"I am a Buddha, merciful." Seeing Ye Chen pushing up the giant mountain, the Buddha's mind's body brushed his hands and sprinkled a Buddha's light.

The Buddha light carries a Buddha scroll, which carved the six-character mantra of Buddhism, hanging on the giant mountain.

Immediately, Juyue became heavier and the pressure doubled.

"I don't need your compassion." Ye Chen roared, the golden blood rose, but his legs were still bent little by little, and he was about to kneel down on the ground.

"Hold on!" The monks from all directions clenched their fists, unable to help, and supported Ye Chen mentally.

They all have awe of the ancient sage body, and do not want this strong lineage to be suppressed here.

But! The hero is old and Ye Chen has exhausted the last trace of the power of the holy bone. He is so old that he is too tired that he can no longer withstand the suppression of Buddha.

boom!

With a rumbling sound, the eight thousand-foot-foot-thousand-foot-thousand-foot-thousand-foot-thousand-foot-thousand-foot-thunder-the-ground trembled.

Ye Chen was suppressed and had no strength to get up anymore. He could only have a shocking roar that resounded infinitely throughout the sky.

Why!

The monks from all directions sighed and shook their heads, and there was an inexplicable sadness that surged into their hearts, and the hero was in twilight.

No matter how he is unyielding or unruly, it is difficult to stop Buddha's suppression. This time, he failed to create a myth.

Xutian, the Buddha's mind body, also collected thousands of golden lights, slowly dissipated, and turned into a ray of thought power.

The world is in silence, and only blood mist floats.

Looking from a distance, the mountain looks like the five fingers of a hand.

That is the Buddha's palm, named by all directions: Wujing Mountain.

More and more people gathered, spread out around Wuzhishan, and there were devout believers kneeling to worship the Buddha's orders.

"There was such a thing last night." The monk who arrived later couldn't help but be surprised when he heard the reason.

"We watched Fengxian and the others beheaded with our own eyes, and also watched the holy body be suppressed by the Buddha."

"A man with iron bones! He slaughtered Fengxian and others clean under the pressure of Buddha."

"Shaya was retorted to the disaster. This time he was suppressed by the Buddha, which is also considered cause and effect!" Someone sighed.

At the bottom of Wuzhi Mountain, it is dark and silent, and there is no light.

I don’t know when I heard the sound of iron chains colliding.

The sound came from an ancient altar with four copper pillars standing, engraved with Buddhist runes, densely packed.

Ye Chen was locked on the altar, his hands, feet, waist, and neck were handcuffed by cold iron chains.

His hair was disheveled and covered in blood, like a death row prisoner, his old eyes were turbid and dull.

Suddenly, he raised his old hand and touched his eyes.

His magic power was sealed, and even his immortal eyes were forbidden. Even if he awakened the way of heaven, it would be difficult to escape from this mountain.

"I don't need your mercy." His voice was hoarse, weak, with vicissitudes and fatigue.

It was dark and silent here, no light or creatures, and the old man couldn't help but curl up in the cold.

There was someone outside the mountain, and I couldn't help but sigh.

For nine consecutive days, outside the Five Fingers Mountain, there were constant figures, walking and coming, most of which came by their reputation.

The older monks were all amazed, and there were many young monks. They all showed awe of the mountains and sighed.

"He is a great hero." The young female cultivator looked at her beautiful eyes, and all the beauties loved heroes.

The people sealed inside have created too many myths along the way, and even if they are suppressed, they are still respectable.

There was another person coming from afar, and there were more than a dozen figures, all covered in black robes, and all with tears in their eyes.

This is a reincarnation. He did not obey Ye Chen's orders and left Xuanhuang. After going around, he was all back.

After more than a dozen people fell, they sacrificed their natal magic weapon, revived their divine power, and bombarded Wujing Mountain with a fierce bombardment.

"These little kids have all their brains!" The monks from all directions sighed, "The strongest is just a quasi-saint, and they still want to blow up the ban set by the Buddha?"

"Eighty times it's because I've been kicked by a donkey, and I'm overestimating my ability."

"If you hit like this, you can't even be blown away for eight hundred years."

"If you want to save the holy body from the mountain, it is mostly Ye Chen's old friend or relative." Someone pondered.

As for the words of the four sides, more than a dozen reincarnated people were unheard of, and they were still bombarding Wuzhishan with fearlessness.

However, their attacks were too weak, and they bombarded for three consecutive hours without shaking the Wuzhi Mountain.

"Stop." In the mountain, Ye Chen was awakened and opened his old eyes. Through the mountain, he could see outside. His spiritual sense had sent a voice and ordered him to stop the attack.

"Holy Lord, we will definitely save you." More than a dozen reincarnated people were filled with the light of firmness.

"Leave Xuanhuang." Ye Chen's voice was extremely hoarse.

"We will come back again." More than a dozen reincarnated people obeyed the order, stopped bombarding, and turned around and left.

After seeing the domineering power of the Buddha's seal, they knew very well that with their strength, they would never be able to blow it away.

They can't blow it away, which does not mean that others cannot blow it away. They need to seek help to rescue Ye Chen.

Looking at the departing reincarnation, Ye Chen's eyes were blurred, as if he could see the beautiful mountains and rivers through the illusion.

After more than two hundred years, he missed home.

He didn't know if he could survive the return of Da Chu, because he was in his twilight years and had a pitiful lifespan.

Outside the mountain, the sky roared again, like thunder.

All the heavens in all directions were filled with clouds and mist, shaking the sky, as if thousands of troops were galloping.

It was indeed thousands of troops, either urging chariots, pedals, or mounts and spirit beasts, which were as dark as a vast ocean, covering the sky.

If you look carefully, you will see that the Taiqing Palace, Supreme City, Piaomiao Palace, Heavenly Punishment Holy Land, Yuhua Divine Dynasty, Cangling Palace and Sun and Moon Divine Sect are all murderous in the sky.

"Such a big battle." The spectator monk changed his mind and hurriedly retreated, fearing that he would suffer the consequences.

"I had escaped overnight before, but now I'm going to fight back together."

"It's obvious that they all came for Ye Chen."

"Everyone knows that the power of the Holy Bone is gone, and Ye Chen is suppressed, so he dares to come. If Ye Chen still has the previous combat power, will they dare to come? How many come, how many will they be destroyed."

"At least there are millions of people." Some people sighed.

"I can't really blow up the Five Fingers Mountain. With Ye Chen's current state, if the seal is broken, it will be difficult to escape the death robbery."

While speaking, the surroundings and killings from all directions had arrived, covering the earth and standing in the sky, like a black sea.

There are indeed millions, and the formation is extremely large, which makes the Wuzhi Mountain surrounded and shake the sky and the earth.

"Ye Chen, you have today too." The Holy Lord of Taiqing Palace laughed unscrupulously, his eyes full of ferociousness.

The same is true for the other six holy masters, gritting their teeth and wishing they could rush in immediately and tear Ye Chen to pieces.

Ye Chen said nothing, looked quietly, looking at the ugly faces, and suddenly felt a sense of sadness.

More than two hundred years ago, 90 million monks of the Great Chu fought to the death and protected the people, but they held such hatred. Such irony made people laugh.

"Break this king and blow away the seal of the Five Fingers Mountain." Outside the mountain, there was a shout. The holy masters of the seven families all raised their arms and waved their swords to point at the Five Fingers Mountain from afar.

Immediately, the Xutian Killing Formation listed in all directions revived one after another, bursting out its divine power, and aiming at Wuzhishan.

Millions of cultivators also stood in the four directions of heaven. The magic weapons were buzzing, the formation maps were shaking off, and many secret techniques were all coming out, all with silence and trying to collapse the Five Fingers Mountain.

Millions of gods shot volleys, and they blasted on the mountain together.

Even the Great Sage was shocked by the attack of such a scale. If the Great Sage was bombarded, it would probably be dead.

However, millions of monks worked together but failed to shake the Five Fingers Mountain, and even half of the stone did not fall.

"Continue to bomb, and bang hard." The Holy Lord of the Qi family was furious, shouted and shook the sky, and waved the killing sword again.

Millions of cultivators were like chicken blood, and they were all playing with their lives, including magical magic weapons, secret magic arrays, no matter how much they were, they were not broken.

The roar sounded and resounded throughout the sky, and it never faded.

The monks who had left before all returned.

Everyone wanted to see if the attacks of millions of monks could break the Buddha's ban.

Looking away, around Wuzhi Mountain, there were monks watching the show on the tops of the mountains.

Many people directly set up large iron pots on the hill, eating meat and drinking wine while watching the show.

"I bet for nine days, and the ban will be broken." There are also strange people who set up gambling tables and gambling in broad daylight.

"Three days, up to three days, millions of monks!"

"The seal of Buddha is not broken just by saying it. It will take at least half a month for me to bet on all my wealth."

"Come on, I bought magic weapons. After passing this village, there is no such good magic weapons." What's more, I set up street stalls outside the mountain, and I was all given goods.

OK! The street stalls have all risen, and those who sell elixirs and secret scrolls have also rushed in a hurry. They have business minds and can do anything.
To be continued...