His voice floated through the Doom Sect, and then drifted with the wind to the mountains outside the sect, spreading in every empty corner, and penetrating into the ears of every living being. Even though he had made up his mind to destroy the world, he still couldn't hold back the limelight and continue to build a good reputation.

This is a habit that has been persisted for hundreds of years, and Hongmiao sometimes can't tell whether he doesn't care about these false names at all, or whether he is used to being admired by everyone in disguise, and likes this layer of high monk phantom light shaped on the surface.

But all this is no longer important, and the volley is walking in front of the mighty Buddha cultivation.

He held a lotus-shaped golden bowl in one hand, which contained the fountain of Buddha's tears scooped from the forbidden land of the Do'er Sect, and a red and gold two-color Zen staff in the other, with a witch rune on the top that only he could understand.

He has always claimed to the outside world that this is a transcendent sutra that he naturally realizes by understanding heaven and earth, and the Buddha's meaning is profound and difficult to comprehend. As soon as he thought of coaxing Hongyi's fool with shock and admiration, and gave him the first seat at his fingertips, he couldn't help but turn up the corners of his mouth.

"It's finally over...... Sooner or later, these low-level beings will die in the great catastrophe, rather than waiting for the Heavenly Dao to be destroyed, it is better for me to be the executioner, is there not a Buddha who will go to hell if I don't go to hell? At least I will come to destroy the world, and I won't have to wait too long to build a new world immediately. ”

Hongmiao's obsession turned into wisps of black silk thread, firmly tethering the beating red heart, restraining his heartbeat and his every move.

This line of obsession blooms into an evil flower in the heart, and the bud gradually blooms, and soon it will be completely opened.

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The first thing Fu Yi felt was the fluctuation of the aura, and the great movement in the extreme distance caused the aura to move slightly, and she immediately injected spiritual power into the breath talisman treasure in her hand, only to feel that the aura around her body changed in the blink of an eye, becoming exactly the same as the aura of the land here.

Just as the defensive skirt on her body changes with the environment, this rune treasure is obviously the same. Not only will the aura of the monk's body dissipate, but it will also produce an aura that is exactly the same as that of the surroundings, so that the hidden person can completely integrate into it, and it will not be easy to detect.

This rune treasure even overflows with the same demonic breath as deep underground, even if Hongmiao, who is familiar with this place, personally investigates, it is impossible to see the flaw.

"It's finally time to start ......"

There was still a trace of anxiety similar to homesickness, but at this moment, it disappeared without a trace. Her mind was as calm as frozen ice, and no amount of chaos could make her mood turbulent.

When she felt the rich Buddha's breath coming from afar, she knew that Hongmiao had successfully introduced the Buddhist monks into the formation. In an instant, a strange light rose to the sky, as if a secret realm or a strange treasure was about to be born, and the light was all over the sky, covering the brilliant sun at all

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In the Doom Sect, the jade crow looked at the first real person of the Lingxiao Sword Sect, his eyes rolled imperceptibly, he didn't know what he thought, and in the end he didn't choose to provoke this cold face.

Jade Crow Yu Guang glanced around the field, and finally set his sights on the first seat of the Qingxia Sect, this sect with alchemy as its strength, and its strength was not very good in his opinion.

"Yuming Zhenren," Jade Crow's tone was always yin and yang, her thin cheeks continued to concave as she spoke, and her yellowed face reminded people of dry firewood, "You are the Dao Cultivator Elder with the longest bone age and higher seniority here, tell me, this masterless secret realm and treasure, is there a chance for everyone who sees it?"

Yuming Zhenren is a middle-aged woman with an honest and honest face, and because her expression looks too honest, people completely ignore that her facial features are actually very beautiful. "Well, that's what I said, but I'll wait until I come to the Crossing Sect as a guest, and I'll wait until the masters return smoothly with the purification formation. ”

"You Dao cultivators are hypocritical one by one, obviously you also want to explore treasures, and you also want to draw everything to your side, and now you are pretending to be high here!" Jade Crow Zhenren snorted coldly and said to the elders of the Silent Annihilation Sect, "Go, it's best if they don't go, if you see them chasing after you along the way, you will be killed!"

The monks of the Silent Annihilation Sect left arrogantly, and the remaining three major demon sects, the three major demon cultivation families, and the leading figures in the demon cultivators also left a few words of Ming Dynasty sarcasm and arrogant laughter and left.

The remaining Yuanying monks in the square spoke to each other one by one, and a few real people who were known for their tempers couldn't help but sigh secretly, fortunately, they knew the plans of the demon cultivators in advance, otherwise with their temperament, they would definitely not be able to bear this breath and catch up and fight.

Once there are three or five people fighting, there will be monks who will be related to it to come to support, and this support will become a big war between the sect families, and eventually develop into a big war between the three realms.

"Follow secretly, and be sure to kill Hongmiao before the formation is activated. Try not to start a war with the demon cultivator, and when the time comes, ......" The transmission of the first seat of the Lingxiao Sword Sect had just reached the ears of all the real people, and before he finished speaking, he heard the sound of shouting and fighting in the distance.

"It's not good, it's a junior outside the sect......"

"Didn't you secretly arrange a lot of people to guard?"

"It was discovered...... My brother's soul card is shattered......"

"My senior sister's too!"

"The soul card of the Nine Elders of our family is also broken!"

The hearts of the elders of the major clans sank, and a wave of anger rushed to their minds from their hearts, and several hot-tempered real people disappeared into the square in an instant, chasing after the demon cultivators who had just left.

I thought that they were still in the dark and could prevent the demon cultivators from attacking the juniors, but I didn't expect that there was no turmoil in the sect, but the outside of the sect was still attacked by the demon cultivators like a provocation.

The grief and indignation of being toyed with and clapping and the loss of relatives and friends overwhelmed the always calm minds of almost ninety percent of the infant monks, and their emotions could no longer be restrained by reason, like the light of the sun, moon and stars, which could not be hidden behind by clouds and mist forever.

The moment they broke through the shackles of reason, these real people began to feel relieved. If we can't impulsively seek revenge after seeing our relatives and friends suffering with our own eyes and countless innocent beings, then what's the point of cultivating in this life? The overall situation is important, but isn't it important to the dead souls?

"Fellow Daoists, chase the demon cultivator in four ways, and swear not to return the Demon Gate-"

The first seat of the Lingxiao Sword Sect gave an order, and the aura in the square was surging, and the shouts of killing were endless, but there was no real person in sight. In the mountain peak of the sect, the disciples of Jindan Zhuji rushed out of the sect with flying magic weapons and rushed towards the fighting ground in all directions.

The Buddha on the roof above the Buddha still looked down at the absurd world, whether it was the sound of the Buddha or the splashing of blood, it was all kind and indifferent from the perspective of a bystander.

When the Fu Yi integrated into the center of the formation felt the tremor of the entire Immortal Cultivation Domain, he suddenly thought of the many Buddha statues in this domain, they are all the world's fantasies of the Buddha, just as the Sanqing statue is the visualization of the Dao Ancestor by the human race, and just like the demon god that the living beings think is the strength of the blue-faced fangs.

In fact, there is a great difference between the unreal and the real, and instead of pinning our hopes on these never-before-seen imaginations, why not focus on everything in ourselves and reality? The séance, the creation of the gods, and the achievement of the body of a false god with oneself as the carrier are just a bigger and more absurd fantasy.