History’s Strongest Senior Brother

Daughter's home rouge gouache...

Sauce vinegar soot on the kitchen stove...

The sweat on the construction site is sweaty and sour...

Being contaminated by this red dust, Yan Zhaoge and others feel that they are also integrated into it and become one with them.

The high-definition swirl only feels that the hands are no longer the ancient swords of the immortals, but the female red knits.

Feng Yunyi feels that his hand is no longer a sacred knife, but a kitchen pot and pan.

Even the demon monkey feels that he has changed back to a mountain, and it is easy to roll in the bamboo forest!

Everyone seems to be assimilated by the red world.

There, there are no four swords, there is no knife to destroy the law, there is no Yuanshitianshu.

Everyone has become a dusty and mundane person in the red dust. It has been rolling in the red dust, and has experienced many things in the world.

Among them, the sword Buddha itself is also included.

Here, there is no Buddhist monk, and there is no reincarnation.

He himself, like Yan Zhaoge and others.

If only he is himself, this is naturally not the way to win.

But now with his shots, and his descendants, six swords!

At the same time that his master pushed the sword of the reincarnation of the human race to the extreme, the sword and the sword also changed immediately.

The Jianguang who sent people into the reincarnation, kept swaying, echoing the sacred Buddha in the human body.

Yan Zhaoge and others immediately felt that the speed of their own falling into the human world was accelerating, and it was even more difficult to resist.

When I noticed the moment when the sword and the sword changed, the hearts of the people were slightly fascinated, and they immediately became alert.

The demon is skyrocketing, the knife is broken, and the sword is angry.

Everyone has a means to break away from the attraction and restraint of the red dust of the Sword Buddha.

But the sword light of Susie, this time has arrived.

It is not fierce, not fierce, but it has caused people's own karma from the original, and now it is under the control of Susu himself. The reincarnation is not taken, and the six disperses, but only the world is left.

Wrapped by this power, Yan Zhaoge and others have their own red dust, and they are excited from the inside out.

Affected by this, the attraction of the Buddha Buddha in the human body, their attraction has suddenly increased, so that they can not break free, only have to integrate into it.

Although Panpan is not a human being, it has already passed the humanity, the wisdom is getting familiar, and the seven emotions are all in the same place. Although the situation is slightly better than Yan Zhaoge and others, it is also disturbed by the human red dust.

Between the heavens and the earth, it seems as if there is a huge whirlpool, and everyone should be swallowed up.

The entire Yuquan area is also shaking at this time.

It is not only the Yan Zhaoge and his enemies who are enemies with the swords and buddhas. Even Yan Xinlin and Guangtongzi are no exception. They are involuntarily involved in the red dust.

In the Yuquan world, it is not only the warriors who are high and low.

As a vast world, there is also a large population of people, and there is also a vast world of humanity.

At this moment, this mundane world is also tolerated by the Sword Buddha, but it must become the most powerful support for the Sword Buddha.

"A self-contained person, one forced to send opponents to the world, your mentor and the two cooperate, it really complements each other, this is also a kind of double sword?" At this moment, a lazy voice suddenly sounded.

The man in the green shirt, who seems to be asleep all year round, suddenly appeared in front of everyone and yawned.

"Wang Guan." For the coming, Susu is no stranger. Before he was in Dalu, he was always with his former eyes.

Although the age of the Susu is slightly larger, the two can basically count as opponents of their contemporaries, fighting for thousands of years.

At that time, he was the most powerful Buddha in Bailian Pure Land, and the other was the most powerful Tianjun of Xianting.

Nearly a hundred years ago, he first boarded Da Luo, but soon, less than 20 years ago, Wang Guan also achieved the realm of Da Luo Tian Xian.

Just in the recent battle between Xianting and Bailian Pure Land, the two talents had just handed over.

I can find it here because the Master Sword Buddha is incarnate in the human world, and the red dust is finally connected to the outside world.

The other party can find it, and 80% is secretly tracking himself.

I don't care about how the other party tracks, nor is it annoyed.

Calm, he didn't even go to see Wang Guan, but his eyes swept to the other side.

There, a middle-aged man dressed in a GI, just appeared, and reached out to take the empty sword.

It is the same as Wang Guan, who belongs to Xian Ting.

"Here, two swords, expensive for me, just one side, isn't it?" Wang Guanxiao said.

瞿 淡 淡 淡 淡 淡 淡 淡 淡 淡 淡 淡 淡 淡 淡 淡 淡 淡 淡 淡 淡 淡 淡 淡 淡 淡 淡 淡 淡 淡 淡 淡 淡 淡 淡 淡 淡 淡 淡 淡 淡 淡 淡 淡 淡 淡 淡 淡 淡 淡 淡 淡 淡 淡 淡""

Needless to say, the Buddha and Buddha incarnate into the world, rolling red dust, and Wang Guan and Drum Tianzun also rolled up together.

The sword light of Susu is equally sharp.

Wang Guan yawned: "How come? I don't practice swordsmanship. I got the sword and just brought it back to Xianting. It's like your mentor and the sword, and the sword is ready to be added."

The void in front of me, as if it were a fantasy, suddenly broke.

The appearance of Wang Guan and Drum Tianzun disappeared, and the red dust was empty.

The two of them appeared on the other side and never fell into the world.

Drum Tianzun was far away from the ancient sword of the immortal, but Wang Guan went to the side of the ancient sword.

"In the past few years, the strength has expanded too fast, and it is the opportunity to compete with you." Wang Guan said: "Do you want to give them a chance now?"

Drum Tianzong said: "First solve these foreigners, then say the ancient sword."

As he said, he directly waved his hand and went down to Yan Zhaoge and others who were in the world.

Zhao Zhaodao, who was taken by Yan Zhao, was struggling at the moment.

Everyone fell into the world, and naturally there was no difference between strength and weakness, which made them escape the mind.

"Everything is like a dew, but it is not really going to kill my generation of immortals." Yan Zhaoge looked at each other: "Do you dare to come to noise?"

He took a deep breath, the chaos in the body was dark, and there was a surge of swords between the eyes.

By this Jianguang one volume, Yan Zhaoge has gradually detached from the red dust, and Zhu Xian returned to nine days.

"I am a quiet and immortal, I can't break the Buddha's repair, but you are self-defeating, but it is no longer the Buddha's merit. Da Luo Xianhua, too, can't make my swords disappear."

Even the Zhaodao who was taken by him and Yao Yuncheng had the same feeling.

But the next moment, the rolling sword light really fell on their heads, and they fell instantly.

This feeling is different from the human path that falls into the sword Buddha, and is contaminated by the red dust.

Instead, they seem to have fallen below the fairyland, and they have been repaired into hardships and returned to the Wusheng level.

In the eyes of Zhao Dao and Yao Yuncheng, Yan Zhao song seems to be above the Scorpio at this moment, and they are not in the same world.

The swords are brushed down, and they are not incidental, but the target is pointing to the other side.