Journey to the West: Save the Seven Fairies at the beginning

"What is this kid going to do. "King Yama flew over as soon as possible.

At the same time, there are other powers of the underworld.

"Could it be ......" King Xudu's face changed: "Which ...... is he going to see"

As soon as the words came out, the faces of the ten halls of Yama all changed greatly.

The one.

It is rumored that it has appeared twice in total since the beginning of the underworld.

Once, when the underworld sank into the Nine Shadows, when the Styx Ancestor was about to come to rob the underworld, tens of thousands of blood god sons were destroyed by the saint's fingers.

The second time was when the Wu clan retreated, and when the underworld received the Wu clan, that one showed up once.

Now ......

"Plead with the saint to make a move!" Jian

Yun burst into the air for the second time.

And the ten halls of Yama all shook their heads, invincible Da Luo, it sounded good.

But it is not enough to want to see that one.

Suddenly.

I saw that the underworld, which was dark all year round, burst out with a thousand rays of light in an instant.

Colorful clouds rolled in the sky, and a sea of purple hung over the sky on the horizon.

"This ...... The clouds are rolling, and the purple gas is 100,000 miles...... This, this is a saint's trip!!"

The whole underworld shook violently.

And on the heavenly dome, an illusory face slowly condensed.

It was a beautiful face, but the eyes were closed.

Just a glance!

Jian Yun seemed to have glimpsed the ancient part of the entire Flood Desolation, and the vast aura rushed straight to the divine soul, if it weren't for the Chaos Bead in his mind suppressing it, Jian Yun only felt that he could turn over at this moment.

"I've seen a saint!"

the dense figure knelt on the ground.

Loud voices came from the depths of hell.

Just that voice, Jian Yun felt his heart tremble after hearing it, it was by no means a simple quasi-saint.

Feet.

In a pitch-black space, a golden Buddha body moved slightly, and a strange beast was lying at the feet of the Buddha.

"Jizo, I've seen a saint. A

soft voice came from the golden body.

The voice rushed straight up from the ground.

The first to bear the brunt is Jian Yun.

"The Buddha is really shameless. Jian Yun Qingping's sword swung out in an instant, but it was also violently shocked by the sound and flew out.

On the heavenly dome, the face in the purple qi was facing the sword cloud.

"Jian Yun has seen the saints, billions of ancient human race souls again. Jian Yun threw the ball directly into the sky.

"Good. A

resounding murmur rang through the underworld.

I saw the door of the six realms open out of thin air.

Among them, the most terrifying thing is naturally the Ten Palaces of Yama, the Gate of the Six Paths, which is the foundation of the underworld, and only today did they know that this could actually be moved.

"The Wu clan entered the underworld and repaid the cause and effect of thousands of living beings, but the ancient human race was always one point behind, but I didn't expect it to be made up today. After the

ethereal voice fell, three doors opened.

"The ancient human race, when people go to the three realms. "

Billions of human beings were absorbed in an instant, and 99 percent of them entered humanity.

After all, the Three Realms and Six Realms, the upper three realms cannot be reincarnated without great power, and people say goodbye to look at reincarnation after reincarnation, they are often ordinary people, whether rich or not, they are just mortals who have lived a long life.

But compared to the Animal Dao, the Shura Dao is much better.

Some people may say that it is a demon, but the demon is not a beast, on the contrary, the demon is one of the upper three realms.

All living beings, whether the immortal fate is not ethereal.

"Cause and effect are over. The

ethereal voice dissipated, and the magnificent scene of the purple qi of the heavenly dome of 100,000 miles also dissipated.

But at this moment, a mysterious light fell from the sky and fell straight in front of Jian Yun, which was a feeling, a feeling that belonged to the sword.

The Wu clan does not cultivate the mana of the original gods, and it all relies on the physical body.

And the indispensable thing for a strong physical person is to use all kinds of blades.

Although the small size of the sword is not liked by the Wu clan, the Wu woman is also a woman, and her personality is still a little softer than that of the male witch, so the blade of Houtu used to be a sword.

At this time, Houtu passed on her swordsmanship to Jian Yun.

"Thank you, saint.

A trace of excitement flashed in Jian Yun's heart, and he put away his sword intent.

When he raised his head again, the purple qi in the sky had completely disappeared.

"Cause and effect are over, farewell. Jian Yun muttered to the unjust soul who had been thrown into reincarnation, and then left the underworld.

West Niuhe Island.

A flash of sword light.

The sword cloud fell on the mountain, and at this time, the sword path of the back soil was grand and terrifying.

If it is said that the sword intent of politics is a sword condensed with a lifetime of understanding.

Maybe this sword politics has never been cut out, but a lifetime of simulating a sword is to comprehend the way of heaven in the heart.

And the sword of Houtu, which she has summed up from countless years of slashing with people, is the purest combat experience.

But for the Dao of Sword Cloud, it is not available.

"Ding!"

The Houtu Saint may be rewarded for his own understanding, and it is precious to be any one of them, but for Jian Yun, this is absolutely not allowed to pour into the way of the sword.

Once these experiences are integrated into the way of the sword, then it is the way of the sword of the back soil, which is called killing, not the way.

Of course, if Jian Yun chooses like this, I am afraid that he will be able to condense the law of the sword path immediately and break through the quasi-saint.

But ......

After

paying attention, Jian Yun let the kendo comprehend the crazy pass.

Until.

There was no existence of Houtu in that group of feelings.

Some are just stabbed swords, pointed swords.

Dense and endless, it was all stabbed out of countless battles.

"Thousands of battles, condense

a sword, this sword ......" Jian Yun swallowed the rest of his senses, and at the same time used this perception to slowly condense a magical power.

"Named: Lore. The

voice fell.

Jian Yun pointed out with two fingers, and a wisp of sword light flashed faintly.

Far away.

"Ahh

Beside.

"Alas, I didn't say you, senior brother, this old woman is obviously an ordinary person. "

That's right, senior brother, you should quickly ask the master for mercy!" Monk Sha also had a sad face.

The hairy-faced monkey endured the golden rod, and picked up the stick and was about to hit the old woman.

As for this old woman, she was naturally made by Grandma White.

"Don't dare, yes, yes, this monkey will definitely not be able to beat it, Tang Seng has the means to control this monkey in his hands.

"If you hold on a little longer, you really can't be on the run, you can't fall short, this master and apprentice are about to break completely."

Grandma Bai Gu gritted her teeth and insisted desperately.

Until the hairy-faced monkey's head was about to explode, it was also beaten down with a stick.

"Monkey!!" Grandma Bai Gu scolded and was about to flee immediately.

And at this time.

Grandma Bai Gu only felt that her soul was frozen for a moment, unable to move, completely unable to move, and a touch of sword qi seemed to have pierced the space.

"Poof!" Grandma

Whitebone's body trembled, her soul was destroyed, and she made a silent sword.

Far away.

A faint smile appeared on the corner of Jian Yun's mouth.

"This sword still needs to be honed, the power is far worse than the Immortal Flying Knife, but it is not very consumed, in contrast, this sword is like a sword that swings the sword ten billion times to make a sword, and a sword is extinct!"

Jian Yun smiled with satisfaction and closed his eyes.

White Tiger Ridge.

"Ahh

Of course, no one knew that at that moment, Grandma White Bone was already dead, otherwise how could the hairy-faced monkey endure the tight spell and hit Grandma White Bone.

On the side, Tang Seng's expression was resolute.

"The monkey is stubborn, it is Xuanzang's incompetence that really can't educate you, and he can't get rid of your ferocity, you and I are all mastered and apprenticed. "