Underground, in the middle of a hundred zhang of space.

The place was exceptionally silent, and even the faint breath roared like thunder.

Fang Mu and Bodhi were both looking at the little corner under the corner of the wall, playing with themselves.

The two of them, no one thought of... The source of the realm has turned into a living thing!

And... Always around!

"No wonder so, no wonder this little guy can do such things. ”

There was a hint of realization in Fang Mu's eyes, these days, he had been taking Xiaojiao with him, and he was already very familiar with Xiaojiao's special abilities.

There have even been some tests, such as letting the horns attach themselves to the grass, or to the flow of water.

For Xiao Jiao's peculiar ability, Fang Mu discovered...... No matter what you are attached to, whether it is a still life or an animal, you can control it.

Even if it was the flowers and plants on the side of the road, he seemed to be able to communicate.

Originally... Because he's the Realm Source!

The so-called boundary source, the three realms of heaven and earth, a grass and a tree, the most primitive source, are all where the boundary source is!

And that's not surprising... Why does Little Horn have control over everything, it's not surprising that he can understand the language of grass and trees.

Fang Mu and Bodhi are both looking at each other at this moment...

Next, one of the things the two have to do is to let Xiaojiao go to Penglai.

Go to... Yan Feng's side!

And at this moment in Penglai, the slaughter of the Three Realms by the true gods of the Yue Li clan has been carried out to a fever pitch, and the sound of self-explosion is continuous in this world.

The immortals and Buddhas of the Three Realms are already red-eyed, and as long as they rush forward, they will instantly detonate their cultivation.

Even if his self-explosion can't hurt any of these hundreds of true gods of the Yue Li clan, even if... Even if it's just for a moment.

These immortal Buddhas, one by one, did not hesitate at all, and rushed forward without hesitation.

The fat monk was standing not far from Yan Feng at the moment, looking at the Three Realms Immortal Buddhas who were dying one by one.

I couldn't help but sigh and shook my head.

Blink to the eye to see where the wind is... There, there is a vertical and horizontal sword aura.

This sword qi is becoming more and more sharp, no matter how sharp it is.

This sword qi... It's like there's something missing.

It's like... The most important thing is missing!

That's fate!

Everything is destined to happen!

Some people can't break through the retreat for tens of thousands of years, while others can't break through it for years, even a month.

And the harsh wind at this moment... It's forcibly gathering this fate!

The sound of killing, the sound of self-explosion, resounded in the ears one after another.

After these tens of millions of Immortal Alliance warriors, it is the pinnacle of those Three Realms.

There are three Taoist deities, and there are many Taoist disciples of the Holy Realm.

These disciples, all of them had an indomitable intention to die.

The vast majority of them have been trapped in the Forgotten Realm for thousands of years.

They are not like the three Taoist deities, they only need to pinch their fingers to get a rough idea of what is happening in these three realms.

But even if you don't know... They still stepped forward without hesitation!

There is nothing else they don't know, but one thing, they know in their hearts!

These strange-looking people with powerful coercion are aliens, people who have come to destroy the Three Realms!

Knowing this, it is enough.

The third Buddha of the Buddhist family gathered together at this moment, and these three people actually came to the fat monk's side.

The three of them all bowed to the fat monk with their hands folded.

The fat monk was stunned, although he awakened the memory of the Buddha.

But he took the initiative to seal this memory in his mind, that is... At this moment, he is still a fat monk.

It's not the respected Buddha of the world thousands of years ago.

However, since the three Buddhas were like this to him, the fat monk had to fold his hands and return the salute.

At this moment, the wall forged by tens of millions of Immortal Alliance warriors was instantly broken!

Even if countless people use self-explosion, it can't be stopped.

There are the true gods of the Yue Li clan, and one by one with disdain and bloodthirstiness, they rushed to kill.

The sound of wild laughter sounded in this world.

And the second human wall, the existence of these pinnacles of the Three Realms!

Emperor Donghua frowned, and the Xuanyuan Sword in his hand buzzed.

Brow... At this moment, it is slowly stretching.

The meaning of freedom and freedom appears on the face!

Today... It's for me to Donghua to try, how strong this true god is!

The figure instantly faced the true god who rushed to kill.

Sun Wukong, the big red cloak flew behind him, and two feathers fluttered on his head.

In a pair of fiery eyes, there is a golden fire.

Just when Sun Wukong was about to kill, in his heart, a voice came out.

"Wukong, come quickly. ”

This voice... It's Bodhi!

Sun Wukong's face changed, first stunned, and then ecstatic!

In fact, when the breath of Bodhi disappeared in the Three Realms, Sun Wukong believed that one day... My master will appear again!

Looking at the peak powerhouses of the Three Realms who rushed towards those true gods.

Sun Wukong gritted his teeth, and then his figure turned into a flash of fire and galloped in another direction.

This direction is where the Bodhi breath is!

Beside Yan Feng, Ye Yu looked at the Monkey King in the distance, his brows furrowed slightly.

"Where is this monkey?"

"With his temperament, it's impossible to escape, there must be something important, but what... It was able to withstand the current battle situation. ”

There was a look of doubt in Ye Yu's eyes.

And at this moment, the dark night stepped forward, and the magic sword in his hand began to hum.

eyes, looking at the land of Penglai.

On a small island in Na Penglai, there is a man.

Has... A gazebo.

Ye Shiyu... Or rather, the ballad is more accurate.

The island is long, and the mountains and rivers are beautiful.

There is an illusion that isolates everything from the outside world of this small island.

Those who are not cultivated enough, in the middle of this small island, looking out, it is just a blue sky and white clouds, a sense of peace and tranquility.

Qing Yu is sitting in a gazebo in the middle of the island at the moment.

"Why hasn't Big Brother Ye come back yet..."

Muttering to himself, the night had told him earlier... He's going out for a while.

Standing up and walking back and forth in this pavilion, Qing Yu went straight to the edge of the island...

This illusion realm only covers up the sights and sounds of the outside world, and cannot prevent people.

Equally... and neither shall they protect themselves from the waters of the sea.

As the green ballad approached the edge of the island, a touch of red... It was reflected in the eyes of Qing Yu.

This blood... It flows from the sea beyond Penglai!

That was the blood of countless warriors of the Immortal Alliance!

At the moment when Qing Yu saw this blood, the illusion of the island was broken in an instant!

From above the sky, there was a deafening sound of self-detonation, it was a soldier who would not retreat!

Qing Yu couldn't hide the surprise in his eyes, and looked up... I saw a back, a lonely back, dressed in black, with long hair flying.

There is a sword in his hand, and this sword is called 'Demon'!

Is that... Nightfall!

"Night... Eldest brother. ”

When he saw the back of the dark night, Qing Yu's face changed in shock!