Chapter 1250: Master, please be worshipped by the disciple

With a word, the world is shocked, and the four directions are rising!

The powerful golden veins surging through the world, mixed with the golden thunder in the sky, resembling the trial thunder from the ancient gods, full of violent and destructive oppression, directly evolving into a 30,000 zhang thunder hand, torn apart The universe shattered the eternal void, and shot the old monk's body of 3,600 zhang withered wood into the ground.

Smoke and dust soared into the sky, ripples everywhere, and millions of miles of land collapsed. I don't know how many tens of thousands of meters, like the terror of the land of Kyushu.

The divine light is dazzling, the thunder is vertical and horizontal, the golden patterns are intertwined with the void, the ancient figure wanders, the palms of the folding fan have strands of mysterious golden light flowing, and the hair is dancing without wind, giving people a vast, mysterious, stalwart, like extinct world. Cents.

"Amitabha!"

"You bully the poor monks too much!"

"Destroy the Dragon Seal!"

The withered wood old monk jumped out of a deep pit that was not too many feet underground. The body of 3,600 feet was intertwined with endless violent and bloodthirsty aura. The coercion of destruction swept across the sky, his palms folded, a Buddha's horn resounded, and the sky was dark. The word printing was shrouded, and a large black heavenly dragon measuring one hundred thousand feet tall was gathered.

The ferocious roar, roaring the world, the tentacles seem to pierce the heaven, destroying the end of eternity.

The sound of the dragon chant was endless, and the heaven and the earth collapsed and destroyed tens of millions of miles in a single sound, like the resurrection of the great dark dragon of the ancient sky, giving people the ultimate destruction.

If the Buddha doesn't save me, I am a demon!

One thought becomes a Buddha, one thought turns a demon!

The Buddha sits in the heart, and the devil rises from the heart!

The black and terrifying sky dragon seemed to be the essence, mixed with the ultimate terrifying will to destroy, opened the huge dragon mouth, and the sky full of black dragon's breath burned toward the ancient wasteland.

"Never mind, nothing else! All causes and effects are all in vain!"

"Today's cause and effect, I have experienced it before!"

"Heaven and Earth Alliance has always acted fair!"

Guhuang's palm folding fan slowly closed, and he glanced at Qiran next to him. The whole figure suddenly reached the giant Tianlong, and the golden patterns all over the sky disappeared. Obviously, he was about to take the blow.

The world is dead and depressed, only the ancient and wild hair fluttering, wearing a golden shirt agitated.

The black dragon's breath and thunder intertwined in the sky, and instantly swallowed the ancient wilderness.

"Do not!"

When Qiran on the ground saw the ancient wilderness disappear, his heart was greatly touched, and he let out a heart-piercing scream. This person has never been masked, but she has an inexplicable sense of familiarity, and claims to be hers. master.

Although she has never had a master and has always been a person, today this person gave her endless familiarity, as if she was the most important person.

Seeing being swallowed by the black dragon's breath, Qiran's heart was painful to madness.

She has too many questions...

There are too many and too many sufferings, the daughter-in-law doesn't want her, and just abandons her mercilessly.

Now this stranger but inexplicably familiar person will also disappear in front of her.

God! What did Qiran do wrong?

Why treat me like this!

Just as Qiran's thoughts were ashamed, and there was no love to be born, a lazy voice filled the void: "Apprentice, don't panic, be a good teacher!"

"Master Withered Wood, will the Buddha become a demon unless he saves you?"

"This is a great virtue, why is it degenerate, the vast world, billions of people, there is indeed too much injustice, too much selfishness."

"But isn't this just the great world, all sentient beings?"

"Anyone who is a practitioner of my generation can truly achieve nothing, no desire and no desire."

"Buddhist or devil, after all, it's the original mind."

"There is no sage to talk about the heart, but for the heart!"

"Master Withered Wood, you still want to know when!"

In the dark dragon's breath and the thunder, a figure slowly appeared, the golden light and shadow of the whole body were filled, the dragon's breath and the thunder autonomously split to both sides, the ancient wilderness stood holding hands, like a stroll in a leisurely courtyard, full of ethereal aura.

"Donor, it's a matter of argument, regardless of the heart, there is no saint in the heart."

"If you met earlier, the poor monk would not have come this far."

"Whether good or evil, Buddha or demons, they are all transformed by the heart. The Buddha does not save me, and the poor monks become demons by themselves."

"The heaven and the earth are not fair, and all beings have private interests, so the poor monk destroyed the heaven and the earth and buried all beings."

"It's not that the poor monk insists on being confused, but the world has no way, and all beings are prisoners!"

"Donor, you and the poor monk are already causal, take your disciple away!"

"The time for the poor monk to be sober is running out..."

Withered Wood Old Sengzong has turned into a demon, but his mind has not disappeared, only his heart full of misery and monstrous helplessness, because he has awakened very early.

He is just an experimental subject, a pitiful, pathetic experimental subject, unable to get out of the prison at all.

This is the eighteenth time he has seen Qiran...

Every time, he couldn't get rid of his control, and every time he was reduced to destroying the Buddha, and this time and space was restarted.

"Master Withered Wood, you are in sight!"

"All kinds of cause and effect are caused by rebels, and they will sit idly by."

"Qiran, come here!"

Guhuang's palm folding fan was gently unfolded, and a golden sacred radiance enveloped Qiran's body, and Qiran's injury was instantly recovered.

Ok! Today, let the name of the Tiandi League resound, no matter how the master is alone.

I am the general leader of the Heaven and Earth Alliance!

For the first time the Tiandi League appears, the momentum must be sufficient, the force must be high, and the starting point must be correct, to maintain the peace of the world and make the world full of love and justice.

"Master... Master..." Qiran was bathed in golden brilliance, feeling very comfortable all over, and walked timidly in front of Guhuang, but how could he not call the word "master"!

"Rebel!"

"Even if I forgot to be a teacher, this seat has no name thirteen!"

When the folding fan in the palm of the ancient wasteland is closed, it stands with one hand behind it. The light in the eyes is faintly intertwined with the power of the fairy, and there are countless characters lingering, full of vastness, stalwart, and endless mystery.

"boom!"

Qiran trembled all over, his soul seemed to be blown apart, the mark of life trembled violently, and the dust-covered endless memory picture emerged.

A series of memory images, as if the scenes of yesterday reappear.

Obscure, eternal emptiness, darkness and deathly silence, only a ray of consciousness is born, not knowing its years, not knowing everything, only endless darkness and death.

I don't know how many eras have passed!

In the endless chaos of darkness, a vast golden light and shadow appeared, a finger of aura poured into the depths of the chaos, and the figure of a young girl emerged.

"If you meet with fate, this seat will save you a hundred thousand epochs. May I worship this seat as a teacher!"

"willing!"

"Okay, I was born in Hongmeng, and I was born in Xuanhuang, and my name is not thirteen. You must remember clearly that you will endure all kinds of misery in the future. Will remember to unblock!"

"Master...Farewell to the disciple!"

The picture disappeared, and Qiran's eyes slowly opened, full of vastness, tears of joy flowed, and slowly knelt down, "Master, please be respected by the disciple!"

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