The sound of the Buddha is vast, and all the people of Luotian have heard it:

"There are evil officials who are acting against the sky today."

"In the name of the Buddha of Lingshan, I called the world to cultivate, and together I marched to fight for it, captured this man alive, gave the Buddha a fruit position, killed this man, and rewarded the Buddha and the gods."

"If there is protection, it is an enemy of the Buddha, the ends of the earth, and you will never die!"

As soon as the edict came out.

The Nine Heavens and Ten Lands fell into turmoil in an instant, and many old monsters hidden in the dark looked gloomy and were ready to move, this is the promise of the Buddha of the gods, a thousand words.

"For this man, the real catastrophe has just begun."

"That's the Divine Transformation Method!"

"The method of transforming the gods is a stepping stone to the promotion of the god transformation period, although the shackles have been broken, but without the magic method, it is desperate, and it is difficult for a good woman to cook without rice."

"It's just..."

"This person has the courage to openly oppose the three Buddhas of Lingshan, and he is by no means an idle person."

"What are you afraid of?"

"Hold the bold to death, starve the faint to death."

"Instead of holding regrets and ending up without a problem, it is better to get up and take a leap to fight for that glimmer of life and turn into a god, that is, the sky is high and the birds can fly, and the sea is wide and the fish jumps!"

"Yes."

"Wealth and danger are sought, the old man's realm stops at the peak of the mortal for more than 10,000 years, the longevity of the heavenly and earthly treasures has been used a lot, the longevity and blood are decaying, if you don't fight, you can only wait for death."

"Ancestor, there are more and more eyes that are spying on the 100,000 mountains, we..."

"Wait and see."

“…”

Chen Yi also noticed the malicious intent that came from all directions, or covered up, or blatant, and couldn't help frowning and muttering: "Is it so cautious? ”

If you rely on your identity and refuse to do it yourself?

Wrong.

How can there be so many giants in the world who think so highly of themselves? The reason why a giant can become a giant, in addition to talent and heart shape, more importantly, he is careful enough.

The lion fights the rabbit, and still uses all his strength.

Such a simple truth, a three-year-old naughty boy understands, let alone a dignified Buddha?

Chen Yi's strength is comparable to that of the gods, and he is fully qualified to be an opponent of the same level as the three Buddhas of Lingshan, and is valued by the three Buddhas, so this is...

Test!

The game between giants and giants is often to find each other's flaws in the temptation again and again, and then find the right time, one blow, and kill.

The front is all false, and it is all to pave the way for the real killer move in the end.

Only that one is actual.

Pity.

Most of the monks couldn't see through this and became cannon fodder in vain.

"Roar!"

"No matter, the first strike is strong, the Buddha's fruit position is Lao Tzu!"

With a roar that shook the sky, the first to strike was actually a member of the demon clan, a silver-backed tiger, he sacrificed his natal treasure and went straight to Chen Yi Huagai Town.

One side is blood-colored and big in the sky, and the four feet hang down like wisps of blood.

As if blowing the battle horn, in an instant, one after another, ancient beings were driven by desire and lost their minds, wanting to compete for this ethereal opportunity to transform into a god.

Plainly.

This is a big gamble, the bet is that so many people rush to the top, no matter how powerful Chen Yi is, it is impossible to kill them all in a short time.

There will always be a time when his mana is exhausted, and the wheel battle will consume him to death.

As long as someone takes the lead, the other monks will not be able to hold back, for fear of being taken advantage of, and a winner will always be born, why can't that person be himself?

The monk's life is a gamble against the sky, how many people are born with their backs to the green mountains? If you don't dare to gamble, you will never have a chance to turn over.

It's just that they forgot that nine out of ten bets are lost, and the dealer will always take all, they used to be able to win, that was because they didn't want to win, and now, Chen Yi can't lose.

"It's really a hero in the world, like a carp crossing the river..."

Looking at the red horse training from afar, Chen Yi smiled lightly, but the long sword in his hand began to emit a sonorous sword sound, and then, the sword light was ten thousand ways, and it swayed straight up.

"Boom!"

The light of the sword pierces the eternity.

The Reverse Sea Sword was born again, illuminating the Nine Heavens, and at the same time, the blood-colored treasure tripod shook, crushing the heavens, running through thousands of miles of stars, and falling towards his town.

"Boom!"

The two collided, and the latter flew out directly upside down, and the sword qi became stronger and stronger, and the sonorous sound seemed to shake the eternal time and space, and the Luo Tian clan trembled.

The next second.

All kinds of divine powers were killed together, and the colorful law glow was in stark contrast to the silver-white sword qi, and in an instant, even the void fell into distortion.

The dazzling brilliance shrouded the entire 100,000 mountains, making people unable to open their eyes.

In a trance.

The people who did not participate in the battle only saw a vague figure, standing in the terrifying waves of the mountains and seas, letting him be stormy and unmoving.

The young sword immortal who had just been born and had already entered the world's first-class sword blade held a three-foot green blade, and the sword blade pointed and the sword light went, and ancient beings continued to die.

Just like his birth.

He rose from the unknown micro-end, and fought all the way to the bloody battle, and fought with the peerless and invincible giants of the same generation or across the whole world, and he was at ease.

That night.

The sword against the sea was frantically shining with sword energy, and all kinds of magic weapons rose and fell, bursting out with shocking fluctuations, swaying blood like rain, and unwilling to roar through the sky.

Beyond the barren mountains.

Countless voids and small worlds were shattered and shattered by boundless sword qi, a sword rises, slashes the heavens and Jedi, a sword falls, a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, and all souls are dormant.

Today's war.

It is destined that countless ethnic groups that have been inherited for thousands of years will be wiped out, and they will pay an extremely heavy and irreparable price for their momentary greed.

The eye-catching white tiger that was the first to shoot was itself a killing and extinct in the world, and his natal tripod was cast from the blood of the common people, which was the treasure of attack.

Hearsay.

In his ding, there is a wisp of acquired golden energy, which is invincible, indestructible, powerful and terrifying, and can even smash some acquired ways.

He once used this tripod to hunt some weak gods, and used the blood of divinity to refine and sublimate the treasure tripod, and during that time, the entire 100,000 mountains were his hunting grounds.

But.

Such a terrifying treasure tripod is already full of cracks at this moment, and there are constantly fragments scattered, and then it is cut by a sword, and the owner of the tripod is also gone.

Because their opponents are even more terrifying than them, the sword light that only advances and does not retreat, and there is no defense and suppresses the way of attack, and there is no power to fight back.

Chen Changgeng.

The name of Chang Gung, Venus descended, the Lord killed, a sword came from the east, and all laws returned to the sect!

"Buzz!"

The remnants of the blood overflowed and permeated, piercing the vast void, becoming the last swan song of this Baoding and this demon king, mourning for the dead of this battle.

As for the young sword immortal who really killed the world into a rolling head.

He stepped on the white bones of the paved road, step by step, pushing all the invading enemies, and killed the enemy until the enemy was cold, and he killed until the long night, silent.

Finally.

Laugh heartily.

"There is no blood in the sword, and the corpses are everywhere in the roar."

"Look at the heroes of the world, but Er'er!"