The Strongest Villain System

"My little brother, I really want to go out, cut him a thousand times and cut his body into pieces. It's not so difficult to dispel my hatred."

"But I can't harm you. Although our Celestial Clan didn't have many members, we released one at random. They were all characters who shook the starry sky."

"Even in the hidden race, we are still in the top ten, but we are still annihilated."

"Brother Master, I was going to tell you to become a saint, but you suppressed the Apostles of Destiny in advance. Do you know that there are twelve apostles in Deadland?"

"Time, space, destiny, death, darkness, destruction, killing, chaos, calamity, decay, flame, and ice, totaling the twelve apostles."

"And above the twelve apostles, there is another master..."

"Among them, the apostle of time is the strongest, and the apostle of destiny is the most mysterious. Each apostle controls a large area of ​​the dead land..."

"In the past, these apostles were suppressed under eighteen layers of **** and suffered the most brutal torture."

"If this lady shows up, you will be exposed to the inheritance of the Buddha, and the enemy who destroyed my Celestial Clan in the past will also feel it."

Hong Ling's voice was full of melancholy and worry, and he saw with his own eyes how the ancient wilderness suppressed the Apostle of Destiny. It was a big man from the middle nine heavens.

He is also a god!

But God can't shoot every time, nor can it be because of hurting the little brother.

There are rules for the next nine days!

"Sister Hong Ling, you underestimate me too! Do you think I can't think of it?"

"Come out! No one will feel your presence."

"Sister, what I promised will never go back, and I will never compromise with the dead land in this life."

"So there are grudges and complaints."

Guhuang and Hong Ling are attuned to each other, and naturally they also sense the anger and frenzy in Hong Ling's heart, but Hong Ling does not want to expose herself because of him...

Depressed for too long, really depressed for too long...

After a long time, Hong Ling has almost forgotten that he is a member of the Celestial Armament tribe, and has always regarded himself as an immortal sword.

"My little brother, thank you..."

Hong Ling's voice is full of sadness, and the anger and hatred that have been suppressed for endless years are vented. With a ray of magic lines flickering on the eyebrows of the ancient wilderness, the undead sword emerges from it, transforming into a girl with two pony tails on the spot .

"Venerable...Venerable... it's her..."

"The Undead Demon Sword... the remnants of the Heavenly Tool Clan..."

"Venerable, this is the remnant of the Heavenly Tool Clan that Deadland has been looking for, and it has fallen into his hands."

As soon as the old Ganshi Luo saw Hong Ling's figure, he immediately recognized Hong Ling's identity. Deadland has been searching for endless years and still has not given up.

Damn it, it should have been thought of long ago, Guhuang has the ancestral magic order in his hand, and has the inheritance of the great magic sky, how can there be no undead magic sword.

Forget this, how else would it be such a situation.

But thinking that Ancient Wilderness could summon the Dao of Heaven... I was involuntarily discouraged.

"Sure enough, it's you, the last Celestial Tool Clan..."

"Guhuang child, it seems that the inheritance of the Buddha is also in your hands."

"Anomaly, you are an anomaly, an anomaly without time and destiny."

"What on earth are you from?"

The wise eyes of the White-haired Venerable were full of horror, and now that the origins of the ancients are completely unknown, the heavenly ways of the middle nine days can be manifested and escorted.

It's just his third brother, that is to say, there is a shelter beyond the thirty-three heavens.

What is his origin, he can have so many inheritance.

And so many unknowns exist as refuge.

"Old ghost, when death is imminent, he still dare to peek at the origin of my master's little brother."

"Do you deserve to know what you are?"

"Brother Master, can't let him die so happy, the dead ghosts fear the four types of fires in their lives."

"One is the thirty-three heavenly fire, and the second is the nine-nether fire that is born in the depths of the eighteenth **** under the ninety-nine earth. Anyone who is dead, evil spirits, or evil spirits, if they are contaminated with a trace, will make them unable to survive or die. Can't."

"The Thirty-Three Heavenly Fire and the Nine Nether Fire are too far away, but in the inheritance of the demon and the Buddha, one is the undead demon flame, and the other is the red lotus karma fire."

"Especially the Red Lotus Karma Fire, ignoring the realm, cultivation base, and dedicated to burning soul sin karma."

"A trace of contamination, even if it is reincarnation, its red lotus karma will follow until its karma disappears, the sin is clean, and there is no trace of cause and effect."

"The undead demon flame can burn the soul, refining its original soul power for its own use."

"Karma fire is mixed with magic flame, and it is even more extraordinary. Please let my little brother sacrifice the karma fire."

"The little girl wants them to survive, not to die..."

The twin ponytails of the red silk and waist moved without wind, dark magic patterns flashed in their eyes, and a small cluster of dark flames emerged from the plain white fingertips.

Among them, the magic pattern is entwined, and the seal is lingering, full of the terrifying aura of swallowing all things and refining the origin.

The undead demon flame is also one of the powerful flames that is famous in the world, and its power is only the three innate gods can resist.

"Sister Hong Ling, take a moment, wait for me to understand it first."

The ancient wilderness has the inheritance of Buddha, demons, martial arts, and immortals, countless magical abilities and secrets of combat skills, and there are so many kinds of them that there is no time to understand them one by one.

In the secret communication system, 1 million soul power has been deducted, and a twelve-petaled flame lotus flower has emerged in the palm of the ancient wilderness, with countless characters permeating it, and even the **** is in it.

Calm, peaceful, upright, holy, bright!

Red lotus karma is one of the supreme beings of Buddha's inheritance.

Those who can control the red lotus karma fire are all those who have a bodhisattva karma or higher.

Its fire is aimed at the heaven and earth, but it is only ineffective against mortals.

As long as those who set foot in the transcendental realm, no matter they are Buddhas, demons, immortals, or Wu Wuyi, they have sins and karma.

As long as there is a trace of red lotus karmic fire, it will be burned for generations and generations until the cause and effect disappear and the karma is exhausted.

In the heavens and all spirits, there are a few people who can bear the burning of the red lotus karmic fire, and the pain of the soul can be borne by a few people, not to mention that the burning of the karmic fire will produce endless illusions.

Since ancient times, those who are involved in karmic fire have died for ten years.

I saw the appearance of the Buddha behind the ancient wilderness, the **** on the whole body turned into a robe, the twelve-grade golden lotus platform appeared at the foot, and the golden Buddha light shrouded in the back of his head, like a Buddha returning from ancient times.

"Red Lotus Karma...Buddha..."

"You...you are the Buddha...the future will be the reopening of the 18th **** Buddha..."

"The inheritance of Buddha is in this world..."

"Damn it, Guhuang boy, who are you?"

"Who are you?"

The white-haired Venerable's eyes were splitting, almost roaring at the ancient wilderness, his voice was filled with unwillingness and horror...

Buddha!

The inheritance of the Buddha is present...

When something went wrong in the Hades, the top ten Hades, the six Samsara Dao masters, and the big and small Hades experts disappeared overnight.

Only eighteen layers of **** are still in operation, but it is a pity that they rushed out of the eighteen layers of **** and returned to the dead land.

But when the old bald head ran away, Zeng put aside his words.

The day the Buddha returns, when **** reopens!

Deadland chased and killed the old bald head for countless years, but who would have thought that the inheritance was within the ancient days, how close he was...

Moreover, he had secretly followed the ancient wilderness for a long time, and even finally determined that he was dead, but who would have thought to live again.

Still a Buddha...

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