Intercept the second disciple

Chapter 267
Only the saint can stand against the saint.

Therefore, even though there are countless beliefs in the world, the statue can only accept Zhunti's two moves.

Under the wonderful tree of the seven treasures in Zhunti, the body of the statue turned into countless tiny particles and scattered into the wild land.

Every tiny particle is the crystallization of countless beliefs, and every crystallization emits colorful light.

Dazzling, charming and gorgeous!

The statue was originally a clay sculpture, but when it fell, it radiated the most dazzling light!

From clay to human is a process.

From human to clay is a cycle of reincarnation.

The human body of the statue, which took countless years to cultivate, was smashed by Zhunti, but the soul of the statue was full of smiles before entering reincarnation.

"Daoist, you didn't ask me to come, but I didn't come here without the Taoist. I came here not only for the Taoist, but also to follow my heart."

He used to answer questions for all sentient beings, and has always been regarded as the incarnation of Xu Siyuan.

"But only today, follow my heart and live for me."

"Master Dao, although the time is short, I have truly lived!"

Zhunti broke his physical body, but also broke his shackles in the world.

From now on, he just needs to be him!

The idol Yuanshen bowed to Xu Siyuan and entered reincarnation.

Zhunti could easily smash the primordial spirit of the statue, but Zhunti didn't want to delay any longer, and Zhunti shot towards Xu Siyuan.

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Outside Jin'ao Island, Yuan Yuan threw the Chaos Banner into the void. Without the Chaos Banner, Yuan Yuan could no longer receive Tong Tian's sword, so Yuan Yuan had to make way for Tong Tian.

Looking at Tong Tian's leaving back, Yuan Yuan asked Lao Tzu: "Senior Brother, did you try your best just now?"

Laozi replied: "The lion may not be able to stop the raging bison, not to mention that Tongtian is not weaker than me. Since the senior brother helped you, he never held back."

Yuan was dubious, but Yuan finally sighed: "I'm too weak!"

The three Qings were all transformed by Pangu Yuanshen, but the second senior brother Yuan Yuan became the weakest existence among the three Qings.

He was also very uncomfortable in his original heart.

Therefore, no matter whether Lao Tzu goes out or not, he has no right to criticize him. He is the one who can't stop Tong Tian.

Lao Tzu paused for a moment and still said to Yuan Yuan: "Junior brother, the Dao ancestor is so afraid of Po Meng's sanctification, but because Po Meng is the blood of the Father God."

Lao Tzu didn't go on, there are some things that need to be pointed out. Although Taoist ancestors are in charge of Honghuang, Pangu is the real master of Honghuang.

If Pangu's descendants join hands with Pangu Yuanshen, the prehistoric world will change again.

Yuanyuan looked at Lao Tzu and sighed: "It is known as the Sanqing, but it has long been divorced from virtue!"

"Furthermore, the two sects of explaining and intercepting have not yet decided the winner." Yuanyuan said seriously: "Senior brother, I don't want to retreat, and there is no way out!"

Lao Tzu was silent for a moment and said: "Senior brother promised to fight for you three times, if you still want me to do it, it will be the second time."

To continue to attack is of course to join forces to kill Xu Siyuan.

Yuanyuan thought for a moment and shook his head, "Tongtian still has Zhuxian Sword Formation yet to come out, and the Zhuxian Sword Formation cannot be broken without the Four Saints. Tongtian has already arrived at Xu Siyuan's side, and it is not difficult for Tongtian to set up a formation to protect Xu Siyuan alone!"

"So junior brother, I'm going to take a walk in Wa Palace." Yuan Yuan said.

"I'm afraid Nuwa won't leave Wa Palace easily for you," Lao Tzu said.

"Then let's go around more, let her Nuwa ask for a price, and I will never fight back." Yuan Yuan said.

Laozi is silent, explaining and explaining, to explain and establish the way.

But Yuanyuan is not as good as Tongtian, and Yuanyuan's disciples seem to be not as good as Tongtian's disciples. If Yuanyuan loses the battle of conferred gods again, Yuanyuan will not only doubt the foundation of his teaching, but also doubt his own way.

So the original can not lose!

The dispute between interpretation and interception is actually a dispute over the Dao!

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The original chaotic streamer came to the void, and Xu Siyuan's primordial spirit immediately turned back into a physical body.

Zhunti's blow has also come to the top of Xu Siyuan's head, and Xu Siyuan's yin and yang life and death are all in front of him, but these alone are still difficult to block the saint's blow.

But Xu Siyuan was not worried, because a sword appeared in front of Xu Siyuan and blocked Zhunti.

This sword strikes first, the sword is majestic and majestic, and the sword intent is unparalleled.

As soon as the sword arrived, a person came to Xu Siyuan.

Dressed in Tsing Yi, he smiled at Xu Siyuan and said, "I have suffered!"

Xu Siyuan smiled and said: "It's not bitter!" Yes, the master is here, so there is no suffering.

Facing a saint, how can it not be bitter, but it is good to live.

Tongtian put away his smile and said to Zhunti: "Zhunti, are you proud of bullying my disciple?"

Tongtian issued a sword.

The third realm of saints coupled with the innate treasure, bullying Zhunti, the weakest of the saints, is really invincible.

The wonderful tree of seven treasures was blown away by Tongtian, and Zhunti did not have a good defensive treasure on him.

Facing the sword that reaches the sky, Zhunti can only use his own magic power to block it.

Zhu Xianjian broke through Zhun Ti's protective spiritual power, the blade was stained with blood, and a severed finger fell to the ground.

This is the finger of the saint!

My disciple cuts off your dharma body, and I will cut off your real body.

Then Tongtian retracted his sword and looked at Xu Siyuan with a smile:

"Follow me as a teacher... back to the island!"

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In the way of heaven.

The sentient beings are invisible, otherwise the sentient beings will be amazed that the Dao ancestor was also injured, and the Dao ancestor was also in a panic.

Daozu opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood. It was very difficult to be injured in the realm of Daozu, but all injuries were caused by Yuanyuan.

In order to prevent Po Meng from being sanctified, Hongjun left his back to Luo Hu, and Hongjun was hit by Luo Hu.

Don't look at Hongjun who suppressed the soon-to-be sanctified Meng Po as soon as he returned to Honghuang, but Hongjun is actually having a hard time.

After all, Hongjun has not really detached himself.

Hongjun spat out another mouthful of blood, but Hongjun smiled and said, "Pangu, Pangu, one day you will no longer be my Hongjun's worry."

"And this day is coming soon!"

"It's just a pity that I hurt the source, and the detachment that was originally scheduled for the next era will be a little more turbulent!"

Hongjun looked at Chaos: "You Luohu hinder me, and I will also make arrangements for you!"

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In the underworld, Po Meng stood up.

She was infinitely close to a saint, but in the end she still fell into the mortal world.

However, Po Meng's body is still surrounded by purple energy, and there are still traces of the Three Thousand Ways on Po Meng's body.

Hundreds of billions of souls in the prehistoric world have no way to seek sages, but her Po Meng once stepped into the realm of sages.

When Granny Meng opened her eyes, everything in the heavens and the underworld seemed to be in her eyes, and she could see everything in the world at a glance.

She was only close to being a saint, but Po Meng didn't have much disappointment on her face. Once Taiyi couldn't become a saint, it is reasonable that she can't become a saint now.

As for injustice?

The Witch Clan has suffered too much injustice!

Po Meng is not a saint, but with the blood essence of thirteen ancestral witches, Po Meng re-cultivated the body of the ancestral witch, and the Pangu brand was once divided into two, and Sanqing got half.

The remaining half belonged to the Twelve Ancestral Witches, and now this half of the Pangu brand was absorbed by Meng Po along with the blood essence of the Twelve Ancestral Witches.

Her Po Meng is not yet a saint, but apart from Dao Patriarch and Demon Patriarch, there is probably no saint who can kill her Po Meng!

"Hongjun, if you can stop me for a while, how can you stop me forever?"

There is infinite pride in Meng Po's heart, so what can she do if she is the ancestor of Taoism!

I wait for the ancestor witch to not listen to your Hongjun's way, and I don't want you to be my teacher, but I wait for my way.

The way we wait comes from Pangu!
At this moment, Meng Po, who was sitting withered on the bridge of Naihe, seemed to have become the queen of ancestors and witches in yellow clothes fluttering and overwhelming!

Some things never change!
Po Meng looked at Hong Huang, a trace of tenderness appeared on Po Meng's face.

"It's a pity that not being sanctified can't help you much after all!"

"You didn't even die when the saint made a move, but you have passed the calamity of conferring the gods!"

"I'm going to retreat and try my best to comprehend the brand of the Father God."

"I used to rush around but couldn't protect hundreds of millions of witches,"

"But when I go out of the underworld again, is it enough for me to protect you alone?"

　Thanks to the book friend yetz, I have nothing to say丨Don’t say a reward

　　
　
(End of this chapter)