Chapter 932

Ye Fan looked at the Immortal Emperor inexplicably, but then smiled.

The world of Yang Mei immortal does not have the conditions for the reappearance of Buddhism.

Therefore, if you want Buddhism to reappear in this world, unless Yang Meida integrates the Dharma again, it is equivalent to dismantling the world.

So Yang Mei will not do such a thankless thing.

Besides, he has been frightened by the loopholes in the world.

Seeing ye fan shaking his head, Yang Mei immortal didn't say anything, and directly ignored the Immortal Emperor's proposal.

He looked at Ye Fan and asked, "I don't know if the invasion of Taixu demon God has anything to do with Jianjun?"

Ye Fan returned to the top of Jiuchong cloud with his hands on his back, and his voice floated down leisurely:

"It has its own noumenon to judge. Even if it is related to the sword king, if he dares to live in the famine of cholera, he will not escape the end of death."

He cautioned:

"There's not much time left for your world. It's better to improve your strength this time. Although Zhao Gongming is a koi, no one knows when he will run out of his luck. You still have to rely on yourself to survive. Casting the temple is just a condition for you."

"So if you want to survive, you have to strengthen yourself!"

Yang Mei nodded and said nothing more.

He knew that ye Fanyan had done so much and could no longer help them better through the disaster.

Only self-improvement is their way out.

And the temple has been helping the whole chaos improve its overall strength.

Maybe his mission is to help chaos escape this disaster.

As the prompt sound above the hall sounded again and time began to pass again, people suddenly felt that it was no longer so difficult to survive.

In the famine.

Buddha Bodhisattvas are like great enemies. Even the way of heaven, which has been in charge of the overall situation in Zixiao palace, can't sit still.

They felt the pressure from the saints of Hongmeng, and a determined heart was born in their hearts.

"If the war is not successful, it will become benevolence. Success or failure, at least we have left an example for the latecomers. Perhaps it means that one day they have excavated the relics left by our wonton, which will make them have more courage to resist the darkness."

"Ding! Congratulations on getting Hongmeng purple gas. Please check it!"

Ying Zheng's face trembled and his hands trembled, often inexplicably.

He looked at the purple breath rotating in the receiving pool and was very excited.

In the face of the temptation of Hongmeng purple gas, even this eternal emperor can't stand it. This is Hongmeng purple gas. He has stayed in Zhunsheng for less than ten years. Now he has the opportunity to become a saint. No one can keep calm.

Everyone also looked at it one after another. Unexpectedly, the human Lord got the Hongmeng purple Qi. In this way, the human world has been able to stand at the same height as the heaven world.

Ling LAN looked at him with a happy face and looked equally proud. Before, she was worried that Ying Zheng's life level could not be equal to him, resulting in the regression of cultivation, but now it seems that she doesn't have to worry.

If practitioners want to give birth to the next generation, the life level must be at the same height.

Otherwise, the essence of the body will be refined directly as nourishment and unable to form the seeds of life. This is why the higher the life level is, the less offspring will be.

At the moment, even Haotian looked at Ying Zheng in surprise. This potential enemy finally became a saint.

However, the way of heaven has already formulated rules. The two worlds are irrelevant and should not interfere with each other. This is a decision made for the sake of consensus.

On the fifth floor of the temple, Shen Gongbao, Bodhi sage and Zhen Yuanzi have obtained taboo magic powers from them, and their overall strength has been greatly improved. Although the realm remains the same, if they are asked to challenge the strong one who is a big level higher than them, they can win it steadily.

"What's the sound?" Shen Gongbao and others who just came out looked up at the sky and looked at the wall of the wasteland through the cast temple.

I saw that under the cleaning of the chaotic storm, the wall of the Honghuang boundary was crumbling.

The whole desolate world is shaking. I'm still under the condition that the Taixu demon God didn't attack.

"It seems that the enemy this time is hundreds of times stronger than before. I wonder if Zixu can come back!"

Shen Gongbao said with a rather disappointed look.

"Whether we can come back or not, we have existed, fought and tried."

Zhenyuanzi's clothes were fluttering, and he walked directly down with his big sleeves thrown away.

Bodhi sage's heroic spirit is dry clouds. At this moment, he seems to have come back to life. The old fairy spirit has disappeared and replaced by a look of war.

He looked at Shen Gongbao: "it's not a bad thing to have the honor to fight with you."

"I didn't see your command before in the famine. Now I want to broaden my horizons. I don't know if I can meet you again?"

"Well, well, since Taoist friends have said so, why can't I?"

Shen Gongbao is also a happy man. Say it, step directly out of the fifth floor and walk outside the cast temple.

It's another question whether he can survive this trip, but he's going to kill a happy man today!

He wants everyone in the world to know that I am a unlucky man, and I am not a plague God that everyone is afraid of, but a gatekeeper of the flood and famine!

They walked together. In addition to casting the temple, they went to the endless starry sky and waited for the departure of the Buddha.

At this time, on the second floor, our disciples sat on the ground. Almost everyone had purple Qi rising, that is to say, almost everyone here got Hongmeng purple Qi.

Of course, this was not what they got, but what Zhao Gongming, who was tired and collapsed, did.

At the moment, Zhao Gongming was pale and bloodless. Even if the clouds nearby kept swallowing pills for him, they could not supplement the power of the world he consumed.

It can be seen how much strength he has paid for the survival of famine and the stability in chaos.

The leader of Tongtian cult looked at Zhao Gongming with some worry and said, "are you okay? Can you insist again?"

Then he took out three top-grade Huitian pills and said, "eat them and continue!"

Looking at his disciples, he was also distressed, but the current situation is not optimistic, and they can't relax and stop.

Zhao Gongming got up with difficulty, nodded and said, "master, the disciples are OK."

Then he swallowed the Huitian pill, and the cloud fairy next to him helped Zhao Gongming to the Taixu roulette with tears in his eyes.

With a click, the Taiji wheel that had stopped turned again. Zhao Gongming's body was infinitely tall and straight in the golden light. His right hand holding the handle had green tendons, gritting his teeth and insisting on turning the Taixu wheel.

At the moment, not only Buddhism, but also the god Buddha in the sky stared at the figure very seriously at this moment. Before almost every battle, Zhao Guomin's role was to provide them with weapons.

But it has never been like this, so that they know what is a common enemy.