The Path Toward Heaven

The one-armed man did not turn around, still looking at the sea quietly.

Several papal knights thought of the recent rumors and the banned sea orders that were not rumors, and secretly looked towards the sea, with a frightened expression on their faces.

Where has the sea at sea gone?

The one-armed man seemed to be able to hear the voice of these Holy Knights and said, "The sea has gone below."

The knights of the Holy See could not understand this sentence, and a leader said again: "His Majesty the Pope invited Master Juggernaut to return to the Holy See quickly."

The voice of the one-armed man said faintly: "What kind of punishment would that god stick say? But just want to occupy more territory, why make it so complicated."

The knight leader was stunned, and immediately became very angry. He stood up and shouted, "Even if you are a saint, how can you be so rude to His Majesty the Pope!"

The one-armed man asked, "Do you know my name?"

The Holy See knights turned a blind eye. They only knew that Lord Juggernaut suddenly appeared in the Holy City more than a hundred years ago. Where did he know his origin.

"My name is Xilai."

The sun shone on the face of the one-armed man without any expression, and the facial features were like carved stone statues.

"I used to think that this would be the time when Qingshan was destroyed. They looked at me and shouted. Who thought that I would go back from the south in the end."

He was the Xihai Sword God who was once on the Chaotian Continent, and now he is the Lord of Sword Saints on this continent. The name change is a story of more than 100 years.

Today he is going back to Chaotian Continent, and his natural name will be changed back again.

"Adult, what are you going to do?"

The knight leader felt strong uneasiness and said, "The Holy See has supported you for more than a hundred years. Now the war is about to start. Are you going to escape?"

Xihai Jianshen ignored it and walked towards the sea.

The knight leader looked at a priest in the entourage and compared a hand style.

Click!

Several lightning bolts fell from the blue sky like a sword light, accurately slashing the priest and the knight leader.

The blood spattered like sand on the beach, but there was no trace of the two men. Whether it was the sword of courage blessed by the knight leader or the Holy Artifact secretly carried by the priest ... all became green smoke.

The knights of the Holy See paled and knelt down on the ground, beckoning to the man who walked on the sea, and dared to do anything.

Xilai flew to the sea, looking at the deep and dark undersea passage, and said to himself: "I don't know if it's too late."

As the voice fell, several sword lights floated out of his coat, moving fast like lightning.

He disappeared from the sea.

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The sea is full of water.

Although countless seawater has fallen from the maelstrom to the underworld, the sea surface in the East China Sea has not fallen, and it is still so calm.

Many strong men in Guocheng Temple and Shuiyue Temple couldn't bear the double counterattack of forbidden destruction and peerless magic. They vomited blood and fell to the ground, and died.

Countless dark atmospheres emanated from the body of Xuanyin's ancestor, frozen the wild grass covered with frost into pieces, and then burned into nothingness.

The weeds were gone, Tong Yan no longer had a hiding place, he kept coughing, shaking with the cliff behind him, and the gravel kept falling in the sound.

The moment before, he directly killed the first lecture hall of Guocheng Temple through his peerless magic skills of Xuanyin's ancestor. He was also seriously injured.

"What is the point of your desperation?"

Ancestor Xuanyin looked at him and said with a big smile, his right hand flicked lightly, and a magic breath escaped into the courtyard.

The earth shook unsteadily, the stone carvings between the cliffs faded again, the sea water rolled continuously, and ugly white foam appeared.

Thirty-three days of devastation destroyed the Tongtianjing, and a green smoke rose from under the cliff. The thicker the speed, the greater the number.

The green smoke occupied the mountains around the patio at a rapid rate, and then went in all directions.

The frightened hare in the wild grass and the forest, and the vole desperately burrowing down in the ground, touched the green smoke and fell down, twitching painfully and dying.

Countless fish also died under the blue smoke, and came to the sea with the undercurrent, forming a silver shattered light, looking at some beautiful, but it was so terrible.

People who were still alive in Guocheng Temple and Shuiyuean looked at the green smoke with a desperate expression on their faces.

The green smoke has blown their bodies with the wind, and they have not suffered any harm. However, if these green smoke go official, go to the countryside ... what about those mortals?

This is real annihilation!

An old monk at Guocheng Temple stood up tremblingly, trying to temporarily stop these moments of smoke at the expense of life.

"I said, what's the point?"

Ancestor Xuanyin looked at the old monk with a blank expression and said, "Tong Tianjing has been opened, and Qingyan has entered the world. Could anyone stop it?"

When his words fell, the sky responded.

It was a loud thunder.

The sky broke a hole.

There is a big Buddha in the virtual world.

impartial.

The big Buddha just landed on the Tongtian Patio.

The green smoke from the underworld to the world was blocked by him.

The Buddha looked at the green smoke in the mountains and the dead people and creatures, and showed a pity on his face, and took a deep breath.

The wind screamed, rolling the green smoke to him, and then he was sucked into his belly.

The belly of the Buddha became more bulging.

(Remember Suzaku?)

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The big Buddha blocked the passage well tightly, but there was always a gap between the cliff and the faint blue smoke came out, and the mottled face was half hidden in the smoke. sense.

Ancestor Xuanyin looked at the big Buddha and asked: "Which temple are you the Buddha in? I have been in Guocheng Temple for many years and have never seen you."

The Buddha said: "I come from Baicheng Temple."

Ancestral Xuanyin slowly put his hands on his back, squatting on his back, sighed like an old farmer, and said: "Dao Sheng Cao Yuan is this ghost look?"

Cao Yuan wondered: "How is it like?"

Ancestor Xuanyin said with complex emotions: "How can you be so fat?"

Daosheng is the most respected strongman in Chaotian Continent.

Whether it is an ordinary person or a strong practitioner, he has many imaginations.

If people knew that he was such a chubby Buddha, he would be really disappointed.

Cao Yuan was also very helpless, saying: "The court quota, the Feng Daoism enshrined, have been eaten into my stomach, not to mention the incense in the temple ... how can I not gain weight?"

Patriarch Xuanyin said sadly: "You are Caoyuan Caosheng! Why can't you control your mouth? Will you die if you eat less?"

Cao Yuan sighed: "If you don't eat more, don't get fatter, and have a larger body, there is no way to fight her ... You don't know, how great is the strength of that queen.

The ancestor Xuanyin heard the expression slightly, and said, "It turns out so, admire it."