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he died…

Gong Yang Yan murmured in his heart, an inexplicable sadness surged into his heart.

This kind of emotion came suddenly but not abruptly, Gong Yang Yan understood that it was the aura from this old Dao that had infected his soul.

But he did not reject or refuse, but slowly closed his eyes, wanting to feel the last remaining breath of this old way.

Regardless of whether it was from the sect master sending himself to come, or from the previous purple light guidance, this old Dao must have something extremely important to the sect master.

Hum~

Almost at the moment he closed his eyes, the familiar purple light had already appeared again.

In the next instant, a magnificent picture of war was in front of his eyes, slowly unfolding.

Above the land, the group of demons neighed, and between the sea of ​​clouds, the powers roared into the sky.

The flames of war are raging, and as far as the eye can see, the sky is falling apart, the stars are falling like rain!

This is an epic war sweeping the world!

People, demons, demons, Buddhas, gods...

Ram Yan was dazzled, only to feel that all the races and creatures he knew were in the picture of war in front of him.

This is a war of terror that swept all the races and souls, and no one can stay outside the world!

Click!

Ram Yan's mind was shaking, and he was about to take a closer look, suddenly hearing the sound of cracking silk.

Immediately, the magnificent picture of war in front of me was torn apart in the sky, everything was hidden, and all colors faded.

Only one color was colorful, pure and gorgeous, flooded his perception.

This divine light ran across the long sky, and suddenly, it had already killed this battlefield of thousands of people.

Thoroughly tear it apart!

"This, this is..."

Seeing that seven-color survey of the sky, wherever he went, no matter the gods, demons or monsters, no matter the magic beasts, all disappeared, and Ram Yan's heart was chilled.

Suddenly, remembered a legendary great supernatural power.

boom!

The seven colors circulate, occupy everything, replace everything, and become the only color light that Ram Yan can perceive.

Faintly, he seemed to see an extremely noble, extremely powerful existence, stepping out of the colorful and stepping into this direction.

In the boiling and dead battlefield.

"Seven, is the Seven Treasure Magic Technique?"

Ram Yan was in a daze, as if he saw countless figures roaring outside of Seven Colors, but he couldn't really see it.

It seemed to see countless magic weapons bombarding, but disappeared before seeing it.

It seemed to be a very brief trance, the battlefield that filled the world, covering the continents and even the outer star sea, turned into a complete silence.

Is this the end?

Gong Yang Yan turned his thoughts, shuddering, and finally saw other scenes outside of these seven colors.

It was an old tree that rose from the ground and went up to the sky.

This old tree is indescribably large, its crown obscures the sun and the sky, and its luxuriant branches and leaves coexist on the continents and seas.

It is like a pillar that carries the sky, and a ladder that penetrates the earth and the sky!

Under the old tree, a person slowly raised his head, looking at the stalwart god-man stepping out of the colorful, it seemed to sigh, sentimentally:

"I still lost."

Beneath the seven colors, the gods cast their eyes down indifferently, and said faintly: "You don't kill anyone in your life, but you ruin the Hengsha creatures when you die! In this way, you are good or evil?"

Under the old tree, the Taoist nodded: "This is a great evil."

"Will you wait, but save all souls, good or evil?"

The man of God asks again.

The Taoist closed his eyes, bleeding from the corners of his eyes: "Self-goodness!"

"The cycle of cause and effect is boundless, and good and evil are only in one thought."

The gods clasp their hands together, seeming to have a compassionate smile: "The world calls you holy, but you buried them with your own hands, and you can't be detached from generation to generation.

Interesting, interesting. "

"You are wrong, I am not a saint, let alone a savior..."

The old man raised his hand and stroked the old branch, the blood flowing from the Qiqiao became more and more viscous, and it was almost impossible to see whether his eyebrows were crying or laughing:

"I just can't help..."

"I don't care about your way of thinking."

The man of God raised his hand, picked up the seven-colored small tree, and looked at it coldly: "You, do you want to go away, or do you want me to send it off?"

"Fine, nothing."

The Taoist waved his hand slightly, and there were already withered yellow leaves floating down, but it turned out that the old tree behind him was also gradually withering.

The branches and leaves were withered and the branches were cracked, and a little bit of light drifted in the void, as if all sorts of ideas were pouring down.

When the light point of the Qi machine arrived, the void crack was closed, and the dead star ignited its vitality, shattering the mountains and rivers, and gradually healed.

The ghosts and ghosts are all overwhelmed.

"he......"

Gong Yang Yan only felt that the fog in front of him had gradually cleared, and he could see more clearly.

Under the fading old tree, the Taoist sat in knots, with his left hand on his knees, his right hand on his right knee, palms facing inward, fingers pointing to the ground, and his expression gradually calmed down.

In another instant, he heard waves of Zen chanting in his ears:

"When I came, I looked at all the six realms of the Three Realms, the mountains and the sea, and the earth was full of suffering, and I couldn't bear it... When I went, the sins were like a deep abyss, and Hengsha was hard to count..."

The chanting sound was weak at first, until later it was deaf and deaf, and at the end, it was subtle and inaudible.

call!

Until everything was gone before his eyes, Ram Yan staggered back like a dream waking up, and then raised his head, the Taoist in front of him looked calm and disappeared with the wind.

And a ray of purple light on his body, after making a trembling sound of "Woo" on the ground, it shook suddenly and cut through the sky.

Its speed is extremely fast, with Ram Yan’s eyesight, he can only see it, it seems to be one,

Bodhi?

......

Great Battle Array!

The billowing iron-blooded killing air filled the world, and all tangible and intangible things were shattered into fine particles that could not be captured by the divine consciousness.

The time and space within it was even more chaotic and upside-down, and for a while, he couldn't perceive where he was.

"This formation..."

Yang Jian looked in a trance. At this moment, he lost all capture of the outside world.

Feeling an unprecedented murderous opportunity.

crisis!

Great crisis!

Since his birth, he has always been in good luck, and he has never met a decent enemy even if he left the protection of his teacher.

Even when the one hundred and two sectarians appeared, although he was solemn, he did not feel the crisis.

But when this battlefield was completely unfolded, a great terror suddenly rose in his heart.

In a daze, he seemed to remember what the teacher had said when he was apprentice in his childhood.

"You have great luck, regardless of your fundamental understanding, your physical opportunities are the best in the world. However, everything in the world is one and two sides."

"This is the good fortune you uphold, and it is also a catastrophe that you can't avoid!"

Catastrophe?

Catastrophe!

While Yang Jian's mind was agitated, he only felt that the long river he was observing in the trance became clearer, and the god-man who came across the river became clearer.

In just a few moments, he had already seen the appearance of the armored **** man.

Obviously, it is another self!

boom!

Like thunder trembling, thunderbolt resounded.

Yang Jian's spirit returned, and the violent blood qi in his body gushed out uncontrollably, like a scorching sky, rising up into the sky.

Boom!

The Qingtian battle formation roared and vibrated, and the many Taoist Taoists who wanted to refine and kill Yang Jian were all shocked, and the soul stung.

"Can you resist?!"

Negative Kendo people's heart is shocked.

The Qingtian battle formation is a powerful weapon for all the battles. With the combined power of their Baier Daoists, the world's sages will flee in the hope of the wind. Even if the giants of good fortune fall into this formation, they will be suppressed.

At this time, the perception of the big array trembles violently, and the color changes suddenly.

"This monk is ferocious, brothers, kill this monk quickly! I'm afraid there will be a change!"

"Town kill!"

"Qingtian battle formation, refining and killing evildoers!"

......

The way of formation is persuaded, and one person realizes that everyone knows it is wrong, without any delay, it has already urged lifelong mana.

It also urges the treasure of one's life to bless oneself.

"what!"

Under the impact of the iron-blooded evil spirit, Yang Jian shook the sky and roared, his clothes and long hair flared together, and his aura was extremely fierce.

Hum!

His mind was agitated, and he was more aware of everything in the outside world. He no longer had the heart to entangle these Taoists. As soon as he lifted his palm, the three-pointed and two-edged sword burst out with an extremely terrifying light!

"Go away!"

With this knife, Yang Jian didn't leave any hands, let alone any defensive position, even if the billowing evil spirit cut through hundreds of wounds all over his body.

The sword was raised, like a Canglong holding up its head, and slashed at the negative swordsman.

"Huh? How come?!"

The Taoist felt his heart, and his hope changed.

The Great Sky Formation is a battle formation that reverses the time and space of the five senses and confuses the five elements of Yin and Yang, not to mention the cultivation of the Primordial God, even if it is a giant of good fortune.

Being in it, it is absolutely impossible to perceive the inside and outside for a while, and to distinguish the direction, this little white face is not affected? !

How can it be? !

The look of the negative swordsman changed, and the long sword behind him was already leaping into his palm.

Sweeping across the long sky, in line with the general trend of the formation, to meet the shocking slash.

Click!

It was a moment, and it seemed a long time later.

A seemingly erratic sound of cracking silk sounded in Xuan Xiao's ear.

"what?"

Above the sea of ​​thunder, Xuan Xiao raised his eyebrows, and the young man in white roaring in the sky-high array was already reflected in his indifferent eyes.

Of course he recognized this young man, in other words, between heaven and earth, no matter the gods, demons, or demons, at first sight, no one could hide from him.

Because his law is inherited from the sky, and the law of the sky is actually the law of the sky.

"But the body of one calamity can be cultivated to this level?"

Xuan Xiao was slightly surprised, but he couldn't think about more. With a move in his mind, a black lightning flashed down in the rolling thunder sea.

"dead!"

Rumble!

The next moment, the earth is shocking!

The Taoist Meng Ping was caught off guard, and was blown out by the violent wind for tens of thousands of miles, each of his bones and muscles broke and he vomited blood.

"what happened?"

Meng Tong looked away in amazement, only to feel that time and space seemed to freeze for a moment.

A black thunderbolt is like a dragon that traverses the sky and the earth, smashing and hitting the void where the sky-high battle formation is located.

The stalemate between the two seemed for an instant, but there was already a rolling wave surging towards the four extremes.

Above the earth, the mountains swayed, the earth fluctuated, and countless sands, soils and rocks were swept up into the sky by the wind, which was countless times more terrifying than the sandstorms caused by any natural disaster.

Many cities in Haizhou hummed and trembled, and countless people huddled in their homes, leaning on the windows, looking at the terrifying storm outside the formation.

It was a hurricane that was enough to blow iron and stone, even some monks with magical powers turned pale and trembling.

And this terrifying storm, compared to the other, is far incomparable.

That is countless waves of water dragons in succession!

The sea roars, the ocean stands up!

Feng Shui Thunder Dragon is surging, roaring, and tumbling across the sky!

The horrible waves that burst out so that countless people are terrified, seem to destroy the world!

It's just one collision, it's so much!

Within the four seas and four continents, all the monks and cultivators who spied here couldn't help but feel shocked and shocked.

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Such horrible ripples are no longer sheltered by formations.

Hum!

However, in the next instant, when the thunder was unstoppable, there was an erratic but heavy, calm and long singing sound.

The monks who were already looking at this place sounded in the ears of Lian Qishi.

"When I came, I looked at all the six realms of the Three Realms, the mountains and the sea, and the earth was full of suffering, and I couldn't bear it... When I went, the sins were like a deep abyss, and Hengsha was hard to count..."

The sound waves are calm, and there is no other force inside.

But everyone, everyone who heard this sound, all the fears and fears in their hearts, the sense of fear and cowardice collapsed and disappeared.

Instead, there is an indescribable sense of great ease and tranquility.

Hum~~~

As the sound waves echoed, the thunder sound collapsed and the storm disappeared.

The shocking ripples suddenly and naturally dissipated in the sky and the earth, as if they had never appeared before.

Such a change shocked countless people for a while.

A ray of light, arrogant Zhou, looking south, unknowable places of four seas and four continents, Xumi, Demon Abyss, and even the outer sky.

I saw that under the sky filled by wind and thunder.

In the shadow of that huge golden Buddha like the sky and the earth, I don’t know when, there has been a plant that covers the sky and is as big as it is boundless.

Bodhi tree!

"Ok?!"

In the fading Thunder Sea, Xuan Xiao's pupils suddenly shrank.

In a trance, he seemed to see the change of all things, the change of sceneries, and the shadows of countless gods, demons and great monsters flashed and disappeared.

Immediately, a group of figures overlapped with the golden body of the giant Buddha in front of him.

Buddha,

Confucianism,

Dao!

"All religions are united..."

Xuan Xiao's palm suddenly trembled, and his heart was even more upset:

"Bodhi Taoist?!"