I just proved the myth of Da Luo, you slaughtered my human race?

The human race is the natural spirit of all things, possessing infinite wisdom that surpasses hundreds of millions of creatures from birth.

But even so, it can't change their weak position at the end of all races.

In such a weak race, an existence who can stop the calamity was born.

For Bodhi, who had lived in seclusion for an unknown number of years, this matter was beyond his cognition.

"Could it be that this person is the reincarnation of someone powerful?"

Thinking of this, Bodhi started deduction again.

However, this deduction ended very quickly.

Not even a quarter of an hour was enough.

Because of the deduction about the person who could change his life against the sky and save the common people, the answer he got was that everything was nothing!
Whether it's his face, or his actions, or the way he has built, and the actions he will perform, there is only one empty word at all.

Such a mysterious existence may really be able to stop the calamity!
"Looks like it's time for Pindao to be born."

After some contemplation, Bodhi stood up suddenly, raised his hand over his head, and aimed his palm at the sky.

The next moment, countless light spots flew out from his palm, and escaped into every area of ​​the Great Desolate Continent.

"Old Zhang, what kind of existence do you think those immortals are? Will they have two eyes and one mouth like me?"

"Last time I heard from a young man in the next village that the immortals in the sky are all three-headed and six-armed, and they look very majestic!"

"Old Zhang? Why don't you talk today?"

The little old man in his sixtieth year raised his head and urged the fishing friend sitting beside him.

Whoosh!
Just at this moment, a ray of light suddenly fell and fell into the center of Lao Zhang's eyebrows.

Afterwards, the turbidity in Lao Zhang's eyes disappeared, replaced by a transcendent wisdom that sees through all things and understands the supreme way.

boom!
I saw Lao Zhang suddenly jumped up, and infinite auspicious clouds gathered at his feet.

In just one breath, Lao Zhang's figure has disappeared and he is nowhere to be found.

"Your grandfather's second uncle and grandma turned out to be a fairy herself, no wonder she doesn't care about my topic!"

The sixtieth old man who came back to his senses cursed with a smile, his eyes were full of envy.

This situation is not limited to this place.

Every dot of light represents the sudden awakening and sudden departure of a fairy.

Perhaps there are demons and gods among them, and even lowly inferior species, but none of these affect their memory awakening.

Soon, Bodhi, who was in the three-star cave of the oblique moon, withdrew his palm, stepped out of his dojo, and came to the sky.

"Come back, poor avatars!"

Following the sound of a voice, countless figures of different shapes stepped forward and rushed into Bodhi's body without stopping.

The breath is getting higher and higher, the mana is getting stronger and stronger, and the realm is getting deeper and deeper!

With the integration of each avatar, the power of Bodhi will increase by one point.

Not long after, he recovered the original saint realm, the special coercion unique to the saint, instinctively swept across the four poles, showing his strength to the world!
Feeling this supreme aura, and looking at the golden light that was still rushing over the sky, Li Er, who had just left not long ago, was instantly startled.

"Friend Bodhi actually opened his own dojo in such a corner!"

After an exclamation, a more horrified look instantly appeared on Li Er's face.

At this moment, he witnessed with his own eyes a miraculous event that broke the prehistoric rules and could be called impossible.

With the blessing of hundreds of millions of clones, Bodhi, who is a good corpse in Zhunti's body, has power beyond Zhunti.

Saint mid-term peak, half-step late stage!
This is the pinnacle that even Zhunti himself has never reached!
More importantly, the return of the avatar has not yet ended, which also means that the realm of Bodhi will not stop here.

"Could it be that Bodhi Fellow Daoist will thus enter the late stage of sainthood?"

Li Er became a little restless, and even began to feel anxious and at a loss for what to do.

In the whole world, apart from Hongjun, there are only three saints who have reached the late saint stage.

Laozi, Yuanshi, and Tongtian.

Except for these three people, the owner of the highest realm is the medium-term reception of the saint.

But for the threshold of the saint's later stage, it is impossible to touch it.

Who would have thought that the existence of the saint who is about to come to the later stage of the saint is not the remaining two heavenly saints, but Bodhi, one of the three corpses of the saint.

"It's no wonder that Zhunti Sage wants to make Pindao no matter what means he uses, he must bring back Bodhi Fellow Daoist."

"If the two of them merge, they will definitely be able to keep pace with Tongtian and compete for the reputation of the second Taoist ancestor in the wild!"

"It's just a pity. If Fellow Bodhi is unwilling to leave with the poor, the poor will probably not have any means of threat."

"I'm afraid this mission will end in failure!"

After smacking his lips mockingly, Li Er rode the bull and flew towards Bodhi.

However, just when he was about to enter Bodhi's body, with a radius of thousands of miles, he was blocked by an invisible force.

"Friend Bodhi, now that the Western religion is about to be established, the Zhunti sage specially ordered the poor Taoist to inform his friends."

"If a fellow Taoist is willing, you must be the deputy leader of the Western Cult!"

Li Er yelled sincerely, without the slightest trace of his lying and not drafting.

As for how Bodhi will be treated after returning, he will not care about this.

"I also hope that fellow Taoist will go back and tell Zhunti that Pindao has already drawn a clear line with him, and will never be with him forever!"

A disdainful cold snort came from Bodhi's mouth.

This is not because of his personality, but because among the hundreds of thousands of possibilities, he has seen the rise of Western religion once.

That is the rise from the endless sea of ​​blood, stepping on the bones of hundreds of millions of monks, step by step to the top of the world.

And the starting point of that incident was the reconciliation of Bodhi and Zhunti.

In order to avoid tragedy, Zhunti, who has great righteousness and love in his heart, will never join the Western religion no matter what!
"Since Fellow Daoist insists on this, then the poor Taoist will stop persuading him."

Seeing that Bodhi's attitude was firm, Li Er didn't want to make any more entanglements, so he immediately planned to leave.

However, in the next second, Bodhi stopped him with words: "Fellow Taoist, please stay!"

Just when Li Er didn't know what he meant, Bodhi waved his big hand, and thousands of clouds and mist gathered directly, forming a stalwart back facing the common people.

"Dare to ask if you have ever known this person..."

"Human saint, Lu Chen!"

The first time he saw the back, Li Er exclaimed the name of the back even before Bo asked him a question.

That's right, the person who was placed high hopes by the ancestor Bodhi and believed to be able to save the prehistoric world is Lu Chen who is retreating in the gourd of the world at this moment!