There is another chapter in the afternoon

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A tiger roared through the Three Realms!

Mo Xuan's whistling sound was entangled with the third Donghuang bell, and he unexpectedly gained the upper hand.

This can't be said to be how powerful Mo Xuan's whistling is, mainly because the bell is not here to deal with him at all, most of the power is consumed on the apricot yellow flag, and what swept him is only the aftermath.

But it was because of his whistling that everything changed.

The whistling sound was entangled with the sound of the Eastern Emperor Bell, and he didn't know what kind of strange reaction it produced, after clearing the sound waves of the surrounding Eastern Emperor Bell, Mo Xuan's whistling sound actually began to spread along the trajectory of the Eastern Emperor Bell to the source of the Eastern Emperor Bell.

To use an inappropriate analogy, the current Donghuang Bell is like a car running forward but constantly leaking gasoline, and Mo Xuan's whistle is like a flame, the flame ignites the gasoline, and burns straight in the direction of the car, which is the Donghuang Bell.

It's so good to die, when Mo Xuan's whistle reached the East Emperor Bell, that Ziwei was starting to knock for the last time.

The fourth bell of the Eastern Emperor.

Jiang Ziya has closed his eyes and is waiting to die, the apricot yellow flag is a good magic weapon, but unfortunately, it can't stop an innate spiritual treasure like the East Emperor Bell.

A tiger roar came from afar, from far and near, like thunder cutting through the sky.

The expected bell of destruction did not appear, but was replaced by a strange noise.

Jiang Ziya opened his eyes in some surprise and saw a scene he will never forget.

An obvious red wave wrapped around the Donghuang Bell, enveloping the Donghuang Bell and Ziwei holding the Donghuang Bell like a whirlwind.

A low, snake-like voice echoed around, and suddenly, the Eastern Emperor Bell vibrated for a moment, but it didn't ring.

At that moment, time had stopped flowing, and the Eastern Emperor Bell sent out an invisible wave that scattered all the red fluctuations around it, and then exploded.

The scope of the fluctuation burst is still small, but it is only a dozen square meters of surrounding places, but it is this ten square meters of places that everything disappears, and even the space bursts open.

As for Ziwei, she didn't have time to make any movements and responses, she turned into powder, and her god was destroyed.

A black spatial crack appeared below the Eastern Emperor Bell, and the surrounding air was sucked in.

If it weren't for the short time that this spatial crack appeared, Jiang Ziya believed that he would also be sucked in.

A small jolt of the Eastern Emperor Bell made up for this spatial crack.

Rao is this Jiang Ziya well-informed, but he is also forgiven by the strange scene that happened in front of him?

His first reaction was that Ziwei's mana was not enough, and he forcibly urged the Donghuang Bell and caused the backlash of this innate spirit treasure, so the god was destroyed, but he immediately denied his thoughts.

He thought of the tiger roar, and thought of the red fluctuations that had just surrounded the Eastern Emperor Bell.

"Isn't it ......!"

Swallowing a mouthful of saliva hard, Jiang Ziya didn't believe his judgment a little, but other than that, there should be no other explanation.

At this moment, a thunderous sound suddenly sounded in his ears.

"If you don't move now, when will you stay?!"

His brain suddenly sobered up, his body straightened, and an innate imperial qi rushed out from the Heavenly Spirit Cover, and with the innate mana that he had cultivated for ten thousand years, a glowing auspicious aura was formed above his head.

At the same time, bursts of thunder also sounded in the distant sky, and the golden auspicious light filled the sky from far and near, and all the creatures in the Three Realms could clearly see that the sky had been completely dyed golden by the golden light.

Bursts of immortal music spread throughout the Three Realms along with auspicious light, as if to indicate something.

"The new Heavenly Emperor has been born......" In the heavenly court, the Jade Emperor reclined on the couch, and a leisurely sigh sounded from his mouth, "I can't imagine it, I really can't imagine that the final outcome will be like this!"

"Heaven's will cannot be violated!" a cold voice came from his side, "No matter who it is, even a saint, if you want to go against the sky, you will have to pay a price!"

"It's not good for you to say that!" the Jade Emperor turned his head with a smile and looked at the peerless Queen Mother beside him, "No matter what, people are also saints!"

The queen mother's face turned cold, she glared at him, did not speak again, got up and left, bringing a gust of incense.

"Cut, woman!" the Jade Emperor looked at the back of the Queen Mother, glanced at the corners of his mouth, and muttered in a low voice that he didn't know what he was muttering.

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"Heaven's will is like a knife!" Thirty-three days away, away from the hated sky, Tushi Palace.

Taishang Laojun, who was kneeling on the futon, opened his eyes slightly, and the dust in his hand shook, and the countless white silks were entangled, turning into a white dragon and going straight to the lower realm.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, a sudden change occurred.

A giant palm fell from the open and slapped the white dragon's body, the dragon couldn't bear the pain, and as soon as his body rolled, it turned into the original dusty appearance.

The giant palm curled up its index finger and flicked the dust away, and the dust followed its original route and returned to the thirty-three days.

Then, with the five fingers of the giant palm, he grabbed the Donghuang Bell and retracted it back into the sky.

Everything calmed down as if nothing had happened.

That Jiang Ziya had just bathed in Heavenly Grace at this time and was promoted to the position of Heavenly Emperor, and before he could make the next move, he was once again stunned by what was happening in front of him.

He knows that whisk dust, it is Laojun's, and Donghuang Zhong is also Laojun's, so it is obvious that the saint who supports Ziwei behind him is Laojun, this is useless, there is no doubt, but whose hand is it?

Jiang Ziya didn't know, but he was sure that it was definitely not his master Yuan Shi Tianzun, and before, his master had also clearly told him that he could only help secretly in this matter at most, and he would definitely not go against Lao Jun openly.

Besides, he has seen the palm of Yuan Shi Tianzun, how can it be so delicate and smooth, like a carefully carved work of art, it is a woman's palm!

A woman's palm?

Only saints are qualified to oppose saints, is it Nuwa?

It's not right, at the end of the battle of the gods, I have seen Nuwa Niangniang, Niangniang's hands are beautiful, where is it so white?

Could it be that for the past 10,000 years, Nuwa Niangniang has been unable to take care of her skin.

Shaking his hand, Jiang Ziya put this ridiculous idea behind him.

So who will it be

He couldn't think of it.

At this time, the dust had flown back thirty-three days away and landed in front of Lao Jun, followed by a soft snort with incomparably coldness.

"Alas..................!" Lao Jun didn't open his eyes, but his eyebrows shook and he sighed.

"It's been 30,000 years, haven't you seen it yet?!!!"

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The Tiger Roar chapter is over, so stay tuned for the next one: When the wind rises in the first chapter of Journey to the West!!

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