It's a day, and the sky is not clear.

The black thunderclouds are no less than ten thousand miles, very thick, and a steady stream of thunder jumps out of them, or shows an arc, or a triangle, of course, more of a herringbone thunder god.

The entire sky dome is like an extremely large black cauldron pressed down, giving people a look of darkness and collapse, shocking, full of destruction, depression, and terror.

At this moment, I only heard a boom, and the bright thunder fell, exploded in the mountains, and the thunder and light arc visible to the naked eye jumped, as if returning to the ancient times, the sky was very low, the ground was very thick, the thunder was dense, and the state of chaos was chaotic.

In the center of the thunder, there is a grand and simple temple, surrounded by mountains and sanitation, lush and heavy, majestic and open. From a distance, thousands of tall statues stand ajar in the wide avenue with the gate ajar.

When the thunder struck, you could see that the shortest statues were Qianzhang, or white lions, or winged strange snakes, or giant elephants, or unicorns, each of which was lifelike.

The most eye-catching one, tall and tall, with a human face and a horse body, with tiger stripes, layered on top of each other, stretched out bird wings to cover the sky and the sun, standing there steadily, there is a vast atmosphere. It didn't look like a statue, but it seemed to be the real big demon corpse that was solidified with the supreme secret technique and stood here.

If there are outsiders here, the first impression is that it is as ancient as the ancient, dim, and deep, and the second impression is that it is big, whether it is thunder and lightning, or temple buildings, or statues, they are all incredibly large.

After a while, a giant walked out of the ancient temple, with a tiger skin skirt around his waist, bronzed skin, and a gorgeous ornament hanging from his ear, a muslin pattern, as he walked, the ornament hung down the scriptures, and the words collided, making a sound like a bell and drum, shaking the four directions.

The giant raised his head slightly, looked at the most dazzling statue of the human-faced horse at the door, opened his mouth, and his voice came out, saying, "Demon Saint, the end can only be like this." ”

Obviously, this is a big witch.

And the place in front of him is nothing else, it is the territory of the Wu clan.

"Huh,"

The powerful witch in front of him suddenly burst into brilliance in his eyes, able to cover the thunder that the black clouds split down, he used his hand to move, a quaint stone pillar appeared in front of him, the column section is hexagonal, and the twelve ancestors are carved on it, each of which is a statue of the ancestors, showing the momentum of the flood and famine era, thunder, water and fire, wind and clouds, etc., etc., many rules are naturally entangled, as if the substance.

Around the Twelve Ancestral Witches, there are also different lights and shadows, large or small, like stars rotating around the sun, and you can see people's faces and shadows.

Now there are two, which have become bleak.

When I touched it with my hand, it turned to ashes.

"Who killed Calendar and Sweet Dates?"

The giant made a loud voice, and his voice contained murderous intent, and he said word by word: "Let him pay!"

The Great Witch returned to the temple, as a Wu clan, they would not be able to calculate the heavenly machine, but the Wu clan, as a very mysterious race between heaven and earth, had the qi of the creation god on his body, once he was killed, the other party would have a kind of entanglement like a curse and not a curse, and the Wu clan would be able to sense the murderer according to the traction of the bloodline.

"Xingyuan,"

The Great Witch Taishe pronounced and called out a young Wu clan, who was tall and stepped on a black dragon, and said, "You can take the sun-chasing bow and sunset arrow of Houyi Dawu in our ancestral court and take a trip." ”

There was a cold light in the eyes of the Great Witch Taishe, and he said, "Those who killed our people can't be spared. ”

"Good. ”

Heungwon nodded, turned his head and left, and soon reappeared, carrying a large bow and a quiver in his hand, he didn't have to fly at all, but ran quickly, and the space stretched under his feet.

The country of lions and camels, in the royal palace.

Behind the hall, the pond is full of water, and the forest is blue. In the distance, behind the verandah, there is a winding bridge to the opposite bank, and at the end is a secluded cave, which occupies a vast area, and on it there are cut windows that let down the light.

Inside, it's quiet and calm.

After setting up the tables and chairs, smelling the water waves and lotus incense is more comfortable than in the main hall.

The golden-winged Dapeng bird sat on the main seat with a golden sword, he changed the golden crown, wore a cracked brocade robe, hung a magic sword at his waist, and there was a recklessness and ruthlessness between his eyebrows, although his current strength was the lowest among the people in the field, but because of his own roots and feet, coupled with the reason that he was behind the copper-cast iron casting of the peacock Daming King Bodhisattva, the aura was very strong.

As a member of the Buddhist Sect, the Bodhisattva of Forgetting Hui knew the weight of the Peacock Daming King, and his attitude was the mildest, and he took the lead in speaking, saying, "Daoyou is going to deal with the Demon Saint Nine Desolations?"

This bodhisattva has a thin face, reduced body length, and an extraordinary image, is a first-class character, speaks clearly, and is very fond of the spring wind.

"Not bad. ”

The golden-winged Dapeng bird could naturally see the kindness of the Bodhisattva Forgetting Hui, he shook the folding fan, and said: "This fang is despicable and shameless, the wolf is ambitious, and it is making wind and rain in all directions, so people can't help but get rid of it quickly." ”

Of course, the Bodhisattva of Forgotten Hui knew that with the temperament of the golden-winged Dapeng bird, it must be that the two of them had an enmity against the Nine Desolation Demon Saint Li Yuanfeng, not because of what he said just now, but this Bodhisattva would not say it, but nodded instead, and said: "In our Buddhism, we also hate this evil demon for a long time, and we have long wanted to kill it. ”

In fact, Buddhism really hates Li Yuanfeng.

Not to mention anything else, Li Yuanfeng has been on a journey to the west, first making a fuss on the Five Elements Mountain, and then jumping around in Xiniu Hezhou, making waves, if it weren't for the rules set by the big forces such as the demon clan before the start of the journey to the west, Guanyin Bodhisattva and other Buddhist powers would have already taken action.

Now the situation of Buddhism is that Guanyin Bodhisattva and other people with the magic power of the golden immortal can not make a move, as for the golden immortal below, the masters of Buddhism will naturally not be less, but there are many people who are not with Shakyamuni Guanyin and others, and now they are hiding in their own Buddha world to eat fasting and chanting Buddha, watching coldly, and hanging high on their own. The vast majority of Shakyamuni Buddha and Guanyin Bodhisattva have to conquer all kinds of worlds and can't pull out.

After all, the major event of the Journey to the West, what happened on Xiniu Hezhou is just the appearance, and controlling and integrating the worlds that haunt Xiniu Hezhou and are also favored by heaven is the right way.

In the thousands of small worlds, there are countless talents, which is the foundation of Buddhism's prosperity.

And obviously, judging from the past record of the Nine Desolation Demon Saint Li Yuanfeng, it is not easy to deal with him, one or two, two or three people are not enough.

"Maybe it's an opportunity. ”

Although the Bodhisattva of Forgetting Wisdom is friendly with the Golden-winged Dapeng Bird, he is a real person of the Shakyamuni line, and he has his own little abacus, and since the people of his own line are not enough, he can use other forces.

It's like the golden-winged Dapeng bird in front of him, just borrowing his east wind.

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