Kill the demons!
Kill the demons!
punish……
The ruthless, cold and dull voice resounded throughout the world through the glory of the catalogue of Ten Thousand Immortals. Even the rank master who does not possess the key to Ten Thousand Immortals can hear it or even ordinary people.
He also knows the meaning of the sound.
In a trance, you can even sense the treasures mentioned in the divine sound appearing vividly in front of you.
"This is the great power of Xuantian Lingbao! In the past, I turned to the Emperor, recite his name and write his surname and transform into a new form. I am afraid that the same is true for the catalog of Ten Thousand Immortals!"
The red gold demon-subduing pestle blooms on the top of Nirvana Mountain, and the endless Zen singing of Buddha sounds, holding the country and heaven lifting their eyes and sighing.
Before his will, he was far from comparable to the ordinary rank master. He could also feel the fluctuations from the catalog of Ten Thousand Immortals.
Seventy-two types of longevity-extending pills, thousands of magic weapons, real form diagrams, exercises, great medicines, and even level diagrams, formations, and great magical techniques...
The catalog of Ten Thousand Immortals has been one of the Xuantian Spirit Treasures that the great emperor must hold on from generation to generation. It contains the foundation and wisdom of the emperors, and even the seventeen families at the top of the world cannot compare with it.
"The Great Dragon and Tiger Golden Pill, Xuanyuan Realm Breaking Pill, Tiangang Thunder Method, Great Five Elements Extinction Divine Sword..."
Not far apart, the Buddha, wearing a black monk's robe, looked at each other indifferently, and a strange color flashed in his eyes:
"Even the lost 'Gaomin Tian' and 'Grown Tian' rank map in our temple, I'm afraid this catalog is not far from Cheng Ling..."
"The catalog of Ten Thousand Immortals is printed with the will of ancient and modern masters, and there are also many ancient and undestroyed spirits and the supreme will of the eight emperors in the mysterious realm. There is no possibility of becoming a spirit!"
Chi Guotian shook his head.
Magical treasures are rare in ancient times, and Longquan is only a few in a million years, and Xuantian Spiritual Treasure is even less than a single one.
The catalog of Ten Thousand Immortals is recognized as the treasure that cannot be made into a spiritual treasure, otherwise the seventeen families would not be able to share it together and list it above.
"It's not the Ten Thousand Immortals Map itself, could it be one of us? The Lion God King? The Taoist of Heaven? Or, Tianzong?"
The Buddha frowned slightly, then stood up, and the monk's robes were rushing:
"No matter who it is, we cannot be outside... This Buddhist son is so restless!"
"Amitabha!"
Ji Guotian just put his hands together:
"Maybe this is the root of his Buddha's will?"
"Buddha son, Buddha son. Who is Buddha son? What does it matter... I just want a volume of stairs map..."
Buddha sighed and walked into the void.
"Good, good..."
Chi Guotian shook his head slightly and disappeared into the Nirvana Mountain with Buddha Tian.
There are only two sects of Hanhai Buddhism, but they are still the same lineage.
The two of them have been holding Nirvana Mountain for thousands of years, which is almost equivalent to a real Buddha in the world. How can they really not be able to contact the seven-element rank map?
only……
Before leaving, Ji Guotian looked back at the old temple in the back mountain, and could be seen as the light of water.
The jade bottle swayed, as if the tender girl had just thrust into the branches, a slight light of blood appeared.
'The old monk dared not ask for it if someone else gave it to me...'
Huh huh huh ~
As the two left, the demon-subduing pestle hanging on the top of the mountain also disappeared in the void, but the Zen singing Buddha sounds in Nirvana Mountain lasted for a long time.
It attracted countless believers to kneel down and recite scriptures.
"Amitabha……"
The strong power of incense gathered with the Buddha's light and Zen singing, spreading the mountains, countless monks knelt down and worshiped in prostrate.
A ascetic monk with a frost-faced face raised his head among the crowd and looked at the top of Nirvana Mountain.
‘Chiguotian and Shizuntian have both left... I have entrusted you with blessings, Yang Yu…’
Through the treasure given by the Nine Heavens Killing Child, Lu Chen seemed to have some awareness, but soon, he lowered his head again.
All the monks were chanting the light of Buddha's name, and were filled with the sound of Zen singing, but the light of the Catalogue of Ten Thousand Immortals appeared in front of him.
These are rare things that only exist in classics and legends, and even treasures that can improve the innate heels. Although they can only improve the heels and feet at an extreme level, they are extremely eager for him!
After seventy years in the Nirvana Mountain, he could feel what the gap between his feet means more than in the mountains and seas.
He and Mi Xin are in the same position as Jiu Yao, who is now at the top of Jiu Yao, but he is still the first to Jiu Yao.
And that Yang Zhuo...
“It’s so enviable…”
Lu Chen sighed in his heart, but his thoughts seemed to have already floated to the golden tower of gathering luck.
In a trance, he could see his clothes rushing, and someone reached the top, looking around the world, looking down on the world.
In front of him, there were only cold and hard mud slabs and a group of old monks' ass raised high...
At this moment, even he couldn't help but feel envious and extremely strong throbbing.
He wanted to stand up, and wanted to rush to the top of Nirvana Mountain, and take out the "goods" left here by the Nine Heavens Killing Child...
but……
It seemed like a moment, and it seemed like it took a long time, Lu Chen had already recited Buddhist scriptures with the monks, and was extremely pious.
After three thousand years of struggle in life and death, he was able to do something low and do something small. He could not, nor would he allow himself to make mistakes.
With the deadline approaching, he no longer has the chance to make mistakes...
After a long time, as Zen sings and Buddha sounds disappeared, the monks each stood up, Lu Chen was the latest.
He was like the most devout monk, bowing and bowing, and then stood up and returned one by one with the smiles of the monks.
"It is the way to be brave and diligent, just like walking on thin ice!"
Lu Chen looked south silently:
"The whole world is enemies... aren't you afraid of death?!"
...
...
The body is transformed into thousands, but the mind remains unshakable!
When Yang Yu had thought of it, he had no more worries. Under the thrilling gaze of ancient magic power, he penetrated the remaining twenty-nine layers of golden tower!
But at this time, the counterattack from the Ten Thousand Immortals Catalogues has also arrived!
With the magical powers, the tower guards of the ninety-nine-story golden tower all rushed to the 100th floor that did not exist!
Among them, Yang Yu even saw Yang Ni, a blood-clothed man standing above the sea of ​​blood, lingering among the millions of blood gods...
boom!
Boom!
He transformed into the appearance of Tathagata of the Great Sun. Yang Yu poked out his five fingers. His fingerprints were like living creatures, and evolved into the shapes of Canglong, Vermillion Bird, White Tiger, and Black Tortoise.
It is ignited that the blue dragon roars, the vermilion bird flaps its wings, the white tiger roars, and the black treath lifts its head...
With the eight or nine mysterious skills, we can promote ever-changing changes, and combine the law and martial arts to play the "Four Symbols of Heaven's Will"!
At this moment, the shadows of the Four Symbols pushed by Yang Yu had not obtained form and spirit except the Canglong, but under the promotion of various magical powers and blood, it still burst out with the extremely brilliant light.
While resisting the bombardment of various magical powers with his unparalleled body, he finally destroyed the Blood God Son who was roaring and shattered the blockade of the endless sea of ​​blood.
Accompanied by the hiss of the gods, climbed to the top of the Golden Tower of Gathering!
Buzz!
At this moment, he felt an unparalleled huge oppression and murderous intent, from the Ten Thousand Immortals Catalogues themselves and all the rank masters who held power!
Click!
It seems that thunder broke through the sky.
Yang Yu suddenly looked up and saw that in the depths of the Ten Thousand Immortals, in a grand mysterious realm, there seemed to be a god who stepped on ten thousand thunders, looking indifferently.
His eyes are like the thunder waves of destruction, crossing the edges of illusion and passing through various mysterious realms,
I want to kill many incarnations and wills he hides in it!
This comes from the Ten Thousand Immortals’ Will, the will of a powerful man as vast as a sea of ​​smoke, the heroes of Longquan for millions of years, the immortal spiritual wisdom in the ancient mysterious realm, and the strong man and mysterious realm of all realms who were swallowed by the whale in the Longquan realm...
Buzz!
Under the clouds and sky, among the mountains and rivers, some people open the altar to practice, and some people recite the magic spell cross-legged, wanting to be killed by the outside world!
"Everyone is the enemy?"
The invisible wind accompanied the thunder waves, at the top of the golden tower, under the night, Yang Yu was filled with wind and thunder and laughed long:
Chapter completed!