At this moment.

Jing Wuji, who was sitting upright on the sharp rock and reading the military books, suddenly looked up and looked towards the direction of Fenjing Lingshan.

"Hmm? Why did he come?"

As Jing Wuji suddenly felt something, the figure of the ascetic monk gradually appeared and came quickly.

"See the 'Sage Son' Crown Lord!"

The ascetic monk folded his hands and bowed his body, paying respect.

Jing Wuji had seen the ascetic monk and knew his identity. He immediately sneered:

"Your Prince Weituo is really leisurely and elegant. He traveled thousands of miles to the Northern Qin Dynasty, worrying about my idle business in the blessed land of the sky?"

"Is he unhappy in being a monk, or is the vegetarian food in the country of Kalan Buddha not delicious? Huh?"

The ascetic monk smiled bitterly and immediately handed out a leaf:

"Crown Prince, this is the token handed over by the crown prince, you can tell at a glance."

Jing Wuji glanced at the leaves with expressionless face, and in an instant the leaves immediately turned into nothingness, showing the illusory shadow of the reeds sitting cross-legged.

"Saint Son Jing, the little monk came here to form an alliance with you."

The phantom of Weituo said in a leisurely manner:

"You should know that the 'Ten Evils of the Ancients' have reappeared in the world. These demon spirit royal clans chased and killed people at the forefront of the Shensihuan List, especially those who are reincarnated by celestial immortals like you and me!"

"When the little monk received the news of the 'Ten Evils', he immediately rushed to form an alliance with the crown prince. If you and I join forces to eliminate this disaster in front of you, you can sit and see "Yong Zhou" at the top of the Shensihuan List to see how he deals with the 'Ten Evils'."

"Sacred Son Jing, as far as the young monk knows, no blessed land in the world will do his best to stop and kill the 'Ten Evils'. Because the ten Evils appear this time, it is suspected that the Zhongzhou royal family will take a test. As for the inside story, you and I understand it."

"Since the little monk came here, to show his sincerity, I will give you a big gift first!"

Weituo's phantom dissipated apart and eventually turned into nothingness and disappeared.

The ascetic monk still bowed respectfully, waiting for Jing Wuji's reply.

Jing Wuji's original face was as normal as he did, and even implied some irony. But when he heard the sentence "The Royal Family of Zhongzhou" he couldn't help but feel calm and silent.

After a while, Jing Wuji looked at the ascetic monk and suddenly spoke:

"If your prince was not born in the Kingdom of Jialan, he must be a monk, then even if he was born in a certain imperial court or a fortune teller who sets up a stall in the market, he would probably be able to make a fortune by making a fool of himself."

The ascetic monk looked embarrassed again and kept silent.

Jing Wuji smiled and said, "I already know this. He said he would form an alliance, but I didn't refuse..."

The ascetic monk was immediately overjoyed and was about to express his gratitude.

Jing Wuji said again:

"As for your prince's gift, do you care about his gift? Besides, what kind of gift is it for you to come to the Beiqin to beat someone?"

"Go and tell your prince that when you walk, you can see clearly before speaking!"

The ascetic monk was embarrassed again, and he blocked his gratitude back again. He was not standing or leaving.

Seeing that he was embarrassed and painful, Jing Wuji couldn't help but wave his hand and said:

"Go. I guess this idiot in the Fuqiu Fudi is happy to see this letter of fame. Your prince will do whatever he wants."

The ascetic monk was once again as if he had received a general amnesty and bowed to the courtesy and left in a hurry.

In a blink of an eye, the shadow-like subordinate Sima whispered:

"Crown Prince Weituo has never left the Buddha's Kingdom, and he has been practicing the 'Sath Two Trees' day and night. Why did he travel thousands of miles to me to Northern Qin?"

Jing Wuji sneered:

"Only when he encounters big trouble, he will move."

"Yi Xiaomai must have been chased by the 'Ten Fighters' and was desperate and ran to me to find an opportunity. However, I really admire him. In order to support those two broken trees, I really can't bear to face it!"

Sima immediately said cautiously:

"The crown prince must not underestimate the 'posy two trees' of Prince Weituo! These two trees are known as the 'Yin and Yang Crossing, and the immortal Buddha will be born and immortal'! If you can cultivate to great success, the path to the holy king will be close to you!"

"How can you be so easy to practice? Do you think you can get melons?"

Jing Wuji shook his head and said, "The tree that crosses the Posayang may be practiced in the Buddha's Kingdom and can be progressive step by step. However, the tree that crosses the Yin must participate in life and death, and must be liberated by a large number of venerables or above."

"How can there be such a stupid venerable in the world waiting for him to come and kill him?"

Sima Lue thought about it, and immediately understood and couldn't help but say:

"No wonder Prince Weituo was impatient to participate in the battle to destroy the Fenjing Lingshan as soon as he came! If he joined forces with the Golden Horn Elder, he would definitely win a great victory. He gained fame and profit!"

Jing Wuji was too lazy to talk about these things anymore, shook his head and continued to read the military books.

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Burning Jingling Mountain, in front of the ruins.

Because the Weituo brought the great power to the extreme, the entire battlefield situation suddenly became more depressed.

Besides, he came here to demonstrate, spreading the Buddha's image "Posai Twin Trees" behind him with all his thoughts and unscrupulousness. The sky and the earth were filled with Zen singing Sanskrit, like thunder and tides.

"If Yan Wang wants to win the lead, then the little monk will take action and punish him. Elder Jinjiao is responsible for destroying Lingshan, so he will leave it to you to kill Bai Qi. How about it?"

Wei Tuo looked at Jinjiao, and the elder Jinjiao was full of joy and laughed:

"It's just my wish! After Prince Weituo's words were made, he would naturally be the winner of the evil spirits!"

While the two talked and laughed, they regarded this battle as something in their pocket and controlled it at will.

In fact, it is not a question that Wei Tuo and Jinjiao are so arrogant. A real power elder who is slightly higher than Yan Wang, and a Wei Tuo who is absolutely beyond the power of the Venerable, is the second person on Shensihuan.

Joining forces in this battle is indeed a sure win!

At this moment.

"Stop talking nonsense! Double Ninth Festival, protect Bai Qi, do you know what to do!"

Yan Wang shouted loudly.

He took several steps forward, with blood marks on each step, and raised his arms forward.

In an instant, infinite blood evil spirits stormed the great work!

The boiling blood evil spirit rushes on the ground like wolf smoke, instantly turning into a blood tide and blood sea rolling. Countless white bones are also raised high, as if holding the tip of the blood evil blade, like a formation standing.

Ghosts and gods butchers swords, and pagodas are trapped in battle!

Yan Wang took off step by step, with a hedgehog head full of short hair and halberd boiling, and his whole body was full of murderous intent, and he shouted again.

From his right arm, a divine light appeared in the sky, condensed with blood, as if a crack was tearing out in the sky.

The divine light was trained, like a knife or a sword, and he rushed forward, rushing towards Weituo, and the huge and huge Buddha image behind Weituo.

Weituo was always sitting cross-legged with a smile on his face, and his treasure was bright. Behind his head, the infinite Buddha light was blooming, and the Buddha light was filled with "swaying two trees" that were swaying around the sky and the earth, echoing him.

Facing Yan Wang's unstoppable killing attack, Wei Tuo bounced his fingers and murmured:

"Basa, Yangdu."

Fubu~~

Boom~~

The "Posayang Tree" on the right instantly seemed like a flame burning the sky. It seemed like thousands of sun shining!

Countless sun fires are bright and dazzling, as if they are flooding everything in the world.

Everyone below was like blind, unable to see any scene in an instant, only endless light!

Yan Wang's blood sea was trapped in the formation, and the layers of blood and evil spirits were covered by the sun's rays. Every blood tide seemed to be on fire, burning, burning into clear smoke and corroding silk.

Then, Yan Wang's right arm began to twist in the shining sunlight. The ghosts and gods in his palm were like a knife that split the sky, and also twisted, as if burned and burned.

Even the murderous aura and sword light that slashed towards Weituo was distorted and stagnant.

Although everyone did not see all this clearly, everyone knew that Wei Tuo's move had already eliminated Yan Wang's charge and his hard work.

At this moment, Yan Wang, who had risen into the air, shouted again like thunder:

"My sword kills people, ghosts, and gods!"

"Kill!!! Kill!!! Kill!!!"

Every killing sound was like a thunderous war drum, which made everyone's blood boil, as if thousands of troops rushed side by side, inspiring the courageous momentum, and talking endlessly!

Yan Wang let out a roar, and the sound waves swept through like a blade, tearing apart the sunlight of the "Posayang Tree", and even the twist in front of him broke through it.

At this moment, Wei Tuo took action again.

Yan Wangjiu approached again, resolutely gave up the ghost butcher knife in his right palm, and suddenly reached out and grabbed it on his left arm.

Pang!!

It's like thunder in the sky.
To be continued...