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Chapter 443: Buddha light on one side, blood light on the other

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    This cat is a bit unreliable. He took his little friend and turned left and right. He was trying to escape, but he ended up getting lost.

    A pair of eyes can see that there is something wrong with this place, but they just can't see the way out. Now they know from the mouth of the Holy Son of Qiankun that they are going around and they are heading towards the source.

    Although what the Holy Son of Heaven and Earth said was very cryptic, Miao Jiu, who is so clever and thinks of herself as a witty demon, still understood it.

    It was a bit embarrassing, but Miao Jiu acted very naturally.

    Lost, what is that?  How could we possibly get lost?

    How could I do such a shameful thing?

    Ming Qiu has been imprisoned, his silver armor is broken, his hair is messy, and now he has no strength to restrain the chicken. He has been speechless, as if he has practiced silent meditation, but his eyes have been looking at all the young creatures present.

    There was an evil light flashing in his eyes, which was anger and murderous intent, making him look a little ferocious.

    He is the strongest disciple of the Taixuan Sect¡¯s generation. He is a prodigy and a genius at the level of a Holy Son. But with more Holy Sons, the winner will be decided.

    The current situation is no less than that of a prisoner. For him, this is an absolute blow. It is disgraceful and more uncomfortable than killing him.

    But something even more uncomfortable is coming.

    "Hehe, just stay in." Holy Son Dayu said with a smile, and offered a red stove, which is very suitable for this place. It is as hot as the sun. If the flowing light is like steaming magma, it will scorch the world as soon as it comes out.

    This furnace is extraordinary. The color of Holy Son Qiankun and Holy Son Taiqing both changed slightly. Ming Qiu was frightened in his heart and said in a voiceless voice: "It's you!"

    Damn it, Dayu Holy Land actually got involved. This is bad news. He thinks the remaining people are from some holy land!

    ??????????????????????????????? If these northern holy lands, the Pure Land, know about the Taixuan Clan¡¯s plan, then it is not an exaggeration to think that they will not be able to eat and go around, and a battle between the Holy Lord will occur.

    He clearly knows what the Taixuan Sect is doing. Maybe some elders and disciples cannot know the core, but he, the next generation Taixuan Sect Master, knows it very well.

    "So what if it's me?" Holy Son Dayu was not his original appearance. He looked at Ming Qiu and smiled a little playfully. He opened the furnace directly, as if opening a sea of ????fire, and three-color flames spewed out from the mouth of the furnace. If it were the feathers of the ancient divine phoenix,  Fire is very scary, and the soul feels burning.

    Chang Shengqing's eyes turned green when he looked at it. Thunderbird and Huanghu looked at it secretly. Miaojiu also took a look at it and saw runes shining in the flames, which was very strange.

    "You, youwhat do you want to do?" Ming Qiu's expression changed completely. Holy Son Dayu walked towards him with ill intentions, and the flames gushing out of the furnace seemed to indicate his fate.

    Ming Qiu kept retreating, even activating the magic power in his body, but the restriction set by Miao Jiu was like a small square array, gathered together, like a mountain suppressing his sea of ????qi, which could not be shaken at all.

    "No, no, don't come over!" Ming Qiu was really panicked and at a loss. If he was imprisoned, he would not die and it would be humiliating. Being burned to a black appearance was not what he wanted.

    "Go in." Holy Son Dayu's hands were as big as millstones. Ming Qiu was still struggling, and the light on his body was also impressed. He was thrown into the furnace. With a clang, Holy Son Dayu covered the furnace lid very neatly.

    Seeing all the creatures looking at him, Holy Son Dayu said cheerfully: "I caught him anyway, let's lock him up first."

    The muffled sound of Ming Qiu came from the furnace, and the furnace was making clanging noises, obviously enduring the terrifying high temperature.

    "There is indeed something fishy about Taixuan Sect." Ming Qiu's attitude after he discovered the identity of the Holy Son of Dayu is worthy of scrutiny.

    "Be honest, or I will burn you to ashes." The red stove was still shaking. Holy Son Dayu took it in his hand, knocked it with the handle, and then put it away.

    "What a magical weapon!" Miao Jiu praised. This stove has the aftertaste of a Taoist weapon. It is an imitation, but its power is shocking enough. Miao Jiu's thoughts wandered far away, and he came up with the idea of ??using golden light to blur the main body.

    "It's not worth mentioning, it's not worth mentioning But Brother Daoju, we'd better act together. The attitude of Taixuan Sect is very strange." Holy Son Dayu looked straight at Miao Jiu.

    "Uh" Miao Jiu didn't want to go to that dangerous place, but when she turned around and thought about it, it seemed like it would be impossible not to go!  As he moves forward, he will also set foot there.

    "The Taixuan Sect is massacring outsiders. There are self-realm monks involved, and there may be Shinto creatures coming out. It's better for us to act together."

    Taiqing Shengzi said that he has always been a plain white person and has not used magic to obscure himself, but he always has a sense of ethereal.

    "I think so." Holy Son Qiankun also nodded and said,??The tall body walked into the mountain of corpses and the sea of ??corpses. He reached the highest point and sat down cross-legged. Just like this, the old monk fell into concentration. He realized that there was a "Tathagata" and his mind was clear.

    Being filled with this tragic situation and the strangeness of the Holy Son of Heaven and Earth, Miao Jiu never thought of that. She just felt that the Holy Son of Heaven and Earth not only looked more handsome than the woman, but also had a more delicate body!

    "A senior once said that cultivators are a natural disaster to ordinary people. The killings caused by powerful cultivators are more terrifying than earthquakes, volcanoes, floods, famines, plagues these natural disasters"

    Miaojiu spoke softly, like a war Buddha chanting sutras. In his sea of ??consciousness, the relics were floating and emitting a faint halo.

    Meow Jiu's body glowed, as if imprinted in the void. He summoned a golden light and turned it into a big bell, suspended high in the sky.

    "Everyone, the law of heaven is clear. Good and evil will be rewarded. Those who have gained the Tao will have many help, and those who have lost the Tao will have little help. Monks are not gods above, and they are not your heaven. They are living beings, just living beings. They still live under the sky and on the earth.  Above"

    Meow Jiu said, the huge golden bell, with ten thousand Buddhas in it, trembled, and the melodious bell sounded, floating in the small town.

    "I will ring the bell and toll for you. Heaven and earth will listen to my words and let them go back"

    Where the golden bell is, the Buddha's light is shining, the holy clouds are curling, and the cat is sitting under it. It really looks like a holy Buddha. Although his appearance cannot be seen clearly, his treasure appearance is solemn.

    With the ringing of the bells, the small town seemed to have lost some of its obsessions and became clear and clear, and the merits of Miao Jiu became even stronger.

    ?????????? Vaguely, Miaojiu heard the laughter of relief, and heard the words of thanks in a language he didn¡¯t understand.

    This side is shrouded like Buddha soil, but the other side is a blend of killing and blood. The Holy Son of Qiankun joins in, and the compass shakes the sky, as if there is a resonance with the general trend.

    Under the melodious bells, Taixuanmen retreated steadily.

    On one side is the battlefield, on the other side is the golden bell shrouding the sacred.

    The town is being transformed.

    No longer lifeless.

    When the last monk of Taixuan Sect was defeated, Miaojiu rang the bell ninety-nine times, which was a very high treatment.

    At this time, everyone on the battlefield seemed to have lost all the stagnation in their hearts, and their bodies and minds were light.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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