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"Look at it!"

"They have all entered the eighth level!"

"The incarnations of the two great holy masters are both affected, and it is necessary to manifest Qi Luck."

All monks watched and watched.

The eighth level!

The two incarnations are chasing after each other.

The crystal platform under his feet was dazzling, bursting with holy and divine light.

On the head of the platinum incarnation, large swaths of yellow luck appeared, condensed into ten-zhang yellow clouds, and there was also a touch of purple luck.

The situation of the incarnation of Vientiane is also similar, but it is indeed twelve meters of yellow gas and luck, and the purple gas is more intense, almost turning into a purple rainbow, which is particularly eye-catching.

"Yellow precious cloud, rich cloud."

"The luck of more than ten meters is auspicious, this is a terrible vision."

Everyone exclaimed, because the luck of ordinary monks is like mist and smoke from an incense burner. If it condenses into a cloud and covers the forehead, it can be said that luck will cover the top, and it will be very lucky. The ten-zhang yellow cloud is enough to be called an air fortune.

"Among Huang Yun, mixed with purple clouds, you deserve to be the incarnation of the Holy Lord!"

"Have you seen that purple rainbow? This represents the opportunity for sanctification. Although there is only a trace, it is far beyond the ordinary."

The platinum holy lord was surprised: "Eight hundred years ago, I used the holy relics to break into the mystery of the world, and found a blood source orb in it, which was enough to exchange the same amount of divine gold, and it was conceived for five hundred years. Incarnation. I am so smug, I can't imagine that I still lose a lot to Brother Dao, and I don't know what material was used."

"Psychic jade!"

The Holy Master of Vientiane generously reported the materials.

The surrounding saints took a breath, this is a god-gold-level material.

That is, the Holy Land of Vientiane, the emperor had only passed 300,000 years and left a large amount of wealth to be squandered, so he dared to be so extravagant.

"Look, there is no escape from Jian Nie Xing!"

Everyone looked sideways.

The eighth level!

Qin Li flew away quickly.

Soon it was close to the Golden Power Wall.

Draw out the sword fetus of the primordial beginning, and split a world of murderous intent, which is mixed with the power of the nine-color teardrop, so it tore a huge gully.

But the supernatural power here is as thick as half a mile, and a sword can't split the channel.

Qin Li also wanted to shoot again.

"Smash it!"

The king of the hill has been killed.

There seems to be a sea of ​​blood and deep hatred, and his murderous heart towards Qin Li is endless.

The giant axe is like a mountain, engulfing a misty dusk, and suddenly chopped it down, as if the sky is falling, tearing the space and smashing the crystal ground.

Qin Li could only evade in embarrassment, and must not stay where he was, because the platinum sword thread shot from the hole, and the roots were fatal. There is also the incarnation of Vientiane, which is simply a mad dog, with a holy formation on his head, overwhelming the sky.

"The situation is bad!"

Qin Li understood that he was trapped to death.

But the majesty of the two sacred objects is still there, and the king of the hills has crazy combat power.

If you want to delay time, you must return to the dusk restricted area, but the back road is completely blocked, and now you can only go to the ninth pass.

"Di Xin, do me a favor! Let the crystal light test my luck!"

Qin Li said silently.

The undead emperor's heart fell silent instantly.

The brilliant crystal light rushed into Qin Li's body, stimulating potential.

Suddenly, a burst of purple air began to spread from the top of Qin Li's head!

"Purple Sacred Fortune, he really is a great fortune, it's no wonder that he has turned the danger to a brow many times." The platinum incarnation frowned.

The pupils of the incarnation of Vientiane shrank, and he said in amazement, "This is too pure, this kind of quantity is incredible!"

Qin Li didn't feel much.

But the purple air flow pouring over the head, like a flood.

The air luck is rich to the extreme, turning into a purple sacred cloud, without a trace of variegation, noble and mysterious, full of a hundred meters wide, revealing a holy brilliance, and a breathtaking majestic splendor.

Not to mention the two incarnations.

Even the hundreds of thousands of monks were dumbfounded.

All holy masters, two hundred mighty powers, arrogant and arrogant almost suffocated on the spot.

"My goodness! Pure purple holy luck, ancient books record that only saints can have it."

"I remember that the saint is only a few tens of meters, and can reach a radius of one hundred meters. It seems that there is only the holy king, like the natural holy king."

"No wonder Jian Nie Xing is so tenacious, and can still obtain supreme magic and immortal gold. He was originally a born saint, and will definitely be the second demon Buddha in the future."

The Holy Lord of All Elephants, the Holy Lord of Platinum gritted his teeth, his face is extremely ugly.

Zhao Guangming said in amazement:

"Jian Nie Xing's luck has changed!"

All the cultivators looked intently, shaking all over with fright, and staring out their eyes.

I saw the sacred cloud of Baizhang purple rolling endlessly, condensing a ninety-nine-zhang purple dragon, like a purple gold pouring, with scales and claws, spitting and receiving the sacred glory, like the lord of the universe, and the reflection of the dragon’s eyes on all living beings, infinitely noble and respected. .

Quiet!

silence!

Deathly quiet!

Dozens of monks were silent.

Everyone was so scared that their breathing was stagnant, and the needle fell in the audience.

At last!

The Platinum Lord tremblingly said:

"Qiyun transforms the dragon, the posture of the great emperor, the future of this son is unlimited!"

The holy master of Wanxiang trembled all over, and the heart of Taoism was going to collapse. Why are these characters from the natural Dao Sect or the mortal enemy of the Holy Land of Wanxiang: "Kill! Kill! Kill! He must be strangled!"

"Amitabha!"

The Sovereign Lord whirling puts his hands together and recites the Buddha's name, like a spring breeze.

The Holy Master of Wanxiang was so excited, he calmed down instantly: "Thank you for the help of the Holy Master, I almost fell in love with it."

The platinum holy master comforted: "Brother Dao don't need to be discouraged. Our two incarnations are holding two holy relics, and there are giant hills to help them. They have now entered the merit pass, and there is the end of the selection, a dead end!"

The Sea Dragon Sage snorted coldly: "What about the luck of a dragon, the key to achieving the throne is merit. As the saying goes, doing good and accumulating virtue, doing evil and accumulating karma, the sword star will be retributed sooner or later."

Sage Master Taixuan nodded: "In the past, the Great Emperor Kunpeng was so stalwart, but he committed too many evils, his karma soared into the sky, and finally encountered backlash and failed to break through. Then the Hundred Sages defeated the emperor, except for one evil. The sword evil star only has it. The posture of the great emperor is going to commit evil everywhere, and today it will be karma backlash.

Holy Master Kunpeng looked a little ugly, and asked, "Everyone, as far as I know, the heaven and the earth are incomplete, and the merit system is collapsed, so right or wrong, evil or evil. No matter how evil Qin Li does, there will be no karma. !"

"This is not necessarily true." The Sun and Moon Lord said slowly: "As far as I know, on the side wall of the gods in the ninth pass, there is an inlaid mirror that can reflect the past of a person. If you are disgusted by God, you will be obliterated. There have been examples of this before."

Smile with great power.

"It seems that Sword Nie Xing will definitely die!"

"He has infinite sins and killed countless people, and he will definitely be punished by God!"

Hundreds of thousands of freelancers nodded. They heard many rumors about Qin Li, who are coveting Dongrihuang’s salvation, stealing the treasures of Xinzhou, colluding with witches, causing chaos in the devil, being murderous, bullying the same family, being sexually amorous... …

All the holy masters naturally understand what happened, and understand that Qin Li's many crimes did not exist.

But no one is perfect, Jin Wu is barefoot, and no one is clean to reach this level.

Even if it is a holy place, there are countless histories of iniquity, so Qin Li will never survive.

Everyone is looking forward to the ending.

at this time!

Qin Li reached the ninth level.

This is a white jade world without any buildings.

The ground is inlaid with large chunks of crystal gemstones, rainbow gemstones, aquamarine gemstones, mountain soul gemstones, azure gemstones, dragon eye gemstones...

It's too gorgeous, and it deeply interprets the ultimate beauty.

And these gems extend far away, a towering gem wall, which is made by smelting countless huge gems, like the Great Wall of China.

Above the city wall.

The face of the pantheon in relief.

The infinitely bright **** of light, the mysterious night wandering god; the noble music **** of the country, the kind and gracious valley god, the peerless sword god...

God of Flame, God of Wood, God of Wind, God of Thunder, God of Wen, God of War, God of Four Seasons, God of Sky...

All gods, no matter what their postures, look in one direction.

It was in the center of the Great Wall of Gems, with a hundred-foot round mirror, pure black and deep, not knowing what material it was made of, and revealing the strength of the years.

"Dead end!"

Qin Li's heart trembled.

There is the suppression of the gods here, and can only fly at low altitudes, unable to cross the towering gem city walls.

"Haha! Qin Li, the sky will kill you!" The platinum incarnation looked up to the sky and laughed.

"You have no retreat, go to die!" The incarnation of Vientiane dragged a corner of the holy formation, outflanking.

The King of the Hill also came to kill. Although he was very lucky, he seemed to have some backdoors and successfully broke through the eighth level of the supernatural power to come to kill.

The three of them chased and killed a sentence, faintly having a tacit understanding, tacitly copied the three breads, and completely blocked Qin Li's retreat.

"Are you going to sacrifice again?"

Qin Li came under the gem city wall.

On the top of the head, it happens to be a black evil mirror, which can reflect the past!