Tianzhu is a country, the area is quite large, or far from the Tang Dynasty, but the demon king and demon mountain are as dense as stars.

The countless accumulated human corpses in the mountain, even if Tang Sanzang had already prepared in his heart, he couldn't help but feel cold.

How many human races do you need to satisfy the appetite of this star-like demon king and demon mountain?

'Tianzhu Kingdom, how did it manage to exist so many dense demon kings and demon mountains like stars within the borders of the country, without the whole country collapsing? ’

Tang Sanzang measured the land of Tianzhu Country step by step by taking advantage of Yi Nanping, but he still had the answer in his heart, but the compassion in his heart made it difficult for him to say this.

At this moment, Tang Sanzang paused, raised his eyes slightly and looked at the colorful glow in the distance of the sky.

"Lingshan, is someone finally here?"

Tang Sanzang muttered to himself, and then his footsteps were still the same, and with a flick of his fingers, an abyssal crack several miles long was drawn on the left side of the rolling demon tide, guiding the path of the million demon tide to the Western Heavenly Elysium.

In the sky above the million demon tide, Guanyin Bodhisattva stood on the lotus platform, surrounded by seven-colored glow, dressed in white veil, with a holy and compassionate face, but also a little surprised, and even Guanyin Bodhisattva looked at it with wisdom, and it was even more inexplicably terrifying.

In the past, those demon clans that were scattered all over the west like gravel, all over the corners, at this moment, they were like brooms descending from the Heavenly Dao, gathering them together violently, and swept towards the direction of Lingshan.

At the time of Lingshan, there was not much feeling in the picture reflected by the Buddha from the Buddha, but at this moment, seeing with my own eyes, the million demon tide was really rolling westward like a vast ocean, its momentum was unstoppable, and it was difficult to stop!

'Sanzang...... What is the intention? ’

Guanyin Bodhisattva's eyes then fell behind the rolling demon tide, and with a snap of his fingers, he forcibly drove the plain white monk-robed figure of the million demon tide.

The slight hesitation, especially when he saw Tang Sanzang's fingers cracking the earth, which was completely different from the elegant and unrivaled appearance of the past, and the appearance of the unrestrained chicken, Guanyin Bodhisattva was even more apprehensive in his heart.

This kind of action really reminded Guanyin Bodhisattva of the shadow of uneasy peace.

If you get close to such a person, you may be pushed to the ground at any time without being able to resist......

No, Sanzang won't be like that. ’

As soon as he thought of this, the lotus platform under the feet of Guanyin Bodhisattva crossed the demon tide below and slowly landed beside Tang Sanzang.

However, just when Guanyin Bodhisattva was waiting for Tang Sanzang to salute him as before, Tang Sanzang stepped on his feet, and walked straight past Guanyin Bodhisattva as if he were not looking, and chased away the demon tide without stopping.

Stiff......

Guanyin Bodhisattva's original smile on his face couldn't help but stiffen a little, and he was stunned for a few breaths in place, until Tang Sanzang was about to disappear from sight, then he hurriedly stepped on the lotus platform and chased after him, and asked.

"Sanzang, you are not good at learning from the scriptures, why are you here?"

Hearing this, Tang Sanzang gently glanced at Guanyin Bodhisattva and replied. "The poor monk is rushing to Lingshan to learn scriptures, Guanyin can go back to Lingshan first, and the poor monk will arrive in a moment."

Lingshan ...... Not far away!

Six hundred miles away, it was difficult to calm down, and the "light of the righteous path" on his body completely covered his body with traces, and his eyes were staring at the spiritual mountain as far as his eyes could see.

Most of the memories that Tang Sanzang retrieved from the other side of the physical limit were memories of the last section of the westbound road, and there were not many memories of the golden cicada in his previous life, but under mutual corroboration, it was also determined that this place was the real West Heavenly Spirit Mountain.

And six hundred miles, at the speed of the rolling demon tide, it can be reached in half a day.

Guanyin Bodhisattva, who was blocked by Tang Sanzang's words, didn't know how to answer, and said dryly. "Sanzang, Wukong, Bajie and Sha Seng are what about them? Why not be there for you to protect you? ”

"Alas......"

Tang Sanzang sighed slightly, and finally looked at Guanyin Bodhisattva with a straight face, and said seriously. "Master Guanyin, let's go back and tell me that the Buddha will gather more true Buddhas, Bodhisattvas, Arhats, and the like in Lingshan."

"Why?" Avalokiteshvara asked puzzled.

"Otherwise, the poor monk is afraid that Lingshan will not be able to survive the rolling demon tide of millions that are raging in the world and are full of sin."

In the end, Tang Sanzang's tone was sharp, and the eyes full of compassion but wanting to set off a monstrous sea of blood made Guanyin Bodhisattva subconsciously dare not look at each other.

Silence for a few breaths......

Guanyin Bodhisattva still doesn't understand that Tang Sanzang is already iron-hearted to carry a million demon tides to the Ling Mountain, breathing slightly, but he still can't help but persuade him.

"Sanzang, it's not too late to turn back at this moment."

"There is the true scripture ahead, why did the poor monk turn back?"

"Tang Sanzang!"

Guanyin Bodhisattva, who understood that perhaps the Buddhas and Bodhisattvas of Lingshan were also paying attention to the situation at the moment in Lingshan, said in a solemn tone, called his name, and shouted. "Do you really think that you can attack Lingshan with a million rabble?"

"Poor monk, never thought of it like this......"

After a pause, Tang Sanzang stared ahead, and said while taking a leisurely walk.

"The poor monks and demons are millions, but it is just to return a clear life in the world, as for attacking the spiritual mountain, the poor monk can be alone!"

As soon as these words came out, Guanyin Bodhisattva was stunned in place, and his eyes were fixed on Tang Sanzang's back as he gradually moved away.

"A poor monk alone is enough!"

On the back of the plain white monk's robe, Guanyin Bodhisattva echoed this sentence in his ears, but a similar figure appeared in his eyes.

When he persuaded Jin Chanzi to turn back, he was the same, the same words, the same resolute and firm figure, and the same without the slightest look back or hesitation.

"Golden Cicada ......"

Ten Breath ......

When Guanyin Bodhisattva came back to his senses, Tang Sanzang had already expelled a million demon tides and turned over several mountains again, and his figure completely disappeared at the end of his sight.

As soon as Guanyin Bodhisattva's feet moved, he subconsciously wanted to catch up with Tang Sanzang and stop him......

Although there are millions of demon tides, not to mention that Lingshan now gathers dozens of true Buddhas and hundreds of Bodhisattvas, and more importantly, for countless years, Lingshan has gathered hundreds of millions of wills, and millions of demon tides, what can it do?

It was difficult for the golden cicada to succeed in the past, but now that it is reincarnated as a human, how can it make waves?

However, in the next moment, the lotus platform at the feet of Guanyin Bodhisattva still paused.

"Sanzang has made up his mind, or what he thinks about is inappropriate, but how can he persuade him?"

Slowly, Guanyin Bodhisattva Lotus Platform rose into the air, flashed from the sky above the million demon tides, turned back in the direction of Lingshan, and muttered to himself.

"Let's go, let's go, let's go......"