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Chapter Thirty Saints

There is a demon outside the world, living above thirty-three heavens, thousands of miles of the Demon Palace, which is the highest demon king of seven emotions and six desires. It has endless magic power and is omnipresent. When a monk practices the path of immortality, there are loopholes in his heart. The demons will take advantage of the situation to disturb people's hearts and make them go crazy. (I will implant an advertisement in my personal Taobao men's clothing store: shop62349453 points taobao point com/, there are play and some couple outfits, pants, etc. There is no way to change the click in the URL)

The demons are transformed into millions, killing them not only and killing them, but also killing them endlessly. Only by practicing the mind and having no holes in the heart can one not be disturbed by the demons and achieve the supreme immortal path. As the saying goes, great goodness becomes a Buddha, no desires lead to immortality, so great goodness is not good, no desires are also desires, and there are different understandings in it. Those who can understand the mystery can all reach the sky in one step and cultivate the great cause of immortals.

The demons outside the world are also called the inner demons. The minds of cultivators are leaked by the spirits of the gods, invaded by the demons, and become the clone of the demons. The more clones, the stronger the magic power.

In order to become a saint, the old man in the mountains was too impatient, so he became a demon and became the incarnation of the demon. He moved the stars outside the world and evolved countless stars outside the world and disappeared, easily resolving the attack of Wushuang Fairy's ten thousand years of cultivation.

"Is the skills of Qian Donkeys exhausted? I thought you still had to struggle. Judging from the struggle of the monks in this world, they can save me from boredom. Since you don't struggle, I'll send you on the road." The old man in the mountains, or the demon, didn't say nonsense, sacrificed the pagoda in his hand and covered the two of them.

"Hahahaha." In the sky, there was only one person standing proudly in the sky, looking down on the world, and the monks below were silent. I wonder if this crazy old man in the mountain would be impulsive and even killed them, or he would take them into the pagoda and come to sacrifice to the pagoda.

"Have you little cultivators seen enough? If you see enough, just sacrifice the tower for me." Hoo, the heads of the cultivators exploded with a bang. It was one thing before, but now the demons really did this.

"Run quickly." Someone shouted, like a flame falling on dry firewood, instantly turning into a raging fire, burning the hearts of all monks.

So countless monks began to escape and ran around. Some used domain sects, some used spiritual weapons to fly away, some directly rushed to the clouds and fog, the immortal palace was broken, and the formation disappeared. The laws in the world and underground were difficult to restrain these monks.

But things were not as simple as imagined. The demon used his only hand to quickly seal the starry sky outside the world and then hit it again. The sky was instantly covered by a black force. The entire mountain turned into the starry sky outside the world. All the laws in the starry sky were determined by the demons outside the world. No matter it is a spiritual weapon or a domain gate, it cannot fly out of this starry sky unless someone else destroys his ten thousand years of cultivation like the Wushuang Fairy to shatter the starry sky outside the world.

Boom, the demon grabbed it out of thin air, and a monk who entered the domain gate was caught out of the mezzanine space, and his fingers were pinched into a ball of flesh and blood.

The killing continued, and many monks who were walking away with swords were just slapped into powder by the devil's palm.

Kong Lin did not escape, Ji Xian'er and the others did not escape. Several monks in the early and mid-stage Mahayana stage did not escape, and masters had the dignity of masters. Qin Yun did not escape. It was not because of his dignity, but because he found that under his feet was no longer a big lake, but a starry sky with no way to escape.

"Ang ace cultivator, do you still want to brush my scale or what?" The demon sneered. In his heart, these small cultivators in the world were no different from those in the ants. He only needed one thought and a small clone to kill everyone here.

"Hmph, although we are a minor cultivator, our will to defy the heavens will not diminish for many years. If I can become an immortal, I will kill you in the future." Kong Lin roared angrily, and the Dayan Sword Formation was sacrificed with blood to block the murder of the demons.

"How can we, a monk, go against the will of heaven and cultivate immortals, be as good as the little devil and kill." All the monks who stayed there took action together and attacked the inner devil.

"Looking for death." The demon disdained. With one arm, several Mahayana monks fell in a pool of blood, screaming and screaming. Qin Yun was frightened in the distance. This was the first time he saw such a tragic scene. This was no longer a duel between monks, but the struggle between all living beings and thousands of monks and heaven. No one wanted to die, but heaven wanted them to die.

What to do? It’s against the will of heaven!

"Ah", only screams are left one after another, and no one can defeat the power of the demon.

"Senior Kong, what should we do? We are no match for the demon at all." Ji Xian'er and the other five stood behind Kong Lin, extremely anxious.

Kong Lin silently said nothing, and he had no choice. The forty-nine swords of the Dayan Sword Formation could not get close to the Demon at all. In this dark starry sky, the Demon is all the laws here.

"Die, die for me." The evil light burst into the demon's eyes, and a crazy smell filled the surroundings. Seeing Kong Lin provoking him repeatedly, he grabbed Kong Lin's heavenly spirit with a big hand. No matter how Kong Lin resisted it, he could not move at all.

"Death". The demon smiled hideously.

"May from now on, in front of the Pure Lotus Eye Tathagata's statue, in the hundreds of thousands of kalpas, I will vow to save all the hells in the world, as well as all the sins and suffering beings in the three evil realms, so that I can escape from the evil realms of hell, animals, hungry ghosts, etc., and all those who are retribution for such sins will become Buddhas, and then I will attain enlightenment. Amitabha Buddha."

In the immortal pagoda, a loud Buddhist voice came into everyone's ears.

The demon was shocked, "How is it possible that he can still survive if he is put into an immortal weapon?"

"Amitabha", the pagoda escaped from the head of the demon and flew between the demon and Kong Lin, and easily blocked the demon's attack.

The old monk walked out of the pagoda, looked at the demon with a smile, chanted the Buddha's name, and stepped on the golden lotus, "Demon, I want to thank you for your thanks. If it weren't for you, I would not be able to transform into a saint and be in the right position of the Bodhisattva."

"You have reached the feathering." The demon was shocked. Although the old man in the mountain was infinitely close to feathering, it was not feathering after all.

"That's right, in order to save us, the master sacrificed his life and forgot his life and burned the karma of reincarnation, and finally realized the great goodness and cultivated it into a feather."

Behind the old monk, Wushuang Fairy and Shen Wanbai walked out one after another.

"Hahahaha, so what about feathering? Explosion." The demon laughed. With the incomplete body of the old man in the mountain, he was not a match for feathering, so he decisively chose to self-destruct, and what he lost was just a clone.

Everyone did not expect that the demon was so decisive. The late Mahayana cultivator exploded, the starry sky outside the world shattered, and another storm of destruction swept towards everyone. The old monk could not bear to be affected by the fish in the pond again, so he waved his hand and shouted: "Scatter".

As soon as the word "san" comes out, a violent storm turns into an invisible state and disappears. This is how the power of a saint is.

Above the sky, the immortal weapon pagoda is suspended in the air, the demon is dead, and the pagoda is a masterless thing, no one will doubt that this pagoda will belong to the old monk, and the feathering realm is called a saint, which can look down on the world, educate everyone, and establish a sect, and will be another holy land.

However, everyone ignored one thing. The eight states are so big that there is not only one saint of the Eight Prefectures. These people usually hide in the cave heaven and blessed land, extending their lifespan, and the feathering is not omnipotent. Perhaps only those who have reached feathering can understand the secret.

Above the sky, a big hand grabbed the pagoda silently, with a very fast speed that was astonishing.

Even the old monk had not reacted yet. The pagoda had been caught by this big hand. A loud laughter came from all directions. "It took no time to search for it without any effort. This pagoda still belongs to me after all."

But before the sound was rampant, I heard a scream of pain. The golden light of the pagoda shone brightly, and the big hand that grasped the pagoda shattered inch. Almost in an instant, the golden light on the pagoda passed through the space barrier, reaching the place where the master of the big hand was, and injuring him.

"How come the spirit of the immortal weapon suddenly attacks?"

The golden light of the pagoda converges, transforms into a human form, and becomes a Taoist in blue. This Taoist looks ugly. Qin Yun laughed out loud, who is this person not the Taoist who is the treasure hunter?

"I knew you couldn't help but take action when you smashed Tianzhou. This is the time I'm waiting for."

"Treasure-seeking Taoist, you are not dead yet."

"You wish I could die, right? Dead old man, you almost died back then. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have entered a ghost place like Taixuan Immortal Palace, which would have ruined my body. My soul was imprisoned in the Immortal Palace for thousands of years. If I hadn't taken the risk of using secret techniques to merge with the Immortal Artifact and by chance, I would have died. But I am really thankful to you now. Although I have changed into an existence, I have broken through the feathering. In order to repay you, I decided to kill you."

"Old monk, come and help me to detain this old immortal from Zhongzhou."

"Treasure-seeking Taoist, don't go too far. When you sneaked into our People's Church and tried to seize the treasure of our sect, the immortal seal pen. I will save your life. It is already the greatest kindness."

The Taoist slammed his beard and glared at him: "I just wanted to borrow it to see it, but you shouted at me and shouted to kill me. If I hadn't escaped with my secret technique back then, how could I have saved my life? You are not kind, you are obviously incapable of arresting me."

"You don't know if you have the ability. Do you think you can survive if you become an immortal weapon? If I hadn't been willing to waste my life, I would have detained you and taken it for my own use."

"Just, old man, you're confused. We are two people now, you're the same person, two to one, you can beat them?"

In fact, in the pagoda, everything the Taoist lord and the old monk had already discussed was expected. It was expected that the feather would appear in the end and a temporary offensive and defensive alliance was reached. This is also the reason why the old monk was taken into the pagoda and not suppressed to pieces.

The world is silent, and everything is quiet. Only the Taoist who seizes the treasure and the saints of the Tianzhou People's Cult are in conversation. In his words, he is full of disdain for the other party, intending to anger the other party.

But things were not as smooth as expected. In addition to the power of the People's Education, another breath emerged, and the cold voice was full of disdain for the Taoist Treasure Hunt and the old monk.
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