Zhang Heng and King Xuanlong disappeared at the "Xuantian Hall" at the same time, and the next moment, they appeared among a green mountain that exuded a peaceful and tranquil atmosphere.

Around this mountain, a faint morning mist is always shrouded in the sound of bells, and the sound of bells rippling in distant and continuous.

"Is this the so-called Buddhist holy land?"

The Xuanlong King stared at this peaceful place coldly, and the expression on his face was not good.

Zhang Heng calmly glanced at Puhua Mountain. He was not hostile to this Buddhist Pure Land, but he had no good feelings.

After King Xuanlong said that, a palpitations and a palpitational aura surged from his body, and a cold light flashed in his golden pupils.

For a time, the tranquility and peace on the entire Puhua Mountain was dispersed, and replaced by a domineering aura that shocked the mountains and rivers.

In the house, this Puhua Mountain seemed to have changed into a different environment, from the Pure Land of Buddhism, changing the war and killing place.

Zhang Heng just stood quietly and took the performance of the Xuanlong King in his eyes, without any intention of interfering.

At this moment, a sigh came from the depths of the temple on Puhua Mountain, rippling among the surrounding mountains.

"It turned out that His Majesty Xuanlong and Friend Zhang were here in person."

There was a little helplessness in the old voice.

"Old monk Fatian, don't you know that all the top figures in the Zhou Dynasty will gather in the "Star Court"? Why don't you come?"

The eyes of King Xuanlong were filled with a powerful piercing force. Through the restriction formed by the auspicious aura, he saw an old monk in a gray robes inside.

Zhang Heng shined with Jinze's eyes and glanced faintly towards the direction of Puhua Temple, and was frozen on the face of the old monk Fatian without any obstacles.

The Dharma sky remains unmoved like a pine, turning into a rock that has been around for tens of millions of years, with countless beating Buddhist scriptures flying like tadpoles.

No matter how powerful the aura emitted by the Xuanlong King was, he could remain calm.

Buddhist monks pay the most attention to cultivating their minds. They have unique achievements in calming down and concentrating their minds, which is far superior to monks of the same level.

However, at this moment, the calmness of the old monk Fatian was only limited to the surface.

Whether it is the Xuanlong King or Zhang Heng, they are the supreme figures who can control the fate of this world. Any of them can pose a significant threat to Fatian.

With the eyes of King Xuanlong and Zhang Heng, the pressure Fatian was under was definitely unimaginable to other monks of the same level.

Although he is still as moving as a mountain on the surface, he cannot truly feel peace in his heart.

"How come Your Majesty Xuanlong said this? I have been hiding in the East Dragon Continent for countless years, and have never been involved in the world. I have not even interfered in the Xuanyou incident 100,000 years ago. I am already standing outside this world, not a secular person."

The monk Fatian still sat cross-legged, his hands closed, and a layer of Buddha light burst out from his body, setting him up like a descendant arhat.

"Oh? You are not a secular person, so why don't you ascend to the upper realm?"

The Xuanlong King sneered, the light in his eyes became even colder, and the powerful domineering aura shrouded on Puhua Mountain became a little stronger, and an unstoppable spiritual will was born invisibly, trying to shake the firm mind of the monk Fatian.

Fatian's eyes suddenly opened, his pine-like body trembled, and his mind shook for a moment.

He looked at the two men on Puhua Mountain who could dominate the fate of the entire "Zhou Dynasty" and sighed heavily: "Is Your Majesty Xuanlong really too much?"

His eyes fell on Zhang Heng's face again and he said, "Fellow Daoist Zhang, I wonder what do you think?"

Zhang Heng smiled and said, "The Buddha's eyes are concentrating, but the holy light does not shine. The monk of the Dharma Heaven, you are both lonely and helpless in the Dongyun Continent, and you also hope to change the status quo. Even if you can really stand outside the world, can you stand outside the immortal path?"

The monk Fatian stared at him for a long time and said, "Is Fellow Daoist Zhang also coming to force me?"

The smile on Zhang Heng's face faded, replaced by a touch of indifference, with golden screws in his eyes, and a strong metallic feeling in his skin on his body.

It is also a spiritual will that wants to break through the shackles of one world.

In this spiritual will, there is a sharp fighting spirit of unrestrainedness, encountering gods and killing gods, and Buddha blocking the Buddha's death.

In an instant, two spiritual wills came to the eminent monk Fatian at the same time.

puff!

The monk Fatian was shocked and forced a mouthful of blood, with a look of astonishment on his face.

With just one mental impact, the great monk Fatian will suffer from the mind!

"you……"

The monk Fatian looked pale, the blood on his mouth was not dry, and he opened his eyes wide and looked at the two people in the void.

At the same time, the peak figures in Xuantian Hall had already released their spiritual consciousness and saw everything that happened on Puhua Mountain.

When they saw Zhang Heng and King Xuanlong, with the joint efforts, with just one thought, the mind of the monk Fatian was damaged and he couldn't help but take a breath of air conditioning.

The strength of these two people is terrible!

Even the only Mahayana Buddhist monk in the realm does not have much resistance.

After a long time, Zhang Heng sighed lightly: "Monkey King Fatian, since you have a blood killing order in your hand, why not participate in the gathering of this 'Xuantian Hall'?"

As soon as the words were finished, all the taboo strong men whose spiritual consciousness stayed here changed drastically.

The last blood killing order was actually in Fatian's hands?

How is this possible!

However, as one of the best peerless figures in the world, Zhang Heng said something that was extremely important and should not speak in a false way under the gaze of so many taboo characters.

"you……"

The monk Fatian looked at Zhang Heng in disbelief, his eyes showing complexity, and then sighed and reached out to the void.

Buzz!

Blood light soared into the sky, and a blood killing order appeared in front of him.

The last blood killing order!

All the forbidden strong men watching this side looked shaking, and they all seemed excited and excited.

"You can take this blood killing order."

Fatian reached out and bounced his hand, and the blood killing order floated in front of Zhang Heng and King Xuanlong.

"What do you mean?"

The Xuanlong King's face darkened, and he looked at the "Blood Killing Order" in front of him, but did not take it.

"I am really not interested in the murderous matter. I will give you the blood killing order in my hand. I will not go there."

Fatian's voice was a little low, and there was a little helplessness in his tone.

"You won't go?" Zhang Heng smiled, stretched out his hand and flicked it, and the "blood killing order" returned to Fatian.

"The great trend of one realm cannot be reversed unless you abolish your own cultivation or downgrade to below the Mahayana stage."

Zhang Heng said lightly, but his tone carries a huge amount of weight, which makes people unable to disobey.

King Xuanlong stood aside and saw how Zhang Heng handled it without saying a word.

The monk Fatian was silent for a moment, and finally let out a long sigh and said to Zhang Heng: "Since that's the case, I can't keep myself alone. Let's open the 'Blood Killing Lord Cave' with you."

King Xuanlong and Zhang Heng smiled at the same time.

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