click In the dim and boundless cave world, large cracks intertwined crisscrossed each other, and there were two figures looming, walking on the veins of the cracks in time and space.
Qingyang Huan followed the veins of the cave world and looked into the distance.
The flow of Hunyuan aura from the heavens allowed him to easily blend with the Taoism floating outside, hiding his figure.
Millions of miles away, at the visible end of the dim cave world, a curved arc of divine light with all kinds of colors hangs above time and space.
The curved arc spans nearly a million miles, like a heavenly gate standing in the dim cave world, majestic like a sacred mountain, supporting the heaven and earth from collapsing.
Of course, this is not a heavenly gate, but a vision of a splash of power caused by the collision of many forces when powerful men at the quasi-emperor level fight against each other.
Under the Divine Light Gate, a huge divine dragon loomed in the void, clawing and clawing at the void.
A big purple gold stick like a pillar of heaven seemed to fall from the Nine Heavens.
One end was in the Nine Heavens, and the other end hit the Jiuyou Huangquan.
It stirred up a huge whirlpool, and it seemed that the heaven and earth were following the magic stick. turmoil.
In the space vortex, big waves rose and fell, and the Lord of Light was involved in it.
Even though the ancient Holy Mountain of Light emerged from behind again and again, and the ancient God of Light wanted to shed his light, they were all shattered by the vortex.
He had already been beaten violently by Qingyang Huan and the True God Clan, and his body was traumatized, which was also felt by the two quasi-Sakyas who subdued the dragon and subdued the tiger.
Therefore, the two quasi-Sakyas, who had similar minds, made a decision in a short time.
The Fuhu Zhunsakya blocked the Dark Python Blood Lord and the Eight-Clawed Demon Lord with a Fuhu Divine Stick, buying time for the Subduing Dragon Zhunsakya to suppress him in one fell swoop.
I don’t know why, whether it was intentional or unintentional, the Eight-clawed Demon Lord and the Dark Python Blood Lord were inseparable from Fuhu Zhunsakya for a while, causing the battlefield to become farther and farther away.
At this moment, the Lord of Light, caught in the vortex of time and space stirred by the Dragon Subduing Stick, really wanted to scold his mother, but he was not such a bully.
These two bastards from the dark camp sincerely want to die here.
"kill" So that at this moment, he fell into the depths of the cave world.
The eyes of the God of Light were splashing with fierce killing light, and the golden feathers behind him erupted with six sharp divine lights.
Each divine light was like a magical sword, flowing with the years. breath.
Clang The six divine swords fell across the sky, and the shining light illuminated the nine heavens and ten earth.
The years were frozen in front of the blade, directly tearing the whirlpool stirred by the dragon rod into a large crack.
In an instant, he turned into a divine lightning and headed towards Rushing into the depths of endless nothingness.
The wind is strong and blowing.
No matter what luck or the general trend, your life is important, if your life is gone, nothing will matter.
Today's account will be settled with them one day.
"The Dragon-Subduing Master's Dragon-Subduing Stick Technique is indeed the world-defying guardian of our Jiamen, allowing the heretics of the Shentian Clan to escape."
In an instant, just as Shakya Subdued the Dragon was about to chase after the Lord of Light, a Sanskrit sound bursting with holy light was transmitted, and Jia Luo's clone appeared on the whirlpool.
"Your Majesty, can you join forces with me to take down the descendants of the human race?"
Jialuo's clone monk's robes were in tatters, and there was a tragic aura flowing from his body.
The Jialuo holy light surrounding his back was crumbling, and most of the phantoms transformed by the believers were destroyed.
It was obvious that they had experienced a tragic fight.
"The general trend of the world must not let humans take the lead in this era."
Sakyamuni Subduing the Dragon is covered with Sanskrit talismans, each one transforming into an illusory Kingdom of Jia.
Countless believers in the Kingdom of Jia are chanting sutras devoutly, and the sound of wooden fish echoes with the sound of thunder.
"The successors of the human race's way of heaven are really so powerful."
Looking at the appearance of the great sun quasi-Sakyamuni, there was a hint of surprise in Jianglong's eyes.
He had already paid too much attention to this meditator of the Hinayana Gara Dharma who had made rapid progress in recent decades and caught up with him in the clan's status. .
He has even studied and understood the Hinayana Dharma, which has countless mysteries and can alleviate the sufferings of all sentient beings.
If both sides were not competing for the position of Sakyamuni, they might not be able to sit down and have a good discussion.
"good" Thinking of the ancient legend of Zhutian Dao, Jiang Long nodded slightly.
Compared to Zhutian Dao, it is no longer important for a quasi-emperor of the God Heaven Clan to escape.
If the descendants of the human race's heavenly path really grow up, the harm to the Jialuo clan will definitely be beyond imagination.
The Garo clan did not completely defeat the human race at the beginning, leaving behind such a huge disaster.
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If the human race gained power, it would be like a catastrophe for the Garo clan.
As a quasi-Sakyamuni of the Garo clan, even if he is not a Sakyamuni, he still has to do some things.
The successors of the human race to the heavens must be completely obliterated even if they cannot be taken away.
“Where to go” Buzz At this moment, a killing sound came out from the depths of the large crack in the world of Dongxu.
Suddenly, all the space in the cave world with a radius of thousands of miles was annihilated into nothingness, and the purple and gold divine light prevailed.
The giant Qingyang Huan stood in the darkness, the purple light shining like the divine sun.
"Jianlong, you and I work together to suppress him."
Seeing the appearance of the Thousand-foot Giant, the expression of the Great Sun Shakya changed and he shouted urgently.
Clang Not only that, the somewhat dim Jialuo Holy Light behind him suddenly shone as brightly as the sun, and the believers, Arhats, and Vajras in the cave world behind him all uttered magnificent divine sounds.
A huge hand appeared out of thin air in the void, as huge as a mountain.
It stirred time and space, crushed large areas of darkness, and the chaotic air currents solidified. boom Without the slightest hint of melancholy, the dragon's roar echoed throughout the nine heavens on the coiled dragon stick in Sakyamuni's hands.
A golden dragon looked up to the sky and roared.
Ancient Sanskrit sounds burst out from each golden-armored dragon scale, heading towards Qingyang Huan.
The golden dragon struck the void, but was blocked by Qingyang Huan's huge palm.
The golden light in the sky dispersed and turned into a big purple gold stick engraved with dragon scales.
Clang
The sound of gold and iron colliding sounded, and Qingyang Huan felt that a lying figure of Jiamen, the great deity, appeared in his inner world.
With kind eyebrows and kind eyes, his whole body was shrouded in golden light, and his eyes were looking at him kindly.
No matter which direction he looked from, he could clearly see the appearance of this Jia Zun. four sides Jiazun is like four figures fused together, with a face in each direction.
Under the seat is a lying golden dragon, with its head lowered and a dragon stick standing in front of it, as if supporting the sky.
Sanskrit sounds were spat out from the mouth of Simian Jiazun, and in an instant, hundreds of millions of notes formed a big net, trying to seal off his spiritual world. , With four mouths lying, no wonder all the kings were caught off guard and were sent into the gate of Gameng.
In the cave world outside, the purple-gold coiled dragon stick of Sakyamuni Subduing the Dragon was pressed against Qingyang Huan's big hand, and for a moment it seemed as if the entire time and space had stopped. click At this moment, on the other side of the void, Jia Luo's clone condensed the five-finger big handprint, and it was completely solidified.
The ravines and mottled marks were intertwined and fell down.
As he waved his palms, thousands of Jia Zun Buddhas surrounded him, chanting loudly in unison, and in a trance, the heaven and earth were filled with the sound of Gamana Sanskrit.
The huge palm print crushed the void, and the chaotic air flow formed a vortex between the fingers.
At this moment, Zhen Luo's palm stopped without any warning, and then tilted.
What At the same time, Jianglong's expression froze, and the shadows of the believers surrounding him were transformed from the golden light into a deep red color.
Bad luck He wanted to avoid it, but the Coiling Dragon Stick held by Qingyang Huan's big hand glowed with black light.
The Chaos Taoist Talisman swept down the Coiling Dragon Stick like a big river, and the aura of Hunyuan from the heavens was swimming around, forming a conclusion.
It became a ban, which made it difficult for him to react for a while.
At this moment, the dust settled.
The palm of Jia Luo's clone used all his strength to directly suppress Shakya Subduing the Dragon from behind.
A small palm floated in the big palm, and a phantom of the Buddha sitting cross-legged appeared in the palm and blasted into his body.
Rumble Qingyang Huan's eyes flashed with killing light.
Taking this opportunity, he held the Coiling Dragon Stick with his backhand.
A force like the ocean's frenzy burst out from his fighting body and struck into the Coiling Dragon Stick.
He pushed the Coiling Dragon Stick horizontally towards the Subduing Dragon.
Sakyamuni was hit in the chest.
The huge body is like a giant dragon crushing ants.
Rumble A shocking explosion resounded in the Dongxu world, the void sank, the chaotic air flow rolled back, and its power completely disrupted the Dongxu world, which had been silent for a long time.
In the power that swept across the sky, Qingyang Huan's figure returned to his original state, his big hand pierced the void, and penetrated the chest of Subduing Dragon Zhun Sakyamuni.
Buzz Blood opened the sky, and when he took his palm out of his chest, he held in his hand a Jia Kingdom flowing with Sanskrit sounds.
A drop of Quasi-Emperor's blood penetrated the universe of stars.
In an instant, there was a big explosion in the cave world.
The vast starry sky was stirred for hundreds of millions of miles.
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The divine shadow of a million-mile-sized Dragon Subduing Arhat crowded the cave world. .
"Big Brother" Millions of miles away, the Fuhu Arhat was in a state of panic, spitting out a mouthful of blood from the corner of his mouth.
The Fuhu stick he was wielding had already been burning with blazing flames.
At this moment, the impact caused by the exploded Dragon Subduing Sakyamuni completely integrated the cave and the real starry sky world into one.
The divine form of the Dragon-Subduing Arhat, which stretches millions of miles high, appears at the end of the sky.
He holds the Dragon-Subduing Stick in both hands, his eyes closed tightly, and the long river of destiny flows by his feet.
The phantom of the huge body ignited a faint green flame, and the whole body was burning, showing the roughness of its fate.
The originally turbulent world seemed to have stopped at this moment, and all the quasi-emperors who had been fighting subconsciously stopped their hands.
They saw the heaven and earth supported by the dragon-subduing Arhat.
The human warrior's hand was pulled out from the chest of the Dragon-subduing Arhat.
The bloody hole was so dazzling that it was difficult to conceal it even from a long distance.
It belonged to the quasi-emperor.
The blood is gorgeous.
"don't want" Fuhu Zhunsakya's whole body burned with flames.
The power of faith of Jia Luo believers was ignited by him at this moment.
The Fuhu stick in his hand was thrown towards the Eight-clawed Demon Lord and the Dark Python Blood Lord.
And he hit Qingyang Huan in the direction, the murderous light in his eyes turned into blood, and Jia Luo's compassionate color was gone. puff The next moment, a soft sound resounded between heaven and earth.
The Jia Luo held in the palm of his hand exploded like the world.
The Jia Luo divine light mixed with blood escaped from Qingyang Huan's fingers.
"That is the Kingdom of Jia in the Palm of the Dragon-Subduing Son" "exploded" "It was really crushed."
This scene made the kings swallow their saliva involuntarily, feeling a little thirsty at the corners of their mouths.
In the Jia Kingdom in the palm of your hand, the fruits of Tianxutapanna, the first meditation in the martial arts world of the Jia Luo warriors, were crushed like this.
Some warriors shook their heads.
As the quasi-holy son of the Jialuo clan, the martial arts Jiafa has already reached the quasi-emperor realm.
The world of Jia Kingdom in the palm of his hand may have already reached the half-step second Zen Tiansituo Hanguo world.
However, everything became an illusion at this moment. ah What escapes from the fingers is not only blood and Brahma light, but also the screams and unwilling roars of many lives.
As the quasi-holy son of the Jia Luo tribe, there are tens of millions of believers in the Jia Luo country, all of them exist.
In this small country of Xunjia.
At this moment, as he was crushed by Qingyang Huan, tens of thousands of creatures turned into blood mist in his grasp, and all the followers of his Dragon Subduing Method were wiped out into nothingness.
Kill millions of warriors with a snap of your fingers The desire of millions of believers to ascend to eternal bliss has been completely wiped out before it can be realized.
The body of Sakyamuni Subduing the Dragon stood in the void, teetering on the edge of collapse.
He wanted to speak out, but he felt that he was blocked by the heavens, and even his soul and will were imprisoned.
At this moment, he wanted to say that we have a traitor.
It's a pity that I can't say it anymore. boom Without the support of the Jia Kingdom believers, his broken body was no longer surrounded by the Jia Luo Holy Light.
Without the believers, he was nothing.
The blood and bones exploded completely, falling apart in all directions. fallen "Big Brother" The blood brother fell in front of his eyes.
Fuhu had already gone crazy.
King Kong's eyes were blazing with blazing flames.
The believers in Jia Kingdom were even more furious.
Their tongues were like lotus flowers, and they were radiant.
Dao talismans were floating in the air.
Surrounded by it, there are more than 200 million pieces.
At this moment, a piece of flesh and blood shot out and fell into his hand.
The golden light of blood and bones was filled with the aura of fusion. kill Jiamen was bleeding, as if he had turned into a demon.
A divine tiger appeared behind Sakyamuni, tinged with blood, entrenched in nothingness, and let out a hissing roar.
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His brother died in blood, Fuhu's Jialuo Holy Light was completely demonized, all the chanting believers turned gray and black, and the divine tiger was even covered in thick black armor.
Possessed In the world of Wanyuan, Master Luan Gu looked at Fu Hu's appearance, with a flash of coldness and a touch of joy in his eyes.
Garo is possessed This is really the best joke in the world If it weren't for the current situation, I would really have to show off and celebrate.
"He's crazy."
Peng Wanli's eyes flashed with solemnity.
Fuhu, who had transformed his demonic intention, naturally abandoned the position of the Holy Son of Jialuo.
Thinking about it, his own brother died tragically in front of his eyes.
Who could bear such a scene.
However, the inheritance of the Dharma Protector Arhat of the Jia Luo tribe has actually escaped into the devil's path, which is very joyful.
Of course, the demonized Tiger Arhat became even more violent and ferocious, and seemed to be ignored.
"When will the injustice be repaid?"
"Back then, Jiazun fed the divine eagle with his body, but your brother only used his body to help me, showing great compassion.
You should be grateful for your brother's big heart and courage, and pursue your brother's path."
"Idiot, put down your butcher knife and stand up to Hua Jialuo."
Looking at the Fuhu Arhat rushing over, he could no longer be called a quasi-Sakyamuni at this moment.
He had fallen.
Qingyang Huan spoke solemnly and spoke word by word.
"Are you the devil?"
Qing Yanghuan's words made the watching king almost lose his breath.
But when I think about it, there seems to be nothing wrong with this.
This is what the Garo clan does to other clans. puff The Crouching Tiger Arhat, whose whole body was burning with black flames, spat out a mouthful of reverse blood again.
A flash of confusion flashed in his eyes, which then turned into fierce murderous intent. kill Fuhu roared, and the black divine tiger behind him stepped through the void.
Thousands of believers burned their bodies and turned into streams of energy that merged into the divine tiger.
The huge body was filled with black flames.
Amidst the pitiful shouts, countless believers struggled, but were swallowed up by the black flames and turned into energy. s is taking a day off today, there will be no updates tonight: