As soon as Shen Lang's eyes are lifted, Lu Dongbin's strength will surpass that of the present when his soul and body were not damaged ten thousand years ago. It is not difficult to understand that he can defeat the young man in front of him.
"Master, I don't know where the exile abyss is?" Shen Lang asked tentatively.
Unexpectedly, the young man in the cassock replied, "the end of the pure land is the exile abyss."
As soon as the light of Shura Saint pupil in Shen Lang's eyebrow rises, he peeps into the ground at the end of the pure land. It really seems that there is a twisted abyss pit, which is most likely the "exile abyss" mentioned by the cassock youth.
On the right side of the abyss is a colorful space vortex, like a reincarnation tunnel of eighteen prisons.
The space behind the bodhi tree is blocked by a mysterious prohibition.
"In any case, I have to go to the bottom of hell to find the soul of my brother-in-law. I don't know if there is any room for negotiation?" Shen Lang asked.
The young man in the cassock put his hands together and said frankly, "Amitabha, poor monk is just a wisp of spirit will in this pure land, and his instinct is to guard this pure land."
"Benefactor, if you don't have a keepsake, please forgive me for not being able to let it go." The cassock youth said in a deep voice.
Shen Lang frowned and asked, "what token is it?"
"Previously, the poor monk made it clear that exile yuan is the seal of reincarnation heaven, and the keepsake is the legacy of reincarnation heaven." The cassock youth explained without hesitation.
With these words, Shen Lang's eyes brightened. He turned over his hand and offered a golden Mini Guangtian palace, which was displayed in front of the young cassock.
"Master, can this reincarnation palace be regarded as a keepsake?" Shen Lang asked.
The cassock youth's eyes were fixed in Shen Lang's reincarnation palace. After a long time, he slowly said, "benefactor, it turns out that he is the chosen one The poor monk has no eyes, but he still looks forward to heaven's choice. Don't blame him. "
Shen Lang was shocked and asked curiously, "why do you recognize me at a glance?"
"In the past, the God left a last word, and in the future, perhaps someone chosen by heaven will visit the pure land with a keepsake." Cassock youth zhengse explained.
Shen Lang is a little speechless. Even if Asura and Zhang Daoling can predict their actions, they even know that they will come here. They have no privacy at all!
On this point, Shen Lang has been numb, too lazy to think about it.
"Since the master knows the reincarnation palace in his hands, please lift the ban and let me go to the bottom of hell." Shen Lang can't wait to say.
Unexpectedly, the cassock youth refused directly: "please forgive me, I can't let you go."
Shen Lang's face suddenly changed: "why? Is my reincarnation palace not worthy to be a keepsake? "
"It's not like this, but in the last words of the God, there was an order forbidding the heavenly chosen to enter the heaven prison, and the poor monk would act according to the order." The cassock youth said calmly.
When Shen Lang heard this, he was surprised and asked, "I don't know why the reincarnation God wants to stop me?"
"Poor monk can't answer almsgiving master. Maybe in this reincarnation dungeon, there are some evil spirits of the dead who are bound to hurt the chosen one!" The cassock youth said in a deep voice.
This explanation is unacceptable to Shen Lang.
"The master said that he could let go with the reincarnation God's keepsake, but now he suddenly found a reason to change his mind. Is this capricious? Are you playing with Shen?"
Shen Lang's anger went up, and the gloomy face asked.
The young man in the cassock said calmly, "I don't mean to play with the benefactor. After all, the identity of the chosen one is extraordinary. I hope the benefactor will follow the warning of reincarnation. Don't step forward any more!"
"Well, why waste my time? Since you have to stop me, I'll see what you are capable of! "
Shen Lang was furious, and the Shura Saint pupil in the middle of his eyebrows suddenly released the blood light like a raging wave. He quickly spread and killed the young cassock on the Golden Lotus platform.
The young man in the cassock put his hands together and recited the Sanskrit sound silently. A huge purple and golden dark dragon shadow appeared behind him.
The dark blue fire was burning all around the dark dragon's shadow, and the ferocious face was blurred. The red pupil was burning with a huge blood flame, just like the blood stars. In his mouth, he made a heart throbbing sound of the dragon's roar. He was noble and rebellious, and his momentum was amazing!
"Roar!"
The dark dragon's shadow murmured and spewed out a vast sea of dark blue fire, bumping into the blood light.
"Dong Dong Dong!"
The deafening roar and burst sound resound all over the world. The endless blood light and the dark blue sea of fire interweave and collide, and the burst energy generated rushes around the pure land.
There was a stunning scene.
The flowers and plants in the pure land, even the bodhi tree, are all impacted by the tyrannical energy, but these destructive forces have not caused any damage to the flowers and plants and bodhi trees on the earth.
Even a wisp of grass root, a leaf has not been destroyed, it is really incredible.The land of pure land is transformed by the will power of the Bodhisattva of the king of Tibetans. Unless the divine power attack exerted by the monks is powerful enough to destroy the will power of the Bodhisattva of the king of Tibetans, the land of pure land will not be destroyed by external forces.
"Boom boom!"
All over the sky, the blood light and the dark blue fire interweave with each other, and the two powers are deadlocked for a while.
Shen Lang didn't believe in this evil, so he immediately sacrificed the huge sickle of Yama and went to kill the young cassock under the bodhi tree.
Seeing that Yan Luo's Scythe burst out with thousands of black lights, carrying the terrible power to hit the cassock youth's head, the cassock youth did not hesitate to sacrifice a golden Zen staff, which blocked the edge of Yan Luo's Scythe at the critical moment.
The golden light of the sun burst out from the Zen staff, and it shook away the giant sickle.
The young man with the cassock was sitting on the lotus terrace intact, only his cassock was blown up by the strong wind.
Shen Lang's soul quickly condenses the secret silver holy clothes, which blocks the impact of the golden light.
"The angry Beast collides!"
After retreating dozens of steps, Shen Lang summoned the angry Beast demon spirit without hesitation and made a big move.
He knew that there was not much chaotic power left in his body. He could win only if he made a powerful magic attack in a very short time.
"Buzz, buzz!"
The ox horn on the head of the angry Beast releases the bright star light, and raises the golden awn all over his body. With the power of shaking the sky, he bumps into the cassock youth on the Golden Lotus platform!
Seeing the angry beast coming, the young man with cassock set up his golden Zen stick and tried to resist the collision.
"Bang!!"
With a big bang, the cassock youth was finally knocked out of the lotus platform.
He set up the golden Zen stick in his hand and resisted the angry Beast's bright star like horn, and his body retreated thousands of meters.
Although the cassock youth was not damaged at all, he also felt the pressure brought by the angry Beast and showed a dignified color between his eyes.
"Blood eyes tear the sky!"
The Shura Saint pupil in the center of Shen Lang's eyebrows did his best to release infinite blood light, trying to cover the flame of the dark dragon.
"The angry Beast breathes!"
At the same time, the angry Beast, who was fighting against the young man in the cassock, made a roaring roar. The light of the ox horn soared, releasing a waterfall of golden light. He almost hanged the young man in the cassock face to face, not giving the other side a chance to breathe.
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