Incense to the ancestors, I am invincible in the world

Chapter 158 Flying God Moth
The outside world, on the barren land.

Everyone in the other castles was shocked.

Especially in the several castles adjacent to the Iron-Blooded Castle, many people rushed to the top of the city, staring wide-eyed at the Iron-Blooded Castle bathed in the golden Buddha light in the distance, collectively stunned.

Even some of the guarding soldiers knelt on the ground, kowtowed to the golden statue of Bodhisattva in the void of Iron-Blooded Castle, asking for the blessing of Bodhisattva to manifest for them.

These castles have all been conquered by the special brigade led by Ultraman, and the flags hanging on the battlements are also royal banners.

But many of them do not agree with Iron Blood Castle and the royal family.

But at this moment.

They were shocked, shaken, and began to believe that the Wang family is the ruler of destiny, and they should rule the wasteland and become kings.

Didn't you see that all the Bodhisattvas appeared for the iron-blooded castle of the Wang family?

in the farther south.

On the border of the unconquered castle of the Wang family, a large war fortress has already been built, and they have been confronting the "Southern Expedition Army" of the Wang family on the opposite side for many days.

They are the allies of the major forces in the southern region.

now.

Along with the distant horizon, the golden body of Bodhisattva appeared in the void, shining like a round of golden sun, which was extraordinarily bright and eye-catching in the dark night.

All the enemies on the frontier were stunned.

Many soldiers knelt down and prayed to the Bodhisattva to bless them and show them spirits.

"Stand up and don't kneel. This is a conspiracy by the enemy, and it's fake."

The allied general guarding the frontier roared and drew his sword to kill a large number of soldiers.

Patrols were even dispatched in the frontier to hunt down and expel all those who worship the Bodhisattva.

however.

This effect is not large.

Many people looked in the direction of Iron-Blooded Castle, eyes full of piety and fanaticism, and excited.

that night.

Some people escaped from the frontier and surrendered to the Wang family frontier on the opposite side.

Some people even took the initiative to open the gates of the frontier fortress to attract the "Southern Expedition Army" to enter, just to enter the iron-blooded castle and worship Yangbao Bodhisattva.

This chaos led to another battle at the frontier. After leaving behind a large body of corpses, the two sides withdrew their troops and confronted each other again.

"This royal family is really unfathomable!"

On the castle of the Allied frontier, an old man was sighing.

His eyes are deep and majestic, and the aura on his body is majestic, and it seems that the entire void is shaking with his breath.

side.

There were several old monsters who were similar to him, but they all looked at the old man with awe.

"Senior Motian, this is the power of the Buddha. How could the Wang family have Buddhism involved?"

An old monster asked respectfully, asking out the doubts in the hearts of the others.

Mo Tian smiled and nodded, "This is indeed the power of Buddha."

"It's weird that the Wang family actually has a Buddhist giant behind them.

"In the first battle that year, the Hell Hall of Yama and Buddhism almost perished together, and the [-]th floor of hell was thrown into chaos. I didn't expect that after so many years, there are still strong Buddhists surviving."

Mo Tian muttered to himself.

Across the void so far away, he could clearly feel the mighty Buddha aura there, which was extraordinarily grand and ethereal.

He can be sure that there is definitely a Buddhist eminent monk with profound Dharma sleeping there.

All the old monsters around him listened quietly.

The battle that year was earth-shattering, and the eighteenth floor of hell was smashed to pieces, and it took countless years to re-form.

The wasteland was once very prosperous, with countless treasures of heaven and earth, and it was also that battle that turned the wasteland into a dead place.

So far, it is barren and full of yellow sand.

"Senior Motian, even if there is a sleeping eminent Buddhist monk in the Wang family, it is definitely not your opponent."

An old monster smiled flatteringly.

"Senior Motian, you have great strength. You have been in the emperor realm for many years, and you are only one step away from the rank of immortals. And the Wang family, even if they are their main line in Zhongzhou, the first-generation ancestor Wang Zha with the strongest benefits is not your opponent."

"By the way, he seems to have been suppressed because of his disadvantage in attacking the Shi Kingdom God Dynasty, and now his life or death is unknown."

After saying this, all the old monsters showed weird and playful smiles.

The devil sneered and said, "Stupid! How dare an ant laugh at an elephant?!"

"Still suppressed? Can he be suppressed?!"

"You underestimate him. He is known as the Northern Emperor, and he has lived a long time no less than this seat." Mo Tian said with emotion in his eyes, with some inexplicable fear.

"If this seat's expectations are correct, he must have found clues to the fairy traces in the Stone Kingdom God Dynasty, so he did this on purpose."

"It won't be long before the fairy trail opens, and this old thing will appear again, just wait and see."

When the old monsters behind heard this, they were all terrified.

If Wang Zhan, the first generation ancestor of the Wang family, really found the traces of immortality and proved to be an immortal, then those who opposed the Wang family would probably have no way out.

"With senior Motian here, what are we afraid of? Let alone this barren land, it is the eighteenth plane of hell. Senior Motian is the number one expert!"

An old monster flattered loudly.

The devil smiled very usefully, but suddenly seemed to remember something, shook his head and said: "You can't say that."

"Although this seat is strong, there are still a few people who are not inferior to this seat. Moreover, they are all old Yinbi, and their whereabouts are unknown until now, and I don't know where they are lurking."

His face became more serious, and he raised his hand slightly, and there was a scar like a burn on his arm.

This scar mark looks like a moth.

The wound has long since healed, but the imprint has remained for an unknown number of years, turning into a moth tattoo.

"Flying God Moth. I will find you sooner or later and avenge my past!"

There was a stern look in his eyes.

If it wasn't for the old Yinbi, Feitian Moth, who sneaked up on him, he would have taken the most crucial step in the last era, chasing after the immortals.

This hatred, this hatred, is still in his heart after many years, and he cannot forget it.

But up to now, he has searched all over the eighteen floors of hell, but he can't find where this flying moth has gone.

"No matter where she hides, I will remember her!"

"Now, don't be in a hurry, she will definitely appear as soon as the fairy trace comes out. At that time, I will tear up this old Yin Bi!"

Mo Tian gritted his teeth, the hatred in his heart was overwhelming.

Looking back at the group of old monsters, he ordered:
"The recent signs indicate that the most likely place for fairy signs to appear is still in this wasteland."

"Therefore, we also need to occupy more territory and form a big net. Only by capturing the fairy traces at the moment they appear can we be successful."

All the old monsters shook their spirits, and they all clasped their fists together and said: "I would like to listen to Senior Motian's orders!"

These days, they fought with the old monsters formed by senior Motian and Wang's special brigade.

There are winners and losers.

It wasn't until the two disciples of Senior Motian shot towards the base camp of the Iron Blood Castle of the Wang family, but were killed by the extreme soldiers of Void, that they terminated the follow-up attack plan, and then stationed troops on the spot to confront each other.

"The base camp of the Iron-Blooded Castle of the Wang family has extreme magic soldiers and sleeping Buddhist eminent monks. Don't touch them for the time being." Mo Tian said faintly.

"This seat has already sent a message to several fellow Taoists who are sleeping in the restricted area of ​​life with a secret method. When they recover, it will be the day when the Wang family will be destroyed, huh? They have awakened!"

As Mo Tian was talking, his complexion suddenly changed, and joy appeared in his eyes.

He stepped out, the void was torn apart, and the figure had disappeared.

On top of the city wall.

The group of old monsters could finally straighten up, let out a long breath and said: "Those who can be called fellow daoists by senior Motian must be giants in the imperial realm."

"Yeah, the miracle will appear, and they all recovered."

"Yuanying period, combined body period, crossing catastrophe period, Mahayana period, sage realm, quasi-emperor realm, emperor realm, the old monsters in everyone's eyes are basically sages!"

"Compared to Senior Motian and the others with senior qualifications, after all, they are inferior in seniority, strength and background."

"Let's not talk about Senior Motian, but the few disciples under his seat are all quasi-emperors, who are much stronger than us. If they hadn't blocked the Ultraman quasi-emperor of the Wang family, we would have stopped eating."

They talked and sighed, and also revealed the cultivation realm of the wasteland.

As for Ultraman's strength, he is also a quasi-emperor master.

Stronger than bosses, but lower than the real old antique giants of the wasteland.

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