The Sage Who Transcended Samsara

The Taoist blocked the door, Juze had nothing to come out of the water, and he was quiet and quiet for a while, but the inspirational king was so angry that the three dead bodies jumped up. He picked up the heavy golden hammer next to him and roared:

"The nose of Wu Niu, stretch his neck and let the king hit three hammers!"

The sound shook like a tide, and Juze suddenly became dark at high altitude, highlighting the swirling vortexes. The depths of the vortex were phantoms, as if they connected another universe.

Wow, every vortex is gushing with gigantic rivers, unreal and real, turning the three thousand miles above Juze into a sparkling flood world.

Here, the golden nature is heavy, the pentite is scattered, the green wood is difficult to grow, and the mysterious fire can not be afforded. Except for the power of water and the corresponding rules, everything seems weak and even unable to survive.

This is the reflection of the heaven and earth in the King of Inspiration. In a specific range, when the words are spoken, the law follows, and the heavens and the earth are not harmonious, then they change to fit!

It really is close to the legend ... Although Meng Qi is in the middle of the air, the water waves around him, stir the blood, and turn him into a pool of pus and blood, and return it to the water world.

Inspiration is indeed the famous demon king of the Westward Journey!

Looking at the goldfish, wearing a battle armor, holding a sledgehammer, growling and rushing out of the Crystal Palace, hitting himself, Meng Qi's heart suddenly raised a bit of emotion.

When he first entered the realm, he was still stunned by the rushing son-in-law of the Westward Journey, who had nowhere to go and had no way to go to the world. Inspired by the well-known demon king when traveling westward, he was not intimidated. The truth is that there are many people in the vicissitudes of life, which makes people sigh the arrogance of years and the fate of magic.

Then, with his right hand extended, his five long, strong fingers held the long, quaint handle of the knife.

The King of Inspiration holds a golden sledgehammer in each hand, and the sky inside the body changes, and the external flood follows. Isolation and suppression of the rest of the law.

Even if there is Tianxiu Xiu, as long as it is not close to the legend, even if you fall into your own flood world, you may not even be able to save your life and escape!

The bull's nose looked strange. I don't know which monk in the deep mountains dare to block his door?

I really do n’t know what to do!

"Water alone. I alone!" It roared, the sledgehammer slammed out with the terrible momentum of destroying the stars, and the flood turned into a water band, binding Meng Qi in layers, making it difficult for him to mobilize half of the external forces.

At this moment, the inspirational king had a flower in front of him. He had lost the figure of Meng Qi, and he had disappeared from the flood world without knowing it!

Mind flashes. The traction of the air machine, the inspirational king suddenly raised his head, and through the waves of water, he saw thousands of miles above the sky, where the illusive fire rose and turned into a purple world. It felt a little ubiquitous. Above the purple world, there is also a layer of red, green, yellow and white crazy chaos. Equally ubiquitous, similar to the heavens of yesteryear.

Above these two layers of "Fairy Land", young Taoists in hydration clothes lost their hands. A portable knife, looking down at myself!

Is he also close to legend? The inspiration king was horrified.

No, how are all the heavens close to the legend, why is my cave heaven reflecting the normal world, but the two layers of heaven and earth on his feet are like the fairy world?

Meng Qi's eyes were dark, his right hand seemed to rise slowly and swiftly, and his voice was light, like the immortal **** who presided over the heaven punishment:

"Xinqiao belongs to fire, the secret spirit. This is the‘ yuanxintian ’transformed by the poor heart.”

"The lungs are gold, the spleen is soil. The liver grows wood, and the kidneys hide water. The four elephants can be born!"

"Here is the blood sacrifice, devouring his childhood virgins, and his sins are heavy.

The words echoed instantly, which inspired the inspiration king Qiqiao to make smoke, but at this time, he only heard a crackling sound, the knife fell, and a purple thunder shot down.

There are two layers of protection from the immortal realm. The flood heaven and earth failed to repel this lightning, and saw that it continued to differentiate, like a big tree branching along the water, and immediately fell on the inspiration king's head, entwining its body.

Yidao Yan is the top of the five thunder blasts, and he stabs Pinglingshan in one stroke, forming his own formation!

The inspiration king gave a cold hum, and the two golden sledgehammers flew up as if without weight. The surrounding floodwater was transparent and turned into the purest water film.

puff!

The thunder failed to pass through the water film, the knife was blocked by the sledgehammer, and the flood world shook endlessly, shaking the water below, causing the aquarists to feel dizzy and extremely uncomfortable.

If the aftermath was not absorbed by the caves that reflect the outside world, they would just wipe out the ashes with a single blow.

"Okay!" Meng Qi's sword re-emerged in his hands and fell down. The universe in each pit of the body collapsed and fell to the fairyland. A chaotic and deep Qingyun condensed, and there was an ancient vastness floating above Qingyun.幡.

Pangu swayed, the knife flashed, and the flood world was cut open silently.

Groundbreaking, nothing breaks, Meng Qi didn't keep anything!

When he read the journey to the west in the past, he was always dissatisfied with the evil evil kings because they were some kind of fairy horses and some kind of bodhisattva pets, so they were redeemed and returned to the old days without paying the equivalent price, especially the inspirational king, who was unwise. How many pairs of virgins and virgins should be killed for real sins, and the frustration is not too much. As a result, Qi Tianda Sheng Ming could easily defeat it, but because of the face of Guanyin Bodhisattva, he had to do a play.

Meet today, the bad habits of inspiration do not change, how can the self-known heroic and courageous indulge?

The heavens do not punish me to punish, the Bodhisattva does not punish me to punish!

Because of this, after hearing that the inspiration king refused his request to meet, Meng Qi directly blocked the "gate" of Juze, and was determined to fight.

The blade of light flashed, and the inspirational king who was about to attack was startled and smelled a dangerous breath that could cut him off.

Regardless of other things, the inspiration king Zhou Shuibo shook, his body suddenly split, divided into two, two into four, and transformed into a row of goldfish essence.

The blade of light crossed, the original inspiration of the original body was broken like a dream bubble, and the rest of the ghost disappeared, leaving only the deity in the corner.

This is not an illusion, but a legendary projection that combines the characteristics of the reflection of water waves to confuse the enemy. If it is not close to the level of the legend, and there is no corresponding outdoor photo, it is difficult to achieve practical results!

"Wow, it's a hammer from the King!" The inspirational king who was almost stabbed to death was drunk again, and the flood world suddenly faded away, leaving only the chaotic vortices, the phantoms in the depths of each vortex Transformed into a monster that looks like inspiration, and then turned into a star with undulating water.

The stars flew out of vortexes, and the stars were suddenly connected. The breath of the vast stars suddenly came, the world of floods trembled, and many weak aquariums in Juze emerged from the lake, their belly was facing the sky, and they were dead.

Wow! The two golden sledgehammers turned into two leading stars, dazzlingly converged, forming a wave of sky and rivers, frantically rising, trying to engulf Yuanxintian and Sixiangtian.

Wow! Dark clouds converge in the southeast boundary of the southwestern part of the continent, and the rainstorm is pouring down, as if the flood of the world is about to come.

Wow! The water level has skyrocketed, and many peaks have been submerged in half.

The Tianhe is rolling, the sledgehammer is heavy, and the King of Inspiration is suddenly dim in front of him. I saw several universes appearing behind the young Taoist man. Youguang, united with the chaotic Qingyun above the young Taoist head, then Shi Shiran flew out, engulfing the starlight sky.

All heavy, all floods disappear at the same time.

This magic? The inspiration king was startled, shaking his spirit, waving his sledgehammer, performing magical powers, and fighting with Meng Qi.

But the more he fought, the more frightened he was. He tried his best and was able to tie even, and the opponent looked even more capable!

It is said that how can there be such a monster?

It gradually retreated, making a false move, causing the flooded world to collapse suddenly, and it entered into Juze, intending to rely on the banned law that had been set up for many years to resist.

That's foolproof!

Juze was watching, and the water was shaking. Suddenly, the scene in front of the King of Inspiration changed. It was dark and vast, and the stars were shining in the distance.

He even flew into the starry sky?

At this moment, it saw an ancient towering god-man, Yuan Shiqing cloud above his head, stepped on the four elephants of chaos, surrounded by gold lotus around his body, holding ancient swords and swords on his six arms, pressing on top of himself like the largest star, Make yourself like tiny dust.

Up and down, left and right, he reversed the direction, so his own movement into the Crystal Palace turned to heaven? As soon as the inspirational king was stunned, he saw a handsome monk turning from his left hand, holding a long sword in his hand, a smile on his face, and a Buddha number in his mouth:

"Nan Wuzun went to the holy Buddha, the poor monk came to help you!"

At the same time, a swordsman on the right came to the starry sky, coldly speaking:

"Taoyou, I'll help you!"

At the rear, a huge figure filling the galaxy appears. Catching the star and taking the moon is no longer an adjective. His voice is grand and shakes Tianhe:

"Taoyou, I'll help you!" (To be continued.)

ps: Sure enough, I have skin allergies and acute urticaria, and I will continue to start tomorrow.