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Chapter six hundred and ninety fifth victory

The boundless purple meaning circles the galaxy.

The everlasting Ziwei Emperor Star, which never breaks, begins to collapse in an inch.

The purple intention continued to flow into this punch, and a shocking dragon roar spread all over the world and even the world.

At this moment, no matter where you are, even in the underworld or the heavenly palace, you can hear it.

Wutian looked solemn, and the black lotus platform was suspended in front of him, with black petals spreading, wrapping Wutian one by one. In a blink of an eye, Wutian's figure had disappeared without a trace, and there was only a black lotus platform in front of him.

The black lotus platform instantly turned into illusion, and countless light spots disappeared. In a blink of an eye, the black lotus platform had disappeared without a trace.

Wutian is not an idiot. How can you let the enemy fight? Standing there, let you fight? Where can you do such a fool in the world? Of course, you will do your best to defend and avoid it.

Hiding, this is impossible!

Yang Qifeng didn't care. He made a huge shocking punch, crossing the space distance, where the black lotus platform appeared, and where the dragon fist still appeared.

No matter how the black lotus platform begins to move, its direction changes constantly, from the vast starry sky to the heaven, and returning to the vast starry sky in the heaven, this dragon fist is still closely followed.

In this Emperor Dragon Fist, every move is unavoidable and unavoidable.

It is the unique knowledge of the Emperor's Taoism. In response to that sentence, if the king wants his minister to die, his minister must die!

The two consecutive moves have consumed all the time of dodging. The dragon fist hit the black lotus platform, and a shocking explosion broke out in the vast starry sky.

The aftermath of the terrifying explosion began to sweep across all directions, and the rotating stars nearby turned into pieces in an instant, and the residue was floating in the vast starry sky.

The vast starry sky completely turned into a purple color, making everyone's eyes dazzling, and there was no other color in the world.

The purple slowly disappeared, and the vast starry sky returned to darkness. The stars that were originally standing in front of them had disappeared without a trace, and Wu Tian's figure was also without a trace.

Yang Qifeng stared forward with bright eyes, one quarter of an hour, two quarters of an hour, one hour.

In the blink of an eye, half a day passed, and Wutian still did not appear. Yang Qifeng knew that Wutian would never appear again. Sure enough, counting and other things were all nonsense.

If you cannot defeat the destiny, and you cannot penetrate the destiny of fate, it is just that you are not strong enough.

Yang Qifeng's feelings were pure nonsense. He had the external power of the main god, so he did not have a deep understanding of what fixed number, just like the protagonist in the novel.

The destiny is easily broken by them, because they have golden fingers in their hands, which is like a bug in the program.

Otherwise, if you change it to the natives, you will try it, you will be played with by fate.

If you want to transcend the world without external force, you will have to die. It is like why the reincarnation people are strong. Their qualifications are not as good as those of some people in the low martial arts world, but they will not know how many times their final achievements will be.

It is because they can go to different worlds. In this world, they can change the world to practice. If they don’t stay here, they will have their own stay.

"Your Majesty, you will win!" After a long time, a shocking cheer came out. At this moment, many immortals and gods all showed joy, among which Wang Liangwu, Lan Liang and others were the most joyful.

Yang Qifeng looked around. At this moment, Wutian died. The chain reaction had already occurred. The demon's strength began to decline. Their strength was closely related to the Black Lotus. Now the Black Lotus and Wutian have been crushed to pieces under this dragon fist.

They lost the blessing of the black lotus and could no longer withstand the attack of the immortal gods.

The world's general trend, even if the demons are prosperous, it cannot be born suddenly. This must be a sign, such as the birth of earth-shaking peerless demons.

But many of the giant monsters under the world are unheard of. If you have this ability, how could you not leave traces in the Three Realms?

You should know that they are not monks, but demons who are rampant.

The demon's strength has weakened and he is no longer an opponent of the immortals and gods. Yang Qifeng does not need to take action at all. In his eyes, the demons began to retreat step by step. In a blink of an eye, the situation where the immortals and gods were evenly matched was collapsed.

"Wu Tian is dead!" Tang Seng, who was watching the battlefield somewhere in the vast starry sky, couldn't help but exclaim in surprise when he saw this scene.

"Impossible, the Buddha once said that Wu Tian ruled the Three Realms for thirty-three years, and he had to collect seventeen relics to let the Buddha return to kill Wu Tian,"

"How could he die!"

Tang Seng couldn't believe it, he couldn't believe it. He fell into shock and immediately became panicked. Now that Wutian has died, can the Buddha return to Nirvana?

This battle is related to the three realms, and it is not just Tang Monk who is watching.

At this moment, there were a large number of monks from Lingshan gathered beside Tang Monk, but there were also some immortals, such as Nezha, the great god of the Three Altars of the Heavenly Court, and the Dragon King of the Four Seas.

Compared with Yang Qifeng, they naturally favored the Buddha, believing that the Buddha returned from Nirvana, killed Wutian, and restored peace in the three realms.

At this moment, they were also shocked one by one. This scene was simply unbelievable. Wu Tian, ​​who was rampant in the Three Realms and imprisoned the gods of the Three Realms, actually died. If they had not seen this scene with their own eyes, they would definitely not have believed such news.

"The dark abyss is gloomy and terrifying because of Wutian's magic. Wutian is now dead. The weak water outside the dark abyss can be crossed with the prepared treasures. We immediately go to rescue Wukong."

"Then gather together seventeen relics and let the Buddha return to Nirvana. I don't believe that Wu Tian died so easily. He must be hiding in the dark and trying to perform some conspiracy,"

"But as long as the Buddha returns, all the plans of Wutian will be empty."

"The Buddha of Merit is compassionate, and the little dragon is far from enough. It is just a matter of rescuing the Holy Buddha. The little dragon has low skills. Please forgive me for not being able to go with you."

"The three brothers are not leaving yet!" The Dragon King of the East China Sea bowed to Tang Seng, and then preached to the other three dragon kings.

“Where to go?”

"Of course it's His Majesty Ziwei!"

"Brother Wang said it well,"

"Now your Majesty is working on people. Even if we have low abilities, we are willing to do our best."

The Dragon King of the West Sea bit his words seriously and did not want to offend others. But how could he not know his cleverness? It is impossible to be able to get along with others and have to cut off the relationship.

"Let's go, the third prince!" Tang Seng could not see the joy and anger. He ignored the Dragon King of the Four Seas in front of him and called Nezha to go to the Abyss of Darkness together.

"I originally wanted to go with the Buddha of Merit, but Nezha was the righteous god of the heavenly court. If the court is in trouble today, how can the public be abolished for personal gain?"

"The Buddha of Merit and Deity should wait for a while, and wait for Nezha to quell the chaos in the heavenly court, and then go to the abyss of darkness with the Buddha of Merit and Deity!"

"Amitabha, I can go there with all the Buddhas in Lingshan," Tang Monk clasped his hands together, lowered his head and said in low words. Even if he was still as moving as a mountain, he felt a faint pain at this moment.
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