MTL - The Great Desolation: Read the Holy King, Extract the God Statue To Suppress Prison-Chapter 186

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Sentient beings are no longer controlled by the calamity, but the memory has not dissipated.

For a time, countless creatures were extremely frightened in their hearts, and the fear of the post-903 overflowed their eyes.

Around the human race, the countless creatures who were still attacking madly just now stopped.

Within that formation, the heavens and the earth are intact, and all living things remain intact.

Countless human races looked up and were at a loss.

The blue sky, which had not appeared in a thousand years, appeared again at this time!

The catastrophe is over!

Outside the human race, it has long been a ruin and a barren land.

Chen Changsheng breathed a sigh of relief and looked towards the middle of the Great Desolation.

The giant axe that opened the sky has long since dissipated, and the golden crow of hundreds of thousands of feet has also dissipated.

One after another figure, the vitality dissipated, and fell down.

The Eleven Ancestral Witch, and Dayi, slowly fell down at this time.

No life at all.

Di Jun's spirit followed closely, his flesh turned into thousands of pieces, and the dead couldn't die any longer.

Looking towards the back of the world.

The heaven and earth that had just been clear and bright suddenly fell down.

There are cracks, tearing the void avenue.

Thirty-three days later, they all fell.

There are countless existences in the prehistoric world, and their eyes have already widened at this time.

In his eyes, there is boundless fear and fear.

At this point, even breathing | breathing, has been forgotten.

Because, under the fragmented world, it has stood since the birth of the Great Desolation.

Supporting the entire prehistoric world, the divine might is endless Buzhou Mountain.

At this point, stop!

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Chapter 136 Another catastrophe is coming! Western teachings are fortune-telling, innate treasures, and I have a fate in the West! (Please subscribe!)

In the depths of the prehistoric wilderness, countless creatures lurking in various places were filled with fear at this time.

The Buzhou Mountain, which has stood for endless years, coexisted with the great and desolate, stood above the sky, and clearly distinguished the turbid, was actually disconnected!

I saw that the majestic mountain range of trillions of miles disappeared from the top of the mountain at this time.

The axe that opened the sky and the attack of the demon emperor, under the impact, even the holy mountain transformed by the spine of the **** Pangu was annihilated!

This is the end of the catastrophe!

Where the saint was, Nuwa felt the deepest at this time.

The Wa Palace hangs high for thirty-three days, and at this time, it also falls to the earth along with the fall of the Nine Heavens.

Although the speed is extremely slow, this is the thirty-three supreme heaven that stands above the prehistoric and endless years!

At this time, it also continued to fall along with the rupture of the Buzhou Mountain.

You can imagine what a disaster this must have been!

At this time, Nuwa sighed slightly and looked into the flood.

Such a catastrophe should actually be on him.

In the end, it was implicated by the luck of the demon clan.

At this time, in her palm, it was the sixty-four hexagrams.

One of the true spirits, under the power of the saint, slowly repaired and healed.

After all, what Nu Wa holds is the power of creation, and it is still helpful to repair the soul at this time.

On Shouyang Mountain, the Bajing Palace, which was invisible and hidden in the void, reappeared.

The Shouyang Mountain, which had become mediocre, and even was directly washed away by Liang Jie, actually recovered again.

The Eight Views Palace is located on it again, which is extremely mysterious and difficult to touch.

In the Eight Views Palace, Taishang also slowly opened his eyes at this time and looked at Honghuang.

Brow wrinkled slightly.

This amount of calamity is over.

But to stabilize the world, some means are needed.

On Kunlun Mountain, the clouds and mist outside Yuxu Palace slowly dissipated.

But the disciples of Chanjiao still did not leave at this time, and they were all left on Kunlun Mountain by Yuanshi.

Yuan Shi looked at Buzhou Mountain, and his eyes were full of surprise.

Even Buzhou Mountain was broken!

The power of calamity is truly terrifying.

At this time, the amount of calamity is borne by the two lich clans, if next time it is his turn to explain the teaching.

For a time, I hope that the eyes are condensed, and the expression in the eyes changes.

Where the mountain gate of the interception is located, Tongtian is also frowning slightly, and the mountains are falling, the sky is falling and the earth is cracking.

It must be another catastrophe.

Although it may not be as terrifying as the amount of robbery, the human race is a big family.

For the human race, it must be a catastrophe!

It's okay to intercept the teaching by himself, but his eldest disciple is the emperor of the human race, and he must stay in the human race.

"Oh...~"..."

Tongtian slowly shook his head, but said nothing.

Where the Western Church is located, at this time, it is in the middle of the prehistoric wilderness where Buzhou Mountain fell.

He turned to look around the flood.

Even under the calamity, not all the liches were annihilated.

The witch tribe, the demon tribe.

There are existences that have never fallen.

At this time, it is time to take action.

"Brother."

Zhunti looked at the location of the connection, his eyebrows moved slightly, and a trace of excitement flashed in his heart.

"Um."

Reception also nodded slowly.

The corners of Zhunti's mouth raised slightly, and he looked at where his disciples were.

Those Buddhas also nodded slowly at this time, and headed down the Lingshan Mountain.

This time is an opportunity for Western religions.

When the West is booming, it must seize every opportunity.

At this time, in the Lich War, there were already countless monsters and big monsters who escaped the catastrophe.

The rope even survived the demon **** Bai Ze.

If they can exist, they will be included in the Western religion.

That must be a powerful force!

Moreover, these existences are not considered by the three Xuanmen sects. As for Nuwa, the two Western saints are not afraid.

That is, no one is robbing him, and this time, isn't it easy to capture!

You must know that the demon clan has the presence of Daluo Jinxian, except for the three hundred and sixty weeks of the demon king who died.

Many of the rest of the Golden Immortals survived.

Even if it is not Da Luo Jinxian, Taiyi Jinxian, Jinxian is not a small power.

After all, in the Western religion at this time, there are three or two big cats and kittens.

Aside from the two saints, the most powerful saint, who was passed down by himself, was nothing more than Daluo Jinxian Consummation.

There are less than ten Da Luo Jinxian in total.

One was also killed by Chen Changsheng.

At this moment, when Quan lifted his body to his side, Jizo slowly opened his eyes.

The aura around his body is round, as if he was in the middle stage of a quasi-sage.

But the soul is a little vain, and the golden light within it flickers faintly.

This is obviously the power of forced promotion.

If you get merit suppression | suppression, you can still stabilize.

After that, there are opportunities for breakthroughs.

And if there is no merit to suppress | suppress, then the cultivation base cannot be suppressed, and it is not surprising that the soul is broken.

"teacher."

Jizo lowered his eyebrows and said towards Zhunti.

"The chance has come, and your chance is in the underworld."

"After the calamity, the boundless evil ghosts piled up in the underworld, and let's go and preach my Taoism and influence those evil ghosts."

Zhunti nodded slightly and said with a benevolent expression.

At this time, between the wave of the hand, a void crack appeared, which went straight to the corner of the underworld.

Within that corner, faintly visible, the sea of ​​blood surging continuously.

Jizo nodded slightly and walked straight towards the crack.

As for Zhun Ti and Jie Yin, they slowly looked towards the middle of the Great Desolation, where Buzhou Mountain was.

At this moment, between the incomparably dilapidated mountains and rivers, under the falling nine heavens, a little treasure gleamed.

"Innate treasure."

"The demon emperor died, this treasure should be related to my Western religion."

As he spoke, he nodded slowly, the platform under his body changed, and the treasure was shining brightly.

It was clearly the supreme-grade innate spiritual treasure, the twelve-grade golden lotus of merit and virtue appeared.

The breath of endless merit and virtue flickered on it, and it was extremely miraculous.

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