Chapter 711: Western Heaven Pure Land Great Thunder Yin Temple

In the midst of the chaos, the battle between the two sides was shocking, and various Dao methods were played, attracting the attention of the big names in the Three Realms.

Soon, Zhen Yuanzi's figure appeared, and behind him, Su Bodhi was covered in rags and staggered in a very embarrassing way.

The ending is obvious, Zhen Yuanzi won, and it was extremely easy, and he beat the saint doppelganger Su Bodhi.

"Brother Dao, did you win this battle?"

Long Xuan hurriedly stepped forward and couldn't help but ask.

In this regard, Zhen Yuanzi just nodded secretly and did not deny it.

"A good Zhen Yuanzi, a good three-corpse quasi-saint, and his combat power is chasing the Eastern Emperor Taiyi."

Su Bodhi was extremely annoyed and sneered, he had already pulled him into the blacklist in his heart.

"If the saint wants to fight, this seat will naturally accompany him."

In the face of the threat of the Zhun Ti Sage, Zhen Yuanzi was not afraid at all, he had already cut out three corpses, which was different from before.

In the Lich Era, the Eastern Emperor Tai held the Chaos Bell in one hand and fought with the Nuwa Sage for hundreds of rounds, although he could not win, he dared to claim to be undefeated.

In today's battle, Zhun Ti was defeated, and he was put in the face of a saint and fled away in ashes, so as not to be embarrassed.

"Brother Dao, how big is the gap between you and the saint?"

Long Xuan's face was full of enthusiasm, and he couldn't help but ask, wanting to ask clearly, how powerful is the saint?

"If you fight with the Taiqing Saint, there will be a dozen moves at most, and as for the Zhun Ti Saint, I am sure to stick to fifty moves."

Zhen Yuanzi responded with a smile, with his current strength, if he used the Book of the Earth to arrange the Innate Soil Array, he could fight with the saint.

Hearing this, Long Xuan's face was full of doubts, as far as he knew, there was a saying that all saints were ants.

"The invincibility of the saint does not lie in the mana, but in the primordial spirit to entrust the way of heaven, immortal and indestructible."

Zhen Yuanzi began to explain that if all this was put aside, the saint would be a mixed Yuan Daluo Jin Immortal, and he could also be besieged and killed by everyone.

The three major killing formations of the Flood Wilderness, each with the strength of the Mixed Yuan Daluo Golden Immortal level, can defeat the saints.

One: The Zhuxian Sword Formation was held by the Shangqing sage Lingbao Tianzun.

Two: Zhou Tian Star Dou Great Array, with the river Tuluo book, plus many galaxy powerhouses to set up the array.

Three: The Great Array of Heavenly Gods, the Twelve Ancestors and Witches united, condensing a miniature version of Pangu's body.

But that's all, if the saint is shameless enough, relying on the immortal and immortal attributes, he can still break through the great array.

"Brother Xian, I have a hunch that you can become holy and break the myths of the ages."

When parting, Zhen Yuanzi confessed, asking Long Xuan to cultivate hard and strive to accumulate more merit.

The journey to the west is nearing the end, and Tang Seng and his party have gone through countless hardships to kill demons and demons.

"Ding: Please go to the Great Lei Yin Temple, seize the power of merit in the journey to the west, and reward five luck values."

This request is very fatal, it is simply to send Long Xuan to death, you must know that Buddhism now treats it as a thorn in the flesh.

"Hey, you can't blame the world for your life."

Long Xuan showed a bitter smile, emboldened himself, and went to the Buddha Gate.

When they reached the Tongtian River, Long Xuan caught up with Tang Seng and his party, who were unable to find tools and could not cross the river.

Long Xuan's feet stepped on the golden light, his body exuded a strong Taoist rhyme, and the four grades of the gods were brilliant, illuminating the mountains and rivers.

"Dragon Immortal, you're finally here."

Tang Seng was very happy, they felt that they had hope and certainty in crossing the river.

"Brother Long, are you going to go to the West with us?"

Sun Wukong asked with a smile, holding a baby on the back of a monkey, that is Xiao Tang Tang, who was born extraordinary and showed extraordinary qualifications.

For the sake of this child, Zhu Ganglie and Sun Wukong almost fought, and they wanted to teach him the supreme magic method and cultivate the Tao Fruit.

The Tongtian River is vast, at least 18,000 li, not inferior to the ocean, and there is no hole in it.

"Dare to ask the mage, but he is a monk of the Eastern Tang Dynasty?"

In the middle of the river, giant tortoises rise to the surface and rumble, looking like small islands in Hanoi from a distance.

This giant tortoise is very extraordinary, it speaks to people, it has been cultivated for thousands of years, and it has the magic power of the Immortal Dao.

"The poor monk came from the Tang Dynasty in the East and went to the Pure Land of the West to worship the Buddha and seek scriptures."

No matter who he faced, Tang Seng folded his hands and smiled, like a beam of sunshine illuminating people's hearts.

"Elders come up, I will carry you across the river to the other side to reach the holy land of Buddhism."

Confirming that behind him, the giant turtle waved its claws in a heartfelt manner, motioning for Long Xuan and the others to sit on top of its turtle shell.

"Senior monk, when you meet the Buddha, ask for me, when will I be able to become a human?"

Crossing the river, crossing the river, and halfway through, the giant tortoise stopped in the middle of the river and made a request, giving a tone that could not be refused.

On the spot, everyone was in a dilemma.

"Cultivating to the point that the human immortal has not yet transformed into a form, there is basically no hope in this life."

The aura of heaven and earth is insufficient, and the blessing of the giant tortoise is insufficient, which is the fundamental reason why it cannot transform into shape.

If not, it would have been transformed a long time ago, and it would have been dragged until now.

"Okay, okay, the poor monk will ask for you when the time comes."

There was no way, Tang Seng could only perfunctory two sentences and promised to come down.

"Thank you to the monks for this matter, and the grace of a drop of water should be repaid by the spring."

With Tang Seng's promise, the giant tortoise worked harder and harder, and sent it to the other side as quickly as possible.

"Buzz ......"

The bell rings, the Buddhist door Zen sound continues, and a temple can be seen in the distance, majestic and magnificent.

"This, this is my Buddhist holy land, it is really extraordinary, it is a pure land."

Looking at the scene in front of him, Tang Seng almost knelt on the ground, his hands folded, and his eyes were shining.

"Xitian is indeed good, not inferior to Heavenly Court."

Sun Wukong also went to the holy land of the former Buddha Gate for the first time, and was suddenly shocked and couldn't help sighing.

"Don't be, my master, the apprentice is going to betray the master."

In order to divide the merits of the Journey to the West, Zhu Ganglie's eyes were full of perseverance, and then he set his eyes on Tushi Palace.

"Please ......"

The Dharma Protector King Kong of the Buddha Gate appeared, a total of four people, and the aura emitted was all true immortal-level strength fluctuations.

They knew that it was the reincarnation of the golden cicada, so they were extremely respectful and did not dare to have the slightest slackness.

After stepping into the temple, there are glazed gold bodies all over the place, and there are pieces of brilliant buildings built and cast, which can be called gold and jade.

There are four words written on the plaque, Da Lei Yin Temple, exuding the breath of a saint, and even Da Luo Jinxian can't help but tremble.

"King Tang, I have reached the Western Heavens, and I can save the world and cross all beings in the world."

The wish was fulfilled, Tang Seng burst into tears, and he was a little excited and couldn't help himself, and walked to the Golden Hall of Buddhism with a respectful mood.

"If the Buddha is not greedy, why do you need these glazed golden bodies, it's just pretending."

Long Xuan sensed the power of strong luck in the golden body, to put it bluntly, these are just Buddhist powerhouses for cultivation.

"Hehe, he's really bold enough to come here to die."

In the golden hall of Buddhism, the Bodhisattvas and Arhats surround the Buddha, waiting for the four Tang monks to come.

As for Long Xuan, in his eyes, he was already a dead man, and it was useless for anyone to come, and far water could not quench his thirst.

(End of chapter)