Chapter 817 (1/2)
A young monk in a golden Buddhist robe stands in the sky above Weisuo, many heavyweights and the island where Mingde and Germany are fighting fiercely.
The young monk's face was square, but his eyebrows were slightly thicker than those of ordinary people, which made his face indescribable. The transparent crystal light outside his body formed a three sided Buddha with a height of more than five Zhangs. Each of the three Buddhas held a lotus flower and made handprints, which radiated bright and pure Buddha light. However, the three faces were calm and angry Three looks of ferocity.
”Younger martial brother Mingde... Where are you...”
A great voice, from the population, was actually a ray of light in the air, shaking the void.
What's more amazing is that the man's eyebrows shoot out a vermilion glow, sweeping in the void, up to tens of thousands of feet.
Obviously, the young monk in the golden Zen dress is minning.
After searching for a while over the bloody island, which was all blasted into clay by all kinds of magic powers, mingning finally gave a heavy cold hum and disappeared in the sky of this island.
A long time after mingning left, friars appeared one after another, looking close to the island.
Most of these monks also hide their identities. When they look at the situation of the island and feel the bloody gas and residual breath of magic within tens of miles around the island, they are all horrified and chilling.
The next day, one after another of the startling news kept popping out, causing a storm.
Many strong men followed Wei Suo to zhejie Qihai, trying to kill Wei Suo and seize the treasures, but all of them were killed. It is said that at least dozens of golden elixir friars fell in the war and were all killed by Wei Suo and others.
”What, a total of dozens of golden elixir friars have been killed! Even if Wei Suo was a real monk, he couldn't kill so many golden elixirs in one breath So many golden elixirs, one person and one thing pressing the bottom of the box, can kill Shenxuan Daneng... ”
”The news must be true Many of them have visited the place. It's like purgatory. Half of the islands have been destroyed, and there are traces of the fall of the golden elixir
”It is said that kunyuangu shuanglao died in this battle...”
”It is said that the leader of the Lanke clan also fell down there. Several disciples of the real legend of the Lanke clan have started to fight for the highest inheritance of the sect. Finally, the three disciples of the sect killed several other disciples .。”
”I have received news that the spirit snake sect also seems to have changed greatly, and the patriarch has changed...”
”The antiques of ziyangzong and Guangfa Tiangong did not return to the ancestral gate after they left the huatianjiao assembly. Did you even die in this battle? ”
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no sect admitted that there were friars in their sect who went to zhejie Qihai to kill Wei Suo. However, with the explosion of more and more shocking news, the whole Yunling land was completely shaken. Almost all the sects and monks were searching for the truth, and more amazing news was found out one by one.
”Xiaoyuqing, the master of Dongtian has fallen!”
”The master of nature has also fallen down!”
”Lord Jiuli The master of wanxingzong... ”
It is not difficult to find out the monks who attended the meeting of Huatian cult, but have no trace. In addition, countless families have flocked to the island of fierce fighting. The traces of many monks falling down have been verified one by one. Many facts can not be covered under the condition that almost all the monks in Yunling continent are exploring the truth.
Soon, there were even a lot of followers who admitted that some of the heavyweights in their clan were involved in the killing of Weisuo, and claimed that it was the private behavior of those people and had nothing to do with zongmen.
The whole cloud spirit land shakes completely!
The truth of the battle is even more astonishing than all the friars imagined at the beginning, and even many people deliberately exaggerate their boasting. At least 60 or 70 great monks have fallen, especially most of the old Dongs who are about to run out of Shouyuan in Yunling land are cut like leeks in a vegetable garden.