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"Desperate, where should I go?"
The majestic voice of the Heavenly Emperor seemed to directly resound in the heart of Taoist Seven Killers, shaking his calm ocean of thoughts, trembling the natural aura that resides in the infinite heights, and making him feel terrified, lingering in despair, devoid of fighting spirit, and besieged on all sides. In this way, he wanted to put down the sword in his hand, lower his head, and succumb to the opponent in exchange for protection.
With this thought, Minghai Sword trembled suddenly, and the black blade with no flowers or patterns swayed out circles of killing intent, cutting off the hesitation, fear and despair in the hearts of Taoist Seven Killers, and shattering the surrounding time that was solidified like amber.
The eyes of the Taoist Seven Killers flickered sharply, containing the purest and most original meaning of killing. The body of the Tao turned into light, kneaded into the evil sword of the underworld, and raised a dark sword light that killed everything and killed the world, piercing the light and shadow , split the long river, brought time and space pause, and slashed at the Emperor of Heaven head-on, wanting to cut the symbol of this era under the sword, and kill the foundation of all things' existence.
The Emperor of Heaven was in a haze, as if separated by thousands of mountains and rivers, he stretched out his hand calmly, and the little lights of the sword converged, condensing into a little wave of light, which was just in front of the dark horse, and the two were simultaneously frozen at the junction of the boundless chaos and the long river of time The gap seems to have evolved into a scroll of vivid pictures.
Suddenly, waves of light erupted, piercing through the dark sword light, extending to the long-gone past, connecting the illusory time and the long river of fate, and figures emerged in it, all of which were the past Seven Killers.
In the past when he was cut off by the sword of Minghai, he was "forced out" by the emperor again at this moment, and the imaginary brand turned into a real existence!
The past reappeared, and the Taoist Seven Kills was sleeping outside the heaven and earth, waiting for the coming of the end of the kalpa and the orders of the Demon Buddha, and the Seven Kills Monument stood in front of him.
Silently, the Seven Kills Monument glowed with a clear light on its own, as if it had awakened some imprint, and suddenly flew towards the Seven Kills Taoist, enveloping him inside.
The Emperor of Heaven has gone back in time and left an indelible imprint on the stele of the Emperor of Heaven that originally belonged to him. It lasted until it became the Monument of Seven Kills, and continued to the "now" when it suddenly attacked!
The dark light flickered, and the Minghai Sword shot out from between the eyebrows of Taoist Seven Kills against time, and struck the stone tablet with a bang, causing it to lose its clear light, lose its vitality, and begin to rot.
At this time, Taoist Qisha had achieved success in cultivation and was about to set off a heinous massacre in the real world. In the past, he looked dazed, fear was evident, and he saw himself standing in a palm that seemed to cover the sky, small and insignificant. It was as dusty as dust, and this palm was dark and strange, with red and black luster floating, and the reversed swastikas looming one after another.
Looking along the palm, it is a dirty and deep arm, and this arm is just an ordinary one among twenty or thirty arms, neither holding a human skin wooden fish, nor holding a white bone rosary.
The owner of these arms is a terrifying demon that fills the heavens, resembling the King of Fear, or a fallen Buddha. Dozens of eyes are densely packed looking at Taoist Qisha, with a cruel smile, who turned Taoist Qisha into his own puppet Mofo!
"You can escape for a while, but you can't escape for a lifetime, and you won't surrender again!"
The voice of the Demon Buddha buzzed, shaking the heavens, and used the methods of the demons such as intimidation, bewitchment, and temptation to the extreme.
Taoist Qisha trembled all over his body, the fear that even the Minghai sword could not kill permeated his whole body, he just wanted to catch him without a fight, serve him respectfully, humiliate him to survive, and wait for the future.
His brows were split open, and the Underworld Sword shot out again, and a faint glow went straight to the Demon Buddha, disrupting the voice of the God-confusing.
However, in this way, the history of confrontation with the Emperor of Heaven is suddenly in jeopardy, and the Buddha's light shines down on these two periods of history, and the voice of "put down the butcher knife and become a Buddha immediately" echoes in the ears of Taoist Qisha.
Amitabha did not give up, and made another move!
Even if it is an ancient person, the Minghai Sword can at most resist a few breaths. Now facing the three, there is no reason for him to be spared. Therefore, the feeling of despair and coldness occupied the heart of Taoist Qisha, even because he could not Going back to the past, it is difficult to grasp the specific details only relying on the image of the fight from Minghai Sword. I deeply feel that the fate is completely in the other's mind, and I can only hope that the three ancients are jealous of each other and restrain each other.
At this time, in a period of history, the Montenegrin old demon was outside the world.
The Taoist Qisha, whose brows and eyes were full of tiredness, looked at the little scene master in front of him, and heard him blurt out in shock: "You are the real Montenegro old demon!"
He smiled slightly:
"The dharma body sleeps, sloughs off the distraction, undergoes reincarnation, and waits for the catastrophe. It is a good way to extend life, but he wants to see the past life and cut it off. It is really beyond his control."
"All his plots, all his plans, are in my eyes, and there is no secret at all. Such an ending is predestined, do you think so?"
As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly noticed that the tiny grandmaster on the opposite side showed a leisurely smile, raised his hand and pointed out, and his voice was ethereal:
"He is destined, and the ending is hard to change, what about you? Are you willing to be destined for your own ending?"
Thishe is not a weak grandmaster, but a big shot on the other side! Many pictures flashed in Taoist Qisha's mind, causing him to freeze his eyes.
Combined with the bits and pieces passed by Ming Haijian, he saw the "current" desperate situation of himself, saw the giant palm of Buddha's light, the clear stone tablet and the red and black reversed swastika.
Doomed, doomed?
Are you really willing?
The insignificant location master in front of him was not controlled by others at the beginning, and he couldn't help himself, but he finally broke free from the control, jumped out of the sea of ??suffering, and achieved the real realm of the other side!
As long as there is a glimmer of life, a little hope, I will never give up!
While thinking about it, he saw a round of bright and perfect precious light rising from the back of Meng Qi's head, who was obviously only in the realm of a master, illuminating his own soul, and said ethereally and grandly:
"I have borrowed the Seven Killing Monument several times to help, and now Pindao is here to repay the favor."
"If a fellow Taoist enters Yuxu Palace, he should be a guest, not a servant of the poor daoist, nor a puppet. If there is a chance to go to the other side in the future, the poor daoist is willing to help."
"It's just that Taoist friends are too murderous, and you have to read morality from time to time to refine your mind."
Daoist Qisha was stunned. He didn't expect Yuanshi Tianzun Su Meng to remember his little cause and effect. Seeing that there was no way to escape, taking shelter of Yuxu Palace seemed to be the best choice.
At this moment, Meng Qi's smiling expression became solemn, and he shouted:
"In today's world, any other side may cooperate with Mofo in the future, but Pindao will never do so. Why do fellow Taoists hesitate?"
Yes, Yuanshi Tianzun Su Meng and Mo Buddha have a relationship between you and me, and they are inseparable! Taoist Qisha turned his thoughts around, and finally made up his mind, lowered his head, bowed respectfully and said:
"See Master Tianzun!"
"Good!" Meng Qi laughed, and Wuji Yuanshi Qing Yun flew out from the top of his head, and then raised his sleeve robe, and put the Seven Kills Taoist and the Underworld Sword in it, so that all his past and future possibilities were covered by Wuji. Pulling and curling up, avoiding the closed giant palm of the Demon Buddha, avoiding the clear light of the stone stele covering it, avoiding the sound of Amitabha putting down the butcher knife, rolled into a chaotic ball, followed the main body, and threw it into the sleeve.
Then, he put away the clear and round light and the chaotic Qingyun at the back of his head, put his sleeve robe behind his back, and leisurely returned to Yuxu Palace.
Between heaven and earth, everything returned to calm.
When Meng Qi raised his sleeve robe again and released the Taoist Seven Killers, his past and future began to be affected by the sword of Minghai again, and he was constantly cut off, leaving only a brand mark, so there is no need to worry about being quietly influenced by other other shores.
Sitting cross-legged in the Yuqing Palace, the Qisha Daoist crossed his sword on his knees, looking up at the Yuanshi Tianzun Meng Qi who lived in the darkness and chaos, seemed to be the heaven and the world, his eyes flickered, his emotions were complicated, and finally he sighed and stood up Salute, leave respectfully, and read morality in the meditation room.
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?Failed to subdue Taoist Qisha, the Emperor of Heaven did not feel depressed, but returned to the top of Jiuchongtian, and returned to the withered tree.
His eyes were deep, and suddenly he stretched out his right hand, and slashed toward the fairy world below with a shimmering blade of light, stirring up the mysterious and subtle years.
The heavenly soldiers and generals and star officials and gods who were frozen in the fragments of the fairy world immediately resumed the passage of life, "walked" out of the static time, resurrected, and greeted the emperor.
In this process, the lower the realm, the less affected by the time of the ages, and at the legendary level, it is difficult to survive in this way.
Countless heavenly soldiers and generals, star officials and gods have returned, as if they have fallen asleep from ancient times to the current node, bringing life to the lonely and lonely fairy world again, noisy and lively, only the third place destroyed by Meng Qi. The first floor and the second floor, and the battlefield where the other side fought can no longer be restored.
Following the awakening of one of the former subordinates, the Heavenly Emperor kept flickering with faint lights, as if lighting up the bright stars one by one, stringing them into a sea of ??light, re-extracting the old authority from countless weak blessings!
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