After taking away a holy burial place again, Zi Chen headed to the Western Continent.
Zi Chen has been to this continent before. There is an area known as the Western Desert, and there is a Buddhist sect. Zi Chen's good and evil monks are there.
The present burial place of this area is in the Western Desert and falls under the rule of Buddhism.
Zi Chen came directly to the sky above the burial place of the saints and leaned down to look at the burial ground below.
At this moment, there are many monks gathered in front of the Holy Burial Ground, and there are even some old monks cross-legged. They seem to be waiting for the opening of the Holy Burial Ground.
Unlike other hidden holy places, the opening here is irregular. Sometimes it will be opened several years apart, sometimes it will be opened every two years, and the longest will not exceed five years. Relatively speaking, the frequency of its opening is still
Very high.
Zi Chen's arrival did not attract much attention, because people from the heavens often come here to try their luck.
After seeing Zi Chen, many people looked away. Only a few heavenly realms had a flash of doubt in their eyes. Then two people stood up and walked towards Zi Chen. One of them was a monk, and another
He is an elderly monk.
"It seems that we are looking for someone to form an alliance again." Not far away, some heavenly beings murmured.
Entering the Holy Burial Ground is accompanied by many dangers. If some heavenly realms cooperate fully, the possibility of success will be greater.
But before these two people could reach Zi Chen, Zi Chen looked at the burial place in front of him and said, "Wuji Sect Zi Chen wants to see the guardian of the Holy Land!"
This sound formed a strange sound wave, which spread forward. The two heavenly realms who walked straight towards them happened to be enveloped in this ripple. Their expressions immediately changed and they flashed to the side.
The monks who didn't care at first raised their heads and looked at Zi Chen, their eyes flashing with shock on their faces.
"Wuji Sect, Zi Chen!"
Hearing this low shout, this somewhat familiar figure before finally made peace with the majestic figure in his memory, and all kinds of uproar was heard for a while.
Everyone's eyes were fixed on Zi Chen, with shock on their faces.
"What's going on?" A low voice came from the burial place.
"According to the order of Saint Suzaku, take White Tiger Holy Land away from this place and go to Wuji Sect!"
As he spoke, a fiery red token appeared in Zi Chen's hand.
The space above the Holy Burial Ground was distorted, and a young man walked out of it. As soon as he appeared, a thick aura of murder spread out.
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Many years ago, Western Desert was called Buddhism. However, with the emergence of Buddha and many inheritances brought by Buddha, Buddhism was officially renamed Buddhism.
The current leader of the Buddhist sect is the former disciple of Buddha, the good and evil monk whose reputation is far and away no less than that of Zi Chen.
In the Western Desert, his reputation is even louder than that of Zi Chen.
At this moment, the good and evil monk is sitting cross-legged in the Buddhist hall. His body is sometimes flashing with golden light, sometimes flashing with black light. His expression can sometimes be precious, with kind eyebrows and kind eyes, and sometimes he can be vicious, cruel and murderous.
"Sect Master." An anxious voice suddenly came from outside the hall.
The changes around him disappeared, and the monk who opened his eyes became kind again. He looked at the palace door and said, "What's the matter?"
His precious appearance is **, with Buddha light surging all over his body, like an enlightened monk, full of compassion for heaven and earth, remembering the great mercy of the world.
"The Wuji Sect's people want to take away the Holy Burial Site." The voice from the outside sounded again.
"What?" The Buddha's light dissipated in the monk's eyes, and his compassion gradually disappeared.
"People from the Wuji Sect want to move the burial place to the Wuji Sect." The visitor repeated.
"presumptuous!"
A roar sounded from the main hall, and the compassion in the monk's eyes completely disappeared. He stood up directly, Buddha power surged around him, and his expression gradually became cold and stern: "A small Wuji Sect dares to come here to attract the Buddha's attention. It's so big
How courageous! Which brat from the Wuji Sect is this? Go and tell them that even Zi Chen, the leader of the Wuji Sect, would not dare to run wild on Lord Buddha’s territory!"
A roaring sound came out, the hall opened automatically, and a powerful aura filled the surrounding area.
At the same time, the monk's voice echoed throughout the Buddhist sect. Such a vulgar tone was also contrary to Buddhist teachings. Therefore, many old monks could only recite Amitabha silently in their hearts and pretended not to hear it.
There was a relatively young monk standing outside the door. When he saw the good and evil monks walking out, he immediately put his hands together and saluted, but his expression was a little hesitant.
"The place where the holy burial place is buried can be moved. Who is this kid?" The monk glanced at the monk outside the temple.
"It's... Wuji Sect Master Zi Chen!"
"What? Zi Chen!" The monk stared and asked, "Which Zi Chen?"
"Zi Chen, the master of the Wuji Sect!" the other party repeated again.
"Damn it, isn't this guy in Zhanwu Continent? Why did he come here? Moreover, he dares to take advantage of Buddha. No, go and have a look. The burial place belongs to Buddha, and no one can take it away.
"
While speaking, the monk's expression showed rare excitement, and he immediately flew away from the Buddhist sect.
"Boom!"
At this moment, the earth began to tremble, and rumbling sounds resounded throughout the world.
For a moment, the old Buddhist monks who were still in retreat opened their eyes one after another, and their huge spiritual thoughts spread out.
They are both in the heavenly realm. Because of their practice of martial arts, these old monks have very powerful spiritual thoughts. In addition, the place where the holy burial place is located is not very far from the Buddhist sect. Therefore, these old monks immediately detected the location of the holy burial place.
The changes, and the majestic figure outside the burial place that shocked an era.
"It's really the leader of the Zichen clan!"
"The burial place of the Holy Saint is really shrinking!"
"Then what did Zi Chen do? Did he really want to take away the burial place of the Holy Saint?"
"The place where the saints are buried was once home to the saints. Although the saints have left now, they are definitely not just taken."
These old monks almost all heard the previous conversation, but they didn't care.
They were very aware of the situation in the Holy Burial Ground. They had to be careful even entering the Heaven Realm there. It had been there for countless thousands of years, so how could they just take it?
But now, under the shroud of spiritual thoughts, after sensing that the shrine was indeed shrinking, their expressions all changed.
"The holy land is shrinking at the moment. Isn't that big dragon vein imprisoned underground..."
The moment this old whisper sounded, a dragon's roar was heard from the ground, and the sound spread throughout the entire western continent.
Immediately afterwards, explosions appeared one after another, the spiritual power began to riot, and a storm formed entirely by spiritual power was about to take place.
In that western desert, the spiritual power was so strong that some turned into crystal stones, and some turned into drizzle, falling on the desert.
With the irrigation of rich spiritual power, some greenery naturally appeared in the entire Western Desert, turning the desert into an oasis almost instantly.
This piece directly caused a continent to shake, causing all the forces in the continent to shake, and then search for its root cause.
Outside the burial place, the previous monks had already retreated far away, looking at this scene in shock.
"Zi Chen!"
A roar resounded throughout the world, and a bright golden light flew towards this side.
In the golden light, a powerful aura surged, and wherever it passed, the space continued to distort, and the monk rushed over, looking menacing.
Zi Chen turned around and saw the monk. Seeing the evil spirit in his eyes, he couldn't help laughing and scolding: "You bald bastard, it seems you deserve a beating again!"
There was a rumbling sound in the sky. The sound was like thunder, and even covered up the sound of the earth shaking. The good and evil monks punched him.
This punch that shattered the void and was filled with dazzling golden light was not terrifying, but instead filled with the aura of divine mercy.
This is the magic of Foli.
Everyone stared up at the sky with their eyes wide open. The next battle between Zi Chen and the good and evil monks was obviously more attractive than the changes in the burial place.
Zi Chen's whole body was filled with golden light. They both had golden energy. The monk's was of divine mercy, but Zi Chen's was of violent destruction. They were completely two extremes.
Zi Chen's response was also a punch.
The golden fist light tore through the sky and headed straight for the monk.
"boom!"
The two fist lights collided, and the terrifying energy exploded instantly. A golden energy ripple began to spread in all directions, shattering the void wherever it passed.
Zi Chen stood there, the smile on his face not diminishing.
The monk's figure swayed, and he forcibly controlled his body without retreating. He looked at Zi Chen with doubtful eyes and said, "You seem to have become stronger!"
"Of course..."
Zi Chen smiled proudly in front of the monk and was about to say that he was the number one person in the heaven realm, but the monk immediately said: "But he is still a little worse than me."
Zi Chen just smiled at the monk's arrogant words. Seeing the way the latter stopped moving forward after just one blow, he knew that the other party was worried.
"What are you doing?" The monk waved his hand without leaving a trace. Looking at the shrunken burial place in front of him, his pupils shrank obviously.
"Take this thing back, put it in Wuji Sect, and then manage it uniformly!" Zi Chen said.
"Take it back, can you really take this holy place away?" The monk looked a little unbelievable.
"Of course, look at this, the Vermillion Bird Saint Order! Let me tell you, not only can I bring the Holy Belt back, but I can also cancel all the tests in it and bring out all the heavenly weapons and heavenly magic techniques."
Zi Chen didn't need to control his emotions in front of the monk. After taking out the Suzaku Token, he showed off proudly.
"Whoa!"
A golden light flashed, and the monk came towards Zi Chen.
"What are you doing? This is the Holy Order, and you dare to snatch it away?" Zi Chen glared at the monk, flipped his hand, and the Suzaku Holy Order disappeared.
"Are you telling the truth?" The monk stared at Zi Chen.
"Of course! This was approved by the saints, and these holy places have suppressed the dragon veins. It's time for the dragon veins to be born." Zi Chen said.
"Then you must have acquired more than just this holy land, right?" the monk asked again.
"Of course, the four holy places will all be in the Wuji Sect in the future. If you want to find opportunities, go to the Wuji Sect!" Zi Chen said proudly.
"How dare you have a monopoly? No, you have to give me one. If you don't give it to me, I won't be done with you!" As he spoke, the monk rushed towards Zi Chen and jumped up at the same time, wanting to hug Zi Chen.
.
"Get out of here!"
Zi Chen shouted angrily, the energy around his body vibrated, and he directly bounced away the incoming monk.
"Bald thief, you die!"
Zi Chen's words resounded, and the energy around him continued to vibrate.
"No, unless you promise to give me a holy land!" The energy around the monk was also surging, and he had to reach Zi Chen.
"You bastard, this is a holy land. There are only four in the entire Tianwu Continent, and I'm giving you one. What do you think of this?"
The monks below looked at the sky with an almost petrified look, where the existence that was almost claimed to be the strongest was engaged in such a childish fight.