Ordinary people simply cannot understand the meaning of the title of saint.

And the nine people who are called the Great Sages, no one knows how much they have paid for the world to be able to get such an honorific title.

"The source of the Nine Great Thaumaturgy is the Great Sage." Zhang Qing listened to such news, and his heart was infinitely shocked.

At the end of the immortal change, maybe it can really pull the immortal Buddha off the altar, what about other thaumaturgy? And what a great power.

Zhang Qing looked into the distance, he saw a huge claw cutting through the void, wanting to fall on the sky, but was shattered by a sword, and saw the giant wings across the sky, and disappeared under the bell.

This is a predestined war, it has been predestined since a long, long time ago, and there will be a war here.

No one knows who will participate in the war, but there must be more than imagined, on this day, there will definitely be many powerful existences falling, and there will also be new strong people fighting a piece of the world.

In the place where Zhang Qing could see, the existence of the Earth Immortal Realm was fighting, and where he couldn't see, there were more, more terrifying characters spilling blood in the sky.

This is all chaos that ordinary people can't see, and they will even think that it is a battle for chance.

No one knows what terrible consequences the outcome of this battle will be, it will change the world, change the western sky, change the demons, change the ghosts, and change the countless living races in this world.

After the war, it is announced that the glory of the past is no more, and the future will be an era of turbulence and competition in the world.

"Thirty-three days, it's over!"

"Stepping on the sky, I'll stand in the clouds!"

More than a dozen figures rushed into the fragmented world from the cracks torn by the Fighting Demon Buddha, and Zhang Qing couldn't even see what their bodies were.

More than a dozen rays of light rushed straight in the direction of Ling Xiao, and an unknown existence stood in front of them, and the battle through the sky confused the heavens and the earth, and even Ling Xiao disappeared in ignorance.

More and more creatures appear in the Fragmented World, and among them, demons occupy an absolute number.

They have different realms, and the purpose of appearing here is not to Ling Xiao, but to kill the Terran monks here.

"Roar!"

The huge hydra roared at Zhang Qing, and the whistling wind and rain and thunder seemed to carry the power of Wan Jun to blast down, and the latter hurriedly resisted, and then found that everything looked like that, the thunder was heavy and the rain was small.

"I'm strong now." Zhang Qing looked at his hands, the armor covered his whole body, this was a quasi-immortal weapon, and he used to fight in all directions for thirty-three days.

Raising his head, Zhang Qing looked at the Nine Owl Dragons of the Heavenly Gate Realm in front of him with a smile in his eyes, "I'll take your sacrifice flag." ”

The phantom of the spear that reached the sky smashed down on the heads of the nine giant snakes, and the flames poured and burned, burning the sky red, and also burning the demons in front of them.

Zhang Qing was surprised, he felt it clearly, the Nine Dragons in front of him did belong to the cultivation of the Heavenly Gate Realm, but under a shot, it actually ......

Ashes?

As soon as he thought of this, Zhang Qing's heart ached, it was an open heavenly gate, if he could leave flesh and blood, leave his inner pill, and leave that incomparably hard skeleton......

"It's a pity." Zhang Qing was a little helpless, and vowed that if he encountered such a demon again, he would definitely try to beat the other party to death.

It's a pity that in the next few hours, he didn't see the demon who opened the gate of heaven appeared in the realm of the Zhang family, let alone the gate of heaven, and he didn't even have a few golden lotuses, all of them were pierced by his spear and thrown to the green mountains below.

Looking around, the whole world has long been in chaos, and the situation of demons dancing in every corner of the world has appeared.

At a certain moment, the sky exploded, and in the endless sky, a scarlet rain of blood fell, shocking everyone.

Zhang Qing looked up, and through the armor he saw a terrifying scene.

The figure dressed in white, holding a broken fairy bell, lay horizontally in the depths of the void, the cold breath froze it, and the remnant bell in his hand was shattered into dozens of pieces to guard his side.

Zhang Qing finally saw his face, it was a young face, tough, angular, eyebrows shining like stars, and his face was interlaced with bleeding scars, which seemed to have lasted for hundreds of thousands of years.

He is an immortal, a descendant of immortals, who was sent to the world at the beginning of a long time ago, and fought for countless years after the immortals.

Now, he's dead.

The sky wept blood and wailed, the blood of the immortals was extinct, and the world was silent.

Nothingness overwhelmed the corpse, and from beginning to end, Zhang Qing didn't know his name, and on the distant land, everyone in the giant boat of the Divine Court was sad and silent.

They knew that it was an existence with a reputation in the Divine Court, who had fought endlessly all his life, and every place he appeared was saving hundreds of millions of living beings.

The grief lasted for a short time, as another movement woke up countless people.

The bright light of Buddhism shrouded all directions, Zhang Qing looked at the blurred battlefield, saw the crazy figure of Bai Meiwu, and saw the stunning and delicate woman's face was cold at the moment, and the red clothes were stained with golden blood.

And a sword, in her hand, plunged straight into the center of the eyebrows of the Fighting Demon Buddha, and all the clear light came from the crack in the center of the eyebrows.

In a trance, the whole world seemed to see a scene.

Endless palaces of towers floated in the void, but they were all in the background, and the only center of vision was the temple beneath a golden wheel, a temple that resounded with the sound of Buddha at all times.

The temple is located on the top of a majestic mountain, as if it has become the only one in Unai.

"Lingshan!" Some people were frightened, they saw the Spirit Mountain in the Western Heaven, just like seeing the former Immortal Court Lingxiao Palace.

The center of his eyebrows was cracked, and the Fighting Demon Buddha who was pierced by a sword folded his hands in front of his chest, and all the hideous and terrifying faces on his face turned into compassion.

"Amitabha~"

After speaking, the whole body exploded, and the golden lotus flowers in the sky fell to the heavens and the earth, this time, Zhang Qing naturally did not reach out to pick it vigilantly.

"The Buddha said, compassion!"

"Those who are compassionate can enter my empty door, enjoy my Buddhist immortality, and observe the past and future."

"Death is dead, and you don't forget to preach!" Bai Mei snorted coldly, and the blood-colored killing machine filled the void, annihilating all the lotus flowers.

Is it over? Some people looked at the less brilliant sky, there was no light of battle, and they seemed to see the dusty sky again, which was the source of everything.

"A bald donkey is a bald donkey, he doesn't have much ability, and he is better than anyone else!" Someone laughed wildly in the depths of nothingness, and then exposed his hideous physique, and the heavy force suppressed thousands of thousands, shattering the sky!

It was a visible shatter, a pitch-black crack that spread out like a spider's web, splitting the entire world into tens of thousands.

A group of powerful earth immortals looked at the three giant elephants that trampled on nothingness, and they were a little dazed.

Is this caused by it?

The latter is also puzzled, is this caused by it? No, definitely not, he knows very well how many pounds and taels he has in his strength, and it is definitely not him.

In a trance, in the shattered pitch-black nothingness, a faint light reflected and fell into this fragmented world.