The chanting of the colorful crystal coffin became louder and louder, and those who were close to the treasure house could hear the sound of the heavenly sound.

Suddenly, I don't know who exclaimed.

"Look, the Void Seed Golden Lotus!"

At this moment, everyone looked up and saw that a golden lotus flower was slowly blooming in the void, and then more and more golden lotus flowers appeared in front of everyone.

"What is that, the ancient divine beast fire unicorn!" Someone with sharp eyes, first saw a fire light in the depths of the void, and then saw a huge fierce beast surrounded by heavenly fire appeared out of thin air, only to see it galloping in the void, and behind it, there was also a colorful auspicious cloud.

The fire flashed, and the fire unicorn disappeared again.

This is auspicious from heaven!

Someone exclaimed!

There is no need to guess, the appearance of auspicious rui is because of the sound of chanting in that day.

Someone finally couldn't help it and accused loudly: "Scholar, why are you sitting on the coffin!"

This sentence seemed to ignite everyone's anger, and suddenly the entire ghost market exploded. Countless waves of sound converged and rushed towards the small building on the coffin.

The old demon was taken aback by this sudden anger, and said in his heart that Lao Tzu was just here to rob the treasure house, why did he make such a big move, yes, it was the ghost of the King of Heavy Water, and I was calculated by him.

After trying to pass, the old demon stomped his feet and the whole person rushed into the sky like a cannonball. "King of Heavy Water, you wilted mountain god dares to calculate me, see if I don't smash your Heavenly King Temple. ”

In fact, the Chongshui Tianwang Temple did not need to be smashed at all, it had collapsed, and in the words of the Great Zhou Emperor, hundreds of years of cultivation of the Chongshui Heavenly King came to naught.

The three-grade god position, the first-grade god position for three hundred years, has cut nine hundred years of merit in a row, and the Chongshui Tianwang Temple is dilapidated and unbearable, and it will fall.

At this moment, the white-robed young man with a cracked face was sitting on the ruins of the collapsed Tianwang Temple and drank the wine in the gourd, and then laughed miserably: "Tu Lao Mo, I didn't calculate you!"

"Fart!"

The earth old demon couldn't bear to beat him when he saw the miserable appearance of the Heavy Water Heavenly King, but a few words of scolding him could still relieve his anger.

"King of Heavy Water, tell me about you, look at your miserable appearance, that's not your own son, why would you spend so much money to help him?"

The white-robed young man laughed and said: "I have the final say on whether it is my son or not, I said that he is biological, he is biological, and it is worth paying for my son!"

"I'll go, ask for big news from Shuishan, Chongshui Heavenly King, you combined with a mortal woman and gave birth to Lou Xiaolou!"

"Bah, where do I want to go, am I that kind of person!" said the white-robed young man.

The old demon smiled evilly: "This is not certain, just your little white face is quite likable, from the truth, how did you hook up with Lou Xiaolou!"

The white-robed young man shook his head, and said in his heart If Lou Xiaolou is really my own son, how can he be a Dangong cultivator now, he has already turned into a god, and Lao Tzu has a hundred ways for him to enter the god realm before he is twenty years old.

The king of heavy water is the king of heavy water, and it is domineering.

"Tu Lao Mo, if you think I have calculated on you, go and beat my son to get angry, I can't stand your toss now, see it, the golden body is about to break. ”

"Hmph, I'm not that cheeky in bullying young people, but it's not impossible to beat him up in the same realm. ”

The white-robed young man shook his head, took a sip of wine and said, "Tu Lao Mo, don't think about beating my son in a battle with the same realm, the person who will be beaten must be you!"

"Cut, fortunately it wasn't your own, otherwise you wouldn't have blown him into the sky. When Lao Tzu was young, he only relied on a pair of meat fists, and he didn't know how many Five Elements Divine Treasures he had killed in the Dangong Realm, and he didn't know how many Heavenly Palace Kings had been killed when he was in the Five Elements Divine Treasures.

The white-robed young man stopped talking, took a sip of wine and looked in the direction of the ghost market, in his eyes, the scholar who was sitting on the coffin and closed his eyes and listened to the sound of the sky suddenly twisted his buttocks, and his body moved to the left, leaving a place for three people on the coffin lid.

"Haha, who said that useless is a scholar, I see, this book is really not in vain, but it can do things!"

The old demon on the side said angrily: "It's really like your own son, wilted and wilted." ”

The white-robed young man said proudly: "My son has vacated three positions, if you have the ability, come and sit, if you don't have the ability, don't complain there!"

"Cut, that's the finger coffin of the Colorful Immortal Venerable, that bad scholar knows that no one can sit on it, so he deliberately makes room for temptation!

"Hmph, as soon as you enter the rivers and lakes and go with the flow, what about the heavenly family, you have to follow the rules of the rivers and lakes. My son is enlightening, although he can't be the apprentice of the Colorful Immortal Venerable, it is good to comprehend the content of the Immortal Sutra more. Besides, the Colorful Immortal Venerable chooses disciples, how can anyone have this fate. ”

The old demon nodded, and said in his heart that this is a fairy fate, and there is only one person among all living beings who has this blessing, but I don't know who this lucky person is.

As the saying goes, it's not that you can't force it, it's that you can't get rid of it.

Although countless Heavenly Pride wanted to obtain this opportunity, they were never able to get one step closer to the Ghost Yamen Treasure House, and they could not listen to the true Immortal Sutra without entering the Ghost Yamen. If you can't listen to the fairy scriptures, what's the point of coming all the way this time.

Some people watched the scholar sitting in the coffin gritting their teeth, some people pondered how to force the scholar out, and some people calmly closed their eyes and listened to the sound of communicating with heaven, so that they would not gain nothing.

The prime minister of the Great Zhou Kingdom, Yan Fansen, looked at the dense pride of the sky below and shook his head helplessly, in his eyes, there were a hundred kinds of lives below.

This is really the same rice to raise a hundred kinds of people, the same is the pride of the sky, someone leaves the family and becomes a lamb in a mess, do things in a disorderly way, how can the immortal choose the apprentice can be reckless, although the scholar has no fate with the colorful immortal, but for the colorful immortal to bear a cause and effect, sit next to it and listen to the scriptures that is okay, why are you close to the coffin, can you come to listen to part of the heavenly sound is already our Great Zhou Emperor guilty of the colorful immortal.

And you don't know how to cherish this opportunity, quickly sit around and listen to the fairy scriptures, but guess and guess, blame and scold, it is really a waste of Your Majesty's hard work.

It is not only the pride of the sky who is coaxed below, but also those scattered people in the rivers and lakes, one by one, who are afraid that the world will not be chaotic, and everyone will not be able to fight.

I only heard one person: "I see that the immortal has at least four disciples, the scholar is one person, and there are three positions, and I want to fight for it in the next place, and the cowards in front of me get out of the way, the opportunity is in front of you, you don't dare to let me come!"

How can the people who finally squeeze in front make way for others, no matter how the old oilman is flamboyant, I just don't move like a mountain.

But the old oilman didn't really want to squeeze to the front, just with his meager talent, what if he squeezed to the front, he just wanted to throw a big stone on the surface of this not very calm lake, so that there would be an amazing blood-colored wave here.

The rivers and lakes, this is the rivers and lakes, you want to listen to the scriptures honestly, but some people don't want to!

Lao Youzi's words stirred up a thousand waves, and this statement quickly spread around him as the center. In an instant, there was a clash in the crowd because of the sound of a sword, and this clash together was like the rolling waves that were unstoppable.

"Get out of the way!"

"Don't let it!"

"I'll kill you!"

"Dig a groove, who is afraid of whom!" The man directly pulled out his long sword, and the sword rang out, and the battle broke out.

"I'll go, I'll provoke you, you sword me, Lao Tzu looks good, right, looks good at bullying, I'll kill you!"

As soon as the sword collided, the sparks shot in all directions, and some chivalrous women in the rivers and lakes were furious when they touched their faces, and the three real milk that my aunt and grandmother just soaked last night were almost destroyed by your sparks.

"Sonorous!"

The chivalrous woman drew her sword, and stabbed the two people with a single sword, and because she didn't control her strength well, blood and water flew wildly, throwing everyone around.

"Dig a groove, it's reasonable to look good, kill and say hello, dump Lao Tzu with you, fucking either kiss or warm the bed, or I'll kill you!"

"That's it, it's reasonable to look good, dump Lao Tzu's blood, you must pay for your body!"

The heroine sneered: "If you want your aunt to warm the bed, then you have to ask me if I agree with this sword!"

When the words fell, there was a flash of lightning, and in the blink of an eye, everyone hit together.

"What the hell, how can such a beautiful girl line up to sleep, kill you and I'll be alone!"

Some people love to join in the fun, and it seems that they are itchy and unbearable if they don't draw their swords and kill people for a day, which is like engaging in objects, and they are not happy if they don't kiss each other for a day.

The battle became more and more chaotic, and more and more people participated, until a man carrying a huge stone sword came over the Ghost Yamen, and the chaos came to an abrupt end.

It was a bald young man, carrying a giant sword on his shoulder, and with a sweep of the big sword, the hundreds of people who were fighting each other at the door of the Ghost Yamen Treasure House were directly split into blood-colored mud.

"If I draw a circle, it is my territory, and whoever dares to cross it will die!" the bald boy said coldly, and then sat down in a large circle drawn with blood with his eyes closed.

The Immortal Scripture Tianyin is a chance, if it weren't for the face of the Prime Minister of the Great Zhou Kingdom, he wouldn't even recommend killing everyone here.

A group of people who don't know what to do in their lives is a waste of cultivation resources to keep them.