History’s Strongest Senior Brother

The ethnic group is equipped with Maitreya Buddha, and Yan Zhaoge’s hands are shot!

The pocket is smashed.

It also means that another world in this world can be degraded today!

Today, it is destined to become the day of eternal inscriptions in history.

The four avenues of power have fallen, surpassing the sum of the long years.

Yan Zhaoge did not stay in Bailian Pure Land.

Without the future Buddha, there is no one Yuanshi, and it is already destined to disappear. At that time, there will be people in the door or others to handle the resettlement.

Yan Zhao song took one step at a time, and the white lotus in front of him was turned into Qinglian.

When I came to the pure land of Western bliss, Yan Zhao song looked at the Amitabha Buddha who had returned here and said, "Dear brother, please."

Amitabha Buddha eyes closed, sitting on the green lotus, not revealing a little breath, just like silence.

He was besieged after a previous robbery.

If it was later that Yan Zhaoge attracted the attention of others, Amitabha Buddha was afraid to fall on the spot.

Although I have avoided this robbery, it is also extremely weak.

However, even when he is extremely prosperous, it is still difficult to rival the current Yan Zhao song.

From this perspective, all of them have lost today.

What is happening in the future Buddha Maitreya and Bailian Pure Land, Amitabha Buddha is no longer concerned.

He was previously hit hard, so he has lost the grasp of detachment.

What's more, even if Maitreya is degraded and he is not injured, the decision-making power of who can detach from this era is no longer that he and the East Emperor fight for one, but fall in the hands of another.

Yan Zhaoge does not express his opinion. The existence of Maitreya Buddha is not important to Amitabha Buddha.

The people in front of the eyes came here, and Amitabha Buddha can think of it.

But this is no longer something he can decide.

Yan Zhao Ge has seen Amitabha Buddha and waved at the Western Pure Land.

The blossoming Qinglian is separated on both sides. There is a towering tree in the pure land of Buddhism. It is lush and lush, and the aura of flashing light is infinite, like the spirit of Zhongtiandi.

There are fruits on the branches that looming among the green leaves, one by one like a baby.

Three thousand years of flowering, three thousand years of results, another three thousand years to get cooked, short-term 10,000 years to eat, but people eat one, you can live 47,000 years old, each time only 30, the world of aura One, it is the kind of genus, the ginseng fruit tree that belonged to Zhenyuanzi.

In the past year, Zhen Yuanzi was invited by Ziwei Emperor to go to the Heavenly Shrine to jointly verify the secrets of the Jade Emperor's great deeds. The result was that the Jade Emperor Tianzun wanted to cross the door and use the incense road to board the road.

In the final battle, the Jade Emperor Tianzun was still successful. Immediately after the coming of the Buddha, the Heavenly Shrine collapsed and the great destruction came. All the forces involved took part in it and swept the world.

Zhen Yuanzi fell in the Jade Emperor Tianzun, the hand of the Immortal Tianzun, and his ginseng fruit tree also entered the Western Pure Land.

Yanzhao songs disappeared thousands of years ago, and the ginseng fruit trees were not seen. Today, they came to the Western Pure Land to find.

He beckoned, the ginseng fruit tree flew off the ground and fell on his hand. Although unearthed, it did not hurt, and the green is still the same, as if the palm of Yanzhao song is the best fertile soil.

Yan Zhaoge reached out to the blossoming Qinglian.

In the pure land of the western bliss, some light shadows suddenly flew up.

That is some of the Buddha's lords, and the glazed Buddha's light on the body is clear and self-evident.

At this moment, it was selected by Yan Zhaoge. Some people have their hands together, and they are safe and sound. Some people are resentful and angry. Some people are afraid of it and they are uneasy.

These Buddhist monks are all those who participated in the great destruction that year.

Participants of the year, many people have been buried in the river, but they can still find the former parties.

Yan Zhaoge's current strength, looking back and seeing the year's collapse, all kinds of details are familiar.

Who is involved in the Western Pure Land, who did not participate, Yan Zhao songs are clear, there will be no mistake to see the possibility of missing.

Today, it is time to count the general ledger.

Guanyin Bodhisattva and Puxian Bodhisattva stayed out of the same year, and still sit on Qinglian.

Looking at those who were picked out by Yan Zhaoge, Guanyin Bodhisattva and Samantabhadra Bodhisattva are all mournful.

The ancient Buddha on the burning lamp, sitting in a group of Buddha light at the moment, appeared in front of the Yan Zhao song.

"Someone wants to see you." Yan Zhao song said faintly.

The expression of the ancient Buddha on the burning lamp remains unchanged.

When he was shattered, he was deeply involved in it, and he could even be said to be one of the leading figures.

Nowadays, with the monkeys and Yanzhao songs successively boarding the road, the door is turned from bad to good, and the days of liquidating the old accounts and causality are bound to come.

There are not two people who want to find him in the light of the light.

The most urgent person, no doubt, is the first one.

And which one is definitely not the last one.

"The Tao is on the top, and there is no good fortune." On the burning lamp, the ancient Buddha looks calm and sings a song to Yan Zhao.

"Let's go." Yan Zhaoge reached out and took all the ancient Buddhas and other people on the burning lamp.

"Not expected, not expected, Datianzun actually do such a plan." The ancient Buddha looked at the Yan Zhao song, the complex look, a word is difficult.

He is a rare person who knows the true identity of the Immortal.

However, there are still many things that are beyond his expectations.

The more I look at Yan Zhaoge, the deeper I feel.

Yan Zhaoge did not pay attention to the sigh of the ancient Buddha in the burning light. He appeared in Chenshan Xinghai in the next moment.

The goal here is that the same party will go to the Western Pure Land.

In that case, it was the monkeys who were not good at helping the Yaozu at the moment. At best, they did not help each other.

The East Emperor Taiyi quietly watched Yan Zhaoge take away some of the Yaozu who were involved in the great destruction.

Yan Zhaoge calmly confronts him.

Now, but to ask some interest, Dong Huangtai together with Amitabha Buddha, the two people who really caused the birth of the outside world, Yan Zhaoge has a way to pick them up.

When Yan Zhaoge returned to the gates of the heavens, the other people in Daomen had already waited there.

"Dao Zun is on, there is no life and happiness!" Regardless of the level of seniority, at this moment, everyone sang a song to Yan Zhao.

This ceremony is not only the respect of Jing Yan Zhao Songdao mirror, but also the rise of Jing Yan Zhao Ge, indicating that the Taoist door is authentic, returning to the prosperous world, once again truly control the heavens, overtaking the nine!

"You are polite, today belongs to the same class." Yan Zhao song gave the people a half courtesy.

He first went to the newly developed Wuzhuangguan in the past few thousand years to plant ginseng fruit trees.

"Dao Zun is on, there is no life and happiness!" Wuzhuang Guan Contemporary View and all the doormen together with Yan Zhao songs.

After the lamp was put on the disposal of the ancient Buddha and others, Yan Zhaoge came to Yan Di.

The same person, there is snow and clear.

At the beginning of the snow, I was looking at the Yan Zhao song with a complex look.

In addition to being hurt in the middle of childhood, she reunited with Yan Zhaoge, which is a matter of many years later, when she was in the upper bounds.

For her, the young man in front of her is her child.

But she understands that for Yan Di, this is different.

Yan Di is also watching Yan Zhao song quietly.

At this moment, the exhaustion in his eyes did not dissipate, but heavier.

For him, if he is determined to do something, he will not hesitate.

But this time there is always something different.

Yan Zhao song raised his hand and flew a faint shadow from his hand.

When Yan Zhao Song sang the three treasures of jade, and shattered his second body in the heavenly palace, the fake body, which has such a shadow in the body.

The shadow was inhaled by Sanbao Jade. Later, Sanbao Yuruyi combined with Yan Zhaoge himself to help him board the road and integrate him with him.

However, the shadow of the collection, Yan Zhaoge can naturally separate it.

Yan Zhao song has already speculated before hands.

After all, the body is the closest to him.

The exchange of the two is also the most appropriate and most appropriate.

"Although it has been for thousands of years, the infinite Tianzun has done special treatment, so it can be preserved until now." Yan Zhaoge whispered.

Yan Di reached out and touched the shadow. The snow on the side of the room was moving and the lips didn't make a sound.

For them, reshaping the body is not difficult.

The hard part is what happens to the family, where the family should go.

"Master, teacher, I went first." After a long time, Yan Zhao song hangs a smile on his face, first said.

"Don't call my master." Yan Di said categorically.

Yan Zhao song calmly looked at him.

"And let me think about it, and let me think about it..." Yan Di, who has always been overbearing, has been silent for a long time before he murmured.

The snow was slowly and steadily, and the singer Zhao Song shook his head. Although he did not say anything, he was obviously dissatisfied with the name that Yan Zhaoge had just used.

Yan Zhao song nodded to her, then looked at Yan Di, after a slight silence, smiled, and turned to the other side to leave.

Walking, someone held his hand from the side.

Yan Zhao song turned his head and saw the face of Feng Yunxiao.

The woman’s face was warm with a smile and he was connected with him.

"It’s much better than I expected." Yan Zhao’s smile on his face is more intense.

"One day is better than one day." Feng Yun said with a smile.

Yan Zhaoge looks up at the sky: "Yes..."

His eyes crossed the void and glanced at the universe.

I can see that Su Mingming is as usual. Every time I come out, I will continue to live in it. For thousands of years, I will accompany the Canghua Tree.

One person and one tree are relative, as if they can be forever.

I can see that Yang Lan, who has always been free and easy, and who is not involved in foreign affairs, has specially placed a fragrant case on the special day of this Taoist re-construction of the heavens and the world, and asked for the will of his own teacher, Yu Ding, and the solemn sacrifice.

I can see the high-definition swirling lead to stay up all night, Long Xue, Gao Xuebo, Gao Qing, etc., together with the sacrifice of the vines of the emperor Li Wei.

I can see that Yuan Zhengfeng, the head of his own family, gave a scent to the ranks. It was his mentor. In the past eight years, the world’s great masters of the mountains and the predecessors of the predecessors.

I can see that Shi Jie is accompanying his mother to win the rain and collecting medicine. Next to it is a young woman who looks like a majestic lady.

Although many of them continue to disappear, there are endless sources of more new students.

Feng Yunqi asked: "Next, what are your plans to help the great sages of God?"

"I do have this plan." Yan Zhaoge replied.

"I don't know if the Great St. finally finds the Buddha, can you win?" Feng Yunyi thought of God.

"Winning is invincible, Dasheng does not value. His heart is that he must fight this game, and he will never forget it." Yan Zhaoge said: "The reason why the Great Holy Trinity is the Great Holy Spirit, is this will, here Take a breath."

"Yeah." Feng Yunyi was also fascinated. She looked at Yan Zhaoge and asked: "Then you have a detachment about yourself, can you have a look?"

"Even if I already have it, I still don't want to go." Yan Zhaoge said: "What's more, I don't have time to think about it."

After hearing the latter half of the sentence, Feng Yun could not help but wonder: "What are you thinking about now?"

"As long as the other party is not a god, the Taoist ancestors can go out of the reincarnation." Yan Zhaoge said leisurely: "If there are no other people in the territory to obstruct interference."

(End of the book)