In the floating voice, in addition to the tremor born of surprise and awe, there is also a trace of confusion that cannot be erased.

The Infinite Pavilion is a very ethereal place.

Among them, he is just an ordinary one among the thousands of Buddhas.

Thinking that he had worshiped the Buddha to the end and fought to the end of his life, he occasionally heard a joke about the lower realm of the lower realm a few decades ago, and there were jokes about mortals wanting to kill the Buddha.

This is a joke that has been passed down for a long time in the Infinite Pavilion.

Until this change in the Nether God Ruins, his master called him to his side and ordered some things.

These things were enough to make his clear and simple heart of worshiping the Buddha soaked in the vast ocean of confusion.

I am floating, in ancient times I was called the golden cicada, and this life is the eighth life of reincarnation?

That mortal who wanted to kill the Buddha was my eldest brother in ancient times?

The most important thing for me in the Nether this time is not to find an opportunity, not to kill Luo Wei, not to destroy the ridiculous heirs of the evil emperor in the Nether, but to find relatives?

My eldest brother, is that mortal?

But you can kill me with one punch?

But whoever can kill me with one punch is my eldest brother, the young master of that legendary land - Lu Feiyang?

......

If these words of insight into the heavens can make Fuguang dazed for half a lifetime, then the master who died after saying these words due to the exhaustion of Shouyuan made him so dazed that he wanted to be reincarnated.

Because his master has already jumped out of the limit of Shouyuan with his unfathomable cultivation.

Even if it violates the heavenly rules of the Kunxu Heavenly Court, it is impossible to pass away, unless it ......

According to the master's last instructions, after quietly burying the master, Fuguang chose the lower realm with a forcibly calm heart.

In the lower realm, he successfully disguised his dazed heart and did not make anyone suspicious.

But he himself fell into a deeper dazedness.

Because he had looked all over the three realms of the Nether, he hadn't found half of the people who could kill him with one punch, and Luo Wei couldn't do it.

It wasn't until the illusory battle body in the slaughter palace that he made a new discovery.

And after more than twenty breaths of fighting, his dazedness faded a little.

However, Rao was blasted out of the slaughter palace, and Rao had just fought another peak battle for nearly half an hour, and he still couldn't be sure.

It wasn't until the unpretentious punch after the Evil Heavenly Mechanism had been exhausted that he felt a complete fear of death that he suddenly realized.

The person who exhausted the heavenly opportunity that Shou Yuan had peeked into for himself and let himself come to the lower realm to find relatives was the descendant of the evil emperor in the lower realm - Evil Heaven.

"The land of legends, the young master of Lujia Village, Lu Feiyang, ......"

It's okay if you don't have feelings.

It doesn't matter if you don't have an impression.

It doesn't matter if it's the reincarnation of the ancient golden cicada.

It doesn't matter if it's Lu Feiyang's bald brother or not.

Lujia Village, this kind of behemoth that transcends the Kunxu Heavenly Court and the Guixu Imperial Court, the weight of its young master is enough to crush everything, making him instantly cast a heart that is willing to become a bald little brother.

Thereupon......

He knelt.

And in a tone that was more pious than the Buddha, he said what the master let him say.

What he obtained, however, was the determination contained in the right palm of the evil heaven that fell on his head.

"How so?"

"You, aren't you curious?"

"Do you want to be so simple?"

......

But he didn't have time to be at a loss anymore.

He knew he was going to die.

Death is no big deal.

But before he died, he had to say what his master wanted to say to himself.

"Young Master Feiyang, there is a big Lei Yin Temple in the world, and I sued you for insulting the Buddha and killing the Buddha decades ago, but the poor monk said that with your identity, you don't need to care at all. ”

"Master Venerable also said that the Infinite Pavilion will definitely not become your enemy, as long as you return to the Second God Realm as soon as possible!"

"Also, there is a catastrophe in your life, since you entered the immortal realm, the master has exhausted his longevity but only knows the beginning of the catastrophe, not the ...... of the catastrophe."

Burst!

Evil Heaven, whose eyes and expression did not change at all, trembled lightly in his right palm, and the light died.

But he didn't leave in a hurry, but quietly looked at the floating corpse.

Sure enough, after eighty-one breaths, an illusory and transparent figure emerged from the floating corpse.

The moment it appeared, the colorful colors crossed, and the phantom did not move, and it was not affected by the Heavenly Soul Prison at all.

Evil Heaven's bloody eyes narrowed slightly, and his right fist burst out, but it passed through the illusory shadow.

"Are you dead or not......"

With a light sigh, he looked at the floating shadow.

The phantom smiled bitterly at the evil sky, pointed at himself, and then pointed to the sky, and then folded his hands and bowed deeply to the evil sky.

"It's supposed to be dead. ”

Evil Heaven muttered to himself, turned around and left.

Looking at the back of the evil sky, the floating light and phantom with a complicated face slowly floated towards the sky.

The reason why it is complicated is because he didn't expect that he would end up like this.

"Hearing what the poor monk said, there was no fluctuation in his eyes, and there was no change in his expression......"

"Young Master Feiyang, do you know your background, or do you not care about these at all......"

"Hey, it's a taboo......"

......

In the whisper, the floating expressions gradually changed from complex to dazed.

Under the determination of the evil heavens, he is truly dead.

It's not that he is cultivating the method of becoming a Buddha in the tenth lifetime of the Infinite Pavilion, and it is impossible to retain this illusory shadow for reincarnation.

Of course, Rao is the tenth life of the Buddhahood Gong is mystical anomaly, and he can't let him go back to the next life with his memory.

"Young Master Feiyang, the master said that the poor monk of the ninth generation will meet you, it should be soon......"

One slowly flies into the sky.

A stroll forward.

The floating light and phantom flew higher and higher, and his expression finally became dull.

The Evil Heaven's pace grew slower and slower until the temple gate stopped.

"Flappy ......"

With a calm expression, he didn't know how complicated and heavy the words he spit out.

He only felt that his heart was anxious because of the evil blade, and at this moment it was as if he was being pressed by a boulder, and every beating was extremely difficult.

Suddenly, he laughed to himself.

Because he thought of Hongmeng Xiaobawang.

"Little Overlord, your name may be Feiyang. ”

The little overlord looked confused: "Feiyang? It seems a little cheesy?"

Stupid Meng Linggen's stupid big round eyes turned: "Yes! Cheesy! It's better to call it Bahu!"

"Hahahaha!" The little overlord was overjoyed, and the momentum of the world exploded, "This overlord will be called Bahu in the future!"

"Then my name is Feiyang!" Stupid Meng Linggen is happier than Little Overlord.

The two made a small fuss.

The evil sky is in a trance.

"Feiyang, it's really suitable for the little overlord......"

Knowing the name of the little overlord, he looked at the evil sky of the two little fights, and forcibly made himself happy.

But he always felt empty.

Squeak......

As he pushed open the temple door, he was thinking about why his heart was so empty that it hurt him.

When the light of the Golden Saint Heaven pierced his bloody eyes slightly, he found the answer.

"I ...... Little Overlord, what's your surname......"

Maybe this surname that made the disciples of Infinite Pavilion kneel down and call the young master, but he didn't know it, is the reason why my heart hurts......

Thinking like this, the evil sky wants to laugh a little.

Want to laugh.

Then laugh.

"Hahahaha, hahahaha......"

No one could hear the sourness in the laughter of the evil sky.

The Nether Cultivator thousands of miles away could only use a domineering sentence to describe the behavior of the evil sky at this time-

Look up to the sky and laugh and go out!

Just as they couldn't believe it, an illusion seemed to finally break free from the confines of fear, and emerged from above the temple, flying straight into the sky, full of a sense of relief.

Seeing this phantom, everyone's soul was scattered.