"Zheng!"

"Zheng!"

"Zheng!"

"Whether she is good or evil, save or destroy, no matter what she has done?"

"What others think of her, even if she is enemies all over the world, it doesn't matter."

"I believe in her, that's enough!"

Jiang Lang's sleeves rolled up the void, and the sound of wind and thunder filled the world. His whole expression was filled with indifference and nature. Nothing seemed to shake his state of mind. He was a red dust immortal who was beyond the top of the world.

If you believe it, do it; if you don’t believe it, you will break up.

No matter what Tianxuan has ever been? Even if the world is targeting her, I will always believe her at any time.

If anyone dares to target, slander or humiliate, then let the other party shut up forever.

"It's such a stubborn and ignorant child."

"Since it doesn't make sense, then only the subordinates will see the truth."

"But before taking action, I would like to say, Jiang Lang, you are such a pitiful person."

"Come on! I'll give you a phone first."

The pale face of human skin, Shui Wuyou, was full of sympathy, and he was completely a genius of a high-ranking and looking down on all living beings.

I have to say that it is really pitiful. Things have reached such a point. I still believe in Mr. Tianxuan, but I have to admire Mr. Tianxuan's personal charm. To be more precise, it should be a means to believe a peerless genius of human race until death.

wrong!

Something is wrong!

Jiang Lang's children have already been able to confirm that Daozi is that Wuji Dao has never left Shenzhou. Even in the darkest and most turbulent era in the past, Wuji Dao has always guarded Shenzhou. This is an immortal Taoist tradition born from Shenzhou.

It is rumored that some unknown places in the depths of China are still sleeping in Wuji Dao, which is a living fossil-level old monster, and there are more than one person.

It is hard to guarantee that these old monsters will not pay attention to Jiang Lang secretly. After all, there are powerful people projecting simultaneously... In other words, Jiang Lang has been secretly peeped at by some unknown existences, and Young Master Tianxuan interacted with him and was not blocked by these old monsters...

What a young master Tianxuan, what a young master Tianxuan! Have you known Jiang Lang's identity for a long time... so it can be said that even if you are not born, the world will never forget you.

So that's it, I understand everything. It seems that I can't kill Jiang Lang's child today, or even offend him to death.

It's so hang, it's really so hang. I almost fell into the trick of Young Master Tianxuan. Now she has been exiled for 30 million miles and has made a vow to never be born. But if Jiang Lang is really hurt, wouldn't it give her a reason to be born openly?

"Zheng!"

"Zheng!"

"Zheng!"

"Why do you need nonsense? Get out of the battle!"

"I was seriously injured, but I can still fight."

"Kill you enough!"

Jiang Lang embraced the guqin, and the silver light of his five fingers slid down the strings, interwoven with sharp and powerful notes. A head of silver hair fluttered in the void, and wisps of silver light dotted it, like the immortal ancient starlight in the sky, faintly filled with a hint of sacredness and vastness.

With the vast land of China, the rules are suppressed, and the saints are already at their limit.

No matter how this human skin is, its limit can be compared with the Pharaoh's thought body.

The battle with the Pharaoh happened to win the five orthodox orthodox, three thousand left-wing Taoists, eight hundred side sects, and countless intelligence, secret techniques, and supernatural powers.

There is a lack of a strong man to prove himself and to take a path of his own.

"Arrogant!"

"Then let's fight!"

"Human Demon Fist!"

The pale face of the human skin, Shui Wuyou, changed slightly, and a sharp will penetrated the world. The skin instantly changed and filled the air. The rolling black magic light rushed straight to the sky. The surface of the human skin, with ancient and strange black symbols, reflected the extremely evil and cold breath, just like a worldly old demon who had been sleeping for many years.

The vast demon light surging the world, showing the vast world, endless darkness, the appearance of the dark demon, suppressing the three thousand worlds, dominating the universe and the real world of the world, and the tragic scene of the purgatory on earth.

The human demon punches intertwined the void, and the evil fist seals of coldness and silence evolved, mixed with a stunning fist that annihilates the eternal blue sky, shatters the world, and suppresses everything in the world, and has faintly reached the edge of the extreme path.

"The human demon fist... It's really you... the saint is careful!"

"He... is the human demon from 100,000 years ago... he practiced the forbidden heavenly ritual of the devil's way."

"I will not hide it from the saint, but I have been hunted down by him for several lifetimes. Every time this demon is born, it will cause great changes in the world, and it is almost as if it is natural disasters."

"At the eighth generation, the Supreme Wanhua attacked and was chased by the Supreme Wanhua to the nameless forbidden area."

"Sage, don't be careless!"

When Huang Wei saw the human demon fist, his face full of dusk was immediately filled with horror, but he still bit the bullet and told the secret of human skin Shui Wuyou. This is a human demon that cannot be killed even the Supreme of Wanhua, and another existence that is comparable to the Pharaoh. It is not easy to kill it.

If the saint was not severely injured, he might still have the power to fight, but now I am afraid...

"Zheng!"

"Zheng!"

"Zheng!"

"Associate Master Huang, thank you for telling me!"

"The Supreme One does not kill him, that is the Supreme One, but I will never let go of the scum of the human race."

"Master Lechen, please be careful. I only take action once. How much I can understand depends entirely on your understanding."

"Human Demon, have you ever seen a palm falling from the sky?"

The mysterious, distant, deep, and full of vast aura sounded throughout the sky. Jiang Lang's figure hugged and took a step back, but his figure had already escaped a hundred miles away. Straws of silver light spread out from his body, forming mysterious seals of lewd characters. Then a majestic, vast, sacred, and peaceful phantom appeared from Jiang Lang's body, and a rolling divine intention like a tide emerged. In an instant, the Buddha's phantom changed from virtual to real, turning into a huge appearance of 3,600 feet. He picked up a flower and smiled to save all living beings, and was full of supreme love...

"Amitabha!"

"World-Honored One...What is the appearance of the World-Honored One?"

"Looking at the three thousand great worlds, the little monk has never known that he has such a powerful technique."

Master Le Chen, wearing a moon-white monk's robe, folded his palms together, and the sound of the Buddha's yell was filled with slight tremors. He was almost really going to lose his mind. Even Gu Jing Bubo's powerful heart was still full of shock.

What kind of Buddhist teachings can be used to show the appearance of the Buddha...

Never born in the world.

Could it be that Jiang Lang’s donor himself...can’t it be?

"Hahaha!"

"Jiang Lang's son, the descendant of the Xuanmen Dharma, actually used the methods of those bald donkeys."

"It's so funny. It seems that there is really no one in Xuanmen."

"What does the Dharma in the Holy Land of the Great Sun Tathagata do you think of...what is wrong..."

"This is not the Dharma of the Holy Land of the Great Sun Tathagata..."
Chapter completed!