Cultivating 100000 Years

Empress Elisa showed her domineering demeanor, but she left an impression on Xu Yang.

At the same time, dozens of top powerhouses of the Demon Clan under the Queen's command rushed out at the same time, and soon became entangled with the three goddesses Bai Lianxue.

"It's now!!"

Xu Yang let out a loud roar, a swish of light and shadow flashed out, and the eagle beak plunged into the sky like a meteor, and disappeared with this light, naturally there was the golden light body of the heavenly cloud monk.

"Hahaha, how? I can guarantee that no one of you demons can catch up with his speed!"

The empress smiled contemptuously, and without waiting for her order, a large number of more swift body techniques swished towards the sky, all of which were chased by the flying demon who had previously hidden in the demon team.

In essence, the eagle beak is considered to be of the same kind as these people, but because of the gods and monks, the magic source in his body is completely purified by the Buddha nature.

"Nani??"

Xu Yang curled her lips helplessly and saw Elisa smiling proudly at him, Xu Yang also responded with a polite smile.

"Your Majesty, I regret to tell you that even if you can catch up with that kid, your people will not be able to beat him. I owe you personal love today. If I have a chance to see you again in the future, I will compensate you."

Xu Yang's palm facing the void, an incomparably bright outline of a giant sword descended, and the incomparably powerful blade storm instantly dissipated the encirclement of all the surrounding demon powers, liberating the three goddesses from it.

"Farewell!"

Xu Yang spit out proudly, taking the three goddesses into the sky, and flew straight in the direction of the spirit ship.

"You are bold!!"

The empress was furious. Just as she was about to make a move personally, a tingling pain came from her abdomen. The icy blue contour surface of the Frost-Scarred Fury, the traces of Xu Yang's blood, was gradually melting into the blade.

No one knows what it means to the queen when this weapon is fused by the strong human bloodline...

"My Queen..."

"Forget it, let them go, I am injured and need a rest. The Feast of Bliss is cancelled."

The icy orders were delivered one by one, and Empress Elisa took a deep look at Xu Yang's leaving back in the sky, and muttered the name coldly.

"Xu Yang! You wait for me, we will have a long time to come!"

...

The spirit ship followed the eagle beak in the direction that it flew, which was also the direction from which it flew towards the Linghan Temple. After a while, Xu Yang and others saw that the eagle beak was besieged by those demons.

Xu Yang rushed out like a ghost and personally descended in the middle of the battlefield. With a violent palm, a powerful spiritual force enveloped the battlefield area, which strongly shocked these demons.

"You, your breath..."

The demon monks looked at Xu Yang incredible.

"Is there any problem? If you realize that you are not an opponent, go back wherever you came from, then dare to hit the monk's idea and kill!!"

The demons looked at the lavender sword marks on their bodies, only to leave one after another in shock...

"How could this be……"

On the way back, the dozen or so winged demons murmured, especially the leader among them, with an incredible expression on his face.

"I just clearly felt the breath of Her Majesty the Queen from that powerful human race!"

"You must be mistaken... that person has fought against the Queen, and the human skills are very weird. We are not their opponents at all. Don't think about it. Go back and talk about it."

...

After dismissing these people, the Demon Clan's party was considered a big victory.

The **** monk was invited into the spirit ship by Xu Yang, still closing his eyes and concentrating, but everyone could see that the **** monk had undergone such tossing and was attacked by his junior brother Tianjun before and injured his origin. Impossible, in the final analysis, it can be regarded as a waning state.

Thinking of this, Xu Yang crushed an elementary spirit fruit in his hand, and injected it into the monk's body with the strong spiritual power source, helping him to relax his vitality and blood. Soon, the monk gradually recovered his consciousness.

Seeing the scene in front of him, the **** monk Baoxiang was solemn and the ancient well was silent, and there was not the slightest wave of emotions.

Then, his eyes calmly swept over everyone present. No, it should be said that I have stared at everyone.

Those eyes seemed to have seen through the fate of each of them in advance, but he stayed on Xu Yang for a long time, and shook his head helplessly.

"After all, I can't see through the faces of all living beings. This generation of Buddha is hopeless, and it's time to be fettered, Amitabha..."

The monk folded his hands together, then closed his eyes and muttered to himself.

It turned out that the matter originated on a night three thousand years ago, when the monk was not the presiding officer of Linghan Temple.

A nine-day phoenix with flames burning all over suddenly descended on the top of the mountain, vomiting a golden light, clear but blood-stained thing, it was the golden clay bodhisattva.

The phoenix instructed the monk to keep this mud bodhisattva for the rest of his life, until the predestined person wakes up, so that the Linghan Temple can be inherited forever.

The so-called destined person in Fenghuang's mouth was Bai Lianxue who had no news at that time.

The sacred monk received a ray of spiritual thought from the phoenix, leaving the outline of Bai Lianxue in it, and claimed that he must wait until she wakes up and hand the golden clay bodhisattva to her, so as to protect the three thousand states of calamity forever Sleep.

Other things are not clear to the monk, but later, as he inherited the presidency, the monk discovered that this mud bodhisattva seemed to have a clear-cut nature of Buddhism, and he brought it to his body to practice, and he could follow him in his cultivation. Advance by leaps and bounds.

Little does it know that this area is another thousand years of vicissitudes.

When the monk mentioned that the mud bodhisattva could promote cultivation, Bai Lianxue and Lingyao simultaneously thought of the gems that Lingyao had integrated with the heavenly sword.

"Master! Where is the Golden Light Clay Bodhisattva now?"

The eagle mouth couldn't help but asked curiously.

"It's okay, you'll see it soon. Shu'er, you grew up as a teacher. After you sit and become a teacher, you will preside over the line of Linghan Temple. Don't let the inheritance of the line be interrupted. This is your life duty of!"

"Master...you will be fine!!"

Although the kid eagle mouth looks strange, but he is a person of deep friendship.

"Ha ha ha, this is the cycle of heaven, no one can change it."

As the **** monk said, he suddenly glanced at Xu Yang instinctively... Maybe it was because Xu Yang was the only face that the **** monk hadn't seen through.

After explaining this well, the **** monk sang a Buddhist word, and suddenly dropped his palm on his heart, and saw a golden light igniting brightly, and the golden mud bodhisattva was actually drawn out from the heart of the **** monk.

"Master!! You..."

Bai Lianxue was completely shocked. She did not expect that her most important token was guarded by the Heavenly Cloud God Monk with her life! !

"The white donor does not have to be ashamed. Compared with the old dying, it is an infinite merit to protect this golden clay bodhisattva. Without this fetter, I am afraid that with the old aptitude, it would have been reduced to a strand of dust. Fate and death, everything is definite."

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