Looking at the scenes of the two sides, everyone in the room was engrossed.

Seeing Su Sanqian's troubles go all out, and the Buddha's light is full of heads behind his head. It seems to be a great realization, but his own swordsmanship and obsession are also rising to the peak. The people watching the battle are also serious.

"There are some doorways." The nine-headed worm whispered to himself: "Today's central aunt, the pure land, even out of these characters, is really an odd number."

The land pressure road next to him is slightly dagger: "Not bad."

In their eyes, the new generation of swords and buddhas at this moment, the strength of fighting against the law alone, even above the Western bliss pure Buddha above the card.

They are the Red Buddha King Buddha, Na Luoyan Buddha, and the meritorious Buddha. They are also inferior to the first Buddha under the white lotus pure land Maitreya.

On the other hand, the original demons also sighed to the shadow sorcerer: "Before the big ruin, it is also counted. Since the white land of the white lotus has been in the world, it has been tens of thousands of years. This should be the strongest foreign road Da Luo Tianxian."

"He should also be the highest peak that can be reached by the Dalu Tianxian. He will fight against the tactics of fighting and killing. There will be no stronger outsider Dao Tianxian." The Shadow Magic also whispered.

The general trend to Bodhisattva and other Buddhist monks watched the battle, silently.

On the side of the gate, he suddenly said: "It’s a pity."

Nothing when the Madonna appeared beside him, sighed after half a sigh: "Yeah, a pity."

Feng Yunyi did not speak, and she was more concerned about Yan Zhao song than Liu Su.

Oh, like a horse lantern, Yan Zhao’s song flashed a face in front of him.

There is a leaf pattern full of flame patterns and resentful leaves.

There is a nostril in the sky, the eyes of the people watching Zhao Wei.

There is also Lin Zhou, who slandered Yan Zhaoge and changed the history he knew well.

There is a wide-ranging mountain, the Lord of the Great Biography is also the Xinmeng Ping of the Zongmen Su, and the one-handed guide to the nine secluded cracks in the eight-level world.

There are many people in the Dazhe Zongzhong who have been fighting for many years with the Guangshan Mountain. The three generations of Huang Guanglie, Huang Xu, and Huang Jie have had a great time with their own Guangshang Mountain. There are once great saints Zhang Wei, everyone from the eighth grade. The world has been fighting to the upper bounds.

In the upper bounds of the world, there are also Guangmingzong, there is the Daxuan Dynasty, there are Zhuangshen and Zhuang Zhaohui father and son of Fengyishan Wutongpo.

There is a real fairy, and there is a supreme Chen Ganhua.

Until later, because of the mother's snow and the first clear, the hard-hitting band of the town of the town of Jiang Shen, a tribute to the people.

Recalling that when he left the upper bounds of the year, it has now passed for more than four hundred years.

Then the figure that appeared in front of us, as time went by, the long-term strangeness became weaker and weaker, and people became more and more familiar. Yan Zhaoge did not intend to continue watching.

"So many years..." After some sighs of sigh, Yan Zhao’s songs rushed to the top.

In addition to the God of God, Qi Hua also appeared above the top of Yan Zhao's song.

Under his body, Qi Xianyuan, like the rising tide, began to grow substantially.

The white gas nebula, which was originally wrapped in black gas by the karma, suddenly expanded and expanded around it as if it were an endless situation.

The low sound of white gas and black gas in the previous contact, this moment also began to become high and deafening.

Watching the people in their ears seems to sound like a thunder.

The black gas quickly dissipated, and the six reincarnations were also eliminated.

Only Yan Zhaoge's own body shape is getting taller and more powerful.

Although it is only a double flower gathering, it has not yet broken through the Yuantian robbery, turning a fairy yuan into Xianhua.

However, in addition to the number of people in the ranks of Da Luo, in addition to the Feng Yun, the land pressure, the monarch, the original demons, and other people, other people now face the Yan Zhao song, they feel pressure.

It seems that it can crush the horror of the Yuantian boundary and shake the consistent jurisprudence of everyone.

Yanzhao song Yuantianshu, Taiyi's fist, and the immortal sword are the three great schools, and they are new and innovative, and they learn what they have learned, and create an unprecedented mystery.

The Huanghuang Nebula, the white gas Sen Luo swept the Quartet, and broke the reincarnation of the Sui Su.

The people even gave birth to six illusions that there was a illusion of a reversal at this moment.

The power of reincarnation is reversed, and he is stunned.

The Buddha light behind his mind was suddenly dim.

The sleek, clear sword is fading.

Like the dust of the sword, it is not clean.

A little flash, the white nebula of the nebula spread out, Yan Zhao song took a step from the middle, and the time went to the front of the Susu.

"I also have a sword, please swords and Buddha tasting." Yan Zhao songs in the **** standing sideways, toward the point of a sigh.

Reincarnation reversing, Susie couldn't resist, I saw Jian Jianguang pouring down, and a kind of 谪 斩 斩 斩 斩 斩 , , , , , 。 。 。 。 。 。 。 。 。 。 。 。 。 。 。

Although only a moment, but Yan Zhaoge's other hand, has been extended, covering the top of the head.

The next moment, you can return to Da Luo.

But he knew he didn't have that chance.

"Life count."

"Go well." Yan Zhaoge also has a light and light wind, and the force of the palms is smashed.

The most outstanding Da Luo strongman in the history of the outer road, after the glory of the glory, fleeting, and died in the hands of Yan Zhao.

Yan Zhaoge can even feel vaguely, and Haoyu vibrates slightly, and seems to have the willingness to faint.

That should be the Lord of Pure Land of Bailian, Maitreya Buddha.

It was only because of the faction that he did not shoot.

Yan Zhao’s songs looked around and everyone in the field watched his eyes, and most people even felt a sting.

Susu was dead, but his body shape was intact and his will remained intact.

On his body's surface, a layer of faint golden glow gradually emerged, making himself a statue of a golden Buddha.

The Buddha statue is vivid and the surface is not damaged.

Yan Zhao’s finger tapped and called the Buddha statue to fly aside.

There, the white rosette floated alone, and the Buddha statue fell on it, and the long sword next to it shook gently inside the scabbard.

"There are no other people in Bailian Pure Land here." Yan Zhaoge puts his hand again, and Bai Lian floats to the land and presses Jun: "I have to ask the Dao to send someone to send the widow of the Taoist friend back to Bailian Pure Land."

The land pressure channel was picked up, and the answer has not yet been answered. Yan Zhao’s eyes have turned to the other side.

"Nine-headed worms, it’s time for you and me to fight."

Yan Zhao’s songs are twinkling and shining, and they are staring at the empty sky, staring at the nine-headed worm.

Others, all of them are stunned.

Yan Zhaoge's etheric imaginary realm, Lien Chan Shadow Devil and Sui Su two Da Luo level opponents, non-stop, immediately continue to invite another Da Luoqiang, the demon sacred nine worm!

"Where the brothers challenged the ancient Buddhas on the burning lamp, the ancient Buddha avoided hundreds of years, and finally they were both Dalu level." Yan Zhaoge did not mention that he had just picked up the challenge of Susu, just pointing his finger at himself. And then point to the nine-headed worm.

"Now I am going to challenge you to the demon sage, and you will not have to avoid it?"