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Wild.

Mountains and ridges, hundreds of thousands of mountains.

The ferocious birds cross the sky, and strange beasts run around on the earth.

Gods walk, earthly immortals hide in the world.

Tribes are in groups, people are like ants.

This is the ancient style, and the strong prey on the weak.

Inside the Wild Divine Sect.

"The Ghost Saint has come out, but he is blocked by the dark sky."

"Mingkong? Isn't he dead?"

"I don't know, but obviously I'm still alive in the world at this time. On the other side of Yandi, Lu Zu took action, but Ming Zhou did not move, so I'm afraid it has something to do with Mingkong."

"What about the holy one?"

"The immortal king of Yuhua entered the throne of the holy dragon and defeated him. Now he fought against seven, including Lu Zu and the sacred sages, all of whom were blocked."

"How is that possible?"

"The Holy Dragon was originally unusual, but he wanted to ascend to the immortal world in one fell swoop. Now he is second to the next, but it is not a small matter and cannot be argued with common sense. In addition, the Yuhua Immortal Lord is also very reasonable. And the two sons of the Holy Dragon help each other to help each other, increasing the blood and energy of the remaining blood, so this change has occurred."

The voice hesitated a little and said, "In addition... the Gu Saint has tested the Gu insect and is waiting for an opportunity to move. However... the rest of the parties also seem to be moving."

...

northwest.

The Buddhist temple is dark.

On the murals, endless evil and evil objects are painted, showing the appearance of the underworld, captivating souls and bloody and cruelty.

Deep in the Buddhist temple, Zen sounds were heard, but there was no sense of grandeur and grand, only a gloomy and strange aura.

Deep in the temple, there is a Buddha sitting high.

This Buddha does not use a golden body, but a pitch-black color. He uses clay sculptures and wood sculptures, which is very strange.

This is the King of the Prison.

"The three saints emerge in the wilderness in the south."

"Above the East China Sea, there are three saints first, and then the Ancestral Dragon. After the Ancestral Dragon, there is another Immortal Island ancestor. [Almost all books I want to read are, which are much more stable than ordinary websites and updates are faster. There are no advertisements for the full text."

"The Pure Land of Western Pure Bliss has also changed."

"Middle Earth is about to move."

"It's the last moment?"

His eyes were deep, with a sense of wiseness as if he was foolish, and also with a profound and unfathomable attitude.

"There are also Buddhas in the northwest, so... I will take a step later and take them from the saints."

...

Zhongzhou, Yandi reads;.

The first seat of the eight veins is still like a scholar. Hundreds of years have made his temples turn white.

But the temperament has not diminished, but it has become a little calmer.

And he is only one step away from the True Immortal Dao Ancestor, but this step is considered extremely far away.

At this moment, he held the book.

The changes in Yinghuang Mountain are reflected in the book.

This is also a classic of the Immortal Saint level.

"Zu Lu has taken action to deal with Yuhua, and the Supreme Elder Ming Zhou has not made any movement yet."

The head of the eight veins sighed: "Actually, if he takes action, it will be good whether he grabs the Taoist fruit or helps with others, but there is no movement now... It is really regrettable..."

"What are you sorry?"

The one who spoke was the head of the Five Vein. She was dressed in goose yellow clothes, with a slender figure and a gentle face. She smiled and said, "Do you want the Supreme Elder Mingzhou to help, or to snatch the Dao Fruit?"

The head of the eight meridians said: "If I were... I would have helped a lot... but if I remained unmoved, I would have some..."

The head of the Five Vein smiled and said, "There is a bit of a sword that is empty and not out of the sheath?"

The first seat of the eight meridians nodded.

The first seat of the Five Veins whispered: "The Supreme Elder of Mingzhou must make sense."

"What's the reason?"

The first captain of the eight meridians paused and frowned again and said, "One has taken action."

"Oh? Which immortal saint is it?"

"Daodied Immortal Sect."

"Daodial Immortal Sect, hasn't that person retreated just now?"

“One other.”

“Who?”

"Wuyazi."

...

"More than ten immortal saints?" Master Yan Di said mockingly: "Can he resist it?"

Ming Zhou spoke slowly, his voice was low, and he said, "I can't stop it."

Master Yan Di said, "Is he dead?"

Ming Zhou nodded and said, "Ten deaths are not alive."

Master Yan Di asked, "What if you help him?"

Ming Zhou shook his head and said, "I won't take action."

Master Yan Di was a little silent and said, "No matter what, this junior brother of the ten-mechanism leader, among his disciples, is much more powerful than my senior brother."

Ming Zhou was silent and looked at Yinghuang Mountain.

There is a vast secret of heaven, and there is no way to measure everything.

There is auspicious rays and auspicious energy.

Ming Zhou fell into deep thought, his eyes showing doubts.

...

Youzhou, the worldly reads;. Yinghuang Mountain.

In order to make the killing power stronger, the saints condensed their magic power and did not affect them too much.

But after all, it was the immortal saint who took action, and there were more than one.

At this moment, the mountains collapsed and the earth broke.

The collapse of Yinghuang Mountain, and the crack of the holy dragon was the birthplace.

Although the 990,000-mile Fengshui formation of mountains and rivers was guarded by many immortals and saints, they were also shocked by it.

The creatures of millions of miles only feel that the world has reached the end of the world, the universe is almost broken, and the sorrow is everywhere, which is shocking.

Qin Xianyu controlled the remains of the holy dragon, and he was able to compete with the seven saints, but he still had the upper hand.

Just then, a dragon roar sounded.

And a dragon shadow broke through the void before the sound, threw it on the body of the holy dragon's remains, knocking it over.

East China Sea Ancestral Dragon!

The Eighth Saint!

Almost only the moment the Zulong took action, another palm print fell from the sky.

The palm print is a thousand feet in a radius, suppressing the universe.

The palm print is black and red, dark and bloody, but it also has the meaning of Zen sound and Buddhism.

This is the ninth holy, and the evil Buddha in the northwest took action.

The palm seal pressed down the golden ocean brought by the Holy Dragon's remains, and pressed on the Holy Dragon's remains.

The sound of clicks is endless.

Even if the remains of the holy dragon and the immortal are still molted, there is a sound of broken bones and broken tendons.
To be continued...