The First Immortal of the Heavens

Ji Guiwu wanted to curse.

You **** your understanding of Buddhism. How many great gods are contained in this classic Buddhism, even his former deity can gain from it, but if you go wrong, you will be afraid of him. It was erased.

That is truly erasing fear.

If it is fearless, it is the heart.

So invincible, it is the body.

In this way, the body and mind are united. Since then, there is no fear. Nothing can affect his heart or his body. This is not the strongest person in the immortal way who has to reach a very high level and the heart is astonishing. Is it possible to comprehend it?

Why do you understand it.

No, you just went the wrong way.

Ji Guiwu wanted to argue with Zhang Yang about the Dharma, but Zhang Yang only wanted to talk to him with his fist.

The terrifying giant head on the horizon overlooked all living beings, making the Chiyan Dynasty silent, making the saints afraid to move, making mortals kneel on the ground, and arousing the fear in everyone’s heart, soul, and bones. At this moment, Zhang Yang killed it.

At that moment, he was like a beacon in this dark night, shining into everyone's heart, letting ice jade face, letting demon sword one, letting the moon return to the dragon, letting the flames of red fire, letting Lu Hengkong , Let Yan Mengqing, Jin Zhilong and so on all give birth to a trace of inexplicable excitement, even a faint expectation, they are actually looking forward to publicity to kill Jiguiwu, because Jiguiwu is the root of their inner fear. Only by breaking can we reshape ourselves, understand something more clearly in martial arts, and make them stronger.

"Xian is used to kill."

When Zhang Yang roared this sentence, everyone's heart was boiling.

At that moment, Bing Yuyan burst into a dazzling light all over her body. Her ice path and Thunder Dao blended more thoroughly and perfectly. She seemed to transform into an immortal. She originated from the look up to immortals in the inheritance of Thunder Dao. The son was shattered by roar.

She was so, and many other people were awakened by the roar.

"Indigenous people, you actually have to step on this immortal and teach sentient beings in the vast world." Jigui has no anger, and there is no way to see the open mind.

He was horrified at the open heart at the same time.

What kind of person is this?

In this long street, there are more enemies in publicity, how many of them are really united with him?

Isn't he afraid that this is making his enemies stronger?

Jiguiwu couldn't think through, couldn't figure it out, and didn't have time to think about it, because the killing caused by the sacred golden body, which was more than ten times the speed of sound, came quickly.

This is no longer the sacred power of soul calming.

This is Dzogchen Killing Thunder Sacred Power!

With the belief of fearlessness, fearlessness, and invincibility, he punched this martial arts category beyond the limits of the eternal night, and the void in front of the boom collapsed, and the power of the violent shot in the screaming of the scream has not yet hit When they went out, they were blasted out, and the remnant souls of the blasted Jiguiwu were exploded suddenly, and the fragments of the remnant souls were even more crushed.

Rumble!

The remnant soul is broken, the remnant soul is shattered.

The terrible slaying holy thunder enveloped this area and carried out indiscriminate destruction.

Zhang Yang stepped past the place covered by the boiling thunder and lightning.

Once you go and pass, everything returns to nothingness.

Never see the remnant soul of loneliness again.

And the huge head that emerged from under the horizon quietly disappeared.

The darkness shrouded in heaven and earth also receded.

Xingyue reappeared.

The lights are brilliant.

The silent Chiyan Emperor has a loud voice again.

Zhang Yang exhaled his foul air, and he looked around for the Seventh Prince, but he was nowhere to be seen.

He knew that from now on, the Seven Princes would be free from shackles, and the real skyrocketing.

"Seventh Prince, I am waiting for your challenge."

He whispered, turned around, and left with Bing Yuyan.

The long street still seemed silent.

The bright-faced Xutian Pavilion people no longer had the arrogance and domineering of the past, nor the anger at Zhang Yang killing the two of them, some were shocked and shocked, and quietly retreated into the Xutian Pavilion, and some went to retreat.

The secret person didn't say anything, and left in a hurry.

Yan Chi sighed: "This night, it's really lively, the fairy is out."

Princess Yan Mengqing whispered: "Xiang, I was killed."

She raised her head and looked at her back. Her breathtaking eyes were full of fiery heat, as if they could melt steel. She knew that this man who dared to challenge the immortal was probably imprinted in her heart.

And she also concluded that it was not just him, but the entire Chiyan Emperor Capital, including the saints.

They returned with turmoil.

They know that it is difficult to sleep tonight.

They understand more that the impact of this night exceeds Zhang Yang's blow to the Taixu Dynasty, because everyone knows, especially the people of the Taixu Dynasty understand that Zhang Yang is not even afraid of immortals, will you be afraid of your Taixu Dynasty?

Either you kill him, or he kills you Taixu Dynasty.

And as Zhang Yang became more and more prestigious in the West Desert, if he didn't make a move sooner, I'm afraid they would run out of time in the Taixu Dynasty.

************Xu Tian Pavilion!

The bodies of Feng Guolong and Ji Shaolong have been processed.

The people in the cabinet were also very silent.

As the geniuses of the Taixu Dynasty, and they are first-class geniuses, everyone can't bear the humiliation after being provoked by publicity and murder.

But everyone was stimulated by the appearance of Jieguiwu, because of a broken fairy soul.

Someone retreats immediately.

Yelang, the first genius to assassinate one of the thirty geniuses in the West Desert.

Afterwards, Nie Bahuang, Su Guanchao, Xiao Xiong, Li Xing Kuang, Xia Shendao, etc. all went into seclusion.

Jin Zhilong, Jin Zhihu, and Jin Liuli did not.

They still can't rest.

"Liu Li, you have a fear of Zhang Yang." Jin Zhilong said.

Jin Liuli's face changed slightly, and she said in a low voice, "After tonight, it won't be anymore!"

She witnessed Zhang Yang facing the immortal soul without fear, and she was also touched, but she was afraid of Zhang Yang, and this was what she wanted to break.

"Very well, how can the power of our Taixu Dynasty be known to others? Temporarily forbearance is for greater victory." Jin Zhilong said solemnly, "After this battle, we must also destroy our inner pride. It’s the foundation to be truly committed and strengthen yourself."

Jin Zhihu and Jin Liuli nodded one after another.

Since Jin Zhilong became the Holy Eye of the Holy Body, his status has skyrocketed.

He opened his mouth to speak, but suddenly looked towards the room on the left.

Jin Zhihu and Jin Liuli felt weaker, and they were still aware of it.

That room was the place where the body of the black-robed military division was kept.

At the beginning, Taixu Emperor Jin Shengtian had said that he would return with his open head, so the black-robed military division's body was always kept in the Xutian Pavilion, and it was also protected by the corresponding forbidden secret magic. It would not be damaged and the preservation was very complete.

The three of them looked at each other, all came to the front of the room, pushed the door and entered.

The body of the black-robed military master who was lying on his back was silent, and wisps of soul light appeared around the body.

Soul light into the body.

The black-robed military master unexpectedly heard a faint heartbeat again, his eyes trembled, and he slowly opened.