Above the immortal's feet, life and death moments.

Facing the powerful force, Jian Feidao stood up again, blocking Furong Zhuke's face, and never retreating.

"I didn't expect that I looked like a little bitch, but I was quite a man in danger!"

The danger is ahead of the front, and Furong Chuangke still makes fun of him in a low voice.

However, Jian Feidao had no time to pay attention to it. Just as he was determined to fight to the death, a high Buddha's name suddenly came from the sky, "Amitabha!"

As soon as the Buddha's name fell, he saw the golden flowers everywhere in the sky, and then a huge Buddha seal fell from the sky.

"Who is it?"

The terrifying Buddha Yuan condensed his palm and swooped down. His majestic power was shocking. He was stunned and felt the strong pressure attacking his body. Then his palms soared into the sky.

Boom!

With a loud bang, the entire sea of ​​clouds was instantly cleared, revealing the blue sky.

"A hundred years of sorrow is shared by the world, and the morning bells and evening drums are endless."

At this time, a ascetic monk with barefoots, wearing a robe with no relics on his head but a layer of green skin, looked like a demonic horn, walked slowly on the golden lotus in the void.

"The Sixth Son of God has seen you all, Amitabha!"

The Six Gods chanted the Buddha's name and stood in front of Jian Feidao and Furongzhuan's guest, looking sad.

"Why do Buddhas block the way?"

Feeling that the Buddha opposite was well-founded, I squinted my eyes slightly and asked coldly.

"Why do cultivators hold on to the killing?"

The Sixth God Son looked sad, "I killed each other, killed, killed with hatred, killed with love, and revenge. When will the revenge be revenged? I am not talented and willing to resolve the grudges and hatred between the cultivators and create a better world!"

"Monk, have personality!"

The Furong Forging Guest wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth and shouted at the Sixth God Son.

Jian Feidao, who was standing beside him, also looked grateful, "Thank you for your help!"

"Bald donkey, troublesome!"

The Sixth God Son blocked the lock in front and blocked the way forward. Ji Jun's eyes couldn't help but feel cold. The next moment, I would like to kill the horse again.

"Helpless!" Faced with the desperate attempt to kill the King, Liushen sighed, full of regret, but the ultimate move was not to give in. "The Great Compassion Buddha's Hand, Sorrows the Heaven and Slaughter!"

It seemed like a sad and desolate palm, but it was a hidden killing move. Qijun couldn't help but take a step back and couldn't help laughing: "It seems that the monks in Buddhism are not as compassionate as they appear!"

"Amitabha, practitioner, put down the butcher's knife and turn back!"

The Sixth Godson put his hands together, and his face became even more sad, as if the whole world owed him money.

With just two short tricks of testing, Qijun already realized that this person could no longer take down the Furong Crafting Guest today, so he no longer took action. Instead, he turned to look at the Furong Crafting Guest, "Furong Crafting Guest, if you want to save Zonghengzi, come alone!"

"Do you think I'm a fool?"

Although he was worried, Furong Zhuan Guest understood that this would only make him fall into the opponent, so he snorted coldly and said disdainfully.

"Then wait to collect Zonghengzi's head!" Ji Jun stopped talking, he was gentle, and the person had left the peak of the immortal feet.

"When will the revenge be repaid? Cultivator, I cannot see you falling into the devil's path. If you don't look back, I won't leave!"

Jijun's figure suddenly disappeared into the black hole, and the Sixth God Son also shouted loudly and rushed into the black hole without hesitation.

"Monk, you..."

Come and go in a hurry.

This made Jian Feidao and Furong Zhuke both stunned for a moment.

And at this moment, the fairy light suddenly came.

"The wind is cold in the morning, the moon is hooked, and the heroes shine on the ancient city; the sky is moving, but the earth is without traces. How can one sword sweep away? God is free and easy."

As soon as Tianji appeared, he looked around for a while and asked strangely: "Where is a very lord? Didn't you come? But how could you be injured?"

"Senior..." Jian Feidao stepped forward and bowed, and then told everything that happened before.

"Midge drum and morning bell, the sixth son of God?" Tianji looked puzzled, then looked at the two of them and said, "Where is this character that appeared? Do you know the origin?"

"I don't know!" Jian Feidao shook his head. The three religions have a deep foundation, and God knows who is hiding.

"Then let this matter be left to the third person in the world to solve it! Let him pay attention to the people who appeared in the martial arts world recently. It's time for me to go back and check the information and compare the information given by Mr. Yuan."

Hearing Tianji's words, Furong Zhuan Guest glanced at Tianji. He knew that the other party was still suspicious of Yuan Wuji, but even she could not believe that Yuan Wuji would die easily, let alone a person like Tianji.

After saying this, Tianji turned his head to look at Furong Zhuke, "As for the matter of the great king, I will tell you to believe in heaven to solve it. You can follow me to return to the Immortal Sect before making arrangements!"

...

Inside the Secret Realm.

Infinite, Zhuqueyi returned first.

The Lord of Tianzhi and the Jade of the Forbidden City remained outside the Secluded Realm, waiting for an opportunity.

There was no outsider present, Tianzhizhu stretched out his hand to touch Yiyu's cheek. Yiyu could instinctively retreat, but after thinking about it, he took a step forward.

This made the originally sad Lord Tianzhi overjoyed.

Whether it is a human or an elf, it is so strange that being a mother is.

When he was cruel to kill, Tianzhizhu was ruthless, but now he is full of guilt and pity.

And in the dark, Chi Luo had already gone to the Simon Mountain to meet Shirakawa Linghua. Now, the two of them stood on the peak and watched everything coldly.

"What? Is this the person you want to show me? I didn't expect that I became a father after I just returned from reincarnation!"

Shirakawa Linghua was wearing a black kimono, her breasts were half exposed, and her waist was straddled with two swords. She stood beside Chi Luo, and said with a hint of mocking.

The numb sound was a bit tough, and it seemed to hide a faint sour smell.

"This is not what you should focus on."

Chi Luo's low voice came from under the mask, "Yuan Wuji said at the beginning that I could find my needs in the Netherworld. It seems that what he said is right. There is indeed an evil dragon head hidden here!"

"Unlock the Dragon Head! Eight God of Evil God!" Shirakawa Linghua's eyes flashed, without saying much, but there was other thoughts in her heart.

Because she had enough of such controlled days, or she could tolerate it, but she did not want her disciple to become a puppet and do things against her will for her.

And within the Secret Realm, Wuxian and Zhuqueyi met Jiuying again, with a complicated expression.

"Infinite, Yi'er..."

Jiuying's hands trembled, and when he saw Infinite and Vermilion Bird return, Jiuying's expression was complicated.

"Yi'er, don't blame me. The situation is now stalemate. I want you to marry Yuan Wuji for your safety. But I didn't expect that he has made too many enemies. For the sake of survival and demise of the Seok Realm, I can only fight back against him. In this way, there is no need to be wronged you anymore!"

Jiuying took a step forward, but Zhuqueyi took a step back, and her face was full of complicated writing.

Jiuying's face was sad, and a dark color appeared in her lowered eyes, "Is even the Vermillion Bird's Clothes like this? It seems..."

The mind was different, and Jiuying turned her head and looked at Wuxian, "Wuxian, can't even understand my difficulties? Do you know what I have paid for the Secret Realm?"

"Holy Mother, I have decided to take the Vermilion Bird's Clothes to leave the Secret Realm. The matters in the Secret Realm have nothing to do with us anymore."

Wuxian shook his head slightly. He didn't want to tear his face apart. He remembered clearly the scene of Jiuying and Gui Qizhu in the first place.

And he did not tell Zhuqueyi about these things, but was hidden deep in his heart.

But what Wuxian didn't know was that Zhuqueyi also saw the scene of the Virgin Mary wandering in half-drowning. Although the picture was actually not what she imagined.

But in the end, Zhuqueyi's mood was complicated and she became more and more unable to face it after calming down.
Chapter completed!