"Jiang Beichen's eyes didn't move. He looked at the direction of Nantianmen, and his heart seemed to be in one place!
Dragon Qi is rolling from all directions. At this moment, Jiuzhou Qi and fortune gather here and turn into nine sharp swords to ride the dragon.
Open the sky and despise the sky!
This is not a one-man battle!
This is the battle between the whole Terran and heaven and man!
This is the most eye-catching war in thousands of years!
That man, the most powerful man in the world, is creating a bright way out for the Terran!
Although, there is little hope!
Although, mole ants shake the sky!
Thousands of practitioners still carry the hope of the past!
The sound of chanting and praying came from the direction of the holy palace in the West.
In the direction of Penglai in the East, there is also the sound of wanton singing!
In the bamboo forest in the South China Sea, a saint looked up at the sky with shining eyes and praised the man's merit!
On the glacier in the north, an old fisherman slightly opened his eyes, shook his head and sighed to the child next to him.
On the vast land, in the unknown secret land of Dongtian, countless eyes are staring at this unprecedented war!
Bang! Bang!
The sound of killing, the bell of magic instruments and the angry scolding of the great God came from heaven from time to time.
The fire of the red lotus industry burned more and more fiercely, dyeing the whole sky red.
At this moment, people all over the world will see this vision of heaven and earth.
This is the battle of dimension, the battle between man and God, which is related to the fate of the whole human race!
Even though they didn't know what had happened, they had an inexplicable expectation from the bottom of their hearts.
This is the expectation written in the gene and the cry in reincarnation!
It is the most needed and urgent life of the Terran!
However, the end of glory is the end!
This war, no matter how impassioned, will eventually come to an end!
When Zhao Shuo lost his skills and reached the peak of his life, it also heralded the end of being regretful and gloomy.
A quarter of an hour later, the fire of the red lotus industry dissipated, the gullies in the sky gradually closed, and the South Tianmen gate gradually disappeared in the virtual shadow.
"Father!"
Jiang Beichen showed his eyes and stamped his feet, ready to ascend to the sky.
But he didn't have the magic power of his father. After all, he fell down and tried to drive the Dragon Qi.
But at the moment, Jiuzhou dragon Qi rolled down like five finger mountain, pressing him on the main peak!
This is my father's last resort. I don't want him to lose his mind and make fearless sacrifices!
The sky is completely closed, the virtual shadow disappears, and there is no mirage!
Little stars fall from the sky like Datura, fragrant and pathetic!
A sigh came from all directions.
No matter what the outcome of this war, there will be no man in the world!
However, on his own, he broke through the South Gate of heaven and fought with the great God for no less than a quarter of an hour, which has created a myth!
He proved himself in his own way and defended the dignity of the human race! The most powerful person in the world has never been before, and there will be no future! This name is true!
What a gorgeous and heroic chapter this is!
An old voice came from the holy palace.
A skinny old man was full of tears.
A naive child with scriptures nearby said in surprise, "elder... Why are you crying?"
"King Yu lie, I once discussed Dharma with him. During the conversation, I often put it in a word. It is easier to know than to do. He is a real Bodhisattva. I might as well!"
The old man sighed, wiped his tears, brushed his sleeve and said, "chant the Scriptures and send him the last journey!"
"Buzz bazara..."
The sound of chanting scriptures was transmitted from the holy palace and faintly spread all over 100000 mountains!
Jiang Beichen looked at the west, his heart trembled slightly, and knelt down slowly.
He took out the shark beads and tried to help his father lead the soul, hoping to guide his father to a good place.
But it's no use. The war was fierce. My father's soul was already broken. The falling stars were burned by the fire of Honglian industry. What else is left?
"Father!"
Jiang Beichen can only keep reaching out to pick up, hoping to hold these golden stars in the palm of his hand.
But it is like a snowflake that falls on the palm and gradually melts.
"Father!"
Jiang Beichen was so heartbroken that he knelt on the ground and cried.
In the sky, the golden fragments condensed into a smiling face, and then went west.
The power of Scripture is incredible.
I didn't expect it to really play some role!
The voice of the old man came from the holy palace: "go to the west, there is 100 billion Buddha land, there is a world, called blissful, may king yulie drive Cihang and visit the world again!"
Then, the magnificent voice gathered from all directions!
"Congratulations to King yulie Zhao Shuo!"
"Congratulations to King yulie Zhao Shuo!"
"Congratulations to King yulie Zhao Shuo!"