The quasi-Daoist didn't care, and said lightly: "Since this is the case, please also ask Lingxiao Daoist friends to cut their love and give the reincarnation black lotus to the poor Dao, but this treasure is related to the poor Dao." "The people of Zhun Ti Dao knew that there was little hope for today's treasure, but they didn't want to give up, and they still made their last efforts.

When Lingbao Daojun heard this, his already high anger could no longer be suppressed: "Fate? Ling Xiao almost laughed when he saw it on the side, and said in his heart, don't you like to say that there is fate, and now I will ask you to taste this fate yourself, and see how you say it.

The smile on the corner of the Quasi-Daoist man's mouth froze on his face, he never thought that Lingbao Daojun would use his own words against him, even if he was dissatisfied in his heart, but he was already injured at this time, I was afraid that he would not be able to defeat him.

Zhun Ti pulled out a smile that was more ugly than crying: "Shangqing Daoist friends said that they laughed, this Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree is a Daoist thing of the poor Dao, how can it be fated with Daoist friends, such jokes will be mentioned in the future." ”

Lingbao Daojun said coldly: "Your Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree is related to your enlightenment, and the reincarnation of the black lotus is also related to the enlightenment of Lingxiao's disciples after the future. Today, if I don't teach you a lesson, it will seem that I have no one in the East, and Sanqing is easy to deceive. ”

After saying no more, he stepped forward and took out a small purple hammer with a whole body, surrounded by electric light, Ling Xiao knew that it was the purple electric hammer that broke through the clouds when Lingbao Daojun saved himself.

The purple electric hammer flew into the air, changed into the size of a small mountain, one after another Zixiao divine thunder, like a dragon, hit Zhun Ti, Zhun Ti Shen Thunder attacked, did not dare to slack off, Qibao Miao Tree sacrifice in the air, the wind rose, the golden light was like a mountain, facing the Zixiao divine thunder, the divine thunder and the golden light collided, only to see the golden light shining, purple thunder splashing. In the first encounter, there was no winner or loser, and no one was left behind.

Lao Tzu next to him saw Lingbao Daojun attacking Zhun Ti, and he also sneered: "Pick up the Taoist friends, just now you and I don't have to win or lose, come and come, poor Dao will come and learn the magical powers of Taoist friends." Speaking of Ling Xiao, his subordinates showed no mercy.

Three thousand dust silk roots like a sharp sword, swept to the lead, the face of the lead was sad, the blue lotus treasure color flag was sacrificed, the flag showed a moment of fighting big relics, forty-eight relics of the Yuan light crisscrossed the north and south, protecting the body. The dust is waved rapidly, and the three thousand dust silks are like snowflakes, and the five-colored lotus flowers protect the dust silk and do not leave the dust.

Seeing this, Lao Tzu snorted coldly, took out the banana fan, fanned a few fans in a row, and Nanming left the fire like a cloud, and burned towards the lead.

Just about to change the offensive, the five-colored lotus flower on the dust whisk has been shattered by Lao Tzu's dust silk, and his own lead dust has been burned to ashes.

Lao Tzu smiled when he saw this: "Pick up the Taoist friends, you can't help but use this dust, such a small fire can be burned to ashes, if it is a poor road, it will be abandoned long ago, hahahaha." ”

Hearing this, he was also so angry that his face turned red, his dust whisk is not an innate thing, but he has been using it since he was transformed, and he has been practicing Western magic for many years, which is also extraordinary, but how can he block the flames of this innate spiritual treasure banana fan?

On the other side, Lingbao Daojun held a purple electric hammer, turned into the size of three zhang, grabbed it in his hand, kept smashing wildly, and the quasi-Daoist had a Qibao Miao Tree Brush that was impermeable, dripping and absorbing, blocking all the Zixiao Divine Thunder.

Dao Jun saw that he couldn't mention it with the purple electric hammer alone, and took out a treasure from his sleeve, but a Ba Zhun Ti Daoist didn't care, and re-talked about the topic: "In this case, please also ask Ling Xiao Dao friends to cut their love and give the reincarnation black lotus to the poor Dao, but this treasure is related to the poor Dao." "The people of Zhun Ti Dao knew that there was little hope for today's treasure, but they didn't want to give up, and they still made their last efforts.

Lingbao Daojun heard that Zhun Ti was still a thief, and his already high anger could no longer be suppressed: "Fate? ”

Ling Xiao on the side almost laughed when he saw this. The heart said that you don't like to say that there is a fate, and now my master will also tell you a fate, see how you say it.

The smile on the corner of the Quasi-Ti Daoist's mouth froze on his face, he couldn't have imagined that Lingbao Daojun would use his own words to deal with him, he could only pull out a smile that was more ugly than crying, "Shangqing Daoist said that it was funny, this Seven Treasure Wonderful Tree is a Daoist thing of the poor Dao, how can it be fated with Daoist friends, don't mention such jokes in the future." ”

Lingbao Daojun said angrily: "That Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree is related to your enlightenment after speaking, and the reincarnation of the black lotus is also related to the enlightenment of Lingxiao's disciples after speaking. Today, if I don't teach you a lesson, it will seem that I have no one in the East, and Sanqing is easy to deceive. ”

As soon as his figure turned, Lingbao Daojun stepped forward and took out a palm-sized hammer from his sleeve. The whole body was purple, surrounded by electric light, and Ling Xiao knew that it was the purple electric hammer that broke through the clouds when Lingbao Daojun saved himself.

Lingbao Daojun sacrificed the purple electric hammer in the air, turning it into the size of a small mountain, one by one Zixiao Divine Thunder, not wanting money, bombarded Zhun Ti, Zhun Ti did not dare to slack off, Lingbao Daojun is not like Ling Xiao, if it is not for cultivation, he is even stronger than himself.

Also the Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree was sacrificed, turned into a thousand zhang in the air, the golden light skyrocketed, like a mountain, facing the Zixiao Divine Thunder, the divine thunder and the golden light collided, the sound in the air was unconscious, the golden light was shining, and the purple thunder splashed. Obviously, the first time they met, they didn't win or lose, and no one was left behind.

Lao Tzu next to him saw Lingbao Daojun attacking Zhun Ti, and let out a sneer: "Pick up the Daoyou, just now you and I don't have to win or lose, come and come, and the poor Dao will come to teach the Daoist friends again." As he spoke, he showed no mercy in his hands, and the three thousand dust threads swept towards the guide like a sharp sword.

The face of the guide is sad, and the blue lotus treasure color flag is sacrificed, and the flag shows a moment of fighting big relics, and forty-eight relics are radiant to the north and south, protecting the body. The dust in his hand waved sharply, and the three thousand dust silk were like snowflakes, and the five-colored lotus flower protected the dust silk and did not dare to leave the dust.

Seeing this, Lao Tzu snorted secretly, took out the banana fan, fanned a few fans, Nanming away from the fire like a cloud, covering the sky, rolling to the lead, when the fire cloud was about to come, the dust in Lao Tzu's hand came first.

First, the five-colored lotus flower protected by the dust whisk was crushed, and then the dust silk was burned into ashes with Nanming Lihuo.

Lao Tzu laughed: "Pick up the Taoist friends, your dust is too hard to use, such a small fire can be burned to ashes, if it is a poor road, it will be abandoned long ago, hahahaha." ”

After hearing this, his face turned red with anger, his dust whisk is not an innate thing, but it has been used since his own transformation, and after countless thousands of years of long-term tempering, it is not extraordinary, but how to block the flames of this innate spiritual treasure banana fan?

On the other side, Lingbao Daojun held a purple electric hammer, turned into the size of three zhang, held it in his hand, and kept smashing wildly, a good quasi-Taoist A Qibao Miao Tree Brush is impermeable, dripping water, from time to time in the condensation of some Ten Thousand Buddha Golden Needles to counterattack, for a while it does not leak the defeat elephant.

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