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The power of terror constantly tore at Hong Ling's spirit, making his flesh and blood continuously fall into the deep air. However, the nine toothed harrow that hit him flying has now converged the sudden burst of dense streamer, and has become extremely ordinary again.

The pig demon's mood just seemed to be very excited, but now it's strange to calm down. Its original stiff face somehow laughs strangely. It looks like a clay figurine with a smile, and doesn't know why he laughs at all.

"Su'e! They all said that you are still alive, but I clearly see that you are dead. If you do not die, how can I become a Buddha? "

The muttering pig demon walked slowly towards Hongling. The unceasing explosion of the terrible God Xi even made the flesh and blood scattered in the deep air wither rapidly, and the vitality in it was completely swallowed up. Coughing, coughing, coughing, coughing, coughing, coughing, coughing, coughing, coughing, coughing, coughing, coughing, coughing, coughing, coughing, coughing, coughing, coughing, coughing, coughing, coughing, coughing, coughing, coughing, coughing.

He raised his hand and gently wiped it on the sword, which made all the cracks of the God of sorrow shrink and heal in an instant, and soon disappeared. However, the sword meaning which was constantly stirring around him turned into a sword rain all over his body.

"It's a terrible monster. No wonder in the ancient books and records of previous lives, this man can command 80000 Tianhe water army. With the terrible power of such great masters, the pig demon is enough to be proud of all things!"

He quickly reversed the long sword, and Hung Ling took it with a sword flower and threw it forward fiercely, which made the sword instantly move all over the body and attack and kill the huge pig demon.

The sharp sword, which is constantly roaring, lights up the deep space within thousands of miles like a meteor fire rain, and the sword meaning mixed in it is like the aurora constantly turning up and pouring out, vaguely covering the entire void.

In a flash, the huge Sanskrit suddenly reverberated in his mind and all over the body, making Hongling's dark golden God light suddenly transformed into the golden Buddhist cultivation wish power, turning his whole dragon body into gold, making his defense reach a very terrible height.

The pig demon, who had been in a trance, suddenly turned pale and looked at Hong Ling with some doubts. He couldn't understand what had happened. But the next moment, the huge pure altar emissary was angry.

"You, you killed her, su'e, give it back to me, give me back su'e!"

The pig demon, who was completely in a frenzy, suddenly lifted the rake and struck down the tiny figure below, tearing the deep space apart.

"Hum, Tianpeng, don't you wake up?"

Suddenly, Hong Ling lifted up the sad sword covered with gold will, and stopped the jagged teeth of the falling harrow. A green muscle on his arm suddenly burst, making his golden blood slowly exude.

"Tianpeng, is my name Tianpeng? But why do they call me Wuneng? Am I Tianpeng or pig Wuneng? Or pig hyena

Ah! The giant pig demon suddenly hugged his head and kept roaring. He had been filled with the stillness all over his body, but now he was constantly surging, sketching out a disorderly divine text.

There are too many power attributes in this divine text, whether it's demons, ghosts, human beings, gods, Buddhas, and even the power of other gods.

Just looking at this messy chapter, Hong Ling felt that her original spirit was constantly shaking, as if she had been shocked by a terrible shock, and wanted to completely overthrow all the things of her own practice.

"What the hell is this? How can it be so terrible that even my mind is in disorder!"

Trying to calm her breath, Hong Ling looked at the roaring pig demon and frowned. She didn't know what was going on, but she had to resist the invasion of the pig demon.

If you don't quantify this force, I'm afraid that he will be completely assimilated by the text of the divine script, and then the living corpse of the great venerable will be formed, which is the same as that of the people who took scriptures in the eastern land!

"Hong Ling, you must be careful. Although this guy's strength is not the strongest among the eastern scholars, his divine text is very important, and you can't be careless!"

Xiao Qingyao is now in the sword array. She looks at the two figures facing each other with dignity. She has the heart to help, but she is too weak to know how to do it.

"Elder martial sister, what exactly is that Scripture?"

Once again, she took all the swords back to her side. With them, Hong Ling condensed into a huge array of twelve swords. She turned to Xiao Qingyao, who was watching from afar, hoping that she could provide some useful information for herself.

"That's the Sanzang Scripture. It's said that it can spread all kinds of spirits and create a grand and prosperous age. It's also the biggest taboo in the West in recent years."

Xiao Qingyao seemed to be very afraid of the Scripture. Even when she opened her mouth, the whole person trembled, which made Hong Ling completely surprised.

"In the past, the eastern land scholars had gone through thousands of mountains and rivers to obtain the Sanzang Scripture, and finally achieved the right result. Is this the divine text?"

"You can say it's it, or you can say it's not, because it's not the original Scripture anymore, but a lot of things have been added and deleted artificially. I'm afraid that even the people who wrote it can't recognize its true colors!""Why? Is it something important? "

For these three Tibetan scriptures, Hong Ling knew some secrets from many historical notes, but didn't these scriptures have been sent to the world and become the required classics of many Buddhist monks?

"I don't know a lot of things. After all, I've only been in the Daming Palace of the Western Heaven for a long time. If you want to know the origin and development of this matter, you'd better ask the east land scholar in person."

When she opened her mouth to respond to Hong Ling's doubts, Xiao Qingyao suddenly sensed that there was a majestic shadow emerging in the void, and then a stick shadow shot down rapidly, breaking the defensive sword array that the matchless emperor respected for her.

At the moment when the sword array was broken, the body shape of the peacock Daming king was also shattered. Even his peacock spirit was turned into many pieces, which were gathered together by a hairy monkey's claws, and then disappeared into the deep space.

"Elder martial sister!"

Hong Ling, who suddenly turned back, looked at the huge ape that had disappeared in a moment. His eyes were ready to crack. But the next moment, his sword array of thousands of feet in size was broken by Shengsheng.

The huge nine red harrow pushed across the twelve swords with thousands of feet, smashed these powerful magic instruments, and made Hong Ling spit out a mouthful of dead blood. Even his writings on the Western celestial era were extinguished and his body was broken again.

"Wushuang emperor respects Hongling. If you want to come and ask for someone, please enter the era star road. We will wait for you there."

The giant pig demon looked at Hongling's broken body, then slowly dragged the rake, step by step into the dark deep space, leaving only his tiny consciousness gathering flesh and blood, intending to restore all the power.

"It's so strong. What kind of power is this? How do these two guys do it? I can't even resist their attack. What kind of monsters are they? "

The blood and flesh are constantly gathering, forming a broken figure full of cracks. Now, Hongling's eyes and body are dripping with blood. Those wounds that should have been rapidly contracted and healed have been almost weakened to the extreme.

Even though he had the great master's divine light in the process of dissolving the heterogeneous God Xi in his body, the process was not only extremely painful, but also very slow. It was afraid that without a long time of resolution, it was impossible to restore his strength to the peak state.

But now Hongling can't wait. Xiao Qingyao is taken away by the monk with a hairy face and Lei Gong's mouth. If he delays further, he is afraid that the elder martial sister will be in danger.

It is not known whether he was an enemy or a friend with the scholars of the eastern regions. However, if Xiao Qingyao was hurt in any way, Hong Ling could not forgive himself in this life, because he had to go to jiyuanxing road.

"I hope you don't do something that I regret all my life. Otherwise, I don't care whether you are grand sage of Qitian or marshal Tianpeng, as long as you care about everything, you will die for me!"

Suddenly, he pinched his fist. Hong Ling quickly moved his body and swept towards the distant star road. He didn't dare to delay for too long. No one could guarantee that the group of Buddhist soldiers from the eastern land would treat Xiao Qingyao kindly, even though they had known each other.

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