Journey to the West: Writing Ten Thousand Worlds

In an instant, heavy rain suddenly fell from heaven and earth, as if to bid farewell to him.

“Lei Bu, what’s going on! Today, there is rain in the country of Baoxiang? ”

“No, I’m just wondering.”

The strange coming of this rain made all the immortal Buddhas a little puzzled.

However, only those who are familiar with the “Ten Thousand Worlds Daily” have guessed some truth.

“This is the heavens bidding farewell to it, it is a child of destiny in a small world, it is really a pity that it has fallen like this!”

“yes, I actually like him a lot!”

Two immortal gods sighed slightly, and their words resonated with many people who had seen “The Prodigal Son of the Border City” and “The Bright Moon Knife of the World”.

As for the others who have not seen it, they are listening to the look of confusion, what the hell?

The rain is longing to speak, but there is no trace of will, the wind is compassionate, but there is no cut and cherished each other, if there is love in the world, how can the wind and rain not stop, if the world is ruthless, how can the wind and rain know the fate.

“You are the mourning of other people’s stories, like the falling leaves, drifting with the wind, finding no direction, proving that there are your footprints on the road, but not in heaven, but only that bleak red, telling the sorrow of blood.”

“Horse stepping on the starry sky, majestic body, stunning battle, shooting down the divine moon, breaking the ancient myth, building a brilliant imperial road, becoming a swan song, but that is only the glory of others.”

“Wandering, confused, where, struggling, searching, a pile of bones on the road of testimony notes your desolation!”

“This paragraph, send you! This part of the road, accompany you! ”

Jiang Hao held Fu Hongxue’s corpse, step by step towards Jiuyu, towards the Yellow Spring.

The tragic and poignant song once again echoed heaven and earth, which was the final swan song symbolizing Fu Hongxue: “Emperor of Heaven, Emperor of Earth.” The eyes bleed, and the moon has no light. Once you enter the Ten Thousand Horse Hall, the knife is broken, and the intestines are broken! Emperor of the Heavens, Emperor of the Earth. Tears are like blood, people break their intestines. As soon as I entered the Wanma Hall, I wanted to return to my hometown. ”

Nine Ghosts, Netherworld Mansion.

“Newspapers… Report…… The man came with a corpse! After seeing Jiang Hao’s figure, the ghost soldiers hurriedly reported it.

Just like the Immortal Buddha, the Netherworld Mansion was also always paying attention to the westward movement, and they actually wanted to contact Jiang Hao for a long time.

“Come in, please!” The ten temples of Yan Luo spoke at the same time.

Led by black and white impermanence, the bull head and horse face opened the way, the road was extremely smooth, and he did not even encounter the slightest obstruction, and directly came to the Nether Hall.

In the Netherworld Hall, ten proud kings, on the seat that symbolizes the power of the king of the earthly mansion, the ghost air flow around the body turns, and the eyes open and close, reflecting the boundless purgatory scene.

“The purpose of my visit, you Chu!” Jiang Hao said.

“Naturally clear, but unfortunately it is difficult to do!” King Qin Guang shook his head.

“How hard?” Jiang Hao said again.

“That sword is really amazing, killing a half-step Taiyi in the posture of a heavenly immortal, but unfortunately it is a sword sacrificed with the aura of life, and it is not only life that is sacrificed, but also soul!” Chujiang King Road.

“I naturally know, but just because it’s hard to do doesn’t mean it can’t be done, right? Name your requirements! Jiang Hao sneered.

“You’re going to write a book specifically for our prefecture!” Bian Cheng Wang Dao.

“I also want to write a book for our Ten Temples Yan Luo!” King Tarzan.

“Fair, naturally you can’t forget it!” Equality is king.

“Only in this way, our side will make a move!” King Yan Luo.

Airplanes! Airplanes!

As soon as the words fell, a sword flew out of the Qiankun Ring and stood in front of the Ten Temples Yan Luo.

The sword qi was raging, Jiang Hao’s murderous aura surged around him, and the entire prefecture was in turmoil, and the great coercion made Yan Luo of the ten halls have a sense of suffocation.

“You guys, do you deserve it?”

Jiang Hao smiled sarcastically, he put Fu Hongxue’s body aside, and then he was about to pick up the sword and kill the so-called Ten Temples Yan Luotong.

Threat? Stress?

I’m sorry, he Jiang Hao never eats this set, if he doesn’t shoot, then he will hit you.

“Ha, enough arrogance!” King Qin Guang laughed.

“Tai Yi, so what, do you really think that the world is invincible?” King Chu Jiang sneered.

“Let me meet him!”

King Yan Luo said disdainfully, and then he stood up, and suddenly a powerful momentum erupted, and countless ghosts and gods wailed in an instant.

He punched out, and actually faintly condensed with the general trend of the prefecture, and struck Jiang Hao with the mighty power of six reincarnations, which was simply mighty.

Jiang Hao was not afraid at all, he also punched his fists, strong with strong blows, hard and hard, facing the confrontation head-on!

Wuquan, for the first time in a complete posture in front of the world, this is Jiang Hao’s self-created method, smelting the martial arts exercises of many martial arts worlds into a furnace, born out of the world.

This punch crushed the Nine Heavens, shook the Nine Ghosts Hell, and the vast golden light boiled, sweeping in all directions, swallowing mountains and rivers.

The two fists clashed, and with a roar, the aftermath of the fist power condensed into a huge beam of light that tore through the Nine Ghosts and rolled towards the endless firmament.

Some of the immortal gods watching the battle were affected, and they were directly beaten until they vomited blood, and they were shocked, this was the first time that the prefecture showed sharp fangs.

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