Super Monk

The cold moon twinkles, the profit and loss changes, the falling axe appears dull, there seems to be a gap between the nine Taoist patterns and the dark end, and even the future possibilities are silent, with many more variables

driven by the air engine, the purple haze suddenly soars. In detail, it is the aggregation of thunder patterns, the cardinal of yin and Yang, life and death, which dye the Jiuyou sky into a gorgeous ocean To the past, to the future.

"Eat my grandson!"

Violent drinking reverberates, Lei Mie Lei Sheng, flowers bloom and fall, Zixia submerges the pure white and beautiful palm.

Boom!

Jiuyou is very bright in the sky. Apart from that, there is no other color. Only the collision place seems to tear apart the time. It's dark, as if chaos.

The petals of white lotus and the fragments of thunder are falling one after another. They are all covered with invisible flames. The universe is just born, and it is not long before it reaches the end. All things seem to be suspended under their background.

In half of the red mountain range, the twelve devil saints and the great freedom emperor are moving this place to the depths of Jiuyou. Qi Zhengyan looks at the scene in the sky from a distance and feels like returning to Lingshan.

Who lost and who won the blow just now?

As soon as he thought about it, he saw that the bronze axe came out of the chaos of slow healing and flew into the nothingness beyond Jiuyou, into the divine light and bright moon, which slowly stabilized and changed its profit and loss.

Qi Tian Da Sheng wins!

He won each other's collision for the first time since fighting!

The Diablo ape laughs wildly, showing three heads and six arms. The mud ball palace of each head is opened, shooting pure light, forming a glass Buddha kingdom. In the center sits a blue black fallen Buddha, whose body is clear, eyebrows are open, and the disaster is not worn, and the light is illusory. In the same way, there are 18 arms and 24 heads.

Each of these arms holds a unique sword. It seems that they adopt different ways of thunder. There are the changes of yin and Yang, the rotation of life and death, the extreme Yang and hardness, and the power of punishment. Then they cut it out together to form a torrent.

The torrent is more forward, the more condensed, to the end, only a thin purple!

In silence, the purple light fell into the dense atmosphere everywhere, and then it was slashed by the axe of heaven.

A trace of red blood flows out, and the bright moon hanging outside Jiuyou turns from surplus to deficit again, but only once, for a moment!

Can the other side of the hand, the moment of shaking is not easy?

Dark collapse, quiet broken, Tianzhu axe and plain cloud flag were "Zixia" all the way out of Jiuyou, Qitian great saint's figure hit the ground heavily, once again broken a big plate, only half of the green black fallen Buddha, three heads and six arms, one head and three arms, blood and flesh creep, quick recovery.

This time, the two sides tied!

In the boundless pure land, the burning lamp Buddha saw this scene, and the golden flowers of Brahma withered around him immediately. He asked, "how can I deceive the Qing emperor and help you out?"

Looking at this situation, the emperor of Jin was restrained. For a while, he was afraid that he would not be able to defeat the Buddha. However, the emperor of jiuluan was about to take control of the emperor's claw. If he didn't do anything, he would lose the chance and regret it later!

Ananda was about to open his mouth when he suddenly looked out of the Buddhist kingdom. In the long river of illusory time, Emperor Zhenwu was enveloped by the purple light of Yuanyang ruler. Looking back, he came to the beginning, before he killed his evil thoughts and wanted to die.

But at this moment, his figure suddenly sways, like being eroded by water waves. Looking back blankly, he sees that the half formed illusory Tao of the current node is collapsing a little bit.

The waves surged up and drowned the figure of emperor Zhenwu. The purple Qi continued to expand and contract, but it could not break out of the time.

"Understanding is still a little insufficient, in order to seize this rare opportunity, rely on Yuanyang ruler to break through?" Ananda sneered, "do you really think it's so easy to get on the other side? It is impossible to rely on foreign things! "

As soon as his voice fell, the dark water reappeared and filled the sky and the earth. The torrential rain fell and a purple light flew out of it, but the figure of emperor Zhenwu disappeared.

And somewhere in the vast starry sky of the real world, the statue of shuizu is buzzing and vibrating, shining, as if it has achieved perfection and made up for the deficiency.

Dangmo Tianzun, the black emperor of the north, failed to preach and fell completely, leaving only a little imprint in the long river of time!

Ananda said: "Zhenwu is from a very good family. He has the gift of Tao Zun. He has no shortage of foreign things. He is higher than his peers. He has developed the habit of relying on foreign things without thinking about it. He is not unjust to die."

Is the other side so successful?

Since ancient times, how many ancient Buddhas have fallen here!

In this matter, the most important and the most important can only be oneself!

The purple air flew across the sky, through the Xuanshui, and flew to the boundary of Fusang ancient tree. The Qing emperor took yuanyangchi, and two other rays of light came down to the hall of Zhenwu school.

Yao xingliu, the elder of Zhenwu sect, closed his door here. His heart moved and his eyes opened. He just saw two swords inserted in front of him. One had Xuanwu tortoise shell, which was extremely heavy, and the other was full of light. The snake was dancing, and his death was deep.

In the face of Zhenwu's failure in his sermon, he was stunned at first, and then he could not take care of it. His golden body was shining and asked again:"How can I deceive the emperor and help you out?"

Anan shook his head and looked at the lamp jokingly:

"what can I do to hide the truth from the emperor without Zhenwu preaching? It's too late. Daoyou must remember one thing in the future. You should be determined and be disturbed by it

The mood of burning the lamp obviously fluctuated, but his face was suddenly happy, and his eyes looked at Jiuyou again.

That round of bright and cold moon like Baoguang was once again perfect, and white lotus blossomed out of it. They were all stained with glass and the light of Mahayana Buddha.

As soon as the white lotus appeared, the moon began to ripple. It seemed that he was struck by some strange force, and it was difficult to maintain his stability. Suddenly, the monkey king's feet softened, and his hand holding the sabre and the other hand pressed his head together. He moaned bitterly and cried out: "master!"

The corner of the eye drops of dark tears, like back to the journey to the West.

The lamp burning ancient Buddha blurted out: "Golden Cicada!"

Wu Sheng's mother used Sha Wujing to produce the mysterious corpse from Lingshan. The golden body of zhantan Gongde Buddha is one of the products of Buddha's pursuit of emptiness. It's the master and heart demon of the great sage Sun Wukong!

But it is obvious that he also paid a great price!

Even other great people on the other side didn't count that he could surrender this thing and use its power!

Bright moon profit and loss, still beat back the sword, Zhao Fugui no longer have protection, just at this time, a small flag from the black emperor's Taoist Temple fly out, golden lotus blossoming, hundreds of millions of light, become an indestructible border.

Yang Jian did not care about anything else. He was beaten by the black emperor and threw out the yellow flag of Wuji apricot in the middle of heaven and earth!

Bang bang!

The border was broken, the Golden Lotus withered, and the yuxu apricot yellow flag was split by heaven's axe, which only delayed the unborn mother for two or three moments.

Despair seemed to come.

All of a sudden, Jiuyou rolls over, and the devil's spirit is gushing. A huge roar comes from afar:

"get out of here!"

The dark evil hand with six fingers suddenly appeared and pressed on the side of Tianzhu's axe. The evil spirit was like a snake and wanted to erode into it.

Jiuluan Tianzun finally took control of the magic emperor's claw and attacked the golden emperor driven by Jiuyou's will!

If he didn't give up his life, he would never have had time!

"Get out of here!"

The emperor's claw clamped the Tianzhu axe and went up crazily, forcing it out of Jiuyou at the end of the crossbow. It turned all the white lotus flowers dyed with Mahayana Buddha's light into blood watered and black flowers.

The dark storm ape finally slowed down, held the sword again, and let out a roar, as if questioning God.

Just two or three moments away, I will become a puppet of the Eastern Emperor. Only four or five moments away, I will be completely blown up and gone.

Sure enough, death is the only way to survive.

Everything becomes calm, the battle seems to have finally stopped, the round of perfect moon hanging in the nine you, sprinkled with Qinghui, seems to have recognized the reality, did not move.

In the boundless pure land, the lamp burning ancient Buddha sighed for a long time. Seeing the opportunity coming, he was on the verge of success.

Perhaps, as the Buddha said, he is not decisive enough. He should be determined constantly and be disturbed by it instead!

Just when a bystander thought that the matter was finally over, a richly dressed emissary flew out of the bright moon that covered the sky.

Behind him, he was clear, old, unsmiling, and dignified.

Preach to the emissary

The messenger looked at Zhao Fugui, who had only a little instinct left, solemnly and solemnly:

"sin immortal Zhao Luo, my mother knows that you still have some instinct. Would you like to ask me, are you willing to give up your relatives and friends, and your real foundation? If you don't want to see them fall, go out of Jiuyou by yourself! "

"Believe Yang Jian, they will respect your choice!"

The messenger looked coldly, looked back, looked at Changle, and said in a loud voice:

"renhuang, hand over renhuang's sword and abdicate on your own!"

In the palace, the emperor had already stood up and walked with great courage. At this moment, when he heard the commanding of the messenger, his face did not change.

Knowing that the unborn mother had returned early, and that the Qing emperor was inconvenient, he had already guessed that such a scene would appear. Whether Zhao Luo was the leader or not, the dispute between the Buddhist kingdom and Luo Jiao would be doomed.

Looking at the full bright moon, looking at the fox pretending to be a powerful Messenger, his mind flashed a picture: the humiliation of being banned in Changle, the forbearance after the achievement of Dharma, the coldness of multi-party contact, the kingly momentum and a series of actions after seizing the opportunity, but finally fixed at the beginning. On the right is the Xuannv of the previous generation who suffered from backfire, ashes and Yan Ran No return scene, on the left is holding Yan Ran's body, fighting in tears, the memory of sweeping Changle in the heavy rain.

He sighed suddenly, a little smile appeared on his cold and indifferent face, so gentle and heroic:

"in the final analysis, I am still a willful hero in my heart!"I know it's time to choose forbearance, retreat, and wait for another opportunity. But the emperor knows that even if she gives up the emperor's sword, the unborn mother may not let herself go. She will cut the grass and get rid of the roots, but there will be so much life

Let's be willful again!

The heart lake moved slightly, and he suddenly rose up. Behind him, the mountains and rivers of Dazhou appeared. The sun, moon and stars in the sky, countless golden awns, and every point seemed like a subject.

"Since we are brothers, let's share weal and woe." With one punch, he roared, and his renhuang sword had disappeared!

The earth shakes, the territory shakes, the people bow down, and the power of all living beings turns into a torrent, converging on the body of the emperor, which is vast and almost pure gold.

Don't you need incense?

Then let you be attacked by all living beings!

Emperor on behalf of heaven, body expansion, leading the torrent, rushing to the horizon of the moon.

His eyes gradually blurred, as if he had returned to his youth. He was very emotional and relaxed, so he uttered a rude sentence:

"unborn mother, eat shit!"

The bright moon seems to become bigger and brighter. The emperor's figure is gradually blurred. The flood of all living beings behind him turns into a black fog of resentment and wants to be stained with Baoguang.

As the light rose, it shrank again. All the black spots disappeared. The emperor's breath was cut off. The emperor's seal fell slowly and was captured by the Royal envoy of Luojiao.

"Compared with the emperor of the past, you are far behind..." The indifferent voice of the unborn mother came out.

Zheng!

With a flash of light, the emperor's sword appeared in Jiuyou and inserted in front of Zhao Fugui. The emperor's last message came out:

"third brother, come to the other side with my hope!"

With a bang, all the mountains around Zhao Fugui burst open, and he screamed bitterly.

With the help of the messenger, the yuxu palace in Kunlun Mountain was smashed. The holy land of daomen yesterday, which the world looked up to, became a pile of ruins.

When he was looking for Zhao Fugui's disciples, Xiao Tiangou and Da Qinggen, he saw a round of divine light rising in the boundary of Fusang ancient tree, and the voice of the green emperor was a little tired:

"the cause and effect are clear, let's stop when we see good."

The full moon was quiet for a while, and slowly disappeared in the sky. The messenger also rushed back to his hometown.

"Ah

In Jiuyou, Zhao Fugui suddenly looks up and howls bitterly. His face is mottled with blood vessels.

"The renhuang sword can be used to suppress flesh and blood and help you recover."

"When we achieve the other side, we can turn it over."

The two figures disappear completely, leaving the eyes full of desolation and silence. The first floor of Jiuyou can no longer return to its original state. However, in the real world, everything is different. The romance of yuxu palace, Emperor xianzun of Yuan Dynasty and emperor of the world blows away.

Fireworks will fade, Sheng song will stop.