In another manor, the monks of the Western Heaven Sect gathered together. They were relatively silent at this time, and no one spoke much.

"The Lord of Butian Sect was killed. They sent out strong men to go to the palace. Should we also go there?" someone asked.

"yes."

"It's rational. I've seen so many dynasties change as a Westerner. A mere stone country is just a wave in the long river of history. It doesn't matter." A young man with short hair said.

"How are you looking for the person you were asked to find?" one of the venerables asked.

"There is no news, he seems to have disappeared in this world, without any trace!" A young man shook his head.

In the Xitian Sect, everyone is dressed like an ascetic, they all have short hair, and their hair is very long, and they pay attention to tempering themselves.

"No matter what, we must find him. He may have received the inheritance of ancient Buddha. He is more important to us than Shi Guo." The venerable who spoke before spoke again, his brows furrowed.

"By the way, he is not Xiaoshi's good brother. Maybe we can find out something from him."

Speaking of Xiaoshi, all the young people were very active. They all spoke out, thinking that not long ago they sent people to find Xiaoshi and were actually kicked out of the imperial capital. This is a shame. The majestic Western religion has stood in the long river of time. It has been immortal since ancient times and looked down upon the eight regions.

, Looking at the world, who dares to treat them like this.

"I think we should suppress him forcefully and make him reveal the information about that person."

"Yes, we should invite a few more ancestors to come, sweep across the entire imperial city with overwhelming force, and kick him out of the palace. Otherwise, how can we relieve the previous humiliation."

Several relatives spoke in a bad tone, hoping to use thunderous means to suppress Shi Hao, and then learn the traces of that person from his mouth.

As for the person they were talking about, Lin Yu himself had already left seclusion at this time. In the wilderness, he was riding a golden cloud, floating in the sky, taking a sip of wine every now and then.

At this moment, he was calm and calm, as if he was appreciating the great rivers and mountains. He was out of seclusion, because the characters from the upper realm were about to descend to the lower realm. This was his opportunity. He wanted to use their arrival to go to the front realm.

At this point in his Dharma cultivation, there is no further progress. He can only survive the Dharma Creation Tribulation. Whether he can be honored as the Taoist Patriarch in the future depends on this step. As for physical death, he no longer thinks about it, because he has the true

The Buddha's incarnation, the true dragon's incarnation, and the one who walks around as a mortal. These three can all be him. Even if the true body is really going to die in a catastrophe, he will not have no last resort to take that step.

Now, his current Dharma realm has not reached Dharmakaya yet, but his strength has far exceeded Dharmakaya realm. As he practices, he feels increasingly unclear about the Dharma and cannot make any progress.

As for how to avoid the punishment of thunder, the only way is to take a gamble. Not to mention the Eight-Nine Mysterious Technique, which is a magical body-refining skill, his physical body alone is already strong and immortal, not to mention that he is now successful in practicing the Nine Seals of Yuanshi.

Among them, the yin and yang seal can quickly restore injuries and strength. However, it is a pity that the level of perfect method cultivation is too low, and Liu Shenfa cannot help him currently. He wants to go back to the village to take a look at the villagers and his

A grandpa.

He glanced in the direction of Shiguo, and then headed in the direction of Shicun.

Stone Kingdom, inside the palace

In a world, the true dragon incarnation who was practicing suddenly opened his eyes, nodded slightly towards the void, and then fell into silence again.

The setting sun is like blood, and the setting sun shines on the palace, which looks extremely sacred. The entire palace is brilliant and exceptionally quiet and peaceful.

The majestic imperial city looks like a dream in the sunset, magnificent and spectacular.

"boom!"

A loud noise suddenly sounded, breaking the short-term tranquility. The entire imperial capital trembled, and dozens of people appeared in the distance. They were all emitting precious light, forming a divine ring, like gods coming to the world.

The ground was shaking because the leader took a step.

The monks from the Butian Sect, the Western Sect, and the Bulao Mountain Sect have arrived. There are five sages in total. Each of them is crystal clear and shrouded in brilliant divine light.

They came to the city wall and looked at the palace inside. Their eyes flashed with murderous intent, especially the Lord of Butian Sect.

The five great sages appeared together, and the fluctuations and auras alone caused turmoil in the sky and the earth, shocking people's hearts.

On the city wall, the powerful generals are trembling, not to mention the soldiers. This is not timidity, but a level gap. This is a kind of suppression of the souls of the weak by the strong, making people feel like ants and weak.

If they cross this gap.

When His Holiness arrived, the pressure was unparalleled and everyone could not bear it. Many people almost collapsed on the city wall in an instant.

The realm of the Venerable transcends the ordinary world. It is truly free from the world of mortals. It is high above the world. When the Venerable is angry, the sky and the earth change color, and the mountains and rivers are broken. This is the power they possess.

On weekdays, the Venerable was invisible. They were all practicing in seclusion. After the great tribulation, the Venerable even disappeared. But today, five of them suddenly appeared.

Ask the world, who can stop them, who can defeat the five venerables.

Even Shi Hao can't do it, because these five people will not kill the venerable man with a sword or the middle-aged Taoist nun like before.

"Kaicheng."

The leader of the group, an old man, shouted. He was a venerable from the Western religion. His hair was very long and stood as straight as a steel needle. His skin was bronze and his whole body was beating with divine light.

He shouted loudly, which shook a group of people on the city wall and almost spurted blood. This pressure was too terrifying and they could not resist it.

"Open the magic circle!" a warrior shouted.

In an instant, everyone on the city wall moved, and symbols on the city wall lit up in patches, forming a light curtain to protect the entire inner city of the palace.

"Little Doyle."

The venerable Western cultist raised his hand, and a ray of white light shot out and hit the city gate tower. It burned instantly and quickly like a flame. In the blink of an eye, the runes on the city wall began to dim.

"It's just a broken divine magic circle. It lacks divine materials to repair it, but you dare to sacrifice it. It's not worthy of blocking our way." A young man from behind sneered.

"Sacrifice formation!" The warriors on the city wall shouted again.

The dim runes on the city wall lit up again and began to flicker, vaguely revealing the aura of the gods, and the runes began to become brighter.

"Hey, I'm really willing to give it up and repaired part of it, but it's a pity that it was such a waste when we met!"

From behind, another venerable person said in surprise, then nodded.

The city wall exuded a terrifying aura, blocking their steps. That was the power of the ancient gods, which was rapidly resurrecting, turning this place into a copper and iron wall.

"snort!"

The Venerable Western Sect snorted coldly, and a black alms bowl appeared in his hand, which began to glow and emit wisps of auspicious clouds.

"God's magical weapon!"
Chapter completed!