"Given by Bayer and others" An illusory and angry figure emerged from the cold statue, and the shadow's eyes were filled with coldness.
It seemed that Qingyang Huan must be completely crushed to ashes before he could relieve the hatred in his heart.
Burning lamp prajna.
Qingyang Huan's expression condensed.
Well, it was useless to condense.
At the moment, he had no idea what the terrifying existence in front of him was.
In the Jialuo tribe, Prajna, Jialuo, and Mantuo are all titles of the supreme venerable ones.
They have great wisdom and the honor of great creation.
Each of them possesses supreme power.
Who is this Prajna?
Could this be one of the lives of the third Jia Zun?
In the battle of Chaos, the holy body was broken.
This reminded him of some rumors among the masters.
In the battle at the end of the Middle Ages, all the masters joined forces to set up a huge formation to resist the Saint Jia Luo.
Could it be that this was the one in front of him?
wrong The saint is immortal and lives as long as heaven and earth.
Although the statue in front of him contains greatness, he senses that there is an unreachable gap between him and the saint.
Of course, saints are immortal, and that is when there is no dispute.
If there is a killing, even saints will shed blood.
"Yes, back then my holy body was broken and I wanted to kill this deity.
However, I realized the Holy Dharma of Jia Luo and obtained the creation of heaven and earth.
I transformed into three deities in one breath and reborn in the world."
"you" Qingyang Huan's body was filled with purple light, dispersing the black mist coming from all directions.
The black mist contained the sound of darkness, as if it was pulling him into an eternal depravity.
"Come, enter my Jia Luo kingdom, I will personally uphold the precepts for you and become the Dharma Protector Arhat of our Jia Luo tribe."
The hazy figure in the statue flashed with joy.
Death is not the cruelest punishment for a warrior, but robbing one's mind is the greatest revenge.
When Jia Luo came into the world, he wanted to return to this world.
He didn't expect that a tribe that was born later would have such a strong foundation to resist Jia Luo's attack.
Below the saints are all ants.
I didn't expect that this legend would be broken by the human race.
With the dignity of a saint, he fought against the great formation set up by nine human beings.
In the end, his holy blood was spilled.
He had to use the holy method of Jialuo to reincarnate into the third generation Jialuo and try to regain the holy throne.
Unfortunately, one hundred and eight ancient epochs have passed.
Not to mention regaining the holy throne, even the realm of nine-turn saints seems to have become a luxury.
The realm of living as long as heaven and earth seems to be gradually leaving him.
Go away.
Thinking of this, the resentment in Ran Deng Prajna's eyes became more and more cruel.
The holy throne of heaven and earth, the highest martial arts level in this world, was knocked off the holy throne.
This was even more difficult to accept than killing him.
"Come on, take refuge in me, Jiamen, and you will be crowned emperor right before your eyes.
I will make you one of the strongest emperors in the world." boom At this moment, Qingyang Huan's whole body was filled with blood and energy, his battle blood was boiling like an oven, and a battle-blooded true dragon roared and danced in the sea of spine marrow.
Boom boom In the spiritual world, the fighting spirit suddenly stood up and kept punching the shadows of the heavens, trying to get rid of this ubiquitous sound.
He knew very clearly that the guy in front of him had a grudge against his master.
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The reason why he did not kill him was that he wanted to convert him to the Jialuo clan and become a puppet of the Jialuo clan like the Zhantian Holy Emperor.
Is there anything more satisfying than this kind of revenge, letting the enemy's disciples become your slaves?
Feeling Qingyang Huan's struggle, the lamp-burning Prajna statue shone with divine light that was as dazzling as colored glaze, and the world of colored glaze divine flames held up by his big hand became increasingly blazing.
As the past life Burning Prajna among the three Jia Zun, he is one of the reincarnations of the previous Jia Luo Shizu.
In fact, he and the other two lives are relatively independent individuals and have no connection with each other, at least for now. relationships are isolated from each other.
The Jia Zun who is now in charge of the Jia Luo Kingdom is the current Sakyamuni Buddha, one of the three incarnations.
As for Maitreya Bodhisattva, the next life body in the three lives, he does not know where he is.
In the first battle that year, with the help of the arrival of the Tianwai Continent, the Garo Clan launched a sneak attack on the human race, pushing the human race down from their position as the overlords of the heavens.
In fact, the Garo Clan itself suffered an indelible heavy blow.
Of the three saints of the Jia Luo tribe, only one and a half remain to this day.
As the saint of the ancestor of Jialuo, he was defeated by the nine strong men of the human race.
He had to incarnate as the third generation of Jialuo to respect the new world, and fell below the realm of sainthood.
The Saint Ancestor of Jialuo avoids the world of chaos, and he is also the only saint of the Jialuo clan today.
As for the other half, it is the Jiazun from the Jialuo Jiuyou lineage.
This Jiazun was canonized in the great underworld of the human race.
He swore great ambitions to heaven and earth.
He vowed not to become a saint until hell was empty.
Through this, Great ambition to ascend to the status of saint.
However, success is also a great ambition, and failure is also a great ambition.
Even if the hell is broken, there are still lonely souls and wild ghosts wandering around.
Jiuyou Jiazun is fooling God, and is completely trapped in the depths of the broken Jiuyou Hell.
Well, this is typical of playing big.
Not only was he trapped in the Nine Nether Hells, but his saint status was also on the verge of falling, so he was called a half saint.
One can imagine how much heritage the human race accumulated by successively inheriting the ancient and medieval eras, and even spawning a civilization that shook the ancient times and the present.
Compared with Sakyamuni's external title, his past life appears to be much more low-key.
The Jialuo people have a custom of giving titles to those beings who are proficient in the Jialuo Holy Law.
Moreover, this title is not static, and there may be new titles after a period of time.
For example, Lord Sakyamuni is in charge of the Jialuo Kingdom.
In the era of chaos when the ancestors of Jialuo escaped from the world, he was the co-leader of the entire Jialuo clan.
In all the heavens and worlds, there are countless titles for Sakyamuni Lord, such as Lord Sakyamuni and Lord Sakyamuni.
Almost every ten thousand years, many believers will give their Lord an honorable title.
It can be said that if you are not a member of the Jialuo tribe, you will be confused by these messy names of Jiazunjialuo.
"Come, take refuge in our sect, practice the superior Dharma, and obtain immortality."
"snort" The blazing battle blood gushed out along the surface of Qingyang Huan's body, scorching hot and dazzling, and the entire body turned into a ball of blazing flames.
The two qi of yin and yang evolved, vaguely showing the interweaving of runes.
At this moment, his yin and yang derived from the heavens merged with the war blood in his spine and keel, burning fiercely, rendering a brilliant crimson glow.
The blood of human race, recovery Facing the Sanskrit sounds of Jiazun, Qingyanghuan's spiritual world war spirit stood up, merged into flesh and blood, abandoned life and death, and ignited the blood of war.
Regardless of whether it is public or private, he, Qingyang Huan, cannot fall into the Jialuo Gate.
The Palace Master of the God of Humanity is responsible for the great momentum of the awakening of the human race's destiny, and is the pioneer of the revitalization of the human race's destiny.
He may fall, and perhaps his destiny will be damaged, but the human race can withstand failure.
Throughout the ages, the human race has faced defeat time and time again, but it still remains the same.
The God of Yi Manghuang cannot be defeated, but he has never been timid about failure.
However, if he cannot withstand the temptation of Jialuo and falls into Jiamen, the blow will be unbearable for the human race.
"Flesh and blood is the salary, the blood of the war is the bait, today the blood is splashed with black and yellow" "kill" Originally, Qingyanghuan wanted to hold on until the arrival of his senior brothers and sisters, but he did not expect that Jia Luo Man Yin was so terrifying.
His spiritual world had already fallen into the Mi Mi San Yin, and he was really afraid that he would not be able to hold on.
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Since practicing martial arts, today's horror is unprecedented boom At this moment, the blazing battle blood evolved into a pair of divine armor, dispersing the surrounding black smoke.
Qingyang Huan stood in the void again, and his energy and spirit broke through to an unprecedented level.
The art of warfare I am the great emperor At this moment, Qingyang Huan roared.
The majestic energy is surging like a galaxy.
The yin and yang qi evolved from the Tao of Heaven form two divine chains of black and white laws.
Each Taoist talisman that makes up the divine chain is as big as a sacred mountain, opening up the void of heaven and earth.
Buzz Behind Qingyang Huan, time and space slowly opened, and the passage of ancient time and space slowly opened.
A majestic figure walked out across time and space.
The figure was wearing an animal robe, holding a divine flame in his hand, illuminating The road ahead is bright.
"Ant" Seeing Qingyang Huan waving the stone spear in his hand, a cold voice came from the lamp statue, and the black smoke floating outside completely transformed into a terrifying evil beast.
An ant refused to convert to him again and again.
In this case, starting from the ants in front of you, the great enemies from the end of the Middle Ages will be avenged one by one. boom The statue of the god moved, and the big hand fell down like a five-fingered divine mountain.
The moment the big hand was raised, the color of the entire sky changed, as if the sky and the earth were pushed sideways.
Clang Qingyang Huan's stone spear penetrated the void and collided with the big hand.
Suddenly the stone spear buzzed, and his body flew out as if struck by thunder. puff Blood filled the sky, the stone spear fell out of hand, and the two laws of yin and yang instantly shattered into pieces.
The towering Suiren divine form behind him burst out with divine light, and the divine flame held in his palm protected the flying Qingyang Huan.
Even so, the Suiren family's divine glory spanned several eras, and there was not much majesty left.
Qingyang Huan knelt on one knee, coughing up blood in his mouth, and the battle blood flowed like a river on his body. emperor
At this moment, Qingyang Huan raised his head and stared at the statue in front of him with bright eyes.
At this moment, his eyes were not timid, but brighter than ever before.
"why are you laughing" Feeling the mental fluctuations in Qingyang Huan's body, Ran Deng Prajna asked coldly.
"Yes, you are worthy of being one of their inherited disciples.
In a life-and-death crisis, you actually understood the art of warfare and the power of the gods.
It's a pity that you are about to die.
The so-called art of war and the power of the gods are nothing more than waterless straw and will wither."
"I laugh at you.
You are just an emperor.
This is the land of the human race."
Summoning the stone spear back, Qingyang Huan stood up, the hope that had been silent in his eyes burst out again.
He could not estimate the strength of the figure in front of him before, but after this blow, he had a vague feeling.
"Killing a Jia Luo Emperor can be regarded as collecting some interest."
Immediately, Qingyang Huan made a decision in his heart, and took advantage of his battle power to step into the realm of war and magic to drag down the emperor of the Jia Luo tribe in front of him
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