The yellow sand is long and the iron trees are in the sky.

The rainstorm covered the entire earth, but the place was still sweeping with golden sand and gravel. The iron tree standing in the wind and sand had a divine bird spreading its wings.

The sun-moon-like divine eyes crossed the earth and looked into the ocean.

"Teacher, what's wrong?" asked the boy next to the divine bird on the treetops.

He felt a change from the teacher beside him. The spiritual energy wandering in the air was gradually condensed and gathered toward this side. A wave of scorching air like light rose and fell, accompanied by the breath of the divine bird, which moved the entire tree of bliss.

His teacher, the owner of the Pure Land Tree, called it the mythical bird in the scriptures, the golden-winged roc Sibuzhu.

In the boy's memory, he had never seen a teacher like this for a long time, and he was like facing a great enemy.

But what can make his teacher feel like a great enemy in this land? The vast sea that brings dark rain? The teacher had expected the appearance of the vast sea, and even expanded the Pure Land to the basin of the River of Xindu for this purpose. The five supernatural powers of the Phang Bird, and under the eyes, all evil cannot be avoided. But at this moment, the direction his teacher looked to was in the south, and the ocean that the River of Xindu was in the west.

What exactly is she looking at?

So...beware!

"Something unexpected appeared." Sibu Zhuo said coldly.

The land of bliss is the extension of her spirit, and the land touched by bliss is all her territory. The mother of Elephant from that kingdom in the east has learned a little bit of her fur. The real kingdom of God, in front of her eyes and under her wings, is the real kingdom of God!

So, she saw it too clearly.

The sea water was roaring and roaring, and the water wall hit the edge of the boulder, was lifted up for thousands of meters and then collapsed. The heavy rain formed a rich mist to cover the true face of the huge shadow. But this mist was equivalent to nothing in Sibu Zhuo's eyes. That shadow... is a continent!

A continent moving on the sea!

It was huge and boundless, and her eyes could not go deeper. It was too sudden. She had no idea where this continent came from and why it appeared. Her old friend in the seven seas has come to her territory in recent days to avoid the vast sea. There was no information about this continent from the words of the creatures in these seas.

The boy subconsciously covered his eyes because it was too bright!

Sibu Zhuo's eyes were glowing, emitting light that was comparable to the sun! She was using her supernatural powers. The golden-winged Roc bird recorded in the scriptures has five terrible supernatural powers, namely the divine foot power, his heart, fate, heavenly ears, and heavenly eyes. It is said that the golden-winged Roc bird has endless supernatural powers. The day when it opens its wings, it can bring down the hot sand that covers the world. Perhaps the monk who wrote these scriptures had really seen creatures like Sibu Zhuo, so he wrote these words.

The boy once thought about some questions carefully. Rather than saying that his teacher Sibuzhu's power is the same as the one recorded in the scriptures, it is better to say that the ancient scriptures in the past are recorded as her existence.

The mist covering the continent gradually dissipated in Sibu Zhuo's eyes. He could not go deeper, but he could see a corner clearly, the dilapidated and collapsed city, the fanatical crowd, and... the huge corpse that fell on the bloody earth. It was a Crown Master. When Shibu Zhuo saw it clearly, he knew that the owner of the huge corpse was a Crown Master in front of him!

Suddenly, the moment she saw the white corpse clearly, she felt a certain sight.

The man carrying the long sword looked at her coldly.

He stood on the body of the Crown Man, and his real vision came from above, extremely high and far above! Above the clouds, the illusory statue slowly lowered his head and looked down at her.

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The Ganges River is under heavy rain.

There are thousands of waves.

The man in a white monk's robe stood on the river water against the current. The waves hundreds of meters high could not shake it at all, and even the collar of the clothes had not been wet. He leaned over and gently tapped the river surface.

Thousands of wailing burst out at the same time! The river surface was rushing, as if countless terrifying ghosts were hiding under the river surface and howled. Through the dark river surface at this time, there were white giants swimming and rolling. The river water that originally protected them became a purgatory, became supreme light and burned their bodies, and even the most fundamental ghost fire almost extinguished!

On the shore, countless monks gathered around and chanted ancient scriptures.

Ripples emerged from the void and spread out. The white corpses soared into the sky and roared. But the ghost fire that was about to be extinguished in their eyes was finally completely extinguished. The monks lowered their heads, and the golden light escaped from their bodies, gathering into a Buddha statue from their heights.

Six-Syllable Mantra.

It is a subtle heart seal of Guanyin Bodhisattva, with infinite boundless and incredible merits, and is praised by all Buddhas in the ten directions. Booking the Six-Syllable Great Bright Mantra is like writing the Three Collections of Magical Treasures. Reciting the Six-Syllable Great Bright Mantra and being purified in the three generations of karma, escaping life and death, and ultimately achieving success.

It is the sound of the compassion and wisdom of all Buddhas, which contains the essence of the 84,000 Dharma teachings taught by the Buddha.

For these bones who return from the underworld and are full of resentment towards the world, they are almost equivalent to the power of the world.

"There are big guys." The man whispered.

He looked into the distance of the countercurrent. The wave was extremely huge, with even its hideous spine exposed on the water, like a pale island.

On both sides of the Taiwan Strait, the monks' faces changed. They sensed an extremely huge pressure, like a towering mountain, and they could not breathe!

That was a...ancestor's corpse!

The man danced lightly in white monk's clothes. He stretched out his hand, moved his right foot back and turned to face him sideways.

"It's just a corpse."

There is a sun in the sky!

Even in the heavy rain, the light is so dazzling!

Lights lit up behind the man's back, taking a fan shape.

That's...eyes!

The divine light pierced from these eyes and pierced into the rolling river water. Like the extreme sharp blade in the world, the water flow was cut off and the heavy rain was blocked. The giant creature roared and showed its true appearance, with twin horns and giant thorns on the back, and two arms were hanging down, slender and thick, and three long tails converged behind it. It was the wide blade-like thing on the tip of the tail that blocked the divine light.

But there were cracks there.

It was swimming on the river surface, looking ahead, and the beating ghost fire locked the monk-robed man in the middle of the river surface.

He is the concrete image of this country, this ancient civilization.

People in the world call it the King of Ming.

Like a cattle corpse roaring to the sky, two broken magic phases were transformed into armor behind it. It was already dead, even if it was the ancestor, it was indeed just passing by. Even the magic phase was broken and could only serve as its armor. Deep in the river, more and more white corpses stood up, and ghost fires were leaping in their eyes, like a green starry sky under the rain curtain.

"If I am here, all evil and evil will not work." said the Ming King.

The dead roared, and rushed up against the river!
Chapter completed!