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In the face of the indignation of the Red Lion ancestor, Yang Ling Buddha shook his head and quickly raised his head.
In the blink of an eye, he was as tall as the dark shadow.
He looked down at the ancestor of the Red Lion and said, "Red Lion, you are the saint who is the least like the saint of heaven and do not meet the standards of the rules of heaven. I have advised you many times not to interfere in the affairs of all sentient beings. You don't listen. It's against heaven to train saints at the beginning."
"Today, God and I will join hands to destroy you. If there is an afterlife, don't preach. You are only suitable to be a mortal."
When the voice fell, he raised his right hand and grabbed the red lion's ancestor.
The Red Lion ancestor was so angry that he took a deep breath and tried to calm down.
In that case.
Then let go and fight!
……
In the black tripod world.
Zhou Xuanji and the demons were still under the beating of the hot rain. At first glance, they looked like skeletons wrapped in flesh and blood.
The voice of the old fairy's road continues.
Zhou Xuanji was used to pain and even numbness.
His state of mind fell into an unprecedented calm.
At this time, a strong wind suddenly came.
The wind blade visible to the naked eye hit his flesh, scraped away his flesh and blood, and made him frown slightly.
The magnificent aura gathered with all kinds of fragrance. After drilling into his body, his pain was slightly reduced, and the flesh began to recover at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Originally numb, he felt pain again.
What is life better than death.
He is now.
But he still insisted.
He is not afraid of death, but he doesn't want to die like this.
What is the way of heaven, what is the fate!
Dare to let him die, then he will pierce all this!
He communicated with Jianling in his heart.
"Jianling, I really can't crack this game?"
The supreme sword system is known as Hongmeng's chance. Perhaps it is because of it that Zhou Xuanji was expelled by fate.
"Sword master, are you afraid?"
Jianling asked, with the same tone and no feelings.
Zhou Xuanji replied, "I'm not afraid, but everything around me tells me that I will die. I need to be sure."
Although the old fairy was very calm, he obviously heard it. The old fairy also felt that he was close to death.
As for the old beggar, I'm afraid I've given him up.
He doesn't blame the old beggar. He hasn't repaid the old beggar yet.
For the old beggar, he also has the most important people.
If Zhou Xuanji could only choose one person to protect him, he would not hesitate to choose Jiang Xue.
In the world of mortals, no matter how high the cultivation is, the word of love is unforgettable.
"You are the sword emperor. Any danger can be broken with one sword. If one sword can't, ten thousand swords will kill. If ten thousand swords still can't, then one million swords. This is your initial belief. Have you forgotten?"
The sword spirit replied, and his words made Zhou Xuanji suddenly open his eyes.
The wind blade followed the thorn and pointed directly at his eyes.
Purple eyes were shining with strange light, and the wind blade melted as soon as it approached and integrated into his eyes.
"That's right! I don't care what others think!"
Zhou Xuanji murmured to himself, and his tone became extremely firm.
What about fate!
……
In a flash.
Five years later.
Thousands of gods have passed the panic of annihilation, all living beings are multiplying, and all sects are developing at their own pace.
This day.
The sky suddenly shed golden lotus flowers and countless red hairs, covering the whole thousand gods.
Even all the mortals connected with the gods are the same.
The golden lotus was born and the red lion fell.
The eight saints of heaven, except one.
In the mountains and forests, Si mengyan and the hanging theft cliff looked up.
"What's going on? Is there another heavenly Saint falling?"
The cliff was stunned and asked. He had experienced the fall of the heavenly Saint before, and it was like this at that time.
Simangyan's face changed slightly, and his eyes showed a murderous opportunity.
He knew in an instant who had fallen.
Red Lion!
"How could... He was so powerful... How could he fall..."
Simengyan's chest fluctuated, and his eyes turned red like blood.
The Red Lion ancestor would do everything to protect the Tianjiao he valued, so would he and Zhou Xuanji.
Hanging robber cliff saw his reaction and understood it.
"The ancestor of the red lion fell... Is it..."
Hanging robber cliff suddenly thought of many possibilities, and his face changed dramatically.
The heavenly Saint even began to fight inside.
Up to now, there are only seven saints left.
Then a sound of footsteps came from behind them.
Hanging thief cliff turned his head, stared wide, and shouted, "it's you!"
The visitor is a man in a hooded black robe. He has a handsome face. His black hair is mixed with wisps of white hair. His eyes are deep. There are two staggered crescent patterns between his eyebrows.
He said with a smile, "hanging theft cliff, long time no see."
He turned his eyes to Si mengyan and said with a smile, "Hey, do you want to avenge the ancestor of the red lion? Do you want to be the next heavenly saint?"
Hanging robber cliff's face is cloudy, sunny and changeable, and I'm a little nervous.
Simengyan turned to look at the man in black and asked, "who are you?"
He subconsciously glanced at each other with divine consciousness and found that he couldn't see through him.
"My last name is Ren. As for my first name, there are many. I like others to call me Ren counter life."
The man in black smiled. His eyes twinkled, giving people a deep feeling of Chengfu.
……
In the black tripod world.
A purple Qi fell from the sky and penetrated into Zhou Xuanji's body.
He then opened his eyes and said in amazement, "is this?"
The purple Qi of heaven!
How could another purple air fall down?
"This is the holy throne of the ancestor of the red lion. He gave you the purple Qi of the way of heaven to win a glimmer of vitality for you."
The voice of the old fairy sounded, and the tone was very calm.
Zhou Xuanji frowned and asked, "what about him?"
The venerable Daojing left the thousand gods before he handed over the purple Qi of the heavenly way.
Does the Red Lion ancestor also want to chase the steps of Taoist jingzun?
"He has fallen."
Zhou Xuanji's pupil shrinks and a misheard expression.
Fall!
How is that possible?
Even if he encounters the dark iron emperor, he should share equally.
It is impossible to kill each other if the saints fight alone.
Unless
The ancestor of the red lion was attacked by many heavenly saints!
"I don't know why he fell, but the catastrophe is coming, and the heavenly Saint also said that the crisis you are facing seems to be beyond your expectation."
The old fairy continued. In other words, Zhou Xuanji will also face all heavenly saints.
Zhou Xuanji frowned more tightly.
He didn't like the Red Lion ancestor very much, but he gave him the purple Qi of the heaven before he fell, which made him feel bad.
He took a deep breath and asked, "is my flesh strong enough?"
Five years later.
His flesh has been reshaped. Boiling rain, wind blades, magma and hundreds of millions of Thunder have transformed his flesh.
He didn't know how strong he was, but he obviously felt that he had been reborn.
"Wait, you can contact your people to prepare for escape."
The old fairy replied.
This sentence made Zhou Xuanji's face slightly changed. He immediately closed his eyes and focused on the lotus world.
He informed Jiang Xue to contact dijianting, Shenya and dijianting in the northern wasteland. They all entered the world of lotus and were ready to avoid robbery.
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In the face of the indignation of the Red Lion ancestor, Yang Ling Buddha shook his head and quickly raised his head.
In the blink of an eye, he was as tall as the dark shadow.
He looked down at the ancestor of the Red Lion and said, "Red Lion, you are the saint who is the least like the saint of heaven and do not meet the standards of the rules of heaven. I have advised you many times not to interfere in the affairs of all sentient beings. You don't listen. It's against heaven to train saints at the beginning."
"Today, God and I will join hands to destroy you. If there is an afterlife, don't preach. You are only suitable to be a mortal."
When the voice fell, he raised his right hand and grabbed the red lion's ancestor.
The Red Lion ancestor was so angry that he took a deep breath and tried to calm down.
In that case.
Then let go and fight!
……
In the black tripod world.
Zhou Xuanji and the demons were still under the beating of the hot rain. At first glance, they looked like skeletons wrapped in flesh and blood.
The voice of the old fairy's road continues.
Zhou Xuanji was used to pain and even numbness.
His state of mind fell into an unprecedented calm.
At this time, a strong wind suddenly came.
The wind blade visible to the naked eye hit his flesh, scraped away his flesh and blood, and made him frown slightly.
The magnificent aura gathered with all kinds of fragrance. After drilling into his body, his pain was slightly reduced, and the flesh began to recover at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Originally numb, he felt pain again.
What is life better than death.
He is now.
But he still insisted.
He is not afraid of death, but he doesn't want to die like this.
What is the way of heaven, what is the fate!
Dare to let him die, then he will pierce all this!
He communicated with Jianling in his heart.
"Jianling, I really can't crack this game?"
The supreme sword system is known as Hongmeng's chance. Perhaps it is because of it that Zhou Xuanji was expelled by fate.
"Sword master, are you afraid?"
Jianling asked, with the same tone and no feelings.
Zhou Xuanji replied, "I'm not afraid, but everything around me tells me that I will die. I need to be sure."
Although the old fairy was very calm, he obviously heard it. The old fairy also felt that he was close to death.
As for the old beggar, I'm afraid I've given him up.
He doesn't blame the old beggar. He hasn't repaid the old beggar yet.
For the old beggar, he also has the most important people.
If Zhou Xuanji could only choose one person to protect him, he would not hesitate to choose Jiang Xue.
In the world of mortals, no matter how high the cultivation is, the word of love is unforgettable.
"You are the sword emperor. Any danger can be broken with one sword. If one sword can't, ten thousand swords will kill. If ten thousand swords still can't, then one million swords. This is your initial belief. Have you forgotten?"
The sword spirit replied, and his words made Zhou Xuanji suddenly open his eyes.
The wind blade followed the thorn and pointed directly at his eyes.
Purple eyes were shining with strange light, and the wind blade melted as soon as it approached and integrated into his eyes.
"That's right! I don't care what others think!"
Zhou Xuanji murmured to himself, and his tone became extremely firm.
What about fate!
……
In a flash.
Five years later.
Thousands of gods have passed the panic of annihilation, all living beings are multiplying, and all sects are developing at their own pace.
This day.
The sky suddenly shed golden lotus flowers and countless red hairs, covering the whole thousand gods.
Even all the mortals connected with the gods are the same.
The golden lotus was born and the red lion fell.
The eight saints of heaven, except one.
In the mountains and forests, Si mengyan and the hanging theft cliff looked up.
"What's going on? Is there another heavenly Saint falling?"
The cliff was stunned and asked. He had experienced the fall of the heavenly Saint before, and it was like this at that time.
Simangyan's face changed slightly, and his eyes showed a murderous opportunity.
He knew in an instant who had fallen.
Red Lion!
"How could... He was so powerful... How could he fall..."
Simengyan's chest fluctuated, and his eyes turned red like blood.
The Red Lion ancestor would do everything to protect the Tianjiao he valued, so would he and Zhou Xuanji.
Hanging robber cliff saw his reaction and understood it.
"The ancestor of the red lion fell... Is it..."
Hanging robber cliff suddenly thought of many possibilities, and his face changed dramatically.
The heavenly Saint even began to fight inside.
Up to now, there are only seven saints left.
Then a sound of footsteps came from behind them.
Hanging thief cliff turned his head, stared wide, and shouted, "it's you!"
The visitor is a man in a hooded black robe. He has a handsome face. His black hair is mixed with wisps of white hair. His eyes are deep. There are two staggered crescent patterns between his eyebrows.
He said with a smile, "hanging theft cliff, long time no see."
He turned his eyes to Si mengyan and said with a smile, "Hey, do you want to avenge the ancestor of the red lion? Do you want to be the next heavenly saint?"
Hanging robber cliff's face is cloudy, sunny and changeable, and I'm a little nervous.
Simengyan turned to look at the man in black and asked, "who are you?"
He subconsciously glanced at each other with divine consciousness and found that he couldn't see through him.
"My last name is Ren. As for my first name, there are many. I like others to call me Ren counter life."
The man in black smiled. His eyes twinkled, giving people a deep feeling of Chengfu.
……
In the black tripod world.
A purple Qi fell from the sky and penetrated into Zhou Xuanji's body.
He then opened his eyes and said in amazement, "is this?"
The purple Qi of heaven!
How could another purple air fall down?
"This is the holy throne of the ancestor of the red lion. He gave you the purple Qi of the way of heaven to win a glimmer of vitality for you."
The voice of the old fairy sounded, and the tone was very calm.
Zhou Xuanji frowned and asked, "what about him?"
The venerable Daojing left the thousand gods before he handed over the purple Qi of the heavenly way.
Does the Red Lion ancestor also want to chase the steps of Taoist jingzun?
"He has fallen."
Zhou Xuanji's pupil shrinks and a misheard expression.
Fall!
How is that possible?
Even if he encounters the dark iron emperor, he should share equally.
It is impossible to kill each other if the saints fight alone.
Unless
The ancestor of the red lion was attacked by many heavenly saints!
"I don't know why he fell, but the catastrophe is coming, and the heavenly Saint also said that the crisis you are facing seems to be beyond your expectation."
The old fairy continued. In other words, Zhou Xuanji will also face all heavenly saints.
Zhou Xuanji frowned more tightly.
He didn't like the Red Lion ancestor very much, but he gave him the purple Qi of the heaven before he fell, which made him feel bad.
He took a deep breath and asked, "is my flesh strong enough?"
Five years later.
His flesh has been reshaped. Boiling rain, wind blades, magma and hundreds of millions of Thunder have transformed his flesh.
He didn't know how strong he was, but he obviously felt that he had been reborn.
"Wait, you can contact your people to prepare for escape."
The old fairy replied.
This sentence made Zhou Xuanji's face slightly changed. He immediately closed his eyes and focused on the lotus world.
He informed Jiang Xue to contact dijianting, Shenya and dijianting in the northern wasteland. They all entered the world of lotus and were ready to avoid robbery.
In the face of the indignation of the Red Lion ancestor, Yang Ling Buddha shook his head and quickly raised his head.In the blink of an eye, he was as tall as the dark shadow.He looked down at the ancestor of the Red Lion and said, "Red Lion, you are the saint who is the least like the saint of heaven and do not meet the standards of the rules of heaven. I have advised you many times not to interfere in the affairs of all sentient beings. You don't listen. It's against heaven to train saints at the beginning.""Today, God and I will join hands to destroy you. If there is an afterlife, don't preach. You are only suitable to be a mortal."When the voice fell, he raised his right hand and grabbed the red lion's ancestor.The Red Lion ancestor was so angry that he took a deep breath and tried to calm down.In that case.Then let go and fight!In the black tripod world.Zhou Xuanji and the demons were still under the beating of the hot rain. At first glance, they looked like skeletons wrapped in flesh and blood.The voice of the old fairy's road continues.Zhou Xuanji was used to pain and even numbness.His state of mind fell into an unprecedented calm.At this time, a strong wind suddenly came.The wind blade visible to the naked eye hit his flesh, scraped away his flesh and blood, and made him frown slightly.The magnificent aura gathered with all kinds of fragrance. After drilling into his body, his pain was slightly reduced, and the flesh began to recover at a speed visible to the naked eye.Originally numb, he felt pain again.What is life better than death.He is now.But he still insisted.He is not afraid of death, but he doesn't want to die like this.What is the way of heaven, what is the fate!Dare to let him die, then he will pierce all this!He communicated with Jianling in his heart."Jianling, I really can't crack this game?"The supreme sword system is known as Hongmeng's chance. Perhaps it is because of it that Zhou Xuanji was expelled by fate."Sword master, are you afraid?"Jianling asked, with the same tone and no feelings.Zhou Xuanji replied, "I'm not afraid, but everything around me tells me that I will die. I need to be sure."Although the old fairy was very calm, he obviously heard it. The old fairy also felt that he was close to death.As for the old beggar, I'm afraid I've given him up.He doesn't blame the old beggar. He hasn't repaid the old beggar yet.For the old beggar, he also has the most important people.If Zhou Xuanji could only choose one person to protect him, he would not hesitate to choose Jiang Xue.In the world of mortals, no matter how high the cultivation is, the word of love is unforgettable."You are the sword emperor. Any danger can be broken with one sword. If one sword can't, ten thousand swords will kill. If ten thousand swords still can't, then one million swords. This is your initial belief. Have you forgotten?"The sword spirit replied, and his words made Zhou Xuanji suddenly open his eyes.The wind blade followed the thorn and pointed directly at his eyes.Purple eyes were shining with strange light, and the wind blade melted as soon as it approached and integrated into his eyes."That's right! I don't care what others think!"Zhou Xuanji murmured to himself, and his tone became extremely firm.What about fate!In a flash.Five years later.Thousands of gods have passed the panic of annihilation, all living beings are multiplying, and all sects are developing at their own pace.This day.The sky suddenly shed golden lotus flowers and countless red hairs, covering the whole thousand gods.Even all the mortals connected with the gods are the same.The golden lotus was born and the red lion fell.The eight saints of heaven, except one.In the mountains and forests, Si mengyan and the hanging theft cliff looked up."What's going on? Is there another heavenly Saint falling?"The cliff was stunned and asked. He had experienced the fall of the heavenly Saint before, and it was like this at that time.Simangyan's face changed slightly, and his eyes showed a murderous opportunity.He knew in an instant who had fallen.Red Lion!"How could... He was so powerful... How could he fall..."Simengyan's chest fluctuated, and his eyes turned red like blood.The Red Lion ancestor would do everything to protect the Tianjiao he valued, so would he and Zhou Xuanji.Hanging robber cliff saw his reaction and understood it."The ancestor of the red lion fell... Is it..."Hanging robber cliff suddenly thought of many possibilities, and his face changed dramatically.The heavenly Saint even began to fight inside.Up to now, there are only seven saints left.Then a sound of footsteps came from behind them.Hanging thief cliff turned his head, stared wide, and shouted, "it's you!"The visitor is a man in a hooded black robe. He has a handsome face. His black hair is mixed with wisps of white hair. His eyes are deep. There are two staggered crescent patterns between his eyebrows.He said with a smile, "hanging theft cliff, long time no see."He turned his eyes to Si mengyan and said with a smile, "Hey, do you want to avenge the ancestor of the red lion? Do you want to be the next heavenly saint?"Hanging robber cliff's face is cloudy, sunny and changeable, and I'm a little nervous.Simengyan turned to look at the man in black and asked, "who are you?"He subconsciously glanced at each other with divine consciousness and found that he couldn't see through him."My last name is Ren. As for my first name, there are many. I like others to call me Ren counter life."The man in black smiled. His eyes twinkled, giving people a deep feeling of Chengfu.In the black tripod world.A purple Qi fell from the sky and penetrated into Zhou Xuanji's body.He then opened his eyes and said in amazement, "is this?"The purple Qi of heaven!How could another purple air fall down?"This is the holy throne of the ancestor of the red lion. He gave you the purple Qi of the way of heaven to win a glimmer of vitality for you."The voice of the old fairy sounded, and the tone was very calm.Zhou Xuanji frowned and asked, "what about him?"The venerable Daojing left the thousand gods before he handed over the purple Qi of the heavenly way.Does the Red Lion ancestor also want to chase the steps of Taoist jingzun?"He has fallen."Zhou Xuanji's pupil shrinks and a misheard expression.Fall!How is that possible?Even if he encounters the dark iron emperor, he should share equally.It is impossible to kill each other if the saints fight alone.UnlessThe ancestor of the red lion was attacked by many heavenly saints!"I don't know why he fell, but the catastrophe is coming, and the heavenly Saint also said that the crisis you are facing seems to be beyond your expectation."The old fairy continued. In other words, Zhou Xuanji will also face all heavenly saints.Zhou Xuanji frowned more tightly.He didn't like the Red Lion ancestor very much, but he gave him the purple Qi of the heaven before he fell, which made him feel bad.He took a deep breath and asked, "is my flesh strong enough?"Five years later.His flesh has been reshaped. Boiling rain, wind blades, magma and hundreds of millions of Thunder have transformed his flesh.He didn't know how strong he was, but he obviously felt that he had been reborn."Wait, you can contact your people to prepare for escape."The old fairy replied.This sentence made Zhou Xuanji's face slightly changed. He immediately closed his eyes and focused on the lotus world.He informed Jiang Xue to contact dijianting, Shenya and dijianting in the northern wasteland. They all entered the world of lotus and were ready to avoid robbery.
