A huge sense of oppression exploded in the void.

The huge Buddha palm collided with the Ba Ying, and the Buddha's light suddenly shone, and the golden light gleamed outside the entire pavilion.

The power spin in Xu Zimo's body was surging out with the power of the Nine Changes of the God of War.

It was like a huge wave, wave after wave, and wave was higher than wave.

The golden Buddha's palm began to break every inch, and the Buddha statue was instantly dimmed.

"I'll help you," Banyue Saint yelled softly from the side.

The moon wheel was spinning around, and in the faint moonlight, there seemed to be a slender figure dancing and clearing the shadow.

Like Chang'e flying to the moon, it's so beautiful.

This slender figure danced faster and faster in the hazy moonlight, and finally formed a killing air.

All came to Xu Zimo to kill.

Xu Zimo frowned slightly, and his figure ran across the void, avoiding this attack.

"Ten Thousand Buddha Dynasty Sect," the real Pudu beside him shouted again.

Behind him, his fate appeared. It was a string of Buddhist relics.

When the relics exuded a strong Buddha light and were embedded in the center of the giant Buddha's eyebrows, the surrounding scenes began to change.

The residence of Samantabhadra, surrounded by ten thousand Buddhas.

Countless Buddhas and Bodhisattvas' phantoms appeared around.

They all faced Xu Zimo in one pose.

Kneeling like a pilgrimage.

What a Buddha's existence, so bowing down to a human being, how can it be tolerated.

This is not only pressure, but also a suppression of one's own air luck.

Cihangjiao is located in the north of the Supreme Territory.

Whether it is the ancestor Cihang Master, or Purdue real person, they have made their own statues.

Supply the temple, let the world visit, and collect the gas of fireworks.

This is his qi luck, something like qi luck is unpredictable, invisible and invisible, but it exists in the dark.

At this moment, the dynasty of Ten Thousand Buddhas all worshiped Xu Zimo.

Xu Zimo only felt that the power of sentient beings was oppressing him.

Want him to kneel down, the blood in his body boiled, and even his blood vessels exploded.

"Moon Shadow dazzled killing," Half Moon Saint's voice came from the side at the same time.

His eyes were a bit distorted, even hideous.

"go to hell."

Of course, in stark contrast to his hideousness, it was the hazy figure in the moonlight.

She looks like a slender lady with white and delicate feet.

Slowly stepped out, as if dancing a dance of Li Shang.

Dancing mountains and rivers, smashing the sky, the killing air and killing intent are boundlessly condensed.

When the Ten Thousand Buddha Dynasty Sect suppressed Xu Zimo, a round of Xuanyue's surface was covered with frost and killed him.

"Pulse Moon Mixed Sky."

This Xuanyue carried Taoist rhyme all over her body, as if the hazy phantom was singing, and in her whispers, the way home of the Tao was invincible.

"Magic ten forms four forms, heavenly demons form,

The heavenly tester. "

The so-called trying, fighting against the law, breaking the world, and destroying all beings, is immortal.

This knife carries the spirit of a broken world.

The devilish energy of Ba Ying's blade was beating, it did not hit the sky overwhelmingly, but concentrated on one point.

In this knife shadow, a section of magnificent magic's horizon was reflected.

A knife fell, Xuanyue shattered, and Ten Thousand Buddhas paled.

The world is turbulent, and the mighty wind and cloud is invaded by demonic energy.

Xu Zimo stepped forward, the tip of the knife seemed to dance the dance of death.

The wind and thunder slammed, slashing at the two of them.

"Can't hide," Real Purdue shouted.

The Buddha statues all over his body changed again, apparently trying his best.

"Ten Thousand Buddhas Nirvana."

The Buddha statues that had already faded were all completely renewed, as if they had experienced Nirvana.

They uttered the nine-character mantra, "Nanwu Ami," reflecting the sky, under the black magic energy.

The golden Buddha light began to flow in the void surrounded by golden fonts.

The half-moon saint beside him didn't hide any clumsiness.

"Yue Lin; absolute zero."

As his voice fell, the Saint Half Moon was frozen by a wave of ice.

On Xuanyue above his head, a thick layer of ice began to form visible to the naked eye.

A wave of cold air spread around.

They freeze the void, freezing everything, even the air is not an exaggeration.

Cold air and Buddhist words are divided into two extremes.

Rolling down from all around.

Hit Xu Zimo in it.

"Not enough," Xu Zimo chuckled lightly.

In the Ba Ying in his hand, although the cracks became more and more obvious, the sword intent became heavier.

The sky is full of sword meaning like a sea of prison, majestic lift off.

All the three doors of the Tongtian Sanshengmen were opened, the sword intent tore through the sky, roaring the galaxy, and coming mightily.

The Nine Changes of the God of War, the Three Life Gates of the Heavens, the Law of Shaking the Sky, and the Sixteen Forms of Questioning, all broke out at this moment.

The entire sky didn't just collapse, it seemed to destroy the sky.

The firmament above Tiandao City, and even the firmament above Wushangyu's head, had cracks of varying degrees.

The wide range and large area are rare in the world.

With this knife cut, Ba Ying eventually shattered into countless pieces because he couldn't bear the pressure.

But the knife still fell.

Both the cold air Xuanyue and the Buddha's sound were annihilated in an instant.

The entire sky exploded completely.

Bai Li was in the pavilion, his heart beating.

"That's his strength," she muttered to herself.

I can't imagine it inside.

She hadn't seen this kind of strength before, and the white skirt woman in Bai Li's master was even worse.

But what kind of strength her master is, half the existence of Nirvana.

And Xu Zimo is no more than a spiritual realm.

This kind of strength erupted from a person in the Divine Vein Realm, which made her difficult to understand and unimaginable.

If you become immortal in the future, what kind of style it should be.

Or not to be immortal. With this kind of existence, who among his peers can compete with him?

At this moment, Bai Li actually felt a little sadness.

For herself, but also for the younger generation of this era.

As long as the person selected by the destiny, ask which one does not want to carry the destiny, the king will come to the nine days.

But being in an era with this kind of person is a kind of sadness.

The aftermath of the explosion destroyed everything around.

All the buildings, flowers, and trees disappeared.

The earthquake trembled and the sky shattered.

Only the pavilion of Wanbao Pavilion stood here peacefully. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com

Because this pavilion is not an entity, it is just a condensed aura.

As long as the small world of Wanbao Pavilion does not die, this pavilion will not be destroyed.

When all the dust is gone.

The wind blew lightly, and Xu Zimo stood on the cracked ground with a flat face, bending over to pick up Ba Ying's knife fragments.

On the other side of the earth, the two humans, Purdue and Half Moon Sage, were covered in black hair and rags, and fell to the ground in embarrassment.

"How is this possible, absolutely impossible," the Saint Banyue muttered to himself somewhat crazy.

"A small Divine Vein Realm, how is it our opponent."

On the other side, the battle between the white dress woman and the white tiger old man continued.

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