The Seven Great Meditations, go straight to the fisherman.

Because, they are also afraid that the fisherman will have some unfinished means. The black-and-white Netherworld chain opens the way, and you must take the lead. The whole process is actually a moment of electric light.

As soon as the fisherman's eyes were slightly closed, the Seven Great Meditations had already arrived.

The chain of the dead is like a dragon, roaring on the sea. Netherworld, endless black light. The power of the Seven Primordial Immortals has gathered again.

At this time, the sky-covering hat and the dragon rod are all floating in the void, and the Qiankun fish basket covers the fisherman.

When the Seven Great Spiritual Cultivators attacked, the fisherman did not change his movements in the slightest, but was completely immersed in his own spells, and did not seem to have the slightest heart to resist.

Boom-Click-Boom-

The black and white chain of the netherworld collides and entangles with the sky-covering hat and the dragon fishing rod respectively. Xuanguang rose in all directions, each oscillating. These magic weapons are almost indistinguishable.

At this time, the power of the Seven Primordial Immortals was completely concentrated on the Qiankun Fish Basket.

Sneer, sneer-

The Qiankun Fish Basket is a magic weapon that is both offensive and defensive, and the void is rotated by force, naturally absorbing the power of many primordial immortals.

Poof――

At the same time, the fish basket was able to suddenly emit green rays, like ten thousand arrows scattering, and it shook the meditation cultivation.

"Hmph!" someone sneered in the meditation. With a shake of his hand, a magic weapon volleyed into the air.

It was an inconspicuous piece of swarthy stone. Rising in the wind, it is like ten thousand black mountains in an instant, just like being confined to the netherworld.

"Town!"

The Netherstone Stone, the holy relic of the Hades Venerable, is made of the immeasurable mountain stone of Tianzhou, which can fill the angry sea.

The Black Mountain Mountains, covering hundreds of miles. Out of thin air.

Qiankun fish basket, can collect ten thousand treasures. But. The magic weapon of the same level, but it is helpless. At this moment. The Nether Stone was not affected by it in the slightest, and nothing changed.

The momentum of wind and thunder is unstoppable.

Whew――

Straight down, just like the sky falling. However, the giant mountain smashes the fish basket, which can be imagined.

The light of ten thousand arrows shot out of the fish basket was directly dissolved by the Netherworld Stone Mountain, and its momentum did not decrease in the slightest.

Boom-click--

For a time, there were thousands of fragments. Scattered lights.

Countless bamboo threads, thousands of gravel stones, fill the void. Two magic weapons, the Qiankun fish basket is almost broken. Netherworld Black Mountain, half of the wall shattered.

In fact, such a magic weapon, as long as the fragments are collected, can be sacrificed again.

But, at this moment. How could there be such an opportunity? The moment the black-clothed cultivator sacrificed the magic weapon, he already had the idea of breaking the net. Otherwise, the fisherman's three treasures will not be broken, and it will be difficult to kill the fisherman.

On the great river of bitter sea. The bamboo silk black stone rolled down and fell into the river.

And the body shape of the Seven Great Meditation Cultivators is not sluggish at all, and this kind of cooperation can be described as perfect.

"Die—"

The black-clothed cultivator shouted loudly. The power of the Seven Realms of Meditation swept again. Go straight to the fisherman who has no protection and even looks like a fake sleep.

Such a battle, let alone a fisherman. Even a Eternal Realm cultivator would not dare to attack the combined forces of the seven Origin Immortal High Rank without defense.

However, the fisherman remained unmoved. It was as if he was completely imprisoned.

The Seven Great Meditation Cultivators were naturally merciless, and all of them showed their strongest combat power.

Roar-Boom-Boom-

The hurricane swept like the sky roared.

The fisherman's eyes were slightly closed, and his long hair was flying. By this time, his cloth had completely shattered and turned into a chaotic butterfly. The fisherman, naked on the river, has not scattered the seal in his hand.

Perhaps, everything should come naked and go naked.

And with the explosion of the power of the seven primordial immortals, looking at the husband's bronzed skin, it has already begun to crack. The blood-colored lines were clearly visible, and in an instant, they spread all over the body, spreading like a spider.

Actually, it was just a moment.

The fisherman has no power to resist.

Boom -

The bodies of the Seven Great Cultivators, like ghosts, almost rushed over the river. And the fisherman behind them suddenly exploded, and flesh and blood flew sideways.

In an instant, endless power was rolled up. It wasn't a self-detonation, it could only be regarded as the final blow to the Seven Great Spiritual Cultivators.

It's just that the power is limited. The bodies of the Seven Great Cultivators shook suddenly, but they were still fixed in the void. This time, it has no impact on the battle situation.

The Fisherman has fallen. At the same time, the sky-covering hat and the dragon fishing rod lost their owners, and they were all in vain.

Plop - Boom -

The two magic weapons, as the fisherman's flesh and blood exploded, fell directly into the river and sank in an instant. The Three Treasures of the Fisherman are said to have been obtained by the Green Soul from the Sea of Suffering.

At this moment, coming from the sea of suffering will also return to the sea of suffering.

"Poof—"

Among the seven great spiritual cultivators in the void, the three primordial immortals with a lower realm actually spurted blood at the same time. Just now, in fact, they are controlling the Netherstone Mountain at the same time.

The two magic weapons collided violently, and they were all devoured, and the power of the fisherman's blasting before he died had caused them to be seriously injured.

"Fisherman, amazing—" The black-clothed cultivator led by him said slowly, looking at everything sinking in the river.

Click-click-click-

At the same time, the black and white mask on his face actually cracked a crack. In this battle, he has indeed done his best, but fortunately, the fisherman is also the end of the crossbow.

"Fisherman of Paradise—"

The leader sighed, I don't know what kind of emotion it was.

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"Fisherman!" On Sanssouci Island, Le Zhengyun Yu's body was shocked. In fact, when the ancient cultivators slaughtered the Qingshan lineage, he knew that the great catastrophe of the Paradise lineage was coming.

The two envoys of the bitter sea were right, even if the fisherman was powerful, he was probably outnumbered.

The Nine Great Consummations of the Original Immortals! Le Zheng Yunyu saw the realm of the fisherman. At the same time, he understood that in fact, looking at the entire Sanssouci Immortal Island, it was impossible for any of the original Immortal Nine major consummations to have the combat power of a fisherman.

He was facing the same level of Primordial Immortal Ninefold, as well as three Primordial Immortals Eightfold, and three Primordial Immortals Sevenfold Major Consummation. Moreover, the magic weapon used by the other party in the end is not inferior to the fisherman's three treasures.

"You did your best!" Le Zheng Yunyu sighed lightly. Because. At that moment, he already felt that the soul lamp belonging to the fisherman in the secret room of Sanssouci Island. Completely extinguished.

When people die, the lights go out, and the owner of Sanssouci Island can only sigh.

Again. His eyes narrowed slightly, looking up into the void. It's a pity that Le Zheng Yunyu didn't wait for the person he wanted to see.

In fact, the fisherman is right: if the underworld is respected, there is no need to come from the west of the demon mountain. Those meditation cultivators are just pawns of the underworld.

The true power of the underworld has never appeared. If they appear, they will definitely go straight to Sanssouci Immortal Island.

Coming from the west, it's a lot of work. It's already abnormal.

Sanssouci Island is the foundation of the Promised Land. Therefore, Le Zhengyun Yu Ningshe fisherman, don't concentrate your strength, so that you can protect Sanssouci Island.

"Open the Great Array!"

Master of Sanssouci Island, the order is out. His white robe moved slightly, and the fairy light in his eyes flickered.

In an instant, looking at Sanssouci Fairy Island again, the green mangs rose.

There is an end to the sea of suffering. Paradise hassle-free!

Outside the worry-free fairy island, the smoke is vast. In the void, in an instant, it was like a sea market, floating with a thousand visions. Covering thousands of miles of sea.

There are stars and moons, green mountains and rivers, and thousands of flying beasts. Countless palaces and pavilions. Many golden Buddha statues. There are many variations, and so on.

I don't know how many golden lotuses. Scattered in the void. Some are budding and waiting to be released, and some are angry and scattered. I don't know how many relics. Shining brightly, shining like stars.

That's a lot of visions, a lot of worlds.

It seems that all the holy scenes in all the Three Realms are in the Chenlou of Nahai City, protecting the Immortal Island.

And directly above Sanssouci Island, a phantom figure stood. It's just that the green shadow can't really be seen. And a golden word "Buddha" is like a blazing sun enveloping everything.

At that moment, the Three Realms shook, and the Domains sensed.

On the Holy Mountain of the Three Realms.

Canghai Donghuang Mai was barefoot, raised his eyes to look east, and couldn't help but smile faintly.

"Holy Venerable Buddha Female Array, Master of Worry-Free Island, is really cautious. That netherworld, can it really turn the world upside down?"

Dongling Dongyang Ancient Temple.

Once, the incense of Dongyang Ancient Temple was almost cut off. Later, after Amu returned from the Shura realm, he revisited his hometown and used Dafa to show his saints and let his incense follow.

Back then, Master Wuchen finally pointed out to Amu, and he turned into a seven-colored glow and disappeared.

At this time, behind the ancient temple of Dongyang, a young scribe walked slowly into the void. That was Qing Qianzang, who had just come from the northern region of the Sea Wilderness.

Just look, Qing Qianzang shook the void with one hand. The seven-colored glow in the ancient temple of Dongyang flew and went straight to the center of the eyebrows. In fact, the dust has not dispersed, but the millennium of Zen has been completed, and the fate of Amu has finally ended.

Three souls are one!

Qing Qianzang was all right, and then smiled slightly and looked at the distant sea of bitterness.

"The Promised Land, don't panic! It seems that the owner of the Worry-Free Island can't fully understand the essence of the Paradise! If the black-clothed ancient cultivator can set foot on the Promised Land, it will be a joke!"

Phoenix Mountain.

Xuantian and Xingchen shook their heads and sighed.

"Green Soul Buddha Array! Ten thousand years, long gone! The descendants of the Paradise cannot be compared with the same vein as the sea. ”

Netherworld, White Island.

The corners of Hades Venerable's mouth curled slightly.

"Tianguang Buddha Girl Array! Sure enough, the Green Soul is still prepared! Hehe, it came earlier than expected!"

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The Buddha array opened, and the master of Sanssouci Island stood on the seashore unmoved, waiting for everything.

However, at this very moment, there was a sudden change on the river. Originally, the fisherman was killed, and the Seven Great Primordial Immortals wanted to go straight to Sanssouci Island.

However, at this moment. The great river, which was originally flowing backwards above the bitter sea, suddenly emitted the sound of rolling thundering water, and it seemed to be killed by thousands of troops.

"Huh?"

Seven Great Meditations, the footsteps sank slightly.

Look again, the big river in front of me is surging, and it is still blocking the way. Moreover, the flow of the great river is reversing. The vast white river originally ran from south to north on the deep blue bitter sea.

Now, the water has changed from north to south. As the great river flowed, the Seven Great Meditations felt as if the entire time and space were going backwards.

It was an indescribable feeling.

The great river flowed backwards, and then there was a stream in it, and it turned into a circle.

On the top of the river, a mirror lake seems to have been formed. It's just that the center of the mirror lake is rolling waves. Layer by layer of waves, a total of nine, one layer higher than one layer, like the stars holding the moon to hold out a figure.

"Heaven and earth walk with floating clouds, and the great rivers pass with time. The sentient beings of the six realms are here, envying me to fight fishermen. ”

It turned out to be a child's immature voice, completely different from the desolate and heroic when the fisherman sang at night. The voice echoed between the sea and the sky, crisp and pleasant, and made people feel endless in their hearts.

On Sanssouci Island, the face of the owner of Sanssouci Island changed. This was a situation he had definitely not expected.

Beyond the great river, the Seven Great Ancient Cultivators stopped abruptly.

Fisherman!Tianzhou people, the third soul?(To be continued.) )