All Heavens Hongmeng Tree

The white and chubby little monk is exactly the Aci that Liu Xi met in the main temple.

Aci said: "Master, the big man is in trouble, we should help him!"

The big monk shook his head and said, "You can't go, you can't go. The monk's head still has to drink and eat meat. If you go, it will be exposed and you will die!"

"Ci's Bodhisattva, the World Honored One has entered extinction and handed over the light of the inheritance to you. You are the future master of Buddhism, and you must not take risks!"

A voice came from inside the temple.

Aci shook her head like a rattle and said, "I don't do it, I don't do it.

This practice is too difficult.You want me to deal with the old demon, that is, the meat buns beat the dogs, and they are dead!

The big man is our hope, lying on the thighs and winning is the kingly way. "

"you……"

The people in the temple seemed to be suffocated with anger, "You are the future Buddha of the dignified future, how can you say such a thing?"

Aci curled her lips and said, "Don't think I don't know, the old monk Shakyamuni was only holding his thighs before he became a true fruit.

How can I throw away the fine traditions of Buddhism?

Don't worry, the old demon must be restrained, and it is impossible to find us. "

"Ugh!"

The people in the temple sighed and walked out.

I saw two monks with Buddhist buns and swastika cassocks.

One of them was blind, and the other had an arm.

But it looks very dignified.

The two walked into the void step by step, and in one step, their eyes grew out again, and their arms were as good as ever.

A Ci shouted to them: "If you can't win, run quickly! Remember not to run here, if the old demon knows my position, you will die!"

When the two heard the words, they stumbled under their feet and left more quickly on the clouds.

After the people on this side joined the battlefield, the trend of strength and weakness suddenly reversed, and Liu Xi's side had the upper hand.

Liu Xi breathed a sigh of relief and continued to survive the aftermath of the catastrophe.

At this moment, he suddenly saw a flower in front of him and entered an illusory world.

"Hahaha, I am the ancestor of the novelist Zhenyan.

I use you as the protagonist of the story to draw readers' resentment, so that you can't practice step by step, and you can only get lost in the world of your ancestors.

Taste the way of the ancestors! "

Chapter 260 New World

"Bold thief!"

Everyone around shouted loudly, condensing mana and hitting the world formed by the ancestors of Zhenyan.

The people hiding around also shot, and the endless waves of mana rained down.

The world seems to be both virtual and real, as if it is not between a dimension.

Flickering slightly, turning all attacks into invisibility.

Wan Luo was very anxious, but was dragged by the surrounding enemies and could not help.

A clone flew out of the sea of ​​​​consciousness and shot into the illusory world.

There was a slight shock in the void, and the world formed by the true ancestors completely disappeared.

Everyone has their own magical powers, and they look all over the ten directions and nine places, but the vast chaotic sea is so vast that it is impossible to find it.

So they dispersed one after another.

In the illusory world, Liu Xi looked at the familiar and unfamiliar beauty in front of him and asked, "I don't know how I should call you?"

She said, "Husband, call me Wan Luo."

"Okay. Wan Luo, can you tell me what's going on?"

Wan Luo said: "The Hongmeng Tree is the fruit of the Dao cultivated by my husband in the previous life, and it is born capable of carrying ten thousand things.

So many people coveted it.

There are also many of our former opponents who do not want us to return.

This involves the great secret of ultimate detachment and doom.

This ancestor of Zhenyan is the incarnation of the book of Zhenyan, the treasure of the novelist's lineage.

The husband should have cultivated step by step in the Canglan Continent to become an immortal, and then ascended to the pure sky, promoted step by step, survived many calamities, and then became a golden immortal.

However, the ancestor of Zhenyan sacrificed the luck of the novelist in the heavens and the world, aroused the luck of the husband, and made your cultivation base rise rapidly, crossing several strata.

It seems that cultivation has been accelerated countless times, but the catastrophe that should have been scattered suddenly gathered.

The catastrophe suddenly increased countless times.