Qin Li was shocked.

The enemy is too exaggerated.

It is the projection of Tao, the ultimate of time.

The Immortal Emperor, the God Emperor, and the Heavenly Emperor are so amazing that they are all defeated by him.

Although Qin Li has all kinds of blessings and immortal wood, Yuanshu's opponent has an indescribable despair.

"We must fly high, otherwise the entire Yuanzhou will sink!"

Qin Li waved his thirty-six wings.

However.

Dark tear apart the sea of ​​swords.

"Those who return will surely die!"

The sound of the way of heaven resounded through Qianyuan, making all things and spirits terrified.

Ninety-nine dark laws were born out of thin air, mixed into a hand of heaven, with clear and clear fingers reaching the sky, like a supreme emperor weapon, running through time and space, and in an instant, one hundred thousand miles.

Puff!

There was a violent muffled sound.

The hand of God penetrated Qin Li's chest.

With a hard grip, he grabbed the immortal wood and wanted to dug it out by force.

"Not good!" Qin Li's brilliant body was as if he had fallen into the abyss of eternal darkness, his whole body was frozen and he could not move at all.

boom!

Fairy wood burst out.

Forty-eight branches are like fairy swords.

Twenty-four immortal roots, dragons and snakes dance randomly, and roaring in the sky.

As the immortal tree of the Great Dao, he has dignity and anger. Although he is just a sapling, he still burns the immortal energy and turns into seventy-two laws to break the hand of God.

"Good opportunity!"

Qin Li's heart trembled:

"The Temple of All Saints, the Wings of Glory!"

Thirty-six wings trembled, inspiring the marks of tens of thousands of saints and pouring out the power of the holy power.

For a time, various visions superimposed and turned into a sacred plain. The holy palace, golden palace, silver palace, jade palace, treasure trees, fairy flowers, dragon, vine, phoenix grass, and halloween phantoms, dispel darkness and save the world.

"Those sacred ones will surely decay!"

The way of heaven is ruthless.

Destroy all beautiful fantasies.

The rumbling sound of the way of heaven is like the crying of millions of ghosts, killing people's hearts.

Then a punch fell, and there was a dusk sun, revealing a dull, yellow, rotten, and vast will.

Fall into the saints' kingdoms, collapse palaces, extinguish the saint's shadows, and rotten fairy flowers.

Qin Li's thirty-six wings were dim.

Too strong.

Powerful beyond imagination.

Just one projection has the imperial combat power.

Moreover, the sun was pushing all the way at dusk, and Qin Li was about to smash it.

"The Pagoda of Merit!"

Qin Li could only use the strongest defense.

Forty-eight layers of merit pagoda emerged, cracks were everywhere and collapsed at any time.

This shows that the merit system is about to collapse, but this rotten tower blocks the bombardment of the sun at dusk.

Suddenly.

Qin Li was stunned.

When the thought moves, there is an answer.

"Merit is the will of sentient beings, and they will innately restrain death!"

The way of heaven is death, and no one is willing to die. A person's will is nothing, but the will of Qianyuan sentient beings to seek life is superimposed, which is the tightest shield that can resist the shadow of the way of heaven.

It is true that one thing subdues another thing, evil forces restrain merits, and merits resist the way of heaven.

Those who have merits and auspiciousness will not be harmed by heaven.

"An opportunity!"

Qin Li instantly realized.

It rose into the sky and soared into the sky by hundreds of thousands of feet.

Standing above the clouds, overlooking the darkness of the thirty-two states.

"The emperors help me, the sun shines on all living beings and melts the evil ice!"

Qin Li's back was forty-nine imperial palaces, pouring out various imperial fires, turning into a colorful sun, and the light spreads across billions of miles, melting the black snow, and saving all living beings.

"So warm!"

"My illness has subsided!"

"Hua Shen Hua Day, save us!"

"Repent that you should not believe in the Lord of Bronze, and suffer self-harm!"

All living beings suddenly awaken, bathe in the glory, cry bitterly, and rekindle hope.

Countless prayers gather together and turn into strands of merit, which not only consolidates the merit system, but also gathers the merit pagoda.

Suddenly.

The pagoda swept away the darkness.

The cracks are closed and smooth as new.

And he continued to rise, and became the seventy-two-story merit pagoda.

Looking from a distance, it cannot be said to be a tower, but it is more like a golden pillar that reaches the sky, the supreme moral benchmark.

"Those kind people will be ugly!"

The way of heaven is cold.

The sound waves swept across the Qianyuan land.

The plague is boiling, connecting a piece and covering up the sacred light.

The temperature dropped sharply between heaven and earth, and the evil black snow poured wildly, causing the people who could see the sun to fall into the ice again.

The Bronze Lord laughed proudly: "Haha! Qin Li, Qian Yuan has accumulated too many sins in the past few months. You alone cannot resolve them. Even if the emperor comes, it will be useless."

"No!"

Qin Li looked up.

Seeing a big day.

With his current realm and strength.

You can see a sacred mountain in the eternal sun.

"The glorious sun shines brightly, dispels darkness and burns out sins!"

Qin Li held the fairy sword in his hand, pointed directly at the sun, exerting all the power of the Holy Emperor, tearing up time and space, and communicating with the eternal sun.

Instantly.

The sunlight is ten times dazzling.

The sky is drifting, and it is as hot as a flower.

The blazing light tore through the darkness, and the Qianyuan land finally ushered in the sunrise.

The black snow melts, the world is bright, countless creatures freeze, and they live after the disaster, and they can't help crying, cherishing warmth more and more.

The pagoda shivered.

Continue to rise and become brighter.

Finally, there are 108 layers surrounding countless sacred visions.

"How is this merit pagoda is too exaggerated!" The Bronze Lord was dumbfounded and exclaimed constantly.
To be continued...