Poor Monk! Tathagata Madman, Kill Karma and Behead Crime

　　The drinker nodded sharply.

　　The two have lived together for thousands of years and have a tacit understanding.

　　Mahanai did not come back.

　　Now that he has got what he wants, there is no need to waste time with alcoholics and butchers, because his time is running out.

　　So, he came to the South China Sea.

　　call out!

　　The aura tore suddenly tore a gap, and the figure of Maha Nie suddenly appeared.

　　"Wuju is really convenient, thousands of miles away are only a moment, and it is possible to cultivate in such a short period of time, thanks to the primordial spirit and the peerless three realms."

　　"The three peerless realms are like the source and cornerstone. Immortal, immeasurable, and infinite distance all have their shadows in it."

　　Maha Nie turned the blood Zen beads, looked at the vast ocean in front of him, and his mind was flying.

　　"Some predecessors came to Haotian World and left their inheritance in Haotian World, and later generations modified it to be more suitable for Haotian World, making it easier to cultivate..."

　　Just now.

　　Mahanai made a bold guess.

　　"Perhaps, other worlds are the same, with predecessors setting foot on them and leaving deep traces that continue to this day."

　　Can't go wrong.

　　It must be so.

　　"In this case, the development of other worlds is a variety of expansions and extensions, and they are integrated into one, then..."

　　Pfft!

　　Pfft!

　　Mahanai's heart couldn't help beating. With the help of the system, he was completely able to do things that others couldn't.

　　At this time...

　　A glance swept over, interrupting Mahanai's thinking.

　　is the spectator.

　　On Wang Yang, a small boat floated smoothly. Once the sea water got close to the boat, it became calm and gentle.

　　The spectator stood on the boat, holding a fishing rod in his hand.

　　Instead of taking advantage of the distance to get to the boat, Maha Nie took a few steps towards the coastline, and the powerful spiritual force distorted the space.

　　For an instant.

　　The space is stacked, and the spatial distance between the Mahavira and the Guanzhu is reduced to within ten feet, and the two are on land and sea respectively.

　　The viewer's pupils trembled slightly, and his tone was a little surprised, and said: "Changing the spatial distance is a very interesting method."

　　"I heard Ye Daochi say, you are coming to me, it's too late."

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　　"Before seeing Guanzhu, you always have to improve your strength. After all, Guanzhu is a person who can understand the heavens, Wuju, Wuliang and Tianmo." Mahanai said calmly.

　　Viewers are strong.

　　The master is extraordinary and refined, and Mahanai cannot perceive his power, but the power of the spectator can be deeply felt.

　　Banishing Guanzhu is also a kind of cultivation.

　　"Ha ha……"

　　The spectator laughed twice and looked at Maha Nie admiringly.

　　"You are very confident and have the strength of self-confidence. When you appear in front of me, you have the ability to look at me on an equal footing."

　　There was a smile on Mahan's face.

　　The spectator still underestimated him. If he used up his cards, he would be seriously injured in the end, and the spectator would surely die.

　　"Tell me, what do you want?" the spectator said bluntly.

 …  

　　"The demise of the Daomen, and the divine art of apocalypse."

　　Maha Nie's true qi surged, and the qi energy went straight to the sky.

　　The ground was unable to bear its strength, and the long movement collapsed.

　　I saw a sunset in the sky above, exuding a sword energy like the sun, and a wooden sword in the center suspended in it.

　　Brilliant.

　　At a glance, it feels extraordinary.

　　"With an extraordinary foundation, your swordsmanship is not necessarily inferior to Ke Lunatic and Liu Bai, and it is much more perfect than them." The viewer commented.

　　Still calm.

　　The strength that Maha Nie showed at present was not enough to defeat him, let alone kill him.

　　boom!

　　The wooden sword slanted the sun down, and suddenly the sword energy overflowed, and the surging waves broke through the clouds.

　　Maha Nie held the hilt of the sword, pulled out the sword, and said in a stern voice: "Before this, the Guanzhu needs to go all out to survive under the evil sword."

　　The spectator smiled and said, "If you kill me, you won't get what you want."

　　"That's fine."

　　Maha Nie held the setting sun, and the energy of the sword surrounded his body, and was deeply embedded in the blade of the setting sun. With the movement of the blade, the artistic conception expanded.

　　"Sacrifice oneself to sin, no phase reincarnation, end of the law, heaven. Burial"

　　clap la la...

　　The wind howled, the water waves surged, and sometimes the water spray made an explosive cracking sound and evaporated into nothingness.

　　The Guanzhu looked solemn, the right palm condensed the spiritual energy, and in a move, it seemed that the spiritual energy of heaven and earth was in his grasp.

　　"You deserve my seriousness."