v2 Chapter 1330： Vientiane is changing, all beings are worshipping! (2/2)

If we say that the ancient Qingfeng, which only held the sky by hand, is like a lonely war **** from ancient times.

Then the ancient Qingfeng who sacrificed the Supreme Killing Territory was like a bloodthirsty demon from hell.

At this moment, when the sacred floating slaughter is sacrificed, the ancient breeze of Vientiane worship is a true **** of Vientiane from the flood.

He was just standing with his hands down.

With eyes closed, motionless, let the Vientiane change, and let the beings worship.

What was he thinking about?

What does he want to do?

I don't know.

No one knows.

And just when everyone was in doubt, the pilgrimage of all living creatures began to rotate around the ancient breeze. For a moment, the world shrouded in this chaos glory seemed to be spinning. When it was spinning, the chaos glory around the ancient breeze became stronger. And that changed Vientiane, the worship of all the living as revival, become lifelike.

here.

The ancient breeze is like a flower of life blooming, and it is like a light of life, and it is like a source of life erupting.

Endless, endless, the vast and constant breath of life spread.

This breath of life is more holy, pure, and richer than the natural mutation that caused the Destiny that year.

what's going on?

Everyone was a little embarrassed.

The white-browed monk is, the Daxing epilepsy is even more so, although they do not know how many years they have cultivated, they have rich experience and knowledge, especially the Daxing epilepsy, often wandering in the 3,000 world There is nothing in between that he does not know, nor is there any goodness that he does not know.

However, for him, the worship of all living creatures in Vientiane was unheard of before, and there were no records in the ancient books. Therefore, he did not know what was going on now.

but.

There was a faint feeling in his heart.

very bad!

It seemed like he was excited, he was excited, and he seemed to be worried, afraid, complicated, and confused, making him a little overwhelmed.

”The Lord Buddha is on ...”

Next to him, the white-browed monk trapped by King Kong's Qiankun circle still sits on the ground honestly, cross-legged, his face is very bad, to be precise, his face is ashamed, his expression has changed and changed, his eyes stared at him. As if you saw something incredible, the whole person was shaking.

”The changes in Vientiane ~~ The worship of the living, the blooming of this life, this ...”

I do n’t know if it ’s excited or afraid. The voice of the monk Baimei is trembling and intermittent. Even if he takes a deep breath, he still ca n’t calm down and shouts, “He ’s ... he ’s ... he ’s asking King Ding ! ”

Wow!

Hearing the word ”king”, Daxing epilepsy was like a lightning strike, but felt his scalp numb, turning in circles, sitting on the ground with one buttock, his mind was echoing the word ”king”.

Humanity is an ancient legend to many people, and it is also a familiar and strange existence.

Familiar because there are many people in this world, most of them are innumerable and innumerable. Whether they are immortal Buddha or devil, most of them are cultivated by people. Therefore, everyone is very familiar with people. Familiar with.

Unfamiliar is because, since ancient times, immortals have immortals, demon has magic, Tao has ghosts, ghosts have ghosts, heaven has heavens, but only humans have no humanity, no ancient times, no ancient times, no ancient times.

(End of this chapter)