Monk Dawu arrived. When everyone heard the Buddha's name echoing in the air, they saw that the wine and meat monk who was usually ruined was now solemn in treasure. He sat cross-legged on a cloud, with gorgeous Buddha light lingering behind his head.

"Amitabha, the two donors are fighting each other. I shouldn't have stopped you, but why should you hurt the innocent?"

While speaking, Monk Dawu suddenly raised his hand, and the Buddha's voice and Sang Singing Singing rose up. Golden lotus appeared in the sky. The Buddha's light condensed into a big hand, and he slapped the battlefield between the Earth Fire Ancestor and the Shang Yang Demon King in the air.

The divine light of the wise eyes of the heavens flashed deep in the pupils. Lin Tian stared at the movements of Monk Wu. It was also the Great Zen Prajna Seal. It was used in Monk Wu's hands, but it was even more vast and mysterious.

"Monkey Empowerment, don't meddle in other people's business!" The old ancestor of Earth Fire snorted coldly, and saw his sleeves shaking. The fire of extinction condensed into a fire dragon with its teeth and claws rising into the sky and hit the hands of the Great Zen Prajna Buddha.

"Amitabha, earth fire donor, your murderous thought is too heavy." He spoke softly, and monk Zhiwu's movements still did not stop at all. The Great Zen Prajna Buddha's hand slapped the fire dragon, and then the Buddha's hand shattered in the air, turning into a rain of Buddha's light that was like fireflies all over the sky and landed, covering hundreds of miles of radius.

In everyone's shocking eyes, the fire of extinction and the ice of extinction filled the battlefield dissipated between nothingness under the baptism of the rain of Buddha's light. A radius of hundreds of miles was covered with wildness. The tendency of destruction ripples spread stopped. All the destroyed things seemed to be revived under the nourishment of the Buddha's light, and once again filled with surging vitality.

With his eyes narrowed, Lin Tian couldn't help but sigh that this was the true magical power of Buddhism. The Buddhist attainments of monk Huo have obviously reached an extremely high level. Only by having true Buddha nature in mind can the true meaning of Buddhism be exerted.

But Lin Tian understood that he was destined to be without the Buddha nature. Even if he practiced the supernatural powers of Buddhism, he would never be able to achieve such attainments, because he had his own power, and was attached to the ultimate spiritual power and martial power, rather than the Buddhist path...

"Monkey Hu, what do you mean?" The old ancestor Dihuo looked ashen. He easily resolved the power of him and Shang Yang, and it was obvious that Monk Hu's cultivation was higher than that of the two of them.

"I am a Buddha, and I just can't bear to suffer from the sufferings of all living beings." Monk Dawu clasped his hands together and said lightly.

"Haha, even the masters of Buddhism have come, but it is not that easy for you to enter the Dragon Tomb." The Shangyang Demon King raised his head and laughed, bowed to Monk Riwu, and his figure flashed and headed towards the depths of the wild forest.

"Dragon Tomb?" Hearing what the Shang Yang Demon King said, the Earth Fire Ancestor and the Monk of Dawu changed their color together. Obviously, they did not expect that the depths of this wild forest would be the tomb of the real dragon.

The breath of the true dragon, the cemetery of the dragon, what does all this mean? A powerful treasure? A supernatural power? Or a deadly forbidden area?

The true dragon in ancient times was comparable to the gods, and it was not something that Nirvana-level monks could resist. Although the Dragon Cemetery may contain great opportunities, it must be extremely dangerous. If you are not careful, even Nirvana-level monks will die without a place to bury them.

The True Dragon is the master of all things and commanded all demons in ancient times, which made everyone present understand why the two demon kings suddenly rushed to the guard entrance.

The previous ancient Ba Long was obviously the guard who guarded the entrance of the Dragon Tomb. Now the two Nirvana ancestors, Tianhuo and Earthhuo, took action to repel Ba Long. Monk Wu came and asked Shang Yang Demon King to retreat. In this way, the gate of the Dragon Tomb was equivalent to being opened. As for whether to enter or not, it was forced to make a decision to think about it.

The cold silver eyes of the Earth Fire ancestor glanced at Monk Wu, then his figure flashed and returned to the disciples of the Tianhuo Sword Sect.

Monk Riwu smiled indifferently, the clouds under his feet dissipated, fell from the sky, and came to the Buddhist side.

"Greetings to the uncle of the master." A group of Buddhist disciples bowed one after another, while Lin Tian bowed. He was just a name in the Buddhist sect, not a disciple, so he did not need to bow.

He waved his hand casually, and a burst of energy came out, lifting up the disciples. Monk Liaowu walked straight to Lin Tian and smiled and said, "Brother Lin, we are meeting again."

"Haha, yes, we're meeting again."

"You kid is always so capable of causing trouble. After killing Obsidian City, I will bring you to the Buddha Sect. Not long after, you went to Yunmu City to start a massacre. You did the Huba City as well, right?"

As soon as they met, Monk Wu told him everything Lin Tian had done, and the corners of his mouth kept twitching. No matter how he looked at the young man in front of him, he felt a headache.

Listening to Monk Wu's call, the spitting stars splashed everywhere, and Lin Tian's face showed a hint of astonishment. Before he could react, Monk Wu suddenly came over and said in a low tone: "The three true self-real family ancestors of Hubacheng disappeared. It won't have anything to do with you boy, right?"

"This seems to have something to do..." Lin Tian touched his nose and said lightly.

Hearing this, Monk Wu's mouth twitched twice again and said, "You guy is such a troublemaker. This time, Monk, I won't wipe your butt. Your murderous aura is heavy again. Senior Brother Abbot seems to value you very much. I hope you won't let us down."

"Don't worry, I, Lin Tian, ​​always know me, Lin Tian. I will only kill those who should be killed, and I will not kill innocent people indiscriminately." With a gentle smile, Lin Tian could feel the solemnity of Monk Wu's tone, not just joking with him.

"It's good that you know, the matter of the Dragon Tomb is extraordinary. You will leave with the little monk Yun Fan and the others later." After giving instructions, Monk Wu turned around and looked at the depths of the wild forest, with a hint of solemnity in his eyes.

Brush! Brush!…

There were bursts of exclamations from the crowd, and two figures shot out from the camps of the Zhongtulin family and the Zhongtuhuang family, and flew towards the deep air of the wild forest. They were extremely powerful cultivators at the Nirvana level.

The people of the Lin clan and the Huang clan are all descendants of the ancient dragon bloodline, so they are naturally more looking forward to entering the dragon cemetery. If they can find the dragon essence left by the legendary dead true dragon, then they will have immeasurable benefits for the improvement of their own bloodline and the advancement of their cultivation.

Compared with the vast majority of people present, the Dragon Cemetery has the greatest temptation and attraction to the Lin tribe and the Yellow tribe.

Immediately afterwards, the injury of the Heavenly Fire Ancestor has recovered. He flew up in the air with the Earthly Fire Ancestor and headed towards the depths of the wild forest. It was obvious that he wanted to enter the Dragon Tomb to get a glimpse of the truth.

At this moment, a Buddha light came instantly from the edge of the sky and landed beside Monk Lewu. This was a young monk wearing a red cassock and a white monk's robe. He had a three-fold light wheel around his head, and his treasure was solemn.

"Let's go in too. The legendary Zhanlong Tomb, I didn't expect that the sun would appear again today." The young monk clasped his hands together, and spoke slowly in a calm tone.

"Lefa? The Fazong actually sent you out? It seems that this battle with Long Tomb is not simple." Seeing the young monk in white robe beside him, Monk Wu said in a little surprised.

"That's of course, otherwise how could the two Buddhas be alarmed?"

"Even the Buddha was alarmed?!"

His expression changed, but the monk Lefa did not respond. His figure flashed, and the Buddha light condensed into a golden lotus under his feet, carrying him to the depths of the wild forest. Monk Lewu then flew up in the air and followed.

In this way, the Nirvana-level powerhouses attracted by the breath of the true dragon have entered the depths of the wilderness forest. Many disciples below seem to have received orders, and they all turn around and prepare to leave.

The Dragon Grave is not a small matter, and it is definitely not something that ordinary monks can touch. Even if a monk in the realm of the hijab and true self enters it, he will not be able to get any advantage in the hands of a powerful Nirvana level. He is very likely to turn into ashes and be in vain for a lifetime of hard work.
Chapter completed!