Legend of the Cultivation God

Chu Yun and Fuxi Tianwang started, and other Chu parents always played against other kings. The momentum and power of these masters of the Eight Forces are truly earth-shattering, but the control and control of the strength is amazing, one by one. The control is within a thousand miles, although within a thousand miles, both the sky and the light and shadow are blurred, but others can't see who wins or loses.

Of course, the power of their fights has not leaked out, and the people who are still strangled on the sword map.

At this time, Murong Junpeng and Murong, who were full of bruises and bruises, looked at the fight in the sky from the clouds. They thought a lot, and they heard Murong Jiang say some secrets, but they did not expect this Chu family. The trap actually attracted the king of Leiyin Temple! Although these kings are not the real kings of Buddhas, they are just praises of the Buddha's guardianship in the coming days, but they will know the far-reaching influence of today's war with a little heel! This... is simply a preview of the Fairy Buddha!

"Fourteen uncles..." Murong looked at the Yunli six-product monk who had just been attacked by the two men. The flesh and blood infiltrated into the sword and disappeared. He whispered, "Let's still have a way to escape! If Stay here... sooner or later, you will be killed! This is not the battle we can decide!"

"Yun, you think the old man doesn't want to go!" Murong Junpeng smiled bitterly. "As soon as I enter the sword map, I will merge with the sword map. The sword map will not be withdrawn. I can't leave! This is in Yuxi. I can understand it!"

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"But..." Murong argued from the cloud. "The previous Xiaohua seemed to be able to escape from the sword..."

"It's a pity that he is dead!" Murong Junpeng shook his head. "He may be using the secret of the door! It is not my Confucianism!"

"Don't you... is Yuner going to die here?" Murong was pale from the face of Yun, because she had already seen that the fight of nearly a dozen swords in the left has stopped like this one, but the sword The survivors of the Buddha are the guardians of the Buddha. These monks are as **** as themselves. But in their eyes, they saw killing and turning a blind eye, turning their heads to look at themselves.

"Boom..." The disaster is not alone, just in the distance from Murong from the clouds, a huge turning pot is like a mountainous turn. A golden Buddha light on both sides of the pot is like a two-chain chain. Rotating around the sword, hundreds of Confucian disciples were strangled by this Buddha and Honglian fire. The flesh fell on the sword map, and now this Buddha light and industry fire is rolling toward the direction of Murong from the cloud! In the sky above the pot, a king in a weird robes read the sutra in the mouth, and the face was evoked by the expressionless pot.

The Chu family dispatched the owner and the seven elders this time, but the king of the blissful world has already determined the power of the Chu family. This time, the king who came through the transmission channel has nine, and the other eight kings fight with the Chu family. The remaining kings easily harvested the lives of the Chu disciples.

"Hey, I will say it. The Buddhism disciples are all Taoist generations. Everything is kind and tight. What do you say to sweep the floor? Don't hurt the ants, and cherish the moth gauze lights. They are all fart. Look at you one by one." How can they be sad if they are seen by the believers in Changsheng Town! How could the Buddhism in their hearts be like this?" Suddenly. A faint, actually with a voice of rumbling came from the sky. That Murong listened to the ear from the cloud, and her face gave birth to an incredible look. She almost screamed in disbelief. "Two...two uncles? How did his old man come? Seven uncles??"

"Yes, of course, is the second uncle!" Murong Junpeng is also a bit like a weeping, shouting. "There are only two uncles and other sages who can kill this king!"

However, it is not waiting for Murong Junpeng to look up and see, "Booming rumbling..." A cloud column suddenly flew from another direction, waiting for the sword map to be formed, and it was turned into a big hand. Exploring. It is the transport channel that grabs the hand, and the number of the giant dragons that are bigger than the dragons are born from the void, and flickering on both sides of the big hand, "banging..." a deafening loud noise, that The transmission channel turned out to be a big move, and it took more than a hundred miles to move around! However, just moved a hundred miles, the green essays within the transmission channel suddenly became crazy, as if thousands of butterflies flashed their wings, "Boom..." In the blink of an eye, the entire transmission channel collapsed, and a green flashover Thunder flew out, it was just above the big hand, the huge Haoran crystal on the big hand was defeated, and the whole big hand collapsed...

"Silk..." Murong took a breath of cold air from the cloud and almost shouted, "This... Which star is this predecessor?"

However, the big hand dissipated, and the cloud column disappeared into the void. The Wen Xing, who had never appeared before, never left a trace of breath. He said that Murong did not know from the cloud, that is, Murong Junpeng did not know which star was. A whim is a hit!

At this time, Rong Rong can not tolerate more thoughts from Yun and Murong Junpeng, but seeing the sky above, the light and shadow flashed together, and the faces familiar to each other are like the flashes of the moon, the mood that is already desperate. It has been overflowed with surprises.

Murong cried from the cloud and cried: "The public...the public is arrogant, the literary sect, the end of the wood, the stone, the sacred, the emperor, the sect, the sacred, the sacred, the sacred, the sacred, the sacred, the sacred, the sacred, the sacred, the sacred How come we all come?"

"What's more!" Murong Junpeng also laughed at the side. "From the first-class family, there are also Kong Chengwensheng, Mengmeng Wensheng, the second-class family's Mo Xiewensheng, Zou Zhenwensheng and Lu Chenwensheng are also coming!"

"These old people..." Murong lost his voice from the cloud. "The news they are coming to, how can the seven uncles not tell us?"

"The news that Wen Sheng is coming, it is said that it is the seven uncles. Now it seems that even the Chu family... may not know it!" Murong Junpeng looked at the disciples who were degraded by the Chu family on the sword map, and Above the sky, with the Buddha, the Emperor of Heaven and the Emperor of Heaven, the eight masters of the Chu family, whispered.

Murong changed slightly from the cloud, suddenly seemed to understand something, nodded slightly, no longer dare to ask anything! The secret inside is not something she can know. Now she only knows that she can survive, which is stronger than anything else.

After the appearance of more than a dozen Wensheng, in addition to Lu Chen against the king in a weird robes, the other sacred sacred figures are swaying, teleporting on the sword map, and in a moment there will be nine Buddhas guarding the king. The battle group is surrounded by the middle. As for the sword map, the Buddhist sects of the Confucian disciples are still being slashed. They don’t even look at it! Because, in the direction of the emergence of Wen Sheng, Mu Rongjiang and other family disciples also came soon...

More than a dozen Wensheng stood in midair, and the strong atmosphere of the whole body shrouded the space above the sword map. The origin of this breath is Confucianism. It is very easy to unite. At a glance, although they may not be able to see each other, their mutual intentions have long passed through this breath exchange, and the public sentiment and other five sacred chanting inscriptions, the body inflicted into the battle group, helping the Chu parents, Kong Cheng, etc. The six sacred priests lifted their hands and each took them toward the sword figure under them.

Confucianism seeks to cover the sky with only one hand, and these six big hands cover the whole day. Waiting to fall into the sword map, the entire sword figure trembled violently, and then tens of millions of swordsmen stabbed into the sky. Not only that, the countless Haoran crystal silk in the sky has fallen into this sword column, and the Jianzhu has just rushed out of a thousand feet to have the thickness of a mountain.

"Oh..." The Swordsman made an astonishing sound of swords, and one of them was condensed into the body of the sacred body. It was the Buddha's Guardian King who held the sword column and stabbed it to each battle group!

"Amitabha, this seat is really a long experience today. Not only did you see the Confucianism, the sage, the man, but also the Confucianism and the sacredness of the people. The so-called arrogance, the so-called ambition, the so-called top-down, but the paper The text above the surface is just a mask used to whitewash the Taiping!" Fuxi Tianwang eventually lost the combination of Chu Yun and the public, and the two men’s joint efforts, struggling to get out of the battle group and screaming, he The Snapdragon under the foot has now been smashed, and the whole body is extremely convulsed, and it is no longer visible.

In the public, the five-color true gas on the top of the dome is condensed into a half-piece bauhinia. From the chaotic and awe-inspiring temperament and mindfulness, the body shape is formed. Cold and cold: "There is a way to protect the law, except for the magic Buddha." What is it? I am a Confucian school, you invade my territory, kill my disciples, and want to talk about justice with my Confucianism?"

"My Buddha is truly bright and right, Buddha Guangpu is a sentient being, and you can't justify the Confucianism and the righteousness of the Confucianism. The people of Limin in the Tibetan Immortals choose my Buddhist scriptures. You don't have to save the Buddha, but it is not the Buddha." The magic in the eyes? You wait for such a trap, to lure me to the hook, what is the difference between the singer and the seduce in front of the brothel? What other faces do you want to talk about in front of the seat?" Seeing the transmission channel already Destroyed, the surrounding space was also blocked by more than a dozen Wensheng. Fuxi Tianwang knew that today's events are difficult to end, simply tearing his face, and even the words "娼妓" are placed on the head of Confucianism.

Others may not care, but the abnormality of the red and green face of Chu Yun is not only because the trap of the blood of this **** is the setting of his Chu family, but also because of the problem of the origin of the eight beautiful plastics he had previously attached. For a time, although there is the strength of Yuanli eight products, Chu Yun’s heart can’t help but be messy. Chu Yun’s heart was a mess, and immediately he was seen by Fuxi Tianwang. The Fuxi Heavenly King did not see any move. The Chu Yun’s chest suddenly gave birth to a Buddha’s light, but this Buddha’s light was not the right way, but the belt. Bloodshot, each cluster of Buddha light with the shape of a devil.

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