The Buddhist beads made of Bodhizi flashed rapidly, but the fierce and resentfulness in Kinnara's eyes became increasingly intense.

The amount of disaster energy that was unseen in the field silently invaded his body, and his soul quietly corroded his mind.

"Go to die!"

A roar.

Kinnaro no longer looked as if he had been detached from the world before, his eyes wide open and his face was distorted.

This Western saint disciple flew up and shot towards the little oriole like a sharp arrow.

The man was in mid-air, and his body suddenly expanded countless times. At the same time, a little golden light lit up from his eyebrows and spread throughout his body in an instant, dyeing it into a golden man.

This Buddha statue has a huge gold body, with four faces, each with four different emotions: joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness.

He also had eighteen arms, each holding an acquired spiritual treasure, carrying an immeasurable vast magic power to hit the little yellow oriole.

"The catastrophe is caused by the disaster?"

The little yellow lion frowned slightly, and saw that something was wrong with Kunnaro's condition.

During the last time during the Lich's death, she also personally experienced the feeling of being eroded by the energy of the death's death. She also witnessed the ten golden crows that were good at the Tanggu, which brought huge disasters to the prehistoric creatures, and thus intensified the hatred between the Lich and the Lich tribes.

After the energy of the disaster enters the body and reaches the point where it can deceive the mind, all kinds of desires in the heart will be infinitely amplified, and some extraordinary actions will be completely different from usual.

At this moment, Kinnaro was in this state.

Suddenly losing the twelve-grade innate spiritual treasure that he had already obtained, the Fire Red Lotus of Fire, made him feel resentful and angry, which gave him the opportunity to take advantage of the disaster.

Little Huangli knew it, but she would not show mercy to the subordinates of Jinnaro for this.

The disciples of each sect entered the world to respond to the disaster, and they had the intention to kill the disaster, so they were naturally prepared to become other people's targets.

Or enlightenment.

Without this enlightenment, it is almost impossible to survive the tribulation peacefully.

In the midst of lightning, a square seal appeared out of thin air, and under the control of the little oriole's will, the seal was facing forward.

Fantian Seal!

This top-quality acquired spiritual treasure refined from the original body of Buzhou Mountain once again showed its powerful attack power.

The huge golden body like a mountain rushing forward in Kinnarona suddenly stopped.

Then, cracks appeared on the golden body, spreading rapidly throughout the body like a spider web.

"Click--"

The breeze blew, blowing this seemingly indestructible golden body into golden fine sand flying all over the sky.

Jinnaro's soul appeared in the yellow sand all over the sky, his eyes slightly regained some clarity, but more of it was an unconcealable look of horror.

"What kind of treasure is this?"

Jinna Luo asked in a stern voice.

"Fantian Seal."

The little yellow oriole answered calmly, then pointed a finger lightly.

The invisible power locked the soul of Kinnara, making him feel like he was in a cage and could not escape.

"Go."

Accompanied by the little yellow oriole's indifferent voice, Kinnaro's soul burst out.

"call--"

The little yellow oriole breathed a sigh of relief.

Kinnaro's magic power was only slightly weaker than her. She could solve this opponent in two moves, but she relied more on Fantian Seal, a powerful killer weapon with an extremely powerful attack power. Otherwise, the six-meter-long golden body that originated from the saint would have taken her a lot of effort.

After all, this is a magical power created by a saint, and it is extremely powerful!

...

When the Kinnaluo's soul burst, Yun Zhongzi, who was thousands of miles away, felt a move in his heart, and the list of Gods hidden in his soul emerged.

Yun Zhongzi reached out to open the list of gods and found that there was a brand new name on it - Kinnaro.

"Tsk tsk, it's too ruthless for senior sister to take action. This is a powerful one. In addition to the three disciples of the Western Sect, Maitreya and Dizang, who are all in line, it seems that he is the strongest. As a result, senior sister has just passed a few breathing skills and put this person on the list.

The way she was going to take was a big killer?

That's not great. It seems that those who have been on the path of killing since ancient times have not ended well.

Forget it, I can't control this. Anyway, with the master here, she can't have any big problems."

Yun Zhongzi muttered, and put away the Investiture of Gods.

When the list of Gods was closed, Kinnaro's name flashed slightly, as if he was struggling and resisting.

Yun Zhongzi's eyes stopped for a moment on Jinnaro's name and curled his lips, "You are lucky to be on the list of gods, don't be unsatisfied."

At this time, Yao Ji's name on the Conquest of Gods also flashed slightly.

Then, the two names gradually faded.

Yun Zhongzi didn't know what communication these two people had made in the List of Gods. In short, Kinna Luo stopped making trouble, so he didn't care.

...

Chaos outside the sky, Zixiao Palace.

Saint Cundi, who was waiting for the appearance of Taoist Master Hongjun, had a moving heart, and as his eyes opened and closed, a scene of time flowing faintly appeared.

"Has Kinnaro fallen?"

Zhunti frowned slightly.

There are few disciples in the Western religion, and every disciple and the saint have devoted all his efforts. Anyone who falls in a disaster will make him heartbroken, otherwise he would not have taken out Bodhi to refine Buddhist beads for his disciples.

What surprised him even more was that he saw the fall of Kinnaro over the long river of time, but he did not see who took the action.

"A saint took action to block the secrets of heaven for that man."

Zhunti is not unfamiliar with this method, so he often does this kind of thing himself.

Who will it be?

He thought about it carefully, but had no clue.

The chaos of acquired secrets was not easy to deduce. In addition, the saint took action to block it, and he didn't know anything except seeing the fall of Kinnaro.

"Ah—This disaster is indeed different from the past."

Zhunti sighed and gave up on the idea of ​​exploring the real murderer.

The feeling this time's catastrophe gave him was very different from the last lich catastrophe.

Last time, he was a saint who looked down on all living beings. He could not only watch the two lich tribes fight for the tribes during the tribulation, but also to take action at will to accelerate the progress of the tribulation.

And this time, he was still a saint, but he felt a sense of crisis in the situation.

Although it is very weak, it still makes him feel uncomfortable.

The reason is that the person who presided over the catastrophe this time changed from Taoist ancestor Hongjun to the evergreen saint.

Zhunti hates this feeling very much.

He is used to being a chess player who holds his cards. He is like watching the fire outside the game, and he is aware of all changes in the world, rather than being treated as a piece on the chessboard by others. If he can't see the overall situation clearly, he may also lose his troops and generals.

"No, if that person deliberately targets me in the West in a catastrophe, I'm afraid that the only disciples in the West in the West will be exhausted in this catastrophe."

Zhunti thought about it and respectfully bowed to the empty cushion of the main seat, "Teacher, if you are with me, then you will return to the prehistoric world and come to Zixiao Palace after you have done the chores."

The Zixiao Palace was still as quiet as usual, but Zhunti knew that Daozu had heard him.

However, because the Taoist ancestor Hongjun is in line with the heavenly way, he is normally integrated with the heavenly way. He will not easily reveal his true body if he has nothing to do.

"Disciple takes his leave!"

After Zhunti finished speaking, he turned around and left Zixiao Palace, and then his figure gradually faded and disappeared.

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Chapter completed!