Primal Chaos Ancestral Dragon Secret Art

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For Long Hao’s approval, Shenxiu Guru did not respond, just silently remembering the sutras, as if they were in the undead, and they were repenting.

Long Hao shook his head, regardless of her, just left the white thunder bead after the thirty-six days of annihilation, and collected it for the cultivation Heavenly Tribulation Dragon Claw Hand.

The only pity is that Long Hao did not find a storage bag on them.

After a while, Shenxiu Guru came over and looked at Long Hao again and solemnly reminded: “Dragon donor, this Stone Pagoda has thirty-six days of guard, which is not good, and the donor needs to think twice.”

However, Long Hao was lightly laughed: “Listen to the teacher’s words, the Buddha Emperor has a lot of slaughter, but it only targets the evil spirit. It can not only be a Buddha, but it is not a sinister generation. Why? worry.”

“And come here, there is no reason to stop. If the Guru has nothing to worry about, stay outside.”

After that, Long Hao went straight to the half of the Stone Pagoda.

“Amitabha.”

Shenxiu Master sighed and followed.

She only has Dharma in her heart, and she doesn’t care much about treasure inheritance. But she is compassionate and can’t watch Long Hao alone.

Even if Long Hao has no connection with her, the strangers are coming together by chance.

Hong long long ……

When Long Hao held the blue light near Stone Pagoda, the heavy stone door automatically opened.

There was a strong rays of light inside, as if the door of the different world was opened, and a strong suction was emerging. Long Hao and Shenxiu master were caught off guard and instantly sucked in.

When the two people’s consciousness recovered, the first thing that was reflected in the drill was a gloomy sky, and at the foot was a large ruin.

From some ruins, the faintness can be distinguished. It was once a huge Buddhist temple, floating in the sly Void.

However, at this time, the immortal mountain that collapsed after looking at it, the long river that had broken and dried, and countless temples that had become robbed.

This Buddhist temple was completely defeated, and it became a desolate place. It was overgrown with weeds and devastated. From then on, the Buddha’s nature was lost. Some of them only rushed into the face, as if they had become a Ghost Domain.

The two walked in the ruins, and they were able to find traces of some powerful wars.

a path of thick sword marks across the vast river.

A black lacquered spear smashed a huge pavilion.

The horrible Heavenly Thunder collapsed ten thousand zhang immortal mountain.

……

This is a bounded world, vast and boundless, even far more than the outer Small World, can be comparable to the entire Eastern Land.

In particular, this scene is so familiar.

“It turns out that the image that is illusory in the blue light is not nothing but real,” Long Hao said with shock.

Everything here, and the images of the blue light recovery, are generally the same.

“Amitabha, good and good…”

Seeing the devastation, the earth all over the bones, the eyes of Shenxiu’s eyes are slightly red, and there is a kind of sad emotion.

It is clear that these creatures do not know each other, but the mercy and compassion that is revealed in the guru of the god show is so real.

Scanning the dead bones of the earth, and the fierce resentment qi mixed in the yin wind, Shenxiu master once again took out Baodi and began to seduce the Great Compassion.

Oh…

A pure Buddha light, lit up from her side, erased the fierce resentment qi in the wind, constantly spreading around.

However, I don’t know how many creatures have fallen before, and the remaining fierce resentment qi has been sealed here. Today, it is already very strong, and even violently invades the spiritual consciousness of people.

Shenxiu Guru was subjected to a huge backlash several times, and the Buddha’s clothes on his chest were stained with blood, but he refused to stop.

Long Hao wants to persuade her, but she is very reluctant to say: “Great compassion, Puli all living things, not a slogan, I don’t go to hell, who goes to hell?”

Long Hao looked shocked and did not say much more.

This is her way!

After leaving a bottle of precious medicine at the side of Shenxiu Guru, Long Hao held the blue light and moved toward the depths and carefully explored.

Along the way, the dead bones scattered on the ground, although they have been wiped out by the powerful saint strength, still have a trace of terrifying will, or tyranny, or compassion…

Long Hao found a broken monument before a collapsed temple.

All Heavens is fallen, and the ghosts are rampant…

Not Myriad Realms, the devil is not a ghost, and it is not a Buddha!

As can be seen from the above lines, this is an extremely ancient stone monument, which burns the grand vision of an ancient Great Buddha.

Like the “Reverse Buddhas” that Shenxiu Guru said, they advocated the devils, not the myriad spirits, and the Heavenly Dao.

In a short time, Long Hao found another cock that was standing upright. He looked up to the sky. Although he couldn’t see his face, Long Hao could still feel the fascinating fighting intent from his body.

On the wall in front of him, there is still a large word written with blood.

Even if Heavenly Dao collapses, All Heavens is the enemy, myriad spirits are easy to change…Lei Yin is not dead!

Blood, still bright red, and the unyielding will, accompanied by the sadness of Heaven and Earth, is shocking.

“Lei Yin is not dead, Lei Yin, Lei Yin…”

Long Hao meditates on the blood book, and his heart trembles: “Don’t those scenes be the catastrophe of the Great Thunder Sound Sect?”

The effects were intermittent and even reversed… But Long Hao still saw countless Saints, moths dying to death, even the Great Emperor appeared, detonating Heaven and Earth and the enemy perish together…

If these are true, the true strength of the Great Thunder Sound Sect will go far beyond people’s imagination.

It’s not just about being a beautiful Holy Land. It’s estimated that Ten Great Holy Lands adds up.

Even with such a powerful force, the low-key inheritance has passed through the ages, and in the end it has not escaped the fate of the fall.

Long Hao is hard to imagine how terrifying it was when the catastrophe came.

If you come to Profound Yellow World again, can you resist it with the strength of Ten Great Holy Lands?

Long Hao’s heart was a little heavy, and even the blue light in his hand flashed a dim glow, as if the sadness of the revisited place was emanating, leading to Long Hao’s consciousness.

Now Long Hao knows that this blue light is by no means a thing, and the sacredness of the Buddha Emperor may have been attached to it.

“what……”

Walking, Long Hao stunned and found a dead body.

It was a middle-aged Buddhist Monk. It was kind and good-looking. Although it was already falling, it was still vividly sitting there, but it was like a wave of life and aura leaking.

What surprised Long Hao most was that in the middle of the middle-aged Buddhist Monk, there was also a storage ring.

At that time, the battle was too fierce, and this Small World was cracked. There were countless Saint fallen, and a large number of storage magical treasures were naturally shattered.

This storage ring was saved.