Yuan Shi Tianzun's face had turned dark.

He did see that his disciples had three flowers and five qi misfortunes,

At this time, he is not moving, nor is he moving.

Cutting off the disciple's cultivation with his own hands, this is indeed Shuntian.

It's just such a Shuntian, why isn't it a slap in the face?

Just now, he tried his best to teach Ao Luan a lesson in person.

Seeing that Zhuang Zhou didn't dare to make a move, he was still proud.

And Zhuang Zhou was silent, but he fell to the point where he wanted to solve the disciple himself.

Now it seems that how ridiculous his complacent attitude was before!

The two of them made a judgment.

Hesitating!

In an instant, Yuan Shi Tianzun's mind had become firm.

"Hehe! Since my disciples have the misfortune of three flowers and five qis, then let the heavens decide how their three flowers and five qi will be cut off.

It's just that no matter who of you makes a move to cut off their slack, I will never do it.

This is Shun Tian's destiny.

It's just that whoever makes the move, they will completely offend me, and I will take revenge!"

After speaking, Yuan Shi Tianzun looked at Zhuang Zhou coldly.

Zhuang Zhou smiled fearlessly.

He raised his hand, and the Mixed Yuan Golden Bucket in the sky had already appeared in his hand.

"Yuan Shi Tianzun, your disciple's Three Flowers and Five Qi Tribulation should be in the Mixed Yuan Golden Bucket.

Do you think I can cut them off?"

Su Qing's expression showed a little playfulness: "Actually, I helped them cut off the three flowers and five qi, and I also helped them cut off the qi of calamity."

As long as they go next, close the door of the cave and quietly recite the three or two volumes of the Yellow Court; will not be entangled by the god calamity. You should thank me!"

As he spoke, Su Qing's tone seemed solemn.

Cutting off the three flowers and five qi is to get rid of his disciple's calamity qi?

Should I thank him?

Hearing this, Yuan Shi Tianzun almost exploded.

"Fellow Daoist, it's too domineering. I will never sit idly by, such a despicable villain as you will abolish the cultivation of many golden immortals!"

The Quasi-Ti Daoist suddenly stepped out of the crowd and said.

Won a lot of favor from Yuan Shi Tianzun.

Seeing that the quasi-Daoist stood up, Zhuang Zhou not only did not get angry, but the smile on the corner of his mouth became brighter and brighter: "Who else wants to stand in front of me and stop my behavior?"

For some reason, a bad feeling arose in the hearts of the people who received the Tao.

It's just that the quasi-Tidao people are as glorious as him.

The person who received the Dao had no other choice, and he followed suit: "The twelve golden immortals of the Sect are all profound in mana and clear in morality.

Strong understanding, good roots, and high luck. These are well-known, how can you be cut by you? You are too domineering. ”

"If you want to abolish the mana of my nephews, it depends on how much ability you have!"

If you can, Taishang Laojun will definitely want to unload Zhuang Zhou.

The Taishangren Sect Monument and the luck of the adult race it represents, that is, he can always walk in front of the Sanqing, the Two Western Sages and Nuwa, and the magic is the most profound key.

Now that everything is in vain, how can he not resent it?

Seeing the three Heavenly Dao Saints appearing on the opposite side of him one after another, the smile on Zhuang Zhou's face became even brighter.

He threw it casually, and the Mixed Yuan Golden Bucket had returned to Yunxiao's hands again.

Seeing such a scene, Yuan Shi Tianzun thought that Zhuang Zhou had softened, and couldn't help but look disdainful.

It's just that seeing Zhuang Zhou so easily, he gave up cutting off the three flowers and five qi of the twelve golden immortals.

Not only did the Daoist not feel relaxed, but he seemed to feel a kind of crazy palpitation, constantly shaking the Heavenly Dao Primordial Spirit.

He became even more frightened.

"They're going to be out of luck!"

This is the only thought in Hou Tu Niang's heart.

At the beginning, when Su Qing robbed the Great Brahma, he also laughed.

It was only an occasional skin, and that kind of smile couldn't be compared with Zhuang Zhou's smile in front of him.

Zhuang Zhou's laughter filled the sky and the earth.

It also means that the few saints on the opposite side will be unlucky and ruthless.

"What kind of bullshit Heavenly Dao saints are you, you are self-righteous every day, you don't know what the Tao is?"

After a pause, Zhuang Zhou's eyes swept over Yuan Shi Tianzun's body, and he wantonly provoked: "Just now, I really didn't deceive you, the mixed yuan golden bucket is the key to breaking the game of the twelve golden immortals."

The calamity of the gods arose because of them, and they themselves were in the midst of the calamity.

It's just that everything in heaven and earth has a glimmer of life.

Their vitality is to cut off the three flowers and five qis, so that they have a chance to escape from the god tribulation.

In other words, you seemed to be reckless just now, but you buried the twelve golden immortals, plus the cloud neutrons, the Antarctic immortals, and the last chance for the Lantern Dao people to transcend.

The gods and goddesses rely on their abilities, and the twelve golden immortals will not escape the end of being on the list. ”

It seems that Chrysostom said.

Zhuang Zhou's words fell, whether it was many exposition golden immortals, or Yuan Shi Tianzun, they all felt a deep malice.

The Twelve Golden Immortals, including Yun Zhongzi, the Burning Lamp Dao Man, and the Antarctic Immortal, all vaguely saw a picture.

In the immeasurable void, a stone platform with a radius of tens of thousands of acres emerged.

The whole body is golden, and there are 365 sacred monuments, standing on the stone platform.

In the sky of these three hundred and sixty-five stone tablets, there is a mysterious list, which is obviously not fixed, but it can be firmly floated in the sky.

Explain the golden immortal, but he recognizes the mysterious list.

The list text is the list of gods that I have seen in the Yuxu Palace.

This is the Fengshen Terrace.

The yin wind shouted on the Fengshen platform, and the miserable fog was thick.

In addition to the three hundred and sixty-five stone tablets, there are tragic true spirits one after another.

Countless souls and true spirits around them drifted in the miserable black mist.

A familiar figure stood in front of the god list, holding a god whip, and announced the heavens with a solemn expression, opening the real gods.

Suddenly, a gust of wind appeared for no apparent reason.

The three hundred and sixty-five Yin Soul True Spirits on the Sealing Altar appeared, and they were many familiar figures.

It is Guangchengzi, Lingbao Grand Master, Yun Zhongzi, Antarctic Immortal Weng and so on to expound the second-generation disciples.

In addition to them, there are many three generations of disciples.

For example, Huang Tianhua, Lei Zhenzi, Wei Hu and so on.

Although it was just a shaking god, many of the exposition disciples had already woken up from the fugue.

It's just that their primordial spirits are all shaken, and their expressions are sluggish, as if they are seriously ill, and they are extremely prostration.

"Impossible! How can this be? That's the god list, I'm a dignified golden immortal, how can I be on the god list?"

A burst of exclamations sounded, and the dignified Jin Immortal couldn't even float his body.

One by one, like dumplings, they fell.

To be honest, for Zhuang Zhou's words, everyone was still skeptical.

Now, the performance of the expounding disciples proves that he is not empty words, full of nonsense.

Zhuang Zhou didn't care about Yuan Shi Tianzun's murderous eyes.

Instead, his eyes fell on the quasi-Daoist and the Daoist.

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