Lingshan, Daleiyin Temple.
The Tao Yun storm of the war continued to sweep across, and the Buddhist temples that Buddhism had spent hundreds of millions of years building were turned into ruins and devastated.
The old and powerful man from ancient times is besieging, leading and quasi-timing.
Shan Fengyu has sneaked into the abyss of darkness.
This is the darkest side of Buddhism.
The earth's fire and wind and water are raging, and the Daluo Jinxian has no treasure to protect him. If he enters this place, he will turn into powder in an instant.
Kinnara was wearing a white monk's robe, sitting upright on the futon, with Brahma light shining all over his body, and his cultivation had reached the quasi-sage stage.
He truly deserves to have great perseverance, great understanding, and great blessings.
Suddenly, a black-purple light and shadow poured into the Kinnara Sea of Consciousness.
Kinnara frowned slightly, "Demon energy..."
"Ha! It won't work for me this time!"
Kinnara holds fast to the Buddha’s heart, “Amitabha.”
"Oh, is it so?"
The twelve-grade black lotus hung above Kinnara's head, slowly rotating, and hanging down wisps of demonic energy.
A bewitching voice from the devil's path rang out from the sea of consciousness, "What a pathetic creature he is."
"Hold your hands and look into your tearful eyes, let go of your beauty and marry someone else."
"Let's see how Shame is doing now."
Demonic power trembled in the void, and a picture emerged.
Ah Sha was reincarnated as a human race. She is a smart and gentle woman who loves and longs for freedom.
Kinnara's face showed tenderness, "This is the life A-Shame wants."
The scene suddenly changed.
The landlord fell in love with Ah Sha and used a series of dirty and dirty methods to forcefully marry Ah Sha.
On their wedding night, Ah Sha stabbed the landlord to death with scissors and threw himself into a well.
This beautiful life ends here.
In the second life, he was reincarnated as a child of an official family, but still could not escape the fate of marriage, became a political bargaining chip, and died sadly.
In the third life, she was diligent and motivated, loved life, but her family experienced changes, and she was betrayed by her father...
The fourth life was war-torn and displaced.
Kinnara clenched his fists, his eyes were red and bloodshot, "Asha... her life has been so... bumpy?"
Heilian laughed playfully, "There are too many darknesses in this world that cannot be seen."
"This is her who you have perfected."
"Bleak, miserable, ill-fated."
"Watching the woman you love go through so much torture must be unpleasant, right?"
"Shut up!" Kinnara felt anger, guilt, fear and uneasiness in his heart.
And these emotions are the nourishment for the growth of the devil.
The twelfth-grade black lotus slowly fell into the Kinnara Sea of Consciousness, sending out countless roots and piercing the Kinnara Sea of Consciousness.
"All...the sources of fear are lack of strength."
"If you have strength, why should you be afraid of being imprisoned by the Buddhist sect?"
"Escape from the source of darkness, find A-Shame, give her the freedom she wants, and lead her to live the life she wants."
The devil acts as he pleases and never suppresses his heart.
If you want, you just want, cover it up, use tricks, and use means to obtain it. To put it bluntly, you still want. Isn't it hypocritical?
Control your heart? Only the weak will exercise restraint.
The real strong man always overlooks the world.
Kinnara's white clothes were gradually eroded by black evil energy.
The bright eyes were replaced by demonic energy.
A fair, bald head with long black hair.
His expression changed from blank to strange and gloomy.
"The world is unfair and the sky has no eyes."
"My name...Wutian!"
boom! Buzz!
The sound of the word fell, and the calamity of the entire prehistoric world surged and swept across again.
There are more wisps of demonic energy in the calamity energy.
Rahu’s primordial spirit took possession of Kinnara’s Buddha body.
The prehistoric world excludes foreign demons. If Luo Hu wants to return to the prehistoric world, he must borrow a body.
At the same time, it cannot be done in the name of Rahu.
Thus, Wutian was born.
Wutian was surrounded by demonic power, his aura soared, and he reached the level of Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian in just one breath.
Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian middle stage, late stage, peak!
It was easy to reach the Hunyuan Wuji Golden Fairyland!
The momentum is still soaring.
The Hunyuan Wuji Golden Immortal reaches the fifth heaven, the sixth heaven, and even the seventh heaven.
Then, a surge of supreme will came and directly pushed Wutian's cultivation level back to the fifth level of Wuji Golden Immortal.
Wutian was dressed in black, with long hair loose, barefoot, standing in the abyss of darkness, and let out a weird laugh, "Ah, Pangu's will..."
"Pangu, I accept your world!"
Raising his hand, a long spear came through the void. The long spear penetrated the secluded world, surrounded by a sinister aura, exuding terrifying demonic power.
It is the legendary God-killing Spear of the Saint.
The spear was waved, and cracks in the void suddenly appeared.
Chaos, Zixiao Palace.
Hongjun was wearing a simple Taoist robe, sitting quietly on a futon, beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, still battling wits and courage with the way of heaven.
"Mad! Fuck! These heavenly ways are too difficult to deal with."
“I’ve tried all my tricks, but I can still only get a 50-50 shot!”
"well!"
"If there is a regret medicine in the world... Pindao must first prove the heavenly marriage. What heavenly said is an anomaly for Shen Gongbao!"
"Bah! If I had known it earlier it would be unethical!"
"The old man is really stupid, really."
Whoosh!
The spear shot through the air.
The supreme demonic power directly attacks Hongjun's front door.
The jade dish of good fortune hung down with emerald green light, blocking the long gun machine.
When Hongjun saw the spear, his eyes narrowed suddenly and he stared at the door of Zixiao Palace.
Then he saw a twelve-grade black lotus slowly flying out, and sitting on the lotus was a young man with long hair in black clothes.
"Luo Hu!" Hongjun looked as if he was facing a formidable enemy, his expression extremely fearful.
If it were in its heyday, Hongjun would not be afraid of Luo Hu, but now he is competing with Heavenly Dao and has half of his cultivation level suppressed...
"Hongjun, I'm back."
"I know you're back, and I'm not blind."
"Billions of dollars will disappear, Hongjun, but your cultivation is not slow to recover."
"Yes, billions of dollars will disappear. Your cultivation is really slow to recover. How come you are at the fifth level of the Wuji Golden Immortal? The old Taoist is at the tenth level."
"Hehehe...you have such a mean mouth!"
"Have you not been swallowed up by the native way of heaven?"
"Thank you, you have a pretty bad mouth too."
"It's really an embarrassment to our Chaos Demon God."
The void in Zixiao Palace trembled strongly.
The void was torn apart again.
The shadow of a hollow willow tree appeared first.
Then comes the power of creation.
The long river of destiny.
Time retrospective.
Karma roulette.
Hongjun and Luo Hu stared at each other, their eyes slightly glancing, "Oh, today is quite lively."
He raised his eyebrows and walked out, "Old Hongjun, do you want help? As long as fellow Taoist opens the Golden Mouth, the old Taoist will help you cut off the way of heaven. The old Taoist will not open his mouth like a lion. It only takes a few epochs of enlightenment on the jade plate of good fortune."
"Luo Hu, do you want help? If you kill Xuanmen, the devil will dominate. Just give half of the prehistoric period to the poor Taoist." Destiny said with a smile.
The Chaos Demon God, who is still on his last breath, is not too worried about the excitement, and his actions are not in vain.
"No, thanks!"
Several Chaos Demon Gods appeared, and the ancient Tao of Heaven suddenly became more honest, and the charm of the Tao disappeared.
It is obvious that the Primordial Heavenly Dao knows that the Chaos Demon God is not a kind person. Only by completely occupying Hongjun's body and mastering the Primordial Realm can he be qualified to compete with the Chaos Demon Gods.
Especially...that mysterious hollow willow, unfathomable.
"It's boring." The demon gods of Yangmei, Fortune, Destiny, Cause and Effect, and Huangquan shook their heads.
Yangmei, Good Fortune, Destiny, Cause and Effect, and Huangquan all coveted the prehistoric world opened by Pangu, but the major demon gods did not dare to enter the prehistoric world in person.
Who knows if Pangu’s old silver coin has any backup?
If Pangu left behind the Chaos Killing Formation, what difference would it make to enter the primitive world and to die?
To put it simply, I was afraid of being hacked by Pangu.
Only Hongjun and Luohu, whose souls were seriously damaged, dared to risk their lives and enter the wilderness.
