Fantasy: Play As The Sage Of Ancients Times

If I become a demon, there will be no Buddha in the world!

At the moment when these words were spoken, a thunderstorm exploded above the entire Qingshen Lake.

In the Buddha Land, dare to say killing Buddhas all over the Western Regions, this is simply outrageous and unbearable.

In the entire Western Regions, I don't know how many powerhouses, Great Emperor powerhouses, or even Quasi Emperor Saints.

Even a lot of Buddhist powerhouses finally self-emerge and feedback this piece of land, so there are countless powerhouse marks between heaven and earth.

When Jiang Xuan said such rebellious remarks, there seemed to be a Buddha between heaven and earth - angry eyes!

"Humph! 35

Jiang Xuan snorted coldly and wiped his palm in the air. All visions were completely vanished, and it was nothing but an obsession with death.

"Those who dare to touch me, I want you to be buried with me!"

Jiang Xuan snorted coldly. There were many people in the vicinity who were sweating profusely and hardly dared to move.

They are the people who were sent to supervise this place, and since it is the place where Jiang Xuan exists, they may come back.

Originally they were all relaxed, but suddenly, Jiang Xuan's arrival made them all chill. That is a demon king who kills without blinking an eye, who is not afraid?

Even everyone could feel his anger, which was about to subvert the entire Qingshen Lake. Although they were far apart, the monstrous anger and pressure made everyone unable to move.

Their strength is not weak, but at this moment, they are trying their best to bury their own traces and dare to show their faces. Isn't that courting death?

But The next moment, everyone felt a monstrous force pressed down, as if it could crush their bodies.

It's like Mount Tai pressing the top!

At this moment, many people's bodies are splitting, about to collapse, and their muscles and bones are creaking, and they are about to be cut off.

"Do not!

Someone roared, but his body was collapsing, and he couldn't bear this extreme pressure at all.

Above their heads, a foot slowly stepped down.

That kind of gesture, as if it was just stepping on a few ants who didn't know the heights of the sky.

Jiang Xuan's face was indifferent, he was not a king, and letting them attack him would have no effect.

"Jiang Xuan, we are from Baqingxuan Temple, we have something to say..."

Someone spoke. He was the leader of the team. He was slightly stronger. Although he could barely move, he struggled to speak, trying to dissuade Jiang Xuan.

"Baqingxuan Temple?"

Jiang Xuan spoke softly, his footsteps stopped, and everyone else was overjoyed, who doesn't want to live?

They all felt that Baqingxuan Temple should be able to deter Jiang Xuan, and that Baqingxuan Temple bought the entire Guangyintian as some of the top forces.

Among them, it is divided into eight veins, Tiandi Xuanhuang Universe, and the one who shot this time is also the person from the wild veins, Master Huangqing.

The establishment of Baqingxuan Temple is not very long, but in this era of no saints in the world, Power is the strongest fighting force, and Guangyintian has their place.

Even because of the domineering behavior of Baqingxuan Temple, no one dared to provoke them in the entire Guangyintian, which also led to their increasing expansion. They are well-known guardians in the entire Guangyintian. This time in Jiang Xuan suffered a loss, how could he give up easily.

The layout this time was also arranged by Master Huang Qing himself through Jiang Xuan's news.

Although he didn't know the relationship between Jiang Xuan and the young boy, he didn't even have any special ability in Xiao Liu.

However, through the means of searching for souls, he had an insight into the content in an instant, and he naturally knew that Jiang Xuan cared about this child.

He didn't know if Jiang Xuan would save him. To save him, that is to ask Jun to enter the urn. If he didn't save him, it would also destroy Jiang Xuan's Dao heart and make Jiang Xuan sick.

This is the behavior of Baqingxuan Temple. It is domineering and insidious, which makes people hate it, but there are very few people who can provoke them. Those top-level forces disdain to care about Baqingxuan Temple, which leads to the growth of Baqingxuan Temple. .

Under the desperate eyes of those people, Jiang Xuan stomped his feet gently, and the area below was turned into ruins.

"Baqingxuan Temple, it should be destroyed!"

Jiang Xuan threw himself away, and there must be a river of blood.

The strong wind blew, wild leaves fluttered, thousands of layers of sand were rolled up, and many weeds were uprooted. This is the northern part of Guangyintian, a very bitter and cold place.

The north wind blows the white grass, and in some places in the north, there are sporadic snowflakes all year round.

The mountains are ups and downs, some areas are covered with white snow, and some areas are still green. This is the Northland, and the performance of the bitter cold land is different in different places.

Of course, the peak must be silver and white, and there will be greenery under the mountainside, but occasionally it will be completely covered by snowflakes.

"Crack!

In the distance, there is a snow-white ice crow flying, which is a special mourning bird, similar to a crow, but with a snow-white body and the same sound.

...... ask for flowers ........

A savage beast died, attracting hundreds of mourning birds, pecking at ice meat, scavenging bones, and the scene was bloody.

"These mourning birds include Monster Qi, and some of them are about to become spirits. In the extreme cold, there are some special wild beasts and monsters. Although ordinary people can kill them, it is really difficult to live in such an environment." Someone spoke, apparently a newcomer.

"Is that kid really going to be here? In this place where birds don't shit, adults can't survive, let alone him." Someone frowned.

"You underestimate him, he has already entered the practice initially, his physique is not weak, he doesn't look like a child, I heard that he escaped."

This kind of news was naturally spread by Master Huangqing himself. On the one hand, it was to attract Jiang Xuan, and on the other hand, it was to attract more people to come, just to encircle and suppress Jiang Xuan.

This is a very desolate corner of the northwest.

But there are no people among them, and they have been idle for a long time. I don't know how many years ago, people among them died because of a mutation.

But in the dilapidated little house, there was a little boy, curled up in a ball.

He was dirty all over, and his small clothes had long since been torn. He was a veritable little beggar.

His little face was red from the cold, and his whole body was tattered. He looked pitiful. He only had a pair of big eyes that were still bright, showing hope.

He is Xiaoliu. After witnessing the destruction of the small fishing village, Master Huangqing took him all the way away, and finally put him in the extreme north and let him fend for himself.

"I want to live!"

In the cold wind, the little boy shivered, his lips that were frozen to black purple trembled slightly, and he said something.

I don't know how long it took, the wind and snow stopped, he couldn't stop, he could only survive if he left here.

In the end, a little boy in tattered clothes walked away alone against the wind and snow, his back was solitary, and the heavy snow was about to drown him.

His voice was very childish, with tears on his face, and he muttered: "I won't die..."

The wind and snow fluttered, and the lonely little body left a shallow footprint in the heavy snow, leading all the way to the distance.