"Hey, it's just a fool!"

Speaking of this, Brother Zhao's smile suddenly converged, and a terrifying wave erupted from his side, sweeping around, and his voice was like thunder: "Then don't let me get out of the way!"

The aura of the king is revealed.

If the second elder of Qishan was still flesh and blood, I am afraid that he would have been so angry that his face would be red at this time, and his mouth would tremble.

Obviously, they had dealt with Brother Zhao before, and even suffered a lot of losses under his men, and they were extremely jealous of him.

But they have the identity of a supervisor, and the saint's edict is the most powerful talisman, I really don't believe that Brother Zhao can do anything out of the ordinary.

The bearer was even more angry, and said, "Do you dare to disobey the order of the saint and forcibly break into the divine prison?"

Brother Zhao patted his chest, pinched his throat, and said sharply: "Ouch, I'm so scared." If you have the ability, go to the saint and sue me!"

"You!"

The bearer was speechless for a while.

After chasing the gods, the saints will not come out of hibernation and seek to attain a higher realm, unless the world is facing the catastrophe of overthrow, they will never easily return to the world.

Even if they were overseers, they could not take the initiative to ask for a saint, and only when the period of debriefing every thousand years arrived, they would be summoned to the Outer Heavens and Heavenly Saints.

The gunman gritted his teeth angrily, and the spear slammed to the ground, and then a bottomless crack appeared on the ground, extending all the way to Brother Zhao's feet: "No matter how clever your tongue is, we will not allow you to succeed." ”

"It's not that I'm talking about you, you're really a bunch of cheap bones! I don't listen to all the good words, I have to suffer a little!"

Brother Zhao was calm, his hands were behind his back, and he walked forward slowly, and with each step, his body would be raised by one point, and at the same time, a hundred zhang law phase manifested behind him.

His appearance was no different from him, but he was dressed in a dragon-patterned gown, with a jade crown on his head, and nine purple-gold air currents, condensed into a band of light, hovering at his side, like a galaxy plucked from the sky.

Qin Tian's mouth couldn't be closed, he looked at the god-like figure intently, and muttered, "Sure enough, it's the Son of Heaven's Qi Technique!"

The Son of Heaven Wangqi Technique, one of the three secret sermons of the Heavenly God Academy, was listed as a forbidden method a hundred years ago and was sealed on the top floor of the Wuhua Treasure Pavilion.

Qin Tian had heard the precept idiot mention it before, because the sage had issued a holy decree to prohibit earth cultivators from practicing the method of the Emperor's Dao and gathering luck in the world, so this Dao book would be covered with dust for a hundred years.

Even if Brother Zhao became enlightened thousands of years ago, he was implicated by him, and he has been in a state of semi-retreat, and he cannot choose disciples to teach the Fa.

I still remember that the second veteran of Qishan called Brother Zhao "Zhao Ji", and Qin Tian naturally associated him with a certain emperor.

The emperor was famous for his calligraphy, and Brother Zhao was proficient in talismans, so it can be said that both of them relied on pen and rice to eat.

"Are you going to rebel?!"

The two elders of Qishan were all panicked, but they didn't expect that Brother Zhao really had the courage to break into the divine prison.

It is important to know that the rules are made by the saints, and the two of them are just executors.

This was not only a slap in the face to both of them, but also a blatant challenge to the authority of the saints.

Brother Zhao's eyes were like a domestic cat measuring rats, full of banter and playfulness, and said: "Don't say that they broke in, even if they really accidentally killed you, what can they do? If they stand up to the sky, they will tear off a few pages of my merit book, and then symbolically punish me for grounding for a period of time! Whether it is a hundred years or a thousand years, Lao Tzu can afford to spend it!"

He shrugged his shoulders helplessly again and continued, "Who made me the Ascension Realm? Even though my avenue is gone, maybe I can find another way, take the last half step, and be on an equal footing with them..."

"As for you, hehe, to put it nicely, you are the heroes of the God-chasing War, but in my eyes, you are just a turtle bastard who is greedy for life and afraid of death and does not want to enter reincarnation!"

"Presumptuous!"

"Ann dares to bully me and others!"

These heart-wrenching words were like sharp blades, and they poked holes into the hearts of the two elders of Qishan, but Brother Zhao was true again, and even they couldn't refute half a word.

Full of grievances, it turned into heart-burning anger, and the two old Qishan qi machines were intertwined, and suddenly there were a circle of ripples, stirring in the air.

Brother Zhao was still unmoved, as if he was telling an insignificant matter: "I'm here to say, if you refuse to let me in, I'll go in!"

The two elders of Qishan glanced at each other, knowing that they were destined to be unable to be good today, their eyes suddenly became calm, and each other's spears and double gongs collided together, and shouted at the same time: "Get up!"

The next moment, a hundred miles in a radius seemed to be shrouded in an inverted giant bowl, the sun and the moon were dark, even if Qin Tian was no longer a mortal with the naked eye, he still felt that there was a pitch black in front of him.

"Humph!"

At the right time, Han Shuangjiao snorted, and then a soft white light rippled out from her body, illuminating the space within a zhang of her and Qin Tian.

She explained to Qin Tian: "This is one of the hind hands left by the Great Sage of Heaven, the Great Black Heaven Technique. ”

Qin Tian said worriedly: "Brother Zhao, it's going to be fine, right?"

Everything starts with him, in case Brother Zhao dies here, then he will inevitably spend the rest of his life in a difficult sleep.

Although there are only a few months left.

Han Shuang always remained calm and said, "Don't worry, he is much stronger than you imagined, besides, it's not the first time he's done this kind of thing." ”

And at this moment, Brother Zhao, who was being taken care of by the formation, was frowning, not because of the pressure caused to him by this big black heavenly technique, but because the attitude of the second elder of Qishan was extremely unreasonable.

This group of so-called overseers is indeed a stubborn thatched pit stinky stone, and it is true that they are like a cow when they are strong.

But they are a group of people who are greedy for life and afraid of death, and they are extremely good at pursuing advantages and avoiding disadvantages, and it is absolutely impossible for them to choose to fight with him because they follow the orders of the saints.

The so-called supervisors are all a group of ancient cultivators who are more and more afraid of death as they get older, until their longevity is exhausted, but they still have not been able to take a step towards longevity with heaven and earth, so they choose to learn from the method of parasitism of the gods and spirits, and live in the world in this state of not being human or ghost.

Their cultivation realm is nothing more than boundless water, and every time they cast a magic power, they are all consuming the Dao, which is equivalent to losing their lifespan.

It can be said that the second elder of Qishan is playing with Brother Zhao.

"It's definitely greasy!"

Of course, although Brother Zhao has a stomach full of doubts, he will not choose to sit still.

I saw that the nine purple-gold qi on his body suddenly turned into nine vivid five-clawed dragon shadows, roaring and wandering around, and wherever he passed, the black curtain would be torn apart like a crack.

The Great Black Heavenly Technique has been broken, and the Nine Dragon Shadows have returned, prostrate at the feet of Brother Zhao.

At this time, he was no longer the bad old man who could pick his nose and pick his feet in Qin Tian's impression, but the emperor who called the mountains and rivers to ambush millions of corpses in a fit of anger.