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"The strength is good!"
The cold man's heart shuddered, and his face immediately became dignified.
The confrontation between the two lasted only for a moment, but Zong Qingjiu's pace did not stop at all, and he went straight to the Taixuan Hall, as if he was the master of this world, and this world respected him!
"The emperor of Xia, my lord is coming again, why don't you come to see me quickly?"
The middle-aged scholar followed closely, looked at Fan Kui coldly, and then said coldly, the sound spread hundreds of feet!
"Amitabha, why don't you go to the 'Jinshan Temple' with the poor monk and copy Buddhist scriptures?"
Xuanzang walked step by step, with a compassionate face, lotus flowers blooming under his feet, and a quiet sense of Zen began to pervade the void.
He looked at the middle-aged scribe and said calmly.
"Buddhist monk?"
The middle-aged scribe's heart trembled.
Even Zong Qingjiu, who looked down and didn't pay attention to Daxia at all, looked sideways slightly and frowned.
Buddhism.
This is one of the most terrifying forces in the heavens and the world. Although Zong Qingjiu is proud, he also knows that the forces behind him are like ants compared to Buddhism.
"Pretending to be a ghost! Buddhist monks rarely go out of the Western Paradise, so how could they appear in the dynasty?"
Soon, the middle-aged scholar came to his senses, sneered again and again, and looked at Xuanzang as if he were dead.
"Amitabha, if the benefactor is unwilling to go to the 'Jinshan Temple' even if the poor monk is unwilling, he will only be offended."
Xuanzang clasped his hands together.
Boom!
The boundless Buddha's light bloomed, and in the void, the phantom of a big Buddha appeared, and hundreds of millions of monks and monks sang loudly!
The Buddha recited the scriptures, full of Zen, and suddenly turned his eyes to look at the middle-aged scholar.
Immediately, the body of the middle-aged scribe shook, and his scalp felt a little numb!
"Wen Dao World!"
His face became extremely serious, and he had already realized that this monk, who was suspected of Buddhism, might not be inferior to him in strength!
This shocked him extremely.
His strength has already stood at the last stop on the road to becoming a god!
Demigod Realm!
Although it is only a demigod first level, according to common sense, not to mention the Great Xia Dynasty, even if it is a dynasty, its territory has not merged with the rest of the high-level Middle Thousand Realm, and he is an invincible existence!
But at this moment, a powerful man whose strength is not inferior to his has appeared in one dynasty. Wouldn't it shock him?
Hundreds of millions of words manifested behind him, like a world of literature and Taoism, with a mysterious aura circulating, as if to forcibly turn this world into a world of literature and Taoism!
Buddha light and talent collide in the void!
"Interesting, really interesting!"
Zong Qingjiu squinted his eyes, and a half-god unexpectedly appeared in the high-level Middle Thousand Realm that had just evolved in one dynasty?
In his opinion, this is extremely incredible.
"Shenbao, it must be an extremely powerful Shenbao!"
At this time, he was more certain in his heart that the Great Xia Dynasty must have obtained an unbelievable magic treasure!
Otherwise, why would a demigod be born?
You must know that he has never heard of the limit of heaven and earth in the high-level middle thousand worlds. In which world, someone has broken it!
But how did he know that although Xuanzang's strength has gone a step further than when he was just born, and has reached the first level of the demigod, his cultivation is only at the fourth level of the unity level, far from reaching the high middle thousand level limit!
Combat power is combat power, and cultivation is cultivation.
For Chinese heroes, combat power is always much higher than cultivation!
But for Zong Qingjiu, cultivation and combat power are completely equivalent.
He has never seen a Tianjiao who can leapfrog and fight at the demigod stage!
Zong Qingjiu did not stop, and continued to walk towards the Taixuan Hall. He wanted to see, what other strong people were there in the Great Xia Dynasty!
At this moment, he had already forgotten the purpose of coming here, and all he thought about in his mind was that divine treasure!
"Heaven-human induction!"
Dong Zhongshu stepped forward, with a calm face, a wave of righteousness floating in the void, between the heaven and the earth, slowly opened one eye!
This eye is full of indifference, white and dazzling, looking down.
"Huh? Here comes another half-step god fire!"
"Yin two, Yin three, you go."
Zong Qingjiu frowned slightly, instead of being surprised, he was overjoyed, the Great Xia EmperorThe stronger the strength revealed by the court, the greater the effect of that divine treasure!
At this moment, the Great Xia Dynasty has come out with two strong men who are half-step divine fire and one half-god. Are there any strong men?
He was looking forward to it.
His eyes glowed with a faint glow, and he looked towards the 'Taixuan Palace'.
As if through the 'Taixuan Palace', he could see the famous official standing upright with a solemn face, and the Great Xia Renhuang who sat high on the dragon chair and was so majestic for nine days!
Just at this time, Li Beichen looked up, and two eyes shot out, like a heavenly sword, piercing the 'Taixuan Palace', and collided with Zong Qingjiu's eyes in the void!
Zong Qingjiu's mouth suddenly showed a tricky smile.
What kind of human emperor, local chicken and tile dog are all, even the emperors of some imperial dynasties, he doesn't pay attention to them.
No matter how powerful the Great Xia Dynasty was, it was nothing more than ants to him.
Even if you jump again, you can kill with a backhand.
Because he has such a strong confidence!
With his strength, even in the Sanyou League, he is a strong man with a great reputation!
What's more, a dynasty?
Even though a demigod has come out, he still doesn't pay attention to it.
It's just the strength of entering the demigod realm for the first time. Compared with him, it is no different from heaven and earth!
"Hiss!"
?Suddenly, a horse bleating sounded in the void. It was not strong, but it made Zong Qingjiu's heart skip a beat for no reason.
"what happened?"
Zong Qingjiu finally stopped and looked forward in surprise.
There was a tall and strong horse with red body, about Zhang Zhang in length, without any variegation, standing in the sky, with eyes staring down, like a real dragon looking down on the heavens!
There is no one on the horse, only a Fangtian painted halberd!
Boom!
The moment Zong Qingjiu's eyes fell on the Fangtian painted halberd, he suddenly felt the earth shaking, his mind trembled as if being bombarded by hundreds of millions of Daoist thunders, his whole body trembled, an uncontrollable fear rose from his heart, and his expression turned pale. Become very pale!
"what happened!!"
He stared at Fang Tian's painted halberd, with cold sweat dripping from his forehead, it was just a weapon, why did it give him a terrifying feeling like the end of the world? !
The crisis of death wrapped him up, made his scalp explode, and his heart was terrified!
Why is this happening? !
Zong Qingjiu couldn't understand it, and was horrified in his heart. Looking at this Fangtian painted halberd, he seemed to see an invincible demigod!
Huh!
A ray of breeze blew by, Fang Tian's painted halberd did not move, and the scarlet horse did not move, but a ray of halberd light drifted towards Zong Qingjiu with the breeze!
"ah¡¡"
Zong Qingjiu yelled in fear, his pupils shrank to the size of a pinhole, and his heart seemed to jump out of his chest!
He stared at the halberd light that was blowing in the wind, and wanted to make a move, but a terrible pressure, like an ancient sacred mountain, came out from the Fangtian painted halberd, suppressing him to death, and moving no! (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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