The sky is bleak, and the pale golden Buddha light barrier will be majestic and high-spirited [Futu City] Su shrouded, under the city, Chen Fei's five fingers clenched the long sword, the blade of the sword buzzed endlessly, tightly guarding the thin monk who was chanting sutras on the opposite side, behind him, the sharp but endless illusory sword intent surging wanton, and gradually turned into two extremely real illusions, one is more than thirty years old, it is a heroic man like the rivers and lakes, and the other looks at most more than ten years old, with a young and polite face, just like a scholar who is studying hard in the world, and these two sword intent transformations are also bhikshu ordination on their heads, and they are Buddhist cultivators who lower their eyebrows, chanting sutras more than once, and they are mysterious and mysterious, The ethereal but real qi lingered between the three figures, and in the next moment, it exploded, like a tsunami, and swept this side of the world madly, Chen Fei's body stiffened, and before he could make any movements, he was directly shrouded by this terrifying artistic conception that covered the sky and the earth-

Huge, clear, reincarnation avenue, running endlessly. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ。。

The Buddha of the past, the Buddha of the present, the Buddha of the future, the Buddha of the three lifetimes!

Past me, present me, future me, three generations of Futu!

The red dust Buddhism, the mysterious reincarnation, with the three-foot Qingfeng in the hand of all the interpretation, this is, the third world of the floating slaughter swordsmanship!

The sword light never lit up, but Chen Fei's figure was already stiff, his fingers were weak and slightly loose, and in the midst of the sword sound, the dark golden remnant sword in his hand fell to the ground, humming incessantly- Through the cultivation of just three days in the Tianhe Sword Sect Library Pavilion, the incredibly rich heaven and earth elements in this world were frantically improved under the urging of Chen Fei's soul will that far exceeded the cultivation of the physical body, even if with the gradual recovery of cultivation, the speed of the heaven and earth elements pouring into the body gradually decreased, but the full urging of these times still made the cultivation of Chen Fei's body climb to the legendary realm of the main world!

Interfering in the present world with your own will is a legend!

With the sword that is more suitable for him [Dark Sun] , Even if he is an ordinary demigod-level powerhouse, Chen Fei also has the power to fight, but Chen Fei, who has recovered to such a cultivation situation, in a state of full vigilance, is actually invaded by sword intent just by seeing the sword light, and even the three-foot long sword in his hand cannot be grasped tightly is caught in the illusion, at this time, there is no need to say what kind of law-level powerhouse, only a person who is still considered a cultivator, holding a sharp weapon, can take his life, let him have thousands of sword intent in his chest, it is useless!

This is the power of one of the strongest swordsmanship in the heavens and all worlds, and this kind of swordsmanship still has a full thirty-two in this whole world! It corresponds to the thirty-three swords of the Ten Thousand Worlds Divine Sword List! The ordinary-looking bronze long sword held in the hands of the old monk Wuming, if his eyesight is enough to keep up with the sharp sword speed, he can find that on the simple hilt, there are two seal characters carved in the middle and peaceful.

Yongning!

May there be no demons in the world, may there be no evil in people's hearts, and may all living beings in the world be at peace forever!

Buddha Sword - Yongning, ranked thirty-second on the Divine Sword List of Heavens and Ten Thousand Worlds!

"There is no Amitabha Buddha in the south... With a slight breath, the thin old monk's sleeve robe waved, and the bronze long sword in his hand returned to the mustard seed world, and then with a step, his figure pulled out a series of phantoms that appeared in front of Chen Fei, in front of him, the man who was free and honest before was already his eyes were cloudy, and his white face was full of sluggish looks, and he was already trapped in the memory of the past and future! And the sword intent transformation did not disappear at this time, but stood relative to Wuming itself, the three body shapes presented the heavens, the earth, the people, and the three talents standing, and then sat in place, the two sword intent transformation eyes were slightly closed, and the mouth whispered more than once, and the vast sword intent fluctuations between the three gradually oscillated, and then deflected in the direction of the thin old monk.

Buzz~

In a burst of sound like a sword groan, the golden Buddha light that vibrated like a wave suddenly appeared, and it completely surged to Wuming's face full of vicissitudes, and finally converged at his eyes, and his eyes that were as deep as the ocean were instantly dyed with pale gold, and he took a deep breath, Wuming whispered a Buddha name, and the golden light shone out from his eyes, and then hit Chen Fei, the scenery in the old monk's field of vision changed instantly, and the surrounding scenery slid rapidly, and if you look closely, those trees and buildings are not those familiar scenes outside Futu City at all――

Here, is Chen Fei's sea of memories!

The third life of Futu, following the light of the true spirit in the soul of the other party, reversed its memory, when the memory of this life reaches the end, it can break through the barrier of reincarnation, and trace back to the previous life, which is the memory of infinite lives, at this time, the rapid flow of scenery means that Chen Fei's true spirit has been shrouded in sword intent, and is recalling the memory of his life!

Under the original circumstances, unless Chen Fei could see through the past by himself, he could only sink into the bitter sea of memory and could not extricate himself, but before realizing his feelings, Chen Fei had made him break through the barrier, took the huge risk of being confused in Chen Fei's memory, and escaped into Chen Fei's sea of consciousness along the traces of sword intent, wanting to use the Buddha as the first drink method before Chen Fei completely sank, trying to awaken his true spirit!

Convergence of divine consciousness, the consciousness of enlightenment tries its best to maintain its own clarity, allowing the reversal of time to bring about the transformation of scenery one by one, in those quickly passing afterimages, there are young swordsmen with plain and quiet faces, peerless generals with swords across the battlefield, warriors with single swords and comprehensive blood wastelands, assassins with quiet faces, blank, pitch black, bloody red, swords, guns and sword shadows fighting wildly, and the fierce bright yellow wants to burn the sky and the earth...

It's just that with the passage of time, there are faint bursts of uneasy emotions in Wuming's heart-three lives, three lives, but Chen Fei's memories of this life are too long--a moment is a thought, and twenty thoughts are a moment. Twenty moments is a snap of a finger, and twenty snaps of a finger is a pre-roll. Twenty Luo is pre-destined for one Susu, and one day and one day is thirty Susu.

In a single thought, there are 900 births and deaths.

Dreams and reality reflect each other, and in the memory tracing triggered by this sword intent, everything is the opposite of the present world, and between the birth and death of one mind, there are nine hundred moments!

And in this process, Wu Ming no longer knows how many thoughts are born and died, but after a hasty calculation, it is also easy to cross the ten thousand years! The mind turned slightly to this conclusion, which made the Zen heart of Wu Ming Gujing Wubo unconsciously give birth to a wisp of coldness, at this time, although it was only the body of divine consciousness, he also felt that his whole body was cold and piercing!

The two clans of the human and demon clans are fighting endlessly, and there are also layers of heavenly tribulations to cut away Shouyuan, among the heavens and worlds, only a few people can survive the ten thousand years but still have a high-spirited demeanor-

The way of heaven is the sect, the thousand autumns are immortal, the red dust refines the heart, the sword shines through the ages, the dragon sings Daze, and the phoenix dances in the sky!

"Really... It's so bitter!"

(To be continued.) )