Chapter 645: Floating Spirit Mountain - Wang Capital

On Snow Mui Island.

Wutongzi found Zhang Baijian again, "There's a letter from the Immortal King's Mansion, that girl from your family will come here, but it's after the path is opened, and it's not alone." ”

"What...... Meaning? Zhang Baijian asked, of course, for the second thing.

Wutongzi pointed to the top of the majestic snow-capped mountain outside, "Do you know what the night seniors in that Snow Plum Palace are arranging?" Naturally, it won't be because of us people. ”

"In the Divine Court, the Blue Moon Immortal King's Mansion occupies the path from Fangcun Prefecture to the center of the three thousand five hundred states, and all the offerings along the way for countless years in the future will be in the hands of the Blue Moon Immortal King's Mansion."

"So, somebody will come and see."

"Is it a so-called etiquette again?"

"But it doesn't matter." Zhang Baijian smiled casually: "Zhang Qing, they have already entered Kirishima Prefecture. I believe that it will not be long before the path leads to Yuhua Prefecture. ”

Hearing this, Wutongzi was also shocked in his heart, what is the strength of Zhang Qing, or is it that those Buddhist monks are all paper-paste?

"Your brother, could it be some kind of special physique?" Wutongzi also feels a little outrageous when he thinks about it, even if he has a special physique, after opening the gate of heaven, it shouldn't still be so terrifying.

The shadow of the behemoth became more and more muddy, and finally a thousand feet of low peak jumped out of the sea, and the waves of water scattered in all directions like a curtain of rain.

"Got it." A wonderful voice came from the front of the heavy curtain, under the thousands of skies, the wind and rain fluttered, and the moment the curtain was blown, a bright head and an elderly face were revealed.

For the Divine Court, that state after state is not our path, and for the Zhang family, our strength is still like this, but it is still possible to connect the islands and turn them into unblocked roads that belong to us.

The name of an island, named a state, this island is still left with ninety percent of the island area even under the stick of the great sage.

And the foggy island that fills the fog all day long is itself a kind of heaven and earth creation, in the fog, there is no heaven and earth killing machine, there is no terrible chance, it is said that no one has ever found rare seeds in it.

"Hmph, half of the Buddha Prefecture counted a total of eight of them to open the gate of heaven, although one died under Brother Zhang, the rest of them are also waste, even the two bald donkeys can stop it, I'm afraid you will be able to bear to do it to them."

There were a few monks who retreated into it, but few came out, and in those days, Kirishima was even less accessible.

"If the discussion is broken, let's do it." Zhang Qing disappeared under the position, which made the Zhang family on the side envious of the golden lotus, and the opening of the heavenly gate was not like that.

As for the fact that there is no worse chance, some people know that there may not be rumors at all.

That time, Zhang Qingyou didn't let the monks in Fangcun Prefecture be used as cannon fodder, since Zhang Baijian and Wan Jia participated in the retreat, they could do anything.

Because just under the sea and sky around Kirishima, there are many flying boats, and the most dazzling group of them is naturally the Zhang family team of Fangcunzhou engraved with fiery red flames on the surface.

"Do you know if Zhang Daoyou can send this puppet...... a Wanjia Tianmen hesitated, but before he finished speaking, he was not interrupted by Zhang Qing.

"How can there be so many special physiques."

The indifferent voice fell, so that the faces of the two Tianmen of the Wan family were kind, but they dared to expose it, whether it was Zhang Baijian or us, all of them had witnessed Zhang Qing's special combat power like gods and demons, fighting with the body of Buddhism, and the mana was not inferior to the magic power of Buddhism blessed by monstrous beliefs.

"That ......" Zhang Baijian's Heavenly Gate Realm is different from that of a madman, but the two of the Wan families are embarrassed, after all, none of us are just ordinary people who open the Heavenly Gate, and like the ancestor of Zhang Yuan of the Zhang family, they have priority over the existence of the immortal law before the breakthrough.

That island is on the edge of a state land, but it is the center of the civilization of Nakishima state.

Zhang Liang looked at Zhang Qing, who was more disgusted to think than fighting.

"However, to say that it is a trap, it is too ...... to set a trap with the death of the fourteen living Heavenly Gate Buddhas."

"If those monks join forces, I'm afraid you still haven't left Guling Prefecture now, but from beginning to end, we have not teamed up to deal with him."

Kirishima.

The transparent flames were burning, and the small dragon turtle once again let out a high roar.

"You're using manpower, but you're going to get the least amount of things, and there's not a single broken road that runs through the whole state."

In the luxurious Feizhou attic, Mo Yuan sat in the first place, surrounded by a golden lotus and seven heavenly gates.

"If one of the Heavenly Gate Buddha cultivators is allowed to free up their hands, it is necessary for the ten thousand families to dominate the land of a state."

Zhang Baizhi's demon cultivator said compassionately, making the atmosphere in the attic so pleasant.

Let's deal with the golden body of the Buddha and open the gate of heaven, which is different from the difficulty of ascending to the sky.

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Without the dragon's head looking up, the wind and rain under the ocean were violent for a while, and you can only see it in the stormy waves, this island turned out to be a terrifying beast.

"Buddha, several elders have not passed away yet, and there are only two uncles left behind them, Honghai and Hongyu."

However, like Guling Prefecture and Half Buddha Prefecture, the Buddhist temples outside have always fought separately, although the weak strength has brought nearly twice the proportion of battle losses to the monks, but on Zhang Qing's little pushback, Buddhism is still in a desperate situation.

I'm changing hands, if I hadn't met the Buddhist cultivator who opened up the eight heavenly gates, otherwise Zhang Qing would have wanted to try his limits.

The mighty army of monks crossed Kirishima and appeared in the interior of Kirishima Prefecture, which was the least test for the Buddhist sect that occupied less than one percent of the islands.

The seven Open Heaven Gate came from Zhang Baijian and a cultivator family in Banfozhou, from Fangcun Prefecture to now about to arrive in Kirishima Prefecture, Zhang Qing also had to let those people participate in retreating.

Just when Zhang Qing was like a bamboo, under a certain rough sea area in Kirishima Prefecture, suddenly a hazy halo rose from the deep sea, brighter and brighter, and the bright golden rays illuminated the sky and the sea.

"It's going well, it's scary."

"There are eight living Buddha cultivators in Kirishima Prefecture, they will help you drag seven of them, and you will deal with them one by one."

"That's an anomaly, Xuemei Island has been waiting for your help, I guess I'm also confused."

"Every Heavenly Gate is a world away from each other, and to be able to cross a Heavenly Gate and win, he is not weak enough."

The bad thing is that Mo Yuan is still there, and no one dares to be presumptuous.

"Yes, does he think it's right?"

A huge shadow was exposed under the surface of the sea, an island dozens of miles away, but you could faintly see the golden lines looming above the soil beneath the island.

The mountain peaks continued to rise, and the huge shadows above the sea became more and more terrifying, until at a certain moment, a long roar sounded.

Buddhism is the present body of cause and effect, and it is almost not the existence of any strong point, and that kind of Buddha cultivation is a descendant in any temple.