readx;? The Heavenly Threshold Lay Priest laughed, he turned back to the Boundless Ancestor and they smiled, "He hit me with that fist? He hit me with such a small fist? Haha, such a small fist hit a real person?...... Ah!" A terrible scream made the Heavenly Threshold Lay Priest unable to laugh anymore. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The little boy had already jumped more than a dozen feet high and punched the lower abdomen of the Heavenly Threshold Layman. The people next to him could see that the fat on the Tianjian layman's body was swelled by this heavy punch, and his whole body trembled like a piece of jelly cream. Only the Heavenly Threshold Lay Monk knew that this little boy's fist was not afraid that he had the strength of 100,000 catties? This punch hit his lower abdomen like a steel pillar stabbed into his lower abdomen, or the kind of red-hot steel pillar almost made him faint in pain.

The snot and tears of the heavenly threshold lay man all down, and he howled in his heart: "I can't faint, I can't faint, I will be embarrassed and embarrassed if I faint...... God, fortunately, I have always had the Vajra Shield Protector on my body, otherwise this punch wouldn't have broken me? This little cub is so vicious, I, I, I***!" With a 'poof' sound, he still couldn't control a mouthful of blood spurting out wildly, and suddenly the Boundless Ancestor exclaimed.

The little boy fell back to the ground with a grin, his big eyes blinked a few times mischievously, and he jumped on the back of the cow with a smile: "I used no more than thirty percent of my strength, give you a small fist, big monk, if you are not convinced, you have to go forward, wait, I have to break your bald donkey's head with a fist." Hey, hey, hey, don't go any further. If you honestly go back overseas, you can still have a baby. Otherwise, there will be a place where you will be buried. ”

Lu Lingzi screamed, "Who are you, little doll?" A turquoise glow burst out from the sharp horn of his forehead, and was about to shoot towards the little boy's heart.

The little boy rode the big bull. He withdrew the piccolo and babbled and went down the hill. He looked at Lu Lingzi boredly and sighed: "Jiangxi Longhu Mountain is where my mountain gate is located, and my surname is Zhang." Why don't you open your mind?Eh, after sleeping for more than a hundred years, how can the heads of people in this world become confused?" White clouds rose out of thin air and enveloped his body. By the time the clouds had cleared, he had disappeared without a trace. With so many masters present, none of them could see his way clearly.

"Fang Cai is an old nun, and now she is a little Taoist. Okay, well, this Central Plains Daomen looks like it's really going to do something with us. The Boundless Ancestor gritted his teeth and roared loudly, and asked: "Fellow Daoists, are you going to run back overseas like this and be ground rats on your own island, or will you follow us to rob this famous mountain in the Central Plains? ”

When a piece of sweet bread is placed in front of them, will anyone refuse? Although they are all cultivators, they are not immortals after all, and everyone has the heart of greed, so who will leave in this situation? Who is willing to leave? Who is embarrassed to go?

Those scattered cultivators shouted: "Eradicate the Central Plains Daomen, occupy its famous mountains and rivers!" Sure enough, it was a bandit slogan, but it was extremely inspiring, and more than 20,000 monks chanted at the same time, and then continued to fly forward under the leadership of the Heavenly Threshold monks. The lower abdomen of the Heavenly Threshold Lay Priest no longer hurts, but it is a little numb, which makes his true qi a little weak, but this is not a big effect. He flew to the front with a hideous face, bent on finding a cultivator to vent his anger.

flew out more than a hundred miles, and in front of him was a lonely old man with an ancient description. This old man is so old that he has lost his shape, and there is only a skeleton left, with a layer of skin wrapped around the shelf, and more than a thousand yellow heads on his head, barely tied up in a small bun. I don't know how many years I have worn the white robe on my body, how many times I have washed it, the fabric is transparent, the wind blows, the cloth swayes, and you still think that he is not wearing anything.

Just look at him hunched over and floating there weakly, and you will understand what time is and what history is. Especially the three-foot-long iron whip he was carrying in his hand was even more rusty, if it weren't for the simple shape and texture, it wouldn't look ordinary, and the old man would be like a man carrying a tattered iron rod to pick up rags.

When the Tianjian monk saw such a bad old man blocking the way in front of him, the anger in his heart came up. You take off the dust nun once, Zhang Tianshi comes once, and then it is such a stinky old man, what are you doing in the Central Plains Daomen? So he rushed forward and roared at the old man: "Wu that old thief, what are you doing, stop me and wait for Yunlu, but what do you mean? If you are a good friend, please go away, if you are an enemy, you will eat my three thousand Zen staff first." ”

After speaking, the Tianjian monk waved his hand, a purple gold stalk, with thirteen pimples on it, which was inlaid with a golden relics scepter, and a four-faced Buddha statue was carved on the head, and a Zen staff appeared in his hand. With a slight wave of this Zen staff, it shot out thousands of golden lights, faintly accompanied by thunder, and looked so majestic, not evil.

The old Taoist priest raised his head weakly, and his shriveled lips opened slightly, and he could see that he had no teeth, and he was really miserable old. He said in the voice of the dying old ghost, who finally let out a breath, and said in a dead voice: "Ah, monk, the old man is just a janitor, I heard that you are going to our house to rob things, aren't you going out with an iron whip to beat robbers? ”

He looked up to the sky and sighed: "Old, too old, how old am I this year?" Well, when Li Laojun tamed the green ox, I watched him come out of the pot, and I also watched ...... Oh, yes, when Jiang Ziya was a god, I was still next to him holding the incense candle...... Also, when Emperor Xuanyuan killed Chiyou, I helped him drive the horse and let the five horses of Chiyou be divided...... Well, think about it again, by the way, I remembered that when Nuwa Niangniang created a man, I was there to help her and the mud. ”

Tens of thousands of people were stunned, and everyone opened their mouths wide and couldn't speak. For a long time, the Heavenly Threshold Monk suddenly hugged his stomach and burst out with a crazy laugh, and his saliva splashed at the Boundless Ancestor and laughed wildly: "Everyone, listen, we have met amazing people, ah, we have fucking met living immortals." That's amazing, we're so lucky today. ”

The old man tilted his head and looked at the Heavenly Threshold layman, and said slowly: "Little monk, how about you let me beat you with a whip? If a whip can't kill you, I won't care about this idle matter." If you don't dare to take my whip, you will obediently go back overseas, and don't go to death, okay? More than 20,000 of you, all of us will be killed at once, but we will also be guilty of heinous crimes. Even if the catastrophe comes, we won't be able to get any benefits. ”

Dan Qingsheng's heart moved slightly, and he whispered: "You can't let this old man fight." I always thought he was weird. ”

The Heavenly Threshold Monk heard Dan Qingsheng's words, but he didn't take it to heart. The old man in front of him, the skills he showed were very ordinary, he didn't have any powerful aura on his body, he was just an ordinary cultivator. This person should be used by the Central Plains Daomen to scare himself, right?

Boundless Ancestor, they looked at each other for a long time and nodded slowly. A real person said in a deep voice: "Tianji, let him beat him and see what he can do to you." Using your strongest vajra protector should be a magic weapon that is invincible to all evils, and it is useless to you, so what if you let him fight it? With that, he took off his hand and flew out of a thin, thin milky white gauze and threw it into the hands of the Heavenly Threshold Layman.

The old man tilted his head, twisted his shoulders, nodded, and said weakly, "Are you ready......?" Your turtle cover, all that, get ready. My whip doesn't look like it's hitting the eye, but there are tens of thousands of lives underneath. He shook the iron whip, and suddenly anyone with sharp eyes could see that rust had fallen on it, and such a whip had killed tens of thousands of people?

The Heavenly Threshold Monk quacked and laughed, he released the Aurora Mask first, and suddenly ninety-nine layers of colorful glow enveloped his body. His own mouth erupted, and seven relics erupted, swirling around his body, bringing out golden light. The originally fat body suddenly swelled, and a piece of muscle appeared on his body, and he quickly doubled in height and became a big man with knotted muscles. The Zen staff flew above his head with a thousand thunderbolts, like a dragon protecting his top door.

The old man raised his whip and asked very seriously, "Are you really not afraid that I am going to beat you?" The whip killed tens of thousands of people. ”

The Heavenly Threshold Lay Man laughed wildly: "I'm not afraid, I'm not afraid. The Aurora Mask can even block the Heavenly Fire Meteorite, what is this little whip of you? Even if the Buddha and my own King Kong are not bad, and you don't have the strength of tens of thousands of catties, you don't want to move me, I'm not afraid of you hitting me. ”

The whip was raised, and the old man tilted his head and asked, "Are you really not afraid of the beating?" His hand slowly put down and said very seriously: "You better leave the Central Plains, you will definitely die if I come down with this whip." It's been a long time since I've been bloody, and I don't want to kill anyone...... Are you really not afraid?"

The Heavenly Threshold Lay Priest was even more convinced that this old man was a bluff liar, and he laughed wildly again and again, and his body swelled even more, where would he listen? Boundless Ancestor, they and the Heavenly Threshold Lay Priest also had the same thoughts, and couldn't help but smile, shaking their heads again and again, sneering at the Central Plains Daomen, who did not dare to face the enemy head-on, but sent such an old antique to deceive people, where is there still a little bit of the demeanor of a cultivator?

The old man let out a long sigh and took a long breath. He said slowly, "Then I'll fight." ”

As soon as the words fell, the old man changed. His originally old body was like a withered thatch touching nectar, the shriveled muscles swelled up, the black old skin became oily, moist, white as jade, the body became straight, and the dim eyes shot out two sharp lightnings, the whole person instantly became hundreds of years younger, and he had become a fairy-like old fairy-like figure. His washed transparent robe also emitted a thousand millimeters of light, and patches of finely embroidered clouds appeared on it, and wisps of light flowed out between the light and shadow.

The black iron whip also suddenly emitted a strong golden light, with a mysterious depth, as if the wonderful music from the primeval came out from above. Countless tiny images of golden-armored gods appeared in the air. There was a loud howl around the whip.

Boundless Ancestor, Yiqi Zhenren, Lu Lingzi and others stiffened, especially Lu Lingzi let out a terrible howl: "Oh my God, hit the divine whip." Why is this thing still in the world?"

With a 'snap' sound, the whip fell, and the ninety-nine layers of the aurora shield were easily shattered, and the Zen staff was even more beaten, and the seven relics were shattered one after another, and the head of the Heavenly Threshold Monk was like a rotten watermelon. was beaten by 10,000 points, and I didn't know how far I shot my brain. His body also seemed to be gently rubbed by hundreds of Tarzans, and with a 'poof' sound, it exploded into countless plasma and flew out. Before his primordial spirit could fly, he was shrouded in those golden lights, and thunder and fire suddenly appeared in the air. The Heavenly Threshold Lay Priest didn't even come out, and he was already beaten to pieces.

Lu Lingzi screamed, stretched out his paws, and grabbed at the old man. The antlers on his forehead had grown tenfold larger, and countless thunderbolts slashed down at the old man's chest with infinite strength. Lu Lingzi had already recovered his body, and a huge fairy deer screamed and slammed into the old man's chest. Yuan Dan, who had cultivated for thousands of years, was spewed out of his body, dripping with a large golden light, shooting out countless earth, fire, water, and wind power, and pressed down like a mountain.

The old man sighed slightly, and with a look of compassion on his face: "Deer Spirit, Deer Spirit, you have escaped the battle of the gods, but today you have to find the door by yourself, why bother?

He said the words of compassion, but the movements in his hands were extremely vicious, so he watched his hand shake, and the iron whip smashed down Lu Lingzi's huge body, like a feather, where can he withstand the bombardment of this ancient artifact, Yuan Dan broke his brain, and Yuan Shen just flew out, and was bombarded by this old man's punch on Yuan Ying, and suddenly Lu Lingzi let out a miserable howl, and also followed in the footsteps of the heavenly threshold.

The two masters were smashed to pieces by this strange old man's two whips, and suddenly the Boundless Ancestor was frightened and took a few steps back in a hurry. The old man squinted his eyes, and a sharp cold light shot out of his eyes, and he said coldly: "You demon cubs are cultivating overseas, so you have to come to the Central Plains to ask for wildfires. It doesn't hurt to come to the Central Plains for sightseeing, but it is a capital crime to let the Central Plains be surrounded by war. You also want to attack Emei Qingcheng, these sects are also not upright, as cultivators, you hook up with the mundane, and you should be taught a lesson. ”

His tone became extremely harsh: "But you have already robbed their mountain gate, but you still have to kill them all, this is not right." Especially since you have already occupied the famous mountains and rivers in the southwest, but you still want to eradicate our Miao descendants of the Central Plains Daomen, your intentions are too vicious. Don't blame the old man, I was vicious, I couldn't bear it, and forced me to break through the level and kill people. ”

A real person trembled all over, and roared violently: "Your fellow Daoists will kill this old Wang Ba first." His two black and white rays of light flew out of his hands and bombarded the old man.

The Boundless Ancestor roared, opened his mouth, and spewed out a small vermilion jade piece, which rose in the wind and became a huge jade boat, carved with countless rune patterns, and hundreds of millions of thunderbolts bombarded down, and the power was incomparable.

Huang Fengdaoren and other old monsters also shot at the same time, and suddenly a strong attack slammed towards the old Dao in the chest, just see that Dao thunder flashing, and the land within a radius of a hundred miles trembled, and knew how powerful this blow was, even if it was Da Luo Jinxian, I was afraid that it would be destroyed by the joint efforts of more than a dozen of his old monsters.

The old man's face became serious, and he waved the Divine Whip with all his might, driving the True Yuan in his body and the Boundless Ancestor and the others to collide hard.

There was a 'buzz' sound, and the sky became bright at dusk. A huge mushroom cloud rose from the ground, and thousands of acres of trees below were destroyed, and countless fires were seen emerging from the mountain forest, and countless birds and beasts screamed and fled in confusion, but I don't know how many creatures were destroyed by this blow.

The Boundless Ancestor, they just shook slightly, and the old man spurted three mouthfuls of blood, and then returned to his old appearance, dragging the whip and turning around and running. The Dao robe on his body had become a rag and was so tattered that it didn't look like a rag. If it weren't for the power of this blow, which was too powerful to offset the power of ninety percent of the power, the old man would have died more than ten times.

Seeing that the Infinite Ancestor had won their victory, the morale of the overseas cultivators suddenly rose. They firmly believed that the Central Plains Daomen was just relying on a first-class treasure, which made a secret calculation of the Heavenly Threshold Monk and Lu Lingzi, and the true strength of the Central Plains Daomen was still inferior to theirs, and under the stimulation of a perverted fanaticism, they rushed forward, and they had to put the old man to death.

On the mountain more than 100 miles away, Yuan Sheng stood on the top of the mountain with the four-phase battle general to watch the excitement. When he saw that the old man had fought hard with more than a dozen people of the Boundless Ancestor with the Divine Whip, he couldn't help but admire: "Wonderful, the Central Plains Daomen is really hiding the dragon and crouching tiger." Isn't this old guy's Taoism already having the strength of a fairy? His magic weapon is even more powerful. Wonderful. Qinglong, do you say that this group of fools overseas this time is dead or alive?"

The Qinglong Warlord snorted for a while, and then said: "I'm afraid that the Central Plains Daomen won't go all out to fight with them, right?" The people of the Central Plains Daomen are used to sweeping the snow in front of the door and taking care of others, I'm afraid that they won't go out to be a powerful person. ”

Yuan Sheng tilted his head, and a treacherous light flashed in his eyes. "No, it's not up to them. Let's see, these overseas fools are going to run into a big iron plate, hehe, if they don't hit their heads and break the bloodstream, they won't be sober. Eh, poor and pitiful, the Central Plains Daomen is going to open a killing ring, in fact, I really hope that they can lose both, but this time, it is estimated that the Central Plains Daomen will not kill or injure many people. ”

Suzaku asked puzzledly: "Lord, why is this? Although there are many people in the Central Plains Daomen, it is impossible to say that there will not be too many casualties, right? ”

Yuan Sheng's expression was very strange, he sighed softly, shook his head and said, "Look at it, go further, but this is where Gu Chaoge is." The final battlefield of the Battle of the Gods is there...... Lu Lingzi, the only one who knew about this, was killed by that old guy, and it is estimated that overseas casual cultivators will suffer a wrongful loss, or the kind of big loss that will never be born. ”

The four generals glanced at each other and didn't understand what Yuan Sheng meant. What about the ancient Chaoge? The army of the Confessional Sect met in the First Battle of the Gods, and the Central Plains Daomen completely annihilated the elite of the sect under the Chaoge City, this is something they knew, but isn't there something strange left in the ancient Chaoge? Otherwise, how could this group of loose cultivators overseas be killed so easily?

Yuan Sheng suddenly frowned and shouted in a low voice, "Hurry up, someone is coming...... It's no wonder he has ...... on him There is actually a magic weapon of the same grade as the mountain and river community map, but the breath of the magic weapon is more powerful and more incredible than the mountain and river community map. The Central Plains Daomen is really on fire, Wuya, these juniors are finished, they are dead, let's go. ”

Yuan Sheng's hand shook, and suddenly the five people disappeared. I heard Yuan Sheng's somewhat depressed voice stayed: "I also said that with the help of the mountains and rivers of the society, I hid next to watch the excitement, but since that magic weapon came out, I'm afraid it won't work, as long as he moves, no matter how well we hide, we will be swept in, and we will lose it, and we can't see such a lively ...... To say that we can take advantage of the chaos to steal a few yuan babies, but it is another good pill to refine. ”

The five of them disappeared, and a young man in a green robe with a small gold seal hanging from his waist and a strange third eye on his forehead, along with a few companions, smiled and followed a gust of wind to the top of the hill.

The young man smiled and said to the hunchbacked old man beside him: "Zhang Zhenren, I really don't want to go on a killing spree, so why don't you ask Zhang Zhenren to persuade them again? Once the Nine Dragons Heavenly Fire Array moves, the immortals can't escape." ”

The hunchbacked old man was Zhang Sanfeng, who was rescued by the dust, he smiled bitterly, looked at the more than 20,000 sword lights that flew forward with great momentum, and said helplessly: "That's it, I'm an old madman, and I will be a good person again...... This time, my old madman is going to die in the world. What is the name of his mother's 100,000-strong army besieging Wudang Mountain?"

Shaking his head helplessly, Zhang Sanfeng raised a golden light and chased after him, as if his Taoism had made great progress, that is, in two or three breaths, he had already caught up with the army of overseas cultivators. Isn't this three points faster than those scattered immortals?

Zhang Sanfeng's unique laugh and scolding sounded: "Hey, the filial sons and grandsons in front, don't be busy rushing to die...... If you don't look back when you see a dead end, you can't be a donkey?"

Countless people exclaimed, more than 20,000 sword lights stopped at the same time, and nearly 50,000 eyes looked at Zhang Sanfeng deadly.