Chapter 869

The friars in China are in despair. Even the burialists help the western religion. Does China have a chance?

Although the number of burialists is small, they are very mysterious. He has been living in the border between the demons and China for many years. In particular, the king of burial is a very powerful Immortal King. The king of ghost and the king of burial are two different kinds in the Ninth Heaven of the Middle Earth. Few people dare to provoke them.

Sad pain of close eyes, has given up the rescue of Hongzheng.

Now in this situation, is there any big difference between saving and not saving?

period.

Even if Hong Zheng was saved, with the help of the western religion of burying the king, it would be like a tiger adding wings.

It's not easy to admire, but the lost king looks at the burial king.

"Bury the king, is that what you mean?" The lost king asked in a deep voice. No one thought that at this time, the burialists would join the camp of western religion.

Is heaven really going to destroy the Middle Earth?

The burial King's face was expressionless: "this world should change. The Middle Earth is half the body of the immortal in the cup. Sooner or later, it will be taken back. I've been in the world for countless years, and I don't want to stay any longer. I want to see the outside world. As the saying goes, if you ask Chao, you can die in the evening... Even if you die, I want to see the scenery outside. "

He had a lonely look on his face.

Yes, they are equivalent to trapped animals. They are trapped in the world in the cup and are difficult to get out. The ordinary light of the outside world can pierce their defense.

When it comes to the cultivation of burying the king, he is no longer satisfied with being trapped in the world. He wants to go further, and if he wants to go further, he must change!

If we want to change, we must subvert the whole world. The first step towards reform is to help the western religion destroy China!

Therefore, burying the weeping God to help the western religion means burying the king!

"I see." Mu Buyi nodded, then turned around and said, "let's go..."

Let's go, it shows that he has completely lost confidence in China!

Big hand across the air, directly to the Hongzheng.

Hong Zheng sighed, and then gave up the resistance.

"It's over. China and Mongolia should not exist, much less Hongmeng." The son of hope, the emperor of disease, and the son of the dark god all agree that the situation is extremely critical.

Time goes back to an hour ago, in the endless sea.

Situ Xuan looked up at the endless sea with deep eyes. He sensed that the real body was at the other end of the endless sea. He could see the real body through the past.

In the bottom of the sea, there is a God's nest, just like a honeycomb.

He broke in, and the closer he got to it, the more he could sense the trace of his real existence.

The memory fragments in his mind are also more and more, and in the end, they are madly clear.

"I used to be just a projection. My life is just his projection. Everything I have in my hands will be his nourishment. What a cruel body. " Situ Xuan sighed.

Outside the world in the cup, Meng xuanmei's heart glows, and the cosmic crystal constantly vibrates. He had already sensed that situ Xuan was in constant contact with him and wanted to return. However, they were blocked by the barriers between the world in the cup and the outside world, and it was difficult to knock.

"Situ Xuan... I am the real body, the world in the cup. I will come back, but not now." Meng Xuan's voice passed through the crystal of the universe and was constantly transmitted to situ Xuan's mind.

Situ Xuan was shocked and closed his eyes.

This is the first time that he felt the real existence of the real body, and also the first time that he heard the voice of the real body.

To him, it was like the LORD God. He sighed, knowing that he had lost, and that he would never have the chance to turn over and restrain himself.

In his induction, the real body has been walking in front of him, looking down on him forever. Even if his cultivation is against heaven and can be invincible, it is difficult to swallow his real body.

This is a congenital rule, which was predestined before the birth of the road.

"Now I want you to do one thing and go to the two boundary mountains to help China win. As for the gods of western religion, how many can they kill? Don't keep your hands on them. " Meng Xuan's voice was very cold, like an order.

He can't resist!

And he didn't want to fight!

"OK, I promise you..." situ Xuan said softly.

Meng Xuan got situ Xuan's recovery, nodded with satisfaction, and began to enter the forbidden sea area.

Two boundary mountain, buffer zone, Hong Zheng has despair.

Big hand across the air, very overbearing, it is necessary to completely wipe it out.

However, at this time, between heaven and earth, the purple and golden breath is vast, spreading 30 million Li. All the way from the endless sea floating over!

In ancient times, there was a legend that Laozi left Hangu pass in the west, which was full of purple.

Today, Ziqi stretches 30 million Li. How similar is the situation?

"Where did the purple come from?" The son of hope looks away suspiciously.

With a loud bang, the whole third world trembled.

Purple is more and more thick, more and more vast, to the end, completely covered here.

A breath appeared that made everyone tremble.

Then, in the endless purple, at the end of the world beyond. An old figure, leaning on crutches, appeared a circle of waves at the foot, walking in the void, rushed here.

"Zhongtu jiuchongtian, the most gifted creature, situ Xuan, who has been practicing Taoism for 80 years, has come to fight!" Before situ xuanren arrived, his voice was like thunder, covering this place!

People from both China and the West were stunned.

Even the first genius of that year, Gongsun Li and Feng Jiuyou, were immortal kings who had practiced for hundreds of years. But situ Xuan, who had been practicing for only 90 years, was too young for them.

But situ Xuan didn't practice for 90 years before, and he took the last move to realize the Tao. And he is too strong, so in people's concept, he is a senior strong man.

But in a real sense, he is younger than everyone here. Although the emperor of epidemic disease is a younger generation, he can even be the ancestor of situ Xuan in terms of age!

After ten breaths, the Chinese friars and the Western Protoss responded.

Yes, although he is an alien, he is fully qualified to participate in the battle of liangjieshan!

Ten breath time, situ Xuan has come here. He is too powerful, the saint's posture shows to the extreme, and appears directly in front of Hong Zheng, allowing three powerful attacks to fall on him.

Then, he gently raised the palm of his hand to meet the son of hope.

Bang, the palm of the son of hope collided with it.

After the powerful and terrible palm collided with situ Xuan, it only made a slight crack sound, just like a piece of cloth was torn, and then disappeared into the invisible.

But the son of hope felt the terror, and his body faltered for a while, and the corner of his mouth had spilled blood!

There was a look of horror in his eyes, because situ Xuan was almost invincible!