At this moment, it really fulfilled the rumors in ancient books.

"I'll help him!"

The eight-armed Yin Zha soared into the sky, opened his mouth and spurted out immeasurable Samadhi flames, which merged into the purple golden bowl of his brain.

But it is like a drop in the bucket. How can a Star Lord refine the despair of a higher civilization?

"Hahaha, I have long said that the Lord of Qingmeng is standing on the sixth floor. He is truly the leader of the deceitful civilization and deserves his reputation!" The masters of the advanced civilization felt that they were good again.

But the corners of his mouth were just half grinning.

Click!

The big world of blood sac is broken!

The battlefield of gods and demons in the North Heaven exploded with a bang, and the entire galaxy could feel the turbulent space shock. In addition to the blood sacs of the Huangtian World, the space force field barrier encompassing the six realms exploded.

Without weak water to provide energy, the force field would no longer be able to maintain.

Just like low-quality high-rise buildings that trembled and collapsed when a slight earthquake was felt, countless sentient beings on the battlefield of gods and demons in the North saw the boundless starry sky and the Milky Way for the first time...

Beautiful, gorgeous.

Wow~

The black weak water is still rushing, pouring into the purple golden bowl of the brain, trying to completely pollute it and turn it into the most terrifying demon brain in the universe.

All the stars tried their best to help, but nothing could be changed.

Dog Star Lord Li Bo came through the air with the gods of the North Heaven: "I'm here to help you conquer the weak water!"

Once the divine eyes are opened, all things will be purified.

In an instant, the roaring roar of the raging weak water became much quieter, but the next moment it suddenly surged. Li Bo was caught off guard and suffered a backlash, and a line of blood flowed from his forehead.

"Ahem~Sorry, I can't lower it!"

The weak water shook, and many star kings suffered backlash and flew out.

I didn’t expect that Lord Qingmeng’s conspiracy was solved, but there would still be such a huge disaster. The Star Lord ceremony of Six Crows Tathagata was too terrifying, and it was definitely not the power of Star Lord!

I'm afraid I have to work hard to promote deterrence!

"Come again! I just don't believe it!"

The stars roared and came out together to conquer the genetic resentment in the weak water and completely purify the weak water.

A figure suddenly appeared above the purple golden bowl of the brain.

"Jinchan Yang Ming, what are you going to do?" Li Bo was stunned and shouted.

"Leave it to me!"

Yang Ming looked around and forced everyone back. He didn't answer the question, but sighed in his heart. Mr. Zhao Ming, the master of Xuantian Sword, really has a plan!

He walked eight steps forward, backward, left, and right, and finally fell into the purple golden bowl of his brain, transforming into a giant golden cicada with six wings converged and arms clasped together.

"The wonderful method of cicada sound can save all living beings, and I am the only one who can calm the weak water!"

boom!

In an instant, the sky was filled with golden light like a waterfall, and there were thousands of auspicious auras. It seemed like there were endless giant cicadas chanting sutras in the starry space, and golden radiation ripples spread out layer by layer.

Even Xingjun was in a trance, as if he saw a real Buddha preaching in the world, and couldn't help but kneel in submission.

Illusion God Qu Kunlun was even more surprised: "I didn't expect that Patriarch Jin Chan could really cross the weak water with one force!"

The golden light swept across the northern sky, and the sound of cicadas continued, like the chanting of the great Tao. In a square star, countless sentient beings fell to the ground with calm faces, forgetting their sorrow, and chanted the name of the golden cicada!

“It really works!”

Ji Xinghai's Myriad God Mirror reflected a piece of weak water. The large black weak water was transformed by the hypnotic sound of the cicada, turning into golden ooze, and the purple golden bowl of the brain was dyed with a layer of golden clouds.

However, in less than half a quarter of an hour, they shouted in a low voice: "No, Jin Chan ancestor seems to have been burned through. This is just one-tenth of the hypnotic weak water!"

"No problem!"

In the purple golden bowl of the brain, the sound of the golden cicada is as loud as it is bright, as strong as it is yang.

"Open, lend me the power of Nirvana!"

There was a bang.

Yang Kai, the golden-winged roc who was light years away, used the 'God-Appearing System' to lend him a ray of Nirvana fire.

The broken body is like going back in time, returning to its peak.

"You can still play like this!"

The scalp of the Star Lords is numb. The God Appearance System can actually be used in this way. It is really a wonderful use to borrow the great powers of the Star Lords from a distance of light years.

When I was about to die, I shouted to Yang Kai, the golden-winged roc, but I don’t know if it would work!

That's it,

Yang Ming, the ancestor of Jin Chan, used his power eight times in a row to burn nine lifetimes and refine 90% of the weak water. He sighed helplessly: "If I don't go to hell, who will?"

"May the human race live forever, and may there be no mechanical Buddha in the south!"

After the sound, he entered nirvana in the purple golden bowl of his brain, and the blazing fire of karma burned his divine body, leaving his empty fruit position hanging in the sky.

There was a crash!

Thousands of weak water pour into the purple golden bowl of the brain, the roar of the waves is endless, the golden light is gathered, and it is full of vitality.

However, all the star kings mourned sadly: "Congratulations to the golden cicada ancestor for his nirvana!"

"Congratulations to the ancestor of Golden Chan for his Nirvana!" All the Star Lords of the Great Ancient Divine Court said.

“Best wishes for the golden cicada ancestor’s nirvana!” Billions of sentient beings in human society.

For a moment, there was only one echo from heaven and earth.

The ancestor of Jin Chan, Yang Ming, sacrificed his body as a Tathagata and was willing to burn his body for nine consecutive lives, reincarnate and rebuild, and realize the great path again.

Ancestral Star Giant Mountain.

The wind is surging.

Zhao Ming was hesitant and muttered to himself: "I hope... there will be no mechanical Buddha in the south!"
Chapter completed!