"Who dares to kill my friend?"

Wanshou Mountain, an earth-shattering aura suddenly appeared, alarming the Quartet, murderous aura, like a raging and violent sea water, overwhelming, drowning everything in the world in the sea of murderous aura. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info and Wanshou Mountain is the center of the ocean and the origin of everything.

All eyes are on Wanshou Mountain.

Zhen Yuanzi walked out of the void, his eyes were full of murderous aura, and he quietly scanned all directions, without the slightest emotion, like a supreme god, looking down on all living beings in the world.

"Although I don't like to fight and kill, and I usually don't shoot much, but if you think that I am a good person like my old friend Hongyun, it would be a big mistake. Before, this seat was reluctant to make a move, but now, since you have forced me to make a move, then this seat will let you know what the wrath of heaven is. ”

Zhen Yuanzi stood in the void, as if a person was muttering to himself, but in the Three Realms, all the strong people were listening with their ears up, and everyone also wanted to know how strong this hidden powerhouse was, so that they could make arrangements for the future.

"Wrath of the Heavens?" When they first heard this, everyone was a little stunned, and they didn't understand what it meant.

But soon, everyone understood what the wrath of heaven was.

"Boom" sounded like the wrath of heaven and earth, and in the thunder, Zhen Yuanzi revealed a trace of holy dao aura on his body, and there was a purple qi coil behind his head.

Then, the aura of the Holy Dao became more and more obvious, almost shrouded in the top and bottom of Wanshou Mountain, and the purple qi behind the head was already three thousand zhang long, fluttering, like a purple river, dyeing the heavens and the earth with purple meaning.

Sage?

Zhen Yuanzi was actually sanctified?

It turns out that the wrath of heaven means this, and the saint is the spokesman of heaven and earth on behalf of the heavens, and the wrath of the saints can naturally be regarded as the wrath of the heavens.

Sun Palace, Taiyi sat on the throne, looking at the shocking changes on Wanshou Mountain, his face was cloudy, and the doubts in his heart before were also answered, but soon, Taiyi will restrain his expression, look at Wanshou Mountain calmly, and he can't see the slightest change in his unfazed eyes.

The emperor is the most profound city, and he will not easily expose his thoughts, let alone let others guess what he thinks in his heart.

"Sage, it seems that sanctification does not necessarily require Hongmeng Purple Qi, so everything I have done before is not in vain, and there is still some hope. Taiyi muttered two sentences, and no one could hear what he was saying except himself.

Kunlun Mountain, the three clears are one, they are integrated with each other, and with the help of each other's strength to practice, the speed is thousands of miles a day, leaving everyone else far behind.

But after seeing Zhen Yuanzi become a saint, Sanqing was still taken aback, among which the primordial was the most excited, and screamed: "Sage?

As the boss, Lao Tzu was much calmer, and after thinking about it for a while, he thought of Zhen Yuanzi's background, and roughly guessed the reason: "His master is the one, what is impossible to become holy." ”

"Senior brother is right, those strong people who survived from the primeval era always have some means. After Yuan calmed down, after a little thought, he also figured it out and stopped being entangled.

"But we still have to pick up the pace. As he spoke, his eyes looked in the direction of Wanshou Mountain, and a touch of war intent on his body flashed.

Tongtian's temperament is like this, and when he sees a strong person, he wants to challenge it, which is also the persistent pursuit of the avenue.

In the Wa Palace, Nuwa looked at Wanshou Mountain, her eyes flashed with uncertain colors, and there was a holy aura circulating around her body, and every trace was enough to kill an immortal.

"Can you become holy without going through Hongmeng Purple Qi?"

In the sea of blood, the River Styx was preaching to the Shura clan, and suddenly felt the breath of Zhen Yuanzi, so he stopped preaching, stared over, and saw Zhen Yuanzi's figure appear, and roared, and he was a little worried in his heart.

Immediately, my heart moved, and I had a new idea: "It's okay to take this opportunity to show the world the power of my temple, so as to dispel the prying eyes of others and deter the heroes." ”

Thinking of action, Styx looked at the Asura who was listening to the sermon and said in a deep voice: "This sermon ends here, five people, including Freedom Heaven, Bo Shun, Great Brahma, Lust Heaven, Shiva, and others, will stay, and the others will disperse." ”

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On Wanshou Mountain, Zhen Yuanzi withdrew the law revealed in the air, stood in Wuzhuang Temple, his eyes slightly closed, his hands behind his back, and he looked light, and he couldn't see the murderous appearance just now.

Just now, because he suddenly learned that Hongyun was killed, he was sad and angry in his heart, so he let out that roar, but after Zhen Yuanzi came to his senses, he thought more, although he wanted revenge, he also had to maximize his own interests.

After a while, Zhen Yuanzi issued a decree and descended to the cave mansion of several overlords on Wanshou Mountain, these strong people lived in Wanshou Mountain because they admired Zhen Yuanzi, and jointly formed an alliance to protect Wanshou Mountain, in order to one day, they could enter Wanshou Mountain.

Now that Zhen Yuanzi has something, he thought of them, and they have indeed done a lot of things over the years, which makes Zhen Yuanzi very happy, so Zhen Yuanzi plans to give them a chance.

Subsequently, Zhen Yuanzi took one step at a time, close to the end of the world, to the place where Hongyun was killed, in the nameless valley.

"Hmph! I want to see who is so bold and dares to kill my friend?" Zhen Yuanzi used his saint powers, reversed time, and glimpsed King Dawei from the long river of fate, but there was still a trace of ancestral witch power in them, covering up the heavenly opportunity for them.

"Wu Clan?" Zhen Yuanzi snorted coldly, and walked out of the valley, even though there were ancestral witches to cover up the heavens for them, but under the divine power of the saints, the three King Dawei were still discovered.

In the Ancient Hall of the Northern Wilderness, Zhen Yuanzi crossed the void, and the true body came, and the eight great ancestors such as the ancestral witch candle Jiuyin also descended together, and the nine people entered the starry sky and started a big battle.

In the sea of blood, a Shura army led by Zizaitian and others set out to fight into the flood wilderness, and there were also three strong and tyrannical breaths in Wanshou Mountain, and the three armies all went out and descended on the eastern soil.

A year later, the Dawei Dynasty, the Xueling Dynasty, the Five Poison Valley, and the three major forces of the Eastern Soil were destroyed, and the three Dawei kings were killed, and their heads were nailed in front of Wanshou Mountain to deter Xiaoxiao.

Ten years later, Zhen Yuanzi and the Eight Great Ancestors returned from the starry sky and returned directly to their dojo.

Twenty years later, Zi Zaitian and others led the Shura army back to the sea of blood, but above the flood was already a river of blood, countless forces were destroyed, and many king-level powerhouses were killed.

This is a crazy revenge, and it is also a strong declaration of the temple lineage, but it is those who die who have no support for the small forces at the bottom, and there may not be many people who will reach out to help.

This turmoil gradually disappeared in such madness.