Rebirth of the Urban Mad Immortal

"He Yun!"

Jun Wushuang's face suddenly turned pale at this moment.

In the old days of China, although many people walked out, there were very few people familiar with it.

There are only a handful of people close to him.

He Yunyao had no news for two hundred years, but Jun Wushuang knew that she was also close to Qin Xuan.

now……

At the moment when Jun Wu double-faced his sadness, the void split, and He Yun fell from it.

She knelt on the ground, bleeding from the corners of her mouth.

"Still alive!"

"you are still alive!?"

The Seven Supremes, at this moment, looked at He Yun incredible.

"I wasted a piece of Xianxian Talisman!" He Yun's voice was hoarse, and she turned to look at Mo Qinglian, "She is completely enchanted."

"Little guy, what should I do!?"

Endless bitterness appeared in He Yun's eyes, and he was thinking about how to break the catastrophe.

Qin Xuan would not allow Mo Qinglian to fall. Although Mo Qinglian is now strong, if it is the active hand of Xianmai, Mo Qinglian... can't resist it.

"Amitabha!"

The Buddha's light is vast, and in the distance, the void splits, and a Buddha slowly walks out of it. The vast Buddha's light is like a universal living beings.

The Lord of the Immortal Zen Temple appeared, he squeezed the Buddha's ceremony with one hand, and walked on the golden clouds, the vast Buddha light, like a shining star dome.

After the Buddha's light passed, the panic, terror, anxiety, grief and anger in everyone seemed to disappear.

Even the starry sky dyed like a sea of ​​blood and resentment spirit, at this moment, like Ruo Chunxue meets the scorching sun.

The Lord of the Immortal Temple came, and he looked at Mo Qinglian.

"Trillions of killings, the devil is like this!"

Behind him, the vast Buddha's light condensed, and suddenly, a three million-meter golden Buddha appeared in the star dome.

The golden Buddha is as big as the stars, and they are becoming smaller and smaller.

Mo Qinglian stepped forward, and the Master of the Immortal Zen Temple also started at the same time.

The three million-foot golden Buddha behind him, with a palm like a star firmament, headed towards Mo Qinglian.

boom!

The entire star dome is about to split in the distance, and the sea of ​​blood is annihilated. The blood thick as blood, under this palm, seems to be shaken away.

Mo Qinglian looked up to the sky, and she let out a roar.

The body suffered countless blood evil spirits, at this moment, it turned into a blood sword, which was tens of thousands of feet, like the sky of stars.

The master of Xianchan Temple lowered his eyebrows, he looked at Mo Qinglian, the Buddha's name was like thunder.

"Donor, the sea of ​​suffering is boundless, the end of the devil's way, come back!"

Under the palm of the vast golden Buddha, tens of thousands of feet of blood-colored giant sword, crumbled to pieces.

Mo Qinglian's mouth is bleeding, but she is even more crazy, like a peerless demon who is not afraid of the world, there is only one word...

kill!

The blood sword condensed again, and fell in the palm of the Buddha.

Amid the roar, the blood sword shattered, but Mo Qinglian seemed to be tireless.

Under the tragedy of trillions of blood, she did not know how much her power was raised.

Thirteen blood swords, all shattered under the vast golden Buddha.

Until, the fourteenth way.

boom!

I saw the vast Buddha palm, at this moment, a crack appeared.

The eyes of the master of the Xianchan Temple shuddered slightly, looking at the cracked Buddha palm, a blood sword, volleyed out, and cut him straight.

This blood sword is too terrifying, not weaker than the full blow of the Mahayana Peak Immortal Vessel Supreme.

The Lord of the Immortal Zen Temple is a vast Buddha, and he wants to do it.

But there is a golden bowl, faster than him.

The Buddha of the Pure Land stepped out of the void, the golden bowl was like a mountain, and the blood sword was directly crushed.

The two great immortal Buddha masters all came from this.

"Trillions of cause and effect are gathered in one person." The Pure Land Buddha looked at the blood coat and sighed softly, "Why bother!"

The golden bowl moved again, like a big sun, suppressing Mo Qinglian.

The sea of ​​blood is overwhelming, like no golden sun.

Boom boom boom...

The monstrous blood, at this moment, was shaken and scattered.

The golden bowl went straight to Mo Qinglian.

Until, the golden bowl roared and landed on the blood coat.

In an instant, Mo Qinglian's body dropped a full 30,000 feet, as if he wanted to be suppressed at the bottom of the star dome.

"As expected to be the Lord of Immortal Vessels!"

Zhenhuang took a deep breath, and the two masters of the Buddha, Dao, and Immortal Veins hadn't made any moves for many years.

Buddhism has no controversy, and the masters of the two immortal veins seldom really do anything, but now, it makes the hearts of the seven supreme trembling.

The power of that woman's enchantment is absolutely not weak, seven people can't resist, but the active hands of the two immortal veins are ruined, suppressing the blood cloak.

"Buddha Lord, just surrender!"

Xiao Wu came across the starry sky and said quickly.

The lord of the two immortal veins looked at each other and shook his head slightly, "Surrender is no different from killing!"

"My Buddha is merciful, she is already half a step away!"

The owner of the Xianchan Temple sighed with pity, "With his talent, if you follow the right path, maybe... Xiantu is promising, but it's a pity!"

Xiao Wu's expression became more complicated, and the way of heaven could not tolerate trillions of murders.

When the punishment landed, Mo Qinglian would definitely die.

She knew very well that Mo Qinglian died under the punishment of heaven, and she had no choice but to be killed by the two great Buddhas.

At this moment, a roar sounded, even more roaring.

"Buddha!?"

"You can survive the world, but you can't survive me!?"

"The gods and Buddhas in the sky, what's the use... kill!"

Mo Qinglian's voice suddenly spread from under the golden bowl, causing the expression of the two immortal masters to change slightly.

I saw a vast **** hand under the golden bowl, holding the golden bowl soaring into the air.

Mo Qinglian, with bleeding from the corners of her mouth, revealed a touch of clarity in her eyes.

In those **** eyes, there was a little black pupil, looking at everyone in front of him.

"kill!"

In her voice, blood danced wildly, and her **** hands shook, shaking the golden bowl flying.

Immediately, she stepped across the star dome.

A blood suit, like a demon in the sky of stars, the monstrous blood behind him, at this moment, gathered in his hand.

There seemed to be endless sarcasm at the corner of Mo Qinglian's mouth, "Bald donkey, if you want to **** me, it's up to you!"

Suddenly, in the palm of his hand, like an endless blood sword, each sword was three feet long, as if countless blood sins, resentful souls, the master of the two immortal veins, could not help but frown and glance at each other.

Immediately, the endless blood sword, if covered with a starry sky, a vast rain of blood, slew towards the master of the two immortal veins.

The seven supreme beings, including He Yun, all have their pupils shrinking slightly.

"Retreat!"

The two great Buddha masters even utter the sound of Buddha.

There is a vast Buddha light, like an open pure land, appearing in front of them.

Boom boom boom...

In an instant, the entire star dome was almost filled with blood and Buddha's light.

Mo Qinglian's mouth kept bleeding, but she didn't seem to notice it.

Even more Buddha light opened up, and the two Buddha masters frowned.

The master of the Immortal Zen Temple, with the seal of the Buddha in his hand, in the star dome, the Buddha, like a tower, condenses and descends from the star dome.

The Buddha of the Pure Land, even if there is a Buddha's voice in his mouth, resounded in this starry sky.

In Mo Qinglian's body, many arhats emerged, and every arhat held a weapon, sacrificed and refined the sword to kill Mo Qinglian.

The two great Buddha masters no longer kept their hands and suppressed Xiang Mo Qinglian.

With the landing of the Buddha, Luohan killed.

The endless Buddha power almost crushed those blood swords, suppressed the blood evil, and drowned Mo Qinglian.

After several breaths, the entire starry sky seemed to be silent.

"Auntie Qinglian!" Qin Hao was in the distance, staring blankly into the sky of stars.

I don't know how many Buddhist soldiers pierced through the body. Under the suppression of the Buddha, Mo Qinglian was almost half kneeling on the ground, with blood, agitated, and blood dripping on the blood coat.

More blood spilled from Mo Qinglian's mouth, toothless lips and tongue.

She was screaming, every minute she moved, the Buddhist soldiers were tearing flesh and blood and shattering their bones.

The two great immortal Buddha masters, at this moment, could not help but close their eyes and sigh.

"Amitabha!"