The lush mountains are half hidden in the extreme eye, and the clothes are standing on the unobstructed flat grassland, feeling the abundant and balanced aura and Buddha's breath above the ground, it is really hard to imagine that there is a magic array below that has been preserved for an unknown number of years.

Since she had infiltrated the other side and arranged the Witch Rune Formation below, she knew that she would have to dive for tens of miles or nearly a hundred miles before she could feel the overflowing demonic breath in the depths where there was no light of day, as well as the coercion of the ancient formation to deter foreign creatures.

The calm and beautiful scenery on the surface concealed the sinister, and if it weren't for Hongmiao's initiative to spread the news, the secret of the séance array could continue to be maintained.

The extremely pure demonic breath was gradually condensing and merging below, waiting for more living beings to come to sacrifice, waiting for it to burst out with stronger power, waiting to merge into the pseudo-god who activated the formation.

The clothes were galloping against the wind, a high bundle of green silk fluttering behind his back, and the defensive skirt on his body turned into turquoise in the grassland, almost melting into it, becoming one with the grass.

When she came, she was full of doubts and confusion, and when she left with answers and firmness, this experience of not knowing whether it was real or illusory was very rewarding for her. This kind of harvest is far more than the meaning of spirit stones and treasures.

The center of the formation was located in a stone forest, and strange boulders grew at various angles, some protruding straight from the ground, with a larger boulder on top of it, and some leaning against other boulders, as if glued to it.

This stone forest is not too big, and after carefully exploring it without finding a natural formation, she glanced back at the way she came, took a deep breath for a moment, and then dived firmly into the depths of the earth.

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On the peak of the mountain where the first elder of the past dynasties lived, Hongmiao was sitting on the edge of the cliff with his eyes closed, feeling the wind and clouds in front of him with his divine sense. The alternating brilliance of the sun and moon makes the thick clouds emit a mist of light and light, hazy and beautiful, like a fairyland.

The never-ending chanting sound on the disciples' peaks in the distance, with the wind in the ears, "everything is like nothingness, such as emptiness, such as the heart does not move, and the ten thousand laws are ...... in it" Hongmiao's lips moved slightly, and followed the disciples to read softly, but the expression on his face was as cold as frost, and when he opened his eyes, he showed ridicule and disdain.

"The law of doing is the binding of cause and effect, and the law of non-action is the bondage of the state of mind, who can be unfettered by the demon cultivators of Buddhism and Taoism? How can they resist the catastrophe and save the world if they are imprisoned in the laws of heaven? A group of fools ......"

Hong Miao's expression is gloomy, and there is no trace of the demeanor of a Buddhist monk.

"I have broken through the shackles, broken the laws formulated by the Heavenly Dao, and created a new world that belongs to me, so why bother with what it does and does not do, and the cycle of cause and effect!" Hongmiao thought that three days later would be the day of the celebration, and the creatures of all the realms had already rushed to the scene, and a smug smile appeared on his face.

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The elders of the Four Great Pavilions and the Seven Great Sects had already settled in the Du'er Sect, and the guest house was very lively, and the major families who came from afar visited and exchanged with each other, and in a happy and relaxed atmosphere, there was an undercurrent that was becoming turbulent.

The white pupil covered up the aura of demon cultivation, adjusted the cultivation to the late stage of Jindan, and mingled with Wen Wushu in the team of Guangwen Pavilion. When they saw Cang Lanqing coming to the door, they knew that the Cang family must have agreed to the previous proposal.

There is absolutely no victory or defeat for the demon cultivators, because this is a battle between Hongmiao and the entire world, not a battle against the Buddha cultivators as the demon cultivators think.

If Hongmiao wins, the demon cultivator will die, and if Hongmiao loses, the demon cultivator will be cut down and eradicated.

The Cang family figured this out and persuaded some demon cultivators who were also moderate to join the Dao cultivation camp in secret, just to keep a trace of incense in the Demon Dao.

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"Do you think Daoist friends are really coming?" Helan Qingqing stepped out of the teleportation square and cautiously transmitted a message to Gao Yang and Luo Ning, "I heard that Buddha Xiu is also looking for her, shouldn't she fall into the net?"

Since she broke out of the Demon Punishment Tower, the clothes suddenly disappeared, and the three of them have never seen her again. They also looked for Fu Yi in a low-key manner during their travels, but knowing that she had been hunted down by Demon Cultivators, they would definitely not show up easily, and then gradually stopped looking for her.

This time, I came to participate in the celebration meeting, firstly, to join in the fun, secondly, I heard some news and wanted to confirm it, and thirdly, I wanted to try my luck and see if I could meet the clothes.

Gao Yang said with a big grin: "Come here, forget it if you don't come, just know that she is alive and well, why do you have to meet." ”

"That's right...... Helan Qingqing still has some regrets, it's not easy to meet like-minded Taoist friends, and everyone must cherish it. However, as Gao Yang said, as long as you know that the other party has always been good, there is no obstacle if you do not continue the front edge.

Luo Ning is still gentle and gentle, with a shy and kind smile, but as the leader of the Demon Punishment Tower, he is actually a very determined and thoughtful monk.

"I believe that Fu Daoyou has her own chances, and for some reason, I always feel that she is different from us. Instead of worrying about Fudaoyou, it's actually better to worry about that rumor. We heard the same rumors on different black markets, whether true or not, it was scary enough. ”

Helan Qingqing and Gao Yang turned solemn when they heard this, nodded and were silent for a moment before continuing to communicate with each other.

They had heard that the séance would be activated on the day of the celebration, that the demon god would descend, that the old world would eventually disappear, and that a new world would come. This vague and dangerous statement spread throughout the Immortal Cultivation Domain, causing the monks who had not planned to come to join in the celebration to also pour into the Doom Realm.

The demon cultivators were as excited as if they had been beaten with the blood of beasts, and the monks who had newly joined the four major demon sects were all honored, and they couldn't wait for this new world to open the door in front of them immediately. It was as if as soon as they passed through that door, they would be able to rise above all living beings and become human beings.

"There are so many monks, and there are so many demon cultivators. "Helan Qingqing has been flying at high altitude for two hours, and he has never seen an open space, and the air and ground are full of black monks. "Look, there's a spiritual light in the direction of the Crossing Sect!"

Her exclamation caused many creatures in the air and ground to look over there, only to see a magnificent colored light shrouded in the sky above the Do'er Sect, which gradually turned golden at sunrise and condensed into a faceless Buddha sitting cross-legged.

The Buddha twisted the beads in one hand and placed them lightly on his lap, put the other hand on his chest and put flowers on his chest, his head was slightly tilted, obviously without facial features, but he seemed to look at the entire Doom Crossing with compassion and compassion.

"The celebration is about to begin!" Gao Yang beckoned to the two of them, and asked them to speed up together, and all living beings were shocked by this huge sacred Buddha statue, bathed in its holy and pure Buddha breath, and flew away in the direction of the Doom Sect.

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Hong Miao stood on the edge of the cliff with her hands in her hands, the corners of her mouth slightly raised, and looked at the faceless Buddha in the air condensed by all the elders and Jindan disciples in the air, mixed with contempt for the old world and joy for the arrival of the new world.

"It's time. ”

Hongmiao moved his lips silently, put away his sneer and resumed his usual soft smile, and he slowly walked towards the Buddha statue in the sky step by step, sacred and solemn, as if he was walking towards the most perfect world in his mind.