Qin Li hesitated.

In the heart entanglement ten million heavy.

He wanted to challenge, to survive nine robberies in a row.

If successful, unprecedented, into an unknown field.

Even if you can't make it, you can control the pagoda of merit and virtue, resist thunder and rob, and get away with it. You can do it later.

What a pity!

Qian Yuan can't hold on.

The front was defeated and all living beings suffered.

Some of the most ferocious kings have been killed.

Even if the sages of Qianyuan had the pagoda of merit and virtue, they were defeated one after another. They were beaten to vomit blood and were about to fall.

round the ear!

There was a roar.

"Why don't you come yet?"

"Huashen, I really believe in you!"

"They're all dead. These cannibals are so cruel!"

Qin Li, as the king of merit, connects the three trillion creatures, hears their prayers and understands their sufferings.

"Ah

Qin Li sighed.

He actually had an answer.

"Master, I'll help you!"

Qin Li stopped the robbery and became the king of eight robberies.

He is not selfish enough to destroy the great cause of offering sacrifices to heaven for self achievement.

"Qin Li, we really can't carry it!" The sages are very old, and the Nine Emperors' wares are dim.

Had it not been for the pagoda of merit, they would have fallen.

"I'll turn the tide around!"

Qin Li is determined!

Now!

"Ridiculous

"Yehuoshen chain!"

Many saints joined hands to strike.

They pour boundless karma into the universe.

Suddenly condense, turn into a chain, burn the fire, wound on the pagoda of merit, imprison this defense holy weapon.

"No!"

The sage of Qianyuan was shocked.

They lost their greatest dependence.

Exposed to the fierce power of the holy king, there is no defense.

"It's over. It's over. There's no chance to escape!" The red elephant sage is as thin as firewood. He can't help but get angry

"Qin Li, we work so hard, but you fail to live up to the expectations of all living beings!"

Qin Li came from the sky and said calmly:

"Qian Yuan will win!"

Wen Yan!

The king of dreams laughs:

"Qianyuan lost, no chance to turn over."

Black sky demon emperor low way: "don't eat you, not enough to vent anger!"

"According to what I said before, Qianyuan ceded five states to me!" King of gold, roared the giant.

"Yes!"

Xianyun incarnated in Dafang

"But Qin Li, the monster, belongs to me!"

"I will obliterate his will, refine this supreme body into an external incarnation, and I will surely achieve the true emperor."

A group of kings!

Well, it's not a cover up for greed.

They had already made an agreement to divide up the 32 states of Qianyuan.

As for Qin Li's immortal body, the unexpected joy is as precious as the immortal root.

Jiuxuan's face was as pale as ashes.

It's hard for Qian Yuan to be defeated by such a character. I'm not reconciled.

"You'd better care about yourself!"

Qin Li disdained to smile.

Raise your hand.

Boom!

Heaven and earth roar.

The three omens of the Qianyuan period make the living beings tremble.

Gongde silk thoroughly connects all living beings to heaven.

Through the mediation of Qin Li, the power of all living beings and the power of the world are perfectly integrated, and all living creatures have a sense of human nature.

This moment!

When the sacrifice to heaven is completed, the rules are in unison.

The world responded to Qin Li's request and gave some rights.

This is the power of heaven!

It becomes a nine color fairy pen.

It's not material, it's part of the road.

Gather all living beings to pray to write rules in the Qianyuan world.

It is for this immortal pen that countless friars sacrifice their lives and forget their death to rebuild the merit system and save Qianyuan!

"No!"

"It's the rule of heaven!"

"Stop him, or it'll be nothing!"

The incarnation of Xianyun didn't expect that Qin Li was so fast and finished the altar ahead of time.

In fact, this is the addition of fengshentai, and there is a trillion merit silk thread. The speed of offering sacrifices to heaven is several times faster than that of the ethereal emperor.

"Fall in the dark!"

"There is no quantity in the prison!"

"The setting sun of Daqian falls!"

"Hundreds of millions of dreams!"

"Plain clouds and misty flags!"

The black sky demon emperor, the god elephant giant, the golden black Saint King, and the dreamer Saint King.

The incarnation of Xianyun is a sacrifice to the emperor. It really destroys the sky and the earth. It's like the falling stars and the decaying sun and moon. The vast Yuanzhou is shaking and the holy city is flattening. It seems that hundreds of millions of rivers and mountains are going to sink.

Just the aftereffect is enough to tear the king apart, and the terror is unparalleled.

"My life is over, and Qianyuan is dead!"

The sage was about to faint.

"No!"

Qin Li raised his pen.

In an instant, through the spirit.

"The sage does nothing!"

Write!

dragons and snakes follow one 's writing brush -- good penmanship.

Qin Liwan is the great emperor of the world.

To respond to the expectations of all living beings.

Tiangui's writing marks the road, and the world changed dramatically in the Qianyuan period.

In a flash.

The world roars.

The road vibrates, the merit is like the sea.

The attack of a few saints from other countries was eliminated.

Qin Li holds a fairy pen, white as snow, flying calmly, explaining:

"The destructive power of the holy steps is too strong. In a moment, the mountains collapse, so we should do nothing to build Qianyuan."

"No!"

Fairy cloud incarnation looks up at the sky.

The sky vibrates and tears ten thousand cracks in space.

The ten thousand eyes of Qianyuan burst out, and hundreds of millions of rainbow of heavenly power burst out.

The original Qianyuan chaos, all living beings are suffering, war clouds!

Now, it's torn by the rainbow. It's auspicious!

This is not ordinary Hongguang, but a part of the main road, which combines the power of the earth and soul of the three trillion living beings in the Qianyuan period to form the rule of merit and virtue.

As long as you step into the Qianyuan world, all living beings must abide by it.

Ordinary people don't feel it.

But all the saints present were shocked.

In the dark, an irresistible great force came.

This is the power of the Qianyuan world and the will of all living beings to go deep into the body of saints and find the source of power.

Daoguo!

This is the foundation of saints.

It's essentially a chain of laws.

It is not only powerful, but also able to create Shengwei out of thin air.

In essence, the holy spring in the holy body is a fragment of the law and a miniature version of the Tao, so it has many mysteries.

"My holy power!"

All the saints outside the country are shocked.

It's not only them, but also the saints of Qianyuan.

On their Tao and fruit, they entangle the chains of merit and virtue, seal the rules, exhaust the holy power, and do not be presumptuous.

It's like a great emperor's sacrifice of the great seal.

So for a moment.

All saints fall into the realm.

Even the incarnation of Xianyun no longer has the fighting power of sage.

All the imperial utensils were also forced to fall into a deep sleep, because they could not cross and cross without the holy power provided by the holy Tao and fruit.

"The game is settled!"

Qin Li defied all sides and continued to write

"The king is cautious, powerful and virtuous, Nirvana and benevolence, heaven and man are humble..."

Qin Li made rules to restrict the strong. He hoped that they would restrain their arrogance and fight against the innocent.

"No matter what the trace is, the person who does good will accumulate virtue, and the person who does evil will accumulate karma. Those who help others are good and those who harm others are evil; Taking advantage of people's danger is evil, and becoming beautiful is good; Laziness and extravagance are evil, diligence and frugality are good... "

The immortal pen is good.

Unfortunately, the ink is limited.

Qin Li's writing is like a spirit.

He had an idea for a long time, so he wrote the 36 day rule.

"To benefit Qianyuan is good, to harm the world is evil!"

The last rule falls.

Click.

A crisp sound.

The pen of Tiangui was broken on the spot.

Power recovery and merit system establishment.

"Unfortunately, I still want to write 365 rules of heaven!"

All things have positive and negative sides. It's good to talk about merits and virtues, but if we talk too much about merits and virtues, we will inevitably breed a group of cowardly friars who can't resist foreign enemies.

A peck and a drink make the road count, so take back the power in time.

That's about it!

But.

Even the 36 day rule.

It is also a powerful tool to turn the situation around.

Then he saw the thirty-two prefectures in the Qianyuan Dynasty. They saw the clouds and the sun, the clouds and the purple clouds, the golden lights and the neon lights.

"I feel much better!"

A dispirited friar of Qianyuan, he was extremely powerful in an instant.

He hovered over his head a few meritorious deeds, which was a reward for his bravery in killing the enemy.

"Why am I so weak?" The foreign friars Yin Tang FA Hei gained a lot of karma and became restless, and their fighting power declined.

One increase and one decrease.

The real attack and defense are exchanged in an instant.

When friars of Qianyuan fought at home, the more they killed the enemy, the more merits they had.

The foreign monks came from afar, invaded and killed, weakened and imprisoned. Naturally, karma diffused and even condensed.

"You lost!"

Qin Li breathed a sigh of relief.

The immortal substance and divine substance are thrown out at random.

After the emperor's utensils were swallowed by the saints of the Qianyuan Dynasty, they soon regained their glorious youth.

Moreover, they made great contributions to the salvation of the world, so their merits and virtues soared. They wore the robes of merits and virtues and held the golden soldiers to punish evil, which greatly increased their combat power.

As for the holy kings, they are the main force of aggression. The terror of their strong karmic power actually condenses into the thorns of karmic fire, entangles their limbs, and their bad luck covers the top and weakens their combat power.