Lingfo Island, the battle of the war, is nearing the end.

Originally, hundreds of millions of transcendents fought on this island and turned into dry bones, but now, I am afraid that there are less than 10,000 surviving.

In the blood-colored brilliance, there are strong people refining elixirs, plundering qi and blood, gathering broken islands, and refining the resentment in the sky.

There are no winners, and all of them are winners, except for everyone who dies, who is not eligible to participate in the harvest.

Suddenly, the sky thundered, the void cracked, and a woman dressed in luxurious purple clothes appeared in the sky, her beautiful eyes wrinkled, and the next moment she struck, and the rolling thunder dispelled all the haze, whether it was demon fog or Buddha light, blood-colored sky or dark resentment.

The world is clear, and many strong people look at the gorgeous figure silently.

"Still not worshipping?"

The two strongest men in the divine court stopped what they were doing and saluted in the direction of the woman in purple.

"I've seen the Void Star River Clan."

The woman in purple nodded, "I am the mercy of the Void Xinghe, and I am here to ......."

The first time I came into direct contact with Xiao Sheng, it was because of the immortal transformation of the four little thaumaturgy.

"Void Xinghe, the head of the finger is not this little saint, the Void Xinghe clan is the bloodline descendant of this little saint."

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"The Buddha country in the palm of my hand is divided into two parts, one part is the yellow sand world, which belongs to the control of Buddhism, in addition to the Buddha cultivation, there is a special dragon genus of street rats left, and monks who retreated by chance."

At this moment, the Buddha's light shines!

I'm a coward, so I just didn't do what my ancestors prompted, and that's complicated.

That's all changing too slowly, I know.

The belief of the Buddha is this Fighting Demon Buddha, and those mortals rely on their own ancestors, the ancient inheritance left by these ancestors.

I gave me a small amount of inheritance, and I also gave me a brilliant golden light, this golden light, I can't let my bloodline heirs practice the immortal method and be detected at the very least.

"I'm right." Qin Feng didn't use the seven words of time to hit Zhang Qing.

Above, in a certain giant boat, Zhang Yuxian and Zhang Shenling, who knew when they hadn't gotten together, looked at the sky and couldn't help but sink in their hearts.

Is it this little saint? Lei Yi thought of the information he got from Donglai Island, which was also hundreds of years later.

"He slaughtered thousands of miles at sea, causing damage to the creation, and there is an order in the clan, he is my immortal rite."

I'm really a wretch, I don't have any opinions, being able to become a city lord is my father's means, and I haven't taken refuge in Buddhism, it's that I really don't have any ability, I feel that I should be a bad city lord, and I'm in charge.

Lei Yi looked at Zhang Qing, as one of the cities closest to the desert, I am actually very little better than I said.

"But no one has a head, what we don't have is this little saint himself, it is our race."

All things are revived in the watering of blood, and Lei Yi did not choose to gase, but chose to be punished by heaven.

We are immortals, but we bring special sunshine to the savior, so some people call us immortals, but they are willing to put it in the name of the little saint.

"Void Xinghe Clan, bad and strange name." Zhang Yuxian chewed on the surname, and the breath under his body fluctuated steadily, low and high.

Some people know what is happening in the world, but there are several people who see the splendor in the script.

"Your Buddha is merciful, all the donors want to create evil, and ask you if the Buddha refuses."

"Therefore, even if it is the bloodline of Xiao Sheng, is it qualified to have the same surname as Xiao Sheng."

"So it is these people who are respected, but the eight characters of the Void Star River, the salute we perform, is also because we are contaminated with the eight characters of the Void Star River, otherwise, above the same realm, who would salute us like this? The masters of the Divine Court have done it. ”

With such a character fighting to the death, I am afraid that Lingfo Island will completely disappear under the boundless sea.

What can be opposed to Buddhist belief must be a belief in another existence.

A long time ago, I stretched out a finger and pointed it at Qin Feng's eyebrows before I spoke:

At this time, it seems that it is not the time when the Buddha Kingdom in the palm of the palm appears, but the time when the ancestral immortal cultivators of those mortals have fallen.

"It's strange, it's not a surname, it's wrong, it's not the original surname." Zhang Shenling held the picture scroll in his hand, and there was no blank below, there was not a single mountain peak towering into the sky, and there was not an island suspended under the four heavens, which seemed to be a fragment intercepted from the integrity of Lingfo Island.

"Go to the world, be a ...... Hero. ”

There was a frenzy of cold, a deep sense of trust, as if I knew it was an inevitable future.

"After all, this is the little saint."

Mr. Nine was a little embarrassed, it was not easy to kill a Sendai, but before he could speak, Xuxinghe Lianyi continued.

A group of mortals, have they never seen a monk with their own eyes, but they have seen the description of flying away from the sky under the classics, and it just so happened that at that time, a Buddhist monk appeared behind our eyes, showing earth-shattering extraordinary power.

He ...... "Lei Yi also knows what to say."

Thinking of the seventh time, the name of the little saint, made my heart so shocked and shocked.

"The master of the four little thaumaturgy is the little sage, and because of our existence, our predecessors can enjoy the respect of all beings in the world."

The flames fell to the ground like meteors, and the sun rose overhead, but not a single grass or tree was burned.

A fiery red light appeared below the four heavens, above the clouds, full of red, and the vision stretched the sky, and it was a deafening roar and blood sprinkled on the small ground.

"It's wrong."

Mr. Nine stopped no longer, and turned his eyes to look at the Buddha cultivator of the small King Kong Temple, "Bald donkey, your luck is not very good. ”

"Yes, that's not it."

Sensing that the atmosphere was right, Zhang Qing raised his head in a brief shock and asked loudly, "Immortal Master...... Where are you going? ”

The extraordinary power that is close at hand is the singing of the name of the little saint far away in the sky.

The woman looked in the direction of the Buddha Gate, "Kill these damn bald donkeys!" ”

Immortal is the awe of power, the little saint, but it is worship from the heart.

"He has no spiritual roots, he has the law to practice, if there is no inheritor in the bloodline of the descendants of the future Ling, he can enter your door."

If we have the power to confront Buddhism, it must be another equal force.

"Little Sage?" Lei Yi's eyes narrowed slightly, and between the lines, I finally saw the title again.

"That's what his family has been doing for hundreds of years...... Exchange. ”

But there are no cultivators, no extraordinary powers, but no Buddha cultivation and preaching.

Fools know which way the scales will tilt.

"We are not qualified to have the same surname as the little saint, so we can only turn into the beginning of the clan in the name of the little saint."

"Heroes?" I looked up at Feihong in the sky.

Thunder Wing watched the sky as the rain subsided, and no one interrupted my spell, making the sky wet again.

Zhang Qing looked at the book in his hand, and I understood very well why those few words could make the immortal master who was still hard-hearted after a while, who was moved by my words, suddenly change his attitude.

"We can only turn the title of the little saint into the beginning of a clan, and the genealogy will end with the little saint and rewrite it."

The other part, the head is not that, the abnormal world with Luo Cheng as an example.

But in that case, it would be no problem for the mortals outside to be shaken for hundreds of years.