In time, when the four realms of the Wasabi are perfect and the blessing of the divine charm, they will definitely be the strongest person in the world in the heavens.
What’s even more terrifying is that this time is still within a hundred years, or even ten years!
There was even a voice inside the Lieshan clan saying that there was no need for Lieshanhue to get entangled with Han Yang.
Time will make Liehwasaki invincible!
But Lie Wasabi came!
She couldn't wait for a moment, and she even wanted to truly defeat Han Yang instead of passing the deal.
After refining the ninth-level divine list and the ninth-level divine text, her confidence increased greatly.
Lieshan Qi Yue seemed to see Lieshanyu's belief and said with a smile: "The blockade has nothing to do with us, but before the incarnation of the Sect Master of Shenzong comes, let's resolve the grudges with Han Yang first.
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The Sect Master of the Shenzong personally came to the core temple of the Shenban organization and had reached an agreement with the First Archbishop.
Han Yang was completely abandoned by the God List organization.
The God List organization even allows the God Sect to block the Northern Wilderness Domain without damaging it.
No one knows how much the Sect Master of Shenzong paid to reach this deal.
They only knew that the day after the negotiations between the Sect Master of the Divine Sect, Lie Shankui obtained the ninth-level divine text she had always dreamed of!
Lieshanhuo nodded, stepped on the void, and headed towards the Qingtian Realm.
Lie Shanxu frowned and looked at Lie Shanyu's back.
Liehwa is too confident, which is not a good thing.
Han Yang is a man who is good at creating miracles.
If Lie Shanyu is too confident and does something that angers Han Yang, things will develop in an unpredictable direction.
He decided to persuade Lieshanshan before the war began.
The safest way is to complete the transaction and leave the Qingtian Realm, a place of right and wrong.
Once you get entangled with Han Yang, when the leader of the Shenzong Sect arrives, you will find out the strangeness of Lieshanwai. Maybe you will bully the small ones by bullying them and kill Lieshanwai.
The three of them had their own thoughts and headed towards the Qingtian Realm.
...
The fourth floor of the Divine Ruins.
As the formation opened, the roar vibrated everywhere.
Terrifying ripples swept across all directions from the Eastern Temple.
The yellow-robed priests and the martial saints of the Eastern Temple were the first to be involved and were directly swept by ripples.
Buzz!
When the ripples swept across their bodies, a terrifying vision appeared.
The yellow-robed priest's eyes were instantly dull, and a blurry scene appeared in his sea of consciousness.
A Arhat with a solemn appearance looked up at the void.
Above the void, a terrifying giant sword that stretches across the void, slashing the sky and the earth, slashing downwards.
The arhat roared to the sky, his expression was resentful, and he was no longer solemn and sacred.
"Protect the Buddha's land and be determined! My Buddha is merciful, so the evil demons will not succeed!"
Arhats protect the Buddha's land with death.
But under the giant sword, this Arhat with infinite magical powers was as weak as an ant.
boom!
Before the blade fell, the terrifying pressure blew the body of the arhat.
"ah……"
The yellow robe priest held his head in pain.
He murmured in disbelief: "How could this happen? How could this happen..."
Although he didn't know the reason, he subconsciously felt that the killing Arhat was him!
In a moment.
Arhat!
Buddha land!
God Realm!
All kinds of memories come to my mind.
"Namo...Amitabha!"
Today I know that I am me!
The yellow-robed priest burst into tears in an instant.
It turned out that he was an arhat who had died in protecting the Buddha land.
After sinking for countless years, the soul shattered and the memory dissipated.
I can't remember my past.
Until now, I realized that I was me!
However, when the ripples swept through, the illusion in the sea of consciousness of the yellow robe priest completely disappeared.
The memories that just woke up also disappeared.
He hugged his head in a daze, at a loss.
"I'm crying? What am I crying?"
The yellow-robed priest looked up in a daze and found that all the martial saints were in the same situation as him.
Everyone was crying and looked confused.
It represents the real ripple, continue to sweep forward!
First there were the warriors of the Eastern Temple, and then all the citizens of the Yuan and Song dynasties.
Countless people awaken memories of their previous lives, burst into tears, and eventually lost their memories, and were at a loss.
The Yuan and Song dynasties were the capital.
“Ahhh…”
Emperor Song of Yuan Dynasty hugged his head and wailed in pain.
In his memory of his previous life, he was a prince from a divine dynasty in the Buddha land, but he had no faith, no ideals, and no goals.
Until one day, he was enlightened by the Bodhisattva, gave up the throne, entered Buddhism, and eventually became an Arhat.
That day, the evil sword descended and the Buddha land fell.
Buddha Nirvana.
The Bodhisattva falls.
And he died of a life-threatening death.
"Namo Amitabha!"
When the ripples passed and the Emperor Song of Yuan was at a loss again, he found that he had folded his hands together and performed Buddhist rituals.
Such a scene took place throughout the Yuan and Song dynasties.
The border of the Yuan and Song dynasties.
The eight guardians of the Western Temple, the three Jialans of the Northern Temple, and the five true kings of the Southern Temple, were all swept by ripples.
Ripples passed.
The eight great guardians burst into tears.
The three major Jialans were at a loss.
The five true kings were wailing in pain.
They no longer care about the order to go to the Yuan and Song dynasties to kill the demon monk.
Their eyes stood in the void with dull eyes, and they were filled with melancholy.
They knew that they seemed to have lost something important, but they forgot what they had lost.
As the ripple swept...
The West, the wilderness, fell.
The north, the country of giant spirits, fell.
The south, the country of flames, fell.
The entire fourth floor of the Divine Ruins was swept by the ripples of the Hanyang Formation.
Everyone awakens the memories of their past lives, and then loses them again under the influence of the rules.
Everyone was filled with tears and confused.
...
"Cry!"
When the ripples swept across the fourth floor of the Shen Ruins, a shrill and angry roar rang in the void.
The entire fourth floor of the Divine Ruins was trembling under this sound.
All living beings knelt on the ground.
God of Haotian!
Inexplicably, they knew that the God of Haotian was roaring.
Originally, when they heard the voice of the God of Haotian, their eyes should be fanatical and worshipped.
But at this moment, for some reason, they were still confused.
It was as if something was resisting them and continued to believe in the God of Haotian.
Everyone was trembling in horror.
That is the supreme God of Haotian.
The only god in this world.
They were actually questioning the Haotian God.
It seemed that the creatures felt the hesitation of their faith, and the roar of Haotian God became more and more angry!
...
The Temple of the East.
The national master folded his hands together and burst into tears.
Under Han Yang's special care, he awakened his memory and never lost it again.
He remembered that his previous life was an Arhat in the Buddha land of the divine realm.
When the catastrophe came, he died to protect the Buddha land.
After countless years of confusion, I finally woke up from my dream today.
Looking at the grieving face of the national teacher, Han Yang stretched out his finger and wanted to cover up his memory again.
But the national teacher reached out to stop Han Yang.
"Namo Amitabha! Please help the donor fulfill my heart towards the Buddha..."
The national master's eyes were calm, and the grief had disappeared.
It’s okay to hear the truth in the morning and die in the evening.
He is ready to die.
With his soul at this time, he could not bear the memory of a god-world arhat.
Above his body, flames burned, and his body became illusory.
But he still stopped Han Yang.
He would rather die to the Buddha than be born in ignorance.
At this moment, a phantom of hundreds of feet tall suddenly appeared in the formation.
The figure has three heads and six arms, like a god and a demon, roaring to the sky angrily.