Fantasy: The opening one-dollar second kills the main godhead

“What to do?”

“With the strength of the cultivators of the Unconfused Realm, I may not be able to support it even for a moment.”

Bitter anger.

His face turned pale.

Raising his head slightly, he looked at the old man who was coming towards him, wearing a black robe, and his body was filled with the realm of the Three Heavens.

His face couldn’t help but show a look of despair.

He.

Bitter anger.

Buddhist genius.

The first Lingbao Temple.

The successor of the next abbot of Reibao Temple.

The future route has been planned, but is he going to fall here now?

No, it doesn’t.

How could he fall here?

He also has a great future, and the opportunity to become a Buddha and go to the real Buddhist holy place.

How could he have fallen to this place?

After calming down.

Bitter disgust, narrowed his eyes slightly, and was silent for a moment.

He clasped his hands together.

Inside, the realm of insight into the three heavens was frantically injected towards the golden giant Buddha behind him.

And that huge golden giant Buddha was also injected with terrifying immortal power, flashing Buddha light, diffusing Buddha power, constantly soaring.

“Do you want to resist?”

In the void.

Lofo looked at the change in the golden giant Buddha in front of him.

The speed of moving forward can’t help but increase.

At the same time, slowly raise his right hand.

Suddenly, it pressed towards the huge golden Buddha standing on the ground.

Under absolute power.

Many times, resistance is ineffective.

It’s like that golden Buddha.

After being pressed by Lofoe’s right palm, it gradually became fragmented and even dissipated into the void.

……

“Shh!!!hh

In a flash.

Dusty.

Above the earth, there is a large palm print of the right hand deep into the ground.

And the monk who followed behind bitterness.

They were also crushed into mashed meat.

Dissipate in this world.

It’s just, that bitterness…

It seems that in this palm, escaped ??

“Ran away?”

Lofo narrowed his eyes slightly.

His palm, let alone the realm of insight into the three heavens, even if he has insight into the realm of perfection, he can easily crush to death.

But why that bitterness?

but disappeared??

Even, his breath was directly beyond the scope of Luo Fu’s divine consciousness.

“Maybe run away…”

After shaking his head.

Lofo then sneaked into the shadows.

Anyway, his task is to sit in this Luo family station.

As long as the Luo family is fine.

It doesn’t matter.

……

Eastern Wilderness State.

One of the nine top forces, where the Lingbao Temple is located.

A certain palace where the light was slightly gloomy suddenly flashed a golden light.

Bitter anger, pale.

Sitting on the ground, gulping for air.

Even at this moment, in his mind, there was still the fear when the slap came towards him just now.

If hit.

He will surely die.

But why is he still alive?

Why is it here??

Just as I was thinking about this question, suddenly the candle flame in this palace burned.

And in front of him.

He was dressed in an old cassock.

In his hand, holding a string of worn-out Buddha beads, the abbot of Lingbao Temple with a Zen staff next to him, Kong Hui.

appeared before his eyes.

“Master, Master…”

Bitter lowered his head.

He somewhat understood that it was his own master who made the move.

That’s why he’s here.

……

In this way, bitter anger lowered his head slightly.

Some don’t know what to say.

As the abbot of Lingbao Temple, Kong Hui looked a little helpless.

I saw him shake his head.

After sighing.

Only then did he slowly stand up, hold the Zen staff, and slowly walk towards the outside of the palace.

Until the time when the old monk Kong Hui was about to step out of this palace.

That slightly vicissitudes of voice.

It sounded leisurely.

“Bitter anger, in the back mountain of Lingbao Temple, facing the wall for three hundred years, during which you must not leave the back mountain.”

As Kong Hui’s old monk’s voice fell.

Only then did he slowly disappear into this palace.

And inside the palace.

The bitter anger that slumped on the ground.

At first, he was a little ashamed, and then his face was filled with deep hatred for the Luo family.

“Luo family, Luo family, Luo family…”

“It’s all because of the Luo family, I was punished by Master Venerable on the back mountain wall for three hundred years.”

“Because of the Luo family, I left a bad impression in the heart of Master Venerable.”

“Luo family, I remember you.”

“If I had the chance, I would definitely make you pay!!”

Of course.

Shout back to shout.

Hate to hate.

This trip to the Infinite Dao Domain also made Ku Qiu realize his own shortcomings and the horror of the Naluo family.

If you don’t have a chance, forget it.

And if there is a chance.

Bitter anger, will desperately destroy the Luo family, so that the Luo family completely disappears in this world.

That’s the only way to do it.

to solve the hatred in his heart!!!

……

There was no bitterness and other troubles after the monks of Lingbao Temple.

Over time.

The endless killing continues.

In the Wuji Dao Domain, it can be regarded as being forcibly suppressed by the Luo family, and gradually became more and more calm and peaceful.

“Master.”

“The Wuji Dao Domain has been captured by our Luo family by seventy percent.”

“There is still thirty percent of the area left in the hands of Aoyamaji.”

Luo Family Land.

The current head of the family has a dedicated office room.

There was a monk dressed in a black robe with a black cloak on his head.

He was kneeling on one knee.

Respectful face.

Report, the Luo family’s achievements during this period.

“I see.”

“You stand down.”

Luo Heng waved his hand.

He slowly opened the latest documents sent by the Luo family’s intelligence agency.

The file is confidential.

The document describes detailed information about the results of this battle.

[In a few days, the number of people slaughtered is about 30 billion, which is about one-fifth of the total population of the Wuji Dao Domain!] 】

[Within a few days, 214 imperial dynasties of various sizes chose to submit, and 102 imperial dynasties rebelled, and they have been destroyed!] 】

[Within a few days, 1,058 families chose to submit, and 294 families resisted and were destroyed!] 】

After seeing the information described in detail on the file.

Luo Heng couldn’t help but nod.

Sure enough, it is still more convenient and detailed to understand the situation of the war in this form.

“However, after several days of conquest, after all, he only controls about seventy percent of the area of the Wuji Dao Domain?”

“The remaining thirty percent…”

“It is held in the hands of Qingshan Temple, one of the original three top forces of the Wuji Dao Domain.”

“Do you think that my Luo family does not dare to move the Qingshan Temple??”

Luo Heng whispered.

Indeed, even in the Infinity Dao Domain, he could clearly feel the power of the Buddha Gate, and the influence of the Buddha Gate was definitely a very terrifying level.

But the Qingshan Temple?

Taluo family, really dare not move??

After thinking about it.

Luo Heng’s face couldn’t help but show a slightly cold smile.

“Do you think that my Luo family does not dare to move the Qingshan Temple?”

“Then I’m going to move to show you!!”

After a moment of contemplation.

Luo Heng summoned a fairy cultivator.

He began to issue orders that he was the current head of the Luo family and concurrently the emperor of the Luo dynasty.

And the Luo family.

The Loche dynasty.

These two forces were under Luo Heng’s orders.

They all started moving.

……

Luo Family Land.

Somewhere in the courtyard with a quaint atmosphere.

Luo Jiuge is located at the three-acre spirit field.

Collecting the seeds of the ultimate fairy root [fairy spirit grass].

Because before, he had arranged a formation with a hundredfold increase in speed in the location where his three-acre spirit field was.

So don’t look at this for a few days.

But in fact, that [Fairy Spirit Grass] had already matured and began to produce seeds like crazy.

“Gee.”

“This amount, there must be thirty or fifty thousand [Immortal Spirit Grass] seeds, right?”

Look at your fingers.

The [Fairy Grass] seed in that storage ring.

Luo Jiuge was a little excited.

Because, with this [Fairy Grass] seed, you can grow [Fairy Grass].

And with [Immortal Spirit Grass], it can continuously produce spiritual qi and immortal qi.

And after having a strong aura fairy qi.

Then isn’t the speed of he, and the entire Luo family’s strength increase, like a rocket whizzing upwards??

“Rhubarb, come quickly, it’s time to work.”

After planning the planting area of fairy grass for a long time.

Luo Jiuge stretched out his hand and beckoned towards the courtyard, where the Desolate Ancient Divine Cow that was hard planting the [Chiyan Fruit Tree] beckoned.

“Moo…”

Rhubarb exhaled.

There was reluctance in his voice.

It’s just that after all, it is his own master, and the comfort of life here is more than ten thousand times better than his life in the Great Wilderness.

So……

If you are aggrieved, be aggrieved.

Ancient sacred cow farming.

To be honest, in the Wuji Dao Domain, it should also be regarded as unique.

……

That’s it.

Over time.

The Luo family, the Luo Dynasty, these two conjoined babies are under the general power of action.

An army of more than 30 million cultivators.

Supplemented by more than thirty Immortal Fetal Realm cultivators.

Directly, the army hoarded outside the Qingshan Temple, giving people a feeling that the wind and rain were coming.

Wuji Dao Domain.

Aoyamaji Temple.

In a palace somewhere.

The old monk, who is the abbot of Qingshan Temple, is sitting cross-legged on a soft futon with his eyes closed.

Chanting Buddhist scriptures in his mouth.

The string of Buddha beads was constantly playing with in his hand.

“Master.”

“The Luo family, there are more than 10 million soldiers outside my Qingshan Temple.”

“Our Aoyamaji Temple…”

“What to do?”

Behind the old monk.

That young monk who was the first abbot of Aoyama Temple and the next abbot of Aoyama Temple.

His face was looking anxious.

After swallowing spit.

In the end, I couldn’t help but ask.

“Empty rumors.”

“In front of my Buddha, you need to meditate.”

“As for the Luo family?”

After saying this.

The old monk raised his head slightly, and his cloudy eyes quietly stared at the Buddha statue in front of him.

After a long silence, he sighed.

Whispered.

“As for the Luo family, there is no need to care.”

“This time, it is a great calamity in my Qingshan Temple’s fate.”

“If heaven decrees that my Qingshan Temple will not be destroyed, then what worries?”

“What if the Mandate of Heaven wants my Qingshan Temple to be destroyed?”

“What’s the use of doing so much?”

After saying this.

The old monk closed his eyes.

With a reverent and respectful face, he recited the Buddhist sutra again.

And the young monk heard this.

He shook his head.

Some helplessness.

At this time, his master didn’t think much about how to solve it, and what was the use of saying these decent words?

This is what the young monk thought in his heart.

Only, what he didn’t know was.

How could the old monk not know that what he said was decent??

But no matter how much he thinks.

And what’s the use?

The Luo family, in the Wuji Dao Domain, can be called invincible.

The old monk’s cultivation is not enough to reach the realm of preaching.

In the Luo family, there were at least ten cultivators who had cultivated beyond the realm of preaching, not to mention the Luo family’s unfathomable ancestor.

and the Luo family’s elite army of more than ten million levels.

So……

What’s the use of thinking so much??

At this moment, the old monk, who was the abbot of Qingshan Temple, could only sit in this palace.

While chanting.

While gambling, the Luo family did not dare to touch his Qingshan Temple.

However……

The old monk seemed to have gambled wrong.

……

Outside Aoyama-ji Temple.

About 30 million cultivators hoarded here.

The current head of the Luo family, Luo Heng.

At this moment, he was standing on a high place, quietly staring at the still prosperous Qingshan Temple in front of him, silent.

“Master.”

“It’s time.”

“We, did we attack according to the original plan??”

Suddenly.

Behind him.

A fairy realm cultivator dressed in a black robe, with a scimitar flashing with cold light tied around his waist, and a steaming aura on his body, was kneeling on one knee.

His face was extremely respectful.

“Time?”

“Do you want to attack according to the original plan?”

Hear these words.

Luo Heng, ask his heart for the last time.

Whether to attack or not.

However, it is clear that his choice remains firm.

“Attack!!”

“I want to bulldoze this Qingshan Temple within three days and let the entire Wuji Dao Domain come under the control of my Luo family!!!

Luo Heng’s voice.

Echoing in this void.

Behind him, the black-robed monk bowed his head slightly, and then disappeared in place.

Soon.

With Luo Heng, after the order of the current head of the Luo family.

There were about 30 million troops, made up of practitioners.

and the clansmen of the Luo family.

They all began to march in the direction where Aoyamaji Temple was located!!!!