Super Monk - Chapter 4442

The Golden Horn boy and the silver horn boy have been waiting outside the palace gate for a long time. Seeing Zhao Luo’s figure emerging, they saluted respectfully and said:

“I’d like to meet Mr. Zhang. My master asked me to send a message to you: when the time comes, we will be one.”

At this moment, for the two boys, it was before the war of Fengshen. Naturally, the one who came to the door was yuqingzixu Gaomiao, the emperor Daojun of the Yuan Dynasty, who was the original emperor of the Yuan Dynasty, the head of Sanqing, surrounded by nine dark statues. He seemed to be hiding in the depths of chaos, with a weak expression and no waves.

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As time goes by, it is more than 30 years later. Even with Yang Jian holding Wuji Xinghuang banner in the center of heaven and earth guarding the western regions, and seven kill Taoist holding Minghai sword to isolate the extreme south of the East China Sea, the natural disasters in the real world are still growing at the speed visible to the naked eye, the extreme north is melting, the sea is climbing, and many prosperous islands and coastal areas of the mainland have disappeared under the cover of blue, Death will permeate into the universe, bringing the final end time after time.

The magic Buddha Ananda sits at the bottom of Jiuyou with a smile in his eyes. He doesn’t know who he is in contact with.

Suddenly, he patted his knee and said leisurely:

“the time has come!”

Boom!

Nine you instant boiling, the Western Gobi and the East China Sea extreme south like two huge volcanic eruptions, spewing out the dark flame and deep fog, bring the scene of doomsday.

“The time has come…” In yuxu palace, Zhao Luo slowly opened his eyes, deep and quiet inside, as if all the first.

With his right hand, the pure land of Tibet where xuanbei was suddenly contracted, and he got into the impregnable boat of doomsday. Bursts of golden fire rose, burning glass, and the strange light rushed to the sky, pulling the doomsday breath in the real world.

Time flies, a thousand years, in the blink of an eye, has subsided, the ship of doomsday has become extremely huge, head and tail across hundreds of millions of disasters, the surface covered with a layer of light gold glass, the blank space full of pure lotus, both the meaning of the end result after death, and the sense of transcendence.

All the ghosts on and off the deck are bewildered, and they can’t see more than one kind of ghosts.

“Nanwudi Tibetan Bodhisattva…” Xuanbei recited it in a low voice.

He knew that the “treasure raft for crossing the world” was not yet perfect, and he had to wait for something else.

Boom!

There are thunders and shadows flying in the sky. Sometimes lightning and flowing fire fall. They are blocked by Qingguang Bailian or the power of humanity.

Looking at this scene, on the remaining islands in the East China Sea, all living beings prayed for the protection of the emperor. In the original territory of Dazhou, the believers became more devout, hoping that the virgin Bailian could save the world.

Feeling the change of the way of heaven, Xia Hongyan in yuxu palace suddenly got up and came down to the lower world. She became one with the white lotus goddess and never separated from each other again.

She made a seal with her hands. She was solemn and holy. She said with a smile: “the opportunity has come!”

At the end of the day, all living beings are looking forward to the Savior, which is the opportunity to break away from the sea of suffering and get on the other side!

It’s time to lose. It’s time to lose. Instead, it’s time to be confused!

And before looking back, peeping into the future, closed for many years, the accumulation has been sufficient!

In the other side of the Taoist center, such as paradise, Bodhi pure land, vacuum hometown, and Jiuyou fairyland, a series of high eyes gaze over.