It seems that this time we have to be ruthless!

Clean up well and chop off all the claws of some old dogs in the Buddhist gate!

Zhenwu murmured in his heart, a faint murderous intent flashed in his eyes, and then returned to the state of the ancient well without waves.

"Commander Zhao, let's go~ Let the landlord wait so hard, it seems that I am stingy."

Zhenwu stood up, jumped on a five-colored spirit turtle lying under the cloud couch, pressed the sword waist, and said coldly: "Daoist friends should also talk to their unscrupulous juniors for the last time!"

"Zhenjun, Zhao has a reluctant request. Can you open up to my junior? ”

Zhao Heng saw this Yousheng Zhenjun, stood up, and his originally restrained momentum spread out, knowing that he was ready to kill.

After thinking about it, he gritted his teeth and pleaded.

Zhenwu shook his head and glared at him: "Commander Zhao, how can you be so confused?" Do you think this is just your own personal plan? ”

"If you don't poke out the matter of this giant yang old immortal, it doesn't matter what you do in private."

"But this matter has been brought to the table by you, so it's not as simple as your family matter!"

He looked at Zhao Heng with hatred, he was still many years older than himself, how could he be so naïve?

It's nothing if the strength is not good. How many people can compare to him, the destined Black Emperor of the North?

The key is that he has not seen through himself as a person who was born not long ago.

Since he was limited by his own strength and couldn't retaliate, he poked out such things, this is not his family's business!

To put it mildly, this Juyang Old Immortal is not short here, but he is not the only one who suffers. He doesn't want to save face, some people want to save face.

To put it bigger, no matter how you say it, this Juyang Old Immortal has hit the idea on the family members of the immortal gods in the Heavenly Court.

Regardless of the position, there are many who succeed. This has a great impact on the prestige of Heavenly Court.

This kind of scandal, from top to bottom, from the inside out, unanimously decided to cover it up, no one without exception.

It can be said that today's Yuanyang Sect Mountain Gate is in addition to the ordinary people who were unaware at the beginning.

The rest, even an ant, don't want to live.

There are some things, if you don't weigh it, you can't weigh it four or two, and you can't hold it if you weigh a thousand catties.

Zhenwu was stunned when he saw it, and he was speechless for a while. I didn't even understand this, I really don't know how he made this decision.

Just by a moment of anger?

He also thought that the descendant of Zhao Jiang and Zhao Tianjun, one of the former Ten Heavenly Monarchs, had already understood the price he had to pay.

It seems that this Zhao Heng has not realized that he has now offended many people inside and outside, including the Shangqing elders he relied on.

Shaking his head, he immediately moved his mind, and drove the five-colored spirit turtle towards the sea of clouds.

……

The forest is full of cold springs, and the pine wind is full of cloud valleys.

The color of the tree is sparse and sparse, and there is a kind of depth.

The terrible ape cry came from afar, one after another, one after another, and echoed in all directions, which was terrifying.

Reflecting the crisis faced by Yuanyang Sect at this time.

The old immortal of Juyang stood in mid-air, looking at the heavenly soldiers and generals in the sea of clouds.

Suddenly, his face moved, and he looked at the continuous sea of clouds not far away.

In the treasure map, Fang Longye's mind moved at the same time. "It's out!"

His eyes flashed with excitement, as if he was going to participate in this battle of Heavenly Court annihilation.

has a good show to watch, but it doesn't matter to himself, he is naturally happy to have a dog's brain out of the fight.

As for his original purpose, he naturally hasn't forgotten it.

But how to say it? The place where the bird died, right there. He can't run, so why do he need to worry about it.

However, this Zhenwu Emperor, who was famous in his previous life, made him particularly interested.

Because in the dark, he had a premonition that he would inevitably have some entanglement with this Nine Heavens Demon Venerable in the future.

couldn't help but make him think about it a little.

"Boom-"

Strange sounds mingled with the sound of trumpets and bells and drums.

The disciples of the Yuanyang Sect, who were already in a stable state in the mountains and were no longer rioting, followed the sound, looked at the clouds, and then their eyes widened, and they couldn't make a sound.

I saw the sea of clouds surging, the white clouds rolling, and then thousands of heavenly soldiers and heavenly soldiers separated the clouds, from far and near.

The one at the front rode a mount, wrapped in armor, carrying a spear, and then, the so-called foot soldiers, all holding carefully crafted magic weapons, shining with cold light and killing power.

Thousands of troops and horses, coming from the depths of the originally looming sea of clouds, neat and well-behaved.

Even though it was far away, the killing machine was coming.

"Aang—"

A turtle roar that looked like a dragon but not a dragon resounded through the heavens and the earth.

A five-colored spirit turtle emerged, with a dragon's head and a turtle body, and a tail dragging more than ten feet.

The tortoiseshell is simple, the multicolored halo is clustered, rising in all directions, there is a person wearing black clothes, gold armor and jade belt, standing upright according to the sword, the top cover is round light, and the eyes are like electric light.

The momentum of the whole person is like an abyss like the sea, the halo behind is staggered, and the vision of an abyss and sea is born, the water is sparkling, its color is black, and the bottom is not seen, and the edge is not seen.

It is vast and invisible.

It is the head of the Four Saints of the North Pole from Heavenly Court, the True Martial God General of the Blessed Saint True Monarch.

After he appeared, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, his momentum seemed to fall, and he smiled inexplicably, quite graceful.

As soon as his gaze turned, he fell on Qin Shou, smiling but not smiling, containing a destructive power.

A cloud qi was born on the top of Qin Shou, black and blue, and the golden veins inside were paved, forming a giant divine pupil appearance, not to be outdone, and he counterattacked towards Zhenwu.

Bump –

The two of them fought against each other.

This giant sun old immortal was knocked away in an instant, landed in the mountains, and smashed out a swarthy hole.

A gaze, terrifying!

"Sir!"

"Qin Lang!"

A group of fairies exclaimed, wanting to come to the rescue.

"Nothing!"

Low, slightly hoarse voices stopped them from moving.

A black and green aura emerged, and this giant sun old immortal, with scars all over his body, appeared in the air with bloodstains.

"Sure enough, the talent is good!" Zhenwu nodded with a look of appreciation, "With your strength, it is comparable to the ordinary Golden Immortal Consummation!" ”

"Cough-" Qin Shou wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, "He is worthy of being the head of the Four Saints of the North Pole." Sure enough, the means are incredible. ”

He destroyed his own body, burned everything, blood and fire, and his ferocity overflowed, and he laughed and said, "It's just one death, why be afraid?"

"I am as small as dust, and as low as an animal. But he was fortunate enough to get the immortal law and enter the path. Such an encounter is worth it! ”

"In my life, I have played with countless women, seen unprecedented excitement, and manipulated the hearts of people like ghosts. I have lived so happily for hundreds of thousands of years, and I have no regrets! ”

"Meteor Fall Strike, please also ask Zhenjun to taste it!"

With that, he summoned his spirit and spirit, and the destructive power that shook the heavens and the earth was condensed, and he wanted to burst out the final blow of this life.

The corners of Zhenwu's mouth hooked, he smiled without saying a word, and in the end, his eyes were slightly closed.

"Wang Lingguan, I'll leave it to you!"

"Whoa! Wang Shan leads the army to the main purpose of the law! ”

The high-pitched voice came from among the heavenly soldiers and generals behind him.

Immediately, in the flash of lightning, a bare-faced, bearded, wearing gold armor and red robes, three eyes glaring, and stepping on the hot wheels, teleported over.

Standing in front of Zhenwu, holding the golden seal on the left and the golden whip on the right, he didn't strike first.

It's just a matter of being ready to fight, letting Qin Shou destroy his body, turning everything he has into strength, and releasing the last blow of his life.

Seeing his actions, Zhenwu smiled freely, not caring at all, obviously extremely confident in Wang Lingguan's strength.

Seeing that Qin Shou, the two cheap ladies, rushed over like crazy, wanting to fight side by side with him, they also ignored it.

There are only three golden immortals, if this train spirit officer Marshal Wang still needs his hand, he is not worthy of being called the 'Dutian Great Spirit Official'!

But there is a little, I didn't expect it......

Zhenwu's eyes were bright, and he looked at one place.

This big Buddha is really interested, and he still has the heart to catch up with this excitement.