When his voice fell, Qin Changfeng indifferently raised his hand and patted the whole closed virtual space, he became disordered. What order of heaven and earth and what laws of avenue were crushed, and this big palm wrapped in black fog became the only one.

"Hey!"
The violent monkey slapped his chest with his hands, and his muscles swelled high. He raised his arms as if he had resisted the Tathagata’s palm, and tried to lift it abruptly.
Is it that he has been suppressed by the Tathagata’s palm twice and now he can withstand Qin Changfeng’s palm?
The result is obviously sad.
Qin Changfeng’s palm seems to be the palm of his hand, but in fact it is transformed by the robbery of the sea magic way, and there are more magic rays roaming in the lunar magic sea.
Although the nine seals have been transformed into the armor of God, they have not completely lost their ability to attack and cut. In this way, the Taiyin Sea or the holy power of Buddhism and Taoism can not only absorb the damage from the outside world like a sponge, but also attack and cut with them.
"Boom!"
The four sides shook and roared, and the monkey stepped on the ground and slammed his arms. Almost all his muscles burst due to overload and extreme expansion. He fought hard and unyieldingly, but the result would not be changed by his efforts, his anger and his fighting spirit.
"Bang!" Kneeling on the hard rock, one by one, made a deep hole.
He looked up with a huge palm on his shoulder and glared, but he saw the palm owner’s eyes calm and playful through the cracks in his fingers. It was a faint smile that made him extremely disgusted!
Yeah, even so, what can he do?
Although he is the Monkey King, someone … He is taller than the sky!
"Monkey, I’m not a Tathagata. I don’t need all beings to worship me. I’ll let you bend a knee today to let you know if I can ask you again now. Do you want me to set you free?"
Qin Changfeng took back the palm of his hand and faced the monkey on one knee. Although it looked high, it was also somewhat sincere.
Because whenever Qin Changfeng has a natural affection for a fighter like a monkey, it is also the time when the monkey’s wildness has not been tamed. If he has accepted the title of fighting Buddha and become a Tathagata lackey, Qin Changfeng doesn’t bother to look at him.
"I want it, but will you give it to the Tathagata?" The monkey roared, and he hated this gang for arranging his fate at will.
Qin Changfeng smiled and laughed. "If he refuses, let the world come to Tathagata."
Chapter six hundred and ten Heshen River …
"What if there is no Tathagata? Then you become the second Tathagata?"
"A mere Tathagata is qualified to make me the second one?"
This is the last dialogue on the cliff. After that, Qin Changfeng turned around and didn’t give the monkey a chance to speak again. There is no need to say anything more.
This must be the idea that the monkey has never given up.
When Qin Changfeng uttered the words "Let the world come back to Tathagata", he was already more eager than conation, which was more than illusory freedom.
He was defeated by Tathagata’s palm twice.
As a result, it was suppressed for the first time for 500 years, and forced to be an apprentice to a monk who was nothing but nagging for the second time.
The hatred in his heart is already terrible.
What’s more, Qin Changfeng didn’t let him fight the Tathagata to the death, but let him stand by while pressing the key.
So this time he took the initiative to lower his proud head.
Even when Qin Changfeng turned his back on him …
When Qin Changfeng scattered the seal and floated away with an umbrella fairy, there was a monkey left on the cliff, standing alone and cold as if no one had ever been here tonight.
He doesn’t know whether it is right or wrong to bow his head tonight. He knows that he will never regret it.
At the same time, Shi Feixuan asked, "Where are we going now?"
"Back to the Emperor and Step on the Peak"

Touching a wound gently has a tingling pain. This is the first time he has been hurt. He glanced at Li Suiyun, and there was a smile on his mouth. No matter when he was still so cunning, he never cared about what made this blow. He probably made careless efforts. How much strength does he have to continue this game with himself?

Looking at the distant ice wall indifferently, he smiled gently, and with a wave of his hand, there was a crisp sound, and the ice wall broke, and Li Suiyun also showed his figure.
PS, if you don’t count the words, the text will be over in about seven chapters. Keep working hard and give you an unexpected ending in the code word. I said that the knot will definitely end.
Chapter one hundred and twenty Pathetic
Behind the mountain, Li Suiyun’s expression is ugly, but it can be clearly seen that his body is half bowed and his chest fluctuates violently like a bellows, and his forehead seems to be stunned, giving people a feeling of strength.
Hung-jun smiled at the corner of his mouth. Li Suiyun or Li Suiyun, although he was well-connected, still didn’t reach his limit. He stretched out his hands and gently stroked a shoulder scar. The corner of his mouth couldn’t help but twitch. He took a sip of air conditioning and his eyes flashed a trace of pain. This little hand was so cruel that he saw blood at first hand. It was so hateful that he couldn’t get rid of it.
Li Suiyun slowly retracted his stretched straight arm, gently shook his neck, and gently moved his limbs. The whole body rang like a bean.
Hung-chun can see a few saints who spy on Li Suiyun from a distance, and the corners of his mouth slightly become warped, ignoring whether Li Suiyun is ready to explode again with a wave of his hand and a golden light in the future.
Li Suiyun’s eyes flashed a cold light on his forehead, and the third eye once again burst into purple Lei Guang. Two lights finally hit a place and eventually turned into a dazzling white light, which filled the whole world with intense light, making all saints feel a loss in an instant.
At this moment, Li Suiyun let out a roar like a mountain tiger, and the whole person hit Hongjun like a shell. He was so strong that he seriously injured the one with the biggest avatar and the strongest body among the twelve Wuzu in the wild.
Li Suiyunli hit the past, but he never dreamed that he didn’t hit the target with a single blow. He almost fell out of the sky like a punch. At the moment of his absence, a dazzling golden light exploded at his side. He was caught off guard and was blown red-handed. The whole person was blown out and fell into the ocean, and I didn’t know whether it was life or death.
Hung-chun sighed gently, and his eyes showed a hint of nai’s mouth. He could see clearly that the lightning that destroyed God was exploding in Li Suiyun’s head. Li Suiyun was badly injured in the head, and he couldn’t afford this only opponent who was worthy of his own hands. Perhaps this nominal brother just fell for a while, and his eyes were silent.
Li Suiyun fell into the sea and immediately sank to the sea. His whole person slowly sank to the bottom of the sea as if he were asleep. His whole body was dripping with blood and brought out a golden red blood that was extended to the sea for a long time.
Li Suiyun was badly injured. Hung-chun’s lightning strike was really fierce. Although his body was strong, he could not be the lightning strike. His neck was almost broken, and a little muscle and bone were attached to him. His life was broken. Even the monk who repaired the supreme avatar was afraid of such an injury and could do nothing.
With getting farther and farther away from the sea, Li Suiyun’s dharma body has gradually disappeared, showing his pale face and eyes slightly open. He doesn’t seem to believe that all this is true. The corners of his mouth are tightly sipped with a little bit of unwillingness and a little bit of stubbornness. All this seems to have been frozen into a permanent memory, the last memory.
Li Suiyun’s consciousness hasn’t dissipated yet, but he has lost the ability to control his body. Lightning may not have the ability to hurt Yuan Shen, but it is obvious that Hung-chun is mixed with other magical powers. At the same time, his Yuan Shen was fatally hurt by lightning.
Yuan God does not destroy a monk. If Yuan God has the necessary conditions and can get the necessary materials, he can reshape the body. On the other hand, once Yuan God is damaged, he has no chance to recover if there is no special chance.
Li Suiyun’s Yuan God suffered an important injury. As mentioned above, he never had a chance to recover, but he didn’t have a big chance before.
Li Suiyun’s consciousness didn’t dissipate, and his memory remained intact. All the wars, killings and love he had experienced silently flashed before his eyes … At this moment, it seemed that everything he owned and did was gone from him.
Did you do something wrong? There seems to be nothing wrong with that obsession in his heart. He seems to have changed his fate. He gave up the chance to enjoy life again and the pursuit of love.
With that obsession in his heart, he seems to have succeeded. Everything moves a little bit to the finish line according to his own imagination, but what will he fail? Heaven is inviolable, but what’s the point of coming into this world if you can’t change your destiny?
But I still failed. I lost in the hands of Hong Jun, the spokesman of Heaven. In an instant, Li Suiyun seemed to think of the scene when I first met Pangu, Avelot Dite, da ji, their sisters, their faces and their millions of monks … All this seems to have gone away from me.
Li Suiyun’s desire for survival is still very strong, but he has managed to control his body. Although he has a desire for survival, he has no ability to condense the aura of heaven and earth, and he has no ability to repair his wounds. He can lose his vitality a little bit, but there is no room for resistance. The end of the war seems to have been doomed, and everything in the celestial and human worlds seems to be about to change again.
Yuan saw this scene, and his eyes flashed a glimmer of gloom and power, which was stronger than the emptiness, and the Taoist priest finally failed. He was defeated by the challenge Hung-chun, and the road Hung-chun was so powerful and invincible. Whether he was a saint or a teacher, Heaven was still in charge, and he didn’t say much. After all, Hung-chun was his master, and there was nothing wrong with him respecting the teacher.
Nu Wa glanced at Fuxi’s heart and wondered that Li Suiyun had fallen, but there was no omen. This is not strange. What’s more, even if Li Suiyunxiu really fell, he would fight for a larger foe. Why would he be so angry? They hesitated for a moment and gave a little courtesy, but they were still waiting, perhaps expecting a miracle.
Chapter one hundred and twenty-one Days like swords
It seems that the clouds have fallen. Although there is no omen, it seems that all saints can get up again with the clouds.
He is a saint, but he is not an enemy. It is easy to say in such a big chance, but is it so easy to appear in the real world? You can meet a huge opportunity casually, but it will only appear in novels at that time. If you can meet it casually, it will be tantamount to cheating the enemy.
It is a great luck for a monk to meet a chance in his life. These saints naturally don’t know that Li Suiyun appeared in this world, which is a great chance. They have all decided that the overall situation is set.
Li Suiyun, like a stone, moved to the depths of the ocean a little bit, and the golden red blood was still in his Yuan God, and it seemed that he was a little tired, and an indescribable drowsiness gradually emerged.
At this time, the dry tripod in his hand shook slightly, so gently that his muscles became numb. Li Suiyun suddenly felt a little conscious. Although this feeling was not very obvious, it was also a great thing for Li Suiyun.
This made him a little more awake in an instant. Gan Kunding is not the kui of a congenital treasure. She seems to have felt that Li Suiyun was not right. In a short moment, she shed a rich aura of heaven and earth to repair her master’s body.
Although the repair of Gankunding is very slow, it can happen quickly, but after all, Li Suiyun Yuan Shen is not in a coma, and he is still awake. If he has not fallen asleep, it means that his life is still going on. If he wants his life to continue, there is still hope.
Flying at sea level, Hung-chun’s brow suddenly frowned-he knew very well that the slightest aura fluctuation when he caught a cold in the depths of the ocean was not very big, but it was lasting and the aura fluctuation continued.
Hung-jun’s mind turned extremely fast. His first thought was that Li Suiyun was struggling. Maybe his wound was not as heavy as he thought. In a moment, Hung-jun hesitated for a moment. He didn’t know whether to destroy this guy or whether to leave him in the world, which might affect heaven, and let him continue to contain those who are willing to compete with himself.
Hesitated for a long time, he finally made a decision that he and Qing Xu had a crack, just like a young tree left a scar and would never recover. He and he had left a scar, and even if they were repaired, they would leave a heavy stain on their friendship. He didn’t want to think about himself day and night like Li Suiyun, which was definitely not a good taste.
Hesitated for a moment, he finally let out a deep sigh, and made a decision in an instant to clear up the emptiness, so that if you calculate yourself every day, even if you are a saint, you will never be able to keep him alive.
He didn’t think much of what hand gently raised a golden ray recovery and gathered in his hand. Before Yuan, several saints came over for nothing, and that Lei Guang crashed and blew straight into the deep sea.
Seeing this scene, Yuan’s eyes flashed a trace of surprise. In an instant, he had already understood each other’s meaning. He was surprised that Li Suiyun had not fallen yet. He must still have hope of recovery. If it weren’t for this, Hung-chun would try again. What on earth is it like to have a great magical power? In an instant, Yuan doubted the winner of the war in the end.
Destroying God’s thunderbolt slammed into the deep sea, and seeing it, Li Suiyun saw that chaos clock flashed a khaki light to meet the thunderbolt. Two lights struck each other, and the whole sea suddenly broke a huge water column of 10 kilometers in Fiona Fang. The seawater splashed into the sky and fell into a salty rain in the future.
Hung-jun’s eyebrows are slightly wrinkled, and there is a flash of surprise in his eyes. It seems that Li Suiyun was still so cunning just now. It seems that if you want to deal with him, you have to get his two innate treasures first. Otherwise, having these two magic weapons is like wearing armor. It is a little difficult for a tortoise to knock him down by normal means.
Gan Kun Ding seems to have felt the crisis. In an instant, she made an amazing decision. Gan Kun Ding melted and turned into a white liquid. She crawled along Li Suiyun’s arm little by little and finally crawled to Li Suiyun’s wound and finally stopped. Just like the best medicine, Li Suiyun’s wound fused.

According to the scene, the one who destroyed

"Come on, no matter what chariots. No matter how powerful it is, it can’t be worse than what I put in the clock of heaven and earth. "
According to the scene, the one who destroyed the chariot was probably the broken halberd that Fang Yun met. Now that you have got the most powerful halberd, you don’t have to participate in the battle for the wreckage of the car. So as not to be greedy, you will lose big because of small.
Fang Yun knows, however, that there is a "Hall of All Demons" and the Emperor’s Prince and his party hidden in the dark.
"Hoo!"
The wind swings, Fang Yun without hesitation to another direction.
"Dragon saliva Gentiana!"
"Chaos tung skin!"
"Yin and Yang stretch grass …"
Fang Yun is constantly collecting the medicinal materials here.
"This time, or try to collect enough. Otherwise, out of here, I’m afraid I can’t find it again! It’ s too pale to have a prescription, but there is no material, but it’ s a very troublesome thing. "
Fang Yun frowned slightly while collecting medicinal materials. The value of "Tai Cang Shen Ding" is far above the general ancient instruments. But one problem that he has to face is that it is impossible for him to find so many places with ancient materials.
Besides, there are many strong people here. A conflict, a fight, can easily make this place, devastated. Besides, so many people are staring. It’s impossible for Fang Yun to sweep the whole piece away.
After all, no one is stupid who can cultivate to the realm of six or seven products of Tianchong. Probably, just seeing some bare spots, I guess someone got the formula of the ancient God Dan.
Suddenly, Wu Guang flashed in my mind, and Fang Yun suddenly had to laugh: "Hey! I actually ignored such a simple fact. " A breeze blew, and another flower disappeared out of thin air. Only this time, not only the roots, stems, flowers and leaves on the surface were collected, but even a piece of soil disappeared.
At the same time, just below a mountain peak, there was a newly transplanted herb.
Transplanting the exotic flowers and herbs in the ancient small world into the universal clock of heaven and earth, and establishing a medicine garden. Use the time of "the clock of heaven and earth" to accelerate energy, breed continuously and cultivate herbs! This is Fang Yun’s solution.
The so-called incoming fans, onlookers see clearly. Fang Yun kept thinking about how to collect more herbs, but ignored the simplest fact. With a complete space, Fang Yun can cultivate itself in it.
The concentration of primordial energy in the Middle Ages and the Near Ages is no longer suitable for cultivating ancient plants and medicinal materials. However, this is not a problem. Fang Yun can completely create an ancient environment in it.
"Ha, ha, ha, unexpectedly, I also made such a low-level mistake. Fortunately, I reacted in time. "
Da3 Yun4 smiled and relaxed completely. Now, really speaking, as long as he cultivates the medicine garden. There can be no one here who has gained more than him.
Sometimes, the harvest of killing is not necessarily the biggest!