Kryptonian Demon Lord

In the Lizhen Monastery, the Queen of Heaven and others quietly watched the vision in the sky.

The scope of the golden light cloud in the sky is getting bigger and bigger, and the coercion emitted by things in the cloud is getting more and more terrifying. Some monks with low cultivation levels in the temple even couldn't hold on, and lay on the ground.

Even some monks who have reached the divine realm are also struggling to support them tremblingly.

Fortunately, this feeling came and went quickly, and the golden clouds in the sky disappeared without a trace after a while. The terrifying coercion is also like a dream.

At this time, the sky was windless and cloudless, but it was like a sunset glow, stained with a layer of red.

The entire sky was pale red, exuding some kind of unknown aura.

Soon the patter of raindrops fell down and spilled all over the ground. It also caused an uproar among the people on the earth.

The rain was as red as blood, just like the blood of a **** and a man scattered in the world.

The sky is raining blood!

Along with the rain of blood, there was a whining sound that resounded across the world, as if the whole world was crying.

"What's the matter?" Tianhou asked with a green face looking at the abnormality in front of her eyes.

Now is the critical moment for the transition between the old and the new emperor. Any inconspicuous little thing may be over-interpreted, not to mention such a big movement now.

The inexplicable sand and dust weather in Daqian Yuanheng City before has caused some people with ulterior motives to pass on to the heavens to blame. Now it's good, it's raining blood again.

The Queen of Heaven almost expected that it would not be possible to wait for tomorrow, and the dying court would have to discuss things again.

Wukong looked at the scene in front of him and was a little dazed: "Heaven is raining blood, I seem to have heard of this situation somewhere, but I can't remember it for a while!"

The rain of blood is boundless and must extend to the horizon. It seems that it's not just here, the entire surrounding area of ​​Yuanheng City is shrouded in a rain of blood.

It looked like a rain of blood, but there was no trace of blood. On the contrary, it has a strange fragrance. Those people who had been drenched by the rain of blood all felt comfortable all over, all illnesses disappeared, and even some of them had signs of diligence in their cultivation.

Guo Huairen felt the breath of blood rain, and thoughtfully said: "Its fragrance is like orchid and musk, its rhyme is like Tao and law, its sound is like weeping, and its shape is like rain like blood... I am in your dreams. I have seen this record, this is the fall of Hun Yuan, and the world is in sorrow!"

"Ah!" Wukong couldn't help exclaiming. After Guo Huairen's reminder, she also thought of the relevant records like electricity.

"How could it be Hunyuan's fall?" Even if it can correspond to the relevant records, Wukong still has some doubts about the scene in front of him.

At this time, Guo Xiaoru's question reached her ears.

"Mother, what is Hunyuan?"

Wukong was still pale, as if he hadn't heard his daughter's question.

Guo Huairen explained to her: "Hunyuan is a kind of cultivation realm common to all heavens, and is the pinnacle of monks of my generation. It belongs to the realm of Taoism, and is still above Daluo Daojun, and is respected as Taoist ancestor!"

"Of course, in our Buddhism, it is customary to call it the Buddha!"

There are thousands of ways for practitioners to practice, but the most mainstream realm division among the heavens is the four realms of Qi, God, Void, and Dao.

Among them, there are three stages in each realm, such as the forging of the Qi realm, Qi training, and the innate, the golden core, Wuhun, and Yuanshen of the **** realm, and the earth immortal, heaven and gold **** of the imaginary realm.

However, in Dao realm, there are only two realms.

Da Luo Daojun and Hunyuan Dao ancestor!

It is said that there is a third realm in the realm, because no one has ever reached it, so there is no information on that realm at all. Makes that realm also has no name.

It is the state of "unspeakable".

Later, according to his own insights, a peerless power of the pinnacle Dao ancestor level called "big" and "Dao" for the "unspeakable" realm, so he came up with a speculative title, the name is called "Dao". "Broadway"!

However, even in the past, present, and future, the Great Dao Realm has never manifested its power in the Taixu Universe, and the Hunyuan Dao Ancestor is the pinnacle.

Therefore, every Hunyuan Taoist ancestor is an important figure in Taixu that cannot be ignored. It is a tyrannical combat power that can affect the birth and death of an era. It is the Dinghai Shenzhen needle of the holy land orthodoxy, known as the existence of peerless power.

At any time, the fall of a Hunyuan Dao ancestor is an extraordinary event for the entire Taixu universe.

I am afraid that now the rain of blood from the sky is not only appearing near Yuanheng City, but even the entire Dagan, the entire star realm, the entire chaotic star field, and the entire Sanyuan star field will have the same sad vision.

The existence of the realm of Hunyuan Daozu is still too far away from the Queen and Wukong. So when the blood rain just appeared, Wukong didn't think about that.

The consciousness of the 18 Buddhas at Guo Xiaoru's right now is much more acute than Wukong's.

They were also shocked much more than these people who lacked understanding of Hunyuan Dao ancestors.

The entire consciousness space immediately fell into chaos.

"Heaven is raining blood, the world is crying, how can there be signs of Hun Yuan's fall? Is there any peerless power that has fallen during this period?"

"The breath in this rain of blood... not from this era, but from us!"

"What? Which senior brother took this step at the last moment? It's not the right time! If at the end of the era, I have more Buddha's combat power, who will die? It is not yet known..."

"The Nine Yin Candles are so powerful, can Hunyuan Buddha not be able to break through his blockade?"

"No! He is for us. At the cost of the Buddha of Hunyuan, all the vitality is returned to this world. It is to repay the cause and effect of traveling through time and space, and to erase the time imprint left by the candle nine yin. So, then time is empty The Guardian will no longer be able to track me until I wait!"

"This is the great vow method, second only to the great supernatural power of the supreme great aspiration. In the entire Buddhism, there is only one person who can practice this method to such a realm!"

"It's him!"

"An unmoving peace, like the earth, with deep thoughts, like a secret hiding..."

"He broke his vow!"

"It breaks and then stands, and then collapses...For you, I have lost a true Buddha who is expected to have a glimpse of the peak in the future."

"Wait, even if he falls, it is only the future he falls in the passage of time and space. He should still be there in this time and space? I heard that he is one of the oldest figures in my Buddhism, before the gods. It's already a big Luo!"

"No, you don't understand! The supreme great ambition is to overdraw the future, and the great vow method is to overdraw the past. Once the oath is broken, all previous persistence will be in vain and will be backlashed by terror. So, Only at the moment when he breaks the oath can he possess supreme power, almost omnipotent, and even achieve Hunyuan in an instant!"

"It's just that, the corresponding consequences will be borne by his past body. At this time, even if he becomes Da Luo, I am afraid that there will be many terrible calamities and tribulations..."

"Amitabha!"

"Amitabha!"

"Amitabha!"

"Amitabha!"

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"Good rain knows the season, when spring is here!"

Before Juetian Pass, Wu Hao couldn't help but see the blood rain in the sky~www.wuxiaspot.com~ He didn't know why there was such a weird celestial phenomenon, and now the summer has just passed and it is close to autumn. His poems are not suitable.

However, his plants could have made him feel the benefits of this blood rain, so he kept absorbing it, and he was delighted with a few words of joy.

He, who had arranged everything in the Red Lotus Sect, was nourished by the rain of blood containing massive vitality and infinite Taoism, and he no longer suppressed his desire to grow wildly.

He jumped and jumped into the Juetian Pass.

Incarnate as a fairy apricot, right now.

"Haha!" Wu Hao let out a long laugh.

"From now on, the wind is me, the thunder is me, Chunhua is me, Qiushi is me, the branches and leaves are me, and the fruitful fruits are me..."

"I am who I am! The fairy apricot fruit on the fairy apricot tree, the fairy apricot tree crosses the ten thousand Buddhas!"

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