Emperor’s Domination

As we continue to deepen, the Buddha's light becomes more intense, and when we reach a certain depth, the Buddha's light here is already over the earth, as if it were plated with a layer of Buddha's light.

Buddhist light on the earth, this is like a bottle of Buddhist light suddenly burst, the Buddhist light emitted like pulp, thick on the ground a layer of Buddhist light, like gold pulp, looks amazing.

Moreover, the deeper the Buddha's summons, the more powerful it becomes, as if it were a supreme Holy Buddha standing before you, caressing the Path, passing on your supreme Buddha's Law, giving you an impulse to convert to my Buddha.

The further inside, the less corpses can be seen, and the deeper they are, the stronger they are.

As we continue to go deeper and begin to see the bodies of some monks, these monks are sitting here, the divine state is very pious, people can see at first glance that it is the high monks sitting here, the clothes are ancient, people can see at first glance that it has been through countless years, even after millions of years, infinite time has flowed on them, but they still have not been able to destroy their flesh.

From the clothes on these high priests, they do not belong to this era, they are afraid that they were already sitting here before the Eight Wastes, they pinched their fingerprints, it seems that at the last moment of their lives, they were all singing without the Buddha, as if they had reached the heavens with the most powerful Buddha.

From the signs, these saturated high priests, unlike other saturated people outside, come in from outside, bound by the mighty power of Buddha, and finally saturated here.

And these saturated high priests, only afraid that they were born in Shi Yusu, that they were born here as righteous high priests, who, at the last moment of their lives, contributed their most powerful Buddhist and supreme faith to this earth.

“Buried in the Plateau of Buddha -” Looking at these saturated monks, Li Qi sighed softly at night and said: “There was another 12 burial places back then. ”

Exactly, the waste soil here in front of us, the waste soil of the Eight Wild World population, is the Buddha Plateau buried in the Ninth Era.

In that time, in the era of the Nine Kingdoms, the Buddha Plateau was one of the twelve burial places, but it was also an endless piece of Buddha soil and a pure soil in the minds of many.

However, at the time of the catastrophe, no one knew exactly what had happened. Something unknown had happened to the Buddha Plateau. The Buddha Plateau had collapsed, and no one knew how many monks had been seated. Eventually, the entire Buddha Plateau had disappeared and become obsolete.

You know, the Buddha Plateau, in the Ninth World Era, it stood for millions of years, gathered millions of millions of living faiths, condensed hundreds of millions of centuries of Buddhism, not to exaggerate that every inch of earth is full of Buddhism, even every single tree is full of Buddhism.

So, even if the Buddha Plateau has mutated, the entire Buddha Plateau has collapsed, even if the massive amount of Buddha power disappears with it, the Buddhism of this land is still long, millions of years have passed, the land is still spreading Buddhism.

And precisely because of this, millions of years later, the Buddhist nature of this scrap accumulates a powerful Buddha, and when any monk strong enters the scrap, he becomes infected with Buddhism, and is summoned by Buddhism. The longer he stays here, the more affected he will be.

Finally, these powerful monks, who eventually became mighty Buddhist prey, were bound here, saturated here, converted to the land, and eventually became part of the Buddhist nature of the land, adding bricks and tiles to the Buddhist nature of the land.

Of course, under such a Buddhist summons of infection, Li Qi Night has not been affected in the slightest, and still moves forward with pride.

Li Qinight's heart was so strong. When the Buddha Plateau was still buried, when the emperor's release was still there, he could not shake his heart. Not to mention the Buddhist nature of the region's waste soil, which of course could not shake him at all.

As we continue deep into this piece of waste soil, slowly, there are cracks in the earth. The vast earth seems to be torn apart by something. A thick, massive crack interleaves and crosses, and a mouthful looks striking.

When you look up again, you will find that not only is the earth torn apart, even the dome of heaven tore apart, and over the sky, there are holes, black holes, like mouths after mouth, as if they were going to devour something.

At the deepest point of the heavenly dome, a star is dragged down, a big star is maimed, a huge star is split in half, there are hard stars that have been drilled through a huge hole, and there are frost giants that have been crushed into pieces of ice...

Above the sky, even the sun tilts, and somewhere on the earth, the tilted sun is the sun that burns down, burning the earth as if it were the end of the world.

Above the sky, there is still an ancient temple that floats, an ancient temple that is crumbling, some of which has only one corner left, but it is still suspended above the sky.

Despite the collapse of these temples, they still shed Buddhist light, and some temples still have ancient plates of monks sitting there, although they have all been seated and their bodies have dried up.

The stars crumbled, the temples collapsed, and the earth broke apart. The heavens and the earth in front of us were torn apart, as if they had experienced the end of the world.

Watching a scene like this in front of me made it seem like it was back in the day, when the earth collapsed, what a horrible scene it was, not knowing how many birds fled the beast, not knowing how many creatures were crying.

If the strong monks of the Nine Kingdoms saw the scene in front of them, they would not believe it was true.

In the Ninth Century, the Buddha Plateau was buried. What kind of existence was that? One of the twelve burial sites, it is simply the most powerful in the world, one that even the Immortal Emperor cannot shake. Such an area, even hundreds of millions of years later, will stand.

However, how can one believe that the most powerful realm ever was finally fragmented, the entire Buddha Plateau collapsed, the glory of that year ceased to exist, the great Buddha, the ancient Buddhist path disappeared without a trace.

There's only one scene like this that nobody can explain, and nobody can figure out what's going on.

“Emperor Release, Emperor Release, what's going on?” Li Qi Night watched a scene like this in front of him and couldn't help but mumble.

Between worlds, few people can more clearly bury the Buddha Plateau, which can be said to have stood for countless years, not only condensed infinite Buddhism, gathered hundreds of millions of faiths, but also emperor explain such existence sitting in the town, not to mention, under the Buddha Plateau, is the jug, which is one of the nine great treasures.

Li Qi Night continued to march forward, the earth was torn apart, the sky crumbled, and his eyes were everywhere. The crumbling earth, the torn dome of heaven, could not help but be shocked by it. It was like extinction, making anyone look creepy.

How can such a terrible change happen when powerful as the Buddha Plateau is buried, only that no one can explain it clearly, only that no one can give the answer.

Li Qi walked slowly at night, watching the heavens and the earth. He didn't say much.

In the Ninth Era, Li Qi Night did not agree with the deeds of Emperor Release in his mind. In his view, this road is only impossible to follow, but what Emperor Release did is not compensated for an attempt. After all, since Vancouver, all kinds of attempts have been made by the unstoppable giants, who dare to say the final result?

But in the end, the Buddha Plateau has undergone such a terrible transformation, which is truly shocking, and it is truly terrible.

Between these moments, millions of thoughts flashed through Li Qi's mind, but Li Qi did not make a decision.

Ultimately, Li Qi Night finally stood in the deepest depths of this wasteland, which was also the core of the Buddha Plateau, where all the Buddha's powers and beliefs were buried, and where Buddha's Way was sealess.

But at this moment, this place has been broken apart, the Buddha's light is leaking, plated on the ground like gold pulp, in shallow depths, Buddha's light even accumulates like gold pulp, if it is in this pulp to produce gold lotus, it is called Buddha's Holy Land.

As far as the eyes are concerned, a fragment, not only of the earth, but also of the sky.

There was a giant pit in front of us, the whole pit was torn apart, stretched out in all directions, and there were countless cracks in the sky. In the great cracks of this strip, both in the sky and on the earth, the Buddha's light, like gold pulp, erupted.

Li Qinight watched closely, as if something terrible had happened here, or it was an ancient war, or perhaps a terrible battle of robbery. Everything that existed here was pulled out of the ground, pulled up by terrible forces, and tore the sky apart.

But the whole process must have been very intense, and it was absolutely the power to destroy the heavens and the earth, and under such power, any strong person, fearing nothing more than an ant.

Li Qi Night stretched his hand against the earth and felt this fragmented heaven and earth, searching for everything in it.

“Ten Thousand Kettles -” Li Qi Night couldn't help but wrinkle his eyebrows. Ten Thousand Kettles were not here and it disappeared.

Not only did the Buddha Plateau collapse in that year, but the canteen hidden beneath the Buddha Plateau in that year disappeared.

Magic pot, one of the nine great celestial treasures, buried in the Plateau of Buddha owns Magic pot, which means invincible, but now it disappears.

Today more than ever