Both the imperial world and the mortal world exist in this world, collectively called the Kyushu world. Like the imperial world, no one knows its origin, so few people mention this name now. (Baidu search: Ran レ
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The space in the Kyushu world is very stable and perfectly isolates the outside world. At most, there are only gaps like the Zhuo World. What all practitioners are pursuing is immortality and exploring the traces of heaven. And they know that in
The world of Kyushu cannot obtain such ability, so it has to break through the supreme tribulation with the intention of ascending to other dimensions, such as the rumored fairyland.
The power of practitioners is as powerful as ants to the world of Kyushu. They cannot break through this invisible wall. Only a few strong men standing at the top can use the power of true intention to draw traces in this space.
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It's like the ongoing battle to return to God.
When Heaven's Punishment came to the world, the power of true meaning was urged to its peak, and the power of thunder bombarded down. If it hit, I'm afraid the entire Demon God Tomb would be completely destroyed.
Yuan Futu could hardly stand up straight. The Tianque Sword in his hand was so heavy that he could hardly lift it, let alone attack the leader of Shushan. In his blurry vision, he saw an orange-red streak appear under the straight falling thunder.
of fire.
The strange flower is already in full bloom. Demon King Qiye displays the Six Kings Seal. This trick comes from the seventh-level martial arts book "Demon God Art". Although the demon's power is different from the elements, it can be rated to the seventh level, which is enough to prove that it has
It can compete with the power of the true meaning of the elements, just like "The Disintegration of the Demon".
With a punch, the orange-red demonic power suddenly formed a huge mark in the void, like a giant's fist rising up against the sky, trying to violently collide with the unshakable thunder.
Yuan Futu could hardly breathe. The God Burial Bone Spirit Array of the God Burial Vestment was shaking violently. The illusory skeleton seemed to be extremely suppressed and seemed to be broken at any time. The Earth Element Shield had already been cracked and damaged and could no longer be restored.
exist.
He struggled to raise his head, trying to see clearly who had won this pinnacle battle from the dazzling light.
However, at this moment.
A thin and old figure suddenly appeared in the void. It was an extremely old monk.
The old monk was wearing a worn-out cassock, his complexion was dark and wrinkled, and the fragrant scar on his head had become somewhat unclear over the endless years. He was short and thin, and had an old look on his face, like an old man who was nearing the end of his life.
Yuan Futu saw clearly that the monk's eyes were dim and dull, and he looked like he was blind. His mouth was slightly open, and the teeth inside had fallen out.
His appearance was a bit shocking, but the location where he appeared was shocking. Even if he had not seen it with his own eyes, Yuan Futu should have guessed the identity of this old monk.
The first person in the imperial court, the master of the Great Prajna Temple, the six-path old monk!
The appearance of the Old Monk of the Six Paths was no accident. It was more like a long-planned plan. Facing the peak attacks of the two powerful men, his skinny body was as steady as a mountain. He twisted the Buddha's seal in his hand and said hoarsely and weakly:
"All truths will be destroyed!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the golden Buddha's light erupted instantly, covering the sky and the sun, and invaded every inch of space.
Under the illumination of the Buddha's light, Yuan Futu began to feel as if his whole body was being burned by fire, and the pain was self-evident.
Both the Demon King and the One God noticed the sudden appearance of the skinny figure, but no one stopped because of this. Under the catharsis of such extreme power, they couldn't stop at all, and facing the old monk of Six Paths, there was no need to stop.
Down.
In an instant, the power of Heavenly Punishment collided violently with the Six Kings Seal.
The old monk of Six Paths opened his arms, and his whole body was in the shape of a wooden letter. When he opened his fingers, it was discovered that he only had nine fingers. The little finger of his left hand seemed to have been cut off with a sharp weapon, leaving an old scar.
However, this extreme confrontation in the realm of gods was not as earth-shattering as Yuan Futu expected, and the void was no longer torn apart, as if all the power turned into mud and disappeared into the sea.
I saw Demon King Qiye's fist firmly held in his left hand by the old monk of Six Paths, while the half of Yishen's sword was unable to move at all under his right hand, which was as dry as a bamboo knot.
In just such an instant, the six-path old monk neutralized the most powerful killing moves of the two masters.
"How... how is it possible?!" Yuan Futu stared at this scene in shock, unable to imagine that such a terrifying existence existed in this world.
Logically speaking, his realm should be at the top of the Guishen Peak, and even if there is a gap between Demon King Qiye and the leader of Shushan, they will not be as insurmountable as a chasm.
Judging from what is happening now, there is only one explanation, the legendary Chaos Spiritual Treasure!
"It's you?!" Yishen's fat face twitched, and his eyes burst out with great anger.
Demon King Qiye's face turned pale, and the strange flower that seemed to be weeping blood actually shrank a bit.
The old monk of Six Paths remained silent. Only a bright light penetrated his body, bursting out like a scorching sun. The color of the light was as white as snow, and it engulfed the two of them in an instant.
Yuan Futu wanted to escape, but no matter how fast he went, he couldn't move faster than the white light, and it was suddenly absorbed into it.
In the blink of an eye, the entire Demon God Tomb ceased to exist, leaving only a traceless world made of white light, just like the legendary Buddhist pure land, spotless.
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The flesh and blood seemed to be burning, the meridians seemed to be melting, and even the Yuan Shenhai seemed to have fallen into purgatory, enduring endless suffering. Yuan Futu half-knelt on the ground, and as his consciousness gradually recovered, the burning
The pain gradually faded away like a tide.
It feels like I have just escaped from the gate of hell, and I feel lucky to have survived the disaster.
Yuan Futu stood up staggeringly and found that there was only endless white in his eyes.
This is a spotless, boundless snow-white world. When his feet stepped on the ground, it was a little soft. He found that the ground was actually covered with a thick layer of fine white sand. He frowned deeply and felt that this was not what it was.
A real space.
"I didn't expect that even you would be involved." A voice came from behind.
Yuan Futu turned his head suddenly and found Qiye standing behind him, still naked without any scruples, but covering his private parts with his long red hair. His bright eyes stared at him, with a smile on his lips.
With that happy smile.
"Where...is this place?" Yuan Futu asked.
"It's the Pure Land world."
At this time, a short and fat figure appeared in sight, walking slowly on the soft white sand.