The Gate Of Good Fortune

“When!” sounded like a bell ringing from nine days away, stagnating a chaotic war for a moment, as if the morning bell was bombing the deepest part of everyone's heart, forcing people to stop.

At this moment, everyone sees the transformation of the gates of creation. The Gate of Creation has stopped and continues to close, with only one person passing through the void. In the depths of the void, the golden light of the corridor spreads from it, a boulevard of heaven and earth that transcends the perception of all. There is a golden thread on the edge of the golden glow. Just crossing the gold wire means entering the gates of creation step by step.

It's just momentary time. Everyone reacts. No one wants to continue killing here, even if they risk being slaughtered. You can't be the first, you can be the second, even the 200. Anyone who can get in is better than those who can't get in.

“Yammer, there is one last chance at the Gate of Creation. What's the use of trying so hard to find me? If you can enter the gates of creation, anything can happen. What is a rebirth?” The Buddha of the Buddha of the Buddha of the Buddha of the Buddha of the Buddha of the Buddha of the Buddha has long since vanished. There are only a few rosary balls hanging in your hand, and only a few of the remaining rosary balls have cracks.

As for the Buddhist scent around him, the moment is all the more confusing. And Yammer, who stopped him, became more and more calm.

To date, the Buddha of the Buddha of the Buddha has never experienced any adversary, but there has never been a battle as difficult as today. He was sure that Yammer's strength had far exceeded that of the five holy lords of the year, and if he could no longer escape Yammer, he would lose the opportunity to compete to create a gateway.

Ye Mo was calm and waveless. He did not know whether what the Buddha Buddha said was true or false. Whether true or false, after dealing with the Buddha, he still had the opportunity to enter the gates of creation. Without killing the Buddha, he was angry.

The purple knife opened the void and again covered the Buddha, who had long fallen in the downwind.

“Boom! Pfft!" Two horrible rhymes burst apart, like two planets bursting continuously. Violent rules blow up, followed by a line of blood, stirred up in these rules of explosion. The Buddha's original Buddhist fragrance is even more sporadic.

Yammer has no joy, but rather sinks like water. He fought the Buddha so far that he knew the strength of this Western Holy Buddha. The Buddha of Buddhism does not know how many pearls there are, each of which is a world. The strong who generally enter the third step gather their worlds, and the world of the Buddha is like infinity. Even in an infinite number of worlds, they are shattered by Yimer.

The Buddha exploited the last few Buddha bead worlds to burst out of his moral bondage and rush towards the gates of creation. The Bodhisattva paid a great price for this, and it can be seen how strong the heart of the Bodhisattva Buddha seizes the gates of creation.

Yehmer swept the purple knife around him and disappeared with the vanishing Buddha. Not only did he want to slay the Buddha, but he would not allow anyone to grab in front of him, even if he was fighting for the gates of creation. Whether Buddha's words are true or false, he will try them.

As soon as the Buddha arrived at the Gate of Creation, he felt the obstruction of the vast avenue of creation. This obstacle is right in front of the gold wire, which is not far from him. It's like every time he tries to get into a higher level, the realm is stopped.

Without waiting for the Buddha of the Buddha to blow up this obstacle of creation, a punch has been fired in the face, “Buddha, you are a Western monk, also come to my five lines of universe to compete for creation, look at the punch...”

“Five lines of holy lord?” Qu Buddha hated the sound of the five lines of the Holy Lord who had previously seen him cross the border and fight to the death of the Lord of the Underworld. At this moment the five lines of the Holy Lord stood in front of him.

If it were normal, the Buddha would never be afraid of the five lines of the Holy Lord to cross the border. But now that his world of buddha beads has almost been cut clean by Yip, combined with his own trauma, he is really reluctant to fight strangers at this moment.

Buddha also sighed in his heart, and after feeling the flowerless avenue, he thought he was already the strongest of the vast. When he was truly competing for the gates of creation, he knew that he was the strongest and the worst yet.

He doesn't want to fight strangers, he has to fight. Because if you want to fight hard, this moment is not up to him.

Buddha's giant wand, Buddhist rhyme, had just been bombarded with a stranger, and suddenly the route had changed to the rear of the stranger. Not even a stranger's fist could crush his body.

The stranger did not smash the body of the Buddha, he and the Buddha chose an action and attacked in the same direction.

In an attempt to break the impediment to the creation of the Pluto Heavenly Monument massacre was stopped. Before the three men opened fire, they attacked Yammer, who had just arrived unanimously.

A moment later, chaos, power, cause and effect... dozens of powerful men arrived, and more chaotic wars broke out.

At this moment, no one knows who their opponent is, but everyone knows who dares to step into the Golden Line of the Gate of Creation and who is the common enemy of all.

Everyone here wants to break through the gold wire and enter the gates of creation. Likewise, everyone here is afraid to cross that gold wire first. Even stronger than a five-line saint.

All kinds of magic attacks, all kinds of Fa Bao Dao light in this small place is densely wrapped around, more people choose to defend themselves. It's just that now that you're in this circle, and you're defending yourself, everyone around you is an enemy. No one would give up killing a strong competitor if they could.

Even Ye Mo would not dare to cross the space at this time to slaughter the Buddha. Any move in this place will cause siege.

Even if it is not a fight, so many powerful men full of killing machines are crowded together, the cracking of Dao Rhyme is inevitable.

Here, after years of practice, you can't be as quiet as water. You can back off, but if you step back, you'll lose your chance.

As long as you're in this circle, you have the opportunity to cross that gold line and break into the gates of creation. No one backs down, not only that, but more and more people are squeezing into the circle.

“Husband, you don't have to worry about us...” Look at the growing number of people in the circle in front of the cultivation gate. The cultivation rhyme of the distant cultivation gate is becoming clearer and more pounding. Princess Jiluo said a few words to Ningcheng in a hurry.

Without her hurry, Ningcheng is the best place to break into the gates of creation. Once the gates of creation have been robbed, what good is Ningcheng to save them now?

Ningcheng obviously understands this better. He sent Yan Zheng into his world, and the Kaizen Gun rolled up hundreds of millions of guns and burst into the infinite palace master.

If this woman doesn't kill, it's hard for him to calm down.

Had it not been for the Gate of Creation to be clearly visible, it would have been the best time to compete, and the Lord of the Unlimited Palace would have killed Xing Xi. Because the Gate of Creation was clearly visible, everyone was competing, and the infinite number of palace owners gave up the opportunity to kill Xing Xi and rushed to the Gate of Creation.

She had just taken a step and had been stopped by endless gunshots, which were like tearing her apart into pieces with endless sadness and killing.

“Kid, don't think you can fight this palace when you realize the Seven Bridges...” The infinite number of palace owners didn't expect Ningcheng to stop her and kicked her out in anger.

The Chaos universe has gone through countless loads. Like the infinite number of palace owners, the hundreds of millions of shots directly kicked at Ningcheng will never exceed one hand. The infinite number of palace owners is definitely one of them.

“Boom!” The dull sound of tearing void exploded, and the rules collapsed once again. Ningcheng's hundreds of millions of shots were actually kicked and scattered by the foot of the immeasurable palace master, and the killing intentions in the shots were sieved again and slowed down.

The whole of Ningcheng immediately paused. He was horrified by the power of his countless palace lords. Xing Xi was the most powerful woman he had ever met. Xing Xi was a little worse than the infinite number of palace lords.

Ningcheng was not afraid, he was just shooting endlessly to stop the infinite palace master. The innumerable palace master kicked his gun away, and his purpose had been achieved.

“I'm going to rip you...” A screaming eardrum of Ningcheng trembled almost across the universe, and then he saw an infinite number of palace priests making a fiery red round mirror.

Ningcheng was calm and waveless, and he knew very well why the Mistress was so angry. The foot of the infinite palace master did kick his hundreds of millions of gunshots away, but his scattered gunshots tore the outfit of the infinite palace master. The innumerable palace master's half dress is clean and clean with guns hanging from Ningcheng, snow and white from ankle to leg heel.

This humiliation made it difficult for Ningcheng not to kill her, despite the fact that the dress was restored once again between the countless palace initiatives.

Any woman in the world is the same, strong or weak, stripped naked and screaming.

(That's all for today's update, good night, friends!