The master of the return of the immortal is speechless

Chapter 363 Mother Nihuang
There are 36 emperors.

As for Da Luo, there are a total of 36 statues in the 49 imperial realms. This time, the saint summoned Da Luo who had survived more than [-] kalpas in [-] kalpas, and there were about a thousand statues.

The main hall of the holy hall is a vast and solemn hall, surrounded by [-] huge pillars to form a circle and support it. The top is shrouded in a strange glow. In the middle of the hall, there is a circle with a diameter of more than [-] feet. Shaped platform.

Nine stalwart and ten thousand-zhang holy statues with a faint holy light stand on the high platform. Their skin is like white jade, and their appearance is the same as that of a real person. They face nine different directions.

There are nine saints in the universe, and there is another saint who is reincarnated and rebuilt only by saints and strong men who have passed the holy road, and a saint who entered the gods tens of millions of years ago and has not yet come out. These two saints are now They are not considered saints.

In the temple, 36 great emperors, led by Da Luo, showed their real bodies one after another. The Da Luo was five thousand feet long, and the great emperor was six thousand feet long, forming 36 teams.Below the position where the temple is level with the high platform of the holy statue, there is a vast expanse of white clouds and mist. The emperor and Da Luo are sitting cross-legged on the cloud and mist with their eyes closed. They are thousands of feet away from the holy statue. No one speaks, and they all wait quietly with serious expressions. .

There were only three great emperors, and they looked at each other a few times.

The first is Nihuang, the second is Meng Chan, a bald monk in golden Buddhist robes, and the third is Qu Yunji.

Nihuang and Mengchan, both are strong men who have passed the holy path, so they are naturally competitors in the universe.They know much better than others. There are nine saints in the world, occupying nine seats. The one who was reincarnated and rebuilt, the saints hand in hand protected and retained one of the seats, and there are only ten seats. It hasn't come out for tens of thousands of years. I don't know if it has fallen, and whether it still occupies one of the seats of the twelve saints in the universe. If it occupies, then there will be only one holy seat left, and naturally only one of them can be sanctified.

Nihuang looked at Meng Chan, her indifferent expression exuded a cold light, and there was a terrifying will to block and kill gods and Buddhas, faintly, ruthless Taoist intentions had already attacked Meng Chan.

Meng Chan always had a smile of Maitreya Buddha on his face, but he had already used his own method to confront Nihuang.

In the temple, Da Luo couldn't sense it, but the great emperors felt a terrible aura intertwining, and they knew what was going on in their hearts, and they kept their faces calm, sensing everything in secret.

"What did you do to the Holy One?" Nihuang was confronting Meng Chan when Qu Yunji's divine sense sound transmission suddenly landed in Nihuang's mind, and she carried a three-inch sharp black short knife with a strange smell in Nihuang's mind. Shuttle and wreak havoc at hundreds of times the speed of light.

This sword is a magic weapon of the soul. Qu Yunji has accumulated the soul of the emperor for thousands of years, and it specializes in cutting the soul of the enemy.

Nihuang felt a stabbing pain in her mind, her brows were furrowed, she stopped confronting Meng Chan, her face sank, and she mobilized her soul to imprison the magic weapon.

It's just that the magic weapon disappeared without a trace in an instant.

Qu Yunji saw that Nihuang was injured like her and hadn't recovered yet, so she shot directly. Nihuang was injured, and she must have fought against the Holy One. What about the Holy One?

Half a month ago, she sensed the turmoil in the Luoxue region, as well as the terrifying holy aura, presumably it was the time for the fight.

"Kill it." Nihuang's voice came coldly.When she confronted Meng Chan, what she was fighting was the integration of her own Dao and Dao, not a real battle. If it was a real battle, Qu Yunji's sneak attack would cause her no small trouble, it was shameful.

"Killed? I don't believe it!" Qu Yunji's heart trembled. Although she still sat cross-legged and closed her eyes quietly, she could see a trace of uneasiness on her face, and she said through voice transmission, "You inhumane person shouldn't How could such a cheap thing be able to kill the Holy One?"

If the saint falls, she will not be very sad if she says she is sad, but she is sure that she will feel bad.

Nihuang was only injured, but Shengzun was missing. Could it be that he was really killed?
If so, she must protect and take good care of his sister.

"Scrap? When I become a saint, I will show you who is the slut."

"You can't become a saint, the emperor is waiting to see you killed by Daozhen!" Qu Yunji said, her attitude was different from Nihuang's when the saint said that the ruthless way could not become a saint, she firmly believed that it would be so, and therefore Not too afraid, at least there is still a lot of vitality.

During the verbal confrontation between the two, the nine holy statues suddenly shook with holy light.

The sacred majesty makes every living being in awe from the heart. A saint is equal to the Dao, equal to the heaven and the earth. The reverence for the heaven and the earth is innate in the living beings, and they all fly back thousands of feet away from the holy statue.

"Welcome to the coming of the Holy One!" All the living beings stood up and bowed in unison.

Looking up again, feeling excited.

Most of the people present have never seen a saint, and it is definitely a very honorable thing to feel the breath of the most holy.

I saw the nine holy statues come alive at this moment, their majestic eyes swept across the temple, and the eyes of the saint stayed on Nihuang for a moment.

"It is inconvenient for me to come here in my real body, and I hereby come to you with holy thoughts, and I will wait for your orders."

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In the dark, Hua Wuyu has been here for half a month.

This is a special land boundary, which is dark red in color.

The weird flames never stop.

Hua Wuyu swallowed the sacred artifact, and has unsealed to the saint, but has not ushered in the saint's robbery. Here, it seems to be a place isolated from the universe. He walks in the sea of ​​fire, constantly sensing and catching something that he can't sense. An easy to catch breath.

The underworld fire that can burn the soul of a saint surrounds him all the time, Hua Wuyu let it go, but followed the intermittent induction and flew in one direction.

Suddenly, Hua Wuyu suddenly stopped.

When he left the earth, he took everything about Mu Jiuqing away, so he had a lot of hair.

He wore these strands of hair on his hands or embedded them somewhere on his body for later use, or placed them in the space ring. At this moment, a few strands of hair vibrated and suddenly flew in one direction.

Hua Wuyu's heart moved, "Nihuang suppressed her mother and younger brother to Shenming. This place should be Shenming. Nihuang must have a close relationship with Qing'er, so her mother's younger brother is also related to Qing'er." She has already used her supernatural powers, as long as she senses the breath related to Qing'er, there will be a reaction.

As soon as the hair flew away, Hua Wuyu chased after him immediately.

The supernatural power on the hair is a saint-level supernatural power, and the sensing distance is far away, and it will take a lot of time at the speed of a saint.

Half an hour later, Hua Wuyu let go of his consciousness, and far away, two weak souls were struggling in the underworld fire, drifting at will, with extremely painful expressions on their faces.

One of them has a similar appearance to Nihuang.

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　The collapse of the book is too severe, and it is almost finished. It is expected to finish the book with more than 80 words. It is reasonable to finish the book, and the pace will not be fast or slow.

　　
　
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