Above the floating slaughter.

The altar leads to the Demon Emperor of the World.

Before he really came, his will had already peeked at Qianyuan.

The saint can look down on the big world, and the emperor is even more terrifying, and can look up to the heavens.

I think that the Demon Emperor lived in the Primordial Demon Palace, but he could see the bottomless abyss.

Now it's the same, watching Qin Li's every move.

"Your name is Qin Li, right?"

The magic sound reverberates across the universe and captures people's hearts.

Qin Li stepped on the Taiyi gourd: "Dare to ask the seniors, what advice do you have?"

"I see that you are blessed with great luck, and Qianyuan will be destroyed, you might as well take refuge in the demon world, I won't treat you badly. ”

Those who can become emperors are all open-minded, even if Qin Li has ruined many good things, he has no resentment.

Or that he has never regarded Qin Li as an enemy, because Qin Li is too weak.

"Qianyuan will win!"

Qin Li repeated this sentence repeatedly.

The mountain and sea sage shook his head: "You still can't recognize the reality until now?"

The Hundred Damage Demon Saint sneered and said, "As long as Your Majesty comes, it will be easy to tear apart the imperial power barrier, and when the time comes, the Qianyuan sentient beings will surely sink." ”

Hear the words.

In the world of whirling.

Countless monks and creatures turned pale.

Attacking the city is the bottom, attacking the heart is the top, and the fighting spirit of Qianyuan will be extinguished in one sentence.

Far away!

On the stage of the god of Yuanzhou.

Cold sweat broke out on the foreheads of the Nine Great Sages.

Before the sacrifice officially began, Qianyuan couldn't hold on?

Behind a group of talented people, their legs trembled with fright, their faces were like ashes, and their waists shook chaotically.

Yuan Zheng was the most anxious, he held the wisdom willow branch, standing on the eighty-second floor of the Fengshen Platform, looking at the tragic situation, many uncles and uncles died tragically, the Nine Rings Holy Knife sacrificed life for righteousness, and two tears were drawn on his cheeks.

"Qianyuan will win!"

Qin Li always said this.

Beichen Linglong felt the pent-up anger in his heart.

The saint of the mountains and seas, the demon saint of all losses is sneering, as if he is looking at a fool.

The demon stood proudly, pointed at Qin Li's head, and chuckled: "You must have lost your mind and gone crazy, and you can't see that Qianyuan is in a desperate situation." ”

"Qianyuan will win!"

Qin Li's eyes were cold, and he took out the Holy Death Sword.

He urged the second supernatural power, and above the holy sword, a dreamy epiphany bloomed.

"Not good!" The two saints had seen the power of this flower, and now that they were seeing each other, their faces changed drastically, and they hurriedly retreated.

"Let's go!"

Qin was shocked.

No one knows the ferocity of the Second Avatar better than him.

Without saying a word, he hugged the demon demon strongly, and by the way, he pulled his brother-in-law and took off into the air, away from the floating demon island.

"Qin Shuntian, what are you doing here......"

The demon is about to get angry.

Rumble!

A solar eruption.

The horror of sound affects hundreds of small worlds.

The Heavenly Monks were all confused, looking sideways at the world.

The bright holy light shines on the eight desolations and six combinations, and the terrifying killing machine pours inside and outside.

Qin Li moved.

Raise the holy sword and throw it strongly.

The epiphany blooms, the years are in a moment, and the holy path is left with a blow.

The Holy Death Sword exploded on the spot, shattering the Holy Dao Law within it, in exchange for a devastating blow that was close to Dao.

I saw a magic light shoot out, like an immortal rainbow, deriving hundreds of millions of runes, crushing the eons and terrifying all beings.

Among them, countless scenery is reflected, surrounding 100,000 gods and demons, and reciting the devil's path together.

This blow.

Show the magic style.

Even the Black Sky Demon Emperor exclaimed.

The originally chaotic battlefield was silent, and everyone was watching the magic light.

This is a great sacrificial weapon, in exchange for the great power, in the blink of an eye, it spans a distance of 200,000 miles.

Powerful as the Floating Demon Island, as fragile as a paper paste empty shell, torn apart by the Holy Demon Light, and the millions of demon armies were shattered.

No matter the demon king and the demon marquis, they all turned into blood mist, and their souls were torn.

The magic light is unstoppable.

It also tore apart the source of ten thousand demons at the core.

This starry sky fortress, the battle array mothership, has been completely reduced to waste.

"I'm a little angry at you again. The Demon Emperor's voice was no longer joyless or sad, but mixed with anger.

Because the light of the Holy Death Demon destroyed the withering and decaying, and shattered the altar of the Divine Spirit.

Thorn ......

After a long cracking sound.

The huge Floating Demon Dao was forcibly split in half.

This astonishing scene frightened countless monks with suffocated hearts and round eyes.

"Qianyuan will win!"

Qin Li stood proudly, always with a word.

Now, it's a different flavor, with an undeniable flavor.

Beichen Linglong looked at this man, her heart was pounding, and she only felt that it was radiant, more dazzling than the sun.

"He is so exaggerated, he is only the appearance of the law, but he can slaughter the saint. ”

The demon turned pale with fright.

秦反天 says:

"He's a monster, don't mess with him!"

"I agree with my brother-in-law. ”

Demon Extinction nodded understandingly.

His first encounter with Qin Li was only the sevenfold realm of Nirvana.

Now that he is the emperor, he is only the fifth level of the law, and he is already the ninth level of the law, and he is about to cross the catastrophe.

"Qianyuan will win!"

"Qianyuan will win! Qianyuan will win!"

Countless Qianyuan monks were encouraged and shouted in unison, becoming more courageous.

Qin Li felt a force added to his body, this was the power of the people's aspirations, and it was also the power of all living beings that he had been longing for.

"Well done!"

The Holy Lord of the Sun and Moon, the Holy Lord of Thunder and Yin are coming.

They armed with imperial weapons, wandered the ramparts, and helped the weak.

Just now there was a trouble, and they rushed to kill.

Unexpectedly, Qin Li not only was not defeated, but also destroyed the Floating Demon Island to prevent the Demon Emperor from descending.

"Good boy!"

The Nine Xuan Great Sage's heart was surging.

He had been paying attention to the battle and couldn't help but cheer for Qin Li.

Even if he was disgusted with Qin Li's Turtle Shou Great Sage, he had to admire his heroic appearance.

"May Qianyuan be peaceful and rule forever!"

The ceremonial officer shouted.

Finally!

The Nine Saints ascended to the top.

Long Fan, Zhao Guangming left.

They held the Taiping Flag and stood on the one hundred and eighth floor.

"Pray to the heavens, Holy Priest, and pray for the lives of the people. The ceremonial officer shouted.

The Nine Xuan Great Sage held the immortal biomass in his hand, and the Guishou Great Sage held the divine substance, walked to the golden offering table, and poured the five-colored jade tripod.

The two substances are not compatible with each other, and they are distinct.

The Nine Saints knelt down reverently.

They began to chant the ancient prayer:

"Dazai Qianyuan, to Zai Kunyuan! Ten thousand materials are born, and they are Shun Chengtian!"

"Slim and miserable, create all things, reckless, and reckless, and divide virtue into five elements! Joy and joy to bless all beings! Eternal immortal ......"

This is the Qianyuan Prayer.

It is an ancient scripture written by Emperor Qianyuan.

The whole article is full of praise and praise for the origin of the Qianyuan world.

In addition, the chanting of three thousand boys, the roar of ten thousand beasts, and the evening drum and morning bell finally converged into a song of heavenly sound, which spread throughout the 33 states and went deep into time and space, touching the origin of the world of Qianyuan and responding.

Tear and pull!

The Void is torn.

A dark rift is created.

Among them, the heavenly power hangs down and turns into a nine-colored waterfall.

The Nine Saints were overjoyed, and it went even more smoothly than expected, and shouted:

"Mother, please enjoy the offerings!"

Loving mother.

Refers to the origin of the world.

It represents a mood of longing and worship.

Tianwei Waterfall fell and landed on the golden tribute table.

The two major substances evaporated, the thirty-six holy products were shattered, and they turned into the origin essence, and the immortal light and divine light and holy glow all poured into the sky and cracked.

With this help, the rift expanded blankly, condensing an eyeball, which is the eye of the world, which can also be called the pupil of Qianyuan.

There is no joy or sorrow, full of road marks, and the pupils are chaotic, reflecting the devastation of the lives of the thirty-two states.

Shout!

Dry pupils blinked.

It sprinkled a miraculous light.

The Nine Great Saints were illuminated by this, and a golden red light appeared in their bodies.

The first level of the sacrifice to the sky, inheriting the will of heaven, the origin of the world only likes virtuous people, and this light is a test.

"It's merit!"

"The power of the Earth Soul, to be exact. ”

"Although the earth soul is integrated into the physical body, the imprint of merit is always there. ”

The Nine Great Saints all exclaimed, and the uncontrollable gushing of merit from their bodies reflected what they had done.

Yellow is merit, red is karma!

The former do good, the latter do evil!

Ordinary monks, at most, are entangled in the qi of merit.

A more powerful good person can condense merit and celebrate the clouds!

But.

The saint is beyond the mundane.

Either the great good, or the cultivation of the world.

A large amount of merit and karma condenses to form a bright robe.

"Meritorious vision, great good robe!"

The yellow robe of the Nine Saints is added, which makes it even more sacred and noble.

Although there are a few eye-catching karmic red belts on the yellow robes of several saints, they are harmless.

"Why hasn't the merit clouds dissipated yet?"

"It turned out to be the Nine Xuan Great Sage!"

The crowd exclaimed.

I saw the condensation of the remaining merits.

turned into an eight-petal golden hammer of merit, slowly falling down.

"Punish the evil golden hammer!" The Nine Xuan Great Sage held the golden hammer in his hand and couldn't help but smile.

When he was young, he was also a proud and dashing young man, traveling the world in the clouds, seeing uneven roads, punishing evil and promoting good, and he was also a generation of myths back then, but the times have changed, and few people remember his story.