Fantasy: Life Script, Am I A Villain?

soon.

The old antiques of the Styx Ancient Sect began to gather the disciples they summoned and spread the news.

"Minor World, the emperor's tomb in the Xuan Heavenly Dao domain, can isolate the laws of the Heaven and Earth Dao, revive the ancient saints, and prevent them from being forcibly transformed by the Heaven and Earth Dao!"

The news soon caused shocking waves.

"What?!"

"Is there a place in the world where the ancient sage can be revived without being transformed by the Dao of heaven and earth?"

"Does such a treasure really exist?"

"It does exist! I remembered it! The Minggu Illuminating God Lotus that Jiang Minghuang was following before was an ancient sage who once fought the emperor soldiers of the Heavenly Demon Palace in the emperor's tomb!"

"Damn it! This kind of treasure land was not discovered earlier, and now there may be more than one faction fighting for it!"

"Sacrifice the emperor's soldiers! Attack the emperor's tomb! As long as you can occupy the emperor's tomb, no one in the world can break it!"

Many Immortal orthodoxy did not produce the great "570" emperor, but the orthodoxy that produced the Great Emperor is basically relatively old. The Minor World, the sacred place left by the Great Emperor, has long been worse than before.

Like a flower wilts.

If there is no Great Emperor for a long time, the Great Emperor Minor World will gradually decline.

The tomb of the Emperor Fang is different.

It has not existed for a long time, and it left behind the great power of the Great Emperor.

The Old Ones can be revived!

That's all.

It is enough to make countless Taoists scramble for it!

"It's time for us to go, too."

Jiang Minghuang glanced at the old antiques of the Styx Ancient Sect. The old antiques consciously gave up resistance and were taken into the Divine Emperor Cauldron by him.

He stepped up into the air, and he was not in a hurry, he didn't use the imperial soldiers of the Black Feather Tongue Emperor.

But he hasn't left the Nether Demon Realm yet.

A Buddha's call came from the sky.

"Amitabha!"

A sound of Dao Sanskrit resounded through the heaven and earth.

There is a golden Buddha, rising from the sea of ​​clouds, looking like the sky and the earth, like a towering body of Immortal monument, lying between the sky and the earth.

Block Jiang Minghuang's way.

"Um?"

Jiang Minghuang raised his sword eyebrows slightly, his eyes shot brightly, and he stared at the big Buddha: "Buddhism Cultivator in the Western Heavenly Dao Region?"

"Amitabha!"

The Liuli Buddha recited the Buddha's name, with a compassionate face, ears hanging shoulders, young and handsome, looking at Jiang Minghuang with peaceful eyes, and said: "The poor monk is Xuanku, the son of the Buddha in the Amitābha ancient temple in the Western Heavenly Dao domain. Demonic nature, please also ask the benefactor to go to the west with the poor monk to wash away the Devilish Qi.

"Possess great magic?"

Jiang Minghuang smiled, but sneered: "What if I don't go?"

"Amitabha."

The Buddha recited the Buddha's name again, held the Buddha beads in his hands, and said kindly: "The poor monk can only take the almsman to the west.

hum.

As soon as this statement came out.

Every byte is transformed into Sanskrit, with a faint holy power flowing.

Become a Shrouding the Heavens cage.

Coming towards Jiang Minghuang!

"open!"

Jiang Minghuang snorted softly.

The Dao sound spit out also turned into a rune, rising millions of miles against the wind.

boom.

There was a roar.

Daoyin is like a sword that breaks the sky, it can destroy everything, and it can easily break through the cage transformed by Sanskrit.

"The quasi-sage on the twelfth floor of Severing Dao?"

The Buddha's expression changed, and he whispered in shock.

The bright golden light flowed and turned into clouds and dispersed, and when the thick golden clouds dispersed, a young little monk appeared.

The little monk has handsome features, wears a golden Kasaya, holds a golden Zen stick, holds a rosary in one hand, and stares at Jiang Minghuang with a frown: "There are very few people in the world who can break through the twelve extremes in the Severing Dao state. I don't know who is the benefactor?"

"Since you stop me, you don't know who I am?"

Jiang Minghuang's brows were stern, and he grabbed the void with his big hand.

Clang!

The void is torn like cloth.

With a long cry, the God Killing Spear pierced through the void and landed in front of Jiang Minghuang.

He clapped his hand on the butt of the gun.

The jet-black sharp spear, like an unrivaled monster, roared and rushed towards Xuanku Buddha.

"Alas! The donor is indeed a great demon."

Xuan Ku Buddha let out a lament, raised the Zen stick in his hand, and stomped on his feet.

Faint golden ripples rippling.

The golden clouds that had just dissipated rose up and turned into ten thousand golden lotus stands.

boom!

Black God spear thrust Shattering Void empty.

But it was stabbed on the lotus platform, but it didn't make any achievements, it just pierced a spear point.

It was fixed there!

"Has the Severing Dao realm broken eleven times?"

Jiang Minghuang was slightly surprised, but then turned indifferent. This kind of background can be called a genius in this world, and he will almost certainly become a Great Emperor, and the ancient youth may not be comparable to the Great Emperor.

But want to stop him.

not enough!

He stepped on fairy steps.

The palm of your hand, which is crystal clear like jade, is like a stele of heaven, opening the sky

boom!

There was a loud bang.

The golden lotus platform on that side shattered and turned into golden fragments all over the sky.

The crystal palm was like the hand of God. After splitting the golden lotus platform, it continued unabated and slapped Xuanku Buddha.

"Buddha!"

Xuanku Buddha's face changed slightly.

The rosary in his hand was strung on his arm, and each golden bead turned into a '卍' seal, and he slapped that hand.

"puff."

The next moment.

His expression suddenly turned pale, he spat out golden blood, and flew backward like a kite with a broken string.

"snort."

Jiang Minghuang was so powerful that he didn't forgive anyone, he snorted coldly, and stepped on the fairy steps to bully him.

There are no mysteries.

Just hands.

But each palm can smash the sky and the earth, forming waves all over the sky.

Sweep everything!

"Amitabha."

Xuanku Buddha's face is sad, but it is really sad, and there is suffering that cannot be said.

He thought it was just an ordinary Devil Dao Tianjiao.

I didn't expect this person to be so strong, it was the young Supreme from the twelfth floor of Xindao.

Not to mention.

Just take a shot and learn.

That person is so ruthless, he has the momentum to keep him here!

"Hold on, benefactor! This little monk is just out of the Western Paradise, and I'm here to discuss the Dao with our young Supreme friends, and discuss the birth of all races in the ancient times!"

Xuan Ku Buddha is like a small boat caught in a tsunami, in the palm prints of the turbulent waves, it is constantly swaying, its body is constantly being hit 2.1 back, smashing into the void and flying backwards.

The rosary on his arm struck out.

But was smashed.

It was not until the Zen stick in his hand was stretched across the front that he barely got a chance to breathe.

Hastily shouted to Jiang Minghuang: "Little monk admits defeat, please stop the benefactor!"

Rumble!

What responded to him was an even more terrifying palm print, and there was a round of golden seals that shone like a bright sun, shining on the sky and the earth, pressing over.

"Too much deceit!"

Xuanku Buddha roared like an angry Vajra.

He forcibly stopped the flying figure, ignoring the blood dripping from the corner of his mouth, clasped his hands together, and used the big Buddha to tighten his body again.

The golden Zen staff also rose against the wind.

Become ten thousand feet high.

"open!"

Xuanku Buddha's son Sanskrit yelled angrily, and the Brilliant Buddha waved his ten thousand-zhang Zen staff, splitting the void. .