Vol 2 Chapter 796: The bird

　　 A hurricane fell from the sky.
　　 How fierce it is, wherever it goes, everything dances wildly with it.
　　 The wind moves, the clouds dance, and the sky changes, sometimes sunny and sometimes rainy, sometimes thunder flashing, sometimes hail like a waterfall, all celestial phenomena appear high above the sky.
　　 Faintly, it seems that someone has heard the pulsation of the earth, like a smallpox falling, like a goddess moving the piano.
died? !
　　 Is this dead? !
　　The sky and the earth, all over the world, I don't know how many cultivators can't help but be dumbfounded when they see this scene, they can hardly believe their eyes!
　　 Since more than 20,000 years ago, the three immortals came to the world to divide the three continents and the three seas. For a time, the Tai Chi dojo and the Tai Chi Gods were all breathless.
　　 is as strong as that Wang Lingguan, who was once injured by a single blow from Sanbaoyu Ruyi.
　　 Such powerful three deity immortals were the yearning of countless cultivators. I don’t know how many cultivators worshipped them and became enemies of the Taiji Dojo.
　　 Once a group of demons danced wildly, obscuring the sky.
　　Yes, such three powerful banished immortals died so undisturbed between the breath of the old heavenly master, such an understatement?
　　Who can believe it?
　　Who can believe it!
　　 Looking at the old way of holding hands above the gods and under the heaven gate, all the creatures in the heaven and the earth fell into a dead silence.
　　 There is no hegemony of swallowing thousands of miles, no courage to push invincible.
　　 is just a four-character chant, and the three banished immortals who were once regarded as the highest by countless people in the world have disappeared.
　　 There are great monks who can even see the horror and incredible on the faces of the three at that moment.
　　 It seems that even they did not expect such a consequence.
　　 "No! Impossible! This must be an illusion, an illusion!"
　　 In the wild sands of the West Desert, Buddha's light soared into the sky, and hundreds of great monks stepped into the air together, searching endlessly in the void.
　　 But what made their hearts tremble was that the aura of the Patriarch disappeared completely, as if they were completely wiped out by that violent wind!
　　 "Master!"
　　 In the East China Sea Islands, there are swords, clouds and water rushing into the sky, but like many great monks, these Taoists are also terrified.
　　 "Disappearing, the inspiration, the inspiration is disappearing..."
　　 On the shore of the East China Sea, on an isolated island, an old Taoist priest who just woke up was shocked and muttered to himself, unable to believe everything in front of him.
　　 It has been 90,000 years since the end of the Tenth Epoch.
　　 The first 60,000 years of the first period of Tai Chi was the world of Tai Chi dojo. The Wang Lingguan who penetrated the secret of longevity became the world's strongest after the defeat of the old master.
　　 It opened up the God's Court in the middle of the day, and its "training young man" coerced the world for 60,000 years.
　　 was once under the leadership of Wang Lingguan, suppressing the "immortals, Buddhas, demons, ghosts, evil" between heaven and earth to a very low level.
　　Yes, even in the heyday of Tai Chi Dojo, the inspiration between the heaven and the earth is only suppressed by the ‘Qian’, rather than disappearing.
　　 And at this time, in his induction, the world is like a huge grinding disc that can't be described, and it is obliterating all the alien spirits in the world at a speed that seems to be slow and fast!
　　 This is a big event even more terrifying than the extinction of the Three Immortals.
　　 "Smart..."
　　 His heart was shaking, and many practitioners in Xilu, Nanhai, Donglu and other places also felt this.
　　 But no matter how vibrated in their hearts, how unwilling they were, they were still suppressed deep in their hearts in the next instant.
　　 Because the sky is shaking, the sun and the moon suddenly flourish.
　　 A flame-shrouded, star-like giant god, under the tug of the nine red flame dragons, under the guard of thousands of gods and countless generals.
　　 has a big day!
　　 "Finally, there is no need to bear it."
　　Wang Lingguan sighed in the light of a waterfall, "Unfortunately, the teacher still moves faster than me..."
　　 The gods are in the sky, and their glory is brighter than the sun and the moon.
　　 It was only a moment, the many monks in the sky, the Taoist had fallen like rain, no matter how furious and roaring, they still couldn't resist this horizontal pressure.
　　 "Evil King!!!"
　　In the vast sea of ​​West Desert, an old monk stepped up into the air, wrapped in hundreds of millions of tons of yellow sand like a dragon, and rolled over: "The Patriarch is gone, you want to kill it all?!
　　 Then never die! "
　　 boom!
　　Buddha sound rose again, and for a while, it reverberated through the sea of ​​clouds. Countless monks stared at the long sky, only to see a huge Buddha's shadow rising to the sky, covering the sky with a palm slapped at the king's spiritual official above the god.
　　With the divine light lingering, Wang Lingguan's expression was indifferent, let alone the slightest change, only when the Buddha's palm was horizontally pressed, did he speak:
　　 "The ancestor gave a name, I am Wang Shan!"
　　 The words fall like thunder rolling in the sky.
　　 Wang Lingguan pointed to the sky, which filled the sky, like beams and pillars that stretched across the sky, but with a single pressure, the Buddha's shadow was shattered between the sky and the earth.
　　 The remaining power remains undiminished, leaning down, fingertips piercing through the void, and dropping the angry old monk in the broken Buddha's shadow.
"you!"
　　 The old monk looked upset and desperate.
　　 But all the unwilling anger was easily pierced like a bubble illusion under this finger, like a meteorite falling, hitting the yellow sand in the vast sea.
　　 set off a huge tide of yellow sand high in the sky, boundless waves!
　　 "I never die..."
　　 pointed out a finger, Wang Lingguan's eyes moved, like flames, like oceans: "After years of patience, do you think a certain family is as high as you?"
　　 It has been nearly 90,000 years since the ancestor left. He is no longer the evil king of the year.
　　 In today's world, in addition to his own teacher, it is the three of them. Only by using those precious treasures can they compete with themselves.
　　 But that is only possible.
　　 If it were not for the teacher's repeated orders, as early as 20,000 years ago, he had casually strangled these three so-called banished immortals.
　　 He shook his head slightly, and looked at the monk and Daoist who was running away in the rolling yellow sand, no interest in taking action, just a casual swing.
　　 went up to the sky, went straight to the sea of ​​clouds, the dome was as high as the top, and went away from the divine garden that the Patriarch Fang had transformed:
　　 "Kill without mercy!"
　　 "Follow the official order of the Great Spirit!"
　　 Thousands of gods all responded, and behind them, the heavenly soldiers lined up from the sky. UU reading www.uukanshu.com set off a boundless atmosphere of fighting and killing.
　　 poured back into the West Desert, and left Eastland.
　　 boom!
　　 There are soldiers on the boundless land, raging wars from the West, and the East China Sea spread to other continents, a and vast purge.
it has started!
　　 "It is devastated, and there is no time to fix them one by one..."
　　 Seeing the swordsmen on the ground killing and killing, a ripple appeared in the depths of Sa Wuling's eyes in front of the Nantian Gate.
　　If possible, he really doesn't want to be so cruel.
　　Because of the suffering in this world, I have experienced too much, but unfortunately...
　　Before the God Court, Wang Lingguan stopped in front of the Nantian Gate, did not set foot on the God Court, nor did the Emperor Gou who came with him stepped forward.
　　 Tai Chi God Court has been opened for tens of thousands of years, but no one in Tai Chi Dojo dares to climb the God Court except for the Five Tombs of Chosa.
　　 Because it is the legacy of the patriarch.
　　 "Teacher..."
　　 Wang Lingguan bowed slightly.
　　Sa Five Mausoleum seemed to feel something in his heart, staring up, as if traveling through endless time and space, and saw a big bird with wings spread like the sky, endless grace.
　　 The big bird looked down, as if surprised.
　　
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