Chapter 1291 Haotian God, come!(2/2)
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.
Chapter completed!