Infinite Journey From Hogwarts

Outside Sensoji Temple, the sky is falling in disorder, and the ground is flooded with Golden Lotus.

Countless Sanskrit speakers pierced the sky, and the eyes of Huakaiyuan and Zi became more and more solemn. It seems that the battle inside has reached the final stage, but I don’t know who is the winner.

Ju Zhengde has prepared for the worst. He respectfully moved towards the shrine enshrining the [Budu Yuhun], and then reverently walked around like the first god of worship [ Note Linkage】Untie.

The purple lightning spewed out, even if he is a believer of [Jianyu Thunder God], the lightning strikes him, it will fly like a whip.

It can be seen that the bone wounds are bleeding out the blood of the fanatics, and the red blood infects the painted shrine, applying new paint to it.

After absorbing the sacrifice, [Budu Yuhun] seems to be satisfied, and the purple light is closed. Even without the seal of [Zhuliansheng], it will not violently hurt people for a while .

Clear in the sky, yellow clouds are gathering, silver white lightning is like a dragon-like thunder flying through the clouds, or revealing the tail section or the neck, it is difficult for mortals to see.

“Orange priest.” Huakaiyuan and Zi choked to say in honorifics, “The battle is not over yet, the master of Yixiu may not lose…”

Orange Zhengde was already sitting on the steps of the shrine in disregard of his image. One of his right eyes was penetrated by the electric light. The flesh and blood in many places were even directly evaporated by the electric light, but the bones he exposed were extremely holy.

He held up a smile with difficulty, “Ixiu’s methods of the old monk, those of us who have fought with him for a lifetime understand that the situation has been out of control, and Ixiu even ignored all the monks in Sensoji Temple. The contents inside must not be released.”

Then he turned his head and looked towards Shangquan Xin, “didn’t expect that the three of us will die on the same day.”

“Yes.” Shang Quanxin sighed. He, Ju Zhengde, Yixiu, as the three pillars of the neon cultivation world, fights for a lifetime, didn’t expect to die on the same day, this is also destined.

“In the twilight years, the old man is so frivolous, who said that the light of rice grains can’t shine on the world?” Shangquan’s letter and hair are all open, like a tiger.

One step at a time, he ascends to the three-tiered shrine,’heart’,’body’, and’technique’ are united, in between, breaking through the Sword Saint Pass, the brilliance of intelligence comes from him Bloom.

Holding the faith to compete with the sun and the moon, this great swordsman finally took the last step.

Ju Zhengde beats the beat with his boned hands, and the thunder in the sky is like a drum drum for General in ancient times, “Let me cheer for you.”

His remaining flesh and blood melted, and a layer of blood-colored armor was covering Shangquanxin’s body. Only the shelter of the flesh and blood of mad believers, Shangquanxin, the new sword saint, can truly use Thor’s weapon temporarily.

The Buddha’s radiance in Sensoji Temple collapsed and dissipated like a phantom, leaving only the empty, dead temple and the clay sculptures in the temple, waiting for the worship of the world.

Yixiu master won?

Huakaiyuan and Hezi didn’t know whether to cry or laugh for a while. The movements of the two swordsman and the great priest just now may become a cold what a joke of the cultivator. All the tragedy and tragedy turned into an instant. funny.

Later people pointed to their epitaph and said, “It is these two SBs. I want to be a hero and I am crazy. Didn’t expect to play off by myself.”

But again Does anyone know how tragic and enlightened they were when they were heroes?

Perhaps this is life.

Only heroes cherish heroes.

Just when the flowers bloomed in the courtyard and the sub-mind messy, the wind and thunder Divine Idol standing outside Sensoji Temple was covered with a layer of yellow clothes that were as deep as the starry sky and as quiet as the sea.

The’king of yellow clothes’ indeed melted with Yixiu in Buddha’s radiance.

But he is the old ruler in the myth of Cthulhu. Although it is only a conceptual aggregate now, as long as this World still has his concept, he can return.

Now, Sensoji Temple has no obstacles for a while, and it can erode this thousand-year-old altar without any hesitation.

“Along the shore, cut through the clouds

The twin sun sinks into the lake

Long shadows fall down

It’s here in Karksa.”

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Prayers like murmured prayers sounded everywhere in Tokyo, belonging to the king of’yellow clothes’ The concept of ‘is gathering, eroding the entire earth altar array.

Suppressed by the Hyakki Yexing Array, and lost the main line of people, the Earth Altar Array, which was breached from the inside, is not at all as strong as imagined.

“As the king of yellow clothes and the lord of Star Sea in the endless deep space, the unnamed person offers faith! The black star will never fall.”

The chanting sound reached the end.

The compassionate Guanyin statue gradually turned into another indescribable Divine Idol.

yellow clothes, wooden frame, red eyes and red eyes are black stars that never fall.

“Kill!”

A thunder-like breath and harmony bloomed from Shangquanxin’s mouth, fuse together with the thunderbolt in the sky.

This is a habit of fighting on the battlefield, especially in the face of unknowable enemies.

A sword surrounding the billions of thunderbolt was pulled out by Shangquan Xin.

He half-sit up above the shrine, and the sound of generous blades and swords unsheathing is as crisp as a wind chime even in Thunderbolt.

Juhezhan.

A perfect arc with an irresistible blade light slashed towards this thousand-year-old temple, and the Thunder Dragon roaming among the yellow clouds seemed to have received some instructions.

The 1000-meter-long dragon body surrounded by countless silver white lightning patterns pounced from the sky, and even the air burned up. It was hard to look directly at the heat like lava, and the air was filled with ozone. the taste of.

Huakaiyuan and Hezi are protected by the Formation formed by the thirteen ancestors of Shiji, only then can we see this unimaginable battle of myths among ordinary people.

The two Fenglei statues wearing yellow clothes swelled up in the wind and instantly turned into the size of a mountain. The surrounding buildings, except Sensoji Temple, were raze to the ground in an instant.

The two mythological giants are as high as 1000 meters. They stretched out their hands to cover the sky and captured the Thunder Dragon that fell from the clouds. The shining silver lightning gradually turned into a deep purple.

This is a thunderbolt that transcends the laws of nature. It represents the punishment of this world. Thunder Dragon is entangled with two wind and thunder giants, and the entire Tokyo is shiver coldly under their battle.

Suzano looked towards the battlefield on the ground in surprise. Didn’t expect someone to do it before he did it. Thinking of the Demon army he sent, it is very likely that he would be in such a war. Meaninglessly turned into fly ash.

He thought for a while, and then continued to watch with a smile of expectation, and if he could bring himself a little entertainment, they played a role.

After all, he is one of the three noble sons, a born god, and he is born to dominate all things.

Although the wind and thunder giant resisted Thunder Dragon, the blade light of Shangquan Xin turned into an irresistible storm, directly destroying all the buildings within one kilometer of Sensoji Temple, except for a majestic hall.

Indescribable tentacles wrapped the hall, greasy drawing strength from the veins, and resisting the brilliant blade light.

In the midair’s concrete structure, in the battle of the gods, in the realm of thunder and lightning, half turned into flames and half turned into black oil.

dropping from the sky.

“Good opponent!” Shangquan Xin said with a big smile, as if saving the world has nothing to do with him. He is a pure warrior and should fight against an equally powerful opponent on the battlefield. .