And the people in the low-end desolate world on this side dodged one after another.

In the face of the attack of the lotus petal feather, the huge aura fluctuated, and the lotus flower formed a golden light towards him.

The Dharma avenue and lotus petal feathers are intertwined.

In the chaos, the avenue of Buddhism is created.

Golden light swept through the sky.

Between the universes, the Daoist flew and stopped in the chaos.

The mythical avenue wrapped around his hand was pushed outward with lotus flowers, and a gust of wind came out of his cuffs.

In an instant, the breath in the air wafted away.

A magic weapon fell out of the blown cuff.

The huge Qiankun fell overhead, and with the whistling sound of the wind, the Qiankun bag fell into chaos.

No matter what kind of breath there is between heaven and earth, it can be inhaled by the Qiankun bag.

And this Qiankun bag was in the period of the gods, and it was able to collect three thousand red dust guests from the Ten Thousand Immortal Array in one go.

Its capacity is able to withstand the whole world.

Therefore, it is named Qiankun bag.

The Taoist took it out and waved it in the air, emitting a golden light around the Qiankun bag, and the origin of the light was the Dharma Dao.

A steady stream of Buddhist scriptures and recitations linger on the outside of the bag.

Ambilight.

Flood the chaos.

"Buddha Amitayus."

The usher showed a kind of appearance that was not supported by the world.

There was a golden light on his face, and he couldn't tell what was going on his face.

And in the aura caused by the whole body, there was already a full killing intent.

The power of the Qiankun Belt is getting bigger and bigger, and there are bursts of Dharma coming out of him.

Stretching outward, there is a pulling force that pulls everything in the outside world inward.

The leader of the Mythical Avenue felt as if he was imprisoned.

The Qiankun Belt grew bigger and bigger, and the mythical Dao Fruit above its head swirled, and the bright light seemed to be pulled out

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He closed his eyes tightly and entered the Void Illusion Realm Law Heaven and Earth, and instantly burst out behind him, and a phantom image of Law Heaven and Earth was pulled out by him from behind and landed on the back side of his head.

Fourteen mythical immortals are within reach, and the ancient wells are not wavering.

The light on his body was also affected by the Qiankun bag.

However, with the presence of Su Zi'an, he could not make him feel the meaning of pulling.

The usher was a little unable to resist.

Struggle a little.

The prospective Tidao people are even more worried.

"Senior brother, be careful."

A vigorous and powerful voice filled the ears of the usher.

After he finished saying this, the person on the opposite side directly offered the rosary in his hand.

First, there was a Qiankun bag that pulled the light behind him, and the rosary in his hand appeared between heaven and earth.

This rosary is a combination of the true body relics and the Dharma path.

Undoubtedly, it is a treasure of merit.

And the strength of the rosary can be above the heaven-turning seal.

This rosary can knock the Turtle Spirit Mother back to its original form, causing serious injuries.

And this treasure is the magic weapon that leads the Taoist.

In this desolate world, the Taoist sacrificed two magic weapons, between heaven and earth, Xuanhuang is indistinguishable.

Chaos gradually sprouted black and white.

And these two forces are also absorbed by the Qiankun bag and the rosary.

A steady stream of golden light shone in the sky, and the Dharma avenue that radiated out was already entwined with it.

The Usher uses the world on his body to resist.

He dragged out the myth above his head, the three thousand worlds contained in the rice.

The three relics were also beaten into the three thousand worlds.

The wind and clouds surged, and the waves surged with the breath again.

The two points of light wrestled with each other, and this was the Qiankun Bag and the Three Thousand Worlds.

Every collision is hundreds of millions of rounds of encounter.

The usher sits cross-legged.

Close your eyes.

And everywhere they could see, it was in the Void Illusion.

The usher exudes a mythical atmosphere from the bottom up.

And these breaths were absorbed by the three relics.

The fluctuation of the breath between the two sides caused the thunder to come.

Rolling thunder descended downward, mixed with purple and fiery red light.

"Trigger the Ten Heavenly Thunder to descend, this is the Yang Thunder of the Ten Heavenly Thunder."

Su Zi'an said softly.

It's more like a reminder to the usher.

Being able to trigger the Ten Heavenly Thunders was the work of the Heavenly Dao Saints in the low-end desolate world of this side.

The person who received the Dao happened to be one of the six saints of the Heavenly Dao.

The Ten Heavenly Thunders are about to fall on the person who receives the Dao.

The Queen Mother of the West shimmered with golden light.

He said: "He is smart, he knows that the path is different from that of the Daoist, but he wants to use his luck to transfer the heavenly thunder to the Daoist and help him through the ordeals. ”

The Ten Heavenly Thunder is a consideration for the saints, and it is also a kind of help.

They arrived in the low-end desolate world, and this side of the world just wanted to plunder their identities and find a reasonable way to survive.

After fighting with the four saints in a row, he must have been able to understand it.

The original spirit was absorbed by the other party, and the remaining consciousness was also integrated into their minds.

Even the Heavenly Dao could not reincarnate it.

And being able to replace this identity is precisely because they are all from the low-end desolate world.

And the low-end flood is one of the thousands of worlds that radiates from the origin flood.

It can be inferred from this that as long as they want to plunder their identities, they can kill each other.

For this low-end desolate world, there is no possibility of rebirth.

The Avenue of Myths has sprung up from the Three Thousand Worlds.

The mythical avenue formed by the convergence of each strand evolved into a beam of golden light.

The golden light is mixed with stars.

When it was dazzling, several golden rays of light intertwined upward, showing the appearance of a golden wheel.

From the blur to the clear, the sound of the Buddha bell was heard from inside the golden wheel.

The bell rings.

Waves of breath mixed with sound rolled in the chaotic sea.

Even a Divine Immortal, Great Divine Power, and other saints couldn't stand.

However, Su Zi'an was able to stand above the chaos and be disturbed by the outside world.

The golden wheel became larger, and the light rushed into the Qiankun bag, scrambling to be inhaled by the Qiankun bag.

The Qiankun bag that absorbs the Supreme Mythical Avenue and the Mythical Breath has become much larger than before.

Originally, the Taoist was to let Qiankun Belt suck away all the Taoism practiced by the person who was exactly like himself on the other side, and he would kill him with another blow.

But today's changes are contrary to his ideas.

The person who was haunted by the Mythical Avenue had already seen through his thoughts.

Since he triggered the Ten Heavenly Thunder, he wanted to put the Heavenly Thunder into the Qiankun bag.

Use the power of thunder to pierce the aura of the cultivation Dao.

In other words, it is the use of the Heavenly Dao.

This idea was born, and the Taoist gradually condensed the breath of Buddhism and mythology in front of him, and under the shroud of light, a lotus flower full of Buddha's light sprouted.

He used his hand to grind the power, and a beam of golden light flowing from his fingers touched the lotus flower, and half of the lotus fell down and brushed upward, and the lotus petals became larger and larger.

What is clearly visible is the lines on the petals, each of which is written by the scriptures, which is one of the inner laws of the Taoist.

The strong pressure of the Buddha's light gathers pressure downward.

Chanting the Dharma name is even more Amitayus Buddha.

A golden light gradually emerged from the chaos, and it was the figure of ten thousand Buddhas.

And these 10,000 Buddhas are drawn by the breath of the Great Dao.

It's not to throw its phantom.

Almost instantly, the 10,000 Buddhas turned into shining points of light and flew towards the golden wheel.

The sound of tearing appeared in the air.

It's more like the pleasant meaning of the wind.

But mixed with a hint of pain.

And the initiator of the pain is the guide in this desolate world.

The Qiankun Belt suspended in the air showed signs of shattering.

Cracks were attached to it, and where the cracks were, they were broken by golden light.

How much breath did it take to conjure up the Qiankun bag that contained all things.

"Bump"

Fragments of golden light fell downwards from the sky.

The Qiankun bag no longer exists.

Originally, it was to have the golden light on the person who received the Dao as a support point to fight against it.

And this damage also caused the Dharma Body of the Daoist to be subjected to a violent impact and impact, and even made him unable to stabilize himself on the lotus platform.

Under the impact of the powerful aura, a clearly visible black light appeared on the base of the lotus platform.

He expected to roll the heavenly thunder down on the other party, but unexpectedly he was transformed by the other party and draped on his lotus platform.

As a result of the fall, the golden light weakened by one point.

"The poor road bag was broken by you."

The usher had disbelief in his eyes.

But even so, this is an indisputable fact.

He channeled his power into the rosary.

The relics in the rosary gradually dispersed, and the gold wire connecting the middle of each rosary suddenly became larger.

The rosary descended with light, each light like a sharp silver needle.

The silver needles that flowed into the sky fell down.

A sparse voice rang out.

If a mortal is pierced by a silver needle, his soul can be scattered immediately.

Even if a saint is hit by a silver needle, he will lose some of his cultivation.

The usher raised his hands above his head, his cuffs trembling with the surge of breath.

The three relics above his head were also driven into the rosary.

The two rays of light shine in tandem.

The Dharma has completed the overlap and replacement at this moment.

The scope of the Buddha's light is getting bigger and bigger.

Gradually, it has the intention of devouring.

The golden body haunted by the mythical avenue became distorted under the pull.

The usher had a splitting headache and red eyes.

He felt the intrusion of the force.

There is a disorder in the inner law.

In the long run, you will definitely be swallowed by the other party.

He put the lotus flower that had just gathered from the Mythical Avenue into his eyebrows.

As the golden light disappeared, the Mythical Dao Fruit above his head became brighter, thus emitting countless breaths from the Mythical Dao downward, causing a sensation throughout the sky.

The breath is like a sweeping knife, directly resisting the devouring force outward.

Between the surge of breath, thousands of avenues collided with the mythical avenue, and the mythical avenue was like a bamboo, swallowing up all the Dao methods that received the Daoist, so that the lingering aura around it disappeared.

Once the avenue of Buddhist scriptures is broken, there is no possibility of reconnecting in a short time.

The Daoist of this desolate world wants to operate the inner law again, and spread it outwards for resistance.

Pity... The aura of myth has surrounded it, immobilizing it.

In the phantom formed by the light particles under the dash of the mythical avenue, the phantom stretched out a pair of hands towards the other party.

The hands were surrounded by golden light, and several lotus flowers appeared in the palms.

The lotus flowers bloomed in front of the guide Taoist, and the lotus flower gradually bloomed under the filling of the mythical avenue, and the petals flew towards the guide one after another.

His entire golden body was shattered by flower petals.

The golden light of the body also cracked.

He didn't have time to open his mouth before he was directly dispersed.

The touch of the primordial god above his head flew into the mythical Dao fruit of the Daoist.

The five Heavenly Dao Saints were all killed.

The visions radiating from the sky are unpredictable.

There are only some superficial signs, but there is no next step.

The reason for this may be due to the fact that they took over the position of the five saints of the Heavenly Dao.

There was no vision, which also means that the Heavenly Dao recognized the identity.

This was originally a low-end flood world, and it was one of the great flood worlds.

Although the Origin Flood is staring at the world it is in, it cannot be explored in a short period of time.

And they can take advantage of that time. Find your identity and fight here.

Five clusters of light had been extinguished in the Sea of Chaos, and two more were playing with distinct colors.

One of the halos gradually dissipated.

Instead, there is a glimmer of black and gold that emerges from the intertwined light that stands between heaven and earth.

It is more than four or five feet high, and its upper and lower sides are drawn in the shape of black wings, with a yellow ribbon in the middle, and gold beads and black lines on the left and right sides.

Above its wings, a black and yellow orb emerges.

The Kunpeng Demon Master's eyes trembled.

"Demon Banner."

The demon flag is a magic weapon held by Nuwa Niangniang in ancient times, but it is more accurate to say that it is the treasure of the demon clan.

With just a slight shake, all the people of the demon clan will come.

In short, a token of the party.

It was still still under the wind, and the halo around Nuwa Niangniang's body dissipated significantly.

"Sacrifice the magic weapon to summon the demon flag, then there is no need to say much, there is a life of Min, there is a reincarnation in the way of heaven, we are just a member of the world, Miao is like a millet."

The Kunpeng Demon Master closed his eyes slightly.

Immediately, standing behind him, Nuwa Niangniang, who was stretched by the breath of the supreme mythical avenue, flew forward.

A statue suddenly changed.

In three breaths, the confrontation has been completed.

Under the repulsion, chaos is unpredictable.

Nuwa Niangniang in the low-end desolate world of this side will open her golden body.

She used the Dao method to urge the demon banner to shake.

But when that golden light was about to arrive, it was resisted by a transformation conjured up by the Mythical Avenue.

Seeing that the goal was not achieved, Nuwa Niangniang once again used her own law, but the Dao method that penetrated the law had vitality, and she was able to dexterously evade the interception of the transformation.

See this. The Mythical Avenue converges again, and the second statue transforms.

The seventy incarnations are the seventy transformations.

Every transformation emerges. The Tao is supported by the inner law.

Once again, the Supreme Dao Dharma was blocked by transformation.

The third time the breath surged around his body, and the wind and sand blew on his face, as if he had been scratched by a huge blade.

The tingling sensation struck.

A shining golden light burst through the sky.

(End of chapter)