Honghuang: At the beginning, he brought three thousand gods and demons to Yuxu Palace!

Nine turns of Xuangong, the first turn.

Practice!

Di Xin exhaled slowly, and his whole body was filled with a powerful force.

He felt like he could break a mountain.

With a surprise in mind, Di Xin continued to draw.

"Little Dan. "

"Silkworm clothes. "

"God according to the scriptures. "

"Qianyuan Bone Changing Pill. "

"The invisible sword. "

......

It seems that after drawing the Nine Turns Xuangong, luck immediately fell.

Directly degenerated from the European emperor to a non-chieftain.

The most unbearable thing is that he can still draw out the mundane martial arts of the Divine Illumination Sutra.

The corners of Di Xin's mouth twitched, even if Di Yun was in front of him, he didn't even need to take out his hand, he could stare to death with a single look.

The seemingly hard-won merit of luck dropped from 100 million to 5 million in the blink of an eye.

Di Xin sighed.

Take it like baht, use it like mud and sand.

Forget it, don't smoke it.

Well, I won't smoke it again.

"The system, the lottery ... Once. "

As if he had made a decision, Di Xin gritted his teeth.

The hands on the raffle wheel rotate and then slowly stop.

Little by little.

Di Xin stared at the place where the pointer stopped, as if he was not satisfied with the reward, and immediately smashed the wheel.

"Ding! reward the host, the Ten Thousand Immortal Array. "

Ten Thousand Immortal Array, the essence of the Tongtian Sect Master's lifelong formation.

He once set up a Ten Thousand Immortal Array at Lintong Pass, gathered the power of the Sect Interception Immortals, and used the Six Soul Flags as the eyes of the array to block the saints.

If it weren't for the long-eared Dingguang Immortal who turned back on the water at the critical moment and stole the eyes of the array, I was afraid that the Ten Thousand Immortal Array would be difficult to collapse.

And the Ten Thousand Immortal Array produced by the system is the most perfect version.

Every god and demon in the formation is the eye of the array.

There is no impermanence in the army, and there is no definite law.

The eyes of the array are always moving.

For Di Xin, the Ten Thousand Immortal Array was simply dozing off and sending pillows.

Originally, he was afraid of offending the teachings, but if Yuan Shi Tianzun really didn't care about his face and made a move on himself, the three thousand gods and demons would definitely not be able to stop him.

But now, if three thousand gods and demons set up a Ten Thousand Immortal Array, even if Yuan Shi Tianzun made a move, he would not be able to escape death.

The appearance of the Ten Thousand Immortal Array undoubtedly gave him a reassurance.

Satisfied, Dixin exited the system panel.

His thoughts spread all around.

One after another, mysterious and abnormal information came into the minds of the three thousand gods and demons.

I saw that the faces of the three thousand gods and demons were fascinated, as if they had seen the most perfect and precise avenue, like a work of art.

The first to wake up was the god and demon of fate, his mana was unparalleled by everyone, and his wisdom was unparalleled, he was a scholar of heaven and man, and he immediately knew the mysteries of the Ten Thousand Immortal Array well.

"Congratulations to the king, congratulations to the king, with this formation, even if it is a saint's shot, he will not return!"

The gods and demons of fate fell to their knees, their faces reverent.

Immediately afterward, the mighty army of gods and demons let out a uniform congratulatory sound.

The huge aura shook all directions like a storm.

Whether it was Heaven or Netherworld, I felt a palpitating aura.

Heaven.

Haotian sat in the empty Lingxiao Treasure Hall.

There are only a few palace maids and eunuchs in the vast heavenly court.

Seeing that his heavenly court was about to be enriched, such a terrifying aura came from the nether realm.

That aura was almost comparable to that of an ancient beast.

Even across endless time and space, even a slight perception is not shivering.

"A bunch of rebels and thieves!".

Haotian snorted coldly.

He is the Emperor of Heaven, the supreme Emperor of Heaven, the Emperor of Heaven who is about to grasp the authority of the Heavenly Dao.

No unknown force will be allowed to escape his grasp.

I secretly made up my mind in my heart that when the gods returned to their places, I immediately issued a decree to wipe out all the thorns on the earth.

......

Western teaching.

Pure Land.

The swaying lotus flower, the linden tree fluttering and falling leaves.

The majestic treasure hall where the wishes of infinite sentient beings are condensed, is glittering with golden light.

A statue of the Buddha, the Bodhisattva, and the golden body of the Arhat shines brightly.

At this moment, an old monk with a gloomy face and a head covered with a flesh bun symbolizing wisdom stood up from the lotus platform.

Two golden rays of light were released from his eyes, and the huge divine consciousness evaporated the lotus pond water in an instant like the sun.

"Who the hell is disturbing the heavens?".

Between the thoughts of the people who lit the lamp, the twenty-four heavens were like dream bubbles.

After being canonized, he betrayed the teachings and became the supreme lamp-burning ancient Buddha of Buddhism, and his status and status were improved countless times.

But for some reason, there was a faint feeling of palpitations.

It seems that he could be deprived of this at any time.

Could that terrifying force be the power of expounding and intercepting the teachings that sought revenge on him?

Burning the lamp was suspicious and guessing.

......

Netherworld.

The sea of blood that does not see the light of day all year round, the paradise of countless Shura.

The ghost cried and howled, and the terrible scream could be heard even from dozens of miles away.

Anger, resentment, malice, all kinds of negative emotions.

A powerful aura lurks in the depths.

The strangely shaped Shura Demon Gods, some have thousands of arms, some have eight arms on all sides, some have nine heads, and some have the upper body like an ordinary person but the lower body is like a scorpion.

And among the demons, the most honorable position is an ordinary old man with a long white beard like a waterfall, with a face full of compassion.

The old man held two swords in his hands, which were as black as ink, exuding a terrifying aura that killed the heavens and the earth.

Even the demons can't avoid it, lest they become a ghost under the sword.

The old man suddenly opened his eyes, and the terrifying aura made the Netherworld Blood Sea shake uncontrollably.

"Who is it, saint?".

The Styx Ancestor's face was full of disbelief.

At the same time, the same scene was performed in the countless immortal and demon caves of the heavens and ten thousand realms.

And Di Xin's god is driving to Kunlun Mountain.

Legend has it that the ancestor of all mountains.

The dojo of the Origin Heavenly Venerable.