"It's a pity that we discovered it too late. The world has turned over and become a hell. The reincarnation of the Jedi has begun and there is no power to struggle anymore. Hearing that some of the overseas divine winds have dispersed, the old monk had to escape to Middle-earth with the remaining monks.

The people of the Upper Country are still there, and although there are wars, it is like seeing this creature live in peace and returning to the world from the underworld, which makes the old monk feel a lot and makes you laugh."

The old monk wiped the tears in the corners of his eyes and smiled hard.

Unfortunately, there was no smile on that sad face.

The atmosphere in the room was stagnant, and no one wanted to speak at this time. The situation in Japan was actually not complicated. Penglai seemed to use it as a preview of the Central Plains.

It took less than twenty years to create the spiritual realm they imagined. Compared with the changes in Japan in the twenty years, the Central Plains is now in a period of war.

The next step is probably to activate the evil formations of all spirits everywhere in the world.

"let me see!"

Hua Qing raised her head and said to the old Japanese monk in front of her in a serious tone:

"I want to take a look at the hell on earth in your eyes."

"I've just been"

The old monk was a little surprised, but before he finished speaking, he was roughly interrupted by Hua Qing.

The latter stood up, stretched out his hand, and buried on the old monk's weak wrist, and his soul moved and invaded the latter's mind.

"What you tell is not as good as what I have seen with my own eyes, so don't struggle against it."

The old monk could feel the strange power, extending the flesh and blood into his spirit, which made him look stunned, and his eyes looked at Hua Qing with a hint of horror.

He had fought against the Penglai people in Japan and was considered a leader of the rebel army. This kind of spiritual invasion seemed to be a means only the Penglai thieves could do.

But Zen Master Hongfa and the monks of Nirvana Temple must have believed in him very much.

Perhaps, this is a powerful genius from the Middle Land.

The old monk came to the Central Plains from thousands of miles away. In addition to taking refuge, he also had his own thoughts. He was in Japan and heard from the rebels of Longma Kingdom that an immortal fell in the Central Plains.

He also came to ask for help.

I hope that the powerful warriors in the Central Plains can help Japan kill demons and eliminate demons and recast the world.

Thinking of this, the old monk had no intention of confrontation in his heart, and let Hua Qing's soul fall into his weak and rotten soul.

At this moment, those most profound memories opened their doors to Huaqing.

The so-called scene of hell on earth is finally in front of Hua Qing.

Like the smoke dissipated, the curtain slowly opened.

He wanted to see what consequences would arise if the Penglai thief had to go all the plans to the last step?

He wanted to see, if he and Shen Qiu and others failed to fight Penglai, how far would the billions of creatures in this Central Plains land fall?

He wanted to see that the bitter fruit of failure would give himself more motivation to the hell on earth that has emerged outside the domain.

After all, it’s no point in saying it.

Only by seeing it with your own eyes can you know the disaster. People are like this. If you don’t give up until you see the Yellow River, if you want more people to join this resistance, you must first let them distinguish right from wrong.

The brave are aroused by disasters and fight for their lives. The cowardly are affected by disasters and will also fight for the death.
Chapter completed!