Seeing the body of the Buddha being absorbed by the sport castle with your own eyes, the Holy Lord was in a very complicated mood!

This is his former good brother!

If there were no rumors about the so-called strongest clone, he would never have...

The Holy Lord sighed softly in his heart and slowly turned around and left.

The so-called strongest clone destroyed him and the World Honored One, while the rumor was the Xu Cheng, whom their brothers once looked down upon.

The Holy Lord returned to Xiaogu, lay on the wooden couch where the Buddha once lay, looking up at the starry sky.

The Zuomeng clan is already like this. As long as he is still there, even if the human race and the demon race unite, even if the old friends from the seven realms of Tianyuan return to the peak, it is absolutely impossible to beat them out, those who have been recognized by the Heavenly Dao.

Unless... they want to give up this universe completely!

The Holy Lord knew very well that they dared not!

Therefore, he must find this hatred and this hatred from Xu Cheng.

The Holy Lord could not overcome this hurdle in his heart. He felt that if he didn't do anything for the Buddha or did something for Xu Cheng, he would really be in danger of burning his heart and burning his gods!

The strongest clone of the World Honored One, the Demon God of All Life...

For him, the Holy Lord dared not repay him with any hope!

If the Demon God of Wansheng really had a way, Lin Qi and the monks from the seven realms of Tianyuan would never be able to come to them.

Lin Qi and the others can run up, stir up the wind and rain, and the demon gods that have lived forever... Maybe they have been stolen.

So, he also had to do something for the seven realms of Tianyuan...

When the Holy Lord stood up, he placed a puppet man on the couch who was like him, wearing a white robe, and was like a wood but not a wood.

I saw him stamping his handprints, and the puppet's face slowly resembled him. Until even the breath was the same, the Holy Lord stopped moving.

"From now on, you are me!"

The puppet's eyes and the holy master's eyes looked at each other and slowly opened their mouths, "I am the holy master!"

The Holy Lord was satisfied, his body became empty and disappeared into the valley.

...

The seven realms of the world, the space of the heart of the world.

Ao En, who had completely overcome the sixteenth level of heavenly tribulation, finally stabilized his cultivation.

He was leaving, and he wanted to leave too.

but……

Seeing his stupid and cowardly brother passing the tribulation, Ao En stared at him nervously while disgusting him.

"Ao En! Have you forgotten something?"

The Nine Realm came to him as soon as he opened his eyes.

Ao En: “…”

What did he forget?

Oh, Haoyang First-Class Dao Lotus!

Ao En slowly touched her a somewhat mushy green dragon scale, "Save it for use at the critical moment."

"...You are too stingy, aren't you?"

Nine Realm accepted his dragon scales, "I have worked hard to raise the first-grade Haoyang Dao Lotus for so many years, is it worth one scale of yours?"

"That's not!"

Of course, I have to pay back the favors I owe.

Ao En's eyes smiled, "When you pass the 16th level, I, Ao En, will personally take my children to protect you!"

What?

Jiujie was stunned for a moment, "That Lin Qi... is it really the bloodline you left in the human race?"

How many years have passed?

The human bloodline is divided into thin layers, according to the principle...

"nature!"

Ao En raised his head proudly, "The soul-protecting technique left by the king is not in vain."

The bloodlines of generations have been divided, but the little girl cannot resist the relationship with their dragon clan, which has inspired and strengthened his bloodline.

otherwise……

Thinking of the guy who wanted to use his might to suppress all their grandparents and grandchildren, Ao En's heart felt a sense of urgency, "Nine Realms, in a few days, you will also be in trouble? Are you interested in going out with me?"

go out?

Are you seeking death?

Jiujing wants to despise him so much, "I want me to be your thug?"

"No, no!"

Ao En shook his head quickly, "With this king here, it's not your turn to be a thug. I just think that, in terms of soul power..."

"Don't even think about it!"

Nine Realm interrupted, "The aura of attacking you that heaven is several times stronger than mine!"

Otherwise, when both peacock and Xuanwu have soul-supporting treasures, she would never be able to bear to be the first-grade Taoist lotus in Haoyang. "You are just lucky and do it in someone's mind, while the other party is separated by mountains, sea and starry sky, otherwise... wait for death!"

Ao En: “…”

"I will cultivate to the fifteenth level of Great Perfection here!"

Only after rushing to the sixteenth level did she have the confidence to escape under the man's hands.

"I'm out, don't learn from Ao Xuan, let alone the might of your Dragon King!"

The seven realms of Tianyuan are weak and want to die.

"Be low-key and be a person!"

This guy is clearly an individual, and he is the king every day, and he must regard himself as a demon.

Jiujing was also helpless, "It would be possible to cause trouble with your little girl alone. If you cause trouble again... she would definitely not be able to wipe your butt."

By then, it will become the material in the hands of some people.

Nine Realms don’t want to go out in the future, but I feel him in the hands of someone.

"...You can't wait for me to make a good choice?"

Ao En felt that she looked down on him, "Okay, I'll be upset when I see you, hurry up and leave!"

Instead of wasting time with her, he might as well find Boy Zhao and ask him about his own baby.

He did it when he thought of it. Before the Nine Realm left, he ran away.

The Nine-level toothache is once again worried about his sixteenth-level heavenly disaster.

Can Ao En protect the Dharma for her if she is like her?

Does she want to change something more fulfilling?

...

Rumble ~~

Crack~~~~

The thunder sound in the sky is just like the previous few days. The only difference is that there is a cloud of flowers floating in the sky.

Liu Jiuer and Deng Fu were waiting, but they could still look up, but one hour, two hours, three hours... After a day, they were still the same, and they became numb.

"Master, aren't you tired of this?"

Deng Fu really didn't have the ability to fly to the sky to see it, otherwise, she really wanted to see the world on the flower clouds.

"What's tired?"

Liu Jiuer was full of eyes to her senior sister who could still change the color of the flower cloud. "If you have the ability to make such a beautiful flower cloud, and stand in the thunder sea where no one dares to stand, don't you stop and show off?"

Dunfu: "…"

So you are such a master?

Deng Fu always thought that her master was a master, a master who had to make a big decision with his fingers and had a lot of things to do, but now...

She couldn't help but glance at the small cloth bag around her master's waist, and her mood suddenly became complicated.

Too pitiful.

It’s like she has a particularly powerful twin sister, and her master also has a senior sister she will never catch up with in her life.

Oops!
To be continued...