Ask for collections, ask for red tickets~

The fragments of the imperial soldiers are not something that ordinary people can compete with, each piece of the imperial soldier has its own spirituality, if it does not match it, no one can control it except the emperor, but the fragments of the imperial soldier can be controlled by anyone, of course, your strength must be quite strong.

Something happened to the Purple Gold Buddha Bridge, the treasure of the King of Jizo, and no one in the West Pole would not be shaken, and such a picture swept all the forces of the Heavenly Desolation.

The countless monks who originally suppressed the Senluo Underground Palace in the West Pole have gone crazy, they have the most devout beliefs, they don't believe in Amitabha, they don't believe in Shakyamuni, they don't respect any ancient Buddha in the world, because they only respect the Bodhisattva of the Jizo King.

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West Pole.

"The Purple Buddha Bridge was born, and we have to get it. An old monk with long eyebrows, who was kneeling cross-legged on the last floor of the Senluo Underground Palace, said in a deep voice.

"No matter what the price is, we have to get it, it is the supreme artifact that the King of Jizo has conceived for a lifetime, although it is not enough to defeat the Amitabha Buddha's Demon Pestle and Shakyamuni's Demon Robe, but with the Purple Gold Buddha Bridge, we can truly develop the disciples who belong to the King of Jizo, this matter is very important!" said the same old monk.

"Let Zhen Lingzi go to Zhongzhou, the heavenly wilderness is about to change greatly, once this lock is unlocked, countless powerhouses in the universe will come here, and we can also follow the starry sky and heaven road to the universe." The old monk seemed to have not spoken for thousands of years, and his words were unfamiliar.

"It's okay, let him go, no one from our Western Pole King Zao line has gone to the battle of the king of Zhongzhou every time, and we should let the world see our strength, so that they can know our strength!"

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The figure sitting on the throne of Mount Meru looked at the sky and fell silent, Amitabha Buddha made forty-eight great wishes before becoming the Buddha Emperor, and now this Buddha land has become a supreme Buddha country, but standing on the highest in the entire West Pole, he felt a trace of coldness.

"Maybe you were like that back then, that's why you left here, but you can go, but I can't. ”

"Because I'm a Buddhist Buddha. ”

On this day, the West Pole sky descended auspiciously, the Buddha's light filled the sky, the endless power of faith gathered from all over the West Pole to the Demon Treasure Hall on the top of Mount Meru, the supreme Buddha light almost filled the heavens and all the earth, the Demon Pestle burst out of a sky-high divine power, and the breath of the ancient emperor permeated the entire West Pole land.

On this day, the demon pestle chose the great day.

On this day, if you come to step into the holy realm, you will be invincible in the world, and the Buddha will shine in the world.

On this day, a sound of Amitabha Buddha on Mount Meru ran through all directions and resounded throughout the world

On this day, the sound of the ancient temple and Buddha in the world was silent.

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Among the hundred schools of the Holy Land, countless powerhouses of the saint realm are staring at the sky, only the saints can walk in the universe, but if they are locked today, their road to the universe is closed, but fortunately, the big lock has been gradually opened, they have the opportunity to go to the sky, no one will give up that opportunity, the things in the picture are too moving.

"It looks like you're still going to walk on the starry sky after all!"

"The path of trials for the younger generation is also the path of our lives, I really want to see how strong the other life ancient stars are!"

"It's still early, there are still so many years to calculate the time!"

"We've lived for thousands of years, can't we afford to wait?"

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All the restless hearts were mobilized by the old man's picture.

In the northern realm, in the Wufu Palace, the old man who originally faced the Moon Emperor alone has now become younger, and his long gray hair has now become extremely dark, no longer an old state, but a middle-aged posture at its peak.

"Senior brother, what's wrong with you?" the junior brother in the Taoist temple also looked at his senior brother in surprise and asked suspiciously.

"Time turned back, I survived after all!"

"Haha, Senior Brother, you can succeed in this kind of anti-heaven technique, I really didn't expect you to live for thousands of years!" a man stood behind the two and chuckled, he was the man who escaped from the Yellow Sand Hell.

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Almost everything in the ruins was razed to the ground, except for two things that remained, the three Yin Spirit Coffins and Ice Obsidian.

The old man slowly came to the front of the three Yin Spirit Coffins, his big hand shook hard, the emperor was pervasive, the horror was boundless, the three Yin Spirit Coffins disappeared in the eyes of the world, such a spirit coffin that can contain the supreme powerhouse is definitely a very precious treasure, but it was destroyed by the old man like this, those powers of the Heavenly Realm said that it was all fake, but they didn't dare to make any moves. After all, the old man's strength is too terrifying.

"I haven't wanted to destroy you all these years, but I'm dying, and keeping you is also a scourge to the world, so you and I should all disappear into the years of history!" the old man looked at the Yin Spirit Coffin that he had destroyed, and whispered to himself.

Finally, the old man came to the ice obsidian, sat down cross-legged with difficulty, slowly closed his eyes, and the vitality on his body that had been extinguished was slowly disappearing.

Everyone knew that this was an old man who was running out of life.

The ice species obsidian divided into fifteen pieces the size of a fist, and fell into the hands of fifteen people, including Qinglin, Xiaoxiao, Fusang Gongzi, the three sons of the Divine Kite Clan, the Bodhi Mountain Maiden, and the Holy Maiden of the Phoenix Immortal Pond.

It was cold to the hand, but Qing Lin could feel the acceleration of the flow of aura around him, and he could also feel that an inexplicable force was slowly pouring into his body, washing away some injuries in his body, although it couldn't be cured all at once, but it was being repaired little by little.

This is worthy of a treasure, Qinglin will inevitably have fiery eyes, and at this time, the second son of the god kite behind him said softly: "This thing is for you!"

Looking at the ice obsidian he handed out, Qinglin's eyes changed slightly, he could see the reluctance in the eyes of the second son of the god kite, but even so, he chose to hand it over, and it was without any restraints.

Qinglin shook his head and said: "This is your thing, that is yours, and since you have chosen me, then I have never been in the habit of taking my own people's things, if you really want it, then the ice obsidian in their hands is my choice." ”

Looking around, the Holy Son who had the Ice Seed Obsidian in his hand all looked at the others with fiery eyes, just getting his hands to be able to have such a miraculous effect, they couldn't help but think about what was in the hands of others.

However, those powers of the Heavenly Realm stood behind their Holy Sons in the Holy Land one by one, which was the advantage of having a background. Qinglin and Sun Jian were left alone, standing particularly conspicuously in the field. Many people's eyes are on these two people.

"Dead liar, it's time to escape, I don't want to stay here at this time!" Qinglin said to Sun Jian.

"I know, it's okay, but the old man hasn't really turned into a Dao yet, obviously not dead yet, and they don't dare to do it now. Sun Jian said with great certainty.

The old man who had been sitting cross-legged on the ice obsidian slowly disappeared in front of everyone's eyes, but a page of ancient scrolls slowly fell into the sky.

In an instant, the place was full of turmoil.