Jiang Fengyang's eyes narrowed.

This bald donkey is running away under his own home turf?

It's weird.

But.

Liu Yinyue has already fought with those guys, with dozens of enemies, and it seems that she can resist for a few rounds for a while.

Of course.

Zhuge Qinglong would not give up such a good opportunity for revenge at all.

"Qinglong is on top!" Zhuge Qinglong roared angrily, and his feet fell into the sky.

That's right, it's nine days and then free fall.

With a bang, the muffled sound made the whole earth tremble, anyway, the avalanche had almost collapsed, Jiang Fengyang simply let them make trouble.

The weight of the body that bears the weight ......

Jiang Fengyang hid his face and didn't dare to think about it.

Anyway, I'm here to find fault today, and the more cheerful the trouble, the better.

"The green dragon crosses the sea, the raptor is ruthless!" Zhuge Qinglong smashed down with a punch, and there was an extraordinary momentum on Zhuge Qinglong's body.

Let him be invincible.

For a while, the pressure of Liuyinyue directly disappeared.

What a-stirring stick.

Uh, no.

Good a raptor crossing the river.

The unlucky guy who had pressed him before looked stunned at Zhuge Qinglong, who had already "sunset on the West Mountain", as if he had "returned to the light" again, and became vibrant.

The living general couldn't distinguish between the southeast and the northwest, and with a fist down, three or four teeth were dried and flying.

It's miserable.

The blood spilled directly burned the snow-white snow into a red hole.

"Damn it, let's go together. "That Tibetan level monk couldn't bear it, and his face was swollen like a pig's head.

"Roar!" his teammates yelled, fleeing in reverse.

The "......?!!!" Tibetan realm level monk was stunned.

People in the world are warm and cold, and they are not ladylike.

Boom.

A punch was smashed on the head, with gold stars in his eyes and blood in his mouth.

"It's called Nima, it's fierce!" Zhuge Qinglong knocked that guy over with three punches and two legs.

Rise.

Jiang Fengyang stood alone on top of the snow, with his hands behind his back.

In this posture, Zhen Nyima has a bit of the momentum of a master, and Zhuge Qinglong couldn't help but sigh.

And after Liuyinyue's thousands of arrows were shot out, she didn't give those guys time to react at all, she didn't retreat but advanced.

Han Han pouted his hooves and rushed madly towards those guys who tried to snatch the Kunlun Snow Fox, and the momentum of the nine-haired crazy bison who rushed forward could not compare.

The earth trembled violently.

A black-red soft sword in Liuyinyue's hand was thrown out.

Bite!

The first longsword that made contact rolled upside down, and the remaining monks had condensed an impregnable defense against the thousands of arrows of the silver moon.

In their eyes, a person trying to stand up to a group of them is simply self-defeating.

Zhuge Qinglong is the best example.

You just need to resist her momentum, and then you can do whatever you want, and that Nizi's figure is really good......

Pity.

They were naïve.

At this time, Zhuge Qinglong was basically the same as the one who had taken medicine, like a thousand-year-old king and eighty-thousand-year-old turtle on a rampage.

His speed is faster than Ryuginyue.

It was like a small snowy mountain rushing directly towards those guys who were condensing their defensive formations.

For a time, Zhuge Qinglong became a mudslide in the snowy mountains.

Thousands of snowflakes turned into snow dragons, roaring and rushing towards the crowd, and the snow dragons turned into red dragons in a few lifetimes.

Jiang Fengyang took a leisurely stroll.

watched the performance of Zhuge Qinglong and Liu Yinyue like watching a play.

"Zizi, it's miserable. ”

"Zhuge Qingworm is a little to the left, hit the leg. ”

"Eh, that's right, people can't stand firm if they aren't ruthless. ”

"The little fox shoots him, shoots him ......"

"......" Those monks who were in trouble were speechless to Jiang Fengyang, who was commanded by the incarnation.

Luo Zhonghan on the top of the mountain did not move, and Jiang Fengyang frowned slightly.

I howled a few words, and suddenly felt bored.

Since he couldn't see through that guy, Jiang Fengyang simply took the initiative to move forward and stepped out to the top of the mountain in one step.

Touch your fist and squeeze it so much that it clicks directly.

Kindness.

His hands are a little itchy, too.

In the weird place, the entire void revealed an ancient aura, and this aura made Jiang Fengyang's Ying Long arm throb a little.

Stunned.

This remnant of the ancient aura turned out to be related to the ancient finger.

Interesting.

But this aura is completely different from what I had sensed before.

Wave your hand and fall into battle.

The five-pointed star fell, and the breath circulated on the top of the entire mountain, and the five-pointed star couldn't bear the ancient breath.

Impressively.

The pentagram becomes a six-pointed star.

Although it only covered the problematic mountain, the entire void was twisted by an invisible will.

Jiang Fengyang frowned.

This is not the breath of the chaotic chessboard, and the luck of this Kunlun 100,000 Snow Mountain is extremely weird, not taken away by people but exhausted.

Not Luo Zhonghan?

It's starting to get a lot of fun.

The ancestral veins of the world are out of Kunlun, and Jiang Fengyang has never seen such a depleted luck.

It's weird.

The six-pointed star slowly turns into the ninth house!

The ninth palace falls, and the world is lucky.

Jiang Fengyang gave up this obviously obscuring existence and walked to the depths of the 100,000 Snow Mountain.

In the small Sumeru realm, a group of bald donkeys have a lot of plans.

Things must be reversed, this world's luck is not so easy to operate, if someone wants to take a screenshot of the Mandate of Heaven, then you have to see if he has that ability.

The negative is still there, and Zhuge Qinglong is in full swing.

Lu Yinyue and Jiang Fengyang had the same thoughts, the entire void only changed slightly, and a smile welled up at the corner of Jiang Fengyang's mouth and disappeared.

Small Sumeru realm, Zen room.

Fahey's face is half golden, half flesh-colored.

There is still half of the golden body in this world?

Definitely.

Apparently there is a problem.

"Fahai, the power of your faith has been lost, if you enter my Sumeru, I can make you a god in the flesh and seal Zen one day. "There is a sound of the underworld in the main hall.

"You said you wouldn't embarrass the Thirty-Six Cave Heavens, but you've already broken my trust. Fahai's expression remained unchanged, and the golden liquid on his body continued to volatilize.

This hall has its own mysteries.

"You don't have to be obsessed, the Buddha crosses sentient beings, only by believing in me that I am afraid of the Buddha can I ascend to bliss as soon as possible. The voice was angry.

I don't know how many times Fahai was dissuaded.

If it weren't for the fact that Fahai couldn't be directly erased, I'm afraid Fahai's situation would have been blood-stained with snow.

"Do you know that the world you once blessed has suffered because of you, and the eighteen layers of hell can no longer be contained. The voice chattered.

"Amitabha!" Fahai clasped his hands together.

The golden light exploded.

The entire hall shook suddenly.

"Do you know that if you continue, you will shatter the relics that have been cultivated so hard. The voice was terrified, "Stop! Stop......"

Fahai was unmoved.

"As long as you stop, I promise to let the remaining Kunlun Thirty-six Cave Heavens move into the Little Sumeru Realm, and no longer suffer from the suppression of the starry sky. The voice seemed compromised.

As for what is said, it is not known whether it is true or false.

"Is that true?" the golden light in Fahai's hand dissipated.

"Monks don't speak!" the guy was categorical. "The monks in front of them are all living and working in peace and contentment in the Little Sumeru realm. ”

The main hall fell silent.

"That's very good. Fahai clasped his hands together, "Amitabha." ”

Outside the building.

"Senior brother, is there really no way to take this golden boy?" The other old man was kind and kind-eyed, but the beads in his hand were blood-colored.

With every flick, the entire void quietly bloomed with a good aura, although there was no power to attack, but the hall that was obviously imprisoning Fahai was blooming with divine light, echoing each other from afar.

There is already a trace of gold on the beads in shape.

"Let the bunch of garbage outside, find a few people who used to get along very well with Fahai. "The guy who is called Senior Brother is not bald.

But the bald head clearly held him in great esteem.

"No more. The old monk sighed, in that battle, the thirty-six caves were killed, and all that was left behind were some cheap bones.

There was silence for a while.

"If not, make one for me!" the voice didn't carry much patience.

"Yes, yes. There was a hint of obvious fear in the old monk's eyes, "I'll do it, I'll do it." ”

Watching the reluctant old man leave, the guy who was not bald lifted his robe.

Beneath the robe, there were countless hideous-looking faces devouring each other, and every time one of those faces disappeared, his face became a little refreshed.

The face of the original forty-year-old with a slight vicissitudes of life slowly changed, and his appearance at this time looked no more than in his early thirties.

Jiang Fengyang had already reached the edge of the Little Sumeru Realm.

What a big statue.

Jiang Fengyang looked at the statue and sighed, this thing is probably bigger than the Buddha in the Longmen Grottoes.

This human logistics, if it weren't for the cultivation realm, would not be accessible to mortals at all.

The light of the Buddha in the 100,000 snow-capped mountains of the entire Kunlun Ruins bloomed from the eyebrows of the statue.

There are many monks worshipping under the Buddha statue, and the serious look is more attentive than going to the tomb on the Qingming Festival.

Jiang Fengyang didn't mean to be disrespectful.

Faith is something that cannot be forced.

As for his beliefs?

Jiang Fengyang raised his head and pondered for a while, then suddenly a face popped out, and he quickly shook his head.

He just watched as strands of near-nothingness power pulled away from the kneeling creatures and merged into the statue.

The power of faith?

The power of faith to become a god?

Jiang Fengyang thinks this seems a little, a little superficial?

Tianzun achieves divine power with the help of special power, this power of faith is what Fahai is good at at the beginning, could it be that this little Sumeru realm collects this power of faith to continuously create divine power?

It doesn't make sense.

This power of faith has an object of faith.

After all, Fahai was once the leader of the entire Kunlun Ruins, and from the memory of the frog, Fahai has been secretly protecting the earth's spiritual domain for more than 700 years.

If it weren't for the revival of this power of faith in the Tiannan Ancient Domain, Fahai would be the first person in the world above ten thousand people under one person.

Even the colorful feather coat of Sky City and Luo Zhonghan are not Fahai's opponents.

These prostrated guys, what do they believe?

Jiang Fengyang raised his head, his eyes glazed, trying to see the mystery of the statue.

"Get down on your knees!" a roar.

Jiang Fengyang jumped.

I'm Nima.

Jiang Fengyang turned his head and looked around, there was nothing to do.

Could it be the statue?

Jiang Fengyang felt incredible.

Look up again.

"Get down on your knees!" another roar.

Oh no.

No wonder.

Jiang Fengyang sneered, the original problem was this statue, this kind of mysterious divine soul attack, which really made Jiang Fengyang cry and laugh.

Good chickens are domineering.

But I have to say that the guy who set this trap also has a heart.

That divine thought attack could make the mind of a Tibetan realm-level existence sway.

Wrong.

Jiang Fengyang ignored his own divine depth, and the general divine soul attack had Li Bai, and Bai Qian's presence could not shake his mind at all.

But this statue is extremely good, and it can even make Jiang Fengyang moved, and such a simple Tibetan realm level monk is afraid that he will vomit blood if he is careless.

No wonder those who are on their knees and devout do not dare to resist.

That's the key.

"I don't know where the donor came from?" a gentle voice fell, making people feel like they were bathing in the sun.

Jiang Fengyang frowned.

I thought that this little Sumeru world was all pretending to be a ghost, and every word was used with a charming sound, so it was good to make a living.

"The poor monk came from the Eastern Tang Dynasty. Jiang Fengyang clasped his hands together, "Dig your hair and plant it loosely." ”

The monk was obviously stunned?

glanced imperceptibly at the top of Jiang Fengyang's head.

Kindness.

It's as dense as a tropical rainforest, poor monk, you're paralyzed.

But his city is very high.

"Amitabha, the master of the Tang Dynasty in the Eastern Soil, is disrespectful and disrespectful. The monk hurriedly folded his hands and saluted. "Then I don't know if the master came to Xiao Sumeru to place an order or participate in meditation?"

"Zen meditation is naturally meditation. Jiang Fengyang waved his hand, his face was not red and his heart was not beating.

The monk couldn't help but glance at the green silk on the top of Jiang Fengyang's head again, and his heart twitched again, but he didn't dare to slack off.

Just as he was leading Jiang Fengyang towards the Little Sumeru Realm, a voice fell.

"Slow ......"

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