"But Senior Brother Zhun Ti is back?"

The voice was calm, but a little weak. Obviously, it is spread all over the heavens and worlds, but under this Sumeru Mountain, there are dozens of Buddhas, 500 Bodhisattvas, 10,000 spirits, 800 Arhats, and 109,600 Vajra. But they didn't hear anything, and they were still mourning.

Then, just for a moment, a figure suddenly appeared above the clouds of Mount Meru.

"It's my brother!"

One step is to reach the top of the mountain. The quasi-Daoist looked at the wound on his right shoulder, but his expression was unusually gloomy. Heartache and regret are all mixed in.

"It's the incompetence of the junior brother! Failed to be a senior brother and revenge this Chinese New Year's Eve. Knowing this, the two of us shouldn't have stopped him from "seriously injuring my senior brother, and losing my family's luck"

When he heard this, he couldn't help but laugh dumbly: "Why do you need to be like this, since we are saints, we should know the truth of not being arrogant in victory and not being discouraged in defeat." The latter sentence really doesn't look like the words of a saint. Don't regret it in the future!"

Zhun Ti's body was immediately slightly stunned, and the words behind him were all blocked. Middle.

Then, thoughtfully, he sat down in front of the lead. I saw the latter, and as soon as he grabbed the void, he took a mandala flower and placed it on his broken arm.

Then it turned out to be a void shape, and an arm was angry out of thin air. Except for the slightly weaker breath, it is no different from when it was injured before.

"Actually, I was hit by this today," I also have a vague premonition. I even expected that the four of us "only have a seventy percent chance of preventing him from ascending to the throne." Even at that time, there were years, and it seemed that he deliberately lost the last game and sold his favor."

After only a few sentences, the Zhun Ti in front of him "trembled slightly." The guide laughed at himself and said: "I just didn't think that this luck merit backlash is actually so powerful! However, among them, there is another person. That Senior Brother is indeed very good."

Zhun Ti was confused for a while, and today, although the Taishang Laojun stepped out to help Yue Yu, he did not go all out.

What does today's battle have to do with him?

When I was puzzled, I saw the face of the lead, which seemed to be smiling but not smiling, but suddenly my heart moved slightly, and a flash of spiritual light flashed.

For a moment, the eyes were full of essence, killing intent, anger, and hatred.

"So it was, this blood mosquito devoured my sect, and the matter of two percent luck was already destined by heaven! It should have been at the end of the battle of the gods, just like today's Chinese New Year's Eve. That senior brother Taishang, he actually faked the hand of Yue Yu, and he was serious and scheming! Sure enough, he deserved the praise of his master, and he had nine tricks in his heart.

This time, instead of worshipping the hand of Yue Yu, "it is better to lose to him"

Gradually, the voice was full of coldness. All doubts are solved.

No wonder the two of them have never been awakened. The Stygian Blood Mosquito, which has disappeared for I don't know how many years, "Why did it appear at this time?"

"I also lost Chinese New Year's Eve" at this time, "I figured out this joint!"

The guide smiled slightly, still light, and did not see half of the frustration: "It's that Yue Yu's heart, but it's not half false. It is estimated that this Emperor God also knows this matter. And "when I was hurt, I felt it." His Majesty "must have had another means to force me back"

That is, "Is there a tacit understanding?"

After a burst of anger, Na Zhun Ti's expression gradually regained his composure. After thinking the whole thing through. With his saint's city mansion, he couldn't help but spit out foul words: "This old and one young" are really reincarnated as foxes, and they are not good tools!

At the end of the words, the quasi-Daoist gradually regained a little smile.

The guide on the other side was unexpected: "Senior brother looks like this, it seems that he has already understood! Although I lost face this time, I returned with a miserable bow." But it is not without benefit! Taishang certainly got his wish, and it was impossible for me to teach and the Central Plains to prosper Chinese New Year's Eve. But it is also the same, relieving the trouble of cooking oil with fire. also pushed the Emperor God to the light again, and the audience was sacred. However, that Yue Yu can make me fail so much, I guess even he didn't expect it!"

When Zhun Ti heard this, he also bowed his head slightly" in a flat tone: "It is indeed something wrong! We can have the current position because of hundreds of thousands of years of enlightenment." It's strange that this man will be able to catch up with me in 500 years! unless there is a shortcut. In his hand, he held a few books that had never been born and escaped from the world, which was comparable to the other innate Taoist classics at the level of Hetuluo. Or, perhaps, the Jade of Creation was "far more than what he had gained in the Endless Sea of Fire"

"Now that he has ascended the throne and become a saint, it will be too late for anything!

The guide smiled, "The eyes are very deep."

"That Taishang also miscalculated, I expected that this Yuan Emperor God could force me back, but I never thought that "that Yue Yu will end up in this form, so strong!

The hand stroked the broken arm that had been temporarily connected, and the expression of the connection was full of unpredictability. In the center of the eyebrows, there was also a sudden one, Tian, and the word flashed: "But it's okay to do so! On the contrary, it can withdraw from the situation and fight with the three Qings! No longer be jealous of others." You can concentrate on "plotting what I really do!"

The guide frowned, thinking of the creation jade, "I was slightly reluctant in my heart." Then, in a moment, he put it aside again, still with a sad face, looking at the broken arm that was leading.

Once you are injured by the sword against the sky, how can you recover easily?

Seeing this, he smiled slightly: "Peace of mind is this, this time is a blessing or a curse!" Although the consumption was a lot at that time, but when I used the sword against the sky to kill the merits, I actually purified the Sancheng Dao Foundation. After that, the arm turned into Songshan, and the loss this time was actually not much. ”

Zhun Ti was frightened again, and looked at the guide carefully, and sure enough, although the qi was weak, it was really much purer.

couldn't help but be secretly envious, and said with a bright eye: "Congratulations, senior brother!"

For meritorious saints like them, the most desired thing is to complete the path foundation.

It's just that such a good thing is not a good thing. With Yue Yu's current saint realm, a sword slash is enough to kill him. Where is it possible, to borrow its power?

"It's just that this time, after all, I still lost some face!"

"If you can ascend to the sainthood, what are these faces?"

The guide didn't care, and the next moment he "suddenly fixed his eyes again, staring at the clouds where the purple lightning was shining."

After a long time, a smile gradually appeared on his face, "My master, I can't sit still......"