Chapter 656 Hero

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Ten thousand Buddhas from the Western Lands came to the West and returned together with the immortals. The ancient court was sealed for seven days with the great wish of hundreds of millions of monks in the Western Land.

The living Buddha is an ancient sage. Nine realms of gods and Buddhas. It was also one of the top ten among the more than thirty ancient sages, but today, it has completely disappeared.

This move was already decided by Xitu Buddhism. Only in the West can the great aspirations of all living beings be so pure, without even a trace of distracting thoughts. Only then can he kill three Ancient Court Immortals.

Two of them descended, but one had not yet broken free. Then he died under the palm of the million-foot-long Buddha that was condensed from the great wishes of all living beings in the Western Land.

only. The ancient sages did not expect that the ancient court would come so quickly.

In the Demon Realm, a demon crane shuttles through the black clouds. Until he flew to an imperial palace altar and began to slowly descend.

suddenly. A white hand reached out. He grabbed the magic crane and took the crystal in its claws.

A man in black looked at the quick crystal stone and saw the flashing scenes, with a cold light in his eyes.

"The Immortal of the Ancient Courtyard has arrived. The entire ancient palace has broken through the rules of heaven and earth and is coming fiercely. This is no longer about leaving fire in the world..."

The man in black sneered again and again, showing his murderous intent. This person is the king of the demon clan, Luo Sinan.

"The mountains and rivers are beautiful, and the bright moon is like a hook. The wind and rain gather, and the world is crumbling. Haha, how can I, Luo Sinan, think about this world day and night, so that you and other false immortals can be wiped to the ground? You wait, in this world of cholera, have you ever asked My opinion?"

"Haha! People in the world call me a devil. If that's the case, then I will be a devil that scares you and other pseudo-immortals!"

Luo Sinan stretched out his hand and stood up. The momentum is rising. More than thirty years later, he actually became the Nine Realm Demon Lord.

Behind him, one figure after another appeared. Enter the Northern Wilderness and come to the world again.

Eastern soil. A young man carrying a mahogany sword on his back fell on Xi Tu.

"The Western Territory was destroyed, and all the people with lofty ideals died in that battle. I, the people from the Eastern Territory, should also rush forward one after another. Fight to the death! Protect me in this world with your soul."

Liu Xuhua's gaze retracted and fell to the south again. He murmured.

"Junior sister, the Changsheng Sword Sect and the Changsheng Dao Sect are one sect. One of you and I practice medicine to save people, and the other kills with a sword. Immeasurable Heavenly Lord! This battle should be fought by my brother."

________Southern Territory.

Above the South China Sea, a young Taoist nun stood in the air, sensing the words coming from the East, and her eyes fell on the Eastern Land.

"My way of thinking. Although it is to save people,

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Law. The Xuanhuang Qi can lead to immortality, not killing. But I am the Supreme Being of the Nine Realms. You can also fight! I will never regret it! "

The young Taoist nun's eyes moved and fell on the East China Sea. But his sight was not on the Changsheng Sword Sect. But the ink soil refining ground. He whispered softly.

"I will be with you to the death..."

In Motu Liandi, an old man stood in the abyss of a canyon, holding a fishing rod.

Among fishing rods, there are wireless ones and wired ones. It's just that this line is invisible to the naked eye.

The old man stood there quietly, his eyes slightly lowered. After burning the incense, the old man raised his eyes lightly and raised his hand vigorously.

There was a sound in the abyss. The dragon's roar shocked the heavens.

A giant dragon followed a red line straight up to the sky, shrunk in an instant, and was caught in the old man's hand.

"Grandpa. Is this a real dragon?"

Behind the old man stood a young girl. Looking at the struggling black dragon in the old man's hands, he spoke curiously.

"Lingsha, this is not a real dragon, but a dragon." The old man turned to look at the girl and said.

"Dragon? It turns out that a dragon looks like this. But what did grandpa catch this dragon for? Is it for me to play with?" Lu Lingsha had never seen a dragon before, and she found it funny when she saw it now.

"Lingsha, of course we are not catching this dragon for fun. We are letting it take us out." The old man's eyes fell on the dragon in his hand, and red mist surged in his eyes.

The next moment, the dragon in his hand entered the air, rolled up the black clouds, and turned into thousands of feet again, but the original dark eyes, like the old man's eyes, revealed billowing red mist.

"Go out? Where are you going? If you want to go to big brother, I will go!"

"Grandpa wants to take you to see the real beauty of the country!"

The old man took the girl's hand and stepped onto the black dragon's back. The dragon roared again, rising into the sky and flying towards the abyss.

As the black dragon reentered the abyss, a voice resounded in all directions.

"Fellow Taoist, help me tell big brother! I, Ayangu, will accompany him to the end of this battle!"

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The sky sprinkles a jug of wine. A middle-aged scholar bowed deeply to the west.

"Have a good journey, holy monks! Next, leave it to me, Li Wangsheng!"

Li Wangsheng looked down at the earth, took in all the scenery of the world, and spoke every word with a firm voice.

"The mountains and rivers are vast, who controls the good and the evil. There is no light in the sky and the earth, I will cut off the yin and yang!"

Li Wangsheng raised his head and looked at the

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An ancient palace covered with countless golden swastikas looked up to the sky and roared.

"The righteous path will never be destroyed, and the majesty will last forever!"

He walked upward step by step, and finally sat opposite to the ancient palace. After waiting for seven days, the false immortal came again.

Heroes from all walks of life raised their glasses and stood in honor of the Buddhas in the Western Land.

The cup fell and broke, and a man in black robe walked out of the darkness. He was a little drunk, and his eyes were bloodshot.

"Heaven's secret is cut off. The human world is a ghost. Haha, you and other pseudo-immortals regard us as flesh and blood. I, Ye Xingchen, would rather destroy my body and soul than let myself become the food of your flesh and blood."

Daluoyu, Miaoxiufang.

"Although we are women, we cannot lose the reputation of our Miao Embroidery Studio. In this battle, the disciples of our Miao Embroidery Studio will never enter the world of Immortal Stage and live an ignoble existence. In this battle! Our Miao Embroidery Studio will be like the Buddhas in the Western Land, Do your duty faithfully and protect the common people in the world, even if you die!"

A woman in pink clothes, with the radiance of the Great Dao all over her body, will lead the disciples to fight on the front line in seven days, never taking a step back.

In the Valley of Ten Thousand Flowers, a doctor bent down to pick elixirs in the medicine field.

The doctor threw the elixir into the basket behind him and stood still.

"Haha, the Buddha said that all life is suffering. But they all say that once you enter this valley, you will never suffer. Now, suffering is everywhere in the world!"

The doctor raised his head and looked at the sky. spoke again.

"I am the ancient great emperor, the next-generation disciple of the Miao Shen Medical Emperor. I must pass on medical ethics and save the suffering of all sentient beings. Let me save the suffering of the world."

The doctor closed his eyes and opened them again. The imperial power appears.

At this moment, there are seven realms. Every hero emerges.

Deep in no man's land. Some people carry swords and go down from the north, and some people carry swords and go south and north. Some people come from the west to the east, and some people return from the east to the west.

These are ancient powerful men who have never appeared in the world. Hidden for countless years. Today I finally return to this world.

Some of them wanted to end their relationship with Guting, while others couldn't bear the end of the world.

No matter what the purpose is, after all, he wants to guard the world with his own flesh and blood and protect a kind of fire.

In the Ziyun Sect, an old man raised his head, looked toward the east with trembling hands, and breathed quickly.

The old man spoke in a trembling voice, but there was a strong fighting spirit in his heart.

"The ancient court has appeared...Chu Cheng! Are you ready..."

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