating that this bow was once a peerless powerhouse.

Continuing inside, the first thing that caught my eye was a tall half-lying figure. This man was pierced through the heart by an arrow, the blood at the corner of his mouth had just coagulated, his long blonde hair, light blue eyes, and a brocade robe.

Although he has been dead for a long time, he still seems to be proud, revealing his preeminent position in controlling life and death in the world.

People will eventually die, even if you control the life and death of others!

"If I guessed correctly, this person should be Tiga. Zhao Zihan said.

"He should have been shot to death by Zhuo Wangsun, but there seems to be no breath of a living person here, where did Zhuo Wangsun go?"

The power of this arrow is so terrifying! It actually shot down the main hall first, and then pierced the heart of the emperor with an arrow and nailed it here, what kind of bow is this, it is so powerful?

Even though Zhuo Wangsun is a martial artist, he is just a martial artist after all, and he has such earth-shattering might?

That's right! It is difficult to ascend to the sky with martial arts, it is very rare, but there are still people who can do it, and it is rumored in history that Wang Chongyang, the ancestor of the Huashan faction, is a precedent for entering the Tao with martial arts, but he died early.

Those who enter the Tao with martial arts, once they obtain the acquired qi, they are the realm of distraction.

Where has Zhuo Wangsun been?

Not only did he take the path of entering the Tao with martial arts, but this dead Dijia was no longer a mortal martial artist. However, if he thinks about it, Diga should also be possessed by a demon, if he is not mistaken, he should be like Qin Wuji, but if so, how could he be shot to death here? What is going on here?

"There's a poem here, too!" said Mei'er, pointing to the cliff to the west.