Zhao Gongming thought that he was sending charcoal in the snow, but it turned out to be the icing on the cake.

"Where, you're going to have a big role. ”

How can you lead to Sanxiao without you, of course, the second half of this sentence Zhou Tian did not say.

Zhao Gongming was only polite to Zhou Tian, so he had to smile bitterly.

"I heard that the national teacher has already fought with Burning Lamp?"

Zhao Gongming asked.

"That's right, I had a fight with those two or five boys, what's the problem with Gongming Daoyou?"

Zhou Tian said.

Although Zhao Gongming didn't know what Er Wuzai meant, he also understood Zhou Tian's affirmative reply, and thought for a moment and said: "Since the national teacher has fought with him, he must know that he has twenty-four Dinghai Divine Beads in his hands. ”

"Twenty-four Dinghai Divine Beads?"

Zhou Tian thought for a while, nodded and said, "That's right, there are twenty-four beads." ”

"To tell you the truth, I also have twenty-four Dinghai Divine Beads. ”

Zhao Gongming stretched out his palm, and there were twenty-four crystal clear beads on the palm, all of which were miniaturized versions.

"There are forty-eight Dinghai Divine Pearls, which is a set of treasures, and the lamp has twenty-four and the master has twenty-four, and it has been given to me. ”

"My chance to achieve quasi-sainthood is on this treasure, so if I have the opportunity, I will ask the national teacher to help!"

Zhao Gongming gritted his teeth and said, this is an extremely rude request, but the position of the Flood Wilderness Saint is fixed, and only the Quasi-Saint Zun can be achieved.

This kind of opportunity is rare in ten thousand years, and he can only be cheeky to help.

Zhou Tian thought about it, there seemed to be such a scene in the original legend of the gods, and Ran Deng did get Zhao Gongming's twenty-four Dinghai Divine Beads with the help of Luobao money.

Moreover, the passer-by A, who had the treasure money of the two people, also called Randen a teacher, and it can be seen that Randen arranged them.

"Don't worry, if I have the opportunity, I will definitely achieve it. ”

To Zhao Gongming's surprise, Zhou Tian responded without the slightest hesitation.

"Many... Thank you to the national teacher, Gongming has nothing to repay, if you are sent, you will never give up!"

Zhao Gongming stammered a little when he spoke, the national teacher is really a good person!

Zhou Tian smiled and nodded, he promised this kind of thing without any pressure, everyone said, if there is a chance, if there is no chance, you can't blame him.

On the Xiqi side, the lamp came back and said to Lu Zhu: "Zhou Tian's breath has been taken." ”

He stretched out his hand, there was nothing in his hand, but Lu Jian laughed, waved his big hand, lit the lamp and withdrew his palm, Zhou Tian's breath had been taken away by Lu Quan.

"I want to see the supernatural powers of Lu Zhuan Daoyou. ”

Burning the lamp smiled, a look of expectation.

Lu Jian did not disappoint him, and a handful of obsidian-like grass appeared in his hand, wisps of it, flowing with mysterious brilliance, and there was a faint roar, and a fishy smell permeated.

"What a grievance!"

Burning the lamp frowned, the resentment on this grass was the most powerful he had ever seen, almost comparable to the resentment on the core battlefield in the ancient wars.

If it weren't for the land pressure suppression, I am afraid that this aspect would be regarded as purgatory.

The twelve golden immortals took a step back in unison, for fear of being contaminated with something.

And Lu Jian looked at the wisps of straw in his hand and lost his mind slightly, yes, the monstrous resentment, the grass growing in the land where the golden crow was buried, containing the two masters of the Ancient Demon Court, the unwillingness of his father and uncle, and the resentment of the nine brothers, can it not be strong?

Looking at Lu Quan's slightly distracted appearance, Randeng's eyes flashed, and he had some guesses in his heart.

Lu Jian didn't sink for too long to come back to his senses, gently twisted a black grass, and tied a strange knot in his hand.

The people present were a little strange, they didn't know what Lu Jian was doing, but there was no exit interference.

The black grass in his hand disappeared quickly, and in Lu Press's hand, a black grass man quickly took shape, extremely evil, and it was chilling just by looking at it.

A straw man? Everyone present showed strange looks, what kind of magic power is this, and they have to make up the straw man himself.

Lu Jian didn't make them strange for too long, stretched out his finger and gently touched the straw man's eyebrows, and Zhou Tian's breath was pressed in.

In an instant, the swarthy straw man was distorted and deformed, and a lifelike Zhou Tian took shape, with eyebrows, eyes, and nose exactly the same as the real Zhou Tian, and the color also changed to flesh color, no longer black.

And at this moment, Zhou Tian's eyes in the Xiqi camp suddenly darkened and dizzy, and in a flash, he seemed to see a huge burning lamp looking at his body with squinting eyes, and the twelve golden immortals were beside him, and there was a strange Taoist.

This illusion only lasted for a moment, and after Zhou Tian came back to his senses, he pressed his swollen brain, and now there was still a feeling of dizziness in his soul.

"TM is the method of cursing!"

Until now, he still doesn't understand that he was being killed by a curse.

He also clearly remembered that the opening of his system was precisely because of the curse from the Holy Demon, but he didn't expect to encounter it again.

"It can't be the nail-headed Seven Arrows Book, is that person Lu Press?"

The more Zhou Tian thought about it, the more he thought that he was right, and a feeling of dizziness came, which made him extremely uncomfortable.

"If you don't nail Zhao Gongming, why are you nailing me?" Zhou Tian scolded secretly, and did not hesitate to betray the ally he had just gotten.

Zhou Tian kept cursing here, and Lu Jian was a little puzzled.

"Why did it take shape so quickly, it should be difficult to establish contact with the quasi-saint. ”

He drew an arcane rune on the villain, and then his brow furrowed even deeper.

"The face is right, the breath is right, the connection is within thousands of miles, it should be the deity. ”

The quasi-saint-level divine soul is extremely strong, and it is extremely difficult to curse and kill, even if his nail-headed Seven Arrows Book is unparalleled in the world, but it has not reached the level of defying the sky.

He had expected that it would be good to have a connection within seven days, but as soon as he stuffed his breath into it, he immediately made a connection, which was too mysterious.

Things went smoothly beyond imagination, and he wouldn't understand if he thought through his head that Zhou Tian was actually just a younger brother at the level of an immortal.

"Fellow Daoist Lu Press, why are you frowning?"

Seeing that Lu Quan's brows were furrowed and he didn't take the next step, Randen couldn't help but ask.

"It's a little strange, it stands to reason that the top-level quasi-saint spirit soul is extremely stable, it is impossible to make contact so quickly, this week is as weak as a golden immortal. ”

Lu Jian expressed his doubts, after all, the lamp is also an antique, maybe he has some opinions.

Weak like a golden fairy... Like a golden fairy... Golden Immortal...

The twelve golden immortals had strange expressions, glanced at each other, stared at each other with big eyes, and had nothing to say for a while.

Burning the lamp is also a little speechless, this kind of ratio is obviously directional, but Lu Pressure is also qualified to say so.