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Qiusuo City is located in the northeast of Nanling.

Because it is adjacent to the North Sea, facing the East Wilderness, the Northern Territory, and the endless mountains across the sea, it has been a place where dragons and snakes are mixed for tens of thousands of years.

The wandering cultivators who were abandoned by the Seventeen families and were unwilling to fight in the endless mountains, half-demons and evil ways gathered here.

Therefore, even though this place is covered by miasma for many years, some cities have been built.

It is not a city that belongs to the Seventeen families, nor is it an ordinary person.

Qiusuo City is the shortest of the eighteen cities here, but the largest one.

"The sea of ​​blood is rolling! The five demon lords of the Blood Prison He Dao also appeared, fighting with the White Elephant King to fight against the Taoist of Tianzong! Unfortunately, there are two missing, and the formation is missing..."

"The Dharma image of heaven and earth! The White Elephant King is worthy of his extreme power. Catching stars and moons is like exploring his bags and picking up objects! If it weren't for the Taoist priest of the Tianzong, I'm afraid that Wanshi Mountain would collapse and break up in this way!"

"Stone Potian is shocking! It's really shocking! Who can break the gate of Wanshi Holy Mountain for thousands of years?! If the Lion God King doesn't move, it's gone, and if it moves, the world will change color!"

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"The Eight-Polar Giant, I am worthy of the name of a great god! The difference between us seems to be a world of difference..."

Qiusuo City is located on the top of the mountains and is rarely visited by ordinary people, but now it is full of people.

Above the tall buildings, there are famous ranks who look at the east extreme, sometimes admiring and sometimes exclaiming.

Around the tall buildings, a large number of casual cultivators gathered together, and were shocked with the praise of the famous Jiu Yao Lord!

"Wait, that's it?!"

At a certain moment, a bald head trembled suddenly and almost fell from the rooftop. His voice was trembling:

"Buddha, Buddha, Buddha's birthday, Buddha's birthday..."

The monk's voice was shrill, as if he was greatly frightened. Almost at the same time, there were screams everywhere in the city.

"roar!"

At the highest point in Qiusuo City, a low tiger roar came from an observation deck where only ten people could sit.

"That's it?"

The black tiger man stood up and was shocked:

"He? No, not..."

"This is?!"

Zhao Caishen's eyes narrowed, and there were countless billions of miles apart. The shocking collision in Wanshi Holy Mountain clearly reflected in his eyes.

But I saw a big Buddha lying in the clouds, just like an ancient Buddha who came to the world. He raised his arm lightly and pressed his five fingers. The entire Eastern Wilderness seemed to be shrouded in a huge shadow!

"After Taoist Cihang, there is such a pure Buddhist Dharma image in this world?!"

The person sitting opposite Zhao Caishen was an Aung Zang middle-aged man with a wide face and big ears, a turtle-shaped crane back, but he was looking for the city lord Ying Xuanlong.

At this moment, he looked far away and seemed moved and surprised:

"No wonder that Ji Guotian, the Buddha Tian, ​​took action regardless of the agreement with the Lion God King, but I saw that this Buddha image was a little... "

"Change its shape and gain its spirit! Throughout history, there are only a few holy methods that can be achieved..."

He deeply remembered the shadow of Buddha in his heart. Zhao Caishen murmured to himself, but suddenly turned his head and looked at Ying Xuanlong:

"In your opinion, which holy Dharma is this?"

"I'm afraid it's one of the nine transformations, all changes, and eighty and nine levels of holy laws? If it weren't for the reincarnation of gods and Buddhas, I'm afraid I've already obtained the essence..."

Ying Xuanlong's expression was also a bit solemn. He remembered the existences who had cultivated such holy laws before ancient times.

Judicial, Demon Subduing, Thunder Lord…

"Can it be Him?"

Zhao Caishen muttered in his heart, and he squeezed the beads in his palm tightly, as if he was hesitating, and seemed to be eager to try.

"You want to rescue? It's too late! You and I have not yet reached the Baji, and the Dharma eyes have not opened. The scenes seen by the naked eye are already 3,600 moments ago..."

Ying Xuanlong's eyes remained unchanged from Donghuang. Before he could finish his sentence, he was attracted by the sudden light.

The whale swallows the foundation of all realms and the vastness of the dragon spring, not a big sun is enough to shine on the eleventh. Even if the six big suns are hanging at the same time, there are still places that have not been illuminated since ancient times.

And at this moment, the brilliant divine light bursting from the Eastern Wilderness seemed to have suppressed the light of six great suns, illuminating those dark places that had never been shining!

This is an extremely terrifying collision, with its might. The northern region, the endless mountains and even the endless seas all looked at it intently.

Some are surprised or admiring, but more are doubts.

‘How did he do it?’

The same doubt even emerged in the hearts of Zhao Caishen, Ying Xuanlong and the others.

What does the holy Dharma mean?

After nine kalpas for billions of years, there are only a few magical powers and techniques that can be called saints.

Any holy law must come from the hands of the "one cause, three saints, twelve deities", and hold it to the weak and defeat the strong.

But the person has not achieved the nine glory, even if he gets the essence, how can he be...

Wow~

The extremely brilliant light lasted for dozens of moments before it dimmed. Looking from the Nanling Mountains, the eastern wasteland was still white.

Someone looked at the distance, but only saw the waves of air spread by the collision of two giants billions of miles away, and the wind and clouds were like the sea, spreading in all directions.

"Why, why is there no sound..."

There is a master of magic power to look at it. All masters of magic power are curious about the legendary battle of the Eight Poles.

However, not to mention seeing, even if you hear it, you can't hear it.

"sound?"

On the top of a tall building, the old Jiuyao Lord looked back and sneered:

"The light and shadow you and I see are all the things that happened in the Eastern Wilderness tens of thousands of moments ago. Want to hear the sound?

In order to find the distance between Suocheng and Wanshi Mountain, if you come here again a year or two, you will definitely hear the terrifying sound that resounds throughout the world!”

There was an uproar in Qiusuo City.

On the observation deck of the city lord's mansion, Ying Xuanlong had already withdrew his gaze with a little regret:

"No matter who he is from ancient times or a hero from later generations, I'm afraid there is no chance of being spared..."

The nine-god is compared to the eight extremes, and there is a gap that cannot be overcome, let alone the ten-god is compared to the eight extremes?

The Lion God King is actually the overlord of the demon clan who came into being. If he had not been born at the wrong time, the Baji would never have been trapped for thousands of years.

When the man took action, no one could stop the Taoist in Tianzong being restrained by the laws of heaven and the White Elephant King.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content behind! Buddha Tian, ​​Ji Guotian may join forces to stop one or two, but in the end it is beyond reach...

"It's a pity..."

Zhao Caishen also sighed:

"After all, the gap in realms is too big. If he is in the eight extreme bodies, he may not have no chance of winning..."

boom!

Rumble!

Many rank masters from billions of miles away could not hear the slightest sound of collision, but Wanshi Mountain was swept by the huge sound like the collapse of the sky and the earth.

Thousands of miles, thousands of miles...

The terrifying sound wave is like a substantial shock wave, centered on Wanshi Mountain, and tramples wildly in all directions, without a distance.

when!

It was like several moments, or like a cup of tea, accompanied by a trembling sound of the golden bell of Wanshi.

The storm that echoed for a long time, the sound waves had just left and calmed down.

The dust and sand of dust fell from the sky, like pouring rain, falling on the mountains, rivers and lands tens of thousands of miles.

"Dead..."

Among the mountains that were slightly flattened, the ancient magic power coughed up blood. He escaped from the ground, avoided all the shocks of the sound waves, but almost died when the lion god king stepped gently.

In fact, among the hundreds of people who escaped from the ground, few survived, and most of them died in the crust...

"Die, dead..."

Looking at the cracked earth's crust standing tall, like the unscathed lion god king, his ancient magic power looked miserable.

Even though he had known this, he had a lucky heart in his heart, but his heart couldn't help but feel cold at this moment.

More than sixty years of hard work...

"The Lion God King..."
To be continued...