Chapter 1369 (1/2)

In Beijing, it is called high mound, which is also called Guanxing.

Kill the enemy, win the battle, build the Jingguan, and use Zhangwu to make contributions to the world!

Outside the central area of Beihai, where Sima Annan first drew the forbidden line with Xuantian liquor, there appeared a Jingguan mountain built by countless monks in the land of taixuan. At the same time, the bloody evil spirit that was enough to frighten the heaven and earth and cry ghosts and gods poured out, making the heaven and earth change color.

Countless bloody red fog gushed out from the heads of the Jingguan temple. After rising into the sky, it covered the sky and blocked the sun. At the same time, in the extremely strong blood fog, there were countless monks' souls crying, which made all living creatures close to count down subconsciously and tremble in their hearts.

In the 108 counties of taixuan, though they were fighting all the time, the monks of zongmen who were on the same scale as the Beihai at that time had never seen the monks of zongmen who looked out from the warships.

”Heaven, what did I see? Renjingguan, such a huge renjingguan, this is the place tens of thousands of years ago in the land of taixuan, after the bloody war in Beihai, there has never been a killing evil!”

A howl came from a big ship in front, and then there was silence in the whole army of friars. After seeing the huge Jingguan that went straight into the sky, the huge fleet of northbound ships at the zongmen gate of taixuan land seemed to have been silenced, and it was difficult to open their mouths to make any sound.

Under the quiet environment, time seems to become particularly slow, and with the slow approaching of the friars' fleet, the scarlet blood mist rolling over the sky completely obscures the sun's light above.

Then, one by one, the warships sailed into the blood covered area of Jingguan. At the same time, the light and shadow of the monks in the quiet and mysterious place were dim and only blood was red.

With the pungent and incomparable smell of blood, countless blood gases tumbled and rose, as if they had completely entered the rumored region of Shura.

”Stop!”

When the warships of the friars' Army gradually approached Jingguan, the voice of the South heavenly king of the holy court rang through the sky under the scarlet sky and spread to all the friars. Then, the whole army of warships gradually stopped. At this time, a monk on these ships felt more and more shocked than before.

The blood mist and ghosts in front of them indicated the tragedy of the first war in the north. Of course, the Jingguan temple, which almost connected the whole heaven and earth, clearly told everyone that the tragedy was only for the great monks in taixuan land who had their heads cut off.

Jingguan is not only the glory of Xiandao summer, but also the boundless shame of taixuan's northward forces!

”Bully people too much, cut off the heads of these friars and build a Jingguan. But no one can bully me in the land of taixuan?”

A roar of fury rolled from the warship, and then Taoist figures leaped out of the warship and fell on the sea in front of Jingguan.

Then these great masters raised their right hands one after another, and threw their long sleeve robes toward the front.

Suddenly, the mighty vitality surged forward, and the front was almost condensed into substance. The blood mist over the Jingguan temple was blown away a little, revealing countless heads of friars who were stacked on each other and kept their eyes open.

In the pupils of the eyes on these heads, there are still boundless fears and remorse before their death. Under the gaze of these countless eyes, even those who stand in front of the Jingguan temple are all suffering from many battles and many evil spirits in their hands. They feel great pressure and shock in their hearts.