"Attack Mount Meru!Tsk, what a crazy action, which big force made the move?" Chu Ling's brain spun rapidly.

Mount Meru is one of the three holy places, with the three thousand Buddha countries at the foot of the mountain as a barrier, and in the mountain are all kinds of immortal forbidden ones emerge in endlessly, and there are countless strong people.

"Could it be the Jixia School Palace, which is also the Three Holy Lands, or the War God Palace?" Chu Ling frowned, and then shook his head again, when he was besieging the old thing, the three holy lands were in the same breath, as if they came out of one vein, he shouldn't have done this.

But apart from these two, Chu Ling really couldn't think of any other organization with such leopard guts.

Just within a moment of Chu Lingfei's thoughts, a huge force hit the pagoda, and the gap at the bottom opened, and when the gap was about to close, suddenly, a golden thing was stuck underneath, constantly magnifying, and the huge pagoda was lifted up by a gap one person high.

At this moment, the scene outside made Chu Ling completely shocked, the Sumeru Mountain, which was originally golden and auspicious, turned into a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, dark red blood, exuding a fishy smell, slowly condensing, and there was still a remnant of divinity in it.

Accompanied by the smell of blood, deafening shouts of killing came from outside, as if the sky was falling apart.

On one side of the war, of course, the Prajna sect as the host, countless monks and believers held vajra, demon-slaying pestles, and other various magic weapons, reciting holy mantras, desperately resisting the attack like a tide.

"Hum the palace, Moda la ......" The dense chanting sound was connected, and Chu Ling, who had been cultivated for more than forty years, immediately reacted, this is the earth-touching spell of the Prajna Sect.

The mantra of touching the ground is one of the few taboo mantras in the Prajna Sect, but once it is recited, it is extremely powerful, and when the Buddha and the Great Heavenly Demon King fought the ultimate battle, fought hard for six days, and finally subdued the Great Heavenly Demon King, it was this mantra that was recited, and the power can be seen.

But this forbidden mantra is too against the sky, it is almost hurtful to the heavens, once it is recited, even if it has achieved the Buddha's fruition, it will also be contaminated with red dust cause and effect, resulting in the realm falling, and the cultivation is retreating, so it is taboo, so it is also called the defeat mantra.

Nowadays, thousands of Buddha disciples, regardless of the cause and effect, regardless of the retreat of the realm, have to chant this mantra, it seems that they have really encountered an immortal enemy, even the Arhat who has stepped into the realm of the sage, there is also a risk of drinking hatred.

On the other side of the battle, Chu Ling didn't know what it was, but when he saw that the thirteen people led by him were all covered in black robes, exuding the aura of a great sage.

Streams of black light rushed out of his body, turning into oolongs, spreading clouds and rain, lightning and thunder, stirring the avenue between heaven and earth.

The roar of the wild oolong can suppress the breathtaking chanting.

These thirteen great sages, with every move and every move, all burst out with the momentum of suppressing mountains and rivers, and the golden Mount Meru was also blasted out of many potholes.

Led by the thirteen great sages, followed by dense barbarian ancient beasts, these fierce and reckless beasts, flapping their wings covering the sky and the sun, roaring wildly, spewing out a devastating breath, which is terrifying.

On the back of each beast, there is a knight, dressed in black-scaled armor, exuding a long chill.

They were like a bunch of inhumane zombies, cold as hard stones, frantically rushing towards the monks regardless of the dead and wounded.

Most of these black-scaled armored troops riding reckless beasts were Venerable-level cultivators, and with the reckless beasts they sat on, it was enough to exert the strength of the peak Venerable.

Such combat power, pick out one at random, put it in Xi Mang, it is enough to be proud, but at this moment, it has formed a military formation to attack Mount Meru, and these black scale armor are of excellent quality, not made of the scales of ordinary reckless beasts, it seems that at least they are also the scales of the dragon, the hand behind this is so big that it is hard to hide the imagination.

Thirteen great sages, in such a battlefield, are simply comparable to invincible existences, they are like a sharp awl, ruthlessly and ruthlessly directly cutting through the golden defense of the Prajna Sect, unstoppable.

The reckless beast black armor army followed closely behind, eating away at the lives of the monks and believers little by little, and the screams became one.

"The people who are fighting now should only be some of the disciples of the Nine Sects of the Prajna Sect, otherwise it would not have been possible to defeat so quickly. "On the battlefield, there are not many sages of the Prajna Sect, let alone bodhisattvas.

This made Chu Ling very strange: where did they all run away, they had already hit halfway up the mountain, could they be so fearless?

At this moment, a grand bell rang, a "buzz", melodious, golden sound waves, spreading layer by layer, very terrifying.

As the bell rang, dozens of extremely powerful breaths rose from all directions at the foot of Mount Meru.

"Those who offend my Prajna religion will be killed!"

The first thing that came was an extremely strong and righteous voice, like a lion roaring, full of the aura of mighty Vajra.

But seeing the two "Roshan", exuding the breath of a great sage, the muscles swelled to the point of an explosion.

This great sage, who was three feet tall, held a bronze magic stick, dancing impermeable, and a huge beast was directly whipped away by his copper stick, and before he could even make a scream, it exploded into a cloud of blood mist in the air.

He is like a dragon into the sea, left and right, straight to the yellow dragon, unstoppable, every step he takes, there is a mountain peak collapsed, the dust is flying, the body is extremely amazing, it is simply an ancient barbarian god in human form.

"Seven-Star Sage, the Protector Patriarch of the Great Mighty Heavenly Dragon Sect!" Seeing this peerless physique, Chu Ling immediately reacted.

At this time, in the other direction, there was also a mysterious old monk who opened up a clearing.

The old monk was dressed in a loose robe, his chest was exposed, his skin was loose, and golden terrifying Buddha breath erupted from his body, covering a large space.

This space is like a small realm of its own, and all the black-armored knights who set foot in it were immediately wrapped in a golden lotus flower, and then purified and cleaned, and a wisp of life essence and spirit overflowed, wanting to escape, but was jumped up by a golden carp under the lotus flower and swallowed into its belly.

Countless black-armored knights are located around, eager to try, but that space is like an independent world, although it is extremely quiet, but it is full of murderous intent.

"This is the Protector Patriarch of the Pure Land Sect. Chu Ling secretly said in his heart, he could see that this was a vision of the Pure Land, and only by contemplating the Pure Land Sect of the Elysian World at all times could it be truly and completely manifested.

At the same time that these two great sages opened up the battlefield, the other six directions, the apologetic sages of the Eight Sects of the Manifest Sect, finally made a move, and each occupied a position.

Behind them was a large group of surging and angry Emperor Realm powerhouses, armed with magic weapons, besieging the black-armored cavalry in the middle.

At this time, Prajna has just begun, showing its sharp minions to these enemies who have invaded them......