Chapter 571 Heavenly Doom (please subscribe)

"Bad, hurt, shocked, rest, death, separation, scattered, chaos, violence, loss, extinction, destruction..." All kinds of heavenly bad luck came one after another, like thousands of horses and thousands of troops, with a momentum sweeping the world, sweeping wantonly on Zhang Chong's spiritual platform, and everywhere it is like entering no one's land.

The twelve heavenly dooms are connected to each other. When Zhang Chong feels every kind of bad luck, he is also understanding the way of heaven. Although his heart is guarded by Taoism, he does not dare to act rashly. He is afraid that if he is entangled by any kind of doom, he will be doomed forever, and he falls into self-repity. There is no more day. From then on, Zhang Chong will no longer have his own thoughts, but fall into a lot of desires.

"follow me, I will let people get the most free release." A fierce fairy beast roared angrily and made the most earth-shaking sound. On its forehead, there was a big word "bad" shining with golden light. In the roar, nightmare-like scenes, like horse lanterns, kept passing by, impacting Zhang Chong's spiritual platform in turn. Although there was a Taoist heart to protect each other, the spiritual platform was still trembling, as if it did not keep it.

In addition to this fairy beast, the other eleven fairy beasts followed closely and jumped out. For Zhang Chong's spiritual platform, it was a siege, symbolizing the cold expression of the dead fairy beast, and symbolizing the soft voice of the gentle voice of the fairy beast. In an instant, around Zhang Chong's spiritual platform, it was mixed, and it was not clear which kind of sound. The sound occupied the top, but it shook the spiritual platform to a faint fight, almost breaking up.

If the spiritual platform is gone, he will fall into an eternal place. Even if the body is still alive and his power is still alive, it is just a beast with endless desires. Zhang Chong did not expect that the most primitive chaotic power in the world, with such a powerful power, the impact is like a tide, turbulent. Surging and endless.

Twelve golden characters, surrounded by Zhang Chong's predecessors, all kinds of pasts in the secular world, like clouds and smoke, constantly drifting from his heart. What is his love, what is the six desires, all in these twelve-character doom, it can be regarded as the cultivation of the level of Xuanxian, the same as floating in the earth.

Zhang Chong's Taoist heart looked at everything indifferently, but he couldn't stand the fierce offensive. This feeling tormented him all the time. Seeing that it was unavoidable, Zhang Chong roared with a long roar, and his left hand turned his second finger, straight to where his eyes were, and pricked over.

I only heard a soft "bang" sound, and I saw that Zhang Chong's blood was pouring in that place, and his eyes were already blind. However, Zhang Chong seemed to feel a different pain at all. Between the movements of his fingers, all five knowledges were discarded in an instant. Looking at his appearance, he actually wanted to separate the distance from these dust thoughts.

Between the lightning and lightning, the rabbit rises and falls. Zhang Chong's method can be said to be fast and fierce. Even if ordinary people can think of this, I'm afraid they really want to start, but they have to think about it for a long time.

However, after Zhang Chong abolished the five knowledge, he knew that these twelve heavenly dooms were far more powerful than he imagined. Don't you know that blind people are also sad? The fate of heaven is like a maggot attached to the bone, and it will never die. And where Zhang Chong's spiritual platform is, there are already some fragments.

You can't be born, and you can't keep your heart. In Zhang Chong's heart, a feeling of sadness is coming up, and the Taoist heart will last forever. The heart is like a mirror, and it is spotless. However, in the world, it is even more entangled by these twelve heavenly fates. I'm afraid there is no room to erase.

If this is the case, what should we do? In Zhang Chong's heart, he thought like lightning, and the physical and mental pain firmly locked him, so that he could not concentrate at all. At this time, the words of the Lord of the Nine Heavens resounded in his ear again.

"The heart moves at will, and there is no desire~~"

This sentence made him suddenly enlightened again. His heart moved at will and had no desire. Indeed, since he abolished the five knowledge, why did he care about other things? Did he keep the spiritual platform to see the moon? If so, isn't it that he still can't let go of this spiritual platform in his heart?

There is no tree in Bodhi, and there is no mirror!!

Thinking of this, he opened his hands, and there was a look of full release on his face. It was like opening the gate, which made the twelve armies attack together. The rolling flood-like twelve heavenly fortunes filled his body in an instant, and the spiritual platform banged, all of them were destroyed. Zhang Chong's spirit at this moment can be said to have nothing to rely on, but it can also be said that it can be relied on everywhere.

It is not the most difficult to be born, but to enter the world!! Zhang Chong carefully experienced these twelve heavenly and bad luck. People have joys and sorrows, and the moon has a cloud and sunny circle. Only by fully digesting these twelve golden characters can he give birth to a perfect Taoist heart.

Zhang Chong, who realized this truth, looked up to the sky and roared. The power of chaos kept pouring into his body, digesting the twelve big words, and his body was also rejuvenating. Between the breath, the five knowledge reappeared, showing a brighter appearance than before, and the five colors above the ancient flood furnace. The colored stone also gave birth to a wisp of light, reflected on the top of Zhang Chong's head.

The top of Zhang Chong's head actually looks like a lotus flower. The light is moving, and the solemn color flashes out. Zhang Chong stood in that place, feeling the new power in his body running freely. The flow flowed down three thousand feet, and it was suspected that the Milky Way fell into the sky.

Under the impact of the chaotic force like a flying current, Zhang Chong is even where the small pores are located, with the breath from ancient times. This feeling is refreshing and comfortable. His life is full of lead, as if he has been reborn, full of glory.

And the ancient magic furnace is like a nine-day artifact, like a fish in water in the nebula storm. It constantly collects the broken nebula spirit and collects it into the divine furnace. The five-color stone has a strange magic power, which seems to be like the heart of the divine furnace, emitting colorful colors, and the chaotic atmosphere in the furnace is getting more and more More. Although Zhang Chong's strength has reached the first level of immortality, his power has essentially changed. However, even so, the chaotic breath he absorbs is only one ten-thousandth collected in the furnace. No matter how much it is, it is beyond the limit of his body.

After the lack of a lot of nebula spirits, the nebula storm slowly dissipated. The nebula vortex in front of us has lasted for so long. Naturally, there is something special about it. You can see it slowly adjusting, the vortex reappears, and the nebula spirit is no longer broken, and the wind quietly guides the rotation of the vortex.

The ancient magic furnace, like a full meal, converges the supreme glory with satisfaction. Before the next breath, it has flowed back to Zhang Chong's body. At this time, Zhang Chong had already found that he was standing on the edge of the nebula vortex. The wind was calm, and there was no feeling of the previous rifting landslide.

Breathing the fresh air and looking at the gray nebula, Zhang Chong only felt refreshed. At this time, in the void, a blue stream, as if a waterfall came out of thin air, attacked him with amazing momentum.

The poor blue falls into the yellow spring, and neither of them is seen. Between heaven and earth, there is no way to dodge. However, Zhang's heart was clear and the Taoist heart was empty. Under the unavoidable, he turned over and retreated. The nine heavenly soldiers went east with a big river, and thousands of waves rushed back and forth, blocking the blue current.

Two collisions, one blow creates a thousand waves, straight to the sky. At this time, the melodious sound of depression blew between heaven and earth. The voice of depression was soft and swayed uncontrollably. In the sound of depression, the bridge as bright as pearls and jade lay above the blue stream~~

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