Sword Venerable Ling Tian

"So, you have been in hell all your life, and the upper realm is prosperous, you have never experienced it?"

Ling Tian suddenly asked.

"Yes!"

"So I am also very curious..."

Lao Hou said leisurely.

Ling Tian nodded, and did not talk to Lao Hou anymore.

But in his heart, it has been a long time unable to calm down.

Hell, Yellow Springs, Three Realms and Six Paths, what did you experience in the era of the endless emergence of the Great Emperor?

Among them, is there the existence of Juntian Great Emperor?

My Xiaoqing now looks more like the reincarnation body of Truth Listening, but where did the disappeared Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva go.

Is it really sanctified, soaring outside the 9th Heavenly Layer?

All of this is too mysterious, but Ling Tian is still far away from Ascension, and he wants to know all this, only after Ascension is possible.

Within a day, Ling Tian had forged Lao Hou's new stick body.

Ling Tian named this stick Du'er Yellow Springs, nothing more than adding the word Yellow Springs under the original du'er word, which can be regarded as a single thought for Laohou.

On the stick body is engraved with Lei Yin Ming drill by Ling Tian, ​​the formidable power is infinite.

"dong dong dong......"

However, at this moment, Ling Tian suddenly heard an abnormal noise outside, and immediately flashed out of the Peach Garden.

In the quiet room, Ling Tian realized that the sound of dong dong was the bell of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple, but now this hour is not the time to ring the bell!

With a deep groan, Ling Tian still walked out of the quiet room.

However, when Ling Tian stood on the Buddhist temple and looked at the West Sea in the distance, he couldn't help but eyes shrank.

At this time, the sea around Mount Putuo was like boiling water, flooded everywhere, and at the up ahead of the gate, a huge peak formed by condensing seawater appeared unexpectedly. The peak was quite high. For kilometers, the densely packed people standing on it are all sea monsters.

In the sky, on the back of a huge ray like a mountain, there is a sea monster Loose Immortal blooming with brilliance, standing on it.

The baleful aura is soaring, the sea monster is under the pressure, covering the heavens, shielding the sun, and the entire golden sea of ​​Mount Putuo has become dim.

At this time, nearly tens of thousands of sea monsters surrounded Mount Putuo!

"courting death!"

Ling Tian face turned cold, with a grunt in his mouth, he rushed down.

This West Sea Demon Race is here, so I should be looking for him.

Ling Tian flew out from the gate of Wanfo Temple and landed on the city wall of the outer city. At this time, on the city wall, the densely packed Human Race was already waiting.

Qin Shaoyang and the others greeted Ling Tian as they came down.

"What's the situation?"

Ling Tian looked at the densely packed sea monster solemnly asked outside floating on the sea.

"I don’t know, these sea monsters suddenly gathered around, and it seems that there should have been a plan. Now the Fa conference is over four days later, the Human Race on Mount Putuo has gone a lot. Otherwise, with these sea monsters, dare to commit Mount Putuo, that would be courting death."

Qin Shaoyang hummed.

"Since it has nothing to do with the Ten Thousand Buddha Temples, these guys really came to me."

The fists in Ling Tian's sleeves clenched, looking at those from a distance Sea monster Loose Immortal, fighting intent, has gradually begun to rise.

"What? I came to you?"

Qin Shaoyang rolled his eyes, "Did brother-in-law killed the sea monster when you came?"

"Well, I killed some. One of them is said to be the noble Loose Immortal in the West Sea Demon Race."

Ling Tian nodded, and took out the Proud Word Art from the ring.

"Do you see if this Taichu is the same as your crazy character soul?"

The black proud character soul appeared in Ling Tian's hands, Qin Shao Yang's face changed.

"His, this Martial Spirit..."

Qin Shaoyang took the Martial Spirit behind him, but suddenly, it was hidden into Qin Shaoyang's body at the beginning.

In that instant, the latter was tumbling all over in an imposing manner, and the coercion exploded exponentially.

"Hey, brother-in-law, it's really true. In this way, I am still short of the last Martial Spirit, so I have a set together!"

With the skyrocketing battle strength, Qin Shaoyang was overjoyed.

The blessing of Martial Spirit of Shuang Taichu is completely unmatched by Shan Taichu.

If you put together a whole set, then the degree of tyranny should be compared with Shuangkuanggu Taichu, not much worse.

"Well, I will help you find the last one as soon as possible. Taichu."

Ling Tian nodded, took out a double mace from the ring, and handed it to Qin Shaoyang.

The pair of mace, the body paint The dark red was re-forged by Ling Tian with the original crossing stick. After the re-casting, it was enough to rank under the high grade quasi-celestial soldiers.

"Hehe, this is great, so it seems that today is not enough to fight against this sea monster!"

Accepted the double mace, Qin Shaoyang has already Can't help but be eager to have a try.

"Amitabha."

At this time, Wukong also flew up from behind, clasping his hands together: "If the sea monster is coming this time for Ling Tian benefactor, Wukong is willing to join the battle. "

"Don't be aggressive, you don't need you, these sea monsters are not the real battle strength of West Sea Demon Race, I haven't put them in my eyes."

Ling Tian Shook his head.

How powerful is the West Sea Demon Race? If you come out all the way, it will far exceed the Temple of Ten Thousand Buddhas.

These sea monsters nowadays, but they are less than half of them.

"Amitabha, the dragon general Xia Jing, what do you mean by leading the western sea monster to come to my Mount Putuo today?!"

"When my Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple is unmanned? !"

Finally, a gloomy voice suddenly resounded throughout Mount Putuo.

Immediately, the gate of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple on the mountain opened, and countless dísciples shrouded in Buddha's radiance gushed out of it.

The leader is the Master of Palm Temple Jingzen, while dísciples such as Liu Yiyi and Shenxiu are close behind.

"Xia Jing pays homage to the Jingchan Master......"

The dragon on the ray's back moved towards Jingchan, but there is no expression on his face.

"I also look at Jing Zen Master, forgive me, this time I will lead the West Sea Demon Race army and come to Mount Putuo, not for Mount Putuo, but to catch someone!"

"This Human Race not only killed me the nobles of West Sea Demon Race, but also seized the Supreme Treasure of West Sea. If we don't capture it back to West Sea Dragon Palace, Xia Jing can't explain to the West Sea monster master. "

Jing Chan raised his eyebrows, and Xia Jing had such a tough posture, never before.

The Temple of Ten Thousand Buddhas is above the West Sea, and it has always been in harmony with the Monster Race well.

"Oh? Who is it?"

"Are you sure he is in my Mount Putuo? If I don’t have the person you want, don’t blame me for being impolite, I’m quiet Zen Lao Ni has a bad temper. If you don't pull your two dragon's whiskers, I am afraid that you will not get through..."

Jing Zen's stick in his hand shakes, coldly said.

Xia Jing took a deep breath, and the shame in his eyes flashed. He is now Loose Immortal Great Demon. If he is outside Mount Putuo, he really doesn't think he can't beat Jing Chan.

But this place is indeed suppressed by Mount Putuo's Buddha's radiance, so he can't help but be passive.