How to survive the disaster?

Yang Sanyang looked at the natural disaster that lasted tens of millions of miles, which was a disaster of heaven. All living beings bathed in the blood of the gods and suffered the curse of the gods. With the effect of the wonderful and unpredictable black pot, they seemed extremely troublesome.

A touch of solemnity appeared in his eyes, and Yang Sanyang thought in his heart. The next moment, he saw the purple air coming from the east from the sky, covering the sky and the sun and rushing into the galaxy.

The vast purple air penetrated into the galaxy for 30,000 miles, rendering the endless stars in the world. In the hazy, there was a vast poem called "The first thing Hongmeng judged is the first, and there is always no naturalness. The purple air came from the east for 30,000 miles, and Hanguan had been in the first five thousand years."

After the words fell, a hazy figure came from the sky, and took a step forward with the strange phenomenon of golden lotus falling from the sky, but saw that the figure had already descended into the void while raising his legs.

"The saint is coming! It is the saint! We will pay homage to the saint!" The three ancestors of the dragon, phoenix, Qilin below all looked excited and bowed together.

Lao Dan's body was hazy in the chaotic aura, which made everyone in the field unable to see it clearly. He ignored the rudeness of the Third Patriarch and just looked quietly into the distance.

At this moment, a sound came from the south, and then a golden lotus was gushing from the sky and the endless purple air came from the south, which was no less than Lao Dan's appearance. Before the person arrived, a song had already come from the dark: Hunyuan Chu judged Tao as the supreme, and practiced the division of clear and turbidity in the universe and the two qualities of Tai Chi produced four images, and it is still in the palm of the hand.

The vast and boundless pressure covered the sky and endless holy power spread, which made all living beings in the field bow down one after another.

"Another saint came, it seems that this time it was really troublesome!" King Qilin's pupils kept tightening: "If it weren't for the big trouble, there wouldn't be two saints coming. You and I will go to see the saints together, and see how the saints can break the disaster."

Before he finished speaking, he heard a sound from the east, and the vast purple air flowed, accompanied by the sky falling, and endless holy power overwhelmed the vast land, making the heads of sentient beings lowered three points. A song came from the misty clouds and mists, but a figure with a chaotic air flowing around him came from the sky. A song resounded through the universe, and a figure slowly came: the principle of clearing the earth and opening up the heavens, talking about the scriptures and methods, and the green travels to the capital. The five energys were spread to the Yuan Dynasty, and the three flowers gathered to perform Wusheng. The golden light on the top was divided into five colors, and the red lotus under the foot chased ten thousand journeys. The eight trigrams of immortal doctor flew purple air, and the three-edge sword was called Qingping. The dragon and the tiger were the first, and the monsters were bound to be bound by Zongheng.

Another saint came, which made the third ancestor unable to stop.

While hesitating, he heard a sound from the West, and a figure came, with purple air rolling for 30,000 miles, and golden lotus blooming all over the vast thousand. A song came from nothingness, spread throughout the battlefield of Buzhou Mountain, reflecting endless time: the Great Awakening Golden Immortal is the same time, Bodhi, the Western wonderful Dharma Ancestor Bodhi. The three or three things are not born and destroyed, and the whole energy is full of spirit and spirit is full of compassion. Empty and silence naturally follow the changes, and the true nature is willing to do it. It is the same as the heaven and the solemn body, and the great master of Mingxin has passed through the kalpas.

The Third Patriarch looked closely and was the Saint Amitabha who was most familiar to everyone in the past.

The four saints stood in the void, and looked at the overwhelming disasters, and they all remained silent.

The Third Patriarch quickly sorted out his clothes and went up to pay respect to him: "I have seen all the saints. If the saints are here, the saints are compassionate and have the whole world. If the saints are here, the saints will take action to help all living beings in my three tribes, and we are grateful."

When I looked closely in the dark, I saw that the four saints were all hazy in chaos, with purple aura covering their bodies, which made people unable to see them clearly.

The three saints did not move as a mountain, and did not look at the Third Patriarch, but looked at the vast disasters on their own. Only Amitabha turned around and said, "You are waiting aside for the time being, and let's see us use our supernatural powers."

The Third Patriarch was so arrogant that he could not hold on at this time. Hearing the words, he immediately retreated without saying a word.

The Supreme Dharma Eye said: "The Dingfeng Pill and the Fire-Breaking Pearl can create one side of fortune, but it is difficult to reverse the overall situation in front of you. I wonder what the three of you can do?"

"Brother Dao needs to take action and use the Tai Chi diagram to stabilize the three disasters. Then Brother Dao Tongtian uses the four sword souls to absorb the disasters between heaven and earth. I use the Three Jewels like jade to suppress the energy of sentient beings in the lower world. We and the four of us help sentient beings. These sentient beings are destined to me. If they can transform into the three thousand worlds and fill them with these billions of sentient beings, my three thousand worlds will be saturated. In the future, I will no longer need to help sentient beings in the outside world, and I can be fully self-sufficient. Moreover, the evolution of the Bodhi tree will also accelerate countless times, and a leaf can grow in five hundred years." Amitabha was twisting the rosary, his eyes full of countless calculations.

Taiqing Dharma Xiang pondered for a moment, and after a while, he said, "Great goodness, I want to restore my strength, but I don't know how long it will take. In this matter, we should fully support Amitabha and help Amitabha achieve enlightenment. If Amitabha can perfect the holy path, we will also have guarantees. This is an opportunity to plunder this world."

"It's possible, but... I have to lose my merits and energy. In the future, I have to know how many disasters will be, and I will be in trouble... This is also the sequelae of forcibly stealing the fortunes of the Great Wilderness World." Yuqing Dharma hesitated slightly.

"I don't care about so much. The Demon Ancestor is about to achieve enlightenment. We must have one person who can restore all our strength to restrain the Demon Ancestor and protect us!" Shangqing Faxiang whispered: "The rest of the sentient beings can be saved, but only the cultivators of the Dragon, Phoenix, Qilin clans cannot be saved. These three tribes are the protagonists. If the calamity is involved in the Pure Land world, it will be too late to regret it."

"Thank you, Brother Yuanshi, for your reminder!" Amitabha raised his eyebrows, revealing a terrifying look: "I am so obsessed with greed that I almost forgot this."

"The great wilderness has been plundered for tens of thousands of years, and the sentient beings in this great wilderness have been derived from tens of thousands of years, absorbing the essence of the sun and moon in the wilderness for tens of thousands of years. The magic of creation has been abducted by us for a while. Although cause and effect are the basis, the life of the original body and the teacher will not be easy in the future!" Taiqing smiled bitterly.

"I don't care about so much. The teacher has made great plans and has given everything for my prehistoric world. How can we be lenient at this time? Let the teacher's hard work flow? With Amitabha's support, even if the future is bumpy, we can still overcome the past!" Tongtian's face was determined.

Taiqing stopped talking, and the next moment he waved his sleeves, and the Tai Chi diagram turned into a vast scroll of pictures, and passed by endless disasters below.

I saw that the void solidified wherever the picture was scrolled, as if it was trapped in the stillness of time, and the power of earth, water, wind and fire should follow it.

A tragic murderous intent emerged, and the world was full of red. The murderous intent swept across the void, and blood rain fell from the sky, as if some mystery was cut through. Then the next moment, there were powerful and erratic qi flowing in the void. The dazzling sword energy, accompanied by the murderous intent condensed to the extreme, made the minds of the sentient beings in the Great Wilderness blank. The minds of the sentient beings in the Great Wilderness were blank. The Third Ancestors watching on the side also closed their eyes, their hearts trembled, and a hint of horror appeared in their eyes.

The sword light was extremely bright, and the sea of ​​laws wherever it passed was split open, and countless laws were broken one after another. The soul of the Third Ancestor kept trembling, as if he had encountered great terror, and he lost consciousness in an instant.

A jade Ruyi flew out, not knowing where to come, and where to go.

Countless disasters and disasters dissipated one after another, and wisps of chaotic energy flowed, constantly eliminating the disasters between heaven and earth.

Amitabha sighed, his palm stretched out, and a Bodhi leaf flew out. The Bodhi leaf seemed to contain a real world. The Bodhi leaf covered the void and covered the sun, moon and stars. The billions of sentient beings were collected by the Bodhi leaf in a few breaths, and then the Bodhi leaf returned to Amitabha's body.

The smoke disappeared, and the light of the sun and the moon came back to the great wilderness. When the will of the Dragon, Phoenix, Qilin and the Three Ancestors recovered, their eyes were empty.

The saint is missing, but the billions of sentient beings under his command are also missing.

From the celestial beings to the cultivators who have cultivated their cultivation to overcome the three disasters, all disappeared completely.

Only the powerful man in the Golden Immortal Realm stood there with a confused expression and had not yet recovered his consciousness.

The saint's actions were too terrible. Everyone was absorbed in their minds and had no idea what was happening in front of them.

Where is the tribe under your command?

The Third Ancestor hurriedly counted the tribe, but fortunately, although the billions of troops disappeared, the main force under his command still existed.

The hundreds of millions of sentient beings say more but not more, and the lesser ones say less.

This is the elite of the three tribes' affiliated tribes, and it is the living power of the three tribes. But it is not an absolute power. What truly maintains the dominant position of the three tribes is the direct power of the three tribes.

I worked hard for decades, and once I returned to the pre-liberation.

The three tribes have little losses, at most they will return to their state tens of thousands of years ago, and they can afford this loss.

"Don't think too much, just think that all the billions of sentient beings have been buried in disasters!" Zulong's pupils tightened: "It is already a blessing for us, including the main forces of the three tribes, to protect us, and it is enough to maintain the orthodox tradition of our three tribes. Our main task now is to chase the gods, and we should chase the remaining bravery to the enemy, and we should not make random guesses."

Feng Zu and Qilin King were silent. After a while, they heard Qilin King say: "What a saint is an ant under it. All the billions of sentient beings have been destroyed by the saints. For the sake of the order of heaven and earth, the saints have destroyed hundreds of sentient beings. It is really a cruel heart."

Feng Zu said silently. No one is a fool. Who believes the words of the Qilin King?

There is no such power of death in the air at all!

This is a mystery. The whereabouts of hundreds of millions of sentient beings have become a mystery, a mystery that cannot be solved and cannot be explored by everyone.

Buzhou Mountain

The Houtu God and the Demon Ancestor opened their eyes together and looked at the void without saying a word for a long time.

"Is it you?" After a long time, the Demon Ancestor took a deep breath: "What a terrifying person, where do you come from? Why do I feel familiar with those four figures?"

The deepest part of Mount Buzhou

Hou Tu stared at the void for a long time, slowly retracted his gaze, and then slowly closed his eyes: "That scroll, that is like jade, if I read it correctly, it is the object in your hand. How can there be treasures of saints in your hand? Could it be that you are the candidates selected by the saints and walk in the Great Wilderness instead of the saints?"

"No wonder, you can save me from the disaster! It seems that my choice was not wrong at the beginning, but this time I really had a bet right!" Hou Tu murmured to himself.
Chapter completed!