Chapter 1627: Fall of Siege Mountain

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The black wilderness shook, and there were five realms, and four realms were at war.
The four heavens and the earth were red with blood and covered with blood.
There are more monks on the perimeter, and there are no shortage of great saints and holy kings.
Ye Chen is a lunatic, and the monks in heaven are also lunatics. In these scenes, no one dares to touch the mold.
In the boom, the heavenly army led by the descendants of the emperor took the lead in ending the battle and annihilating the Sun and Moon.
The ancestors of the sun and moon taught to die to death, from the most holy Lord to the disciples, no one was spared, the whole regiment was destroyed.
From a distance, it was a world. There was no standing mountain or a well-built palace. The limbs and arms were broken horizontally and vertically, and blood gathered into rivers.
This time, the real scourge, the real bones into the mountains and the river into a river, like a of Shura.
The heavenly court won a great victory, and each of them was terrible.
Who would have thought that with such a large-scale war involving more than 10 million people, Da Chu Tianting had zero casualties.
The combat power is absolutely suppressed, and the sun and moon gods are the objects to be slaughtered from beginning to end.
"The ones that can be taken away do not stay and move back." Xiao Chen's voice was powerful and spread all over the place.
Ordered, the monks in heaven all accepted the sword to kill the battle, one by one rolled up the scarlet sleeves and began to sweep.
After the battle is over, how can there be no reason to collect loot.
The mercenaries have spent a lot of money, and they always have to collect some of them. They should be rich and sacred.
As a result, the army of this road was divided into two groups, five million monks ransacked, and five million monks were blocked in the four sides, so as to avoid wrongdoers from running around.
The spectator was embarrassed and squatted with his hands on the hill.
Knowing that you killed it, you didn't want to grab it.
Besides, if you have such a large lineup, who will stupidly go to pick up the baby, unless the brain is flooded.
In the next picture, there are enough beasts.
Heavenly monk, that is an inch-by-inch mop! Ancient trees, strange flowers and weeds, spiritual springs, and broken pieces of artifacts are all left intact.
More naturally, while picking up the storage bag, even the clothes were cut off, leaving trousers left.
The monks watching around the mountains, whether quasi-permanent or quasi-sacred, collectively talked.
Before the war, these people were a group of lunatics.
At this moment, they have become shameless robbers.
Moreover, judging by his skillful methods, don't think about it, we know that this stealth of the dog and the dog is not much.
"Young King, the Lord's Secret Order." Above the sky, a Huang Qiang who rushed over handed out a jade bamboo slip.
Xiao Chen waved his hand, crushed the jade Jane in the air, and he was taken into Shenhai by the order of God's knowledge.
Immediately, his eyes bloomed.
Long Teng and others gathered to look at Xiao Chen.
"Go to the West Desert and surround the Lingshan Mountain." Xiao Chen turned the first, stepped on the sky, and rolled up with sorrow.
The heavenly monks heard that each war was high.
Obviously, this siege is not over, there is still a big battle, and it is still hitting Ximo Lingshan.
Behind them was a paved road.
The monks in all directions gave way to the tacit understanding.
The brutality of the gang is so strong that it is hard to hide, only those who have experienced war can have it.
"A holy place, was it destroyed like this?"
"Millions of people have been slaughtered. What a terrible word."
"The battle in heaven is really beautiful."
"Eh? I didn't go back to Zhongzhou, I went to Ximo." Someone was so surprised that everyone who was going to go home turned his head and looked up.
"I don't want to hit Lingshan!" Someone groaned.
To say this, too many people are meaningful.
If they hit Lingshan, they wouldn't be surprised. Ye Chen was suppressed by the Buddha at Wuzhishan. If the court is dominating today, most of the grievances of that year must be liquidated.
Thinking about it, the spectator Hula La followed up one after another, this next time, it will be a big show.
"Surrounding Lingshan?" The other three-way army also successively ended the battle, and also received secret orders.
As the Heavenly Lord's decree, no one defies.
In this way, the army commanded by Long Yilong and the Five Commandments, and the army commanded by Da Chu and the Five Kings led westward.
The descendants of the emperor all the way from the south to the northwest.
Chu Lingyu led the way and went straight to the southwest from Beiyue.
Celestial Fairy Mountain, the peak of the jade girl, sitting Ye Chen has stood up, and there is a cloud of flame under his feet.
"Because of your weakness, you don't have to go to the West Desert yourself." Hongchen Xue whispered.
"The cause and effect between me and the Buddhist family is still intact." Ye Chen smiled and stepped out of the Jade Peak.
Hongchen Xue shook her head helplessly, and followed her.
There are also thousands of masters in heaven.
After they left, the concubine sitting in the heavenly court also went, and followed in the distance, which was considered secret protection.
The western desert is lively again, and the army of the four roads in Tianting, a total of 40 million monks, have been combined into one place.
Ten million left, ten million right, ten million front, and ten million rounds, and rushed towards Lingshan.
In the distance, the Buddhas in Lingshan saw the army of heaven.
They are mighty, like four dark seas and oceans, swallowing the sky and flooding the mountains.
At this moment, even the state of mind of the Buddha is trembling.
At that moment, the spirit mountain was turbulent, the enchantment of the Buddhist family was upheld, the magnificent golden Buddha reappeared, and the light of the Buddha shone on the earth.
"I really think that there are many people, can I lay the Lingshan Mountain?" On the top of the Lingshan Mountain, Fengxian smiled slightly, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and there was a hint of slyness in the drama.
Between the words, the army of the four courts in Tianting has been killed.
The black silhouettes were lined up in monk-side teams, riding the beasts in the east, flying swords in the west, clouds and clouds in the south, and royal chariots in the north.
Forty million monks stood full of Haoyu Xutian, and also covered the vast earth with magnificent momentum.
Everyone was wearing armor and head hanging.
The magic sword screamed, the sword gas fluttered, the battle array buzzed, pointed directly at Lingshan, rolled the evil spirit, and swept the sky.
To the Buddha, heaven is full of hatred. It is the Buddhism that protects their enemies and suppresses Ye Chen.
This is a grudge, it is also a cause and effect, and must be resolved.
"It is undeniable that their foreheads are indeed brighter than ours." Longyi and Longwu felt their bald heads, and felt baldness lost their brightness.
"The old man's finger counts, there are a lot of treasures in it." Gu Santong and Wuji Tao, again dressed as magic sticks.
"It hurt my brother to be oppressed, and he never ceased to die today." Xie Yun, Situ Nan, and Xiong Er looked cold, glaring at Lingshan, and couldn't hold back the anger.
The same is true of other reincarnated people. Just waiting for the order, they will not hesitate to wave the killing sword and seek justice.
Ye Chen came, stepping on the cloud of flames, with white hair and white beard, looking indifferent, without joy or sorrow.
The monks who came to the theater also came. The number was several million, and the crowd was like a sea.
When I saw the scene outside Lingshan, I couldn't help feeling.
"Hundred years ago, Ye Chen came here to catch the Phoenix immortal, and Shakya, who lifted the Lingshan Mountain, slaughtering Buddhas, and uncles, should be robbed into the world. I still remember it.
"A hundred years later, Ye Chen came again to catch her."
"The difference is that this time Ye Chen has no invincible combat power, but although there is no great sanctification bone, he is not fighting alone. He brought 40 million monks in heaven."
"It's no wonder that Fengxian went to Lingshan to take refuge again." The old man Zhundi, who was fishing, also came, looking for a comfortable place, holding his hands and booing.
"Lingshan Buddhas, are all elm heads? I was pitted once, and dare to protect Fengxian today."
"Today's things will not be good." Too many people brightened their eyes, always waiting for the big show.
Ye Chen stopped and stood outside of Lingshan.
A long distance away, it seems that I can see the impatiens on the top of Lingshan.
She shaved her white hair and put on a Buddhist garment.
Like a hundred years ago, she was like a nun who saw through the dust, with pity in her eyes, and scored three points into the wood.
But he clearly saw the crickets and slynesses in her eyes, and she smiled with abusive and playful feelings, as if to say: kill me! Come and kill me!