Jiuzun asked

"Hoo...." Before Zuo Guan came back to his senses, the junior brother beside him was lying in a pool of blood.

"Xiao Keqing really doesn't take my Shenjun Pavilion seriously in this attack." Zuo Guan said, and the sword moved out half an inch.

"Hmph, the reason why a fly is a fly is that it only understands disgusting people but doesn't know how to restrain itself." Xiao asked, staring coldly at Zuo Guan.

"He just glanced at it, why bother to cripple someone's cultivation." Zuo Guan said, his eyes were already full of hostility.

"The chief disciple of Shenjun Pavilion, do you want to learn from hypocrites?" Xiao asked, glancing at the two of them, and continued: "I can hear what you two are talking about."

As soon as Xiao Wendao finished speaking, Zuo Guan's sword hilt refracted a cold light, which was reflected in Xiao Wendao's eyes.

Murderous, but behind him.

A half-inch long sword tip pierced Xiao Wendao's chest, blood dripped down the blade, and Zuo Guan's eyes were full of sarcasm.

"Do you really think that there will only be one person in my layout? As for bait, I never lack it." Zuo Guan said, but the horizontal sword was aimed at the assassin.

The man's head moved towards the sky, and his body fell at Xiao Wendao's feet, not knowing whether his resentment could make people feel moved.

"When the bait is used up, there is no need to live." Zuo Guan was pondering, watching Xiao Wendao disappear before his eyes.

As soon as he recited the Dao Jue of Three Lives, Xiao asked to stand half a foot away from Zuo Guan again.

Xiao Wen raised the corners of his mouth, and looked at Zuo Guan with a charming chuckle, even the cruel and ruthless him, his back was full of coolness.

Crack...crack...crack!

After clapping three times, a group of people came out of a building, looking at Zuo Guan with disdain.

Zuo Guan saw that this group of people were the disciples of the Shenjun Pavilion, and looked at him with a bad expression.

"Righteous way...evil way. Immortal Zuoguan is really a model of righteous way, the originator of evil way." Xiao asked, walked towards Zuoguan, and patted him on the shoulder a few times.

Zuo Guan turned into petrification, but the jade crown on his head was shattered by Xiao Wendao, and he stood on the spot with disheveled hair.

"Xiao Wendao...you deserve to die." Zuo Guan gritted his teeth and stared at Xiao Wendao, with the long sword in his hand showing murderous aura.

"Fellow Daoist, don't be so poor, do you know how desperate he was when he was killed by you?" Xiao Wen asked, with a look of determination in the corner of his eyes.

"Combined vertically and horizontally." Zuo Guan's killing intent was already aroused, and he raised his sword and came out.

Even the disciples of the Gods and Kings' Pavilion felt a little more fear in their hearts due to the overwhelming killing intent.

"Taishang Shenjun... you traitor, do you want me to kill you?" Xiao Wendao said, Li Huo condensed on Wen Wen's sword, and purple light was shining in his eyes.

For a moment, the sky and the earth were colorless, and there was only a Taoist volleying in the sky on Qianchou Mountain, who was the Supreme God.

"Guan'er... Kneel down." Taishang Shenjun Ling Tian called out.

Zuo Guan's eyes were blood-red and murderous, looking at the figure of the Supreme God in the sky, the killing intent in his eyes faded by seven points.

Bang!

He fell to his knees, but his eyes were full of unwillingness, and there was only unwillingness.

"You are the chief disciple of the Shenjun Pavilion, why do you want to follow the treacherous way? Is the choice to go to heaven really your evil idea?" Taishang Shenjun asked.

This fight caused the people under the Shenjun Pavilion to stop and look.

Zuo Guan raised the corner of his mouth, stared at the ground in a daze, stood up and looked at the Taishang Shenjun and said: "Shenjun, you have been a Shenjun for 4000 years, and you have cultivated to the realm of the earth fairy. As for the choice of Chaotian, the disciple waited." 1000 years. God, 1000 years."

The torrential rain fell in one fell swoop.

"I had a lot of bad luck, but in the end I only made wedding dresses for others. 1000 years ago, there was Duan Dingyao in the Shenjun Pavilion. But 1000 years later, another Xiao asked. Master, you know, if the disciple is still difficult to cultivate In the realm of the Holy Spirit, the disciple only has 300 years of life left. Master... Master can know." Zuo Guan said, looking up to the sky and angrily glaring at the Supreme God.

A torrential rain made the bloody smell around him a lot less.

And in an instant, the smell of blood all over the body made people want to vomit, and the corners of the eyes of the choking person were filled with tears.

The Taishang Shenjun asked Zuoguan to finish what he wanted to say, and then killed him on the spot with a sword, even Yuanying could not escape the execution.

"Xiao Keqing..." the Taishang Shenjun shouted from above the sky, looked at him disdainfully and continued: "It's still according to your wishes."

Xiao Wenwen's fingertips ignited a Lihuo, turning Zuoguan's body into ashes, the corner of his mouth raised and he looked at the Taishang Shenjun and nodded slightly.

The Taishang Shenjun looked at the disciples of the Shenjun Pavilion, and shouted with anger in his eyes: "You don't want to go to the wild land... You still can't see the selection of Chaotian."

In an instant, the disciples of the Shenjun Pavilion scattered like birds and beasts, fleeing into the distance.

But Xiao Wenwen went towards Shenjun Pavilion, stood on Lianyun Peak, and looked down at Guiyi Hall.

Miss Mu'er watched Xiao Wenwen return, she was naturally a little happy in her heart, and said: "Husband, you have won so quickly."

The rest of the people didn't understand why Xiao asked why he returned halfway, but they knew in their hearts that "The Choice of Chaotian" would not be so easy to win.

"Suddenly itchy hands, I want to forge a sword." After Xiao asked, he sat cross-legged on the dojo on Lianyun Peak.

Taiyi Shenjun looked at Xiao Wenwen in Guiyi Hall, with a gleam in his eyes, but he turned a deaf ear and turned a blind eye.

After sacrificing the alchemy furnace, the little fox squatted aside Kongkong, looked at Xiao and asked.

"Dan furnace...do I need dry firewood?" Miss Mu'er asked aloud.

"Where is the use of dry firewood in the refining tool, it is based on vitality to temper the immortal weapon." Qu Guan'er said aside.

Xiao Wen sat cross-legged with his eyes closed, and said, "It's wonderful to refine tools with dry firewood."

When Miss Mu'er heard this, she was naturally overjoyed, she picked up a pile of dry firewood and put it under the alchemy stove, and the fire became even more intense.

Thinking about it, Quenching Jin Jue!

"Ten Thousand Years Stone Crystal... Earth Grade Immortal Treasure... Immortal Lin's Flood Dragon, and a bottle of Xuanling Immortal Liquid." Qu Guan'er muttered.

Miss Mu'er naturally didn't understand, but seeing Xiao Wendao's tricks like a demon, she rested her chin and watched intently.

He raised his sword, but picked the little black dragon Chunchun's arm, and a drop of dragon's blood poured into it.

"Xiao...ask...dao." Chunchun gritted his teeth and breathed fiercely.

Seeing her angry, Miss Mu'er said, "Tonight, I'll cook three animals and five tripods for you, that's great."

The Supreme One God Lord and the Supreme Supreme God Lord watched Xiao Wen practice the sword in front of the Guiyi Hall, and the eyes of the two were thought-provoking.

This refining process lasted day and night, for three days and three nights.

"Junior brother, how many times did you hear thunder last night?" Taiyi Shenjun asked.

"Seventeen tones." Taishang Shenjun replied.

"Based on this, it's 71 thunderbolts. Using the power of heavenly thunder to forge weapons, this Xiao Wenwen's method is really unpredictable." Taiyi Shenjun said.

"Brother, he is practicing a sword, and he seems to be worried about me. That's right, for you and me, it seems that he still doesn't regard the Shenjun Pavilion as a sect." Taishang Shenjun pondered.

"Then, junior brother, do you mean to implicate others?" Taiyi Shenjun asked.

As soon as the Lord Taiyi finished his words, a broken sword stood on the Dongzhi Building, and the word "Ni Lin" was engraved on the broken sword.

And the thunder calamity has risen, covering the sky and the sun!