The First Cause of All Realms

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The past five years have been Yang Prison's most tormented five years.

The seal of sacrifice created by the old woman of Liansheng is a self-destruction of defeating the strong by the weak and perishing with the enemy.

In the one-style sacrifice seal, it contains not only blood energy, true energy, and true astral, but also the imprint of one's own cultivation.

After five years of torment, Yang Prison was no longer fighting against him almost all the time.

And the long torment, after it was wiped out in reverse, turned into a huge nourishment, nourishing his blood and spirit.

As a result, Yang Prison has gone through a long accumulation, and in one fell swoop, his own martial arts will has been promoted to a very high level!

Up to this point, his pure martial arts practice was already comparable to Bodhidharma, the sloppy Taoist, and the Montenegrin old demon, who were extremely strong in this way.

Only second to Henry Zhang at the foot of the Seven Kills.

In this step, Bodhidharma took two Jiazi, the sloppy Taoist took a hundred years, and the old demon of Montenegro exhausted the practice of eight generations.

The essence of boxing!

Taking this step, the doubts that once puzzled him have also been solved.

For example, the various secret techniques taught by Liansheng.

Once upon a time, he couldn't understand the so -called 'saving of God in the heart of the mother of the mountain.

But when the realm was reached, he instantly understood the mystery of this.

And under the circumstance of analogy, he uses his body to carry the will of martial arts, avoiding the suppression and rejection of Dao fruit and rank by the majestic blood in the flesh.

to achieve.

"The essence of the fist is like a ghost!"

boom!

The huge Kuixing phantom stepped on it heavily, and the smoke and dust were evacuated after a thousand hectares, and the huge fire instantly fell to the bottom of the valley.

At this moment, the shrill and piercing ghost howl pierced the hearts of everyone inside and outside the small town.

Finally, the mad monk who was in great shock was awakened.

"Amitabha!"

Accompanied by the sound of the Buddha's name, this great monk whose name has been passed down through the ages and is known as a living Buddha among the mortal world, also showed his own tyrannical practice.

With a flick of his sleeve robe, Jiang Xiazi, Yan Longxing, who survived by chance, and others within a radius of 100 zhang all fell out.

Then, accompanied by his extremely long breath.

Little by little, wisps, and streaks of firelight were like living creatures, like lins snakes, like dragons, and tides, and they flowed back toward him.

"Come back, come back"

hum!

The balance of the raging sea of ​​flames was instantly broken, and the incombustible flames faded instantly. The first thing I noticed was the eight ghosts in the sea of ​​​​fire.

They have no human body, and they have no spiritual intelligence, but they have a better sense of improvement when it comes to things that are in danger of their own existence.

At this moment, they sensed a crisis that could destroy themselves, but they also caught the hope of getting out of the predicament.

"Roar!"

"Wow!"

"what!"

Under the huge stimulation, they seemed to get rid of the fear of the ghosts and gods in front of them, roaring and wrapping fire waves, rushing towards.

One after another, the supernatural powers in his lifetime also erupted.

The reason why Dao ghosts are different from ordinary ghosts is not only that they are implicitly related to Dao Guo and extremely difficult to kill, but also because they still possess supernatural powers.

And without the physical and intellectual constraints, the supernatural powers are even faster and more violent than before.

It's just that they lack intelligence and have no instincts. Although their magical powers are fierce, they completely ignore the primary and secondary!

At the same time that the magical power penetrated Yingshen, Yang prison's eyebrows flashed, Yingshen reappeared, and he stepped on a few ghosts that could not be avoided in the future!

Then, the big mouth opened, and the Zijin Gourd, Long Yuanjian, and Zhenxie Seal all burst into dazzling light.

'swallow'

'cut'

'Royal'

At this moment, Yang Yu really felt the power of the ten capitals.

he

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Reflecting the body as a basis, the blessing of Taoism, and the seven life of the secluded and reformed as the guide, the "Kui Xing Kick" urged by it cannot be compared with the real Shidu Kuixing.

But the three great fruits that make up Kuixing are extremely active, and the dispatcher is also smoother than ever before.

In an instant, the light of Long Yuan's slaying ghost sword seemed to ignore the distance in the void, and at the same time slashed above the eight ghost figures.

Accompanied by screams and screams, the light of the evil-suppressing seal fell, and all the ghosts that were about to disappear were fixed in place.

In the end, under the violent vibration of the Zijin Swallowing Soul Treasure Gourd, there were no eight ghosts hiding in flames, and they were all swallowed up.

boom!

Until this moment, the huge roar of Kuixing's stepping resounded throughout the city, and the air wave of emptying also returned against the current:

Like a passing hurricane, it blows away the rootless flames, making them scattered like shooting stars in the sky, illuminating the deep moonless night.

call!

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Many people's thoughts still stopped at the moment when Yang Prison stepped out, but in the next moment, all the eight ghosts were captured.

The sea of ​​​​fire that spread throughout the city also dissipated. So fast, so fast that the vast majority of people haven't reacted yet.

And Yan Longxing, who was like coke, was the first to react. He suppressed the shock and anger in his heart, and wanted to escape with his sword.

But I heard a voice with a faint smile, ringing in my ears:

"Fellow Daoist, please stay!"

This was just a calm and quiet sentence, but it allowed Yu Jian to walk, and Yan Longxing, who could escape ten miles away in an instant, stopped in place.

Let the sword light keep surging like fire, but he never stepped out.

"Jiang Xiazi!"

Yan Longxing's eyes were bloodshot, and his roar was almost broken.

Under his frantic urging, the magical powers that came from behind him were broken through by him in a few moments, but it also completely cut off the possibility of him escaping.

A hand, unhurriedly protruding, firmly clasped the back of his neck and spine.

"Yang"

Yan Longxing's heart froze, and the same thing that cooled down was the blood-red Divine Sword and the mana that was surging all over his body.

With just a touch of hands, he didn't even have the strength to speak.

"King Yang's martial arts is unparalleled in the world, with immeasurable supernatural powers, and a mere little devil, he is here to capture."

No one responded faster than Jiang Xiazi. Wang Liu and Jiang Xiaobai, who were also Yinji, were still immersed in the vibration of Kui Xing's appearance. He had rushed in front of everyone and came to Yang H prison, with a smile and humbleness. ability.

"Jiang Xia Zi"

The corners of Yan Longxing's eyes were cracked, and tears were shed. He couldn't understand what Jiang Xiazi wanted to do, why he was so humble and respectful to a native.

At this moment, all he had in his heart was the boiling intent to kill.

"call!"

Ignoring Jiang Xiazi's boast, Yang Yu lightly pinched his brows and carried Yan Longxing to the ruined temple.

"When I saw the donor today, I realized that Lu Chen's words that 'the present is stronger than the past' were true."

At this moment, the status of the old monk is very bad. There is only a ray of obsession. He can't bear the back of the Buddha's fire. He is illusory and may disappear at any time.

But he still held on strong and bowed:

"Thank you, Lord, for subduing the Eight Demons and preventing the monk from making more murders."

"Master's words are serious, these eight demons are killing the people, and Yang must be captured and killed if he says anything."

Prison is naturally not subject to this ceremony.

For this old monk who has been dead for thousands of years and still obsessed with suppressing demons, he naturally has respect in his heart.

Like Bodhidharma, sloppy Taoist.

If the powerhouses of the past and present are all like pity for old wives, today's world, I am afraid that it will be ten times or a hundred times more chaotic.

"Thank you, thank you"

After bowing for a while, the old monk lost his previous heaviness and became a bit more free and easy:

"The benefactor reconciled

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It is a burden for thousands of years, but it makes the monk very bored. How can I thank him? "

"Unfortunately, I couldn't save the people of this city."

He casually threw Yan Longxing on the ground and looked back at the ruined town, and he couldn't help sighing.

In the sea of ​​​​fire, he felt extremely strong resentment, which was the gathering of resentment of more than 10,000 people

"All, all dead"

Since Yang Prison appeared, Huang Hu, who had been silent, became more and more gray and defeated.

He grew up in Pingshui County since he was a child, and all his relatives, friends, villagers and neighbors were placed here by him.

At this moment, I only feel that all my thoughts are ashamed, and I can't wait to die immediately.

"Perhaps this is life, right?"

The old monk staggered and fell to the ground, looking at the devastated city, his eyes were also sad:

"If there is no Dao fruit in this world. Without Dao fruit, there are swordsmen, and without swordsmen, there are fists and feet."

With a sigh, the mad monk was hurt. He had seen too many similar scenes before his death.

Ten thousand, one hundred thousand, one million. ..

"How can there be such a fate?" Yang Yujun shook his head.

With a secluded body, if he says that he does not believe in fate, it is impossible, and the existence of trust in fate does not mean that he believes in fate.

On the contrary, he who changed so many lives did not believe in fate at all.

Compared with this rhetoric, he is more suspicious of why this Fangxian magic realm suddenly appeared

"I dare to ask Master, before this fantasy world appeared in this world, did you ever notice something was wrong?"

"No, no..."

Hearing the question, the mad monk was stunned for a moment, then frowned and thought hard. After a while, he said:

"If you don't ask, the monk doesn't notice much, but when you ask, it does seem that at some point, the spirit becomes extremely strong."

"Man-made disaster?!"

Huang Hu, whose heart was ashes as death, suddenly stood up, and his face with blood and tears became very hideous.

Seeing that his mood fluctuated violently, Wang Liu and the others tightened their expressions, and Yang Yu had already reached out and pressed his hand on his shoulder.

"Peace your mind!"

The mellow and masculine true qi entered the body, and Huang Hu's heart was shocked, and then he slowly calmed down, and finally fainted on the ground.

"It's not necessarily a man-made disaster. The monks have also read one or two similar records in Buddhist scriptures, and the spirit reappears. In the future, this kind of situation will only increase."

The old monk shook his head, crying and laughing:

"A thousand years have passed, why is the world still so miserable, alas"

"more and more.."

Yang Yu frowned slightly, but before he asked, the old monk had already handed over a few Buddhist scriptures:

"Take it, the monk has no long possessions, only a few Buddhist scriptures may be of some use."

The voice gradually weakened, and the figure of the old monk also dissipated like ashes and dust under the gaze of everyone:

"Let's go, let's go."

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