Legend of the Great Sage

boom! boom! Wow!

The four monk kings crashed through the roof of the Mahavira Palace under construction and hit the ground heavily. Their expressions changed for a while, and they all returned to solemn expressions. They sat down among the dust and rubble.

"Sanskrit sounds purify the world!"

The fearless monk sat facing south, waving his arms, while the other three monk kings stood back to back with him, facing the four directions of southeast, northwest, making different postures, and chanting scriptures in a low voice.

A statue of Sanskrit Yin Jialan standing tall on the sky appeared to protect Tianlong Chan. The Sanskrit sound, which was almost drowned by the sound of the sword, suddenly became louder, implying the sound of Tianlong Zen singing. The four great monk kings joined forces to activate the "Sanskrit Sound Purification Array".

After just a moment of fighting, they knew that they were no match for "Elder Tian", let alone the guardian of the Demon Suppression Hall. The only thing they could rely on was this mountain guarding formation.

"The mantis' arms are like a chariot!"

Elder Tian smiled ferociously and pressed down with both hands. The Hidden Sword Peak slowly descended, and the shadow expanded accordingly. The Heaven and Earth Sword Realm covered the sky and the sun. Everything seemed to be the reappearance of the Hidden Sword Palace's extermination of the clan.

As soon as Dharma Protector Jialan touched the Heaven and Earth Sword Realm, he immediately became turbulent, like a reflection in the water, encountering a wave of waves, and could only survive.

It wouldn't have been so bad originally, but the recent battle almost completely destroyed the foundation of the mountain defense formation. Although the Master of the Hidden Sword Palace did not achieve his original goal, he also cleared the biggest obstacle for the "Hidden Sword Peak" attack.

The Sanskrit sound became faint again, the Buddha Mountain trembled violently, and the palaces and pavilions collapsed silently.

A monk looked at this scene in fear. Suddenly he felt his face was a little wet. He stretched out his hand and touched it. His hands were red with blood. Looking around, he saw that except for the monks who had survived the tribulation, everyone's pores began to seep out of blood and were soaked in blood. The monk's robes turned into bloody men in the blink of an eye, until this moment. Only then could the faint sound of a sword be heard.

Although the recent war also brought great shock to the monks, it was still a real and difficult force to contend with, and the damage caused was not extensive, but everything in front of them was like a nightmare coming true. Familiar faces were covered in blood, and a great fear arose in their hearts. Immediately, someone screamed hysterically, triggering a chain of screams, one after another, turning a Buddhist holy place into a hell.

The Sanskrit sound rose again, but it seemed to be contaminated and distorted by the screams. It was no longer a divine revelation, but more like a gloomy mantra. Even those monks who had survived the catastrophe and had extraordinary cultivation began to feel shaken, and their eyes were filled with bloodshot eyes.

"Senior brother, this is the magic sound. If it continues like this, all the disciples will go crazy and die!"

The Angry Monk said in a deep voice,

He has seen the methods of countless demons and heard many mysterious demon sounds, but they are far incomparable. It can penetrate the "Sanskrit Sound Purification Formation" and even distort the Sanskrit sounds. This kind of method is simply unheard of.

"Hold on. Wait for His Majesty the King of Chu to rescue you!" The fearless monk's face was ashen, but he remained unwavering.

"good!"

But there is one worry that has not been expressed. Can King Chu Lie really rescue such a terrifying and powerful enemy?

At this moment, a black line suddenly appeared in the sky, bending and wandering, pulling up a dark cloud. Covering the sky, scale claws loomed, and a majestic dragon head was revealed. The roar of the dragon immediately overwhelmed the sharp sound of the sword.

The clouds follow the dragon and the wind follows the tiger.

However, take a closer look. The dark clouds in the sky are not real clouds, but like thick ink melted into water, with a somewhat ethereal mood.

The fearless monk was greatly surprised. The Dragon King of Mohai had always lived in isolation and did not care about worldly affairs. He did not expect to leave Mohai. He just didn't know whether he was an enemy or a friend? If it's a friend, that's the rarest support, but if it's an enemy, no one can save Tianlong Chan.

Then he said: "Your Majesty the Dragon King, this demon wants to break the Demon Suppressing Palace and lead the Demon Realm to invade. Please help us. Everyone in the world will be grateful for your kindness."

"What do all the people in the world have to do with me?" Mo Hai Dragon King said.

The fearless monk's heart sank.

"Jiejie, who do I think you are? It turns out you are blind. You have been away from the painting tomb for so many years, and you don't come to help an old acquaintance. It's really unloyal. But it's not too late now to join forces with me. Let's make a big fuss and let all sentient beings see the horror of us 'dead creatures'." Elder Tian said.

"Dead objects?" said the Dragon King of Mo Hai. The thick ink-like dark clouds pressed down, like silk and strands, like mountains and cities, changing in various shapes, both ethereal and condensed.

"What, are you angry? Do you still want to pretend that you are a living thing? We all know that you are not only a dead thing, but also a mutilated dead thing, because the old guy refused to even give you the most basic perfection. That’s why you are so weak. If you don’t want to join forces with me, just watch!”

A red star pierced the sky. Li Qingshan flew at full speed, flying thousands of miles in a moment. Seeing the Big Buddha Mountain in sight, he suddenly frowned, "Dragon King of Mohai!" He took out the jade talisman and said: "Xiao An, come to the Big Buddha Mountain to help! "

Although it was just the scene reflected from the Flying Locust King, after a quick glance, it was already confirmed that this Hidden Sword Peak was an unprecedented enemy. If the old enemy of the Mohai Dragon King was added, it would definitely be a big battle.

However, Xiao An still didn't respond, and he didn't care about it for the time being. He came to the Big Buddha Mountain and shouted: "He is not dead!"

"Haha, if I don't look at this traitor like you for the last time, how can I be willing to die as a master!"

The Angry Monk perked up and laughed. This was his most trustworthy support.

"Wait, I'm coming to save you right now!"

Li Qingshan felt at ease and was about to fly forward when a dragon's tail broke through the sea of ​​clouds and swung across the sky, blocking the way. The Dragon King of Mohai turned his dragon head and stared at him.

"Dragon King, this is not the place for the decisive battle we promised!"

Li Qingshan felt a tremendous pressure. Although he had become more powerful, the Mohai Dragon King was still a formidable enemy that could not be underestimated. If he would not mind a big battle and try new methods on weekdays, now he had to fight with him. The life of the angry monk is most important.

The Dragon King of Mohai said nothing, his long black mane moved automatically without wind. In this silence, the sea of ​​clouds in the sky also condensed.

"Well done, stop this kid, and after I kill these bald donkeys, I'll help you kill him!"

The Heavenly Elder smiled ferociously and activated the Heaven and Earth Sword Formation. The long swords rotated in turn, condensing stronger and stronger power to completely destroy the "Sanskrit Sound Purification Formation".

"Shut up!" The Dragon King of Mohai roared angrily, and the sea of ​​clouds filled the sky surged, rushing into the sword formation of heaven and earth, dyeing the illusion of heaven and earth into ink black, and the operation of the sword formation immediately became sluggish: "Don't compare me with you anymore. !”

Li Qingshan was a little surprised. He didn't expect that the Mohai Dragon King would be on his side.

As if hearing his thoughts, Mo Hai Dragon King said without looking back: "Li Qingshan, this is not to help you!"

"Whatever you say!" Li Qingshan smiled and stepped forward. The two demon kings faced the Hidden Sword.