Countless powerful people overseas were shocked and inexplicable. Three years have passed since the Qing Emperor attacked the country alone, overwhelmed Mount Olympus, and went on an unbridled rampage.
It seems that the Qing Emperor of China has been heard from no more, which makes all the major forces and even countries in the world heave a sigh of relief.
Who would have thought that three years later, there would be a woman who would travel overseas wearing Buddhist robes and destroy the blood monk clan?
There are many blood monk clans, and the Boyue clan may not be the most powerful, but it is definitely not weak. There is even a world-destroying grand duke sleeping in their place.
Now, the Boyu clan has been completely wiped out, the huge castle has been reduced to ruins, and the blood of hundreds of powerful men has flowed into rivers.
"Has China gone crazy in recent years?"
"A woman dares to do such a thing. Is she really easy to bully as a blood monk?"
"Hey, another little-known strong man came out of China. Is she going to follow the path of the Qing Emperor?"
The whole world was shaken, and the blood monks were even more furious. A wealthy family that was friendly with the Earl family made a statement and wanted to kill this woman to avenge the Boyo family.
This news was not only received overseas, but also within China.
When Mo Qinglian hung up the phone on Longchi Mountain, her face suddenly turned pale.
She finally understood why Xiao Wu said such incomprehensible words before.
Mo Qinglian had heard about Xiao Wu.
During the Haiqing Catastrophe in the past, Xiao Rujun died, Wu Bodhisattva peacefully avenged her husband, and finally died at the hands of the Holy See of Light and the Poison of the Gods.
In the past, Xiao Wu was weak and had not yet embarked on the path of cultivation. Qin Xuan even gave Xiao Wu the Treasured Sutra for this purpose. From then on, Xiao Wu stayed in Puluo Temple and only left the temple twice in several years.
"Is she practicing to avenge her parents?" Mo Qinglian's face turned pale, and she regretted agreeing to Xiao Wu.
No wonder Xiao Wuwu entrusted Qin Xuan to her.
No wonder Xiao Wuwu made such a farewell move.
Mo Qinglian's face became paler. She understood that Xiao Wu might be able to destroy a Boyue family by himself, but facing the gods and the Holy See of Light, how could Xiao Wu win again?
In this world, not everyone is a Qing Emperor. She has felt Xiao Wu's aura before. In terms of strength, she now has the golden elixir. Xiao Wu may be a little stronger than her, but facing the world's largest force in the Holy See of Light,
To those gods who even possess nuclear weapons, it is like mantis trying to control the chariot.
The path Xiao Wu took was a dead end!
Mo Qinglian's face suddenly turned pale, and in the distance, Qin Yan'er frowned.
She didn't know Xiao Wu, and she didn't understand why Mo Qinglian looked like this.
Mo Qinglian's body was looming, and she fell into silence. She looked towards the top of Longchi Mountain.
Do you want to keep your promise?
Perhaps once Xiao Wu dies, no one in the world will compete with her for Qin Xuan.
People are selfish, and everyone in the world is like this. Mo Qinglian is the sweet daughter of heaven, and the concept has been instilled in her mind since modern times. She never wants to share the person she loves with others.
Therefore, Mo Qinglian hesitated. Her face became paler and she was struggling with anxiety.
The entire Longchi Mountain seemed to have fallen into silence.
…
Overseas, on an uninhabited island.
This island does not belong to any country. Perhaps, it originally belonged to a certain country.
But since a certain force settled in, it spent a sky-high price to buy the island.
Few people know that the owner of this island is now known as the gods.
Under this island, there is a deep-sea base, and there are countless terrifying weapons hidden in it.
This is just one of the bases of the gods. Powers like the gods will never concentrate all their power in one place. You know, even the great powers of the world will attack everyone.
God’s scientific research results are envious.
But now, near this island, there are two monks, an old man and a young man, standing in a boat.
The Buddha's robes dance gently with the sea breeze, and he has kind eyebrows and kind eyes.
The two figures had already been discovered when they entered the cordon of the gods.
One submarine after another quietly approached the two people and issued a warning.
Faced with the warning, the two of them acted as if they had not heard it.
"Is that the Chinese Buddhist cultivator?" Among the gods, an Asian old man who was half-mechanized spoke slowly. His heart was even made of machinery to support his life.
When he saw Xiao Wu's face on the screen, his brows furrowed.
This is not difficult to identify, not to mention that the destruction of the house of Bethjo has already spread throughout the world.
"What are we going to do?" someone asked next to him.
"The visitor is not malicious. Don't let her get close to the base. Send out No. 12 and No. 9." The cyborg old man said slowly.
Immediately, deep inside the base, two pairs of scarlet eyes lit up and rushed out of the island.
At the same time, the submarine that was sneaking in the sea had also activated its torpedoes, passing through the deep sea and hitting the light boat directly.
boom!
In an instant, the boat was annihilated in the gunfire, the waves exploded, and thick smoke billowed.
From the thick smoke in the sea, a figure broke out and landed safely on the island.
Xiao Wu's whole body was glowing with a faint golden glow, as if shrouded in Buddha's light, like a Bodhisattva walking with fingers twirled.
She looked up and saw the two humanoid war machines, her pupils indifferent.
boom!
A huge Bodhisattva's image has appeared in the air, which is three feet long. It looks like it is made of brilliant gold, and is no different from the real thing.
The Bodhisattva lowered his eyebrows and pressed down his palms like golden mountains.
The entire island seemed to be immersed in endless roars. Xiao Wu's eyes were indifferent, looking at the two war machines blocking the attack, and mouthing the Buddhist sound, "e!"
As soon as the word came out, the Buddha's power was so powerful that it almost dyed the sky into gold. The Buddha's light was diffuse, coming from the west, hoping to save all sentient beings.
After fighting for several hours, the entire island was torn apart and in pieces.
Xiao Wu's face turned pale. She couldn't help but cough up a mouthful of blood and walked out of the ruined base underground.
The sea water poured in, completely submerging the base that the gods had invested heavily in.
An old man's head, half of which was a machine, rolled to the ground, stained with blood, and there were mechanical sparks at the corners of his mouth, making a mechanical sound.
"How can it be!"
As the seawater poured in, the old man was completely annihilated in the sea.
"Temple Master, you have been seriously injured and cannot fight anymore!" the old monk warned bitterly.
"Next place!" Xiao Wu was indifferent, wiped the blood from his lips and teeth with the magic Buddha's clothes, and walked away into the sea amidst the helpless sigh of the old monk.
The old monk looked sad and couldn't bear it.
If this continues, this young temple master will die.
The old monk lowered his head and shook the cell phone in his hand, which captured all the scenes of Xiao Wu's previous battle.
The figure of the young man from the past flashed through his mind, and he turned to look to the east.
"She's going to die!"
"Donor, don't you know?"
"Please benefactor, save him!"
The old monk prayed in his heart. His peripheral vision fell on the crumbling Xiao Wu, and his expression seemed to become even more miserable.