The quasi-Tidao man was poisoned by the grinding saint, but he is still a saint now, and it is easy to kill "Zhang Kui".

"Zhang Kui, how do you want to die?" The quasi-Tidao person felt that the origin in his body was being milled into nothingness little by little, and he couldn't stop it, and the resentment in his heart was poured out all over the world, and it was difficult to contain.

"You're blind, you haven't even seen through me Yang Tianyou, what kind of sage are all ants.

Please, don't be funny!

What saint is as stupid and two-dimensional as you, and puts on a high appearance, but does not even know who the person you despise is. Ning Xi knew that he couldn't hide his identity, so he simply didn't hide it, and prepared for a hearty battle.

"Impossible, Yang Tianyou was obviously exiled by me for more than two thousand years. In the heavenly court, the Queen Mother of the West screamed, unable to accept this fact.

When Jiang Ziya fought with Yuding Zhenren in "Zhang Kui", he counted the losses of the raid on the Zhou camp and looked at the names of a large number of generals on the death list.

"How will you fight in the future......" Jiang Ziya was having a headache when he heard a conversation from high altitude.

Yang Tianyou!

It's this Yang Tianyou again!

For the first time, he was mixed into the Great Tribulation of the Gods, and ten of the twelve golden immortals were killed, and the Yuding real person was killed by a clone, and the Huanglong real person survived, or was he disliked by others and his strength was too poor to be too lazy to kill.

The second shot, let Xiqi side, the generals lost more than sixty percent, Yuding Zhenren was disabled, and the quasi-Daoist was calculated.

"Man will win the sky, can man really win the sky?" Jiang Ziya looked high into the sky.

The quasi-Daoist didn't expect that the Zhang Kui in front of him turned out to be Yang Tianyou, it's normal to think about it, how can someone who can calculate him be Zhang Kui and other people with an unknown reputation.

"You Western Sect still owe me three 90,000-year-old Bodhi fruits, if you don't repay the debt you owe me, be careful that I chop up the golden cicada one day. Ning Xi said.

"Do you think you have a future?" said the would-be Daoist.

Ning Xi laughed and said: "Why didn't you come later?Oh, I see, you mean that you will definitely kill me today, look, you are stupid again."

No, it's not stupid, it's blind.

I am not Yang Tianyou's deity, the deity has been practicing penance in the Great Blood World, and when I become a saint, I will return to the Pangu Great Universe. ”

"Do you think sanctification is easy?" the would-be said, scoffing.

"There is a strong man in the Great Universe of Salary and Blood who calls himself 'Nameless Old Man', and his identity is similar to that of Hongjun Dao in our Pangu Great Universe.

The three Great Emperor-level powerhouses of the Great Blood Universe were all his disciples.

And I am the fourth disciple of this nameless old man, I am not lacking in holy positions, and Hongmeng purple qi also has it.

When the cultivation is reached in the future, sanctification will be a matter of course. ”

Ning Xi smiled when he said this, and continued: "Is it difficult to become holy, I really don't feel it. ”

"I'm completely convinced. Nezha laughed.

"This guy really owes a beating!" thought Zhenyuan Daxian.

The Tongtian Sect Master was surprised, turned his head and asked the Holy Mother of Jin Ling, "Is what Yang Tianyou said true or false?"

"He is indeed the disciple of the nameless old man, as for whether he has the Holy Throne of the Great World of Salary and Hongmeng Purple Qi, the disciple is not clear. Our Lady of the Golden Spirit was also amazed.

If what Yang Tianyou said was true, then as long as he reached the peak of the quasi-saint, he would be able to step into the realm of a saint.

In other words, Yang Tianyou's holy path path has been paved, as long as he moves forward unswervingly.

Unlike many quasi-saints in the Three Realms, there is an insurmountable cliff between them and the Holy Realm, and they can't go forward at all.

As for the quasi-Daoist who was in the game, his brows furrowed.

Is this guy really just a doppelganger?

The prospective Daoist is also not sure.

"Aren't you yelling to kill me, come on, hurry up," Ning Xi yawned, "If you don't do it, I'll go to sleep." ”

This is the contempt of the red fruit.

The quasi-Tidao person was hit by the grinding poison released by Yang Tianyou, if he was released like this, then he would be swept away majestically.

"Don't say that you are not a saint yet, but you have really become a saint, and I am afraid that you will not succeed. "The Quasi-Tidao people are exposed.

Ning Xi, who was still lazy a second ago, was like a dragon going out to sea at this moment, shuttling through time and space, appearing behind the quasi-Daoist and stabbing out with a shot.

The tip of the spear was blessed with the "chop" lettering, and a small hole broke out in the space of the stab, and went straight to the back of the heart of the quasi-Daoist.

"Huh!"

A colorful treasure light brushed in, and it was a seven-treasure wonderful tree.

This thing is an innate superlative spiritual treasure, known as nothing without brushing.

Ning Xi had already taken precautions, and there was a nine-colored holy light burst out in his heart, enveloping the god-killing spear, and controlling the god-killing spear with the heart of the universe's divine powers, blocking the Qibao Miaoshu with a brush, and continued to stab forward.

The quasi-Daoist was taken aback in his heart, although this brush was a casual blow, it was far from being able to resist the quasi-saint-level monk.

Yang Tianyou actually blocked it.

If he were to be stabbed, he would lose his face.

Sou!

The quasi-Daoist flashed, and the Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree swept sideways, hitting Yang Tianyou's body at once.

"Bang!"

Yang Tianyou's body exploded and turned into a rain of blood and flew down.

The minced meat, the blood and the god-killing spear, when they fell to the ground, a piece disappeared strangely, leaving not even a trace.

As soon as the quasi-Daoist was serious, he killed Yang Tianyou.

It's just that before he had time to be happy, he snorted, and his breath declined a lot.

"How can this be, who calculated me?" The quasi-Tidao man was completely mastered, roaring angrily, and his eyes seemed to be devouring people.

"What's going on?" Many people were confused, it was obvious that the quasi-Daoist had killed Yang Tianyou, but why did he suddenly go crazy.

"Zhun Ti's breath suddenly declined, and he must have been calculated by Yang Tianyou again. "Someone smart guessed it.

Among them was Duobao Daoren, who was puzzled: "Master, how did the quasi-Daoist be calculated this time?"

"I didn't understand it either, but I found that as soon as Zhun Ti killed Yang Tianyou, his relics disappeared. "The Tongtian Sect Master is puzzled, a guy whose combat power is only comparable to that of the early stage of the quasi-saint can take away the things of the saint, this is simply incredible," Zhun Ti once created the method of meditation, the method of meditation can improve the Dao heart, cultivate the power of meditation, and the combination of this power and the power of merit will condense into a relic, and the relics have the ability to protect one's own body and overcome evil demons.

Zhun Ti lost his relics, and the power of merit and meditation accumulated over the years was gone, and the Dao heart regressed, which naturally caused the cultivation to decline a lot. ”

When the Tongtian Sect Master said this, he couldn't help but laugh and continued: "The Quasi-Ti Daoist is considered to have lost a lot of bad luck, and he really will cultivate and fall under the Holy Realm. ”

Zhun Ti Daoist left in a gloomy manner, and many people secretly laughed that Zhun Ti was stealing chickens and rice.

But some people were terrified.

The first one is Fu Yuan Immortal Weng.

"Yang Tianyou's backing in the Great World of Salary and Blood is so big, I don't know if he really has the Holy Throne and Hongmeng Purple Qi, if it is true......" Fu Yuan Immortal Weng's hand couldn't help but shake.

Hong Jin, a brute, is not good at provoking anyone, he has to provoke Yang Tianyou, a madman.

Hey, the stable life will be gone in the future, and I will have to live in fear again.