On the surface and inside of its body, purple evil streaks like earthworms crawled out again, and three heads and six arms popped out.

His arms hold seals and weapons, flying and domineering.

His head is proud and swallows up the whole world, and his words follow the law.

"Forbidden·Spell Type Imprisonment·Seven Stages of Unsealing!"

"Forbidden·Spell Type Imprisonment·Eight Stages of Unsealing!"

"Forbidden·Spell Type Imprisonment·Ninth Stage Unsealed!"

Three sounds in a row, overlapping to form a sound, are really terrifying.

The purple secret formation at the feet of Emperor Cangsheng expanded suddenly, directly covering the sinful soil of the Southern Territory.

At that time, the entire southern continent was in danger of sinking slightly.

Xu Zuhua·Love the common people, incarnate as an ancestral god for a moment, step on the ancient war altar, and reach the 33rd level of heaven.

He stretched out his hand.

The sinful bow buzzed loudly.

Directly from a distant place, he broke away from Xu Xiaoshou, whose eyes were full of shock and panic, and fell into the sinister hands behind Ai Chongsheng.

"Xu Xiaoshou...you have lost this battle."

The words of loving the common people are here, but the intention is not here.

As its ethereal voice settled, several hooking eyes lit up across the five regions.

His eyes are so huge, so obvious, so obvious that they are almost naked in front of the missionary mirrors everywhere.

"Look, who is this? Isn't this the Eighth Sword Immortal?"

The first missionary mirror showed an eight-fingered cripple wearing civilian clothes and a tired look on the coast of the Central Territory.

The second missionary mirror revealed a burly, unshaven old man living under the ruins of a blacksmith shop in Changde Town, Qingyuan Mountain, soaking in a wine barrel.

The third preaching mirror revealed the story of the city of Death Pagoda, at the corner of the cross street... Aunt Xiang? No, it was Aunt Xiang holding a bronze mirror, and it was a bald soul in the mirror!

After the fourth Taoist mirror revealed the spatial rift in the Northern Territory, the main body of the Taoist Palace who was hiding in a deserted small world of different dimensions had a look of shock on his face.

The fifth missionary mirror...Master Shou!

This is what the world can see, and what the world cannot see. On the ladder to heaven, the hooking eye also lights up.

It locked onto a secret cave in the Han Palace Emperor Realm.

It locked onto Bei Huai, who was wearing white clothes and bare feet under the Great World Sophora japonica of the Ming Emperor Realm.

It was suspended above the Qianshi Emperor Realm. After finding no target, it locked onto the entire Qianshi Emperor Realm!

"A moment..."

Love the common people's body collapses, self-loss, but the consciousness is high-pitched and calm.

"It doesn't take a moment."

"Just one arrow."

In one moment, the ancestral god shoots to overturn this world!

On the sinful soil of the Southern Territory, the sinful bow of love for the common people is tilted high, and the stars and falling visions overlap behind it, endlessly reborn.

Holy Continent, the voice of prayer came down, and what came down was actually a blessing:

"There is no self in this world, so I can enjoy peace."
Chapter completed!