Yi Ming is an inconspicuous little person. His qualifications and diligence are mediocre, and with a little luck, he has reached the whole realm. This kind of cultivation may be considered to be in the middle and upper echelons of Haotianguan, but here, it is not the same as everybody.

Yi Ming, who is usually taciturn, is not competitive, nor does he have higher pursuits. If there was no war, he would have spent the rest of his life in Haotianguan. Regarding the current situation in the world, he only heard a little bit from the remarks of his senior brother. It's just that they know that the Yin Yang Gate is about to attack, and the three sects have decided to start a war here.

In front of him, he participated in the construction of the great array, and he couldn't even name it. I only know that I will do the assigned tasks well according to the instructions above, and I hope to be able to leave here safely.

In three hours, all the spiritual power in his body was exhausted. With the joint efforts of thousands of people, the large array is considered to have a prototype, and the rest is only to strengthen and repair. When it is completed, it will be enough to resist the attack of the Habitat Wonderland.

As dawn approached, everyone finally got a little rest, but it wasn't too long.

Without immediately absorbing the spirit stone in his hand, Yi Ming, who was extremely tired, glanced around, and couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "It's really the first wonder of ancient and modern times! I'm afraid anyone who sees it will be shocked." If such a fortress is strengthened, no one will be able to step into it!"

The crimson color had not completely diminished from the Nine Mountains, and a continuous array of runes appeared on its surface, densely packed, building it into a huge city wall. In front of him, a person is really small, not even as good as an ant.

The terrifying coercion was dispersed, and if it weren't for the formation to cover it, the people of the whole realm would have to pay the price to be able to bear it.

Yi Ming looked at such a shocking scene, thinking that he was also a part of it, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but smile. Witnessing such a miracle is probably enough to talk to future generations for a long time.

"The three sects and the world, maybe they will win this time! No matter how strong the Yin and Yang Gate is, it is impossible to break through this fortress. Thinking like this, Yi Ming suddenly saw a little light in the distance. He blinked, confirming that it was a little starlight, and that he was not mistaken.

"Is it a shooting star?"

As soon as the thought appeared, Yi Ming discovered more star spots, which instantly connected into a canopy, completely covering the northern sky.

Boom!

After suffering a heavy blow to the heart, Yi Ming stood up and shouted: "Enemy attack! Enemy attack!"

Sound travels far as fast as light.

His voice was still echoing, and Yi Ming's ears remembered a huge roar, and the impact that followed immediately lifted it out, plunging him into darkness.

Boom! Boom!

The endless black and white beams of light, like a shower of stars, instantly covered the nine mountains, and there was nothing to dodge. Almost none of those who were directly exposed to the open space survived.

Fortunately, there were many people who saw the starlight like Yi Ming, and they had already seen the canopy of the attack, and countless large arrays were immediately launched. The powerhouses of the Earth Immortal Realm all shot out in unison and launched several of the most critical large arrays.

The nine mountains that have been accumulated for a long time are like volcanoes, erupting angrily!

The rolling crimson rushed up nine angry dragons to the sky, holding up a huge amount of light, and collided with the starlight.

Boom!!!

The sound of countless beams crashing together became the only sound, and it exploded abruptly, pushing out horizontally in all directions. A radius of thousands of miles, it was immediately flattened!

Thousands of miles away, you can clearly feel the impact. Just this time, the impact and the unfortunate impact on the crowd are no longer countable.

In this huge impact, the giant fortress of Jiushan immediately sank as a whole and was half buried underground.

"Don't panic! Get back to your place! Don't mess up! Don't mess up!"

"Stand up to Lao Tzu if you are alive!

"Don't worry about the injured, start the formation immediately!

"Whoever dares to retreat will be killed immediately!"

The roars were all in one piece, but they were crushed by the violent impact, and only a few people nearby could hear them. The originally arranged system was completely chaotic at this time. Millions of people, turned into millions of locusts, in a field of wheat.

Click! Click! Click!

With the dazzling light in the sky and the deafening roar, the ground at the foot of the temple revealed countless cracks, spreading all the buildings, and collapsed countless times at once.

Patches of buildings toppled down, and beams of light that pierced through the defenses of the Nine Mountains fell, causing a violent impact, burying countless people in them, and red blood seeping out of them.

The monks of Zen Buddhism were not as flustered as the people on the Nine Mountains, they looked at each other and quickly converged towards the empty field, and some of them even did not forget to put the wooden fish in their hands and tidy up the monk's robes on their bodies.

Those who are below the whole realm are not qualified to participate in the war at all. The world has placed the battlefield here, which is unfair to Zen Buddhism. The little monk of Zen Buddhism should have shifted early. After all, the main forces of Zen Buddhism have also been transferred to defend the Nine Mountains, and they cannot protect these little monks.

But not a single monk left, and even in the moments before the war, they were doing the same thing as yesterday.

The temple is destroyed, if you can live, you can live, if you can survive, if you can't live, if you die. This is Zen, they are Zen people, how can they give up here?

When you fight, you fight, and when you can't, you accept death in silence and peace. No matter what kind of monk you are, you have this kind of awareness.

The Bodhi tree was shaken off countless leaves, and the two little novices didn't bother to sweep the leaves anymore, put the brooms in their hands, and hurriedly ran to the meeting place that the master had ordered in advance.

The two stone lions shook off the stone skin on their bodies and let out a roar of rage, shaking the huge crack that had spread over and ensuring that the Pavilion did not waver in the slightest.

As the most important place of Zen Buddhism, the Pavilion will be the last place of refuge for all monks. These two stone lions will always be here.

All the snow on the eaves slid down, and they all became a white curtain, blocking the scene outside the window, making it difficult to see.

The smile on Wang Shi's face disappeared and was replaced by a frowning brow.

It's too fast, the Yin-Yang Gate is too fast! Who would have thought that they would attack and kill them just three days after slaughtering the Nine Families?

True or false was originally surprised that Wang Shi was still alive, but now he was even more surprised by the scene that happened in front of him. He breathed a few sighs of relief, calmed down, and said, "Congratulations to the donor." I didn't expect the donor to be able to have an epiphany of 'Freedom Zen' before death, which was really unexpected. ”

"Did the little master have long expected that the Yin-Yang Gate would start a war today?" Wang Shi didn't understand why he didn't say the Yin-Yang Gate, but said that he had an epiphany, after all, the former is much more important.

"Sooner or later. Sooner or later, it doesn't really make much difference. ”

Even if the Yin-Yang Sect came back in a year, under normal circumstances, how much would the gap between the two be able to change? Can there be two or three more Heavenly Immortal Realms? No matter how hard the rest of the people worked, the things that would change would be very small.

"It's finally here. Wang Shi couldn't help but sigh. Things in this world don't happen when you're ready for everything, and they will always catch people off guard.

"Donor, it's better to leave as soon as possible, you have what you have to do. ”

Wang Shi was slightly shocked in his heart, stared at the truth and falsehood, and asked, "You, Dafeng Ge, Xizi, what is the relationship between the three of you?"

Zhenxuan smiled slightly and said, "It's not as good as your relationship with the play." ”

Hearing such an answer, Wang Shi gave up the question, shook his head and smiled, and said: "It seems that all the people in this world have already known all the secrets, but I don't know. ”

"Donor," Zhen Xuan paused, looked up at Wang Shi's eyes, and said solemnly, "Cherish." ”

Wang Shi smiled and said, "I can't help much, may Zen Buddhism still exist, may the Nine Mountains still exist." ”

"May the world be together. ”

No matter how strong a mere human fairyland is, even if it can kill the earth fairyland, what can it change? In such a large-scale war, no matter how desperate Wang Shi is, one person cannot change everything. He has more important things to do, and that might make a difference in the situation.

As a young master of the Yin and Yang Sect, he must have secrets and methods that can turn the tide of the war.

Rumble!

There was a loud roar, shaking off a lot of dust from the shelves. The subsidence of the entire land is not something that Shishi can stop.

Wang Shi looked out at the sky and said, "I'm going to take a look." If he comes, let him wait for me. ”

"I'll tell you. ”

Spotting a mountain peak, Wang Shi stepped into the air and walked towards it.

True and false pondered for a moment in place, then turned around and walked up to the eighteenth floor of the Scripture Pavilion.

An ordinary wooden door was pushed open, and a heavy layer of dust fell.

There was not a single scripture on the entire eighteenth floor, only a meditating futon. Zhenzhen sat on the futon and meditated.

After comprehending all the scriptures of Zen Buddhism, the truth and falsehood have reached the heavenly fairy realm, and all that is missing is immortal power. As long as he refines the relics left by the previous masters in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, then he can truly step into the Heavenly Immortal Realm.

One more Heavenly Immortal Realm can always change some things.

"Wang Shi was able not to fight for Zen in the final life and death, but to watch the flowers bloom and fall, see the world interesting, and comprehend the 'free Zen', which is really unexpected. Only such a person can reverse everything. ”

"Sixth Ancestor, I hope you can also go well. So that we can last a little longer and make that one in 10 million possibility come true. ”

Don't think about it anymore, empty all your thoughts of truth and falsehood, and fold your hands.

The walls were obscured by dust, and a glimmer of light slowly emerged.