"There are Hongjun first, and then there are people, and Lu Zhudao people are even more in front!"

Lu Jian said with a laugh.

These words can't be said nonsense, since this person dares to say this, it seems that there is really a big deal, and it is reasonable to die at his hands.

I hope Master won't avenge himself.

I hope Zhang Yange will not forget herself.

Don't let him lose those clay pots...

Huo Ling'er didn't talk nonsense, and closed her eyes directly.

"If you dare to kill her! I don't care if you are before Hongjun or before heaven and earth, but today is your death! Zhang Yange's voice sounded.

"I'm sorry, Huo Ling'er slept and overslept!"

"How long did you sleep?" Huo Ling'er is not worried about life and death at all now, but cares about how long Zhang Yange has been sleeping.

"I don't know!" Zhang Yange said with a smile, "Your master said that thirty days have passed outside!" ”

"You've slept for nine thousand years!" Huo Ling'er said in surprise.

It is said that a saint can sleep for 10,000 years in one sleep.

In fact, Zhang Yange could still sleep, but when he felt that Huo Ling'er was about to have an accident, he woke up and came directly.

When he woke up, he felt that the world in his eyes was different.

He's getting stronger!

Now he doesn't say that under the saint, he is the saint!

He can fight too!

If he had slept enough in the blink of an hour, he might have been sanctified.

At this time, Zhang Yange can be called a half-saint!

In the Tushi Palace, the meditating Taishang Laojun jumped his eyebrows, and then smiled bitterly, and the sadness between his eyebrows was even worse.

Finally he opened his eyes.

"Senior Brother Tongtian, you and Senior Brother Yuan Shi are here during this time, and I need to leave." Lao Jun saw that the battle of the gods had begun, so he called the two of them here.

The main reason is that when the exposition of the sect is dominant, the Tongtian Sect Master will flip the table.

But now Taishang Laojun needs to leave.

Lao Jun didn't give them a chance to speak, he went directly to Kunlun Mountain.

As soon as he arrived, Kunlun Mountain became the appearance of the Heavenly Dao Tree.

"Are you Heavenly Dao?" Taishang Laojun muttered to himself. "It doesn't matter what it is, but it can't go on like this!"

Lao Jun reached out and plucked a fruit from the tree and swallowed it in one bite!

The other half, Zhang Yange and Lu Jian were facing each other.

Lu Jian had seen Zhang Yange's sword qi before, he just thought this person was interesting, and the main reason why he didn't show up at that time was because the battle of the gods had not yet begun.

It's not good to go out of the mountain.

Now he can finally wrestle with Zhang Yange.

His land pressure is not only the Immortal Gourd and the Nailhead Seven Arrows Book.

Zhang Yange's four swords swam around him.

They kept making pleasant sword sounds.

"This is the Four Swords of Zhuxian?" Lu Jian was slightly surprised. "Why are these four swords in your hands?"

"That's a lot of nonsense!" Zhang Yange was too lazy to talk nonsense.

These four swords were in the same mind as him, and they thought of the sword movements.

The four swords disappeared in an instant, and the next moment they appeared in front of Lu Quan's eyes.

Lu Jian was shocked, "You are a saint?!" ”

"It's not that much of a point." Zhang Yange replied with a smile.

"Zhang Yange, have you become a saint?" Huo Ling'er didn't care about her injuries, she asked in surprise.

"I don't know if I will become a saint or not, but if I meet that guide again, I can beat him!" Zhang Yange said with a relaxed smile.

"Phew! Don't talk nonsense! Lu Jian shouted.

Zhang Yange snorted coldly, and the four swords instantly left four wounds on Lu Quan's body.

Lu pressure didn't dare to hold it up any longer.

Whether Zhang Yange is bragging, he doesn't know.

But now it doesn't seem to be difficult for Zhang Yange to clean him up.

Lu Jian fought with Zhang Yange for more than a dozen rounds, and after stopping, he vomited blood.

Zhang Yange's half-saint is different from Pang's saint.

The sanctification of Lao Jun and several people is to sense the way of heaven and be recognized by heaven and earth.

Zhang Yange is a pure martial arts sanctification!

This sleep made him completely understand his martial arts.

"I'm glad I'm stronger! But there is no baldness..."Zhang Yange said with a smile.

These words sounded to Lu Press, and in the past, Zhang Yange was mapping Western teachings. It is said that their congregation will cut off 3,000 threads of trouble.

Lu Jian didn't have time to think about it anymore, and the Zhuxian Sword almost cut off one of his arms.

"Poor Dao never thought that someone could force Poor Dao to such a point." Lu Jian said with emotion.

Zhang Yange ignored his feelings.

Four swords in unison!

Lu Jian was not an opponent at all, and he ruthlessly crushed his gourd.

A throwing knife appeared in his hand.

Zhang Yange had seen this Immortal Cutting Flying Knife before, but he didn't expect that the big fat doll with only one head was the body of the Immortal Cutting Flying Knife.

The book of seven arrows with the nail head on his waist also burned.

It can be seen that the land pressure is going to be desperate.

The book of seven arrows ended up being seven little arrows!

"Go!" He threw seven small arrows.

The speed of those seven small arrows was no slower than that of the four swords.

These seven small arrows carried the power of rules, and Da Luo Jinxian only died if he was shot through.

Bite! Bite! Bite! Bite! Bite! Bite! Bite!

Seven crisp and pleasant voices sounded, and Zhang Yange didn't have anything to do.

The seven little arrows were all broken.

Seeing this, Lu Jian threw the Immortal Slashing Flying Knife.

The flying knife pierced Zhang Yange's throat, and Lu Pressure directly drew a flying line and left.

The flying knife was cut in half by the Zhuxian Sword.

Zhang Yange didn't mean to chase Lu Zhu, he stepped forward to help Huo Ling'er up.

"It's not a big deal." Zhang Yange looked at her and said.

"Why not!" Huo Ling'er said dissatisfiedly, "It takes at least three chicken thighs to be fine." ”

After saying this, the two met and smiled.

In the Lingxiao Treasure Hall, Haotian directly spurted out a mouthful of blood.

A flying fly flew into his body.

"How could Zhang Yange become a saint?" He said incredulously.

This land pressure turned out to be a doppelganger of Haotian.

Zhang Yange saw all this, so he let Lu Jian leave.

"That's not right! Nothing is right! Haotian had an anxious look on his face at this time.

He got up and went to Tushi Palace.

I didn't see Taishang Laojun, but I saw Yuan Shi and Tongtian.

"Where's Lao Jun?" A smile regained on Haotian's face.

"Senior brother has something to do, not in Tushi Palace." Yuan Shi Tianzun said politely.

Tongtian was not interested in Haotian, so he ignored him.

"Where did you go?" Haotian then asked.

"Did something happen to Your Majesty?" Yuan Shi Tianzun asked.

"Zhang Yange is about to become holy." Haotian thought about it and told the news.

"Impossible!" Yuan Shi Tianzun's voice changed.

"Really?" The Tongtian Sect Master's tone was full of surprise. "Zhang Daoyou became holy after a sleep, it's really interesting!"

"Now is not the time to make jokes like this!" Yuan Shi Tianzun felt that it was reasonable for him to dislike Tongtian.

This guy is always going to make inappropriate jokes!

The Tongtian Sect Master ignored him, "How do you know?" ”

"The Holy Mother of Fire Spirit killed Long Ji, I had a fight with Zhang Yange when I was in the lower realm, I used to think that he had nothing to do with the overall situation, but now he has become a saint!" Haotian said.

"Huo Ling'er killed Long Ji, is she okay?" The Tongtian Sect Master asked.

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