Chen Yuan landed steadily on the front of the city, gently lowering the two figures. He wiped one palm over the forehead of the main leader of the Vinaya Sect, and easily wiped out the ignited Nirvana Dao Fire.

Once the Nirvana Taoist Fire is ignited, it cannot be extinguished easily.

This precept is not true for the demigods of the realm of the fruit of life and death.

"Jin Yi, survive... take good care of the Buddhist son."

Chen Yuan's voice was very low, leaving such an almost commanding command.

Without saying anything, he turned around and came to the broken observation deck and stood on the platform.

The platform is a thousand feet tall, like a cliff.

He drew his sword and stared at the huge monster bird.

The annihilation wind slowly extinguished-

The man wearing a cloak stood in front of the Great Wall City in the North.

All the people behind you will be peaceful.

...

...

"Chen Yuan..."

"I... underestimated you."

The demon bird sounds like thunder.

Chen Yuan's expression was calm, and he vaguely felt... Bai Gen at this moment looked very similar to the state of the battle at Tianhailou back then. Although he had a certain killing power, he was mentally confused and almost abnormal.

Perhaps this is the price that the road to melting bloodlines is.

After melting blood after blood that did not belong to him into his muscles, Bai Gen tasted all the blood of countless demons and experienced countless fragmented memories... After smelting thousands of blood, he even forgot who he was and what he was pursuing.

"I didn't expect that you and that mere Buddhist ant in Nirvana Realm could pierce my divine body..."

Bai Gen's voice was low, "But the Great Wall in the North has been destroyed."

His voice was full of jokes, provocations, and unscrupulousness.

"This Great Wall cannot ascend... What other means do you have to stop me?"

Chen Yuan, who held the sword, was silent again.

After a while of silence, he said seriously: "I have nothing to do."

This is a truth.

Immediately afterwards, Chen Yuan asked calmly: "But, have you...forgot someone?"

The huge demon bird lying on the top of the Great Wall in the North was stunned. A sense of confusion emerged in his insane pupils, followed by deep fear.

...

...

In the northern wilderness of clouds, thousands of iron edges of the phoenix wings turned into a long sword and slashed down obliquely.

Tianhuang Yi completely turned into a broken treasure.

The white sea of ​​clouds was stained red by a rain of hot blood—

Time seems to be solidified.

The sword edge condensed in the word "Destroy" hovered in front of the Fire Phoenix's forehead, three inches away.

Huo Feng was stunned.

A door opened in front of him.

Five fingers slowly and steadily clamped the killing thoughts transformed from the word "Destroy".

This killing weapon that broke the bone in the touch seemed to turn into a blunt blade that had not opened in front of the finger master.

At the same time, Bai Gen, the Confucian shirt, was also stunned.

He lowered his head slightly in a daze, looking at the narrow shadow in front of his chest.

A snow-white umbrella sword pierced the Confucian shirt, and the tip of the umbrella easily pierced the skin of the chest and penetrated from the back.

"Long time... I won't see you."

A hoarse sound, as if it had been weathered by thousands of years, slowly rang out.

Bai Gen's pupils contracted, looking at the figure in the black shirt stepping out of the door.

Ning Yi glanced at Bai Gen calmly, ignoring the shocked expression of the man in Confucian shirt in front of him. He smiled at the black murderous thought that was entangled in front of him, and said softly: "I haven't seen you for tens of thousands of years, I miss you very much."

This sentence is said to the word "Destroy".

All the heavenly books have been refined, only the word "Destroy" is...

"Come back."

The moment the sound fell.

The miracle was born.

Three divine fires lingered around Ning Yi's eyebrows, as if a supreme pure land was spread out, entangled in the long river of the great way, in the pure land.

In the realm of the divine fire, Ning Yi's will is the decree of the gods—

Bai Gen's face was pale, and felt an irresistible force of the great way. He came and his perfectly refined word "Destruction" was stripped out under the light three words!

"No!"

The man in the Confucian shirt had a ferocious expression. He tried his best to stretch out his hand, but he could only watch the black murderous thought peeling out from his muscles and bones!

A black bamboo slip fell into the palm of his palm and was instantly refined.

Ning Yi chuckled and let out a breath.
Chapter completed!