In ancient times, there were all sons and saints, who were wise and accessible, and almost surpassed all sentient beings, and once said that the world would know the autumn of the world when a leaf falls, and also said that the way of sincerity can be known in advance. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Shen Lian's Maha Seal also has a similar realm, not only illuminating everything around him, but also illuminating the river of fate inspired by Aroha.

Everything is fate, and everything is fate.

Arohe whispered such a prayer, like a whisper like flying smoke, like the whisper of a swallow among the beams, and like a spring dream.

The sound of the river of fate floated leisurely between the heavens and the earth, whether it was the Yellow Spring Demon Soldiers, or the angels, or those believers, or other creatures, they all slowly knelt down, prostrate at the feet of fate, and a little spiritual light appeared on their bodies, contributing their most precious spiritual brilliance.

Under the power of fate, everything will return to dust.

That was a power that Shen Lian couldn't grasp at this time, and he was even a little jealous.

Shinto is above all beings in the heavens, and on a par with the Great Dao, it shows its most subtle corner at this moment.

Aroha is like the embodiment of fate, the supreme power of the universe of heaven and earth, there are no words to describe his strength at this time, but it will make anyone have the idea that they cannot defeat him.

His will is the will of heaven.

Since ancient times, the will of heaven has been difficult to ask, even more unpredictable, and the most difficult to fight. Otherwise, no one will sigh that the supernatural power is invincible to the number of days.

Belle even had the feeling that Shen Lian was about to be defeated.

If it was him, he would never give A Luohe a chance to calmly perform the fateful magic technique, after all, no matter how powerful this magic is, it needs to be prepared, otherwise it will not be able to exert its power.

For the truly strong, a momentary delay is enough to determine the situation of victory or defeat.

Therefore, this kind of magic technique of Arohe was like a chicken rib in the clash of the world's powerhouses, but Shen Lian was so big that he wanted Arohe to calmly display it.

To this day, Aloha doesn't know how powerful his fateful magic is, because no one can give him the opportunity to use it thoroughly.

Now He knew that in this state He was infinitely close to omnipotence, and that his hands and feet were filled with a fateful and indisobedient will.

Aroha even expects this state to remain forever, then He is the rightful God, the origin of all beings, and the Father of creation.

The Dharma intention of the Maha Seal began to be cleansed, and the great wisdom began to conclude countless subtle Taoist techniques, and the heavens and the earth were shrouded in the Dharma and meaning of the Maha Seal. Shen Lian was in the void, not moving.

However, Belle suddenly felt that there had been an unfathomable change in the time and space around Shen Lian, which was the crystallization of great wisdom. It's like an extremely complex chess game, the next step is full of infinite possibilities, and every step is a trap.

The power of fate began to infect Shen Lian's body, but he could not reach Shen Lian's true position.

That's because of those twists and turns, even fate can't be exhausted for a while.

Arohe couldn't wait, and he suddenly rolled out his palm.

The strange divine sound suddenly resounded through the heavens and the earth, the wild flowers on the grassland bloomed, the bees flew on it to collect pollen, and soon the crystal wild fruits were concluded, and then the autumn wind together, all things withered and yellow, and the cycle of life and death was interpreted under fate, and all kinds of gods were intertwined, interpreting an irresistible force.

That's the Tao, that's the Dharma, that's the heavens.

Arohe couldn't help but admire, this is the real power, and others don't know anything.

He is like the only awake being, baptized by the greatest power, and even manipulated it.

Aroha's palm power came out majestically, and finally turned into a dragon in the void. The word Tao itself is the head of the dragon, and the dragon is also the creature closest to the Tao.

As soon as that dragon-shaped energy appeared, it broke into Shen Lian's body with many Dao techniques, destroying all changes.

The heavens are high above the dragon, and the earth is thick under the dragon.

For the beginning of everything, to bring about the end of everything.

The sky shook, the sun and the moon collapsed.

Shen Lian looked at the dragon that had been killed, feeling the power of the Great Dao in its body, and feeling the power of fate. Gently press your hand forward, indescribably comfortable.

Providence has been difficult to ask since ancient times, but he stands taller than the sky, so why ask.

The dragon's head was lightly pressed by Shen Lian's hand, and the mark of the Maha seal glowed, and it was in the palm of Shen Lian's palm holding the dragon's head.

Great Wisdom had insight into the entire structure of the dragon, grasped the vast divine will in it, and the impact of fate was clear in Shen Lian's heart.

Finally the void shook, and it was a wonderful rhythm, and the creatures on the grassland felt an indescribable lightness. It's like a prisoner who has been shackled all along, and finally released, and it's so easy.

That kind of freedom and beauty, after tasting it once, it will never be forgotten.

Shen Lian said lightly: "This trick is called 'Ten Thousand Kinds of Frost Heaven is Free'." ”

Aroha was shocked, he felt a majestic force coming from the darkness, as if it was determined by heaven, and he couldn't resist it at all.

The protective divine light, the solid divine body, suffered a devastating blow.

Even the spiritual fire that He has tempered and endured for thousands of calamities has begun to extinguish.

From the depths of their natural aura, they all began to tremble.

Shen Lian's move "Ten Thousand Kinds of Frost is Free" is really indescribable, wonderful and wonderful, mysterious and mysterious.

At this time, Shen Lian was in the void, his eyes were ethereal, his people were like flying flowers, and his posture was indescribably perfect. It's like a son walking by the river, feeling that the deceased is like this, and it seems that the Taishang is holding a green ox, and the purple air comes from the east for 30,000 miles, and it is as if the Buddha is walking forward in the mud, and the mud spots under his feet are scattered like lotus flowers, but the Buddha is not stained with dust.

The deep force finally knocked Arohe into the air, causing it to fly to an infinite distance, and life and death were unknown.

Shen Lian put his hands behind his back and kept trembling.

But he was full of joy, and the joy in his eyes seemed to announce something.

The fairy world appeared, and countless flowers of wonderful truths fell into the sky.

The earth cracked, and a sweet spring gushed out.

It was the celebration of Emperor Xuan, and the praise of Jizo.

Even if they are adversaries, the victory over fate is worth celebrating.

Fate is the common enemy of all things, and it is also the root of the dependence of all things.

The smallpox disappeared and the springs dried up.

What followed was a rain of blood, which was the heavens crying, a sad song for fate.

For countless years, someone has finally begun to challenge fate and make small achievements, and this is only the beginning, and it will probably not end.

The rain of blood fell on the grassland, and the creatures began to wail.

From today on, they are all beings who have been rejected by the Heavenly Dao, wandering outside of sentient beings and not entering reincarnation.

This is both a good thing and a bad thing.

All the merits and demerits were not something that Shen Lian could predict.

The filthy power between heaven and earth also began to slowly converge into the Demon Domain, combining with those yin qi to form a land where the rest of the Divine Immortals and Buddhas refused to descend easily.

In the past, the sea of blood was the most polluted place in the universe of heaven and earth, but compared to here, it still didn't seem dirty enough.

And the creatures who have been unshackled by fate are even more at a loss. They are both comfortable and naturally sad, because they feel the disgust of heaven and earth.