Who Awakened His Talent?

On the top of Lingshan Mountain, black mist shrouded and was eerie.

There are many strange rocks standing there, like countless ferocious ghosts.

The sound of the wind is shrill and shrill, like the wail of an innocent soul.

A jet-black Buddha statue sits at the core of Lingshan Mountain, majestic and solemn.

His body was covered in black robes, exuding endless darkness.

The face is looming, and the eyes are shining with a strange red light, giving insight into all things.

On the Lingshan Mountain, the vegetation withered and life was cut off.

The rocks are twisted and deformed, like a torture scene in hell, which is shocking.

The air is filled with the smell of decay and death, making people's hair stand on end.

Deep in the Lingshan Mountain, the void shimmers with light, seemingly holding endless mysteries.

The endless whispers echoed in the Lingshan Mountain, like thousands of ghosts begging, breathtaking.

Just watching from a distance makes people feel frightened, like falling into an endless nightmare.

"This is Lingshan? It doesn't feel like anything special."

Nie Zhiyuan looked at the Lingshan Mountain in front of him and said indifferently.

But at this moment, his heart was pounding, and he was not as calm as he looked on the surface.

"Finally we have reached the final level..."

Su Zaihua, Ao Gui and others also expressed emotion on their faces.

They walked this road westward for more than a hundred years.

Now, it's finally time to come to an end.

Not only them, but even Daxia was agitated after seeing the face of Lingshan.

"Is the show "Journey to the West: Conquering the Demons" finally coming to an end?

"Program? What are you talking about? This is a live broadcast!"

"Oh, yes, it's been more than a hundred years. I've completely forgotten that this really happened. I'm just following the show as a TV series..."

More than a hundred years have passed, and the five people from the Westward Journey have become household names in Daxia.

At the same time, "Journey to the West" has also become the memory of several generations and will be remembered by everyone.

"Let's go, it's time to settle things."

Nie Zhiyuan took a deep breath to suppress his inner excitement.

He raised his feet and walked forward, followed by the other four.

In the past hundred years, they have traveled too many roads, suffered too many hardships, and encountered too many dangers.

But all this will finally come to an end today.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, a loud noise came from the depths of Lingshan Mountain.

In an instant, the ground shook and the mountains shook, and a strong wind blew up.

On the top of Lingshan Mountain, black clouds covered the sun, and there was lightning and thunder.

Suddenly, terrifying Buddhas and Bodhisattvas appeared in the sky. They were huge, hundreds of feet tall, and looked ferocious, as if they were evil ghosts from hell.

Behind these Buddhas and Bodhisattvas were followed countless ferocious monsters. Some of them had wings, some were covered with spikes, some had flames coming out of their mouths, some had cold light flashing in their eyes, and each of them exuded a suffocating energy. breath.

"Amitabha!"

A loud bell-like sound sounded, and a Buddha wearing a golden cassock and holding a Zen staff appeared in the air. His face showed compassion, but his eyes were full of madness.

Zhiyuan showed no fear, and with a flash of his body, he rushed forward like a bolt of lightning.

He let out an angry shout: "Anri, your father and I are here to get the scriptures today. Are you just going to send these little minions to greet us?!"

As the voice fell, the black sword in Zhiyuan's hand suddenly grew several times larger, flashing with black and white light.

He stepped on his feet, jumped up lightly, and rushed towards the huge Buddha.

"roar!!"

The Dark Buddha felt a fatal threat, and a trace of anger flashed in his huge pure black eyes. It opened its mouth and spit out the breath of twisted monster insects mixed with dark flames.

"What dares to stand in front of my Third Burial Taoist Priest?"

Nie Zhiyuan snorted coldly and stabbed out the black sword in his hand.

The black sword easily pierced the Dark Flame Breath and directly blackened the Buddha's body. The latter let out a shrill scream and his huge body fell to the ground.

Without even looking, Nie Zhiyuan stepped over the body of the Black Buddha and rushed towards the temple on the top of the mountain.

"Sun Xing, punish Bajie, kill Wu Jing, and follow my master to level this spiritual mountain!"

Nie Zhiyuan raised his arms and shouted.

"...Can you please stop using such a strange name? We are obviously the righteous party!" Su Zaihua couldn't help but complain.

Xiong Baobao and Qin Tian were also speechless.

However, Ao Gui seemed extremely excited, "Me and me, give me a Dharma name!"

"good!"

Nie Zhiyuan killed the evil Rakshasa that was attacking him with one sword, and then laughed loudly and said: "Your name is Little Tyrannosaurus!"

Hearing this, the excitement on Ao Gui's face suddenly disappeared.

"It's very good to get the Dharma name. Don't get it again next time."

Ao Gui curled his lips, then turned around and stuffed his fist into the body of a Baizhang Dharma Protector.

Boom!

With a loud noise, Ao Gui transformed into a million-foot true dragon body and rushed towards the enemy formation with great momentum, showing unparalleled majestic power. The dark golden dragon scales shone with dazzling light, and each swing of the dragon's claws caused powerful destructive power.

At the same time, Su Zaihua, Xiong Baobao and Qin Tian also showed no signs of weakness and followed Ao Gui closely, each performing their own unique skills.

The four people were like four bright stars, guarding Nie Zhiyuan's black and white sun and quickly advancing towards the interior of Lingshan.

The short sword in Qin Tian's hand was swung like a bolt of lightning, and the shadows of the swords intertwined into a dense network of shadows, shrouding the enemy.

The baby bear uses its huge body and plump bear paws to put tremendous pressure on the enemy. Every time it swings its claws, the entire spiritual mountain continues to tremble.

Su Zaohua used his flexible authority and the magic weapon created by the Lord of Blood to shuttle freely in the enemy camp, swinging his stick from time to time to destroy the temples on the sacred mountain.

"Don't even think about stepping into the Great Leiyin Temple!"

The Buddhas roared in anger, unwilling to be outdone, and used all their strength to attack together.

For a time, all kinds of magical spells flew in the air, shining brightly and dazzling.

In the melee, the five people firmly occupied the upper hand.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the Buddha and Bodhisattva secretly cast spells to summon more magic soldiers.

However, the five people's fighting spirit became stronger and their momentum was like a rainbow. No matter how many magic Buddhas blocked in front of them, they could not stop the momentum of several people.

Not long after, the five people paused and did not attack again.

Because all the monsters blocking in front of them had been killed.

At this moment, they finally arrived at the end of this journey, the Great Leiyin Temple.

A magnificent temple stood in the endless darkness.

There were constant fireworks in the temple, and a strange aroma filled the air, filled with the breath of death and decay.

With a creak.

The tightly closed door opened, revealing a strange and terrifying scene behind the door.

Two rows of Buddha statues extended all the way to the depths of the temple.

Their faces were hideous, and they were bleeding all over, as if they were tortured.

The walls were wet, as if blood was oozing out, and the ground was covered with huge claw marks.

A pair of deep eyes, hiding in the depths of darkness.

Every blink was like thunder piercing the ears, and the space trembled.

In the temple, the chanting sounded like ghosts crying and wolves howling, and the echoes were breathtaking.

In the darkness, countless eyes flickered, as if there were resentful spirits peeping.

"Amitabha!"

"Namo Amitabha..."

Suddenly, an old and low chanting sound came out, with a supreme majesty, shocking the soul.

Nie Zhiyuan frowned slightly, his eyes fixed on the deepest part of the Great Leiyin Temple.

There, a Taoist scripture was suspended in the air, flashing black and white light.

It was his Dark Radiance Taoist Scripture!

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