For ordinary practitioners, this is a great and out of reach, which is difficult to describe and measure. When you reach this state of practice, you can be called a saint.
Transcend the ordinary and enter the saint without falling into the samsara. This is the path of the saint, and it will only be truly accomplished until it reaches the nine revolutions of the samsara. Therefore, at the end of the samsara, one can be a saint.
The saint of Haoyang is full of holy light, like a sun rising from the Shousheng Temple, the saint's aura shrouds the ancient city of thousands of miles. Everyone is in awe from the heart. This is the saint of their human race, and it is also their lifelong life.
The state of pursuit.
As the saint of Haoyang stepped into the void, forty-five ways to open the weather rose up. Then, ancient stone chairs appeared in the void. In front of many stone chairs, a jade seat emitted holy light, crystal clear
And brilliant.
The saint of Haoyang sat down, and figures appeared one after another on forty-five stone chairs. There were five monks in the center, all of whom were very old, but they were in good spirits and were full of vitality.
Next to the five monks, the Master of Green Gourd Sword, and many powerful people in Kaitian Realm, all of which had never appeared before, shocking many people.
"The Lord of Bibo Lake, the strong man on the Tianbang!"
"The master of the Golden Light Spear, the strong man on the Tianlist!"
Many people exclaimed in all directions of the Imperial City, and could not hide the shock in their hearts. In addition to the saints, the one who truly stood at the top was the strong man on the Tianlist. In addition, the five monks also attracted many people.
This is definitely the strongest man in Shousheng Temple. The five Buddhists are all human races. These are practitioners who enter the Buddha with their bodies for the human race. Although the Buddha's breath is deep, everyone's eyes are born when they look at them.
It is a bit solemn, which is respect for the great victims.
The saint of Haoyang looked down at the void, his eyes were clear and gentle, but they also had an invisible majesty. His eyes swept over and screamed suddenly in the Nianhuang City.
"Ah! Damn the human saint!"
"I am unwilling to accept it. I have been lurking for decades and have been ruined for many years!"
"Human race, our race will come again!"
"At the end of the era, hundreds of races will return! The curtain is about to open!"
There were constant roars resounding throughout the sky, blood light burst out, fairy energy melted, and dark energy disappeared. It was a foreign race lurking in the city, and at this moment, there was no escape under the gaze of the saint of Haoyang.
shape.
In fact, every general and department competition is just the same today, but many people frowned. In this Nianhuang City, the number of alien races seems to be too large, and the ones who were cleaned up were the last one.
More than twice as much.
People's hearts are a little heavy. For the past month, the four words at the end of the Era are as heavy as a mountain. They slowly sit in their spiritual world and become an unshakable divine peak, blocking the sky and the earth and oppressing the world barriers.
In the sky, many human mighty people also frowned. They also noticed this unusual atmosphere. Compared to the people in Nianhuang City, they knew more about the signs this was.
...
The Saint Haoyang said nothing, but nodded slightly when his eyes swept over Xiao Yi, then stretched out a index finger and spotted it in the air.
Buzz!
A strange rhythm emerged between heaven and earth. A little space was twisted above the Imperial City, and then a entrance was torn apart, round as the sun, emitting dazzling light, as if leading to a bright world, but many younger generations were emitting in their eyes.
The hot color is revealed, this is the place where the generals and subordinates compete, and it is also an opportunity for previous generals and subordinates to compete.
"This year is the small world of Guyang!"
The voice of the saint of Haoyang sounded, clearly conveying it into everyone's ears.
What!
Many people were shocked, and then they showed an incredible look, staring at the bright entrance above the sky, but they did not expect that this general and army competition was actually held in this small world.
"A small world belonging to King Guyang!"
"Five thousand years ago, King Guyang sat in the Western Regions of the Northern Desert. Unexpectedly, his small world was collected by the War Emperor Palace as a secret realm for this general and his troops to compete for."
"The small world of kings cannot be easily lost, but the competition between the generals and the troops in previous generations is at most just a small world of saints. For example, the small world of kings has never appeared."
"Future! Opportunity is right in front of you. Whoever is the ups and downs depends on the current situation of hundreds of boats competing, who can overcome all obstacles and look down on his peers!"
Many older generations lamented that the king's small world is absolutely extraordinary, even powerful people must be moved, but this is a gift belonging to the War Emperor Palace. Even they can only be equivalent to the younger generation who has walked out of the small world.
Exchanges cannot be forced to seize them, otherwise even the saints will not be able to withstand the anger of the War Emperor Palace.
A small world of kings!
At this moment, in the Nianhuang City, the eyes of many younger generations burst out with their fiery light. This may be the greatest opportunity they can encounter in this life. If it is a coincidence, it will soar into the sky. For the future path of cultivation,
It has an immeasurable impact.
"The generals compete for the battle and seize luck. Every time they lose, they will pay half of their luck. The thirty people with the strongest luck, and the thirty people who are left behind will receive the quota for the Sea of Injustice." said the Saint of Haoyang.
After that, his eyes closed slightly and he stopped talking.
Nianhuang City is quiet, and the younger generations all have serious eyes. They hear the unusual meaning. The thirty people with the strongest luck may not be able to stay until the end. This competition for the generals and troops is as exciting as the past.
, but the chance is even greater, and it forces everyone to do everything possible to save it until the end, not just for the quota, but also the opportunity in the small world of kings is not what they want to give up.
The entrance to the small world is brilliant, but no one in Nianhuang City has taken off. The younger generation is waiting, and the generals have already started from this moment.
Half a stick of incense, one stick of incense, two sticks of incense!
I don’t know when the wind stopped, and the sand and dust on the ancient stone path began to shake, and gravel as big as a little finger jumped and slowly slept.
This is an amazing picture. Many people avoided the stone palace. The young generation's aura was amazing. Among them, there were many venerables in Pidi Realm, and they entered a very profound realm. Nearly two thousand young powerful people were
The qi is intertwined. If it weren't for the saint's qi, it would have already teared apart the space.
The strongest people as strong as the older generation gradually changed color. Some people still stayed, and more people chose to retreat. It was not because of their lack of cultivation. At this moment, it was not just because of their strength, but also because of their luck.
, intertwined, they have gone through their youth, and their luck is declining. They are somewhat unable to compete with the younger generation.
Click!
With a crack in the ground, a corner of Zi Nian Imperial City sounded. The stone path as hard as Nian Imperial City was hard, and ordinary venerables could not leave any trace. At this moment, a crack like a spider-web was opened under the feet of a young strong man, stretching for several feet.
A blazing figure rose into the sky, his body was like a sword, his eyes were filled with golden light, and his sharpness was everywhere!
This is a venerable venerable, a young man, with a golden battle suit, and his head full of black hair, crystal clear and sharp, like a thin sword, splitting the void and slashing the space barrier, slashing the void
On the top, sparks splashed out.
"Sword Jiu!"
Someone exclaimed, and obviously had an insight into the origin of this person. Although the younger generation is not famous, the origin is absolutely amazing.
"Jianyi's young brother inherits Jianyi's sword skills!"
An older generation strong man whispered, looked up at the green ancient stele, and won the list. Jian Yi's name was only under the monk Xuanji, the descendant of Shousheng Temple.
"Sword One, the Heavenly List 999! The most powerful ability!"
Someone is humble. This is the ranking of the Tianlist several years ago, but I don’t know what it is now. Even so, those who can be ranked among the top 1,000 in the Tianlist are definitely extremely talented. It is not difficult to enter the cycle of reincarnation in the future, even if it is thorough.
It is not impossible to survive the cycle of reincarnation and become a saint to a king.
How many trillions of human races are there? Looking at the entire human race, the strongest people in this realm are represented.
...
Jian Jiu soared into the air, and his body was filled with golden light, and he gradually couldn't see clearly. Only an ancient golden sword was left in the void, ten feet high, emitting a cold metallic luster throughout the body, and the sharp sword force rushed straight to Jiutian. (From today, it was the beginning of today.
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