Budo statue slightly open bag suddenly asked
"This kind of breath …"
Sirius carefully felt the bright light in his eyes and said, "This should be the magic domain of heaven!"
Wudaozun nodded his head.
Heaven is very vast and can be roughly divided into three regions.
Nine fairyland, pure land, and magic realm are separated by trees.
Although his violet body has soared to heaven, it is not in an area and the distance is too far.
Don’t say that the magic domain of the nine immortals is the nine immortals. Violet’s real strength is not unexpected, and it will take decades.
"Magic domain …"
Wu Daozun is thoughtful.
Seeing that Wu Daozun hadn’t responded, the fairy who came over to the Six Terraces couldn’t help grinning and cursing, "I know things are still here to pretend with me!"
Every ascending person is a Buddha when he first arrives in the world, but in their eyes, all ascending people are fish that can be slaughtered!
This man is going to teach this newly-promoted purple man a lesson to make him suffer a little and recognize the reality!
There was an old man in the kneeling crowd who couldn’t bear to look up and said, "Come here quickly, Taoist friend, and you will suffer from an accident if you obey orders."
"What disaster?"
Budo statue turned to look at the old man light asked
The old man sighed, "Young man, you have just soared and you don’t know the situation. No matter what your status in the world is, no matter how loud your fame is, you can bow to your fate."
"Do you see those bones next to you? Those people are disobedient and killed by them! "
Chapter two thousand one hundred and fifty Dead!
There are really many bones around this altar.
Some bodies are still hung with fresh flesh and blood, and they haven’t fallen for long.
"Old things talk a lot to you!"
Another seventh-order XuanXian swung the chain in his hand and whipped it hard.
Bang!
The old man’s body instantly showed a blood stain and his flesh was raw!
The old man snorted and trembled, and he dared not say anything with a look of pain.
In a short time, the sixth-order Xuanxian has come to the altar near.
Before striding, the man reached out and grabbed the silver mask of Wu Daozun and cursed, "When you get to the magic field, you still bring the mask to the old man!"
Wu Daozun didn’t even look at him. His backhand brushed his robe sleeve and he smoked directly at the sixth-order Xuanxian body.
Poof!
The sixth-order Xuan Xian’s flesh burst into a mass of blood and fog on the spot.
Silence!
The dozen monks in black robes were still laughing and laughing. When they saw this, everyone froze in laughter.
Brothers and sisters were chained and knelt on the ground. Ninety-nine monks were dumbfounded and looked aghast!
The monk who was so powerful in their eyes that he was killed by the ascending man with a robe sleeve!
How is that possible?
Are also soaring, how can this person have such a powerful force?
Not only did they confuse the monks of the dozen realms, but they also stood on the spot without thinking.
Wudaozun slowly walked the altar towards the dozen people.
The first black man in the crowd was the first to react and quickly send out gods’ knowledge and turned around in budo.
But this person’s heart is more confused.
His spiritual knowledge practice can’t detect the realm of this ascending person!
How is that possible?