Only the Holy Land of Fuhu Heavenly Temple has not formed an alliance for the time being, and as for the three major overlord forces in the local area, only the Demon Clan's Royal Ancestral Land does not need an alliance.

This old monk dressed in the robe of the Xingyue monk is the master of the young emperor of the holy land of Fuhu Heavenly Temple.

In the realm of the great real person, in the mouth of more than ten Taoist monarchs, he snatched the hidden law monk as an apprentice, the old monk Xuanzang naturally has its horror, he is the reincarnation of the disciple of Fuhu King Kong, and there is a fifty percent chance to achieve the supreme in the future.

In the holy land of Fuhu Heavenly Temple, this person's status is not inferior to those Buddhas.

"Xuanzang, why do you have to go to this troubled water in the Tiger Holy Land, anyone with a discerning eye can see that those evil demons and foreign ways do not dare to provoke the monks of the Buddhist Sect Holy Land, and your actions are likely to cause trouble for yourself. ”

The Wind Absolute Ancestor has a great number of generations, and it is terrifying to have a strong accumulation, but this old monk may be the only supergiant who can compete with him among the many holy lands and big forces on this trip.

"Hahaha, Brother Dao, this is a bad word. Since the poor monk stepped into Buddhism in 1900 years, all he thought about was how to benefit sentient beings.

The holy land of Fuhu Temple is one of the two holy places of Buddhism, how can it be said that it is necessary to face the evil demons and force it back, so as to protect one's life.

You and I don't say dark words, and the dark tribulation of the end of the law after 40 million years is to use the return of the twelve worlds as the introduction, which is the general trend, and it is difficult for anyone to stop it, unless it is an immortal in the world.

However, it can't hinder the general trend of the end of the law, and a few poor monks can buy some time for the ten thousand worlds, and it is not good for the fate of heaven and earth to be stolen by some ambitious people. ”

After Master Xuanzang finished speaking, the three old monks recited 'Amitabha Buddha' in a low voice.

"Yes, but, it's not that the two of us old things make an alliance, the hidden mage nephew of the Fuhu Holy Land is here, and the alliance between him and the Qingxia Ancient Sect Young Palm Sect is effective. ”

On the chaotic stone hill, the expressions of the four great real people in the holy land of Fuhu Heavenly Temple froze, and after looking at each other, they were all silent for a while.

As antiques who have lived for two or three thousand years, how can they not know the thoughts of real people.

They are accustomed to seeing all kinds of things in the world, even if they are now allied with Qingxia, but once it comes to the fundamental interests of the Holy Land, their allies may not be able to abandon them.

However, if the younger generation has painstakingly cultivated and is known as the strongest emperor of the Fuhu Holy Land once in 300,000 years to form an alliance, it will represent the will of the Holy Land Supreme and even the Holy Lord.

Once the high-five is really an alliance, it cannot be changed, otherwise it will leave a gap in the Dao heart of the hidden law monk.

"Is it true that even the holy land of Buddhism is a bunch of hypocrites, just talking big words? ”

Feng Jue Zhenren shook his head helplessly, he was invited over now, and he didn't have too many illusions, after all, as the longest-lived Kaiyang Dazhen, there were too few outsiders in this world who could make him believe.

After a pause, the Wind Absolute turned around and was about to leave.

"Wait a moment, the little monk agreed!"

There was an uproar on the rocky hill, and even the wind and the real people turned around in surprise and looked at the person who spoke.

As far as the eye could see, a young monk wearing a gray monk's robe and a resolute face like a knife walked up, and there was not a trace of mana on his body, but his momentum was able to suppress the real people of Buddhism present.

The Buddha Gate Fuhu Holy Land is known as the most talented young emperor in the past 300,000 years, and the hidden law monk.

"It's really a monster, I thought that Jiang Qiu and Ji Xuan were already outstanding when they stepped into the Heavenly Pivot Wheel, but I didn't expect that this hidden law monk had already stepped into the level of the Jade Heng Wheel. ”

Although the face of the real person of the wind has not changed, his heart has already turned the river and the sea.

The hidden law monk was taken in by the holy land of Fuhu Heavenly Temple two hundred and thirty-one years ago, and it has only been a long time, and he has surpassed many holy land Yuheng real people, and with his combat power, he is afraid that he is not inferior to the ordinary small Cheng Da Zhenren.

What a demon!

It is no wonder that the first emperor of the Tantric Sect of the Great Leiyin Temple, the first holy place in the world, thinks that he is inferior.

Taking a breath, Feng Jue Zhenren threw out his distracting thoughts out of his sea of knowledge.

The hidden law monk is indeed the demon among the demons, but his Qingxia Emperor Wu Huang is even more demonic, and he is the supreme among the demons.

"The nephew of the hidden mage, his name is well deserved. ”

"The real person praised it. There are countless proud sons in this world, and the little monk is just a slightly bright-colored mortal star in a drop in the ocean. To get back to the point, the little monk can make an alliance with your sect and the young master of your sect, and I hope that the real person will agree. ”

Glancing at the hidden monk, seeing that he was not joking, there was a faint smile on the face of the real person.

"Yes, the old man knows that you must be questioning whether the Young Master Sect of my sect is qualified, today, let you see it, the head of the three emperors of my sect, the power of the Emperor Wu Emperor!"

Seeing the hesitation in the eyes of the great monk Xuanzang, Feng Jue Zhenren waved his hand and invited a few people to go to the residence of the Qingxia Ancient Sect, where Emperor Yunxiao would give an explanation to the great powers of this group of Buddhist holy lands.

After a while, Feng Jue Zhenren rushed back, and after learning that Emperor Yunxiao had just been led out of the camp by a mysterious person, he pinched his fingers and immediately rushed to a mountain four hundred miles to the left of the camp.

At the time of half a pillar of incense, Feng Jue Zhenren locked a breath.

"Huh. This breath is the creatures of the dark world, they are so bold as to spy on Qingxia's station, it really makes the poor monk and others unexpected. ”

Several old monks in the holy land of Fuhu Heavenly Temple naturally sensed this breath, and their faces were indignant and depressed.

Up to now, seven creatures of the dark world have appeared, all of them are god-killing figures, although it is difficult to match the great true people of the various sects, but they have repeatedly escaped from the encirclement and suppression of the major holy places.

They were as sleek as loaches, but they were so powerful that they forced the real people of the major holy lands to huddle in their respective camps.

"It's not good, that dark creature seems to be fighting with people, isn't it the young master of your sect?"

The hidden monk kicked the ground and rushed out like an ape, leaving a remnant in the same place with such a speed.

Several great monks in the Fuhu Holy Land looked at Feng Jue Zhenren, and when they saw him bowing their heads, they looked at each other one by one.

The dark creatures have already come to snipe Qingxia Shao's master, how can this young emperor who is not in a hurry at all, is it possible that he is not afraid of being slaughtered by others?

Feng Jue Zhenren ignored the gaze of several people, how evil Emperor Yunxiao was, he had already learned from the mouths of all Dao monarchs.

By the time the group arrived at the place of chaos, everything had already been calm.

At the edge of a ravine-lined mountain stream is a monk in tattered clothes. With a behemoth in his hand, he walked on his own, as if he had not noticed them coming.

"Don't teach less, didn't the old man say, don't act on your own. ”

A smile was drawn at the corner of Feng Jue Zhenren's mouth, but there was still an angry look on his face.

That figure was Emperor Yunxiao, who sensed the black-scaled blood demon lurking in the east one or two hundred miles away in the camp, so he chased and killed it alone.