All Heavens: Traveling At The Same Time, But The Clones Are All Women

In the void, there is Lingshan Mountain in the west.

"Buddha...Buddha!"

Master Mang Mang's heart swayed when he saw this scene that existed in the scriptures. Especially when he saw the huge and infinite Buddha sitting in the void, surrounding the nebulae, pointing one finger to the sky and the other to the ground, he suddenly felt as humble as an ant.

After hundreds of years of cultivating Buddhism, how can I not be trembling when I see the Tathagata today?

But he came to his senses immediately.

There is only an illusion in the sky.

Where did Xitianling Mountain come from?

With this thought, the illusion suddenly breaks.

But it was too late. Master Mangmang screamed and felt that there was an extra hand on the indestructible heavenly spirit cover. That hand was white and slender, but it seemed to have gathered the terrifying power of the wind and thunder of heaven and earth, and the four extremes of the universe.

"I developed this trick myself and have never asked anyone to try it. You are lucky."

The hand slowly pressed down.

Haotian Shenhui and Tianmo Moyuan, two majestic energies with completely opposite properties, slowly merged and collided in that hand. A terrifying explosion that could destroy half of the Central Plains was concentrated in the palm of one hand.

Light and shadow intersect.

"Crack!"

The space, along with the vast body of Vajra Dharma of the great master, collapsed together.

The scattered energy was vented in all directions.

Fortunately, it was in the sky, but it still set off a hurricane like a natural disaster. Pieces of golden flesh and blood were minced into powder, and fell into the world with the sudden heavy rain.

Miao Miao, the real person floating in the palace, now only has his soul. His eyes are dull, and he seems to be completely unable to accept the facts he sees.

One blow.

Arhat falls?

Even the soul of the relic has not escaped?

This is something that has never happened in the world of Red Mansions. When they planned Zhang Sanfeng, it took them several years to force him into a corner. How could it be so fast?

Violence!

That is extreme violence!

Destroy the rules, ignore the legal principles, and only use the most essential power to fight and kill!

This completely different fighting method stunned Master Miaomiao. Not only him, but also the Fairy Jinghuan who had been watching in Taixu Illusion Realm also showed an expression of disbelief at this moment.

"When did such a vicious person appear in the world?"

However, before they could think about it, Chen Hao fell straight into the palace.

Now that we have become enemies.

Then they must be exterminated.

Master Miaomiao was extremely frightened.

He wasn't afraid before, that's because after practicing to his level, the soul is very difficult to kill.

However, he watched helplessly as the fierce man in white wiped out both body and soul with just one move. How could he still have the courage to enjoy himself here?

The pale golden spirit rose into the sky.

He fled in the palace where he used to live.

Chen Hao stretched out his left hand to hold it slightly, and a golden dragon-headed bow appeared in his hand again.

Shoot the bow and arrow!

The palace was protected by dragon energy, so any form of energy attack would be greatly reduced, so he directly used the strongest physical attack.

One arrow shot!

The golden dragon of luck roars!

The palace suddenly fell silent for a moment.

Emperor Daxing stayed in the Leopard Room in Xiyuan. All the rare and exotic animals looked up to the sky at the same time, became a little restless, and screamed one after another.

The atmosphere of heaven and earth is changing.

Suddenly, a huge gap appeared in the middle of the huge white marble square in Xiyuan. The broken palace door was pushed open, and Chen Hao slowly stepped into it.

There were no bodies inside.

There was only blood and flesh smeared all over the floor.

Nothing remains but death.

"Idiot, do you think I won't dare to take action if I hide in the crowd?"

Chen Hao spoke indifferently, his eyes falling on the golden dragon of luck looming in front of him. The latter had a ferocious face and spit out golden flames.

Although Chen Hao fired his bow not long ago and slaughtered tens of thousands of Japanese pirates along the southeast coast.

The original intention of this move was out of the national complex of the previous life.

As a result, his actions eliminated the military disaster in the southeast, quelled the serious troubles that had plagued the Ming Dynasty for many years, and directly brought the weak Golden Dragon of Fortune back to life.

But the Luck Golden Dragon is not a real creature and has no memory or wisdom.

It will not be grateful to Chen Hao.

"hold head high--!!!"

Chen Hao ignored the Luck Golden Dragon.

His whole body was burning with the divine brilliance of Haotian, which was extremely pure, extremely sacred, and extremely solemn. He was walking in the world like a god. In the distance, Emperor Jiajing was shouting about the gods and bowing to him from a distance.

Chen Hao ignored the emperor who was obsessed with cultivating Taoism and cultivating demons. His expression was a little strange.

The soul of Master Miaomiao.

It was clearly right in front of him.

But it felt like he was in a very far away place.

It's so close, but it seems so far away.

"I have to admit that it is really difficult to kill the practitioners in this world."

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The outer suburbs of Beijing.

Xuandu Guanzhong.

Jia Jing, dressed in Taoist attire, was washing his hands and face by the clear water stream in the temple.

He was preparing for the evening meditation practice.

He is the grandson of Ningguo Gong Jia Yan, the second son of Jia Daihua, the hereditary first-class Shenwei general of Jingying Jiedu, and a Jinshi of Yimao Branch.

He could have been the leader of the Jia family, but he had the same problem as Jiajing. Both of them were addicted to Taoism. Jia Jing had been practicing in Xuanzhen Temple all year round, burning elixirs and refining mercury, ignoring other things, and allowing his family to do whatever they wanted.

In the plot of Red Mansions, he died of burning and swelling due to eating too much cinnabar.

Like other people in the Jia family, they met a tragic fate.

But now.

His destiny changed.

Lowering his head and washing his face, Jia Jing was suddenly startled.

As if by mistake, he stretched out his stiff hands to hold a cup of water, and slowly covered it on his face.

The next moment, his old and stereotyped face became gentle and handsome, as if he had changed into a different person, and his temperament also changed to an immortal one.

"Let's just stay in this body for a while..."

His expression was peaceful.

There was just a hint of panic in the tranquility.

Deep in the panic, hatred began to burn.

"who?!"

His eyes suddenly changed, and his breath became extremely violent. Just as he was about to turn around, he spit out blood as if he was struck by lightning, and fell out in a state of embarrassment.

"who--!"

Right behind him.

A beautiful girl in white clothes and bare feet stands quietly.

She smiled sweetly and raised one arm gently.

Behind her, a huge celestial body was condensed, fused with Susanoo's martial arts skills. Somehow, she was brought to the realm of the Heavenly King.

The realm of martial arts above the Grand Master.

He condensed his essence and energy with his soul and transformed it into the appearance of the king of heaven. In terms of power, he could already shake the mountains.

The king's house is going great, don't stop him.

"Who are you?"

Master Miaomiao coughed up blood and asked, "What grudge does Pindao have against you?"

"Wu'er, I don't have any grudge against you."

She looked delicate and helpless: "There is no way. The little sister at home can't worry about her big brother, so she had to arrest me... Taoist priest, can you die obediently?"

"Stop talking nonsense. It would be better if you just kill him! We are all decisive in killing, but you, the demon girl, like to talk nonsense!"

A six-year-old immature girl.

I don’t know when he appeared next to Hanhan.

She looked about six or seven years old, with a childish and cute face, but an extremely cold expression.

Miao Miao's pupils shrank: "Crimson Pearl Immortal Grass?!"

While he was talking, he wanted to get his soul out of his body.

"The Sharingan can't see the soul, but the Byakugan can."

Huanwan's black and white eyes flashed, and the martial arts master stretched out a palm with condensed vitality, and a terrifying concentrated force field appeared in the palm of his hand.

She seemed to have taken the Heavenly Demon Kung to a new level.

Abandoning the former reincarnation of heaven and man, the ability to devour vitality remained, and in her hands evolved into a black spot that destroyed everything.

"No! Don't-ahhh!"

Amid the screams, the spirit that floated out was quickly drawn in by the black dot.

The pale golden Taoist soul deformed and shattered, and thousands of colors were twisted in it.

Miao Miao’s thousand-year memory.

It was also completely absorbed by Huanwan.

At the same time, Chen Hao and Daiyu were startled, but both looked happy.

"Psychic gem... no, sky-repairing stone!!"

"Quick, quick, quick! The Sky Mending Stone is a fragment of the world, it must be taken down!"

"Where's the jungler? Speed! I feel like someone is coming from the sky..."

The three people rushed towards Jia's house.

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