When Shamoko saw the visitor, he was not surprised at all, but his eyes were cold and his teeth collided.

The sand sculpture was also obviously surprised when he saw Shamoke, and said, "I didn't expect you to be alive."

"I've disappointed the Nine Elders, I'm alive and well."

"Then live well!"

Shamoke walked behind Zhao Yun and said softly, "When I left, the Fire Barbarian Clan had already been divided into two factions, and he could not represent the entire Fire Barbarian Clan."

"My good nephew, I advise you to stay away from Zao Wou-Ki's son, lest it bring disaster to the clan!"

"I don't need to worry about the Nine Elders to make friends!"

"Zao Wou-ki's son, I can't stay!" Another person probed from the clouds, this person was wearing an official uniform, eagle eyes and sword eyebrows, and his whole body was ruthless.

"Yellow Prison, Huangpu Song, Yellow Prison is an institution set up by the previous dynasty to exterminate the Yellow Heavenly Army, after the fall of the previous dynasty, the Yellow Prison has been inherited and has become a force."

"What the royal brother said is reasonable, this son should be killed!"

Zhao Yun felt a fierce killing intent gather around him, and suddenly felt that the world was spinning, and he spat out a mouthful of blood!

"Zhen Ning, you are presumptuous!" With a wave of her hand, the sky in front of her left was immediately eroded by darkness, and in the darkness, the figure of a black-robed woman appeared, with long hair and a shawl, and a little in her eyebrows, very beautiful but also very cold.

"Mercy Night, can the Moon Palace protect him?"

"If you dare to make a move, you don't have to go back to Tongquetai!"

Hearing the words of Tongquetai, the strings were broken, and several people chuckled in their hearts.

"Tongquetai, Zhen Ning, the saintess of Tongquetai of the previous generation, chasing your father is not because of love and hate, be careful, this woman is crazy and will do everything."

Zhao Yun's gaze stayed on Tong Lao, who was covered in blood, his limbs were pierced by iron chains, and his breath was faint.

"Amitabha, monks are compassionate, but compassion is also divided into great compassion and small compassion. Therefore, the poor monk also thought that he should send this benefactor to a blissful death."

A fat monk with a thick voice appeared in the field, with a fat head and big ears, hanging a rosary, and a deep look hidden in his kind eyes.

"Fayun Temple, one of the twenty-four heavens."

When Wen Chang heard what the monk said, he stepped forward and asked, "Amitabha, dare to ask what is great compassion and what is small compassion?"

"Little monk, your Dharma attainments are still shallow, and you don't understand the true meaning, so step aside."

"The little monk is indeed shallow in Buddhism, so he humbly asks for advice, and he is not stingy."

A young monk appeared next to the fat monk and said, "You little novice in the mortal realm, how can you be worthy of discussing the Dharma with the heavens?"

"No, the law is equal, and there is no superiority. It is called the Anuttara Sambodhi. The heart of the Buddha has nothing to do with cultivation, whether it is a small novice or a great heaven, the Buddha is equal."

"Amitabha." Emperor Shakti's face was displeased, but it was obviously inappropriate to be angry with a junior on such an occasion, and said, "Little compassion is to let go of Wujizi, but this son has great karma and will cause misery to living beings in the future, so for the sake of the great compassion of the common people, it is natural to give up small compassion."

"Definitely." Wen Chang was neither humble nor silent, and said calmly: "The cycle of cause and effect is in the midst of change, small compassion is the merit of the moment, and great compassion is the muse of nothingness. How can great mercy be vain because of something that has not happened?"

"Some things are already predestined, not a muse, your cultivation is too low to see the entanglement of cause and effect, I don't blame you."

"No wonder Master said that Fayun Temple is dead, it turns out that it is not the temple that died, but the monk."

Hearing this, the monk's expression suddenly turned cold, "Who is your master?"

Wen Chang shook his head and didn't reply, and when the fat monk was about to continue to ask, another person walked out of the void, dressed in golden armor, and his heroic spirit was extraordinary.

"God of War Palace, Cheng Lian!"

The appearance of the God of War Palace made the atmosphere tense at the scene, because the forces that are currently speaking out have more or less had a holiday with Zao Wou-ki, and the God of War in the God of War Palace was once saved by Zao Wou-ki.

"It's all about the big picture!" As soon as Cheng Lian opened his mouth, he let the night heart be pitied

Sink to a bit.

"Zao Wou-Ki's betrayal of the Xuanmen and the betrayal of the Righteous Xuanjie is an unforgivable sin! Those who are related to him should be taken into custody and severely tortured, and forced to find out Zao Wou-ki's old department and the treasures he has hidden to go out!"

As soon as Cheng Lian finished speaking, all parties were starring, and the old department of Wuji was secondary, and the treasure was the key! It is rumored that Zao Wou-Ki looted many forces and collected a large number of supreme treasures, and with his disappearance, these treasures have disappeared.

"God of War Palace, do you still want to nod your face?" Lian Ye said unceremoniously: "If it wasn't for Zao Wou-Ki back then, the God of War would be gone, would there still be the God of War Palace? That's how you repay him?"

"Pay attention to the words, my War God Palace is considering this matter from the perspective of the overall situation of the Zhengxuan Realm, not for personal grievances. Besides, even if there was no Zao Wou-Ki back then, the palace master would not be good, do you think the word God of War is an ornament?"

"If Wuji is here, do you think he still dares to call himself the god of war?"

"Presumptuous, merciful night, if you are disrespectful to my palace master again, don't blame me for being unkind!"

"You're welcome?"

"Three family slaves, which god of war is deserved? It's not unusual to be able to do such a thing."

As soon as these words came out, everyone was stunned, and anyone else dared to say that about the God of War? It must be the Temple of Wine, and the two have been at odds with each other.

Sure enough, a man appeared opposite Cheng Lian and said with disdain: "The benefactor's son will not let go, the God of War Palace is really impressive."

"Hua Xiong, Zao Wou-Ki has a feud with the Temple of Wine, is it possible that you want to help that kid?"

"No, no, of course Zao Wou-Ki's son is going to die, but I just can't get used to seeing the hypocritical face of your God of War Palace!"

"You!"

When the saber was rattling, someone came again, wearing animal skins, five big and three thick, and it was very barbaric to look at.

"Nanban, Dong Dana, the Southern Wilderness is adjacent to the Southern Chaos Heaven and Shu Pavilion, the Southern Barbarian Clan is located in the Southern Wilderness, and the Fire Barbarian Clan belongs to the descendants of the ancient barbarians, but the cultivation method has long been differentiated, so the difference is very big."

Dong Di's body is full of explosive power, in terms of strength alone, the Southern Barbarian is still above the Fire Barbarian, but the Fire Barbarian thinks that it is more intelligent than the barbarian barbarian, so the two sides are not harmonious.

Dong Di's bull's eyes glared at Zhao Yun and said bluntly, "Everyone who is related to Zhao Wuji deserves to die!"

"Mercy Night, hand over Zao Wou-Ki's son!"

"Hand it over!"

"I just want to swallow the Infinite Treasure by myself!"

……

More and more people are joining in the condemnation, and Zhao Yun is like a fat sheep waiting to be slaughtered, isolated and helpless, floating without roots.

"Do you want me to die?" Zhao Yun didn't care about death before, but now he doesn't want to die, he doesn't want to die at all, he wants to live, he wants to avenge Tong Lao, he wants to destroy the Runan Yuan clan, he wants Xuanmen to pay for his blood debts, and he wants to find the truth about Zao Wou-ki.

But in the current situation, it's so hard to stay alive!

Each of them represents a force and represents the will of the monarch behind them!

Zhao Yun could feel that at least dozens of divine senses swept over him, wanting to probe something, he tightly wrapped the stone bead with chains, not knowing if he could keep the secret inside.

Whether it was the Han Yuan Fruit or the jade seal fragments, each exposure could bring him more disasters.

The calm expression of the night sank like the sea, and when he was about to speak, the dragon chant of his life resounded through the heavens and the earth, and everyone looked up to see that it was a green dragon hanging in the air, opening its teeth and dancing its claws, very powerful.

"The Weapon Spirit of the Martial Saint Blue Dragon Glaive Sword!"

"It's not a disaster for the family, Zao Wou-Ki's matter has nothing to do with his son!" Qinglong spoke, everyone was shocked, the first person to help Zhao Yun speak!

"Is this the attitude of the Shu Pavilion, or the attitude of the Martial Saint?"

This question is very critical, Shu Pavilion is the top force, its attitude is very critical, if it is just the words of the martial saint, it is fine, if it is the opinion of Shu Pavilion, then many people have to weigh it.

"Your grandma drops!" The answer to this question was an angry scolding, and then a man with a leopard's head and eyes, swallow jaws and tiger whiskers, his voice was like a huge thunder, and he appeared in the clouds

eyes, people dare not look directly.

"What my second brother said naturally represents Shu Pavilion, do Shu Pavilion and my second brother still divide each other? Today, Yanren Zhang Yide is here, see who dares to touch the son of the benefactor!"

Zhang Yide of Shu Pavilion, the third person in Shu Pavilion, has an extremely short temper, and once roared on the red cliff, scaring off the 100,000 troops of the Yellow Sky!

Everyone was silent, no one wanted to touch the mold, this guy is really the master who cuts people off without saying a word.

"Amitabha!" Another Buddha horn sounded, and a thin monk appeared in the northern sky, with bronze skin and a squinting expression, a little less of the warmth of a monk, and a little more of the fierceness of a cultivator, and said, "The son of Wuji is just a young man in the mortal realm, you are all famous saints, why should you have trouble with a child?"

Dadu Temple, the resentment of the twelve walkers!

Emperor Shak and Du resentment looked at each other, and their eyes contained too many memories of Fayun Temple and Dadu Temple.

Subsequently, there were Southern Rebellion Tianzang Golden Cave, Gulin, and some other forces to support Zhao Yun, which turned the originally one-sided situation around.

"Xuanmen, it's time to ...... appeared."

Indeed, the matter has come to an end, and Xuanmen must come forward. Xuanmen was originally an alliance established to resist the Reverse God Realm, and people from all major forces participated in it. But later, Xuanmen changed dramatically, and many forces withdrew, and many did not withdraw.

Even if many people quit, the Xuanmen is still the strongest force in the Xuan Realm today!

"Zao Wou-ki's son, he should be pressed back to Xuanmen to be tried!"

The people of Xuanmen finally appeared, and there was a heavyweight, Sima Min, one of Sima Bada, who is now in charge of Xuanmen!

The ghost knows what awaits him once Zhao Yun is pressed back to the Xuanmen.

"What about the Xuanmen, no one can take away the son of the benefactor today!" Zhang Yide of Shu Pavilion was the first to speak, making the situation tense all of a sudden.

"Zhang Yide, don't be stubborn, no one can keep Zao Wou-ki's son today!"

"That's it, isn't Shu Pavilion amazing? The son of a traitor will not be spared!"

"You should cramp and peel the skin and hang it on the red cliff!"

Sima Min ignored Zhang Yide, he couldn't reason with him at all, he looked at Du and complained, "Can Dadu Temple not be involved in this matter?"

"The Wuji donor once practiced in Dadu Temple."

"Understood, what about the Golden Cave and the Ancient Forest?"

"Zao Wou-Ki is kind to us."