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The bottom line will gradually decrease.

After taking a step back, you will find that it doesn't matter if you take a few steps back.

From fleeing, to having to return, to begging for mercy, to kneeling, the bottom line of the Goshawk King stepped through.

Until this time, he lowered his head, and he could not even feel his resistance.

"I want to set up the Shentai on the Five Lands. At this moment, the East Land is almost completed, and the West Land has already been visited. There are still two Lands in the North and South ..."

An Qisheng said lightly.

The natural speed of birds and birds is not comparable to that of terrestrial species. The Goshawk King is even more outstanding.

He will not kill easily.

But birds and birds are the most daunting, and the goshawk is one of the best. There is no such thing as an old ape who cannot see things immediately.

This scene seems simple, but because of his knife more than 20 years ago, he has influenced him for more than 20 years.

Huh ~~~

An Qisheng's figure became more and more slender, and it seemed that the next moment would go away with the wind, but the Goshawk King lowered his head, even though he felt it, he dared not raise his head, and even dared not shoot.

Xinghai's hanging sword is unstoppable.

"I would like to build Fengshentai for real people, let it be driven, and let it be hard work ..."

Hearing An Qisheng's words, the goshawk king's heart was bitter, so he knew why he didn't kill himself.

But he was relieved and slowly raised his head:

"Just beg, just beg a real person to bypass me once."

"Gong is gong, and over is over. Both can coexist, but they cannot be offset."

An Qi was standing on the hall, the indifferent eyes reflected the **** blood of King Cang Ying:

"After the construction of Fengshentai, I hope you will die."

The Goshawk King is the king of monsters, the male of birds, and its murderous monstrous sky. When he travels all over the world, he devours countless creatures.

People and animals eat it, I don't know how many kills were made.

At this time, it was reflected out, as if the blood **** was flowing in his eyes, and the countless innocent souls wailed.

Put down the butcher's knife and stand up to become a Buddha, that is a Buddha.

He naturally does not.

The practice of the Tao is not only in people, but also in itself. If the enemy is killed in such a way, he will ignore it if he takes refuge in himself, and the right should happen.

So, what else did he cultivate, what method to push, what rules to set?

Say something about unity of knowledge and action?

"Okay, **** ..."

King Cang Ying shook his body, then smirked out loudly:

"A good death, a good death!"

"The real killer is so great, I'm afraid it's about catching up with Qiye ..."

Lian Sheng Lao Dao heart uttered.

Bailian Taoist, Huang Qing'er, Confucian Taoist, and Tongueless Taoist looked at each other, and they all saw the fear and fear in each other's hearts.

Do something to kill, or die if you don't do it.

Tangtang Yuanshen Demon, about to die, how could it help you do things?

Several people slandered their hearts, but they dared not interject.

But to a few people's expectation, after the Cang Ying Wang grinned, he actually agreed.

"Just for good death, just for good death ..."

The Goshawk King's expression was ruined, and the spirits and spirits all seemed to fall to the bottom of the valley. His body radiated a burst of decay, which seemed to be approaching, or he was determined to die.

"The merits and demerits are not enough, but if you want to pay for it, you must also have a reward for merit."

An Qisheng's tone was plain, his body moved with the wind, and suddenly he was scattered into ten million light spots:

"Bloods of this world will be paid in this life! On the day the Fengshentai was built, I will send you as a reincarnation, and let you be enlightened in the next life!

When the voice reverberates, An Qisheng has disappeared into the void.

Only the unknown light spot was blown away by the wind, spreading extremely in the sky and sealing the mountains.

"Real people!"

Laosheng did not expect An Qisheng to walk so swiftly that he could not even shout.

Concerned in my heart, I saw that the surrounding void seemed to stagnate under the spread of countless light spots.

The wind does not flow, the cloud does not float, it seems that even the light is condensed in the sky.

The countless monsters of all sizes between the mountains are also closed here.

If someone looks from top to bottom.

It can be seen that the Molong Cave is surrounded by mountains and mountains, as if it were wrapped in amber, and it looks like a huge landscape painting made by the painting of the Holy Splash!

After a long time, after a long time.

Under the watchful eyes of Li Sheng, Huang Qing'er and others, the king of goshawks kneeling in the ruins gave a grin:

"Thank you for your grace, thank you for your grace ..."

His voice laughed, but anyone who heard this scream would not think he was really laughing.

boom!

Laughter fluttered in the sky, and the Goshawk King jumped up suddenly, climbed into the air, transformed into a body, and urged the Fa phase.

Suddenly, wind and clouds collided in the sky and caused thunder and thunder, hurricanes crossed between the mountains, and dust was everywhere.

"He, what is he going to do?"

Huang Qing'er couldn't help but hold down the 'bringing soldiers' just found behind him, and he looked nervous.

Ask God to squeeze almost all her mana. At this time, it is impossible to say that it is the Primordial Demon, even if it is the same-level demon who has mastered the magic power, she can't beat it.

No one answered.

Confucianism, Taoism and other people have dignified expressions, and they are all looking up at the sky.

Huh ~~~

In the next moment, only listen to Yinglong Molong Cave.

Then there was a violent wind between heaven and earth, and hurricane hurricanes stretched across the mountains and fields, and finally merged into one, turning into a huge tornado that did not know hundreds or thousands of feet.

Swallowed by the goshawk king.

This scene is like a dragon absorbing water, but in this hurricane, it is neither water nor wind.

It's a demon with different types of heads, but they are all howling and crying!

.......

There are all over the world.

Midland is the place where air transportation converges, eastland is the place where the sun rises, and westland is the place where the sun sets.

Huh ~~~

The starlight shone like water, and covered the endless sea with a layer of silver-white gauze.

The high temperature in the day is gone, and it is replaced by extreme cold.

The large temperature difference between day and night, Xilu is the crown of the world.

Westland is also the only continent where no souls live. Some are just countless extremely evil poisons bred in the vast sea.

Rustle ~

The breeze blew, and the yellow sand flowed like waves, rolling.

A spooky giant scorpion protruded from the sand waves, staring at the extreme far away, standing in the middle of the vast sea, just like a **** mountain rising into the nebula's high platform.

The high platform is golden and seems to be made of gold, without any trace of color.

On the high platform, between the wind and the sand, a monk fell and sat down.

His treasures are solemn, sitting cross-legged, seemingly overlooking from below.

As far as the eye can see, the yellow sand of Hanhai is rolling, just like a sea of ​​yellow sand. At this time, it is howling, making a huge wave.

Faintly, you can see a large army of poisonous insects in the sand sea.

And among the yellow sands, the pair of scarlet eyes of Daruo Mountain.

"Amitabha, Shanzai, Shanzai ..."

Ruyi monk folded his hands together and recite the Buddha's number:

"The poor monk is going to kill again today ..."

In the turbulent wind, the sound of Ruyi Monk fluttered for some unknown distance, and it shook in all directions like a bronze bell struck by the temple.

Hum ~

The platform shakes.

The pure gold casting was like a high platform, and suddenly a trace of **** 氤氲 appeared, like a stone falling dry well, and the red was blooming, like a **** air slowly drifting.

The wind does not spread.

The West Sea is boundless, and there is no oasis. There may be many treasures in the sand sea, but it is too difficult to collect, and it is far from enough for him to build a sealed **** platform.

Therefore, for 60 years, Ruyi monk has been doing one thing.

Kill the demon and take the bone to seal the **** platform.

By now, the outline has been completed, only a slight difference.

"Count this batch ..."

Ruyi monk's eyebrows dropped, and he said to himself:

"It should be almost the same ..."

Roar ~~~

When the wishful monk muttered to himself, Hanhai set off a frenzy.

The endless layers of poisonous insects are superimposed layer by layer, which is higher than the sand waves, and the superposition is hundreds or thousands of feet, like a wall, slamming towards Fengshentai.

.......

The starry sky is vast, the stars are twinkling, and a bright moon is embedded in the night, beautiful and beautiful.

Under the darkness of the Qingdu City, it was dark, and only the lights flashed like beans.

Call ~

In the Qingdu City, on the Zhonglu Fengshentai, An Qisheng slowly opened his eyes as if feeling:

"Xilu Fengshentai, has become ......."

He looked at the west, watching.

Of course, he couldn't see the Fengshentai and Ruyi monks far away in the western land, but in his induction, the Fengshentai in the West Pole was like a lighthouse, guiding his divinity.

His path is different from anyone in this world, even the Sa Wuling, who inherits his tradition, is aware of himself.

In the Jiufu Realm, he condensed into gas, and the Jiazi sat in the room, and his divine flower condensed, and the three flowers were only one difference, and they could be completed.

But he was not in a hurry to condense the essence of flowers.

Rather, it is still deducing ‘Qihua’, or rather, it is a kind of Qiong.

In his eyes, there are thousands of Qi machines interwoven between heaven and earth, and one of them, which coincides with his breath, is a new Qi machine.

It is his seed.

It should be combined with mountains and earth and sun, moon and stars, which is his way of Yin and Yang Tai Chi.

Heaven and earth Tai Chi, human body small Tai Chi.

Over the years, he has never stopped interacting with the heavens and the earth, or in other words, changing the earth with ‘炁 种’.

The implementation of the new law, the spread of Tai Chi induction articles, and everything else are all aimed at this.

In Jiazi, with the implementation of the new law, Zhucheng God turned into a mountain god, land **** and river god.

Nowadays, the mountains, rivers and rivers in the Midland are hundreds of thousands of miles, and they have become the foundation that bears him.

The land of Midland is already his dojo.

The establishment of Fengshentai is the method by which his kind of contagion spreads to the world.

It was also his first step in changing the world ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ At this time, with the establishment of the Shenshentai on the west land, there was a change in his body.

"Eastern Jiayimu, southern Bingdinghuo, western Gengxinjin, northern Renguishui, central Wujitu ... five elements and five internal organs, five gods and five directions ...

West Lord Gold, concealed the lung **** ... "

An Qisheng murmured to himself, his eyes brightened.

Already faintly can feel some kind of world change after the establishment of Fengshentai.

If he is attracted at this time, the place where the seed is spread can instantly spread along the trajectory of the West to the West Pole.

But the changes in the world can easily lead to punishment!

At this time, he didn't want to try whether he could use the power of the earth to resist the punishment that made Gu Changfeng fail.

He needs to wait for an opportunity, and no one day penalty will allow him to take care of it.

And this time is coming.