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Chapter 311 73. The world calls it the immortal

In Tianzhu, the mountains and rivers are dilapidated, the rivers and rivers are blood-stained, and the corpses are piled up, and the stench is unbearable.

This is a glorious ancient country, a land that has never fallen in the face of rise, rebirth, and invasion of ancient monks.Now, it was only because of the arrival of one person that it became such a scene.

"Amitabha..." The old monk folded his palms together and chanted in a low voice. The center of his brow was cracked and blood flowed down his cheek.

Behind, a huge golden body of Buddha is torn apart.

What shattered together with this Buddha statue was the lives of thousands of living beings. They died together under that sword. Looking from a distance, they couldn't see the peak, and even the iron tree called Ultimate Bliss collapsed. The sand rain has become the coffin of these thousands of creatures.

In the sky, the clouds rumbled, the light flickered, and finally converged.

The god statue withdrew its gaze, and the man also withdrew his sword, and stopped looking here, as if he didn't care about the life and death of the creatures here.

The Peacock Daming King was not dead, Cui Yu was stained red with blood, and the fragments of the Buddha's golden body protected him from death in the end.This king respected by the world crawled and struggled on the ground, and the wings that could travel thousands of miles in the past fell weakly, and the aura flowed, but it only made the wound on his body worse.

The old monk bowed his head and finally chanted the Buddha's name.

The Buddha's golden body disappeared completely, and the clouds that opened up in the sky closed up, and the creatures on the ground could no longer see the statue and the suspended continent.King Daming turned his head abruptly. He looked in the direction of the old monk. The old man finally bowed his head and didn't raise it again. He died peacefully.

The peacock neighed, and the pain that erupted in his heart was more terrifying than tearing apart the Buddha statue among the thousands of feathers!
The noble King Ming lost his tail feathers, wings, and now, even lost the only human being who can talk with peace of mind.

But he was powerless to repay his anger.

At this time, scorching air waves spread from all directions. King Daming lost everything in a bloody battle. He failed, but there is a living being who can pay him back!King Daming sensed the flame from the hearts of the world, revenge, resentment, the bliss of the world turned into extreme suffering at this moment, and then set fire to burn everything up!
Someone stepped on the ground lightly, wearing a golden cassock made of gold.

A tall and slender woman, with all kinds of golden edges moving and gathering with her arms.The fallen iron trees re-grow behind them, like an ancient totem inscribed.

The sky and the earth are flickering, black and white are reversed, the world sings, and the Buddhas bow their eyebrows.

The land of ultimate bliss spread out again, with the iron tree as the heart, and the sound of chanting was endless.

"Stop!" Daming King roared.

That's Sibu Jok!
The scriptures say that apart from the five supernatural powers, Garuda has one more thing, which can control yin and yang.But no one has ever seen the current Peng bird reverse day and night. In people's eyes, it is a legend, and the things in the legend should not exist even now.

But King Daming knew that Sibu Zhuo did have such a thing.

a vial.

It is usually worn around her neck, and most people see it as a glazed necklace.Reverse yin and yang, reverse the world from black to white.The formation of this kind of fetish is a legend, but Sibu Zhuo is too young, she can't master this kind of power at all!

The imbalance of yin and yang will even create more serious consequences than it is now!
The woman came to the old monk's side, stretched out her hand, and the old monk's body disappeared instantly, as if she had pierced the phantom.In the end, a clear orb appeared in her hand.

"How slow a person is, how angry he is to give, and when he falls into a Garuda, he is always at ease." The woman sang softly.

In her other hand, a bottle is suspended, two feet four inches high, the crystal-like color is fading, and the dead blackness spreads on the bottle.

On the continent at the top, the man frowned, his hand resting on the hilt of his sword.

"The living and the dead, there are so many people in the world, why not do without me?" the woman said, raising her head, her eyes piercing the sea of ​​clouds.

Standing with a sword in hand, the statue looked down at the world again.

At this time, this piece of heaven and earth is like splashed ink on rice paper, and only by confronting the two can there be color.

…………

In the wind and snow, the lotus trembled.

In her perception, that piece of heaven and earth was stripped away from Kyushu.

Twilight reappearance?
Only this time it should be called "Bliss".

But... something is wrong!This feeling is too weird, as if the place is completely chaotic.Something was messing it up there, a terrible turbulence everywhere.

Can Bliss deal with Zu like Dusk?Lotus knew this was impossible.Just because that ancestor's name was Chunyang Fuyou, what's more, he didn't bring a bone statue like other ancestors, but used everyone to gather false appearances in this world.

This is the dharmakaya.

Even a Wuxiang ancestor would drink hatred under his sword, so what can the living beings do against him?
Nor can bliss!
But the feeling from that piece of heaven and earth is not a taboo event similar to dusk, but someone deliberately crushed it, like a ball of waste paper.

Then suddenly, Snow Lotus was stunned, and her compatriots brought her a picture, the picture of the golden tree, the picture above the silver Great Wall of Yan Kingdom!The statue of the ancestors there holds a plantain fan and stands between the sky and the earth, but the sea of ​​clouds rolls, layers of waves spread, ethereal singing echoes, and the shadow of a giant whale cruises high in the sky.

Ruler of the Seven Seas, Godless King of Ryongyeon!
At the same time, that piece of world was completely cut off from her. It was clearly still in this world, but it seemed that there was an incomparably far distance.

In the distance, Moe subconsciously clenched his long spear.

He sensed extremely terrifying spatial fluctuations.

Bingfeng was thinking, she looked to the south, in the direction of the ancient kingdom of Tianzhu, she realized that they seemed to have overlooked one thing.The boundless sea recedes, and the behind-the-scenes people hidden in the boundless sea are nowhere to be found. So, where is the...ghost who first looked for the root of the boundless sea?
Tianshan, the gate of hell is closed, the woman in red spreads her arms, and the huge door that has always been closed is slowly opened.

Down below, on the cornerstone altar, there was no one there.

…………

Sibu burning in flames.

Her internal organs were burning, but she didn't care, she just wanted to reduce the idol to ashes before burning herself.

But at this moment, someone patted her on the shoulder lightly.

"boom--!"

The golden cassock was forcibly withdrawn, the light disappeared, and the unfinished Yin-Yang bottle was held by a person, and the mutation between heaven and earth came to an end.

She froze, even Gao Tian's Chunyang Fuyou was slightly stunned.

Sibuzhuo lost her strength and fell, and in the last corner of her eyes, she saw a figure with a large robe fluttering in the wind, holding an ancient eight-faced red copper sword.

In this picture, the black robe is turning into vermilion, with golden birds, branches and leaves painted and embroidered on the red dress, black hair like splashed ink is tied up, and a wooden hairpin is stuck behind the head.

King Daming looked up, and he noticed what Sibuzhuo hadn't observed.

Perhaps, it is a mutation that can be seen by the living creatures on this land.

The sea water is rushing to the sky, the sea of ​​clouds is also falling, the galaxy is reflected, a mountain range paved by the starry sky rises and falls, and the gate of heaven opens.

A picture book was burning in the sky, on which was painted an eyeless red dragon. As the picture book disappeared in the fire, the sense of grotesqueness of this world became more and more intense. King Daming was the crowned king, and he and the land under him There is an extremely close connection, but at this time, he can't perceive it anymore, it seems that this place is no longer Kyushu.

"Chunyang Fuyou Master." Li Xi'an said.

The man narrowed his eyes and responded, "The Immortal."

　I said you can't think of it

　　
　
(End of this chapter)