Chapter 284: Destiny can't be changed, goodbye

The white light dispersed and the spectator's eyes were still dark. The repair is weak, tears in the eyes, tears in the eyes, and severe pain in the eyes, like looking at the sequelae of the sun.
After a short while, everyone resumed their vision. What appeared before them was the unrecognizable Dojo, and no inch of land was intact.
The only person standing on the field was Li Xianyu!
"Li Xianyu, Li Xianyu !! Why did he get involved in the fight?"
"Li Xianyu rushed over just now, and I couldn't understand it at all, what is the reason for Li Xianyu?"
"Dao Daozun fell." Some people swallowed.
"That kind of destructive power, how could a person have that kind of destructive power."
"People in that direction are dead"
The auditorium behind Dao Zun has been transformed into nothingness in Jianguang. Not only the auditorium, but the horrible sword energy has been rushed out hundreds of meters, annihilating all living things and objects along the way into ashes.
More than a hundred spectators in that direction died in Jianguang, leaving nothing behind.
Destroyed the edge of the area, fortunately escaped a calamity to eat melon, one leg soft, or coma, or kneeling to the ground.
This sword wielded by the demon Tao is beyond the scope of the half-step extreme path, which is standard and authentic.
This is an inevitable accident. In the realm of extremes, there is no eating melon. At present, there is only one Buddha in the blood family, and there are few half-step confrontations, not to mention the extreme.
"Amitabha Buddha!" ​​The chanting of Hong Zhong Daluo seemed to have a certain strength, and everyone's shocked mood was calmed down.
In the sky, the head of the Buddha stood in the air, his body was shabby, his body was covered with a pure gold texture, but it was covered with cracks. He held his right palm flat and his palms were unconscious.
Buddhist magic: the Buddha in the palm of your hand.
"It's the head of a buddha. The heads of buddhas are all out. It's so big that I first saw the head of a buddha."
"Those people didn't die. They were saved by the head of the Buddha. Look at him."
"Fortunately, there is a Buddha head. Fortunately, there is him, or those people will be dead."
"What happened just now, Li Xianyu, he, how did he do it."
The battle was over, but no one dared approach the dojo, and Li Xianyu stood alone. They were all frightened, even if the head of the Buddha could not bring a sense of security. At this time, there were still people backing out, for fear that Li Xianyu would turn back and give them a sword.
These people were all members of the blood family who had besieged Li Wuxiang.
There was a man rushing into the field. Li Peiyun, who looked embarrassed, rushed to Li Zhu with no fear of Li Xianyu. The old man had been burned to ashes, and there was only a black human figure on the ground, and a few broken bones .
He should have escaped. It was the best time for him to retreat, but Li Peiyun did not leave. He took off his coat and kneeled in front of the ashes of his grandfather, silently collecting the ashes of the old man.
He has what he has achieved today. He does not rely on the demon road, but on the teachings of his grandfather from a young age.
At the age of fifteen, he was evicted from the house, wandered for ten years in the waves, and wanted to live at home, but never thought of his family. I just wanted my grandfather to support him for a few more years.
After the Sancai sword was completed, the grandfather couldn't wait to correct the name of the demon, and put an end to his hatred.
Li Peiyun looked in his eyes, but he didn't want to. He wanted to say, let's spend your old age and let me stay with you for a few more years. I will report your revenge.
But he knows the pain and unwillingness of the old man all these years, knows that this is his lifelong wish, and the grandfather often says a word: this revenge is not revenge, death is not staring.
Now that the old man was staring, he ended up with a regret that he wanted to support him and was away.
The thunderbolt King ’s pale face was a little bit better. Li Xianyu stepped into the battle without warning, killing Dao Zun with a sword, and exterminating more than a hundred spectators in that direction.
For him, he is not afraid of thunder.
The most terrifying power in the world is out: it's physical!
At least the Thunder King thought so. He said to the big boss, I can't figure this out. If you don't take the initiative, I will resign.
In all the despair, the Buddha's head was shot, saving more than a hundred innocent eating melons.
The thunder and lightning king felt that life had seen hope again, and maybe I could still have more dogs in the position of minister for several years.
He trembled: "Ask, it doesn't seem to be a big problem"
The burly and big-sized King Kong glanced at him: "Are you the king, have you lost heart and gone crazy? The problem is obviously very big."
Kato Ying agreed: "How to deal with the aftermath of the storm, Master Fa, do you have any number in your heart? If not, think about it quickly."
Li Bai reluctantly said: "Originally, Baoze could stay out of the way, but Li Xianyu has entered the field. Well, Fawang, you have to prepare for public relations."
Thunder King covered his face and wept: "Don't say it, don't say it"
In front of the eyes, the Buddha's head quietly swallowed back the bruises in his throat.
Amitabha, forgotten for so many years, is still so scary.
Your eyes are too bright, so let the poor monk quietly spit first.
He was grateful that the spectators were far away. After Jian Guang beheaded Dao Zun, he was already weak when he rushed to him. In the end, he paid the price of minor internal injuries to save the people. Instead, he was Taoist, facing this Jianguang. He has been teaching Buddhism for decades.
A clear light rose above Li Xianyu's head, condensing into an imaginary figure, the young Taoist priest who emerged from the dust.
The head of the Buddha came from the wind, standing opposite the demon Tao, his hands crossed: "Long Tao, let's meet for 80 years, and meet again."
Wang Chen smiled: "I didn't read the wrong person."
Buddha's head: "Xie Daochang does not kill grace."
Wang Chen shook his head: "I was on a cliff in time and interrupted the demonization, otherwise the blood community may not be able to recover for 80 years. I also left a trail of remnant souls and persisted in resentment. Forget love is dead, everything should be done, I should also Soul to heaven. "
"The past, write it off."
The Buddha's head lowered his eyebrows: "Da Shan!"
The demon turned and stared at Li Xianyu with a smile: "What is Sister Taisu? A lifetime love?"
When the demon Tao died, his eyes were pale and vicissitudes, but the image transformed by his soul was the lively and detached young Taoist before he went down the mountain for the first time.
Maybe in his heart, what is the highest peak, what prestige I, what generation of demon Tao, are not as good as the sunny young Taoist.
That downhill changed the lives of Sister Taisu and Xiaoshi, and also changed his life.
Li Xianyu bit his lip, and burst into tears, stubbornly: "That is, I don't want you to bite me."
The demon bowed his head and stared at Slime: "This thing is fierce. I have been affected by it in my life. I have been defeated by it. Fortunately, I have destroyed half of its body for you, otherwise the two will be one, and the Warriors of Warriors may not be able to. Help you suppress. "
Slime was furious, "Forget the dust, I am the victim, I am the only one who has been tired of you all my life. If I did not meet you then, I will have what I am now? I will be sealed for eighty years? The most in my life The tragedy is to meet you, it is your fault, everything is your fault. "
The bewitching beckoned, calling for the sword of Qi. Qi sword was divided into three parts in his hand, and one entered into Li Peiyun: "The sword of Qi was the one I trained in that year. You can rely on it, but if you want to step into the extreme path, Realm, it will become your puppet. Keep your sword, and temper your sword of Qi. "
The second copy went into Li Xianyu's body: "Just take it as a reward. Don't be sad for her, don't feel sorry for me, you have your own life, it's just beginning."
The third copy is in the palm of the demon road.
The Buddha's head moved with a little surprise, and he took a step forward: "This, how sorry this is, the poor monk is really disrespectful."
Yaodao glanced at him: "You think too much, one is old, and you don't know the fate?"
Buddha head:""
The third flew away and entered a young man standing in the distance.
"Reorganize the world!" The demon whispered.
The head of the Buddha, Li Xianyu, Li Peiyun, and the young man in the distance all bowed down and trembled towards the demon road.
Forgetting a smile, the body turned into broken light and dissipated.
Li Xianyu looked at the broken lights that flew higher and higher ~ EbookFREE.me ~, the past of the demon road, bit by bit, constantly surging.
For a reason, I remember a song that was sung by the film emperor many years ago:
Yesterday and today do n’t come again
Red color drops pale
Once upon a time, love is still
You drift in the distance, outside Baiyun
Love is helpless
Destiny cannot be changed in the world
Long forgotten road, go all the way.
Goodbye, sister Taisu.
Goodbye, little sister.
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