People from the Red Leaf World continue to return, many people are injured, and some people disappear, disappear forever.

"The Qing Mountain God of Dongsheng has fallen!" Dean Tianyun was holding a green rag soaked in blood, and his body was gone, only a corner of his sleeve was left.

"The leader of the Xueyang tribe of the barbarian tribe died and died." A barbarian man burst into tears. This man was the leader's younger brother. He witnessed his brother being hit by a divine weapon in the distance and died and died and did not even have a corner of his clothes left. This is the monk, who has completely returned to heaven and earth.

"The leader of the mountain gods of the Witch clan, the two Luoxia clans, have all joined hands!" A witch clan monk took out a few pieces, which were their weapons, and they were broken at this time, just like their masters.

Many strong men gathered together and were silent. There was no distinction between races at this time. In fact, they were the strongest men of Hongye. They almost didn't fight and left room for action. However, four people fell today, and several of them were seriously injured and coma. This was like a heavy loss for them.

A crisp sound exploded, and several stone tablets flew over and condensed together. Tianyun took it, but saw marks on the upstream of the stone tablet, which were left by other magic weapons.

Countless sword lights shone on the starry sky, a big sword flew over, and one of the white light flew out, and finally fell into the Red Leaf World.

"After all, it can't be integrated for too long, it's too weak!" The Lord of Daotian Pavilion shook his head and looked at the Red Leaf World. At this time, Daotian appeared in his original place, but the battle around him was over. His eyes were dull and he actually lost his memory just now.

He felt a little weird, and seemed to have a dream, so he seemed hesitant.

A unicorn appeared beside her and said, "The master appeared in the star..." The unicorn was stunned before he finished speaking, and then said with a daze in his eyes: "What's going on? My memory is missing!"

Daotian shook his head and was about to leave here, but he kept what he had just done.

In the starry sky, a black divine treasure appeared, which was a clay pot, which spit out a black light to trap the Vajra bracelet. At this time, the Nine Dragon King recited the truth, and the Vajra bracelet suddenly lost its rays of light and dimness, and a sound of cutting off the silk thread came from the depths of the starry sky.

"This is not something you are trying to get involved!" The Nine Dragon King took the Vajra Bracelet and finally handed it to Jin Chanzi: "You can protect you well. This is the supreme treasure of Buddhism and Taoism, and only you can activate it!"

Jin Chanzi stopped reciting scriptures at this time, took it silently, and said, "I shouldn't have done this in the Western Desert, otherwise those donors would not have fallen!"

He had compassion in his eyes.

Upon hearing this, the Nine Dragon King was silent and sighed a little, but it was the monk of the witch clan who said, "Xi Mo claimed to be compassionate to the world, but he was just a bunch of turtles with his head!"

The Nine Dragon King was furious and said, "Zhu Laosan, don't talk nonsense!"

Jin Chanzi bowed and said, "What the donor said is not bad. Everyone has the same roots and roots. My Western Desert shouldn't be, but the Western Desert is now scattered and there is no condensation before, and there is no dragon!"

Tianyun rescued the scene and said, "The little master stepped forward. I admire this kind of high righteousness. The little master's cultivation is unfathomable and will shine in the future. I just don't know that it is the highest method of Buddhism, talking about everything and saving ghosts!"

Jin Chanzi raised his eyes lightly, but saw Tianyun saying, "Your junior brother is my disciple!"

"So that's it. Junior brother is naughty, please bear it!" Jin Chanzi smiled a little. Tianyun was about to say something, but suddenly his expression moved. A mountain flew from behind the man in black. The mountain turned into a figure and threw out more than a dozen heads. The man in black said, "Someone used secret techniques to escape into a weak place, and it should be killed!"

The figure transformed from the mountain also nodded: "The hatred of that year has been eliminated!"

As he said that, he took out a black headlight, and a soul was roaring in the lamp, still trapped.

"I didn't expect that this old guy's cultivation has reached this level!" The head of the Taotian Pavilion shook his head. Tianyun Academy has become more and more powerful in recent years, which makes him feel helpless.

Some monks of the Witch Clan looked ugly, which was not a good thing for them.

"The war has also begun, and the witch clan is very unauthentic." The man in black said coldly.

But the monks of the witch clan said, "What does it have to do with us? Let's talk about a battle sooner or later."

Tianyun said: "Please don't interfere too much. This is not a war that belongs to us!"

The monks of the witch clan hesitated, but finally nodded, and said one person: "They are too strong, we should give them more opportunities, but our witch clan is too poor."

Many monks were silent again, some looked at the fighting scenes in the distance, and some fell into the Red Leaf World, and they could see the battle there clearly.

It took a long time before someone said: "The power of the Red Leaf World has declined after all. We have been restraining these years, for fear of absorbing too much to cause backlash from the world. And the stronger this feeling is, so we can only fight with us in the starry sky with us, otherwise we will all be waterless fish and rootless trees!"

The starry sky trembled slightly, and a big drum appeared, then turned into a figure. It was the previous King of Dung Drums, but at this time his qi and blood were declining. However, he was holding a beast head in his hand. The moment the beast head appeared, Zang Mou directly pointed out and then imprisoned the soul in this head. It was a beast shadow, but he was already unconscious at this time.

Zang Mou's eyes fluctuated and murderous intent appeared. He sighed softly at the end, and his palm shook slightly, and the beast shadow dissipated, and a mark flew out and fell into the depths of the starry sky. Zang Mou did not imprison him, but let it enter the cycle of reincarnation.

Jin Chanzi looked over and recited the Buddha's name with a little relief.

"Many people think they are dead, but I know he is still alive and lives for the second life like you."

Mu Gu said in a deep voice. Zang Mou looked at the person's injuries and was a little grateful. Finally, he said, "Don't worry, I will help you with all my strength!"

Mu Gu nodded and left. He was in a bad state and killing someone was exhausted.

But at this moment, a monkey was covered in blood all over his body. It was the Lord of the Morning Bell. Their battlefield was no longer here and appeared. He looked at the direction where the mug drum disappeared and said, "He is going to have trouble too!"

Zang Mou said, "Better than you!" The monkey walked over and threw out a few corpses, saying, "The scorpion lurking in the dark should be gone, but I always feel that there are living things coming close, so be careful!"

Zang Mou said: "Thank you, if I don't die, I will look for you!"

After getting the promise, the monkey flashed and disappeared without a trace.

Zang Mou bounced his fingers and a flame flew out, igniting the corpses. He didn't even care about them. Just as the monkey said, the scorpions hiding in the dark were just some pitiful insects!

Zang Mou watched the pagoda continue to suppress it. Under the pagoda was a boy. The boy had a low cultivation level, but the pagoda could not do anything to him. The sound of reincarnation emanated and kept shook the old man in the distance.

The middle-aged man on the tower kept drawing bloody symbols and imprinting them in the void, and the boy's face became heavy, because he felt that his magical powers had been cracked one after another, and those bloody symbols seemed to target all his weaknesses, and they were completely different.

Although Zang Mou did not take action in the distance, his eyes made him feel scared. After all, he was his original identity and his cultivation was not the same as before. He just had a residual thought and no longer had fear in his heart. Zang Mou was different. Zang Mou was a truly invincible person, invincible in his heart.

Mu Ming was inside Zang Mou's body. Looking at this scene, for some reason, Mu Ming felt a breath coming from the sachet, with anger, as if the person in front of him had the smell of disgust of the sachet.

A dazzling talisman paper spewed out from the boy's mouth, and murderous intent suddenly flashed in Zang Mou's eyes. At this time, the rune had burned, and wisps of blue smoke merged into the void, and the void also changed.

A monk with three eyes appeared. He had an ancient aura on his body. His clothes had the primitive and wild taste, and seemed to be rough kumomai. He was a human race, but he had three eyes.

After he appeared, he looked at the starry sky with a curious look, his eyes penetrated the Red Leaf World. The third eye, that is, the vertical eye between his eyebrows, had a slight fluctuation, and then looked at Zang Mou.

"Long time no see, calves!" The man smiled, but Zang Mou was silent and finally said: "Master!"

As soon as these words came out, the starry sky was silent, and Bu Suanzi was stunned, then suddenly realized and shook his head.

Mu Ming's Master Pill sighed slightly at this moment, as if he had already understood this scene.

"You are not surprised. It seems that you have known it for a long time, Maverick!" The three-eyed monk continued, without any fluctuations in his cultivation, just like his face, extremely calm.

"Calf..." Zang Mou chewed this sentence, not knowing what it tasted, a little happy, a little surprised, and more sad.

"What do you want?" Zang Mou said, his eyes regaining his usual indifference.

The monk nodded secretly, as if he was very pleased with Zang Mou's expression. The three-eyed monk said, "Don't you understand, disciple!"

When Zang Mou heard that he no longer called himself a calf, for some reason, his heart suddenly became a little cold, and then said, "You are a saint, who teaches sentient beings, you also like farming and sericulture, and like to plant seeds. Many seeds, some of these seeds will become towering trees. What others need is the fruits of the big trees, but what you need is to watch them take roots and sprouts, and finally grow old slowly. What you need is a process."

Zang Mou's language is plain, but many people in the starry sky have a sense of pity. The arrogant strong man is actually a seed planted by one person.

Thinking of this, they looked at the three-eyed monks, and some people thought of something terrible, and then their faces changed drastically.

The monk nodded, and Zang Mouyou continued, "The ancient Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors are the saints in the eyes of the world!"

There was no ridicule, but a little bit of emotion. Zang Mou had long been used to seeing too much. Apart from the pain when he first knew the truth, he no longer felt much. Even if it was pain, he was still a memory of the past. How could a person who was called his master have no feelings?

However, the person opposite had no feelings, and even if he had no feelings for him, he would not appear here.

"You shouldn't have come!" Zang Mou said.

The monk nodded and responded: "But I'm already here!"

"Then die!" This was Zang Mou's response, his eyes were calm.

"I hope, one day you will show up, you have never misread me!" said the three-eyed monk.

Zang Mou nodded, and said nothing more, but took action. The monk also took action. Xingkegong suddenly exploded, and the starry sky that was 100,000 miles suddenly collapsed.
Chapter completed!