Chapter 143
Chapter 143
[Evaluation: A story of a dove occupying a magpie's nest]
【Choose one of the following awards】
[1, extremely short life experience]
[2, Dao Perception and Cultivation Realm]
【3, The Emperor of Man Sutra】
Ning Ze hesitated for a moment, then blurted out: "Choose 2." "
Since that Buddha Dao Immortal King made a move for the dead monks in the south.
Then sooner or later it will happen again, but there is no need to waste this option
The voice fell.
Ning Ze's pitch-black pupils flickered brightly, beating the law symbol, and the spatial avenue and law power of the first layer of the soul altar instantly fused most of it
His comprehension of the power of space has climbed to a new level
I believe that it will not be long before the fruit of the Great Avenue can be condensed and promoted to the Immortal King
"The Green Emperor..."
Ning Ze's eyes were cold and he muttered.
The Immortal Realm was originally the inheritance laid down by the Terran Emperor millions of years ago, and it was only because they had a good relationship with the Demon Emperor that they agreed to move some of their clansmen over.
Unexpectedly, after the Great War of Ten Thousand Races, the Green Emperor actually occupied the Magpie's Nest and turned against each other.
The four domains of the world are left only for a corner of the Terrans13
"Three small continents, I'm afraid even mortals can't fit it"
Ning Ze snorted coldly.
The Terrans did not have a sage to stand up and speak, presumably they had already submitted to the Green Emperor.
In this way, it seems that this incident is not an emergency, but premeditated
"Alas. "
Ning Ze looked worried and let out a long sigh.
In his heart, he had already begun to calculate how to place everyone in the Purple Yang Sect and remind the Big Dipper Venerable.
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The number of Buddhas of the Immeasurable God Buddha in the Western Land is quite large, and the news released by Ning Ze is like growing wings, quickly transmitted to various cities
Tea houses, post stations, flower shops, and the busy city are constantly talked about.
"Hey, you heard no, the immortals are going to war"
"Send a big man from the east to recruit troops."
"I heard about it, it is said that the person is not small, even the gods and Buddhas of the Immeasurable Buddha City are doing things for him, and even released words, in less than three days, he will wash the western soil in blood."
"Gee. "
“...... This person is also too arrogant, when the gods and Buddhas of our western land are so bullied?"
"Shh, don't talk nonsense, immortals fight, mortals suffer, maybe if any sentence is heard, our little life will be gone"
The two inn guys chatted in low voices without a match.
Inside its upstairs Accord.
A middle-aged Buddhist cultivator had a gloomy look in his eyes and took a sip of spirits.
"Huanxi, do you say we go or not?"
Sitting opposite him was a fat monk with a fat head and big ears, wearing a cardigan and showing a big belly, and his figure was very bloated.
At this moment, he was laughing and flirting with a beautiful young woman beside him, and when he heard what the middle-aged Buddhist cultivator said, he dropped the greasy big hand from her and sighed.
"There are countless Buddhas of that guy who has achieved the immortal monarch realm, and he can't take that East Desolate Ningze, bow down to it, you and my brothers are just a true immortal realm, how dare you not go?"
The Duer God Buddha showed disdain.
"There are so many Buddhist cultivators in the Western Earth Immortal Dao, there must be many who don't go, can he still risk the world to kill him?"
"Supreme Buddha does not eat dry food"
"All of us are dead, who still supplies the mental power to him to cultivate"
Joyful Buddha thought for a while when he heard this, and felt that what he said made sense, but he was still a little uneasy in his heart.
After all, Ning Ze's name is too loud.
An Immortal Monarch cultivator who was less than a hundred years old, and his combat power was amazing, even several Immortal Kings of the top Daoist system of the Eastern Wilderness could not kill him.
Who knows what heights he will reach in the future.
The Duer God Buddha glanced at him, and saw that his expression was still hesitant, and he couldn't help but secretly curse a few times in his heart, and continued to add oil and vinegar to say.
"The battlefield of ten thousand races has always been dominated by the Eastern Wilderness Supreme. (Read violent novels, just go on Feilu Fiction Network!)
"We Xitu Buddhist practitioners used to be cannon fodder, and none of the ten who could come back alive survived. "
"Think about it"
Hearing the battlefield of ten thousand races, the fat face of the Joyful Buddha suddenly showed a look of fear, and his small eyes kept turning.
He enjoyed the bliss of earthly happiness in the Western Earth and was greatly admired by mortals.
Going to the battlefield of ten thousand races where life and death are unpredictable is naturally reluctant in every way.
After pondering for a long time, his eyes lit up, and he spoke: "The risk of refusing to be summoned is too great, Ning Ze has no taboos, but he has killed more than a hundred Dao Slashing cultivators in the first place." "
"It's better like this..."
"Let's go to Infinity City first to find out the void, and then join forces with other Buddhist cultivators to wait for the opportunity, okay?"
“......"
The face of the Duer God Buddha was a little ugly.
I didn't expect that after talking for so long, he still couldn't move this idiot
If it weren't for the two of them sharing the same Buddha City, how could he spend such a thought.
Huanxi Buddha is cowardly and timid by nature, and once he is caught by Ning Ze, he will inevitably offer himself up.
When the time comes, I don't know how to die
"Oh, that's it, let's talk. "
The Buddha took a sip of spirits and said.
"Okay, then that's it."
"Tomorrow Away"
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One day later.
The huge immeasurable Buddha City suddenly became lively, with an endless stream of Buddhist monks coming and going, and the pearlescent aura on the robe was shining, and the breath was sacred and solemn. 100 made many mortals look dazzled.
They are all famous gods and Buddhas in the western land
However, at this time, their faces were not very good-looking, and their eyebrows were worried.
As the landlord, he naturally led a group of Buddhist practitioners to a huge clearing in his temple.
The ground was filled with enlightenment futons, and everyone was seated in turn.
Not often.
A white-clothed figure slowly emerged from the void.
It is a handsome and enchanting young man with a cold temperament and an indifferent expression.
See Ning Ze appeared.
Many Buddhist cultivators cautiously raised their heads to look at this peerless Tianjiao who was famous in the four domains.
At this moment, a young monk sitting at the back saw that slightly familiar face, and the corners of his mouth flashed with bitterness
I think that at the beginning, he was still competing with Ningze in southern Xinjiang for the fallen green emperor lotus seeds from the tea trees planted by the enlightened road.
He was beaten without a wisp, and fled back to Western Earth with serious injuries.
Now in less than a year, he has already achieved the realm of immortal kings, and he has even been valued by the supreme weapon and came to point troops
And he himself has just opened the Gate of Heaven, and even Xuan Immortal has not yet arrived.
The gap is simply like a barrier between mortals and gods, insurmountable
It's desperate.
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