Legend of the Cultivation God

"Grandma's, let's say!" At this time, the heavenly man is also arrogantly yelling, "Otherwise, a family will take you off the throne!!"

The golden-winged Dapeng bird smiled and added the same way: "Hook Chen, I used to see you too much, but after all, it is considered to be the master of one party, and the mind is still there! So if you have any invitation, this holy No special things will be invited! Now look at you again, what seems to be done, every move is not worthy of the identity of the Lord of the Immortal Palace! Xiaozhen people are the Mahayana, the dragon and the phoenix, and the broad mind, Even if this holy man wants to make friends, why don’t you just look at it? The nine princesses were wrong before, but Xiaozhen’s people went to the end of the world and gave you a face. Now that you still don’t give Xiaozhenren face, then No wonder that this holy does not give you face!"

"Hey, bonfire robbery is the gentleman's wind?" Gou Chen Xiandi did not care about the threat of the golden-winged Dapeng bird, faintly said, "Peng Sheng, do you think that you will be afraid of these boring little? And I also believe that Xiao What Lei Shi just said is nothing but arrogance. He will definitely focus on the overall situation and help the master of the Wenqu Palace to break the square. Because, if there are some accidents, there are some things... no one knows it! ”

Xiao Hua looked at the face of Chen Xiandi being hidden under Guanghua. He couldn’t see the expression of Chen Xiandi, but Xiao Hua knew that under the glory... it must be a smug look. Chen Xiandi is the only one who knows the whereabouts of the punishment of the prisoner. Unless he decides to break with the Xiangong, he will search for one inch of the Tibetan continent, otherwise he will not be able to do it at will.

Taking a deep breath, Xiao Hua said coldly and coldly: "When you are under the control of the world's Confucianism, how can you not have the means to smash the intrigues of the four great families? Oh, the golden seat of your majesty? The golden seat is out, the world is confucian Don't admire, your Majesty is still hurrying!"

"If you can bring the gold seat from the inside of the fairy palace, do you still dare to make a big square in this longevity town?" Chen Chendi also sneered, "They just dare to leave the fairy." I am moving my brain when I am in the palace."

"There is no gold seat under the arm, there is a sword of the emperor!" Xiao Hua's gaze fell on the sword of the Emperor Chen Xiandi. Said, "The Son of Heaven can't be out, who dares to stir up the power?"

The meaning of Xiao Hua’s words is very obvious. Even if everyone wants to break the ban at this time. I also have to stop and wait until the Emperor of Heaven’s Emperor’s sword is shot.

"Hey..." Gou Chen Xiandi snorted, and he knew in his own heart that the goal of the four great families was himself. How can you not use the strongest means? However, he wanted to use Xiao Hua's calculations to be defeated. Instead, he was forced to come here by Xiao Hua. It seemed that he had to take the shots, which made him feel very uncomfortable.

"Hey, lazy, rubbing on the urine!" Xiao Hua is also a cold cry, my heart secretly from the abdomen, "At this time, I want to let others contribute, it is really crazy to calculate all the days! If Xiaomou is the East Hao Hao, I am afraid I have to turn this up!"

However, seeing the shape of Chen Xiandi flying up, it has long been a thousand feet. The golden cymbals in the double cymbals were displayed, and they were swept away in the sky, and then they raised their hands to sculpt the sword of the gods. "Oh..." a clear sound, the space within the entire town of Changsheng Town was shaking, and then in the void It reveals awesome pillars. It is a pity that this awe-inspiring pillar is only revealed, and it immediately disappears. Within the square, the void is blocked. The Son of Heaven can only provoke a small amount of awesome!

"Boom..." Seeing the awe-inspiring temper is no longer, the character of Chen Xiandi is swaying, and the emperor wears a glory on the sun and the moon, which represents the dragon shape of Confucianism. Stepping on the colorful clouds from the body of the Chen Xian Emperor, roaring into the Son of Heaven!

"Brush..." But I saw that there are dozens of miles of light and shadow and awe-inspiring breath out of the sword of the Son of Heaven, the sound of dragons and phoenixes, the mountains and rivers, the city Guoshe, and the men and women. The red dust and even the Wenshan Book Sea are reflected in a warm sword light. The sword light is like a surging sword, and the world is in charge. The imperial power of Wanfu is unparalleled and falls to the golden lotus and relic. The intersection of the light.

"Boom..." Under the sword of the Son of Heaven, the roar of the naked eye, the technique of the naked eye and the clear eye, is the golden lotus that is invisible to the mind and the gods, and the relics are revealed. Out of Xiaohua’s surprise, no matter whether it is Jinlian or relic, there is no special change under the sword and the sword of the Son of Heaven. The infinite weather falls into the sea between the clouds and the light, and then disappears. Traces, the body of the Son of Heaven broke into the gap between the clouds and the light, as if falling into the quagmire, gradually slowing down the speed, waiting for the end, even the life hanging in the air, the various visions shivered slightly, but also Into the emperor sword!

"Silk..." Sun Hao was next to him, sucking a cold airway. "Even the sword of the emperor can't make meritorious deeds. This... Who can break this congenital square?"

"There was also a flow of awe-inspiring gas. Now the Quartet seems to have been launched, and the awe-inspiring pillars in the void are also isolated..." Xiao Hua said faintly. "No accident, my morality is also isolated, I wait. Mana has to be greatly discounted!"

"Amitabha..." The ancient Buddha's ancestors chanted the Buddha's name and flew it out. The bitter color on his face became heavier and he said, "Daddy and try it..."

"Shizun, disciple, etc. to help!" Nan Wuzhi Manjusri Bodhisattva did not dare to neglect, hurriedly flew out, standing on the burning lamp on the ancient Buddha World, immediately, other Buddhism guards, Luohan, etc. also flew out, standing behind Manjushri .

"Amitabha..." The ancient Buddha's ancestors once again sang a Buddha's voice. This voice reveals helplessness, desolateness, retreat, and even death. The light of the ancient Buddha's head after the burning of the lamp is also a masterpiece, but within the light, A strip of force is born like the flow of faith in the river. However, like the previous spur of the Son of Heaven, the power of this belief is only a moment of fluidity and exhaustion...

"No!" Sun Hao stunned, almost cried with a ghost. "The congenital squares can even stop the power of faith?"

Looking at Sun Wei’s astonished look, where is it like a well-informed Qingyuan Zhenjun?

That is to say, when Sun Hao was surprised, there were many Buddhas with great Buddha and Buddha, such as Nanzhi Dazhi Manjusri Bodhisattva, and all of them were bright masterpieces. These lights were mixed with the power of faith and turned into the light of the Buddha’s light. Inside, within a thousand miles, the Sanskrit masterpiece, the sky is falling, the day the woman and the dragon are born! However, as before, the light of the goddess and the dragon was born, and then disappeared. The flower fell in the air, but then it was withered. The Sanskrit was not interrupted, but it was blown from the stage, far from the ordinary. Kind of sound!

"Southern non-burning lamp on the ancient Buddha..." The ancient Buddha's ancestors chanted a Buddha's horn, and a round of bright phantoms emerged from the light behind his head, falling into the distant relics! But seeing the passing of this bright shadow, a piece of darkness is born, and a light and shadow is turned into a withered ceiling, and a thousand worlds are annihilated.

"The power of death withered??" Xiao Hua's eyes are slightly stunned, and he has already seen it from this Buddha's light. "Oh, there is still a vague time lapse! Xiaomou understands that the ancient Buddha Shizun not only represents the past, At the same time, it also represents death, and Maitreya Buddha's respect for the world not only represents the future, but also represents rebirth. Only Xiaomou understands the way of life and death, and the Wenqu cultivates the qi of life, and Buddha Bodhi can truly prove the fruit. As for the big As the world is respected, he not only represents the present, but also represents the boundaries and replacements between life and death. Is this the world of life and death, is it not the control of the great world? As for the poor Buddha Bodhi, it is only a future Buddha. I am afraid that I will never be a Buddha!"

Between Xiao Hua’s thoughts, the light and shadow of the ancient Buddha’s glory has fallen away from the light, and under the shadow of light, thousands of relics are flashing, and the illusion of light disappears instantly. It is still the space, the scenery is still the scenery, no trace than the spring dream!

When everyone was surprised, Xiao Hua was quite aware of it. After all, there was a life and death in his thunderous hands. Even the road to life and death could not be built. How does the simple force of death withering work?

"World Respect..." Seeing the disappearance of Guangming phantoms did not set off any shackles. Nanzhan Dazhi Manjusri Bodhisattva is a discoloration, and is about to open. The flammable lamp on the ancient Buddha's ancestral Buddha, "South no Amitabha...", then Slowly fall back to Jiang Chaoguan's sky, sit down and kneel, and then do not speak.

The buddhas are stunned, except for the Nanzhi Dazhi Manjusri Bodhisattva still standing in the air, the other are sitting cross-legged, meditating on the Buddhist scriptures.

"Hey, Buddhism is not good at this!" Xiao Hua saw it, secretly sighed, and looked at the sun that was already on the top of his head. He seemed to want to see something!

At this time, there is no wind in the blue sky. There were still some clouds in the past. The swords that had just been hooked up by Chen Xiandi were all broken, and some scattered clouds were like boring fluttering like cotton!

Suddenly, it seems that I thought of something. Xiaohua’s face changed greatly. His figure flew in the air, and he read the micro-sweeping room. He opened his eyes and looked at it. He shouted: “You are all within a thousand miles of Changsheng Town. Closed, not only the arrogance and the strength of the heavens and the earth can not flow, that is... the air that the ordinary mortal breaths is also closed, I can live without waiting for breathing, from now on, I will not breathe again!"

After that, Xiao Hua did not wait for everyone to respond, and his body shape shook, and it fell to the edge of Changsheng Town. God read it carefully!

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