Thunder Martial

Once again, a burial site was taken away, and the purple tree was headed for the western continent.

This continent has been visited by Purple Monk, an area called the West Desert, with a Buddhist sect, where Purple Monk Friendship and Evil are located.

This area is the sacred site of the present world, in the western desert, and falls within the purview of Buddhist rule.

Purple came directly over the Holy Land and looked down at the Holy Land below.

At this moment, in front of the gates of the Holy Land, there were also a number of monks gathered, even some old monks on their knees, who seemed to be waiting for the opening of the Holy Land.

Unlike other holy places, it opens irregularly, sometimes at intervals of several years, sometimes every two years, up to a maximum of five years, and relatively frequently.

The arrival of purples has not attracted much attention, as there is often a chance of luck here in heaven.

After seeing Purple, many people's eyes shifted away, only a few heavens flashed a doubt in their eyes, and then two people rose up and walked towards Purple, one of them a monk and the other an elderly monk.

“Looks like we're looking for another alliance.” Not far from here, some heaven murmured.

Entering the Holy Land also carries with it a great deal of danger, and if some heavens work together, the chances of success are greater.

But without waiting for the two men to come to Purple, Purple will look to the burial ground ahead and say: "There is no such thing as purple seeking to meet the Protector of the Holy Land! ”

The sound formed a strange sound wave, diffused towards the front, and the two heavens walked straight in. It was in this corrugated envelope that their faces immediately changed dramatically, flashing towards the side.

Originally, the careless monks looked up at the purple, their eyes flashed brightly and their faces shocked.

“Ultimate, purple! ”

Hearing this low drunk voice, this previously familiar figure was finally moderate with the great shore figure in memory, and all sorts of noises sounded for a while.

Everyone's eyes, staring dead at purple, with shock on their faces.

“What is it?” A low voice, coming from the holy land.

“By order of the Peacock Saint, take the White Tiger Holy Land away from here to the Unextremed! ”

In the conversation room, a fire red token appears in Purple's hand.

When a young man emerges from the distortion of space over the holy ground, the intense atmosphere of solemn killing spreads.

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Many years ago, the western desert called Buddha's Gate, but with the birth of the Buddha, with many inheritances brought by the Buddha, the Buddha's Gate officially changed its name to Buddha's Sect.

Today, the Buddhist Patriarch is the former Buddha's son, who has a great reputation and is no less than the purple Good and Evil Monk.

In the West Desert, his reputation is even louder than purple.

At this moment, the good and evil monks, kneeling around the Buddhist Palace, sometimes flashing with golden light, and sometimes flashing with black light, their faces will soon be solemn, benevolent eyes, a moment of fierce evil, brutal despotism.

“Patriarch.” With an anxious cry, suddenly came from outside the temple.

The mutation around him disappeared, and the monk who opened his eyes became a benevolent eyebrow again. He looked at the palace door and said: “What is it? ”

He is solemn and surrounded by Buddhist light, like a noble monk, full of compassion, and remembers the great mercy of the world.

“No extremist shall take away the holy land.” The outside voices are ringing again.

“What?” In the eyes of the monk, the light of Buddha vanishes and the mercy vanishes gradually.

“Those without extremism shall move the holy place to the extremity.” Somebody repeat.

“Outrageous! ”

A roar rang from the hall, and the mercy in the eyes of the monk completely disappeared. He stood up directly, his surrounding Buddha poured, and his expression gradually became cold: “Little one without poles dared to come here to beat the Buddha's attention, so bold! Which one of the kids in the Aristocrats is here? Tell them that even if there is no extremist Lord Purple, they will not dare to come to the Buddha's land to spread the wild! ”

The rolling sound came out, the hall opened automatically, and a powerful aura filled the surroundings.

At the same time, the monks' voices echoed throughout the Buddhist sect. Such a vulgar tone was also contrary to the Buddhist theory, so many old monks could only meditate on Amitabha in their hearts and pretend not to hear it.

A relatively young monk stood outside the door and saw the good and evil monk walk out. He immediately complimented him, but his expression was somewhat hesitant.

“Does the holy place mean that you can move it? Who's here, you little shit?” The monk glanced at the monk outside the palace.

“Yes… no extremist lord purple! ”

“What? Purple!” The monk stared and asked: “Which purple? ”

“Unextremist Lord Purple!” The other party repeats itself.

“Damn, isn't this guy in Battle Martial Continent, how did he get here? Besides, you dare to hit the Buddha's idea. No, go check it out. The holy place belongs to the Buddha, nobody will take it away. ”

At the same time, the monk's expression showed little excitement and immediately flew out of the Buddhist sect.

“Boom Boom Boom! ”

At this very moment, the earth began to tremble and the rumbling voice resounded in the heavens and the earth.

At one time, the old Buddhist monks who were still closed opened their eyes and their vast minds spread.

Also in heaven, these old monks, for reasons of cultivation of the Gong Dynasty, have a huge mindset, and the holy place is not far from the Buddhist sect, so these minds immediately discovered, the mutation of the holy place, and outside the holy place, the shadow that deterred the great shore of an era.

“It's really Lord Zijuan! ”

“The Holy Land is shrinking! ”

“What did Purple do? Are you sure you want to take the Holy Land? ”

“The holy place, once inhabited by the saints, although the saints have now left, is definitely not meant to be taken. ”

In previous dialogues, the old monks were almost all ears, but did not care.

The situation of the holy place, they know very well, even the heavens go in carefully, it has existed for not knowing how many thousands of years, how can it be said to take it.

But now, under the veil of spirituality, it is perceived that indeed, after the shrinking burial ground, their divine colours have all changed.

“At this moment, the holy place is shrinking. Isn't that the great dragon vein that is confined under the ground...”

At the moment of this old whisper, only one dragon from the ground was heard, and the voice spread throughout the western continent.

Immediately afterwards, a sound exploded and the spiritual forces began to riot, a storm formed entirely by the spiritual forces, about to take place.

In the desert, spiritual power is too intense, either turned into crystal stone or into light rain, falling on the desert.

With intense and energetic irrigation, the entire west desert is naturally greener, turning the desert into an oasis almost instantly.

This one directly triggers a continental vibration, vibrating all the forces on the continent, and then looking for its roots.

Outside the Holy Land, the former monks had long since retreated and looked at the scene with shock.

“Zi Chen! ”

A roar roared through the heavens and the earth, and a gleaming golden light flew this way.

In the golden light, there was a powerful aura, past, the space was constantly distorted, and the monks rushed over, looking aggressive.

Turning back, he saw the monk and saw the anger in his eyes. He couldn't help but scold: "You thief are bald, it looks like you owe him another beating! ”

On the dome of heaven, rumbling sounds, like a thunderbolt, even covered the sound of a great earthquake, good and evil monk punched.

The void was shattered and filled with a gleaming golden punch, but it was not terrible; rather, it was full of divine mercy.

This is the magic of Foley.

Everyone stared up at the dome, and the next battle between purple and good and evil monks was obviously more attractive than the change in the holy place.

The purple surrounds, the golden glow, both are golden energy, the monk is divine mercy, while the purple is violent destruction, belonging entirely to the two extremes.

Zijuan's response is also a punch.

Golden fist, tearing the heavenly dome, headed straight for the monk.

“Boom!”

The two fists collided, the terrible energy exploded instantly, a golden ripple of energy began to diffuse in all directions, and the void broke apart where it passed.

Purple stood still with a smile on his face.

On the other hand, the monk's body was shaking and the body was not retreating forcibly under control. His eyes looked at the purple clay with uncertainty and said: "You seem to be getting stronger! ”

“Of course...”

Zixuan smiled proudly in front of the monk, ready to say that he was the first person in heaven, but the monk immediately went on to say: “But a little worse than me. ”

Unashamed of the monk's words, Purple only laughed, seeing that the latter only struck after striking, but no longer went forward, knew that the other party had a consternation in their hearts.

“What are you doing?” Without a trace, he waved his hand, and the monk looked ahead at the shrunken burial ground, his pupils conspicuously shrunk.

“Take this thing back, put it in no extremes, and manage it all together!” Zixuan said.

“Take it back, can you really take this sanctuary?” The monk seemed a little unbelievable.

“Of course, look at this, Church Saint Orders! I'm telling you, I can not only take the Holy Land back, but I can also cancel all the tests and take out all the heavenly soldiers and Heavenly Taoists. ”

In front of the monk, Zixuan did not need to control his emotions. After taking out the peacock, he was very proud to show off.

“Whoosh!”

A golden light flashed, and the monk came toward the purple.

“What are you doing, it's a holy order, you dare rob it too?” Purple glared at the monk, his hands flipped, and the Peacock Holy Order disappeared.

“Are you telling the truth?” The monk stared dead at Purple.

“Of course! It was consented to by the saints, and these holy places suppressed the dragon veins, and it was time for the dragon veins to be born.” Zijuan said.

“Then you must have gotten more than just this holy place, right?” The monk asked.

“Of course, the next four holy sites will all be unipolar. If you want to find an opportunity, go to Ultimate!” Purple said proudly.

“You guys, you dare to monopolize, no, you have to give me one, not me, I'm not done with you!” In the talking room, the monk rushed towards the purple, and at the same time jumped up to embrace the purple.

“Get out of here! ”

Purple wrath drank, the surrounding energy shook, directly bouncing off the arriving monk.

“Bald thief, you die! ”

Purple words resonate and the surrounding energy is constantly shaking.

“No, unless you promise me a holy place!” The monk is surrounded by the same energy, but not in front of the purple.

“You bald thief, this is a holy place, there are only four in the whole Heavenly Martial Continent, give you one back, what do you take this for? ”

Those monks down there, looking almost petrifically over the dome, were almost the strongest beings, fighting so naively.