Unexpectedly, Qin Li was not only not defeated, but also destroyed the Futu Demon Island to prevent the Demon Emperor from coming.

"Good boy!"

The Great Saint of Nine Profound Mystery is surging.

He has been paying attention to the battle and can't help but cheer for Qin Li.

Even if he hates Qin Li's Great Sage, he has to admire his heroic posture.

"I wish Qianyuan peace and prosperity forever!"

The ritual officer shouted.

finally!

Nine Saints ascended to the top.

Long Fan and Zhao Guangming left.

They stood on the 108th floor with the Taiping Flag in hand.

"Please pray to God and ask for the orders of the people." The ritual officer shouted.

The Great Sage of Jiuxuan held the immortal substance in his hand, and the Great Sage of Guishou held the divine substance in his hand, walked to the golden oath table and poured it into the five-color jade tripod.

The two major matters are not integrated with each other and are clearly divided.

The Nine Saints kneeled down piously.

They began to chant ancient prayers:

"Great Qianyuan, the most profound Kunyuan! All things are born, and they will follow the heavens!"

"There are all things that are misty and create! The vast virtues are divided into five elements! The joyful and graceful all living beings! The vast and immortality of eternity..."

This is the "Qianyuan Prayer".

It is an ancient scripture composed by Emperor Qianyuan.

The whole article is filled with praise and praise for the origin of Qianyuan World.

In addition, three thousand boys recite scriptures, thousands of beasts roar, evening drums and morning bells, finally formed a song of heavenly sounds, spread throughout the thirty-three states, penetrated into time and space, touched the origin of Qianyuan's world, and responded.

Tear!

The void tear apart.

A dark crack was created.

It hangs down the power of the sky and turns into a nine-colored waterfall.

The Nine Saints were overjoyed, and it was even smoother than they thought, and shouted:

"Please also like a loving mother to enjoy the offering!"

loving mother.

Refers to the origin of the world.

Represents a feeling of longing for worship.

Tianwei Waterfall hangs on the golden tribute table.

The two major substances evaporate, the thirty-six holy products shatter, and turn into the original essence, the fairy light, divine light, and holy clouds all flow into the cracks in the sky.

The crack was helped by this, and it expanded in a daze and condensed an eyeball. This is the Eye of the World, which can also be called the Eye of Qianyuan.

There is no joy or sorrow, and the traces of Taoism are everywhere, and the chaotic color of the pupils reflects the devastation of the creatures in the thirty-two states.

call out!

The dry pupil blinked.

It shone a magical light.

The nine saints were shining with this, and golden and red light emerged from their bodies.

The first level of worshiping heaven is to inherit the will of heaven. The origin of the world only likes people with virtue. This light is a test.

"This is merit!"

"To be precise, it is the power of the earth soul."

"Although the earth soul is integrated into the body, the mark of merit has always been there."

All the nine saints exclaimed, and the uncontrollable merits emerged from their bodies, reflecting what they had done.

The yellow one is merit, and the red one is karma!

The former does good deeds, while the latter does evil!

Ordinary monks are at most entangled with merit.

A more powerful charity can gather merits and celebrate the clouds!

but.

The saint transcends the mundane.

He is either a great person or a cultivation that destroys the world.

A large amount of merit and karma is condensed to form a bright robe.

"My vision of merit, great robe!"

The Nine Saints' yellow robe looks even more sacred and noble.

Although there were several eye-catching karma red belts on the yellow robes of several saints, they were injustice.

"Why hasn't the merits and celebrations dissipated?"

"So it's the Great Saint of Nine Profound Profound!"

Everyone exclaimed.

Then I saw the remaining merits condensed.

It turned into an eight-petal golden hammer of merit and slowly fell down.

"Punishing evil golden hammer!" The Great Saint of Jiuxuan held the golden hammer and couldn't help but smile.
Chapter completed!