On the top of the sky, a monk in white clothes spreads across the sky, his facial features are handsome and elegant, his eyes are like stars, and he is filled with terrible power. A phantom of a golden Bodhi tree appears above his head, giving people a Buddha nature full of wisdom.

Every time a monk takes a step, a golden lotus blooms, like a Buddhist son who came to the world in ancient legends, and seems to be able to save all disasters and cure the sorrow of sentient beings in the world.

But behind him was a blood-colored wheel of light with a foot of one hundred and eighteen feet. Countless scenes emerged from the wheel of light, including mountains of corpses, sea of ​​blood, shadows of purgatory with endless white bones, and also the terrifying signs of killing all living beings...

Thousands of scenery finally gathered into a blood-colored monk, carrying nine shackles...

Like a Buddha, and even more like a great devil!

Under the sacred light, endless killings are gathered in the middle of peace and harmony...

Until sin is overwhelmed, karma locks the soul.

The monk in white ignored the ancient formation blockade, and took a golden lotus every step, like a Buddhist son coming to survive the disasters in the world.

It is more like the revival of the ancient demon and the revival of the world with purgatory.

At this moment, the world was silent, the void seemed to be trapped in eternal forbidden, and even time seemed to stop passing, and everything seemed to be trapped in eternal freeze.

On the Shaking Light Peak, the Seventh Elder looked shocked and almost fell into suffocation.

The saint Yu Xi still maintained a cross-legged posture to play the piano, but her bright eyes were dim and the fine cold sweat appeared on her forehead, slowly flowing along the tip of her nose.

Xuanyuan Qiqi, who had not left, had already stood still and was sitting weakly on the ground. His fox ears were drooping, and his whole body could not stop trembling.

Xu Feng stared at the void, and there was a strange black air flowing deep in his eyes, but it disappeared in an instant, but slowly lowered his head.

He...how did he come to Wuji Dao Sect...

Go to the appointment!

What appointment should I make?

The King of Blood-Liaochen!

The seventy-two islands in the West Sea, the two realms of righteousness and demons, the hundreds of alien races, and the endless waters. No matter who mentions the Blood Ming King, they will tremble three times...

This is a person who is unwilling to deal with any force or race.

The top ten titled kings in the West Sea, the eighth-ranked Blood Ming King.

He is obviously a monk, but he is a person comparable to a devil. He does not have the compassion of a monk and has a killing power that is ten times more terrifying than a devil.

He acts extremely radically, but the people he kills are despised by both righteous and demons, and are unwilling tolerated by all alien races.

No matter people, demons, demons, ghosts, aliens, all evil people will be killed!

No matter the reason, no matter the cause!

Those who are evil will be punished!

Even if the other party is an ordinary mortal with no cultivation, as long as he does evil and is hit by the Blood King Lechen, he will be killed!

Hundreds of years ago, there was a demon demon who wanted to slaughter ten cities to sacrifice demon soldiers. The Blood King crossed the Thirteen Islands overnight. In the end, the demon demon demon was defeated and hid in a city, setting up a magic formation, threatening the lives of 300,000 mortals in a city.

Unexpectedly, the King of Blood Ming Le Chen looked up to the sky and yelled the Buddha's name. From heaven, he came to the ancient Buddha's hand, and he was killed with all the demons and demons and 300,000 mortals.

In this battle, everyone was afraid of the seventy-two islands in the West Sea.

Some people say that he stops killing and carries the people's hearts, and wants to use killing to cut out a saint monk who is bright and bright.

Some people also say that he is a devil wearing a monk's skin...

Some people even say that he is the reincarnation of the Buddha who can enter hell or not. Who can enter hell? He wishes to inherit the karma of sentient beings with one person...

There are many different opinions, but no one knows whether the Blood Ming King Lechen is a holy monk or a demon monk. He doesn't care at all, and he still kills and kills the evil of the world.

Whether it is the Seventh Elder, the Saint Yu Xi, Xuanyuan Qiqi, and Xu Feng, they all have innate fear and anxiety towards the Blood Ming King Lechen. No one knows why he is coming?

"Master, you've passed!"

The waves of rivers stepped into the void, and the silver hair danced with the mountain wind. The silver light in the depths of their eyes was shining, which filled with the powerful pressure that attracted people's hearts. One of his words seemed to be the arrival of the will of God, causing the sea of ​​clouds to dissipate. The void seemed to have the sound of thunder. The vast divine intentions intertwined the void, evolving the miracle of thousands of dooms, faintly resisting the power of dust.

Dead bald donkey!

He's actually back...

I almost forgot the ten-year agreement.

Ten years ago, I used the formation to seal you for three months, forcing you to voluntarily admit defeat and make an appointment for ten years to come again.

Ten years later, Ignoring the ancient formation of mountain protection in our sect and walking on flat ground, have I understood the mystery of the formation?

Unfortunately, I am not the one I was ten years ago!

Even if you are the top ten title kings, I will not be afraid today...

"Donor Jiang Lang, the little monk came as promised, where did he go?"

"Your sect’s ancient formation of mountain protection, the little monk has understood the mystery."

"Today, the little monk wants to kill the demons. Please ask the donor to retreat. Don't stop the little monk."

The two palms of the Chen clasped together, and his words showed murderous intent, but his handsome and elegant facial features seemed polite, making it difficult to tell whether this was a Buddha or a demon.

Jianglang donor, demons are demons, they are not humans at all. No matter how well they are disguised, they will become demons one day.

The world is peaceful and peaceful, only killing!

The little monk wanted to use this smelly skin to inherit all the karma in the world. Even if he could not transcend it forever, his soul would never regret it.

I only wish the world will be bright and the world will be peaceful!

"Master, what if I stop it?"

Jiang Lang was in the void, standing with his hands behind his back, his expression was indifferent and natural, his words were filled with endless coldness and majesty, his clothes were swaying violently, as faintly as the sound of wind and thunder, and his whole person seemed to be the supreme true immortal who had descended to the mortal world.

Kill the demons!

Not to mention that you just have demonic nature, so what if you are a demon?

My junior brother of Jiang Lang, without my permission, even if his master cannot move.

Saying a thousand words and saying ten thousand words is nothing more than a fight.

"Donor, unless you are a saint, you can't stop it today."

Le Chen was in the void, and his palms were still folded together. He was wearing a white dress like snow, without any dust. The mountain wind was slow, but he could not roll up the corner of his clothes, as if he was a King of Ming Dynasty who remained unmoved again.

The world is sad and suffering, and all living beings are sinking!

The seven emotions and six desires breed all kinds of demons...

If the world is peaceful, the little monk is willing to go to the Abyssal Hell.

If the devil is immortal, the heart is difficult to calm down and the world is difficult to calm down!

"Zheng!"

"Master, I want to kill the demons! Kill me first."

Jiang Lang embraced the guqin, and the loud and passionate notes swept through the void, and the vast sounds intersected the world. The terrifying divine intentions rushed into the sky. The brilliant galaxy appeared in the sky. Tens of thousands of stars shone out, and a peerless figure appeared, like the supreme immortal at the end of the lord.

Dead bald donkey!

I still want to act wildly in Wuji Dao Sect. Do you really think that my senior brother is a decoration?

The fifth junior brother has a demon nature, but so what?

My Wuji Dao Sect pursues teachings without distinctions. Regardless of background, identity, and origin, I will be a member when I enter the mountain gate.

If there is only one battle between the left and right, then there will be a fight.

"Amitabha!"

"The donor's name, the little monk has heard of it. Ten years ago, the donor trapped the little monk with a formation for three months. Today, let the little monk learn your master's tricks."

"The little monk has a magical power, which can move mountains, cut off rivers, subdue demons, subdue demons, and kill ghosts. Please be careful of all the evils in the world!"

"Great Powerful Tianlong! Daluo Mantra..."
Chapter completed!