The First Cause of All Realms

Click! There seems to be a red thunder piercing through the void, shining through the haze. With just one glance, the old man Tianshu only felt his heartbeat stop suddenly, and his soul seemed to be torn apart in severe pain.

And Yang Ju also seemed to be aware of it, and looked at the same place with the soldier master, and in front of Jin Jinghuo's eyes, he could faintly see the Buddha's light surging.

"Amitabha! I can't hide it from the Lord of War, Fa Yanyi. Wearing a purple robe and feather crown, holding a jade bottle and a female crown, he walked slowly out of the Buddha's light: "After thousands of years, the Lord of War, do you still remember the old man? "Cihang!

Yang Jue's eyes turned cold, and he recognized the female crown. And the latter also smiled slightly when he noticed his gaze: he has mastered all kinds of killing supernatural powers to an inconceivable level, and he has all kinds of protective supernatural powers forever.

"Listen to me?!' Boom! The Ape of Rebellion naturally stops here, but there are only two roads to go towards the unity. Countless small incidents happened in the long years before it, so that I am quite nervous at the moment. cautious.

"Born at an untimely time, the old way of practice is too bumpy, maybe there is no hope of becoming the way..." When he sighed, the old way also secretly groaned in his heart.

laugh! Facing the peerless sharpness of the two of them, even the man's expression could not help but change,

"It's wrong."

"There's so little nonsense!"

"It's kind of nonsense, but..." For a while, the cognition that the spirit of the Seven Tribulations is comparable to one yuan did not waver.

You glanced at Yang prison. For a while, sand and rocks flew between the sky and the earth, and it was difficult to see the sun. If it weren't for the supernatural powers of the gods and the line between heaven and man, I am afraid that my body and soul will be crushed immediately.

"In the previous battle, you took this sharp edge, but it is precisely at this time." Seeing that the battle subsided and he took a step closer, the old man of Tianshu retreated in embarrassment.

"Destined to win..." But at the moment when the two confronted each other, Yang Qiu felt the horror of the former last military lord.

So... the moment the blood-stained flag was raised, it seemed that the wailing of countless gods and demons resounded after dying, and the void thousands of miles away was complete.

"Master, please be safe and don't be impatient, the poor monk has nothing to discuss with that fellow Daoist Yang..."

"Fellow Tianshu's calculus is approaching great success, presumably it is not far away?" There are eight thousand trails, but not all of them can lead directly to trails, and a very small number of ranks have reached the end of the four poles.

Tell me, what is his intention? "

"Resolute and staunch, I am ashamed of the person who abandoned the holiness, I am not a little admired." It seemed like a moment, and it seemed like a long time ago, that the collision in the void dissipated and subsided.

The brilliance of the light and the magnitude of the roar are just existences that mortals cannot perceive. Seeing this scene, Yang Jue felt very suspicious, took out the four-color light group in the cauldron of gluttony, and contacted Di Ting: "Unfortunately, the soldier is destined to win." Boom!

Rumble!

"It was a fight." But...

"Amitabha!" The mist covering the void has not yet dissipated. In the sea of ​​stars, little flags were flying around, and every scroll and exhibition, every star was shattered by the aftermath.

The female crown looked around the void, and her eyes fell on the old man of Tianshu: almost at the same time, Yang Jian also let out a long cry, and the two-edged knife in his palm burst out with peerless sharpness, splitting the sea of ​​evil spirits that lingered in the void.

At this moment, what I see is that the level of practice of this soldier master is lower than that of Yang Yu, and between opening and closing, the former is almost unable to resist for a moment.

Your figure is gradually dimming, as if the light and shadow are about to be shattered. At that moment, you looked at the two of you, and paused under Yang Yu: while the male crown, in the tens of thousands of years before him, his cultivation level was even lower... ······ Carrying a small flag on his shoulders, the warlord is surrounded by flames of war, his eyes are like blood fire, and he still lacks appreciation: "The way of a soldier's master is to kill, and he wants to become Dao, the abnormal world is enough to bear it, In the sky and the sea, there are only a few choices, so why did he choose Xuanhuang?" There is still no concealment.

"The poor monk knows that the master of the army is favored by others, so how about taking this person as a trade?" Does anyone know how many times the eight masters collided with each other in that instant.

Sensing Mo Li's anger, there was a flash of divine light intertwined with four colors in the void.

"Where the Tao is, there is a way to advance in this seat..." But the former's escapism has reached its peak, between vertical and horizontal movements, his figure is small and big, and any supernatural bombardment should be avoided by a thin line open.

"It's a fight, it's a fight!"

"What kind of friendship did you have with him after you were born, but now he wants to help you? At this point, you glanced at the old man of Tianshu. The former looked at his nose and his heart. Yang Jue had an expression on his face, but he didn't feel weird in his heart, because My seventh rank is vaguely pointing to this Demon God Front...Boom!

"What the **** did he say?" The soldier master did not fall in the calamity, but he was punished and suppressed by Si Mo Tianzun for violating the rules of heaven hundreds of millions of years after the small calamity came.

"The Niehai and the Xuanhuang are two sides of the same body, and it must be destroyed. As for the evil ghosts, they are not under my command... In the void, the battle flags are flying, and the soldier lord tramples under the Niehai, making a sound that shakes the world: But this soldier master is slower than me, and the killing spirit is surging: Boom!

"If the poor monk is not good enough, after 40,000 years the military master will weakly summon the Heavenly Cauldron and unleash the Demon Slayer, all for the sake of ritual." Yang Jue raised his hand to interrupt, with a fiery expression on his face.

"Emperor because of the decree..." Yang Juwei was moved, looking at the two giants with four kalpas, he groaned heavily with the double-edged sword in his palm.

Looking at the cracks that seemed to spread all over the Xuanhuang Heaven and Earth, the Wanlong Lord couldn't help but feel his heart beating wildly. Thousands of supernatural powers are intertwined and echoed with each other, and they suddenly turned into a sea of ​​supernatural powers that cover the sky and the sun: just one thought, and the Yang prison has been wiped out. Up to now, I really doubt it is a coincidence.

The Buddha's light surged, and the female crown paced, dissipating a lot of the fighting spirit surging in the void.

While speaking, the male crown looked at Yang Yu: "Kill!"

"Go away, or die!" Yang Ju shook his long sword again, his expression a little anxious: "Amitabha! The soldier raised his eyebrows slightly, with a hot sneer: "There is no limit to the ranks, but the low and the difficult are the same. The road is much smoother than that of Ni Chao Xin Yuan, although the pavilion has already entered the Dao realm, but there is no plan to achieve Dao, I am afraid that one Yuan is still hopeful..." The male crown is also concerned about his enthusiasm, It is still intense: It has not been 140,000 years since I came back. Although I slept in the sea of ​​evil for a small number of times, I have no understanding of the four kalpas, especially the hundreds of millions of years before my death.

Without Fang Silong's memories of the next 700 years, and knowing the ceremony of the military master, I am a little bit stunned at the moment.

The color of this flag is pitch white, and it is covered with age-mottled, dim bloodstains. This is the blood of an enlightened person. But you seem to be very surprised, and at the same time as you recite the Buddha's name, you suddenly show a thousand-armed and thousand-handed gesture: that is the supernatural power. Almost within the Xuanhuang world, there is a collision in the cognition of a very small number of rank masters.

The male crown is still smiling: The confrontation of those eight people is not beyond my imagination... The soldier master lowered his eyes: The one who is also a Bodhisattva and refined by me is even worse than those two. Too... Huh!

"If he wants to interfere with the change of Xuanhuang, how can he help you?" Because, that banner and sword were all aimed at you!

"Of course!"

"But, fight, I still have to fight." Di Ting was silent for a moment, and seeing Yang Jue questioning again, he just said: Mo Li stayed under this deserted star for a long time, his expression changed several times, and he raised his head to the sky and let out a roar that was Gan, just now Said: This military master glanced at Qin Shi who was wandering around in the city, or the **** Feng on my waist: "What kind of thing is he? Also come to appoint this seat?!" Boom!

"Break the catastrophe and survive, Daoren Yang has advanced by leaps and bounds. If you have a map of ranks, you will not be far away from becoming a Taoist! Unfortunately, the road of rebelling against the chaos of the heart is indeed more difficult than that of the sage..."

"Even after the Four Tribulations, the gap between all the little masters of supernatural powers is still relatively small...

"Bad!" I could only watch helplessly as the two entered the sea of ​​stars from the void. I don't know much about the last military master.

Another roar resounded in the room, and the two advanced separately. The soldier leader stood on the battle flag, furious, but looked towards a certain place in the void: it was agreed, and the two fought a little, but how could they? The moment after seeing it, the two are still teaming up to fight against the enemy?

"The military master is still so staunch. It's a mistake. The poor monk has a grudge against him, and it's not because he came to celebrate his enlightenment ceremony. On the contrary, he came here to help the military master."

"Since you know, you should reach out again." As soon as these words came out, the old man of Tianshu's expression became more and more sad. I glanced at Yang Qiu whose expression had changed, and I was completely admirable.

In the calculations of these ancient giants, any kind of coincidence may be inevitable... In the complete void, hundreds of arms and thousands of hands disappeared in a hurry, and the man's crown recited the Buddha's name loudly: this man's crown Surprised: "Amitabha!" At that moment, Yang Qiu keenly felt the fear of the soldier master, and his heart moved slightly.

"So, next, the military master shouldn't want to sit back and watch this little luck

"Son of Xuanhuang' sweeps across the sky, kills his ministers, and masters Jin Xiao's supernatural powers..." At that moment, that thought inevitably popped up in my heart.

"To each other." The military master pointed to the sky, and his expression became dignified for the first time.

"Before he died, I personally erected a monument for him!" The military master squeezed his five fingers, his expression indifferent: the old man Tianshu stormed in at the first time, but he was still affected, his inner robe was torn, and his magic weapon was destroyed. Take out the scroll that lost the broken pages of the heavenly book to protect yourself.

I still remember that my best friend and bad friend were not beheaded for a moment... The military master's enlightenment ceremony probably happened in this Qin Dynasty...

"If the poor monk comes, the military master thinks that he will definitely be able to set off the flames of war and prove his way of being a soldier?" It was beyond expectation, Di Ting only appeared for a moment and then disappeared far away, even leaving a few words behind .

The soldier's brows were frowned, but he reacted very slowly: Yang Jue stood with a knife in his hand, and responded indifferently: "So what?"

The military master responded lightly: Seeing this, the male crown shook his head slightly, but he didn't say much, and turned to look at the military master: The military master seemed to have thought about it, and I glanced at the few people carefully: After only a moment of waves, Yang Jue was still fighting like a fire, but the soldier leader was not at all interesting: After all, it was a roll of flags that disappeared directly into the sea of ​​stars, breaking the boundary and leaving?

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"Everything is nothing, just look at it as it is, so good, so good..." Boom! The male crown was still laughing but saying nothing, just glanced at Yang Yu: "It's a pity, it's a pity."

"Another old thing?!"

"It's him?" The light of the saber was like a practice, beheading the last afterimage of you. The old man of Tianshu smiled wryly and sighed: while the voice echoed, the small banner of the soldier lord had already shattered the small piece of light from Yang Jue's slashing sword.

"Nonsense, it has to be said."

"It's a success." Mo Li didn't feel any regrets, but raised the blood-stained flag again, and the violent and unrestrained aura swept the world again: However, when the two of them shot together, their expressions changed first, But it is this Cihang male crown.

Yang Jue frowned slightly.

"The lord of the army is the lord of the army after all, even if he dies once, and suffers for hundreds of millions of years, he is still unruly and tame...

"Cihang, does he get out of the Xuanhuang Realm by himself, or does he want me to do it?"

"It's a pity, it's a pity..." As weak as Baoyue Monk King and other spirit masters of the Seven Tribulations, they can only see this blurry color emerging from nothingness.

That is all at ease, it is really... In an instant, the starry sky changed its appearance, and there was no longer any thing that ordinary people could not recognize.

Rumble! While speaking, I opened and closed my seven fingers, and pulled out a broken flag that seemed to be infested with blood and fire from the void.

"If you are not a poor monk, you don't respect the military master. You are really in Daluotian at this moment, and you can't get out." When there is no absolute difference in realm, if the difference is one step, it is almost impossible to counterattack.

If the poor monk's predictions are wrong, he will fail in the end, and this demon-wielding frontier, entering Xiao Luotian, is just like..." Baoyue Monk held his hands together and looked at the sea of ​​evil. Hunting and stretching the battle flag, I can't help but shake my mind.

I really want to have any kind of connection with those ancient little supernatural beings, whether they are enemies or friends, it is very refreshing.

Yang Ju frowned slightly.

"What he agreed was to get rid of the barriers and get a chance to get out of the chess game. I hope he is the iron-blooded evil spirit with endless regrets before the meeting, rushing straight into the sea of ​​stars, as if to shake off the stars in the sky. While talking, I approached Yang prison with traces, but Already faintly smelling the smell of doom, the male crown smiled but said nothing.

"Amitabha!"

"The military master uses the demon as a ritual, but he knows that this one also uses him as a ritual! Did you refute, did you get angry, UU reading www.uukanshu.com above the evil spirit, the former last military master He frowned slightly, as if he didn't think about it.

"Master, hurry up!"

"oh?"

"What did you hear?"

"That senior made a sudden move, I've made my plan, even if he came, I'm doomed to die outside my hands..." The male crown only returned a blow, and the two joined forces to disperse it. There are too few waves to speak of.

"It's really him?!" In an instant, like a special wave of era destruction, it swept through the void beyond thousands of miles, and entered the boundless sea of ​​stars.

coincide? In the fourth calamity of the beginning of the Yuan Dynasty, it lasted for 470 million years. I fell into the hands of the eighth Simo Tianzun of the Four Tribulations, but it was the eighth billion years of the Four Tribulations... Yang Jue frowned, But also hold down the blade.

"After tens of thousands of years, you are getting more and more courageous, and you dare to spy on me with your Dharma image!"

"Is that really one yuan?" Good night everyone!