Red Heart Survey

In the strong wind, the yellow-faced old monk flew all the way.

In order to avoid unnecessary troubles, he took the Southern Region on this trip, traveled upstream along the long river line, bypassed the extremely spectacular River Watching Platform, the place where the Yellow River Meeting has always been held, and headed towards Yunguo.

Walking to a certain place, the small clock around his waist trembled suddenly.

"Xuankong Temple does something special, all good lords please do it conveniently!"

The sound of the Buddha is magnificent, and the sound shakes far away.

But the wind suddenly stopped.

No, it wasn't Gang Feng that stopped, but the entire space.

The narrow world is like falling into a cage. Everything you know, see, and feel falls into a stillness.

Someone actually did not want to show Xuankong Temple's face, and forcibly blocked the way!

The momentum of the bitter sensation stopped immediately, and the person was in the high sky, holding the big fearless seal in his hand, which was quite solemn, and he had the air of an eminent monk walking in the special event of the Eastern Holy Land of Buddhism.

But he shouted in a loud voice: "It's just for crossing the border, I don't intend to disturb each other, if there is any hindrance, I can go around! I don't know where an expert is blocking the way, please let me do it!"

What he said was mellow and polite, gentle and solemn.

However, Gao Qiong was silent.

"You son of a bitch, you stinky straw sandals!" Seeing no one was paying attention, Ku Jue jumped up and cursed: "What kind of ghosts and ghosts hide their heads and show their tails, dare to block your Buddha's way! Are you really looking for death?"

He is a man of action, always scolding and beating after him. All in one go, without delay.

The scolding stopped, and the fearless handprint was pushed out, and it was majestic at first glance!

The courage of subduing heretics is the difference of suppressing evil spirits. The Fearless Mudra breaks away the still wind, the imprisoned space, follows the hidden connection, and hits the real enemy.

Find truth in fantasy!

However, above the boundless high sky, a big half-empty and half-real hand appeared, it appeared silently, greeted silently, so understatement, and so just right.

Just caught that handprint.

An ethereal voice sounded at this moment: "Great Monk, turn around and be right!"

Immediately there was a huge echo——

"Turning back is shore, turning back is shore..."

From heaven to earth, from all directions, such echoes came from every direction. The sound echoes endlessly, this is some kind of extremely clever sound killing method, and the intention is to "expel" the word.

But it is a combination of many methods, and it does not belong to any sect or sect, so that people can't see the root of it at all.

The little bell hanging around Kujue's waist, the famous I Wenzhong, was suppressed for a moment and stopped trembling.

"It's you!"

The yellow-faced old monk's eyes widened suddenly.

This old monk who has always been tired of accompanying him seems to have finally moved for real.

That dry and wrinkled old face was filled with anger.

He seemed to recognize the person who came, and with his palms together, his majestic aura surged like a dragon, powerful, brave and powerful, shaking all directions.

"Om! Ah! Mi! Me! Hum! Ga! Cha! Luo!"

Orally recite the eight-character mantra of the great fearlessness of the Buddha's heart!

Every word has the power of diamond, the fire of Buddha's wrath. Reciting every word shakes the world in an instant.

Although Ku Jue didn't have a big reputation in the extraordinary world, he wasn't as popular as he boasted to Jiang Wang at all. Even in the Buddhist site of Xuankong Temple, few believers had heard of him.

But he is indeed one of the strongest monks of the bitter generation in Xuankong Temple.

Otherwise, he couldn't scold the head of Jianglongyuan and the head of Guanshiyuan every day, and laugh with the abbot.

At this moment, he shot out in a rage, full of power and prestige.

The real man uttered the truth, subdued foreign demons, and punished evil.

The shackles of the entire space were instantly broken, and the wind roared again.

Everything returns to the normal state, and the bitter feeling sees the truth.

Because the eight-character mantra that bestowed the sword weapon of Chang Acacia has dissipated, Jing Shen, the disciple with high hopes, is in danger. He didn't want to get too entangled, even if he was full of resentment. After the mantra broke the law, he wanted to leave this place.

But a ray of heavenly wind was guided, blowing from the nothingness, fluttering, smoky, and descending into the world.

Those who are in the wind are God's will.

Unfathomable, untouchable, in the land of nothingness, has unpredictable power.

But it was snatched!

How strong is this opponent?

When the wind blows, walk around for a circle, and immediately surround the place with a sense of suffering!

It cannot be escaped, it cannot be escaped.

As long as the sky wind surrounds the body, there is no danger of killing the body, but it is bound to be impossible to escape in a short time.

The misty voice continued: "Looking forward to returning from the lost way, looking forward to turning back from the sea of ​​suffering."

The words are like printing, flowing around the sky and the wind.

Ku Jue clenched his fists, gritted his teeth and said, "When Jing Goose died, he also came to stop..."

His eyes were red, and he punched Tianfeng!

The golden light of the body protection was shattered, and the flesh and blood also disintegrated, exposing the dense finger bones.

The sky wind is still circling, like God's will, elusive and unchangeable.

Above the high sky, only the old monk's furious voice screamed: "Who the hell are you!?"

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All human beings are God's will, and they are fortunate at first, and they are all human beings.

At the bottom of the 800-mile Qingjiang River, in the long-abandoned ancient magic cave, the fierce struggle is still going on.

"It's long overdue for this to end."

The white bone skeleton and the blood puppet true devil fought frantically between square inches.

Punching and elbowing, at first glance, looks like ordinary warriors, but every gesture is a collision of rules.

In such a fierce battle, His voice is still indifferent, as if he is always on the throne of a god, overlooking all living beings indifferently.

"It's impossible for someone...to escape from death," He said.

He decides so.

This is not just an emphasis, but a repetition of a rule.

The power of Wushengjie is strengthening, and the situation that has lasted for hundreds of years is coming to an end.

The later Wang Changji, of course, was also an excellent choice for the container, but Zhuang Chengqian was the divine body that he chose at the beginning.

That incarnation hundreds of years ago was the time when He was most prepared and in the peak state, and it was the glorious moment He placed high hopes on.

That time Zhuang Chengqian feigned death to escape, and the day of the inexorable calamity has been delayed until now.

This round is a continuation of the old and a new beginning.

The part of the power that He descended was not enough to suppress an opponent like the Blood Puppet True Demon, but it was impossible for Zhuang Chengqian to escape the eternal calamity.

Zhuang Chengqian is waiting for the blood puppet true devil to take shape, so why isn't he?

When he once again invaded everything about Zhuang Chengqian and came to the world, this blood puppet true demon that Zhuang Chengqian painstakingly refined will become his guardian general of the Bone God Kingdom in this world.

Zhuang Chengqian always wants to take advantage of it, and as a god, he also wants to take it all!

"certainly."

Regarding the words of God of Bone, 'Zhuang Chengqian' had no expression on his face: "Otherwise, why would I have died?"

At that time, the body he was controlling was falling towards the chessboard where Wushengjie manifested, and was falling towards Jieyan.

It seems to be irretrievably facing the end, facing the time of death.

But his voice was so flat!

He has the calmness to stand up to the gods, and the confidence to play chess with the gods!

In the entire Underwater Devil's Nest, the active consciousness does not stop at these two.

First Inner House. Jiang Wang sat cross-legged with his heart turned to the sky.

He completely ignored the battle between God of Bone and Zhuang Chengqian. Also unable to intervene.

Regardless of whether the final victor is Bone God or Zhuang Chengqian, he is the first existence to be eliminated. Because of his body, he has been chosen.

Whether Jiang Wang's body was chosen by Zhuang Chengqian, or Zhuang Chengqian's new body was chosen by Bone God, the result made no difference.

He is like an ant, who can only wait for the result of the two giants' struggle, and the only difference he can expect is which giant will be trampled to death.

What kind of courage, what kind of strength is needed to face such a desperate situation?

No matter which way he looked at it, he had no choice but no chance.

There is really no way out, and the boat is not straight when it reaches the bridge!

But he didn't give up.

Not a single ounce of giving up.

He actually seized the last time and was still practicing.

The physical body is occupied, so he cultivates the soul.

There was no other way to turn to the outside, so I turned to the inside to make myself as strong as possible.

At any moment, in any situation, he always has something to do.

The ant cannot change the ending of being trampled to death by the giant, but perhaps, it can try to bite the giant and try to repay the pain as much as possible.

Although the pain, perhaps insignificant, will not even be noticed.

But this is a strong struggle of unyielding life.

There is no end to life, no end to struggle.

"I really appreciate you. Your talent, character, and will are more precious than your talent in cultivation."

Zhuang Chengqian appeared at this time, outside the First Inner Palace: "If you are my heir, I will definitely leave all my careers to you."

There was some regret in his words. Putting everything aside, Jiang Wang is a boy from Zhuangguo after all. If he hadn't failed in the past, but was able to continue his grand plan and great cause, then today, it may not be impossible to cultivate this young man well, and it may not be impossible to look forward to his future.

Looking at the country I created, the arrogance of heaven is shining, isn't it a kind of glory?

"My father is just an ordinary medicine merchant. He couldn't carry it with his hands or shoulders. He failed to be extraordinary and died of illness. But I know..." Jiang Wang opened his eyes: "He will never watch me die! "

There is no need to hide the implication——

How do you deserve to be my father?

"The people you believe in, just haven't been tested yet."

Zhuang Chengqian didn't get angry, just said a word, then lightly clenched his fist, and the blue handprint that sealed the inner palace disappeared. And he stepped into the inner mansion with one step!

Almost at the same time, Jiang Wang jumped up and slayed with his sword!

Although their strengths are vastly different, they still have to fight to the death.

Zhuang Chengqian grabbed the sword with one slap, and with another slap, he had already pinched Jiang Wang's neck, which had manifested in his soul.

At this moment, he didn't need to cover up half a bit, just crushed directly.

Picking up Jiang Wang's soul with his big hand, it jumped out of the inner palace like catching a weak chicken.

"It was in Tongtian Palace before."

"You ask me...why you, right?"

Zhuang Chengqian's soul, pinching Jiang Wang's soul, jumped out of this body.

The body is still falling.

And Zhuang Chengqian's spirit jumped in front of his body, accelerated suddenly, and pressed Jiang Wang's spirit towards the only dark Jieyan on the Wusheng chessboard.

"This is the answer!"

3k powerhouse, so terrifying.