The sword is like the sun, soaring into the sky, shining forever.
"Huang Jutian" tried hard to raise his head, trying to see the sword clearly, but the only bright light was within his sight. His spiritual consciousness was burned in an instant, and his eyes were even more shattered, and blood was splattered.
His devil's foundation, which is as pure as the law, is even more trembling with the overwhelming sound of the sword, trembling violently, as if it is about to collapse and decompose directly!
"Huang Jutian" suddenly realized.
Dog Sect monks lack spiritual practice, and their spiritual ignorance of demons and relatives is as alienated and distorted as much as possible. They will never be completely erased unless they have to.
It is precisely because of this that when he was a demon, he had to separate out his spiritual consciousness, reincarnate as a seven-generation resentment partner, and repeatedly cleanse the Taoist foundation with the samsara, and find out the existence that is enough to be called "true nature".
But now, these alienated and distorted spiritual ignorances have become the targets locked by Xu Xing's sword intent, and have provided him with an extremely clear entry path!
A sword settled, and another sword intent that suddenly rose in the heart of "Huang Jutian" with its sharp edge, and was extremely sharp.
The sword intent raised up, completely splitting the foundation of the demon from bottom to top, revealing a spiritual consciousness that was like a candle in the wind and was swaying.
That little spiritual consciousness merged with the sword intent, and the expression of "Huang Jutian" suddenly changed. He raised his arms and stretched out his flesh and blood palms, suddenly, from the void, held a sword weapon between existence and none.
Huang Jutian grinned, revealing a crazy and extremely happy smile, and slashed out with a long roar! "Chief Master, come!"
In the last moment of life, Huang Jutian finally broke free from the constraints of the demon system under the guidance of Xu Xing's sword, took back his own spiritual wise, and slashed out the purest sword!
On this deserted land, there is a sword light that rises from the southeast, the energy that rushes to the bull, and the sword intent that rushes to the sky, which corresponds to the northwest.
The two resonate with each other, with burning sword marks piercing through the sky, and the demon tide in the eight directions was shattered, piercing through the layers of void outlines, dividing the entire demon star into two!
Xu Xing slashed out with a sword, his whole body trembled violently, and the "Hui Mo Sword" in his hand immediately shattered. The three treasures of "True Spirit Position and Karma", "Tiandi Palace and Palace", and "True Text and Red Book" gradually collapsed.
The power of the transportation and transformation system will be backfired.
In fact, if Xu Xing had not protected these four treasures, let alone purifying the sword intent, just induced emotional resonance in the world would be enough to destroy his body and spirit, and he would never be able to recover.
But regardless of his injuries, he turned his head, looked at the swordsman who had finally recovered, and nodded: "This last sword has a bit of a sword-cultivation style."
Huang Jutian knelt on the ground that was gradually collapsed and felt his body's weakness.
He tried hard to look up and looked at the young man with a look of disdain. He opened his mouth, but sneered and said hoarsely: "You are a bullshit sword cultivator, and you deserve to comment on me."
When Huang Jutian was dying, he stood up straight and bowed his head in front of anyone.
He raised his eyebrows, looked unruly, and asked a question:
"How about the sword I just now?"
This is the first time he has shown his thief style in front of Xu Xing without reservation and his words are vulgar.
Xu Xing calmed down and looked directly at Huang Jutian, saying word by word:
"Unparalleled without any right."
It's a pity that before Huang Jutian finished listening to his comments, his body disintegrated, turned into starlight, and flew away.
With the help of the "Heavenly Gang System" and emotional resonance, Xu Xing was not as happy as Huang Jutian, but instead became heavier.
Because he could feel that although the demon fetus was annihilated, the demon master left traces in the Demon Star, and the placenta itself, did not dissipate, but instead condensed again, giving birth to stronger power.
There is infinitely separated from this world, and it is a pure land of glass.
The Pure Land is vast and boundless, with bright inside and outside, clear glass, and clear seven treasures. All places do not contain Buddha's light and all places do not have Zen meaning.
The brilliant golden yutan is endless, and it blooms and falls. Every yutan contains a world. The mountains, rivers, mountains, sun, moon and stars should be complete. The scenery is wonderful, but there are no sentient beings.
In the pure and silent land, a Buddha wearing a cassock and a glass zither on his knees was sitting upright with a black lotus overlooking the world, with a compassionate and deep look.
The glazed zither sounds without tying it, and the sound of the zither is like a whirlpool, blowing on the tree body, unable to hold on to it, all dharmas are empty and quiet.
Under the Buddha's seat is a pool of merit, but there are countless demons in the pool with the sands of the Ganges River, which lead to a dark void and endless sea of stars, which are incompatible with this glass Pure Land.
He suddenly frowned, looked somewhere under him, and suddenly sighed: "Lingmei is the same as the devil's way, can't he get both?"
An emperor wearing a mysterious yellow robe and a flat crown on his head stood up from his imperial throne.
The Emperor's body is far and wide, taller than the Miluo Palace, like an ancient sacred mountain, with a thirty-three days of gaze. His eyes are as solid as the essence, crossing billions of miles, looking at the pure Buddha's country, and said indifferently:
"It's just a failure."
The Buddha nodded, slapped the lotus seat, and said lightly:
"Since this is the case, I will take care of my hands and kill someone to pay for my life. Is Your Majesty agree?"
The Emperor's sleeves were shaking and he smiled and said, "Since Brother Dao has this heart, I have nothing to say."
The world of humanity, Jinshan Temple.
Since the arrival of disaster, many Arhats in the world have all died out, and their golden body remains and Buddha bone relics have been worshipped here.
Now, these Buddhist treasures are all buzzing, breaking through the pagoda forest and soaring into the sky. The power of the Buddha spreads, which shocks the entire Jinshan Temple.
All the disciples looked up, only suspected that the Buddha showed his spirit, and wanted to subdue all demons and heretics to demonstrate the Dharma again.
Bai Suzhen realized something was wrong, but she saw a thick and dirty black in the colorful Buddha light, and the golden body and relics merged into one, suddenly tearing apart the void, penetrated the numerous turbulent flows, and in an instant it reached the Demon Star.
The demon system, which was originally collapsed, broken, distorted and muddy, could only be maintained for a while by inertia, suddenly became one in this force.
The power of the demon system was activated again, and the more terrifying darkness surged out of the cracks, flowing across all sides, and there was a crisscrossing void structure, layered and manifested, and it wanted to completely swallow this world.
Xu Xing's magic body was already on the verge of collapse, and he had no way to resist under such heavy pressure. His limbs burst and there were not many complete bones from below his head. Even his skin and flesh were crisped, blood mist filled, and the remaining bones were flying.
Xu Xing's whole body was shocked, and his fist intention was transformed. He tried hard to open a pure land under heavy pressure, but only supported it for a moment, and it would explode completely, and both body and spirit were destroyed.
At this moment, a long chant came from the void: "World-Honored Ksitigarbha, the great power of the heavenly dragon!"
A white palm as white as jade held a purple gold bowl. The golden flames in the bowl were burning, condensed into eight divine dragons, rushed out of the turbulent flow in the void, and helped Xu Xing stop him.
The person who takes action is the Fahai in the Netherworld!
This Mahazun has now also seen through the Tribulation Pass and won the Arhat fruit position!
But even though Fahai made all his strength, he still seemed so small in front of this power.
In just a moment, the purple gold bowl was completely shattered, the palm of the hand also disintegrated, and the inner bones became crumbs, which shows how terrifying the pressure was.
Xu Xing had a chance to breathe, and immediately broke away from the crack in the void, fell into the southeast imperial capital, and smashed the Ming Palace against each other.
The collision was like a meteorite falling to the ground, causing the strata to tumbling. Nearly half of the palace city collapsed, and the aftermath spread, smoothing everything around it. The vitality rioted violently, causing a series of explosions.
By this collision, the entire Southeast Imperial City has completely fallen into ruins, decayed and damaged, and even lost its value for restoration.
Li Yunxian immediately took action, and a sword penetrated into the ground. The unparalleled sword energy condensed like a pillar of heaven, suppressing the earth's veins, then swept his sleeves and snatched Xu Xing's broken body up.
Du Guangting looked into the sky, his eyes full of worries.
Whether he saw, the magic domain was stacked, tearing open cracks to the Bixiao Tiandi, and spontaneously began to transform the magic powers of heaven.
The void collapsed and twisted, and this phenomenon is still growing, completely turning the Zhongtian into a pot of boiling hot soup, turbulent flow, and the vitality has lost its inherent form and become extremely violent.
In the middle of the boundaries, there is a fulcrum, which is toweringly independent. Its realm makes true immortals like Du Guangting and Li Yunxian look like insects, and they can only look up.
This little spiritual consciousness, although it is above all things in the world, is like the end of everything and the end of sinking, that is, Guixu! "What is this?"
Li Yunxian frowned, and the swords on his waist sounded, but his hands trembled unconsciously, and his heart became even more restless. This was because he was soaked in demonic thoughts and pierced the foundation of Taoism.
Now, in one world, the monks who looked at the sky like him, and their hearts were trembling, not only at the level of dozens or hundreds, but at least tens of thousands.
They could feel more that there were infinite demons, following the emotional resonance just now, and the surging demon wave spread wildly, implanting the thoughts of demons into the minds of monks and the foundation of Taoism, turning external demons into inner demons.
For a time, countless victims were killed, and every person who suffered from demons would merge into the demon tide, adding more power to this demon disaster and causing the Zhongtian Demon Realm to continue to evolve.
But what is presented is not the dark void and endless starry sea, but a sacred mountain, which exists tall and dignified.
Eight mountains and eight seas surround it, with palaces of heaven, countless Buddhas, Bodhisattvas, and Vajra Arhats. They are the axis of the sun, moon and stars, and control the heavenly piercing and solemnity.
It is the Buddhist holy land, Mount Sumeru!
Jiuhua Mountain, Putuo Mountain, Emei Mountain, and Wutai Mountain, all four places are inducing each other.
Each one gathered a Bodhisattva Dharma image that was connected to the sky and the earth and was full of glass. Each suppressed the vast thousand, locked in the void, and made a grand and boundless sound of chanting sutras together.
All Buddhist monks in this world have their minds swaying, and a piece of glass pure land appears in their eyes. They are eager to enter the Seven Treasure Pool, be baptized by the Eight Target Waters, be reincarnated in the Heavenly Way, enjoy endless blessings, and be solemn and extraordinary.
After the continuous attacks, the imprint left in this world is far inferior to the Tiangang system, but under the transportation of that little bit of spiritual consciousness, it is still enough to exert its power to shock the world.
Behind Li Yunxian and Du Guangting, Di Huaiying and Sima Chengzhen penetrated through the void and finally arrived at the battlefield. The two looked at the Zhongtian Demon Realm, and their eyes were filled with unpredictable shock.
Xu Xing spitted out a mouthful of blood, tried his best to raise his head, staggered up, and used his fist intention to swallow the vitality of heaven and earth, making up for the cracks in the magic body. He said hoarsely: "That... is the Lord of the Demon without Heaven."
Xu Xing knew very well that this was the backup plan of the Lord of the Demon without Heaven.
He created the demon fetus, not only to collect the internal cultivation techniques of the Demon Sect in this world, but also to take the opportunity to experiment with the spiritual and ignorant methods, and whether the magical laws can coexist with the Demon Sect's laws.
But now that this plan has been cut by Xu Xing with one sword, he must follow the trend and use the power of the demon to collapse the void. Even if the demons are contaminated by the world, the plan cannot be completed, so he must gain some benefits from the Yuanshi Demon Ancestor.
Several true immortals and gods burst into contact with each other, and they collided closely. In just a few moments, they sorted out the current situation.
Now, under the use of Xu Xing's limit, the "Heavenly Gang System" has completely collapsed, and the remaining traces have fallen into the palm of the Wutian Palm. Adding to Buddhist Dharma, the devil is contaminated by the world is by no means just a talk.
Now, they can only have a glimmer of life if they break up Mount Sumeru and free this world from disaster.
But, do they really have such supernatural powers?
Di Huaiying and others looked around for a while, feeling their hearts heavy. Xu Xing and Du Guangting were the most injured and almost no longer had the power to fight. He joined forces with Sima Chengzhen and Li Yunxian. Even if he sacrificed his life, he would not be able to reach Zhongtian, let alone smash Mount Sumeru.
The name of the Demon Lord without Heaven has also been heard of.
This person is a great master who fell into the devil's path from Buddhism a long time ago. His status in the demon system can be said to be second only to the Yuanshi Demon Ancestor, and even more than Devanati and other close servants.
For true immortals like them, there is no difference between the Demon Lord of the Heavenless and the Demon Ancestor of the Yuanshi. From a certain perspective, this person is even more dangerous.
Recalling this, Di Huaiying shook his hands, holding the mountain whip and the dragon mace in his hands, looking into the sky, squinting his eyes and smiling.
"For more than a thousand years, I have always been stubborn in my actions. Now, I should be crazy and bet on my own."
Sima Chengzhen drew out the Jing Zhen sword, and the moonlight was rising like a bright moon. Although it was limited to a corner, it was still clear and unobstructed. He laughed loudly and said, "It's a great blessing to be able to walk with you!"
Li Yunxian held the sword in both hands and said calmly:
"I'll take the lead."
Du Guangting hit the imperial bell with his one arm and smiled: "I have already had no oil and no time left. Brother Li, let me do this first." Xu Xing took a deep breath, and the blood and energy in his body burned, which actually attracted the Zhongtian Demon Tide here, swallowed it into his abdomen, and used the demonic energy to bridge the Dharma body and replenish the innate Qi.
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He looked around and said in a deep voice:
"Everyone, I have another way, but you need to create a path and send me up."
Before the other four true immortals had already heard an extremely grand voice that echoed the heaven and earth from the void, like the sing of the Zen of the Tianlong, which must shock the ten directions of the world with infinite power.
"Yes!"
The words were settled, but I saw that the bottom of Jinshan Temple, the bottom layer of Zhenjiang water vein suddenly burst out, breaking through the ground, and it was more than a thousand feet high in an instant.
This ancient tree has twisted branches and trunks and green leaves, lingering in the Buddha's light, and its color is glazed. It is a Bodhi tree!
The Bodhi tree stretched out and drove away, suddenly pulled out two giant feet made of several knots and ran towards the southeast region, just like the legendary ancient giant god chasing the sun and drinking the long river in one mouthful.
The heart of the Bodhi tree is full of branches and trunks, woven into an old face with clear outlines, with a beautiful face, and a very majestic person. At first sight, he is a handsome man who is rare in the world.
Fahai was wearing a white dress and stood at the tree crown. His right hand was eroded. He just helped him, which also made him very injured and difficult to recover.
Di Huaiying and Sima Chengzhen saw the Bodhi tree and felt the familiar breath coming from it. They were all shocked and said in unison: "Master Shenxiu?!"
Xu Xing suddenly recalled that when he was sitting in Jinshan Temple before, he felt that there was an extremely powerful existence rooted in the Zhenjiang River water vein, but the spirit was silent and seemed to be unconscious.
Now it seems that he had felt that existence before was this old monk named Shenxiu!
Shenxiu studied classics and history in his early years. He did not visit the fifth ancestor of Zen Buddhism, Hongren, and seek the Dharma at the age of fifty. He was called "the first in the Sudden Explanation and the Yuanzhao" and "The Supreme Master of Shenxiu".
But because of the differences in practice and mind, he failed to inherit the mantra of Master Hongren. Instead, he took a different approach and founded the Northern School Zen. He also used his own Buddhist supernatural powers to gain the great reputation of "the master of the two capitals and the master of the Three Emperors' Sects".
In terms of its great momentum, Shenxiu's lineage is not inferior to Huineng, the Sixth Patriarch of Zen Buddhism. It is not that this venerable has long been ascended, so why has it still been in this world and never shown up?
Shenxiu moved the trunks of the tree, looked at the Zhongtian Demon Realm, and sighed: "I lost to Junior Brother Huineng in that debate. I was dissatisfied and broke out and created a foundation. I was arguing for a while. I thought that the title of the Sixth Patriarch was no longer a concern.
But I still couldn't let go of this concern until I was old. My Zen mind was flawed and it was rare to be perfect. So I came to Jinshan Temple and sat in the dry Zen until the demon lord called the golden body and relics in the temple before I woke up."
After speaking, Shenxiu smiled again:
"I was a long and old man and have been in trouble until now, and I have never made any efforts in this world. Don't argue, let me come first!"
He raised his head, smiled a long time, and was full of heroism! "Don't you roll down yet?"
As the long roar, two giant wooden arms soared into the sky, each of which was wrapped in four brilliant golden dragons.
The golden flames are burning, and the gold-plated Sanskrit is also arranged in the void, forming the appearance of Buddhas and Bodhisattvas. The momentum is so strong that it can be said to be the best in the world and unparalleled.
This Northern Sect Master made his first move after years of silence, and he had already shocked the world and shook the world!
Although the Eight-Strait Demon Tide was surging, it was still torn to pieces by Shen Xiu using the purest magical power of destroying demons, grabbed it straight into the dark void, and then exerted its strength suddenly.
But Mount Sumeru was shocked slightly, and then it shattered Shen Xiu's arms into a rain of golden light, sprinkling into the world.
Shenxiu was not panicked at all, and suddenly stepped on the ground, making a shocking buzzing sound.
A hundred miles of radius sunken downwards about a foot, and then suddenly bounced up like an unparalleled bowstring, shooting his body as a thousand-foot tree man into the sky!
With a loud bang, the two collided head-on, Shen Xiu was shocked again, and the thousand-foot magic body suddenly collapsed from it, and the branches rolled back inch by inch. In an instant, only five hundred feet, three hundred feet, and one hundred feet were left.
Sima Chengzhen's eyes changed, and his long sleeves rolled up. The mirror light condensed like a bunch, and he entered the battlefield of the sky. The magical power of the void was activated, replacing Shenxiu's Dharma body back.
At the same time, Li Yunxian also sacrificed Zhaodan and Minghe. The sword intent was high, and the sound of the sword was turned twelve times in an instant. The two flying swords were already injured, and now they were even more overwhelmed, buzzing and trembling, almost disintegrating.
Li Yunxian didn't care at all. The two swords turned back, splitting their own magic body and integrating them into the sword body. Using the sword body and the essence of the magic body to make up for the gaps, making the sword sharper and sharper.
In an instant, the two swords were shining brightly, and they were split and merged, jumping like a dragon, intertwined and entangled, tearing apart the void, filling the position of the divine beauty, and suddenly slashed down and went straight into Mount Sumeru!
Although the two swords only pierced in about a century, they had already achieved results. Di Huaiying stepped on his foot and showed the dim golden body of the god, pulling the power of the Canglong star, turning the golden body and star power into pure magic power, and smashing one mace and one whip to the hilt of the sword!
With a clang, the two swords fell to the handle!
Two completely different forces erupted together, tangled and entangled. Minghe and Zhaodan made extremely sharp screams, but the sword blade was still rushing into the sacred mountain.
Di Huaiying suffered most of the recoil force, and the dragon mace in her hand exploded immediately. A majestic and majestic golden body of the god also collapsed directly, turning into pieces of brilliant gold fragments, falling into the world.
The only way to drive the mountain whip, wrapped around his soul, was taken away by Sima Chengzhen and the elephant arc.
Fahai started at this time and pinched his hands to make a seal.
"Inverted Dreams" was unsheathed and turned into a long red rainbow that penetrated the sky and slashed away. The power of Buddha overflowed, turning the entire sky into a sea of fire, burning wildly.
"Dream upside down" hit the Minghe Sword. On the other side, Jing Zhen's sword flew across and hit the hilt of the sword sword. When the two swords were wrong, the sword energy resonated and echoed, intertwined and crossed, and immediately tore the barrier and truly nailed into the demon realm.
But because of this, the recoil force that followed was more than several times stronger than just now. Jing Zhen's sword and the upside down dreams were all destroyed, and Zhao Dan and Minghe broke from it, leaving only the wreckage.
Fahai's whole body was shocked. Even the Arhat fruit position that he had just cultivated was shaking, his realm almost regressed, and his qi was even more volatile, and he could not have the power to fight again for a while.
Sima Chengzhen was cruel, and spit out a mouthful of blood on the sky, showing a hundred-foot-meter-like Dharma image. He held the "Hanxiangjian" in his hand, as if he dragged a bright moon and crashed into Mount Sumeru!
The two collided head-on, the bright moon was dim and collapsed, and Sima Chengzhen's magic body and soul were broken.
I heard the dragon roaring through the sky again. A dragon with silver-white scales and rugged horns flew from the East China Sea and caught the old Zhenren's body. It was Dongtingjun who had lived in the Penglai Sea for a long time.
Du Guangting stood up, and a cloud of ceremonies appeared above his head. The clear qi was filled with mist. He sacrificed the Broken Emperor Bell and spit out a golden elixir intertwined with dragons and tigers.
The golden elixir is like a white rainbow that penetrates the sun, with a tragic momentum, and suddenly hits the imperial bell. The sound waves spread far and wide, but it is a loud sound that penetrates into the cracks in the boundary domain, causing a series of shock explosions.
The price of this powerful attack was that the Emperor Bell and the Golden Pill were broken, Du Guangting's seven orifices gushed blood, and his body was soft, and he immediately collapsed to the ground.
He just raised his sleeve and wiped his mouth and nose, looking at the sky again, as if he wanted to burn his body and spirit in exchange for a chance to have a last blow.
But at this moment, Du Guangting reached out with a big hand behind him, patted his shoulder lightly, and said leisurely:
"It's almost done here."
This person is Xu Xing.
After a brief rest, the leader of Pingtian finally bridged his body. Although the surface of his body was still covered with cracks, his aura was as strong as the sea, and his eyes were as calm and quiet as ever.
Du Guangting felt relieved when he saw Xu Xing's expression. He really collapsed to the ground, facing the sky, and he didn't even have the strength to speak. He was just bleeding and foaming from his mouth, and his vision gradually blurred.
Xu Xing looked at Qiantangjun who was falling beside him and said in a deep voice: "Mr. Dragon is burdened, can you send me a ride?"
Dongting Jun lightly tapped his dragon head, rolled his body, and sent Xu Xing to his back, then rushed towards the Zhongtian battlefield. His magic power reached its peak, his scales opened and closed, and the evaporated mist made a lot of clouds.
Although he is a god of mountains and rivers, he is a tough body because of his origin in the dragon clan, and is not inferior to the demon god who has taken the ancient path of gods and demons. Even if he is a little weaker than the Vajra Demon figurine who is born with an indestructible golden body.
But even so, when Dongting Jun bumped into Mount Sumeru, his horns were still completely shattered at the first time, and the dragon's head was also twisted and deformed by strong pressure, the scales and armor cracked, and the bones and flesh became crumbs.
Xu Xing took this opportunity and jumped up, his whole body was filled with blood and his true energy burned, and he turned into a scorching sun. He followed the path that Li Yunxian's two swords and fell straight into Mount Sumeru!
Every time I went forward, my body became corrupted a little, but even so, Xu Xing did not hesitate at all. He shook his arms, held Minghe, Zhaoqi, and let out a long whistle.
The spiritual consciousness in the sword also resonates with it, and a continuous sword sound was derived, intertwined into the beautiful scenery of the Qiong Tower, breaking through the boundaries of the boundaries and supporting a boundary of the world and China.
Feeling Li Yunxian's soul, Xu Xing also recalled the colleagues who had just fallen, his heart was full of resentment and murmured to himself:
"I pity you dance the night at night the most..."
The sword world has collapsed before the Xu Xing's moan has not yet ended.
Although the sword world was destroyed, it really disrupted the void laws here, giving Xu Xing an opportunity to take advantage of.
He spread his hands wide, threw Zhao Gan and Minghe out with his backhand, and then used this recoil force to penetrate the intertwined outline of the void and hit the magic master's spiritual consciousness.
Xu Xing looked at the spiritual consciousness that was condensed like a bead and was about to merge into the demon tide again. He showed a crazy look on his face, grinning and laughing wildly:
"A man is so heartbroken that he is as hard as iron. Let's try it and repair the cracks in the sky!"
Xu Xing's words were settled and he actually bit his head at the spiritual consciousness. The two rows of white teeth were bitten and intertwined, chewing them to pieces and swallowing them into his stomach!
Before the demonic thoughts and demonic consciousness completely expanded, his spiritual ignorance condensed and condensed to the limit, turned into a scorching sun, rising to the top of the heart lake, touching the ancient and broken bronze mirror.
The level of the human realm is still far from the level where the Haotian Mirror is located, but as long as the follow-up is not considered, it is enough to serve as a fulcrum to leverage the divine power of this treasure!
In addition, Xu Xing's mastery of the magical powers of the void has long reached the point of being superb. Although he still lacks the vision to penetrate the vast thousand and traverse the heavens, he is also enough to grasp the direction.
The Haotian Mirror Mirror Light shines, wrapping Xu Xing's body, cutting through the void, turning into a meteor, and I don't know where the world I went.
In the Pure Land of Glazed Glaze, the Buddha frowned and showed a look of surprise for the first time - did my spiritual consciousness disappear? ! (This chapter ends)