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Chapter 174 Hero?(2/2)

"So, I have to come down." The Demon Emperor smiled bitterly: "Even if I die at the hands of the emperor, I am willing to do so."

"At your level, you will be almost immortal and will last forever." Emperor Donghua sighed: "As long as you surrender and surrender to the heavenly court, you can also retain your current status and honor, and it is even more acceptable to have a good reputation.

Why bother to enjoy wealth and honor so much without cherishing your life?”

"Even though thousands of people, I'm leaving."

Lingshan.

The Buddha Emperor, who closed his eyes and was silent, slowly opened his eyes.

There was a hint of helplessness in his eyes. He looked down at the countless Buddhists kneeling in front of him, but there was a hint of bitterness in the old Buddha's eyebrows.

"After you have entered Buddhism, you should let go of all your illusions, but why are you still feeling a little calmer?" The Buddha Emperor sighed: "I have practiced in Lingshan for countless years, and I can see through fame and fortune and ignore the illusions, but

What have you done again?”

No one dared to speak out in the millions of Buddhists in front of him.

Over the past tens of millions of years, the Buddha Emperor has already practiced to the point of being neither happy nor angry, neither angry nor ignorant.

However, now all Buddhists seem to hear the thrilling anger of the Buddha Emperor.

"What a creature the Demon Lord is? Even if I take action, I am not sure." A chill flashed in the eyes of the Buddha's world: "This time, the Demon Lord led the demon clan to break into the Western Realm unscrupulously. Is his goal?

Is it still unclear? At this moment, the Emperor of Heaven was entangled in the Heavenly Palace and could not escape. The other three emperors had met the strongest. If possible, do you think this emperor would turn a blind eye to the demons so provocatively? Just because of you

How many Buddhists died at the hands of the demons? What do you think this emperor should do now?"

All Buddhists dared not speak, but many creatures were shocked by the hearts of the storm.

In the Western world, Buddha has always been respected, and many Buddhists are above all else. How can they allow millions of demons to rush into the Buddha's realm?

With just one fierce battle, millions of Buddhists were wiped out, almost half of their combat power had been lost.

Even if the Buddha Emperor's heart is as calm as water, he would not help but feel angry in his heart at this time.

But the situation in the heaven is unclear at this time, and there is no chance to fight the devils to death.

"Please ask the Buddha to avenge many fellow disciples and support the way of heaven." An ancient Buddha sighed: "Subduing demons and eliminating demons is the duty of the way of Buddhism. I hope the Buddha will take action."

The Buddha closed his eyes, but he finally didn't speak.

If possible, the Buddha Emperor never wanted to talk to these stone-filled Buddhists in his life.,,,,,,

Zhan Wubai's momentum is getting stronger and stronger.

With the explosion of endless momentum, Jinlian lotus from Zhan Wubai appeared in front of him. Each golden lotus from the great way circled, like a bright lamp in endless darkness.

At this time, Zhan Wuhuo was like an ancient god standing in the abyss, with divine light shining on the heaven and earth.

There was a hint of excitement in Zhuo Junlin's eyes, and he felt his blood boiling. He was forced by the momentum of Zhan Wubai. Zhuo Junlin only felt that the blood in his body seemed to be about to burn, and there seemed to be something on his body.

Exert endless power.

As if part of the Iron Sword was part of its own arm, it could not help but tremble slightly at this moment.

"How is this possible?" Daozi's face changed rapidly: "This sword is the secret of the Taoist sect. Even if I spent decades, I could not match the sword spirit. Although Mr. Zhuo is extremely talented,

But what method can we use to fit this magic sword into such a perfect state."

There were hundreds of geniuses present, and any of them were knowledgeable and extraordinary people. At this time, no one had ever heard of any creature's ability to achieve perfection with magical weapons and weapons. Even if they were warm with their own great power, they had never heard of the perfection.

The natal weapons raised also need to be tempered and fusion.

"Junior Brother Zhuo is worthy of being a peerless genius that my Taoist sect likes. After this time, he will be my disciple of the Qingtian Sect." Luo Shuixian chuckled: "When it comes to this matter, I will definitely report to the leader and list him as an inner sect.

Core disciple.”

"roll."

Wan Liyun couldn't help but be furious: "Junior Sister Luo, this Young Master Zhuo has already mastered the light body skills of our Wan family, so he has naturally become a disciple of our Wan family. Are you robbing it clearly?"

"Young Master Zhuo is such an unparalleled genius, it should be cultivated by our Changfeng Royal Family." Yang Zhan laughed: "If you have a deep foundation, which school can compare with the Yang family? I can join me.

After the Changfeng Empire, when Mr. Zhuo breaks the territory and becomes a saint, he can be sent to the God of War in Daxue Mountain, right, Sister Jun." As he spoke, he blinked at Yang Wenjun repeatedly.

Yang Wenjun touched his forehead with his hand, but his face turned blue with anger.

At this time, the victory or defeat on the battlefield was not decided, but the strangeness of the undefeated battle was unknown. These countless geniuses who were gentle and elegant in daily life competed for the issue of Zhuo Junlin's future belongings at the first time.

If it weren't for the foreign enemies around him at this time, Yang Wenjun would even doubt whether these human geniuses would start to do it first.

At this time, Yang Wenjun really wanted to slap each person and asked loudly: How big is your heart? Can you still have some shame?

The sword comes out.

Like a cold moon approaching the sky, the light shines in the world.

Knife cut.

It's like the underworld coming to the world, changing the world.

"No, this is the power of the holy realm." Daozi's face changed rapidly: "This battle is worthy of being a few geniuses in the Heavenly Court. They can actually mobilize the power of the holy realm during the period of the God Transformation Realm."

"No, the battle is undefeated, it is a holy realm." Yang Wenjun sighed softly.

"How is this possible?" The Buddha's son also changed his face: "Jhan Wubai was still in the realm of the God Transformation Realm, and we all have obvious to all. How could he suddenly break through the holy realm?"

"With Zhan Wufei's cultivation, he has already killed himself many times. His cultivation has reached an unsuppressible point, so he has to use peerless means to seal part of his cultivation. At this time, Zhan Wufei's seal was unsealed from his own seal and break through to the Saint

The realm was natural. But even I didn’t expect that Zhan Wubai was so strong that it was so amazing.”

"Then the fighting power of the undefeated battle needs to be improved?" Ruzi couldn't help but be anxious.

"It's not just about improving combat power. Although the realm of God Transformation and the realm of holy are just a big difference, they are a difference between heaven and heaven." A trace of solemnity flashed in Yang Wenjun's eyes: "The battle is undefeated at this time.

, the combat power is increased by at least ten times. This is similar to Zhan Kuangtian's crazy skill, but the combat power is even stronger at this time."

At this time, Yang Wenjun's eyes were full of fear.

Even in the past imagination, the Ten Shows of Heaven might have outstanding combat power, which is a great victory for an era. But after all, in the same realm, each of them is a great reputation that comes from the sea of ​​corpses and blood. Yang Wenjun asks himself if he wants to do so.

He will be weaker than anyone in the world, even if he is at the top, he has never been able to do so. However, the peerless power of undefeated battle at this time made Yang Wenjun sigh.

The sword intent covers the world.

The sword will destroy the sky and destroy the earth.

The two figures intertwined, and the divine light flashed without extinguishing.

Zhuo Junlin seems to be a war god from ancient times, with a great divine light on his body and a sword intent illuminating the world.

The snow-bright sword light seemed to be invincible, as if everything that blocked Zhuo Junlin's sword light was retreating under one sword, and the sharpness came, all evil people avoided it.

The demonic energy spreads across the sky above the blade of the Wuhuang Zhan, and the ink-black sword intent covers the sky and the sun.

Wherever the blade reaches, everything seems to be swallowed up in the demonic energy. Where the knife's intention passes, everything returns to silence.

The sword shadows and sword lights fill the sky, and the golden light array fills the world.

After four hours, the two men's offensive gradually became dull,,,,,,

Zhan Wubai broke his arm, and his hand holding the knife was broken inch by inch, and he was only supported by his bravery. Half of his face was cut off, and the flesh and blood were gone, and all the blue shirt and robe were soaked in blood.

Compared to Wushou, Zhuo Junlin's situation was even more miserable, with no one intact in his body. There was only bones left in his limbs, and no flesh or blood was seen at all. His eyes were lost, but the long sword in his hand was still pointing to Wushou.

.

"I'm defeated." Zhan Wubai smiled indifferently, but he was indescribably weird and ferocious.

Even though the many geniuses present had their reputations from the sea of ​​blood, they could not help but feel their scalp numb. However, they never thought that life and death on the battlefield would be so miserable.

If they were not both people in the Taoist practice, as long as they still had a breath and were not destroyed, they would not be fatal. Any wound on the two people's bodies, if they were put on ordinary people, would be fatal and it would be difficult for gods to continue.

"You are not defeated." Zhuo Junlin sighed softly: "At this moment, my injury is far worse than you. If you continue to fight, even if you only have one-tenth of the combat power left, I

But he has lost all his combat power."

"I broke through the power of the holy realm, and even used the power of transcending the holy realm with my secret technique." Zhan Wubai smiled bitterly, his voice becoming more and more miserable: "You are just the cultivation level of the Shackle Realm now, but you can cross the border with me.

Confront each other. At the same level, I was defeated without any complaints. But I couldn't figure out how far you had practiced the swordsmanship to, and you could ignore the suppression of the realm. After today, Mr. Zhuo, you are enough to be

He was known as a human hero."

Zhuo Junlin smiled bitterly.

In today's battle, even Zhuo Junlin himself did not understand what was going on. Even he could not figure out why his combat power was suddenly so powerful. Especially when he held the iron sword that he had held.

It's like an old friend meeting, and it's perfectly matched with his own magical powers. Rather than saying that Zhan Wufei is defeated in his own hands, it's better to say that the iron sword has a spirit. With the help of Zhuo Junlin, Zhan Wufei was given a head-on blow

.

"Hero, these two words are too heavy. In this life, I will not have the chance to have these two words." Zhuo Junlin sighed softly: "This world is too big, I only want to do my best to protect my own friends,

Brothers, relatives. As for the people, hehe,,,,”

The many geniuses present couldn't help but feel their scalp numb when they heard this.

Who doesn’t want to be a hero in this world?

Even if it is a Taoist Buddhist sect that is known as fame and fortune, it will also shine in the competition for hundreds of boats. What you really want to do is to become a great hero who stands tall and strong.

But what kind of thought this young man had was that all the geniuses couldn't guess thoroughly.
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