Fire!

Blaze!

Endless fire!

The world-destroying flames burned brightly, as if they wanted to devour the Three Realms. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

On the edge of chaos, thirty-three days away, the space was shattered, and the black flames of the world outside the sky were rolling down.

The Lingxiao Treasure Hall will be made of flying ashes, the Holy Land of Yaochi will not leave an inch of land, the broken walls and ruins have fallen, and the Heavenly Court, which has stood for nine days to rule the heavens and the earth since the Lich Tribulation, was completely shattered in an instant and turned into history.

Above the heavenly river, against the black flames that fell like the destruction of the world, the pigs that turned into the body of the chaos beast ran frantically towards the bright moon.

Family!

It's his home, and there's someone waiting for him to return!

How can it? How can it be? How could he be willing to watch her being devoured by this terrifying black flame?

Even if...... Even if it is death, this time, he will hold her hand and never let go again!

The last time, a parting, had exhausted all his courage!

He was more afraid of being separated from her again than death!

Since the beginning of the world, he has been the Tianpeng Xingjun, accusing the guards of Tianhe, and she is the Taiyin Xingjun, and she is in charge of the operation of the Taiyin Xingjun.

The two, for hundreds of millions of years, have always been together, how can they be separated again? How can you endure another separation?

Even if it is death, even if the soul is scattered, even if the true spirit does not exist, this time, you must hold her hand tightly, and you must remember her smile firmly!

......

Snow!

The snow of ecstasy bones!

Black snowflakes are falling from the sky.

Huaguo Mountain, this overseas immortal mountain, the ancestral vein of the ten continents, gradually lost its vitality in the heavy snow.

The immortal monkey monkey grandson who was removed from the book of life and death and wandered away from the Three Realms and Six Realms, fell one by one under the black snow of the ecstasy corpse bones.

Those who fall can never get up again.

This is a lifetime.

Their corpses, their flesh and blood, were melted in the black snow, swallowed by the snow, turned into a part of the black snow, and then in the same way, the butcher knife of death was swung at their former comrades-in-arms and brothers!

I don't want to, they don't want to, they really don't want to!

It's just that they're dead!

To die is to see nothing, hear nothing, feel nothing, and think nothing, just as you did when you were not born.

Therefore, they who died and turned into black snow are no longer themselves!

It's just that looking at his former companions, who were robbed of life by death, turned into messengers of death, and then came to deprive themselves of their lives.

For the living, how cruel is this scene?

At the top of Huaguo Mountain, he struggled to support the enchantment and guard his home, but all the monkey could do was slow down the speed at which some of the black snowflakes devoured.

Watching his children and grandchildren fall one by one, one by one being swallowed by black blood, he ...... Nothing can be done.

No!

It's not like he can't do anything!

He is a monkey who fights the heavens and the earth, and he would rather die than lose!

In the face of this dance of death, he wants the iron rod of the invisible force in his hand to fight for a way out.

Even if he dies, he can't fall!

"You, hide behind me!" Looking back at the girl who had been guarding her, the monkey said.

Turning around, looking up, looking at the figure shrouded in holy light in the sky, the monkey's eyes were full of unruly battle intent.

"Come on!" The iron rod in his hand pointed to the powerful trembling figure above the Nine Heavens, and under the gaze of the remnants of the Three Realms, slowly, unusually firmly, he held the iron rod in his hand tightly, pointing at the figure in the sky.

It's just that his battle didn't start there.

The hand, which had been detailed, grabbed his arm from behind, and gently, but with irresistible force, pulled him behind him.

......

The quicksand river, here, is the place of his nightmares, the beginning of his suffering, and the beginning of his happiness.

Here are his indelible memories.

Looking at the quicksand river that was gradually melted by the glittering light, the bearded man subconsciously widened his eyes.

"666!" opened his mouth for a long time, and in the end, he just said these four words!

Yes, as a salted fish, what else can he say at this moment?

Let him recite a poem? He didn't have that kind of talent.

Let him fight to the death for his home, even if it is a salted fish, he has that courage.

However, this is not his home, this is not the place he wants to protect!

His home, from the time he shouted the first "666", was already doomed, there was only one place!

So, as a salted fish who only needs to shout "666", at this moment, in the face of such a scene, what else can he do except shout "666"?

Sad?

Is it painful?

Even if it is a salted fish, he is also a salted fish with dreams!

However, what he needs to protect, his real home, his family, is not there!

What to take, what to take to make him burst out with the courage to fight to the death?

......

Xihai Dragon Palace, watching the last ancestor of his dragon clan fall to the ground, looking at his last clansman, with a resolute face, grabbed his heart with his hand, and refined the most original essence blood into his body.

watched as the clansmen turned into corpses of dragons.

The green dragon, the red dragon, the yellow dragon, and even the black dragon, who had long been expelled from the dragon clan and regarded as a traitor, fell in front of him one by one, one by one, one by one, and piled up into a mountain range made of dragon corpses.

Ao Lie felt a fire burning in his heart.

He just fell, that was the father who gave him life and raised him to become a talent!

The Dragon King of the West Sea, the old dragon who did not muster the courage to resist when his own child was pushed to the dragon slaying platform by the heavenly court and was about to be executed.

In the face of the survival of the race, he finally stood up for the first time.

Who said that the dragon clan has been a cowardly word throughout their lives since the first catastrophe of the Dragon and Han Dynasty?

Who said that except for swallowing the anger and going against the grain, the dragon clan does not have the slightest blood?

At this moment, in front of him, there was no cowardly dragon who was stealing his life, and there was no traitor who was expelled from the dragon clan.

In the face of the rise and fall of the Three Realms, the mustard among the races has long become unimportant.

One by one, they fell, and one by one poured their own essence blood into their bodies, just to awaken the clansmen of the sleeping Chaos Dragon Ancestor bloodline in their bodies.

They are all heroes of the dragon clan!

With their own deaths, they washed away the humiliation that the dragon clan had endured since the immeasurable calamity!

I felt it, when the last clansman, at the cost of his life, instilled power in himself, Ao Lie felt the revival of the ancient bloodline.

He heard the powerful heartbeat inside him.

That, not his heartbeat, it was the revival of the ancient bloodline.

That's the bloodline that belonged to the strongest of their dragon clan.

That's the bloodline of the Chaos Dragon Ancestor who once fought with Pangu for three days and three nights among the mixed grandsons, and was finally killed because he was defeated by the Pangu Axe and had no Jade Disc to protect it!

At this moment, the boundary of time and space has been crossed, and the reincarnation of eternity has been crossed.

He, once again, in his descendants, reappeared in the world, reappeared, this world that was opened up at the cost of the lives of three thousand demon gods.

In the chaos, in order to protect his homeland, he fought Pangu without regrets, and now, in the body of his descendants, the blood is revived, and a great power is passed across the river of time, he wants to fight the last battle for his own world!

Feeling the powerful power in his body that was enough to tear through space and go against time, Ao Lie slowly raised his head and looked at the figure in the sky shrouded in boundless darkness.

......

All the disciples are in a disadvantageous situation, so where is the pastoral style as the master?

Time, rewind to the moment when the master and apprentice arrived at the Lingxiao Treasure Palace.

"You don't need to be enlightened, you just need to be a salted fish that can shout 666!" Looking at the stupid apprentice in front of him, Mu Feng rubbed his temples and said.

Bearded: "......" is so uncomfortable, I want to cry, I think, I'm already a waste fish!

"Amitabha! I thought it would take more than ten years to arrive, but I didn't want you to wait for only half a year, but you have arrived at the Great Lei Yin Temple! Indeed, the blessing of all beings! ”

Looking at the few masters and apprentices who suddenly appeared in the Daxiong Treasure Hall, especially with a woman in the team, the people of the Buddhist Sect were collectively stunned for a moment.

In the end, Duobao Rulai, who recovered from the confusion the fastest, looked at the masters and apprentices standing in the center of the main hall and said.

In fact, he had the intention to reprimand, but seeing the pig that he couldn't see through in that realm, seeing the monkey that brought him a dangerous aura, and even the little white dragon gave him a sense of danger.

In the end, he obediently swallowed the words of reproach, and expressed his affirmation of the scripture-learning team with the wrong mouth.

It's just that, obviously, neither Mu Feng nor the few disciples who have just found their way home have any intention of inking with him here.

So......

"Don't talk nonsense, hurry up and bring the scriptures and send them back to the Eastern Tang Dynasty, after the merits are completed, I will rush home the old pig!"

How many years?

Years?

100,000 years?

Millions of years?

Anyway, he didn't know how long he hadn't been home, but he was very anxious!

Duobao Nyorai: "......" is like a Buddhist disciple, facing their Buddha, should behave?

Disciples of Buddhism: If ...... hadn't beaten you, I would have beaten you so manicly, we would have beaten you a long time ago!

"Ahem!" I forgot how many treasures I had not been sick for thousands of years, and coughed lightly twice to hide the embarrassment in my heart.

After a pause, he looked at the impatient masters and apprentices below, and said hesitantly, "It stands to reason that if you can reach the Great Leiyin Temple, you will have complete merit and can obtain the Western Meridian, but ......."

"But?" The monkey's eyes narrowed, revealing a dangerous aura.

"The Great Sage...... Don't panic! ”

Even though he has been enlightened for many years, in the face of the monkey at this moment, Duobao Rulai still can't help but see the man.

"Great Sage, Sakyamuni Buddha is still suppressed by your master at the bottom of the Five Elements Mountain, this Western Sutra, we can't cross the border and pass it on!"

In a word, all the disciples invariably turned their eyes to the old god standing there.

"Well, for four hundred and ninety years, Shakyamuni has sincerely repented at the foot of the Five Elements Mountain, and his sincerity is commendable, today, his sentence is commuted for ten years, and he will be released today!"

Mu Feng's voice was not loud, but under the blessing of a mysterious power, it instantly spread throughout the Three Realms and Six Realms.

The next moment, the Buddha Shakyamuni appeared on the top of the Mahavira Treasure Hall, and the Five Elements Mountain that belonged to the monkey was the same return!