Chapter 691 Soul Refining Technique Inherited in the Bloodline, Spatial Deed
The power of cutting the Buddha's backbone so that the monk of the heart of the heart to spit three golden blood, his breath was slightly, and then the Buddha light was large, and the dust leaped into the air.
If you can't tolerate the Buddha, the little monk will go to Qingping Mountain to build a Buddha pagoda, please come up! "
Boom.
The monk of the heart of the heart pointed out that the wishes of Tianfa, and all the Buddhist wishes contained in the three gold Buddhas that were destroyed by Gu Yu was like a rainbow pouring in the body of the gods of the heart, and saw that he was sitting in the air.
The power of Wanfo was blessed, and for a moment, it seemed to break through the limits of the cultivation of this position.
The peak of ten realms is complete.
The strong cultivation and breath, the Changhe Jianjun, the national division, the old lady, and others were suppressed. More than that, even the emperor Chu Chaolong of the Xuanlong dynasty, the eight Xuanlongs that were originally surrounded by his body.
The trend of the return of the Buddha, Chu Chaolong secretly told himself, watching the eyes of the gods and monks full of fear and condensation.
This old guy!
Even after the failure of the Golden Buddha's failure to enter Qingyunmen, the plan was calculated in advance.
In this way, with his current strength, even the strong in this world, even if the leader of the Haoqi League, may be difficult to enemy ...
"Amitabha!"
The monks of the heart of the heart of the gods gather the power of the Buddha, and the Buddha's light surges, from the great Buddha to the world Buddha.
Looking at Gu Yu's life, he said, "A few days ago, the master Qin Jiu called the world to call the world with the sword.
, Lao Nao takes lotus as a stage, and you will also see the top of Qingping, and you must also see Rulai, the son of my Buddhist door. "
Gu Yu's life did not expect the Avenue promise to enter the Qingyunmen that year, and he would be cared for by his respecting teacher Qin Jiu.
The practitioners in the world entered Qing Pingzhou and gathered for him to climb Qingping Mountain.
Think of this.
Gu Yu's life couldn't help taking a deep breath and looked at the towering Qing Ping Mountain, and his heart was surging for a while.
Young and no dispute.
Where is the Avenue!
Gu Yusheng replied; "Whether there is a true Buddha on Qing Ping Mountain, the master will know it in person."
唰.
A figure appeared, and he was a native of Dongyang. He twisted: "According to the Poor Poor, if there is something on the top of Qingping Mountain, it must be a Tao."
"Non -Buddha and non -Tao, it is bound to be Tiangong Yuyu, the place of Bai Yujing."
The Changhe sword sword came from the sword, and glanced at the monk, Dongyang Taoist, and looked at Gu Yu's life, frowned: "Young people don't know the height of the heights, and they also learn the sages of Qingping?
With this qualification, you are so arrogant for the swordsman, and your sword will be profitable.
Gu Yusheng said indifferently: "Don't dare to humiliate the name of the teacher." Ωsw..NET
"Okay, there is a kind!"
The long river sword fairy showed the right hand, Qing Ping's madness and cloudy sword, forming a green lotus sword in front of him, the green lotus sword became, the sword potential rose suddenly, the lotus sword meaning hidden endless killing intention.
In the past, Gu Yu's life was trapped in Fan cages.
Qin Jiu is far away, Bai Yujing first damaged the three big sword repair, Changhe sword fairy out of Bai Yujing with the soul, and a sword with Qin Jiu secretly.
I ca n’t find it there. Naturally, I have to recover the interest from Gu Yu's life. In his eyes, Gu Yu's life is just a sword repaired by the 18th realm.
I just confronted the monk with the gods and monks just now, and I will hide my mystery. It is by no means the strength of the rest of my life, but just now Gu Yu's life showed the green lotus sword.
clear.
"Eat my sword!"
Although the long river sword fairy turns the green lotus with ideas, it can produce the sword, but it is like an endless long river, and the sword is endless and heavy.
Gu Yusheng took off the sword on the monument of the town with his hands, hanged a sword in front of him, held the sword with both hands, and waved straight forward.
A long river separated from the sword of Gu Yu's life, it was split into two long river.
And Gu Yu's life was not moving, and a sword cut without changing.
At this time, the divided into the long river sword converged and converged.
Gu Yu's life did not look back, just flipped his wrist to face Qingping Sword facing the sky.
Suddenly, Qing Ping's sword turned into a peach blossom, and wrapped Gu Yusheng in.
Changhe Jianxian was proud, with a little bit of despise, and mocked: "Peach blossoms are destroyed by the spring, your sword is the sword of the man?
Master once taught you this for the first sword on the world? "
Changhe Jianxian's words have just finished.
The cold voice came from behind: "For you, the sword may not be full."
The Changhe sword fairy was shocked, and then looked back subconsciously. I saw that in the peach blossoms behind me, there was a tall back of the sword.
The peach blossoms are like the sword carried on the back of the figure.
Wan Jian came out.
Peach blossoms are gorgeous.
Then there was a blood splashed in the sky.
Changhe Jianxian looked down at the sword marks that were cut out of his body, widened his eyes, and said in a low voice: "Gu Bai!"
The Changhe Swordsman closed his eyes and then opened his eyes.
It's just Tianhe, why is it small!
"Fu Tian Jian Jue?"
Changhe Jianxian's body retreated, and relying on the powerful cultivation to burn the phenomenon of the starry river, after a few steps back, he stabilized the shape.
Long sword.
The blood flowed along his arm, and the tip of the sword was falling.
Blood hangs from high altitude to the ground, blood shadows like beads, like a blood world, the world practitioners saw the drop of blood.
One by one, he couldn't help but take a breath.
Surprisingly, his mouth was open, silent.
Longhe Jianxian, one of the twelve cities of Bai Yujing.
In terms of swords, he lost.
Losses to the unknown generation of Qing Pingzhou a few years ago.
Lose to Gu Bai's son!
How terrible this is.
How ridiculous.
For a moment, people who knew about 20 years ago, such as sitting on a needle felt, sweat and sweat behind them.
Is there really a reincarnation in the world?
Twenty years back to the origin?
No, not.
Gu Yu's life in front of him, compared with the scholar of Qing Ping that year, is difficult to control.
The sword in his hand.
It's so sharp.
The chill came from Jianfeng, as if cutting the hair, panicked.
Although the Emperor Chu Chaolong of the Xuanlong Dynasty tried to maintain a lazy posture, he had a chair handrail he held, and the golden jade fragmented dandruff landing.
"This son's swordsmanship, progress is rapid. Compared with the reborn two years ago, there must be an adventure!"
Chu Chaolong sat on the sword not far away, and the swordsman's sword fairy Wanjian was gloomy at a glance. Two years later, the legs that were injured by Gu Yu's life seemed to be cured, and he could walk freely.
: "His Majesty Xuanlong, this son's wings have been abundant ... there are also holy courtyards to support your back, if let go again ..."