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"Atop the Immortal Emperor's Mountain, the word "kill" makes the Emperor's Mountain tremble.
Countless creatures looked up, full of shock.
They seemed to think that someone had offended the Immortal Emperor again.
In the Qing Emperor¡¯s Palace, Taishi Futian¡¯s eyes were profound.
"The great catastrophe is coming, and gods from outside the sky come to the world to slaughter. The great emperor of the divine world in the forbidden land will also rise against the ancient way of heaven."
His master ordered the six great emperors to enter the forbidden area and kill the gods who wanted to rebel against heaven.
"There are still nine years left in the catastrophe!"
Taishi Futian looked at the Immortal Emperor Mu. If this catastrophe is the same as in the previous life, seven years later, when his master and the other six emperors return, it will be the real decisive battle.
The immortals are facing a great calamity and fight fiercely against the divine land.
However, there was still a hint of worry in Taishi Futian's heart.
In the past, she returned from the long river of time, and there was an unknown ray of darkness accompanying her. If this catastrophe is like the second catastrophe in the previous life
Taishi Futian clenched her fist slightly, her eyes were resolute.
"This emperor will never let the same scene happen a second time!"
This battle is not a battle between his master and one person, but a battle between countless creatures in the entire immortal world.
Qin Xuan entered the forbidden area and fought fiercely. Similarly, many great emperors in the immortal land were also fighting fiercely and preparing for the catastrophe, and they could not relax in the slightest.
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In the northern region, the emperor's mausoleum was buried.
Mo Xiang walked in this forbidden area, her eyes were still pure, reflecting the bones in front of her reaching the sky, chaos spreading across the world, thunder, flames, broken walls, ruins, the sleeping auras of the statues, and the existences bound by the way of heaven. .
Mo Xiang walked slowly among them. Although the pace was very slow, one step covered nearly a million miles.
Deep in the Tomb of the Buried Emperor, the creatures of the divine world who were bound deep in the Tomb of the Buried Emperor became more and more eye-catching.
It can be seen that a god who is ten thousand feet tall is imprisoned in this heaven and earth in the locks of heaven.
The red sea of ??blood spreads on the knees of this god. There are even mottled marks on this god's body. On it are some divine blood fairy gold and immortal bronze rust, covering the body of this god.
Mo Xiang looked at this ten thousand-foot-long god, and there was no emotion in his ethereal voice.
Suddenly, a bright moon ice wheel appeared in her hand. This was an imperial weapon, but it was in the third imperial realm.
"Qin Xuan said, I want to kill you!"
Mo Xiang said seriously, the next moment, there was an ice-manged sky lock, and the bright moon penetrated the divine body.
Boom boom boom
Deep inside the Emperor's Tomb, the Emperor's killing spree would make this chaotic Emperor's Tomb even more chaotic and even violent.
Some of the ancient emperors who were banned here, including some of the great emperors of the God Realm, could clearly feel the battle of that battle.
This battle only lasted a hundred breaths.
In front of Mo Xiang, the ten thousand-foot-long god almost turned into a puddle of ice slag, covered in a sea of ??red blood that never sank. Under the illumination of some light, it lit up with beautiful colors, which was wonderful.
A pair of bright moon ice wheels lingered around Mo Xiang, and her body was covered with a layer of imperial armor made of ice.
There are some marks on the Imperial Armor, and there are even traces that almost penetrate the entire Imperial Armor.
The scars on these imperial armors were not caused by the great emperor of the second emperor realm. They were caused by Mo Xiang who had been born again and again, entered the divine land, and was killed by the great emperor of the divine realm. A, the traces left behind.
Mo Xiang held a divine core in his hand and skillfully put it into a small bag on his waist.
There was no mercy at all in those blue eyes.
"When it comes to killing gods, whether it's Qin Hongyi, Ye Tongyu, Douzhan or Xu Ning who are inherited by the Purple Emperor and Demon Emperor, the one who is the best at it, or even the most proficient, is Mo Xiang.
" She has died time and time again, reincarnated again and again. In those blue eyes, she has seen the bodies of countless gods. Hundreds of great emperors of the gods have fallen under her hands.
Mo Xiang stepped forward and appeared in front of another great emperor of the God Realm.
Beside Mo Xiang, the pair of moon wheels moved slowly, looking at the eight-foot-tall, crocodile-like, dragon-winged, human-like emperor of the divine world.
"It's your turn!"
Mo Xiang¡¯s voice is ethereal and pure, but to the so-called god, it is more like the sound of death.
Boom!
There is a moon rising, and the power of the emperor is everywhere.
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The Western Region, the airspace of life and death.
The entire space of life and death is like being shrouded in endless darkness, without any light.
Some broken fragments, broken walls and ruins left over from ancient times, are floating in this darkness.
Occasionally, there is a flash of light, shining on a green copper mountain, emitting a strange light.
There was also a stream of light passing by, accidentally illuminating an existence that looked like a quagmire, inside which was buried a rotten coffin.
In such a place, in the distance, there was a sudden golden light, which seemed to cut through the darkness.
There are also Buddhist scriptures, like the sound of the Sanskrit, spreading from far to near, from outside the space of life and death, to the inside.
There was a monk, nearly eight feet tall, wearing a white cassock with golden Buddhist inscriptions lingering on it.
The monk clasped his hands together, working from the outside in, trying to overcome this darkness and illuminate the world.
The sound of Buddhist sutras is more like being buried in the space of life and death, falling in the space of life and death, and the obsession of every living creature has passed away, making all things rest in peace.
Douzhan closed his eyes and chanted sutras while walking. The golden Buddha's light spread in the space of life and death and never dispersed.
This is not the first time he has entered the airspace of life and death, but this time he entered the airspace of life and death, but it seemed completely different from before.
As time goes by, Douzhan moves from the periphery of the airspace of life and death to the depths of the airspace of life and death.
One of the ancient ancient emperors noticed something, and one emperor seemed to be aware of the horror of Douzhan. The sleeping eyes of some emperors opened slightly, and they saw the purple pattern on Douzhan's forehead.
The hidden gazes of some ancient emperors were shaking, knowing that it was the Purple Emperor of this era who was traveling.
In the hidden gazes and perceptions of many ancient emperors, Douzhan passed by this place, and he was deep in the line.
Until, in the starry sky, eighteen heavenly shackles were tightly entwined around a million-foot-long demon ape. This demon ape was at the pinnacle of the second emperor realm and was a creature of the god realm. Every strand of hair was It is comparable to the Immortal Gold of the Great Emperor and is indestructible.
As if aware of the fight, the great emperor of the gods suddenly opened his eyes, and those terrifying eyes shined brightly like the eternal sun, like the light of the Buddha.
The next moment, Douzhan stopped reciting scriptures and opened his eyes suddenly.
"Amitabha!"
?????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? One eye is like a Buddha, universal in the world, but the other eye is like a demon, the most purple in the world.
"The little monk fights to send the gods into reincarnation under the orders of the Emperor Changsheng!"
In Douzhan¡¯s clasped hands, an eight-foot imperial stick with golden Buddha power lingering on both sides and endless Hongmeng emerged in his palm.
?????????? Douzhan bent slightly, and for a moment, it seemed as if the light of endless darkness penetrated.
The emperor's stick turned into tens of thousands of feet, turning to crush the locks of heaven and destroy the spirit body.
Boom boom boom
In the airspace of life and death, the Great Emperor of the God Realm roared, roared, and then fell silent.
For about one stick of incense, Dou Zhan looked at the core of the spirit in his hand, which was made of silk and pressed like a Buddha bead, hanging on his neck.
Douzhan exhaled a breath of purple air, and then took a deep breath, as if the world with a radius of a million miles had been swallowed into his chest.
"In ancient times, there were gods who caused disaster and destroyed the world!"
"I'm a poor monk, I would like to be a sentient being in the immortal world and not cross over to the gods!"
He is alone, walking in the darkness with a horizontal stick, and his pair of strange-colored pupils are like the great emperor of the God Realm looking at the entire space of life and death
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