The desolate world, the western heaven is blissful.

Since the two saints of the West were located in Sumeru Ling Mountain, almost the entire Xiniu Hezhou has become the world of Western religion.

And with the passage of time, it seems that the Western religion is no longer satisfied with the land of one continent, and the Liberation Sect has quietly spread to other continents.

But what Zhun Ti and Jieyin didn't expect was that the Western religion, which has always adhered to the principle that the world is bliss and everything can be measured, will one day be targeted by other forces!

"This guy Luo Hu, do you think Sanqing is difficult to provoke and I am easy to bully?"

"Shenzhou is so big, and now that the sect is in full swing, I don't think about how to face the anger of deceiving the origin, and I still want to put my hand into the West, do I really think that I am still the original chaos god and demon?"

The golden hall of the Sumeru treasure temple is born, all kinds of Buddhas and Bodhisattvas sit in the void, and the sound of chanting in the dark sounds, spreading throughout the entire spiritual mountain.

In this magnificent scene like a Buddha country, two tall figures sit cross-legged, as if they are above the desolate spirits.

Zhun Ti's gaze passed through the boundless void and landed on the edge of He Zhou.

Different from the mysterious tranquility on the spiritual mountain, there is the angry eye King Kong, and there is also the magic shadow!

"The path of preaching is mysterious, and it is necessary to use everything to the extreme."

"He wants to start a big war, so that the killing will come again, what is it to offend me?"

Compared with the coldness of Zhun Ti, the connection seems much more indifferent.

Opening his eyes slightly, he looked at the desolate land, and his tone could not hear joy, anger and sorrow, "This can only prove that he is too far behind me and too anxious." ”

"I'll just ignore it."

"Compared to him, Sanqing is troublesome."

......

The land of the Great Wilderness, the city of the Terran Sea.

As a newly established city, Linhai City is less ancient and more vibrant than other cities.

The whole city covers an area of hundreds of thousands of miles of land, although it is already on the edge of the great wilderness, but there are endless people in it, so lively.

As usual, the gate of Linhai City is still full of people and traffic.

Five thousand years have allowed the human race to develop from slash-and-burn farming at the beginning to a society similar to that of the Blue Star Dynasty.

Because of the protection of Lord Shangcang, the entire Zhisheng clan had almost no enemies in the Great Wilderness.

There are no enemies, plus there is a cultivation method, the lifespan of any person has reached hundreds or even thousands of years, and the Terran cities are now all over the Great Wilderness, not to mention thousands.

And the Zhisheng clan and those innate human races have no intention of managing the clansmen because they are thinking about how to break through the Mahayana, so now in these cities, large and small forces have also begun to emerge, and various families have been divided.

Linhai City is controlled by the Si clan, and not only Linhai City, but also the major cities distributed around Linhai.

In the entire Great Wilderness Human Race, the Si clan can be called powerful.

There is no other reason, the ancestor of the Si clan is a monk of the Mahayana realm, and she has followed the ancestor of Wangshu.

Now in addition to the human ancestors, there are twelve ancestors in the entire Great Wilderness Human Race.

These ancestors, without exception, are all congenital human races, and they have made great contributions to the continuation of the human race.

Wangshu is one of them, as early as more than 4,000 years ago, she had reached the peak of the Mahayana realm.

"Tsk, I can't imagine that the weak human race has developed to this point."

Outside the Linhai City Gate, a group of men and women with kind faces and compassionate temperaments looked at the magnificent city in front of them, and one of the men let out a sigh.

It's just that his slightly sarcastic voice is very inconsistent with his appearance, and it looks extremely weird.

"Pay attention to what you say!"

"What are the consequences of revealing your identity, don't I need to say more?"

Hearing the man's voice, a young man at the head turned his head and said coldly.

I don't know why, but there are many Terrans walking past this group of people, but it seems that they can't see them.

"Knowing Senior Brother, didn't you find that this group of Terrans are weak and pitiful? Rest assured, they won't find out about us. ”

As if he was a little afraid of the young man, the man who spoke first shrunk his neck and replied with some embarrassment.

"I hope so, remember, after you go in later, you can choose your own target, preferably the kind of human race whose qualifications are not good and who have encountered a bottleneck in cultivation."

"Also, let me be a little smaller when I am transformed, there is a woman in this city who has cultivated to the peak of the mortal realm, don't be discovered by her!"

The young man's gaze swept over the few people present, although he looked compassionate, his tone was extremely cold.

"The pinnacle of mortal realm? Hehe, let me go, senior brother, this level of existence, even if I am under her nose, she will not find out. ”

Hearing his words, the man from before licked his lips, and his tone was extremely evil.

At the same time, in a loft deep in Linhai City, a woman sitting cross-legged in a room suddenly opened her eyes.

"What's going on?"

"Why, I would suddenly have a kind of... A feeling of heart palpitations? ”

A trace of doubt flashed in his eyes, and Wangshu stood up, walked out of the room, and came to the top floor of the attic.

With her hands propped up on the edge of the railing, her gaze instantly covered the entire seaside city.

But I looked back and forth several times, but I didn't find anything abnormal.

"Is it a delusion?"

A hint of doubt flashed on her heroic face again, and she withdrew her gaze, shook her head, and turned away.

And at the moment when she turned around, not far away, a man in a monk's robe suddenly appeared on the street.

Raising his head and looking at the departing back above the attic, a trace of disdain flashed in the man's eyes.

"Tsk, I didn't expect that now the Mahayana can also be called an ancestor?"

"I really don't know why the sect leader made such an order, the human race, isn't it easy to destroy?"

Shaking his head, the man stopped thinking about it and began to scan his gaze.

The next moment, a Terran figure meditating cross-legged in a building not far away caught his eye.

This is an old man, whose realm has reached the third step of the mortal realm.

However, at this time, the old man didn't know if it was because of his talent or what, he had obviously reached the peak of returning to the void, but he was never allowed to take the fourth step.

A pair of slightly pale brows were slightly furrowed, and emotions such as madness and unwillingness clearly appeared on his old face.

"Hehe, that's you."

Looking at the old man, the corners of the monk-robed man's mouth hooked up a strange arc.

I didn't see him make any movements, just one step, and he quietly appeared in front of the old man.

"It's not a good feeling to not be able to break through the realm, right?"

"It's okay, let's... Let the poor monk help you. ”

"Hey......

The words fell, and the next moment, the strange smile on the corner of the man's mouth disappeared, and the whole person began to exude a thick and peaceful atmosphere.

"All living beings are equal, and the sea of suffering cultivates blessings and wisdom."

"All laws are also vain, and you can see through right and wrong."

"Surging sentient beings, the sea of suffering has no shore."

"Away from the hustle and bustle, to bliss."

Ethereal sounds rang out from inside the building, but no one heard the pedestrians on the street.

And the old man, frowning at the muttering of the monk-robed man, put his hands on his knees, began to slowly close together......