Ten thousand Buddhas from the west come to the west and return with the immortals. Hundreds of millions of monks in the west of the earth have a grand wish in their hearts to seal the ancient court for seven days.

The living Buddha is a sage of the ancients. Nine Realms God and Buddha. Among the more than thirty ancient sages, it is also a top ten existence, but today, it has completely dissipated.

This move was decided by the Western Tu Buddhism Sect a long time ago. The ambition of all sentient beings is only found in the Western Land, without a trace of distraction. to be able to kill the three ancient court immortals.

Two came, and one had not yet broken free. He died under the palm of the million-zhang gods and Buddhas condensed by the grand wishes of all beings in the western land.

It's just that. The ancient sages didn't expect the Ancient Court to come so quickly.

Demon Domain, a demon crane shuttles through the black clouds. Until it flew to an imperial altar and began to land slowly.

All of a sudden. A white hand reached out. Grab the crane and take the hedron from its claws.

A man in black, looking at this fast crystal, saw the flashing scenes, and a cold light appeared in his eyes.

"The immortals of the ancient court have descended. The entire ancient hall broke through the rules of heaven and earth, and it was menacing. This is no longer a spark left in the world......"

The man in black sneered again and again, and the murderous intent appeared. This person is the emperor of the demon race, Luo Sinan.

"The mountains and rivers are splendid, and the bright moon is like a hook. The wind and rain gathered, and the world swayed. Hehe, how can I, Luo Sinan, think about the world day and night, how can I let you wait for the pseudo-immortals to be wiped into the remnants of the earth?

"Hehe, the world calls me a demon, so that's it. Then I'll be a demon that will make you and other pseudo-immortals scared!"

Luo Sinan stretched out his hand and waved, and stood up. The momentum is surging. More than thirty years have passed, and he has become the Demon Venerable of the Nine Realms.

Behind him, one figure after another appeared. Enter the northern wilderness and come back to the world.

Dongtu. A young man with a peachwood sword on his back set his eyes on Xitu.

"The western soil was destroyed, and all the people with lofty ideals died in that battle. Let all the people of the East and the East rush one after another. Fight to the death! Defend my world with my soul. ”

Liu Xuhua's gaze retracted and fell to the south again. Muttered.

"Senior sister, the Immortal Sword Sect, the Immortal Dao Sect. It's for one case. You and I alone are practicing medicine to save people. One man kills for the sword. Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable! This battle is still up to my brother. ”

________ Southern Regions.

Above the South China Sea, a young Taoist girl stood in the air, sensing the words from the East, and her eyes fell on the East Earth.

"My heart. Although it is to save people

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Law. The breath of Xuanhuang can lead to immortality, not killing. But I am the Supreme of the Nine Realms. You can also fight!

The young Dao Gu's gaze moved, and it still fell on the East China Sea. But his gaze was not on the Immortal Sword Sect. It's the ink and the earth. Muttered softly.

"I'll be with you to the death......"

In the ink soil refining ground, an old man stands in the abyss of a canyon, holding a fishing rod.

The rod is wireless and wired. It's just that this line is not visible to the naked eye.

The old man stood there quietly, his eyes drooping slightly. Until a stick of incense, the old man's eyes were lightly picked, and he lifted it with one hand.

There was a sound in the abyss. The dragon's roar is terrifying.

A dragon followed a red line and went straight up to the nine heavens, shrunk in an instant, and was caught in the old man's hand.

"Grandpa. Is this a real dragon?"

Behind the old man, a young girl stood. Looking at the struggling black dragon in the old man's hand, he spoke curiously.

"Lingsha, this is not a real dragon, but a dragon. The old man turned to look at the girl and spoke.

"Jiaolong? It turns out that Jiaolong looks like this. But what is Grandpa doing when he catches this dragon? Is it for me to play?" Lu Lingsha had never seen a dragon, and it was fun to see it at the moment.

"Lingsha, it's naturally not fun to catch this dragon. It's about letting it take us out. The old man's gaze fell on the dragon in his hand, and the red mist in his eyes surged.

The next moment, the dragon in his hand entered the air, rolled over the black clouds, and turned into ten thousand feet again, but the original dark eyes, like the old man, showed rolling red mist.

"Go out, where are you going? It's to go to the big brother, I'll go!"

"Grandpa wants to take you to see the real splendor!"

The old man took the girl's hand and stepped on the black dragon's back. A dragon groan sounded again, and it soared into the air, flying towards the abyss.

As the black dragon re-entered the abyss, a voice rang out in all directions.

"Daoyou, help me tell my big brother! I will accompany him to the end in this battle!"

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The sky spilled a jug of wine. A middle-aged scholar bowed deeply to the West.

"All the holy monks, go all the way! Next, leave it to me Li Wusheng!"

Li Wusheng looked down at the earth, took in all the features of the world, and opened his mouth word by word.

"The mountains and rivers are vast, and the good and the evil are in charge. There is no light in heaven and earth, I will break yin and yang!"

Li Wusheng raised his head and looked there

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An ancient hall covered with countless golden swastikas, looking up to the sky and roaring.

"The righteous path is immortal, and the mighty spirit lasts forever!"

He walked upwards step by step, and finally sat opposite the ancient hall in alignment. After seven days of waiting, the pseudo-immortal returned.

Heroes from all walks of life, standing with a glass and paying homage to the Buddhas of the Western Soil.

The cup shattered, and a black-robed man stepped out of the darkness. He was slightly drunk, and his eyes were bloodshot.

"Heaven is broken. The world is a ghost. Hehe, you pseudo-immortals regard us as flesh and blood. I, Ye Xingchen, would rather self-destruct my flesh and soul than let myself become the food of flesh and blood like you. ”

Da Luo Yu, Miao Embroidery Workshop.

"Although we are women, we can't fall into the name of my wonderful embroidery workshop. In this battle, my Miao Embroidery Workshop disciple will never enter the Sendai realm and steal his life. In this battle, my wonderful embroidery workshop must be like the Buddhas of the Western Soil, loyal to their duties, defending the lives of the people in the world, and then dying!"

A woman in pink, sprinkled with the brilliance of the avenue, led all the disciples to fight on the front line seven days later, and never took half a step back.

In the Valley of Ten Thousand Flowers, a Lang Zhong bends down to pick elixir in a medicine field.

The elixir was thrown into the basket behind him by this Lang Zhong, standing still.

"Hehe, the Buddha said that all life is suffering. But it is said that once you enter this valley, you will never suffer. Now, suffering is in the world!"

Lang Zhong looked up and looked at the sky. Speak again.

"I am the Emperor of the Ancients, the disciple of the next generation of the Emperor of the Wonderful Divine Medicine. It is necessary to pass on the virtues of medicine and save the suffering of sentient beings. Let me save the suffering of the world. ”

Lang Zhong closed his eyes and opened them again. Diwei is here.

At this moment, the Seven Domains. Heroes come out.

Deep in no man's land. Some people carry swords to the north, and some people carry swords to the south and go north. Some people come from the west to the east, and some people return from the east to the west.

These are the ancient powerhouses that are hidden from the world. Hidden for countless years. Today he is finally back in the world.

Some are to make a break with the ancient court, and some are unbearable to be extinct.

No matter what the purpose is, after all, he wants to stay in the world with his own flesh and blood and protect a fire.

Ziyunzong, an old man raised his head, trembling his hands probing to the east, his breath was short.

The old man spoke in a trembling voice, but there was a strong fighting intent in his heart.

"The Ancient Court has appeared... Chu Cheng, are you ready......

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