My God of Wealth, Zhao Gongming, would rather die than be in the mountains

Chapter 283 Kill!face to face kill
I saw that Dongyue Great Emperor, Taishan Zhengshen, slapped the third prince of Bing Linggong on the face at this time.

A blood-red mark suddenly appeared on the latter's originally white and tender face.

Looking at his father blankly, the third prince was terrified.

My father had never treated him like this before, why did he suddenly do this today?

His eyes were full of disbelief, even a little wronged?
However, he saw that Dongyue Emperor knelt down directly, bent down and kowtowed three times and worshiped Zhao Lang nine times.

Zhao Lang looked at him indifferently.

"Sage Zhao, I didn't know you came, so I'm sorry to welcome you. This son is naughty by nature. Please discipline me when I go back!"

Come here?
Is it useful?
Zhao Lang smiled lightly and still did not speak.

However, Emperor Dongyue glared fiercely at the third prince Bing Linggong. The latter's legs softened, as if a powerful spiritual force held him down and pushed him to the ground!

"What are you doing? I won't kneel down to him!"

The third prince roared.

Emperor Dongyue was furious.

"Presumptuous! See if I don't punish you for ten thousand years of confinement!"

Closed for thousands of years?

It sounds like a long time.

It would take tens of thousands of years for Zhao Lang to comprehend a supernatural power casually.

A ten-thousand-year confinement will push away all the crimes?
This is too perfunctory.

Zhao Lang didn't speak, but Yun Jianzhong couldn't help it.

Even in the face of Emperor Dongyue, he was still outspoken.

"Ten thousand years of confinement? Do you know what he did? Robbing other people's spiritual roots, causing countless people to commit suicide because they couldn't accept the fading of their spiritual power! These lives must be repaid by him!"

Emperor Dongyue frowned, ignored what Guan Yunjian said, but continued to ask the third prince to kowtow to Zhao Lang above the sky.

However, although the third prince couldn't help himself, he couldn't stop talking.

"Hehe, boy, just wait, when I finish the closed-door confinement, I will be the first to find you, and I will let you die without a burial! Just wait!"

It was whispering on the mouth, although it was not easy to detect, it was still clearly captured by Zhao Lang.

Finally, at this moment, Zhao Lang spoke slowly.

"Into the Six Realms of Reincarnation, rebuild your spiritual root, the most important thing is to rebuild your mind."

A faint voice came down, and the lingering sound above the stage lingered like the sound of heaven.

This sentence is like a thunder piercing through the ears!
Although the third prince was still clamoring, his father, Emperor Dongyue, raised his head in astonishment.

Is my own face not worth the advice of these ordinary people?

This is a bit too underestimated for him!

I think he is also a quasi-sage who has attained enlightenment since the Lich catastrophe. There are countless friends in the prehistoric world, even Zhen Yuanzi should give him a little face.

How could Saint Zhoushan look down on him so much this week?

Thinking of this, Emperor Dongyue slowly got up.

After the spiritual power was withdrawn, the third prince also felt the pressure on his body disappear.

After stroking the dust on his body, Emperor Dongyue said calmly.

"Sage Zhoushan, are you really not going to give me a little face?"

In the voice, it is not difficult to hear some anger.

Zhao Lang almost didn't laugh out loud.

When is a quasi-sage, and I have to give him face?
"You Dongyue Great Emperor Taishan God, you eat incense from the world and are worshiped by the common people, yet you don't do any serious business and spoil your son."

Zhao Lang cited his crimes one by one. It sounds like there are indeed many inappropriate places.

Maybe it was intentional, maybe it was unintentional, but this is still the responsibility of his Emperor Dongyue Taishan.

must bear.

Hearing Zhao Lang's casual words, Emperor Dongyue's face gradually became gloomy.

"What's the point of talking to him, father, let me test how deep the water is for you first! How capable is Zhao Gongming!"

Suddenly, the third prince Bing Linggong did something that no one thought of.

With the blessing of spiritual power, his stature exploded in vain!
The speed is as fast as lightning, and Da Luo Jinxian's spiritual power is undoubtedly displayed!

"I really don't know whether to live or die."

Zhao Lang smiled helplessly, and only raised his brows when he watched him showcasing infinite spiritual power to come to Shenqiantu.

boom!
A huge golden wheel appeared and smashed down towards the third prince!

The latter was shocked, but before he could react, he was smashed into ashes on the spot!
You can't even enter the six realms of reincarnation!

Emperor Dongyue was taken aback.

"Why hurt my son!"

Almost roaring, he crazily displayed quasi-spiritual power!

Immediately above the sky, infinite spiritual power poured into his hands!
Do you really not know how many catties a sage has or has no brains?
This is Zhao Gongming, the sage of Zhoushan!

A Daoist saint who is stronger than Hongjun!

"Isn't this courting death?"...

The mortals around were talking about it.

Even they know the saying that all saints are ants.

A Dongyue Great Emperor who has lived for countless thousands of years doesn't even know about it?

Even a god at the peak of quasi-sage, in front of a saint, will die with just a flick of his fingers.

"Do you know that we are all gods listed in the heavenly court! You are contemptuous of Tianwei and don't pay attention to the heavenly court! Zhao Gongming!"

Emperor Dongyue's spiritual power had already been exhausted, looking at Zhao Lang above the sky, the pain of losing his son could not be subsided for a long time.

"So you are relying on this?"

Zhao Lang said casually.

No wonder Tianting didn't send anyone for a long time, it turned out that they didn't want to attack their own people.

Jade Emperor, Jade Emperor, you have changed too!

With a cold snort, Zhao Lang finally made up his mind to kill.

However, since his cultivation was not easy, he still asked a question.

"Do you think that your countless thousands of years of cultivation will be destroyed in one day?"

As he spoke, he lightly waved his hand, piercing the infinite void in front of him with his fingertips, drawing out the spiritual power of the Dao of Chaos, lingering around him!
To deal with a peak quasi-sage, Zhao Lang didn't even need to summon the rest of his spiritual power.

I don't believe it, the Jade Emperor dares to come to Zhou Shanzong to ask the ancestor if I am guilty of this matter?
At this time, Hongjun didn't dare to be presumptuous towards Zhao Lang anymore, no matter in terms of cultivation or status, Zhao Lang was far higher than him.

After all, Hongjun has not joined the Dao yet, and even if he does, the next level will be the body of the law of immortality that will become a sage of heaven, and become one of the ten elders of the Dao Palace.

But Zhao Lang was already one of them at this time.

In terms of cultivation base and status, he is higher than Hongjun.

Does Qi Daotong dare to be presumptuous?

"Old Ancestor, today, I must let you be punished."

Thinking of this, Zhao Lang slowly pressed his palm in front of him.

Pangu opened the palm of the sky!

With the palm out, an infinite and chaotic spiritual force condensed under the body into a powerful lawful air mass, mixed with several golden lights, which is as long as ten thousand feet in length and width!
This is still afraid of accidentally hurting the people, so they only go to Mount Tai.

If Zhao Lang thought about it, Pangu Kaitian Palm's real palm at this time might be able to split the Divine Land directly!
For Emperor Dongyue, this magic power was like being hit by a bolt from the blue!
Lifting his hand lightly, he pulled the lower cloud sword onto the cloud, and the latter looked at his peerless and powerful master in astonishment.

stunned……

Shocked, appalled, terrified, unbelievable...

All of a sudden, various thoughts surged wildly in his mind!

Constantly stirring his mind, subverting his perception of a saint!
Even Emperor Dongyue was shocked at this moment!
It's not that he hasn't met other saints, and he also knows what the saint's cultivation base and spiritual power are probably.

Although scary, but such a scary thing is the first time I have seen it!
Seeing him with a lot of thoughts, waves of turmoil arose in his heart, and he felt unbelievable!

Finally at this moment, Emperor Dongyue's solemn and proud eyes were filled with infinite awe, and even a little panic!
This is the Great Dao Saint who has fought against the Chaos Demon God and won!
I was so dazed that I pretended to be powerful in front of this Daoist sage!
It is true that there is no life or death!

In the face of death, he finally woke up.

Yet at this moment.

A spiritual power came out!
boom!
The golden seal of ten thousand zhang Buddha's light appeared, stopping Zhao Lang's careless magic power!

Zhao Lang was not surprised.

Because he had already noticed that one.

"Since you're here, why don't you show up?"

The voice fell, and one person slowly descended to the top of Mount Tai.

Exactly!

With a smile all over his face, Zhunti looked at Zhao Lang.

"This person has a predestined relationship with my Buddha, why don't you let me bring him back to Lingshan and ask him to convert to Buddhism! Wouldn't it be kind?"

How easy is it to meet people?

Or is it that the Western religion placed it in the heavenly court?

With a sweep of the divine sense, the cause and effect are clear.

This Emperor Dongyue really has a lot to do with Western Jiaozhunti.

No wonder he was so confident just now, it turns out that there are also saints behind him.

Yun Jianzhong was dumbfounded at this moment.

He didn't expect that because his spiritual roots were taken away, so many powerful and powerful people could be involved?
Thinking of this, he looked hesitantly at his master, but Zhao Lang's eyes told him that there was no need to shrink back.

Emperor Dongyue was overjoyed to see Zhunti coming.

"Zhun mention the saint! My son was killed by Zhao Gongming, and I hope the saint will make the decision for me!"

As he spoke, he fell to his knees respectfully, completely without the arrogance he had just had.

However, Zhunti looked at Zhao Lang with a trace of nervousness evident in his eyes.

Because of the spiritual power in the latter's body, he felt the coercion of a saint who was stronger than himself, even stronger than his senior brother who led the Taoist!
Just now, Zhao Lang's inadvertent burst of mana almost exhausted all the spiritual power in his body before it was stopped!
What kind of terrifying cultivation is this?
Why did Zhao Gongming cultivate so terrifyingly in such a short time!
Although shocked in his heart, Zhunti still smiled.

"How can a sage meddle in prehistoric matters? Just let them resolve the struggle between them!"

Although the smile was extremely false, Zhao Lang could still hear a hint of sarcasm in his words.

Hongjun didn't dare to come out and call out.

You, an ordinary sage of heaven, dare to talk to my ancestor like this?
Thinking of this, Zhao Lang immediately did something that shocked everyone!

(End of this chapter)