Let's say that Huang Shiren, a slut, with a stick of apprentices, used the Western Sect Badechi as a bathtub, and ran into the bath one by one, Yuan Hong and Nezha came out, and this thing was still lying inside, and he regarded the Western Sect Altar as his Vulture Mountain, and he was so angry that Kong Xuan smoked.

was worried here, Yuan Hong's voice made Kong Xuan's heart tremble.

Following the direction of Yuan Hong's finger, Kong Xuan looked at it, his face pale.

But seeing the sun rising in the east, sprinkling thousands of golden lights, under the bright sun, a figure, driving the clouds, flew like thunder.

This person came quickly, a smoke, and the sun gilded his figure with a layer of gold, which was really mighty!

This scene, if Wukong's little slut sees it, he will definitely high-five and praise it, it's too sassy!

"Second Uncle Kong, this person's cultivation is so high!" Nezha squinted his eyes and underestimated it.

Don't talk about him, Yuan Hong and Kong Xuan have already seen it.

Although this person was far away from the main hall, the monstrous ferocity and anger emanating from his body had already caused the surroundings to fall into a place of slaughter!

With a snort, Kong Xuan pulled out the fairy sword, turned his face to look at the hall behind him, and smiled bitterly.

"Second Uncle Kong, this person is probably a saint's cultivation. Yuan Hong said coldly.

"Sage, which sage would run to the place where the West teaches this bird not to......" Nezha didn't finish his words, and he suddenly froze.

The Western religion is located in the middle of nowhere, and other saints will not come here at all, except for the introduction, which is Zhun Ti.

"Master, the West has taught people, hurry up and run!" Yuan Hong reacted and yelled at the main hall.

In the hall, there was dead silence, and Huang Shiren's fart didn't come out.

"Don't shout. The eldest brother must have reached a critical time at this moment. Kong Xuan looked at Yuan Hong and Nezha, and said coldly: "Listen, although the eldest brother is not a thing, he is the heaven of Taoism and the land of Taoism, and he must not be in danger." ”

"Second Uncle Kong, you are a bastard!" Yuan Hong pulled out the iron stick and said with a smile: "Master is as kind to us as Mount Tai, he is the reborn parents, we are ashes, and we can't let Master hurt a single hair." ”

"Second Uncle Kong, we can resist it here, you should leave quickly, your life is at stake. Nezha looked at Kong Xuan, laughed evilly, and also showed the spear with a sharp gun.

"That's it, second uncle, Master's bargain, you don't have to give your life for him. We have no choice, if we become his apprentices, then we have to die for the master, you are different. Yuan Hong also smiled.

Kong Xuanke was choked by the words of these two bastards.

Your mother, these two ***, originally one and two were simple-hearted, how did they follow Huang Shiren, they have become so sharp and bad!?

"Die! If it weren't for the fact that I was hot-headed back then, I became brothers with your master, and made the bastard vow that I didn't want to be born on the same day, the same month, and the same day, but would have died on the same day, and I would have been able to take care of him!

"Oh, admire, admire!" Yuan Hong nodded, turned back, and muttered: "But if you change positions, my master will definitely run clean with oil on the soles of his feet." ”

"Your mother......" Kong Xuan was so angry that he looked up to the sky and sighed.

What did I Kong Xuan do, how did I come across such a bunch of things!

The Quasi-Tidao people are going to blow up.

As the second leader of the Western Sect, his dream is to carry forward the Western Sect in his own hands, and watch the Western Sect go through his own management, overshadow the bullshit Sect and intercept the sect, and dominate the fairy world!

For this dream, for countless years, the quasi-Tidao people have worked hard to search their stomachs, and I don't know how much effort it took to pull out today's style, but all the way around, what caught his eye was a scene that made his eyes crack...,

The place originally known as the Pure Land of Western Bliss was full of messes, and the land of the four main altars had all turned into a scorched earth, with blood and water like a sea, corpses and bones like mountains, and black smoke all over the sky!

Ruined! All ruined!

Zhun Ti's eyes were red, and he was going crazy.

When he came to the bottom of the main altar, he saw that the two holy statues under the mountain were smashed to pieces, and he saw that the original golden light and the main altar hall had no aura, and he was so distressed that he almost fell from the clouds!

"Who!?Who dares to offend my Western Sect!" the Zhun Tidao man roared angrily, and rushed towards the mountain in the form of a flowing rainbow.

"Your mother! Zhun Ti, I originally thought you were a smart thing, why don't you have a god's head! In this world, who else can do such a desperate thing, except for my master?" Yuan Hong looked at Zhun Ti's cloaked appearance, his heart was happy, and he stopped in front of him with a big iron stick, and sneered.

"Huang Shiren!" The quasi-Daoist looked at Yuan Hong, looked at Kong Xuan and Nezha in the back, chewing his tongue and gnawing his lips, bleeding all over his mouth!

"Die! give me death!" Although the quasi-Tidao man is a saint, he is also out of anger, with a roar, it shook the sky and the earth, the black Taoist robe bulged, and the murderous aura around his body rippled like an aurora, and even the original brilliant sun was covered in the clouds!

What a saint is angry, and the heavens and the earth change color!

"Wait, all die!" In the midst of the gale, the quasi-Daoist stood in the wind, and his hair erupted, like a dagger piercing the sky, sharp and terrifying.

"Fuck your mother's big urinal!" Nezha stomped his feet, drove the Hot Wheels, transformed into a three-headed and six-armed supernatural power, shook the fire-tipped spear, and sacrificed the Qiankun Circle, Chaotian Aya, and a long rainbow shot towards Zhun Ti!

Nezha's cultivation is not as good as Yuan Hong, but when it comes to friendship with Huang Shiren, he loses to anyone. His own cultivation knows for himself that he is Da Luo Jin Xian, and it is difficult to survive under such a saint as Zhun Ti, but with the master behind, how can he ignore it?

There is only one death!

"Master, don't leave the apprentice!"

With the determination to die, he used all his body to mobilize the immortals, only to see that the light of those treasures was like a stream of fire, and the lightning of ten thousand ways crashed into Zhun Ti, and he never stopped.

"It's just an ant!" the quasi-Daoist sneered, stood still, and saw Nezha rushing in front of him, stretched out two fingers, and shouted: "Look at my mighty sword!"

After that, two fingers were like mountains, and a sharp sword qi pierced through the air!

"What a strong sword qi!" Facing that sword qi, Nezha only felt as if he was facing endless frost, and the blood in his whole body was about to coagulate, and the mighty qi shot out, and it was difficult to open his eyes!

"Zhun Ti old thief, the master and you are fighting!" Nezha did not dodge or dodge, the Qiankun circle and Chaotian Aya were in front, forming a defensive fairy shield, and the fire-tipped spear was behind, and it crashed like thunder!

"Die!" The quasi-Daoist narrowed his eyes, and the sword qi pierced into the immortal shield solidly!

Burst!

With a muffled sound, under one blow, the immortal shield cracked like ice crystals, and the sword qi was like frost, shooting past Nezha's body!

Wind Breath.

Heaven and earth were calm as usual, as if nothing had happened, only two people, standing high in the sky, facing each other.

"Master......"

Nezha's faint shout came slowly, and he turned his face to look in the direction of the hall, with infinite longing and infinite nostalgia on his face.

Burst!

A blood arrow flew out from above the heavenly spirit, and Nezha's small figure fell heavily from the sky!

The Qiankun circle roared sadly, and the chaotic sky was entangled, only the fire-tipped spear stood in the air, emitting bursts of dragon roars!

"Third junior brother!" Seeing this, Yuan Hong's heart was like a knife, and he was about to step forward with an iron stick, but it was dark in front of him, and he was blocked by a figure.

"Go save Nezha, here, leave it to me. Kong Xuan nodded to Yuan Hong, greeted Zhun Ti, and slowly walked up. ...,

"Second uncle, be careful!" Looking at the back, Yuan Hong gritted his teeth and flew towards the place where Nezha fell.

"You, is it Kong Xuan?" The quasi-Daoist looked at Kong Xuan, and his eyes showed a complexity.

Kong Xuan's reputation, he naturally heard the Taoist say, saying that this person was born with a different species, and the cultivation of the quasi-saint was extremely good, but it was a pity that Huang Shiren took the lead!

Damn, what kind of shit luck is that slut! If I meet this Kong Xuan first, I will definitely send him to the West!

The quasi-Daoist glanced at Kong Xuan, and his gaze fell on the moon-like face, giving birth to an infinite love for talent.

"Exactly. Kong Xuan stood with his hands in his hands, the wind blowing, his shirt moved, elegant, handsome, but so chic.

"Do you know who I am?" the Quasi-Daoist sneered.

"Nature knows. ”

"Then do you know that even with your quasi-saint cultivation, in front of me, there is only one way to die?!"

There are countless immortals in the world who aim to be saints, but there are only six people who can reach this height for countless years! Quasi-saints, although they are also extremely good, but a quasi-word determines that they are definitely not the opponents of saints.

The master has made a move, and the difference is even the slightest, and the victory or defeat has been decided.

"Yes. Kong Xuan's face still had that unhurried and impatient look, without the slightest fear.

And Zhun Tidao, what the consequences are, he knows better than anyone, but this is his choice, and it cannot be changed!

"Kong Xuan, for the sake of Huang Shiren's slut, do you want to fight with me?" The quasi-Daoist stared at Kong Xuan, shook his head, and said loudly: "You have this quasi-saint cultivation, you must have gone through countless years of hard work, countless years of ups and downs, for the sake of a slut, is it worth it?"

yes, is it worth it?

The words of the quasi-Taoist struck on Kong Xuan's heart.

This question has been thought about many times in private. Huang Shiren is indeed a slut, and he can find countless reasons to turn around and leave, but as long as he thinks of the smiling face of that slut, and the sincere demeanor of the cheap big brother who hugged his shoulder and shouted the second brother Kong, Kong Xuan's heart warmed!

"Yes, in the eyes of the world, Huang Shiren is a slut! And he can't be cheaper anymore! But I have to fight this battle!" Kong Xuan said with a smile.

"Why!?"

"Not why. Kong Xuan slowly raised the fairy sword in his hand, still smiling, smiling like sunshine: "Just for him to call me a second brother, just because, he is my eldest brother!"

"Zhun Ti, let's fight!"

High in the sky, the fairy sword in Kong Xuan's hand pointed directly at Zhun Ti, and the battle clothes were flying!

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