Banished Disciple’s Counterattack Chapter 1606: Debts of the world
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The pure desert of Ximo, a lonely place, with no finches.
Everyone looks at the sky, and everything is still unfinished.
Spirit Mountain was lifted, the Buddhas died, and Shakya was robbed into the world. The Emperor dropped the Magic Pestle and left without knowing where to go.
Each of these cases is quite unreal.
Poof!
Ye Chen also vomited blood, and the stiff old holy body also bent down, staggering in pace, falling into the sky.
He has a golden light all over his body, and he has dimmed a lot. His gold-colored blood languishes, and his eyes become muddy and more old. It is too late.
After a series of **** battles, the power of the Holy Bone is exhausted by him, and there is no Quasi Emperor power, and hegemony.
Of course, even so, everyone's eyes are still in awe, and no one dares to offend his majesty.
"The prestige of 'Ancient Desolate Emperor Physique' is all typed out." Old Man Quasi Emperor whispered, his eyes full of surprise.
"Zhumo." The Spirit Mountain Buddhas screamed and killed all the sentient beings to kill the Ye Chen to prove the Dharma.
Ye Chen is indifferent, expression has no waves, and there is a teleportation gate behind him, dragging him in and turning away.
The buddhas snorted, and there were more eyes in the eyes of the Buddha.
Their Buddha's heart is not quiet anymore. The Buddha's light is restless, and there is also a posture that he should enter the world.
"Spirit Mountain was lifted, the Buddhas were slaughtered, Shakya was robbed into the world, and even the Emperor's Devil's Devil's Pestle was gone. Now, this scene is an excellent satire." Looking at the Buddhas, there were sighed Tongue.
"In order to protect one person, it was so tragic that the mercy was really worthless." Too many people sighed.
"The old man pinches his fingers, and the imperial fairy is indeed a disaster." The old **** sticks began to grumble again.
However, no one refuted the words of the old **** sticks.
Looking down, it seems that no one who is enchanted by the imperial fairy is good enough.
They such as Immortal Clan God Son, such as her followers, such as Zhiyang, such as Spirit Mountain at the moment.
They are all miserable. They are caught, caught, caught, and annihilated.
Fairy is well-deserved as a disaster.
"The show is over." The old man Quasi Emperor turned around for the first time, carrying his hands on his back, stepped into the virtual sky, and hummed in a small key, as if it was very cool.
"Let's go." The spectators are scattered, and before leaving, they will look back at Spirit Mountain and the Buddhas in the sky.
Going all the way, with a tongue of sighed, this time Ximo and his party really did not come in vain. The drama is very exciting.
The news here quickly spread throughout the mysterious land.
Ye Chen became famous in the first battle. In order to catch one, he fought against the Buddha, lifted the Spirit Mountain, slaughtered the Buddhas, and shook the Sakyamuni.
"It ’s true that the truth is true: where is the Holy Body lively, and the movement is greater than once."
"From the Profound Wilderness, from the Profound Wild Star Sea to the now Desert Spirit Mountain, everything is shocking. His legends, each will be a myth, will be passed down from generation to generation."
"The Holy Bone is full of power, and most people will still stare at Ye Chen." Some people pondered, inexplicably worried.
"The blame is that he provokes too much of the enemy, and which one does not want to kill him." Too many people sighed.
In the long-lasting argument, night ushered in.
Under the heavens of the mountains, the silhouettes are constant. Most of them are squatting on the top of the mountain, and the cultivation is not high.
These people, looking around, seem to be waiting for something.
"I said, the Eucharist will really come to these heavenly mountains?" Some people scratched their ears and scratched their cheeks, and were a little impatient.
"Listen to me, I will come." A young man with a billy monkey's gills has a good idea. "I haven't killed so many people, don't you just want to stay here to kill?"
"If you say that, there is nothing wrong with it."
"Come on, the Eucharist is really here." As soon as the young man's words fell, he heard someone screaming at someone.
Ye Chen did come and fell under the Zhutian Mountain.
There is still blood here, which has not dried up. It is the blood of the reincarnated people, and it is sprinkled here, not the hometown.
"I brought them." Ye Chen looked at Zhutian Mountain, like a familiar face.
He waved his hands and released nearly 10,000 people, Zhiyang Taoist, Phoenix Immortal, Immortal Clan God Son, Tian Can, Bu Tian God Son, Silent Deity, and their followers.
"Imperial immortals, all immortal immortals, she confuses us." Nearly tens of thousands of people screamed and roared as they were released, kneeling down on the ground, all kneeling on the ground, their eyes dreaded, bloody, and heart-trembling.
"Then go down and liquidate with her." Ye Chen raised the sword of killing, the majestic words, cold into the bone, lingering in the sky, burning the sound of the sound, the silence and the silence.
"The bitter sea is boundless, and the back is the shore." Before the Ye Chen sword fell, he heard a thick Buddhist sound.
This buddha sound is not from other parties, but from Ye Chen Shenhai, such as Hong Zhong Da Lu, solemn and peaceful.
Ye Chen Shenhai was booming, almost collapsing, staggering for a while, almost falling down, his head hurt and burst.
Looking at his Divine Sea again, there is actually a golden Buddha sitting, the treasure is solemn, the eyes of the Buddha are bright and boundless.
"Da Ri Ru Lai." Ye Chen snarled and recognized who it was at a glance.
Ancient Cosmos Dragon said at the time that once the Buddha's mantra was repaired, it would be stared at, and sooner or later he would end up with the Buddha.
Now, after a lapse of more than two hundred years, the body of the Buddha's mind is still manifested after all, just because Da Riru came to Cleansing World Spell, he and the Buddha have formed a cause and effect.
Om, well, it, pit, microphone, huh ...
Buddhism's body, chanting the great day like Cleansing World Spell, the sound of the Buddha is magnificent, its magic is unstoppable.
Well ...!
The sword in Ye Chen's hand fell, slanted into the ground, hugged the old head, and screamed in pain.
Buddha is too strong in mind and wants to use Cleansing World Spell to subdue him.
In just a moment, his whole body was wiped out, and just a moment, his firm mind was confused.
"What ... what situation." The cultivator around Zhutian Mountain, each scratching his head, is also a daze for each.
Not only were they shocked, Immortal Clan God Son and Fengxian and others were also startled, not knowing what happened to Ye Chen.
"Put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the ground." This buddha sound resounds without limit, with the power of grace.
"Even if I put down the butcher's knife, I will never become a Buddha." Ye Chen growled, it was a roar from Soul.
Hey ...!
Only with a sigh, the golden Buddha flew out of the Ye Chen Shenhai, straight into Jiuxiao, and sat in the sky.
It became huge and became a magnificent golden buddha, like mountains and mountains, magnificent Buddha and majestic.
It's so dazzling, a ray of Buddha-Philadelphia shines, the dim sky is bright because of its existence.
Its Buddha eyes are quiet, with compassion and peace, and countless scriptures have evolved in it, containing the supreme Dharma.
"Then ... what is that?" The Quartet cultivator all looked up and stared at the golden Buddha, expression trance.
"Buddha?" Immortal Clan God Son and Impatiens also saw them, all screaming wildly, "Buddha save me."
"My Buddha is merciful, Amitabha." The Buddha's body read, and the sound of the Buddha echoed over nine days.
With a pressure, he pressed Ye Chen to his knees.
"I don't need your mercy." The Ye Chen screamed, his eyes were red, covered with blood, and there were green bars on his forehead, and madness and madness coexisted.
Unyielding, he stood upright under the pressure of coercion, and the bent body was straight.
He pulled out the Quasi Emperor sword, which was inserted diagonally on the ground, and waved hard in the shaking, slashing towards the enemy.
Poof!
A sword fell, and the film turned into a blood mist of silence.
Of course, he also paid a painful price for this. His holy bone was crushed and crushed more than one.
Kill!
He roared and roared, dragging the blood, carrying the blood sword, staggering step by step, chopping wildly.
Every time you wield a sword, there are people who are cut off.
Every time he wields a sword, his holy body will split open, stained with blood, and the whole is a blood man.
"Buddha save me. Buddha save me." Ye Chen is roaring, Immortal Clan God Son and Fengxian are also roaring, hoping that the Buddha can help them out of the sea of suffering.
"Kill." Ye Chen no longer sees human form, confusion, full of eyes blood tears, his vision is blurred, one blood footprint at a time, a blood path behind him.
Sword falls, a pool of blood, the blood stains the heavens.
The princes of many great schools God Son and many great churches all died instantly and became the dust of history.
"My Buddha is compassionate." The sigh of Buddha Nian sighed and raised the shining Buddha palm, which was covered by Ling Tian / rises skywards.
That is a golden hand covering the sky, covered with Buddhist scriptures, its palm, and a golden swastika.
The palm of the Buddha seems to be annihilated, the world trembles, it loses its color, it falls all the way, the time has solidified, the universe is upside down, and the empty sky collapses inch by inch.
"You can't kill me, I'm a descendant of Phoenix, she has gratitude to you." Below, Phoenix Immortal groaned, full of eyes was horrified, just because of Ye Chen, he had dragged the **** saint to her. Raised the killing sword.
"Blood debt and blood repayment." Ye Chen roared to the world, blood and tears criss-crossed, even though he was struggling to die, the imperial fairy was also destroyed, and the blood debt was repaid for the tragic relative.
"No ... no no ...." Phoenix Immortal hissed, her eyes accentuated at a speed visible to the naked eye, and her pupils shrank to the size of the tip of the needle at the speed visible to the flesh.
The sword hasn't fallen yet. She already feels that her body is cold and bone-throwing, as if she has fallen into the Nine Nether, as if she has fallen into eighteen layers of hell. Hell, she has suffered all her life.
She has no antagonism with Ye Chen, only because of the Phoenix Immortal Royal, she is above the top, she recognizes herself as noble, and does not allow others to offend, and retaliates repeatedly.
It's just that the siege against Ye Chen failed again and again, making her more and more crazy.
For this, she will eventually pay the price of blood.
Not only her, but also her elder brother, who also died tragically. The proud Phoenix family is also ashamed of her.
When life and death lingered, she realized what she regretted.
I regret not to provoke Ye Chen again and again, and touched his counter scale more than once, even causing miserable ending.
Her dignity, her arrogance, her cultivation as cultivation, her lofty aspirations, and her devotion to the world will all become the past with this sword.
The cold light appeared at once, and the silence fell, and the imperial fairy was cut.
She also turned into a blood mist and was buried under the mountains of Heaven, paying the blood price for her crime.
At the same time, the palm of Ling Tian / rises skywards also fell.
The unyielding figure fell into the pool of blood.
The earth was in turmoil, and an immense handprint was burnt on the ground and transformed into a giant Yue, standing between the heavens and the earth.
"I don't need your compassion." Although Ye Chen was crushed under the mountain, he still roared and shuddered.
The mountain trembled, and he was pushed up again by him.
It was a trembling picture. Like a ants, he actually lifted a 8,000-foot giant Yue.
The Quartet cultivator petrochemicals are all shocking to see.