The third realm of the grandmaster "Trapped God Realm", the Chaos Golden Pill, the second form of the golden armor "Dark Corona Transformation", the divine soldier "Hao Ri Huangquan", the relics of the Ming King of the Great Wheel Temple, the complete Six Instruments of Shenzhou, the mutated Eight Divine Powers, the Supreme Yoga Tantra, the Fire Cloud Palm, the Flame Knife, the Yijin Sutra, the Eight Methods of the Blood Buddha, and the Nyorai Divine Palm, which can already be counted as half.

In addition, of course, the Rogues must be included. All of the above is all the gains that Xiao Sheng got when he entered the Tianlong World this time.

There are not only the improvement of one's own realm, but also precious magic weapons, as well as external objects to improve one's cultivation, as well as life partners. Xiao Sheng's harvest is not abundant.

Purely speaking of strength, the current Xiao Sheng can even easily deal with the ten self before entering the Tianlong World. With this strength as the backing, Xiao Sheng is even more confident in the challenges he will face in the future.

Let out a long sigh of relief. Xiao Sheng waved his hand to return the mirror to its original position, and then stood up. He smiled at the Rakshasa and said, "Luo, don't play." It's time for us to go, back to our real home. ”

The Rakshasa Lady was running around the temple like crazy, sweating all over the place, her face was flushed, and when she heard "Jianbo" speak like this, she finally quieted down a little. Then he walked over and grabbed Xiao Sheng's arm.

Xiao Sheng took her to the temple, in front of the most magnificent and majestic gate, and waved to open the door. Together, the two of them walked into the dreamy colorful light inside the gate, and they were never seen again.

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The upper and lower four directions are said to be the universe, and the universe has been said throughout the ages. The universe is the sum of all time and space. There is no beginning, no end, no boundless. There is never an end in sight.

Within the universe, there are countless worlds. According to the scriptures, one day, one month, one day, one day, one small world, three thousand small worlds, one middle thousand worlds, three thousand middle thousand worlds, and one great thousand worlds. In this way, the sand of the Ganges River in ten directions is three thousand and the world is for the universe.

In the deepest part of the universe, there is a very strange world. It is also very different from all the worlds around it. Not only does the appearance present, but it is also an incomparably strong blood color. And all the time, it exudes a fierce smell of blood.

Actually, that's not really the smell. Rather, it is a special kind of spiritual energy. As long as you get closer, you will encounter this spiritual energy infection, and the whole soul will be completely transformed. Eventually, it will strike from the deepest part of the heart and produce a spirit of complete devotion.

As a result, the infected will uncontrollably rush into this world of blood. From body to soul, he completely became one with the world of blood.

This world of blood is boundless. The area is ten times and a hundred times wider than that of the Great Song Dynasty, even if there are 100,000, even millions, tens of millions, hundreds of millions, the blood world can accommodate it, and it is not crowded at all. So almost no one can see it in its entirety.

But in fact, if the realm is high enough and the power is strong enough, then you can see that this entire blood world is a demon blood Buddha sitting on a lotus seat!

The Blood Buddha clasped his palms together, his eyes were half-closed, and the blood-shining reverse swastika mark on his chest was constantly rotating. Infinite smallpox is emerging from the depths of the universe, scattering down in the air. At the same time, there are also the number of golden lotuses of Hengsha, coming forward one after another, emerging from the ground, gathering together, and clustering around the blood Buddha lotus.

The goddess scatters flowers, and the ground swells with golden lotus. One flower is one world, one leaf is one Bodhi. The Blood Buddha is saying the Dharma.

Whenever the blood Buddha between the lips. When you spit out a scripture, a powerful force will be generated in the darkness, causing the entire universe to shake endlessly. And with each shock, there will be hundreds of worlds that will melt into a part of the Blood Buddha.

But even so. Looking at it, the position occupied by the Blood Buddha World in this universe is still only like a drop in the ocean. The vastness of the universe can be seen.

Around the Great Blood Buddha, there are eight smaller worlds at the same time. Its appearance and shape are exactly that:

One day, two dragons, three asuras, four nakshatas, five garudas, six maharajas, seven kinaras, eight gandharvas. Collectively called: Tianlong Babu.

There are a total of eight worlds in this Heavenly Dragon Babu, although it is relatively small. However, it was only small compared to the Blood Buddha World. In fact, these eight worlds are also vast. It can accommodate thousands of Great Song Dynasty.

The eight divisions of the heavenly dragon surround the Blood Buddha. Worship, listening to the scriptures, understanding the Dharma, practicing, praying, endlessly. As the Blood Buddha World continues to expand, these eight worlds are also constantly expanding, expanding, and expanding again.

But suddenly, a very slight shock suddenly appeared at the same time. Immediately afterward, the eight mystical thoughts were teleported out from the eight worlds of the Eight Divisions of the Heavenly Dragon, and gathered together with each other.

These eight thoughts are formless and substantial, but they also contain terrifying power. Great Song, Great Liao, Dali, Western Xia, Tubo. All these countries combined, with a total of hundreds of millions of people, as well as countless splendid civilizations, and countless singing and weeping histories, as long as they are swept away by one of the ideas, they will immediately be completely destroyed and turned into the dust of history.

"On the far side of the universe, in some insignificant and insignificant world, there is a wisp of thought that I had divided and projected countless years ago. However, just now, this thought has completely disappeared. Who is it? Who is so bold as to destroy a single thought of mine?"

"Yes, yes. I feel it too. In that world, too, there are our minds. But they were also destroyed. ”

"That wisp of thought, relative to our ontology, is like a drop in the bucket, nothing at all. Countless years ago, after the end of that war, we threw countless strands of these ideas into a world as many as the sands of the Ganges. Losing a wisp doesn't matter at all. ”

However, these thoughts belong to our back-hand in ambush. When they grow, they will take our place and conquer those worlds completely. Moreover, our efforts have recently begun to pay off. Many worlds have been integrated into our origin and become our nourishment. Let the great trauma we suffered in the original war finally not worsen. There are even signs of healing. ”

"Yes. Everything went very smoothly. As long as our long-cherished enemies do not appear, it is only a matter of time before these worlds are completely swallowed up by us. So, we must not allow any existence to prevent us from devouring those worlds. ”

"But now our thoughts have been destroyed. In other words, that world is forever out of our grasp. We can't devour it anymore. What does that mean, what does it mean?"

This means that our long-time enemy, like us, has awakened after countless years of silence. Damn, hateful, hateful, intolerable, intolerable, intolerable!"

"Calm down. It's not necessarily the awakening of our long-cherished enemy. No, it must not be him. In that war, he was also severely wounded, and his injuries were comparable to those of the Blood Buddha. Even the Blood Buddha was still asleep, and it was impossible for him to wake up so quickly. ”

"But, if it weren't for him, who would it be? Who would have the power to defeat a wisp of our mind?"

This kind of thing must not be allowed to continue to expand. Otherwise, it could set off a ripple effect that would break the good we worked so hard to build and continue to this day. ”

"How do you check? Do you want to cast another ray of our thoughts?"

"Don't bother. Send one being who submits to us. The immortal being who wandered through the gaps in time, parasitized on death, was fit for the task. ”

"Immortal and immortal? Even we can't be truly immortal, so why is it? That filthy and rotten existence is just a loophole in time. Relying on death as nourishment, he casts false illusions to extend the limits of his existence a little. ”

"Definitely. In the universe, there is only one truly immortal and immortal existence, and that is the phoenix. In addition, even the Blood Buddha, even our long-cherished enemy, and the existence behind the long-cherished enemy, cannot live forever. ”

"Don't be so harsh. Although it is only a false illusion, it is also equivalent to immortality for mortals with short lives. What's more, isn't it very useful to use its unique ability in this matter?"

"That's true, it's true. Well, send it. No opinions, right?"

"No opinion, hurry up and give it an order. ”

Seven esoteric thoughts, while releasing vibrations of the same frequency, indicate that an agreement has been reached. As a result, the most powerful eighth strand of thought immediately changed its wavelength, from thick and broad to rapid and high-pitched.

Immediately, a huge black fog appeared from the depths of the universe. No one can say what shape this black mist is. Because itself, like an amoeba, is constantly changing its appearance.

Sometimes it looks like a mountain. The next moment, it turned into an ear-like shape. Then, it becomes a house, a tree, a mask, a spider, or an eyeball.

However, no matter what this black fog becomes, it can't make people feel that it is really a "living" thing. The boundless heaviness of death makes up everything it is.

The mysterious and great idea once again emitted a frequency. As a result, the black mist immediately vibrated violently, transmitting various thoughts such as submission, flattery, sincerity, and resignation. Then, it changed again, becoming like an arrow, and disappeared into the depths of the universe at a speed that words could not describe, and even light could not catch up.

All the changes have calmed down. The great mystical idea was taken back again. They still surround the Blood Buddha, constantly worshipping, listening to the scriptures, understanding the Dharma, practicing, praying, and never ending. It's as if nothing ever happened.

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