A holy monk of the Dharma Academy looked at the blue sky and green dust and commented: "The dust in the hands of this old Taoist master is not stained with fireworks in the world, and it seems to jump out of the three realms and no longer in the five elements, and at a glance it is not a mortal thing, with a deep jade as the blue sky cast into the body of the staff, with the white horse Tianma's animal hair as the tail, the material is rare and rare, I am afraid that it will be difficult to find a second one in this Zhongzhou!"

Qilin Dao raised his eyebrows, glanced at the holy monk of the Dharma Academy, nodded and exclaimed: "The monk has good eyesight, and he can actually see my extraordinary thing at a glance, don't hide it, this dust whisk in my hand is flying from the sky, and I can't understand the origin of it!"

Hearing this, the originally dissatisfied Shui Clan monk's attitude suddenly changed greatly, his expression was excited, and he hurriedly said to flatter: "The Qilin Great Sage is really fair and strict, thank the Great Sage for being willing to borrow the divine object for our patriarch!"

"Okay, since that's the case, I'll borrow the dust whisk in my hand for your patriarch!" the old Taoist elder smiled and nodded, and then threw the blue sky and green dust towards Xuanyuan Lin.

Seeing the dust flying, Xuanyuan Lin not only did not show any joy, but glared at the water monk with cold eyes, and scolded in his heart: "Fool, there is no second person in Zhongzhou today, let the Qilin Daoist lend me the dust, isn't this deliberately embarrassing me?"

The blue sky was green and dusty, full of divine majesty, and slowly floated down from the sky.

"Okay, I'll fight hard, if I'm lucky enough to be able to control this whisk, then I will have a chance to fight with Wu Heng!" Xuanyuan Lin gritted his teeth and reached out to grab the dust.

"Boom"

However, as soon as his hand touched the dust, his pupils suddenly contracted violently, and the whole person was blown out by an incomparably powerful holy shock.

"!"

With a dull sound, Xuanyuan Lin fell to the ground heavily, touched his nose and couldn't help but burst into a foul mouth.

Wu Heng was decisive in killing, and when the Xuanyuan Sword in his hand was thrown out of the void, the Xuanyuan Sword turned into an afterimage and stabbed straight to the ground, as fast as lightning.

"Poof"

A bouquet of blood flowers bloomed gorgeously, and the picture was bloody and demonic.

"Uh......"

Xuanyuan Lin snorted, his whole body trembled violently, a pair of black pupils widened angrily, he struggled to support his upper body slightly with his hands, looked down at his chest, and couldn't say half a sentence for a long time.

A golden sword pierced directly through his chest, pinning him to the vast earth.

Blood kept pouring out of the wound, splashing all over the ground, and there was also a golden divine light blooming in the wound, which was the brilliance of the Xuanyuan Sword!

Wu Heng stood at a height of thousands of meters and looked at this scene indifferently, and said to Xuanyuan Lin: "Don't struggle anymore, you are no longer my opponent." ”

Seeing this scene, the water tribe monks were emotional, and all the water tribe monks looked at the Qilin Great Sage viciously, pointed at him and scolded: "You shocked our patriarch with dust, so that Wu Heng would have a chance to take advantage of the situation, it is simply too despicable and shameless!"

"You are a generation of great saints, and you have done such a dirty thing!"

"Yes, in the name of borrowing weapons, we are shocked and injured, is this what you call fairness and justice?"

"You accomplice!"

The monks of the water tribe all scolded and red-eyed, and their hearts were on fire.

The old Qilin Daoist was not happy or angry, and said in a calm tone: "The old man kindly borrowed a weapon to your patriarch, but you are not grateful but come to scold me, what is the reason?"

"You old horseman, you can still be so honest at this moment, and you are extremely hypocritical!"

"Obviously, you injured our patriarch with a whisk of dust, otherwise how could Wuheng Xiao'er pierce our patriarch's chest with a sword!"

"Yes, you have to give an explanation!"

The dog on the water tribe jumped over the wall in a hurry, and no matter what the identity of the other party was, he scolded first.

Qilin Dao Elder said flatly: "Your patriarch is too angry, and he is in harmony with the artistic conception of the blue sky and green dust, this is the reason why he was blown away by the dust, and it is not deliberately manipulated by the old decay." ”

"Hmph, you obviously know that our patriarch can't control the blue sky and green dust, but you still lend him the dust, isn't this intentionally harming him?"

"The borrowing of the dust to your patriarch is also at your request, and has nothing to do with decay. The Qilin Daoist replied, not happy or angry, and his mood was very peaceful.

"As a generation of great sages, how can you have the same knowledge as us, we are ignorant, but you know the stakes, but you still lend the dust to our patriarch, it is clear that you are intent on helping Wuheng!"

"Not bad!" the Aquatic monks all hated each other.

The Great Sage of Qilin said: "The old man said before that using other people's weapons is also a kind of ability, and your patriarch has no ability to control the dust in my hands, who is to blame?"

"Hmph, this fake saint of yours is really hypocritical, there is no fairness at all!" The monk of the water tribe was anxious, but his own side could not be the opponent of the Qilin Great Sage, he wanted to protect his shortcomings, and he had no choice but to do it.

A monk of the Water Tribe hurriedly asked for help from the Great Sage of Jinpeng: "Great Sage of Jinpeng, you have to be the master for us, that old Qilin man secretly helped Wu Heng to hurt our patriarch, which is a loss of fairness in this competition!"

The Golden Peng Great Sage was hunting in black clothes, standing on the back of a huge and friendless Golden Peng Bird, he had been watching the battle in the distant void, and naturally heard the water monk's request for help.

However, the Great Sage of Jinpeng only responded lightly: "This Sage doesn't think this is unfair, not to mention that this Sage has nothing to do with your Water Clan, even if it is unfair, it has nothing to do with this Sage!"

As soon as this response came out, the monks of the water tribe felt wronged and found themselves isolated and lonely.

"Hmph, you don't have to talk nonsense with those hypocritical old men, how can a mere dust-whisk hurt me?" Xuanyuan Lin's expression was cold, and he suddenly roared into the sky, "Heaven Swallowing Demon Skill is supreme, swallowing the sky and swallowing the earth, I am the only one!"

"Hmph, do you still want to be the only one in such a situation?" Wu Heng smiled disdainfully, and immediately pressed down with the Haotian Pagoda in his hand.

"Bang dang!"

A heavy loud bang resounded across the earth, and a seven-story pagoda changed from a pocket version to a real pagoda, about ten zhang high, also seven floors, suppressing Xuanyuan Lin in the tower.

For a moment, the scene was silent.

Xuanyuan Lin was suppressed by such a thunderous means, can he still turn over?

"Patriarch ......"

"Husband......

The Water Tribesman and the Blue-Hearted Girl both screamed, their eyes locked on the Haotian Tower, and they hated Wu Heng and the hypocritical Qilin Old Daoist even more in their hearts.

Wu Heng looked at the seven-story pagoda standing on the vast land, and said with a long sigh: "Xuanyuan Lin, killing you in the Haotian Pagoda can be regarded as the best ending, at least you will not be left with anger in the world after you die." ”

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