The mountains were destroyed, and the roar was endless.

The earth shook violently, and the ground rose and fell.

Tall peaks that shattered collapsed with a roar.

Scalding golden red lava burst out from the crumbling mountains and flowed over the rain-soaked earth.

Dark smoke and dust that covered the sky, mixed with scorching water vapor, rose among the lava.

Arigen held a broadsword, hanging in the air.

The rain fell on him, washing the blood from the shattered armor, but it could not be washed away.

A little smoke and dust blackened the bloody armor.

A little golden light floated on the armor, blocking the smoke and dust of the smoke and the washing of the rain.

Won.

Yougen's face was a little solemn, and he lowered his head to look at the trembling landscape covered with magma beneath him.

The long hair, which was wet by the rain and supported by the golden mang, covered the cheeks full of scars, but could not block the sight in the eyes.

Won, won?

The exclamation came from the four people who were standing on the flying sword and a curtain of indigo qi around their bodies from the sky that was quite far away from Yougen.

Yougen's extreme move almost completely shattered the appearance of the earth, and the four people watching the battle were already trembling inexplicably just by facing the momentum left by that move.

Not to mention, go face it directly.

Whether it is cultivation or ability, the four of them are the leaders of the two sects of Buddhism and Taoism.

But the four of them knew very well that even if the four of them joined forces, it would be impossible to take that earth-destroying move.

In the hearts of the four of them, they have also incorporated the roots that can send out such moves into the legendary-level absolute powerhouse.

And to deal with a strong person of this level, you can only be a figure like a Buddha or a Taoist ancestor.

Although there was no communication, the four of them had already made such a definition in their hearts.

Until. In the ground that had been bombarded into a depression under Yougen's feet, and in the midst of the continuous gushing of golden-red molten lava, a human body suddenly stood up.

In the exclamations of the Buddhist elites, and the eyes of Yougen were mixed with horror.

A man, from the surging magma, stood up.

The golden-red magma was so hot that it could melt away the blood and bones, and the bright red scales and long dark hair that flowed through the pale golden light.

The man bowed his head and bent over, and his black hair obscured the person's face.

Countless pieces of tiny powder, along with the blood, fell in front of the person, constantly surging and splattering magma.

The man slowly straightened his back. Raised his head.

In the steaming air, long dark hair fluttered lightly at the back of his head.

The birch mask covered the human face with gold threads dissolved into countless tiny powders with the steaming airflow.

The powder followed the air flow and rose into the sky.

The face behind the mask, without the slightest covering, was revealed in front of Yougen.

Finally.

See you again.

Arigan's eyes widened, looking down at the face behind the mask, which was not unfamiliar.

The broadsword in his hand trembled violently.

His hand holding the sword. And he trembled.

It was a pretty handsome face.

Lustrous skin like jade, handsome and extraordinary.

Delicate and coordinated facial features, eyes containing divine light.

Long dark flowing hair. Straight and upright posture.

On that face, even the blood that kept flowing out of the mouth and over the chin looked so bright and harmonious.

With roots in memory. The only difference is the place.

It was the top of the sword eyebrows, where there used to be a red mole, but a golden lotus bloomed.

The golden lotus flower was only the size of a copper coin. But each petal is depicted vividly, and the center of the lotus flower is brightly colored like a rainbow, and the shape is like an arched bridge.

"This is, Demon Suppression Buddha Seal?"

Mira's eyes widened, and she looked at the figure standing on the magma with a shocked expression, and her tone suddenly became trembling.

Bojin swallowed his saliva, but felt that his mouth and tongue were dry, and the shock in his heart was irreparable.

She was speechless.

"Humph!"

"What bullshit Buddha seal!"

Zhang Daoling looked at the figure in the magma, his face distorted and shouted angrily: "This, it is clearly the planted primordial god!!"

Hearing this, neither Mile nor Bojin spoke.

Two people, can only acquiesce.

"What man!?"

"What is this, who is this!?"

Feng Shaoqing looked at the tall and standing figure in the magma, his tone became more and more sharp, and his voice gradually went out of tune.

"It's worth it, Buddha did this!?"

This person.

Is it a person from the Daomen?

Under the gaze of everyone, the person in the magma took a slight step and rose into the sky.

Deep in the dark and thick clouds, there were bursts of muffled thunder.

Snakes of light burst into the dark clouds like spider webs, revealing hideous shapes in the rain curtain.

The man holding the demon soldier rose to the same plane as Arigen and stopped.

Yougen, looking at the person hovering not far away, his eyes showed countless bloodshots.

His long hair was scattered and scattered behind his head with the strong air flow brought by the surging Gangyuan.

He opened his mouth and took a deep breath of the rain-filled air, suppressing the complicated emotions that were surging in his heart, and stopping the trembling of his hands.

He raised his trembling sword and pointed the tip of his sword at the man hovering not far away.

His expression was extraordinarily cold, and his tone of voice was clear.

His voice pierced directly through the dense rain.

It's been a long time, it's gone.

"Senior brother. ”

This was the first reunion between the two after three years.

It's a coincidence.

Or is it fate?

A bolt of lightning pierced the sky and landed between the two.

In the bright white light, Wugen raised the demon soldier in his hand with an expressionless face, and pointed the sharp blade as sharp as the tip of a sword at Yougen, who also raised his sword to point at him.

The two of them pointed at each other.

There is no brilliant Gangyuan, and there is no white cloud covering the sky.

There is only blood that is covered with fine pieces of armor and cannot be washed away.

The momentum is not as good as before.

Coercion, not as good as before.

The two men who raised their swords to confront each other were both seriously injured.

The injury was obviously more serious, and his face was pale, but his expression was very flat.

And Yougen's face was also pale, but his expression was very focused.

He is no longer the same person he was three years ago, when he first arrived in the wilderness.

experienced life and death, and experienced battles.

I have seen the joys and sorrows of the world, and I have insight into the sinister hearts of people.

Although only three years have passed, Yougen has become extremely powerful.

Whether it's cultivation or state of mind.

At this time, don't say that it is rootless standing in front of him, even if the Buddha comes in person, he dares to raise his sword to kill the Buddha.

One qiē and one qiē, just to end the Western Wilderness, has survived more than 10,000 years of troubled times.

One qiē is just for the western wilderness, a paradise that has not yet been formed.

Can't lose.

Can't lose!!

For all the efforts of the past, we must make an unchangeable determination now.

A two-handed sword stood in front of him, a white glow lingering around his body.

A large amount of natural Gang Yuan poured into his Mud Pill Palace, forcibly suppressing the gradually severe injuries in his body. (To be continued......)

PS: Hmm.

Thank you for your support.

I've been sleepy for a long time during the day today, I'm sorry, in addition, please help me recommend the next book to others.

After all, this is the book that is about to be finished, but it is the prelude to the next.

The bad mud cold is grateful, and kneel down to thank you.