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"It's been too long. Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info We've been immersed in it for too long. So long that the world has forgotten who this world belongs to. The extent of who his master is. It's time to recreate our own voices in the world. Loneliness is higher than the Heavenly Dao test. You don't deserve it. Death to those who offend my sect. ”

Mo Yan's illusory figure ascended and shouted. In an instant, a five-colored sun gradually appeared behind him. And the clearer it is. The chains of five-color order seemed to stretch out slowly from the five-colored sun. In fact, it is passing through the void with the pole. The remaining six Mahayana True Spirits, who were still immersed in a life-and-death struggle, quickly tied up or forced them to retreat and flee out in the vastness.

"Whew. "Who. The chains of the five-color law of order slowly poked out of the void. Three of them were tied to a huge black eye-catching tiger. A giant green three-tailed crocodile with a startled face covered in rotting pirates. And the exotic powerhouse of the Rock Clan. Soul Spirit. The red-haired gibbon and the other three were lucky to escape because of their extremely agile bodies. But he was also forced to lean out of the void by the profound Dao rules and laws that came out of the five-color order chains that Mo Yan probed. Run for your life.

"Oh. Looks like an acquaintance. Little thing, more than a thousand years ago, this seat has not yet woken up, and the foundation of the Tao given by you almost collapsed. Didn't go to your trouble. You're bold. He dared to appear in front of this seat. I really don't know who gave you this guts. Could it be that you are a servant of the Heavenly Dao?"

Mo Yan stared at the lame man in front of him, and York, who was covered in carrion, said jokingly. It is also a Mahayana practice. Such a bizarre picture of the elders scolding the younger cultivators made the monks from the outside world stunned. A look of incomprehension. Moreover, Mo Yan's tone is indeed too arrogant. It is only said that only the Heavenly Dao is worthy of being his opponent. And what about those Mahayana pinnacles. What about those fake immortals who have achieved immortal ranks. The hearts of several Mahayana presenters were shocked for a long time. However, they are not comparable to the insights of the younger generations of recent times. In ancient times, there was one person in the whole world, and only one person had always acted so arrogantly and domineeringly. Don't talk about the pinnacle of Mahayana. Even the fake immortals have all retreated from the three colors. Because there really is only a genius worthy of being his opponent.

"It can't really be the reincarnation of the Holy Lord. "The soul and the Yan Clan Mahayana trembled uncontrollably. "Boom. A loud bang resounded through the world. I saw the red-haired gibbon kneeling down in front of Mo Yan's illusory real body in front of everyone's eyes. The tremendous force instantly collapsed a hill and stirred up a tsunami of dust.

"The descendants of the beast bully knock to see the Holy Lord. The Holy Lord is blessed with heaven. Shou and Tianqi. After chanting for a while, the scholar Sanqingmen looked like he knelt down and knocked up. Such a scene made all the monks stumble regardless of their strength. Even the black-eyed tiger and the three-tailed fierce crocodile, who were still raging under the chains of Moyan's order, and constantly trying to break free, all obeyed in an instant at this time. Motionless, he looked like he was at the disposal of Mo Yan.

After all, the red-haired gibbon is the direct bloodline of the ancestor of the Ten Thousand Beast Nest. So in ancient times, I was fortunate enough to see the Holy Lord from afar. And the black eye-catching tiger and the three-tailed fierce crocodile, even though their strength is monstrous, they are ranked as true spirits, but after all, their status is low. In ancient times, how brilliant the Holy Sect was, how revered the identity of the Holy Lord, and how could people who claimed to compete with the Heavenly Dao be fortunate enough to see such a small beast. However, both are also obviously old and refined people who have lived for countless years. Seeing the red-haired gibbon, he knew everything in such an instant. Take a break from cooking. There was no hint of rebellion.

"Is that little guy okay? "Back to the Holy Lord. All is well with my ancestors. I haven't been out for tens of thousands of years. Obey the Holy Lord's command, retreat wholeheartedly, and comprehend the way of heaven. ”

"Hmm. After all, my Holy Religion has not yet truly appeared in the world. You are also ignorant. Retreat," "Thank you for the grace of the Holy Lord not to kill." After speaking, a spatial vortex appeared behind him. The three true spirits fled with a group of subordinate desolate beasts, and they didn't dare to stay for a moment. Disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"The three ancestors of the underworld are interesting. Who rescued those three little guys back then? Eradicate all of them in this life. You can go and die first" "Poof. "The five-color order chain law that was instantly tied to the pirate king York's body flowed. The extremely huge void oppression instantly crushed the villain in his hand, and the Mahayana true body in his hand turned into pieces of blood mist, and the soul flew away.

"You dare. And what about the Holy Religion. In this life, you are destined to die under the joint bombardment of a group of fake immortals inside and outside the domain." The Soul True Man shouted with a twisted and crazy face. Facing the inner fear of Mo Yan inherited from ancient times. At this time, he was surprised except for the fierce corners of his mouth. The body was already unable to move a bit. involuntarily disobeyed the call, and several chains of order laws waved out by Mo Yan passed through. Under the suppression of the violent law, it instantly burst into pieces of blood mist, and followed in York's footsteps, and died.

"Hmm. "Just after Mo Yan finished dealing with the high-level cultivator soul of the underworld who was arrogantly shouting when he was dying. Suddenly, the yin and yang balls in his eyes kept turning and looking at a certain position in the void. "Boom. A fiery red giant palm shook Yun Feizi, and the silver giant palm swung through the layers of blockade appeared, grabbing the Yan Clan Mahayana in front of the person, and disappeared in an instant. One action, one go. There was no delay. Done in a blink of an eye. Fast to the extreme.

"Master. The guilt of the subordinates was not stopped. Yun Feizi passed through the void and appeared in front of the person, kneeling on one knee and pleading guilty to Mo Yan. "Get up. You're no match for him right now. This smell is so familiar. The memories of the ancient seals have not yet been fully remembered. But I remember him. Then Mo Yan looked indifferently at the low-level monks who came to visit, "Kill them all." "Yes. Obey the Holy Commandment. ”

Just after Mo Yan took a step and disappeared vaguely and returned to the Holy Land in the Sect. Yun Feizi got up. In an instant, the momentum was monstrous. From the silver moon hanging from the space, one after another silver light was sown, turning into one after another, and the blades of light continued to fly, harvesting the lives of the visiting low-level monks below. The rebellion was unintentional. Especially in the face of absolute strength. Any form of resistance is so pale and powerless. Yun Feizi had already blocked the nearby Void. Anyone, whether he is a god or a god, has no way out within his spiritual realm perception, but only death. The heart-rending roar lasted only a dozen breaths. Tens of thousands of low-level criminals were all killed under Yun Feizi's full force. Life and death are gone. At the moment when the silver figure turned around and disappeared. Under the arrangement of several elders, a group of low-level disciples of the Sanqing Sect arranged post-war related matters in an orderly and orderly manner to clean up the mess.

"Master. "Holy Lord. Mo Yan looked at the figures kneeling down under the hall. The originally cold face instantly opened up in March. His face was full of relief. "Rise up, all the lovers," "Tom." You didn't let your teacher down. As a teacher, I am very satisfied with you. ”

"Ladies and gentlemen. From now on, the Holy Religion is alive. Tell the world. All Mahayana followers of the Outer Saint Sect will return immediately. There must be no mistakes. "Obey the Holy Order. ”

"Tom. SenseTime. Baikammu. Snow hedges. Throughout the day. Liba. Dahiva~~~~" Mo Yan pointed to the names of more than ten god-casting peak monks and said, "From now on, you wait for the retreat practice to impact the supreme bottleneck of Mahayana. Don't worry about things in the church. ”

"Hmm. What about Laxman. Mo Yan's tone suddenly shifted to ask about the Sikh sutra Raksman. For a while, it is impossible to let go of the understanding. But those in the know instantly understood. After all, this son is really not ordinarily intelligent. With a mortal body, it can be compared to a group of reincarnated monks. Naturally, there are enough capital and qualifications for the Holy Lord to value.

Although Sikhism, Hinduism, the Valley of the Beasts, the Netherworld, and other systems have not been forcibly incorporated into the holy religion. But this does not prevent everyone from revering the words of the Holy Lord. In the ancient times, the word "Holy Lord" covers the heavens of the heavens. Those who are fortunate all over the world dare not disobey it.

"Back to the Holy Lord. Laxman Daoyou entered the Great Wilderness alone after forging a god for a thousand years. It has never returned. It's just that its life soul lamp has been blooming and has never been extinguished. I think everything is fine. Don't worry. Dashiva stepped forward and explained.

"Such a talent. My Holy Religion has been blessed by my Holy Religion. When he returns. Let him come to me. Where is Yin Tianzun? ”

"The subordinates are here. A silver cloud flew from the void and bowed. "From now on. I have appointed you as the Great Elder of the Apologists. Rank above the Master. Would you like to? "Obey the Lord's command. "Open the mountain gate widely. Recruit talents. Restore my ancient glory. "The Holy Lord is blessed with blessings. Shou and Tianqi. ”

"I've been waiting for a thousand years, and I've worked hard for you," after explaining what he had done in the church. Mo Yan rarely enjoys the warmth of blood and family. In the residence, he hugged a little guy who didn't know how many generations he was descendant, and said with a smile on his face.

The little one is only one or two years old. Naughty to the extreme. Pulling Mo Yan's beard for a while. Pinch Mo Yan's face for a while. The crowd around them trembled with fear. And Mo Yan was not angry at all. Instead, he was smiling. Let this little guy wreak havoc on himself. And sitting around him are his four wives and three brothers-in-law, as well as the emperor's younger brother Ah Gu Da Phantom Ji. Pang Li Weimei and his wife. And standing under the main hall is a room full of Mo Yan's direct bloodline descendants.

At this time, everyone's eyes looking at Mo Yan were full of infinite admiration and respect. Mo Yan is the heaven and earth in everyone's hearts. During the nearly 1,000-year period of Moyan's retreat, none of you here have spent as many years as you have lived. After all, they are all Mo Yan's immediate family members and closest friends and brothers. One glory has glory and one loss has loss. Moyan is the root of their glory. Without ink, they are just rootless duckweed.

"A new round of jihad could break out at any time. Our enemies are strong. Don't think that because you're my heirs, bloodline, or best friends, you're spared. Not only can't we back down. It's to die in battle. Neither can you abandon the glory of the Holy Religion" after the warmth of the family. Mo Yan still admonished a group of relatives and friends.