The group favors the little ancestor, what's the matter with the billion point dog?

Chapter 21 If you can't kill me today, tomorrow I will make your life worse than death

"Okay, since you want us to do it, then we will listen to you."

The Hammer Gate Sect Master drew out his saber, and threw it in the direction of the black gold iron-eating beast.

Although he was slapped away by the black gold iron eater when he was about to pierce the black gold iron eater's eyes, it was enough to make people startled.

What's more, some people took the opportunity to throw hidden weapons at the black gold iron-eating beast.

Xuanzhu rushed forward frantically: "You are courting death!"

And they were waiting for this opportunity.

"Okay, you really have evil thoughts in your heart. If you don't kill you now, there will be no peace in the Three Thousand Realms in the future!"

The head of the Xuanbao Sect clasped his fists to the left and right and said, "All fellow Taoists are invited to attack together to kill the witch, without delay!"

As soon as these words came out, there was an overwhelming response.

Many people followed suit and shouted, "Kill the witch without delay!"

"Kill the witch without delay!"

"come!"

Xuanzhu struggled to get up and said harshly: "If you don't kill me today, I will make your life worse than death!"

She grabbed a stone from the ground and was tied up with a slug before she could throw it out. At the same time, all the monks threw their magic weapons in her direction.

Countless swords merged into a silver light in mid-air, piercing people's eyes sorely.

No matter how Xuanzhu struggled, he couldn't break free from the shackles of the imprisoning slug. At the same time, his body became heavier and heavier, and it was even difficult to maintain standing.

Because while imprisoning Xuanzhu, the imprisoning slug is still sucking her blood and energy.

The unavoidable Xuanzhu stood in the center of the ten thousand swords, stubbornly refusing to bow his head.

At the critical moment, there was only a clanging sound, and all the sword tips were burned by a purple flame, and instantly melted into a pool of water, turning into unopened waste weapons.

"God Suzaku!"

Seeing the four people who came from stepping on the cloud, the hearts of the monks from the three thousand realms all beat a drum.

These four gods are like ancestors who created the world in the three thousand realms. After the last battle between the upper and lower realms, they disappeared. Enemy is friend.

They quickly adjusted their mentality, and saluted respectfully to the visitors: "I pay my respects to the Suzaku God, the Xuanwu God, the Azure Dragon God, and the White Tiger God."

The Suzaku god hid the knife in his smile, and the real fire of Samadhi on the tip of his hand was still burning their magic weapons, "Our children have been raised in Taoist temples, but we have never seen such a big battle. would frighten her."

The White Tiger God Venerable was not so polite, and directly let out a tiger roar, "Whoever hurt our little ancestor, get out and let me die!"

Standing with his hands behind his back, the Azure Dragon God Venerable seemed the most harmless, but in fact his spiritual power fluctuated violently.

"Whose child is not yet naughty, as for hurting her? What's the matter, you can tell us old bastards, what are you fussing about with the child?"

"Are you right?"

As soon as he opened his mouth to question, the Qinglong God Venerable directly radiated coercion, and all the monks in the three thousand realms except Immortal Emperor Mo Yu were forced to kneel on the ground.

Xuanwu God Venerable crushed the imprisoned slug wrapped around Xuanzhu's body with one hand, and held Xuanzhu in his arms with distress, while using spiritual power to heal Xuanzhu's wounds, he was distressed.

"I've already said that the little ancestor is a mortal with a weak body. She can't go to a place like the ghost forest where animals gather. You just stuffed the little ancestor in there just for the [-] broken spirit jade. You Look, it hurts."

"It's weird, it's not because you are so self-interested and caused our little ancestors to suffer. I'm sorry for our little ancestors. People who haven't even broken their skin since they were young, now they are doing well. Like this."

"The little ancestor of my family who was bumped hard and would cry out for pain and wipe tears, maybe why he shed tears after being bullied by you these few days."

After Xuanwu God Venerable's embellishment, the three thousand monks instantly felt that the coercion on their bodies was doubled, and it became a luxury for them to even breathe.

And the Magical Artifact, which was only burnt with the tip of the knife, is now not even visible.

Immortal Emperor Mo Yu, who was standing calmly by the side, also had a wisp of sweat on his forehead, and had to mobilize his spiritual power to resist, so as not to lose his composure.

Seeing the supporter coming, Xuanzhu choked up in an instant.

Because she didn't want to lose face in front of outsiders, she buried her head in Xuanwu God's arms, sobbing softly, and the way her little shoulders shrugged made her feel so sorry for him.

Although the sneezing sound was small, it was clear enough to reach everyone's ears.

Qinglong God Venerable took two steps forward, and the pressure became even stronger: "I just want to ask, are these injuries on our children's bodies caused by you?"

Seeing the looming weapon transformed from aura in the hands of the Azure Dragon God Venerable, the monks of the three thousand worlds swallowed their saliva in unison.

"If you don't speak, that's her you hurt together, isn't it?"

Seeing that the weapon in Qinglong Shenzun's hand was already aimed at them, the Sect Master Zuomen was so frightened that he immediately pointed to the hammer that had collapsed on the ground and said: "It was him, it was he who stabbed Xuanzhu!"

Zui Liu couldn't believe that the suzerain of Zuimen, his own brother, sold himself just like that.

"Obviously."

Before he could speak, the weapon in Qinglong Shenzun's hand had already cut through the throat of Chuanliu, making him unable to open his mouth anymore, not as good as his eyes.

Until the end of his life, he failed to return to his so-called 'home'.

Seeing this, the three thousand monks raised their hearts in their throats.

The Qinglong God Venerable continued to ask as if nothing happened: "Whose is that imprisoned slug?"

Seeing that no one spoke, the Azure Dragon God Venerable waved his sleeves directly.

With a shrill scream: "Brother!!"

The cultivator standing in the front row fell to the ground without breathing.

"I'll ask again, whose prison slug belongs to that?"

All the monks lowered their heads and silently pointed at the person who threw the slug magic weapon at Xuanzhu.

Seeing the Azure Dragon God Venerable's gaze fixed on him, Chen Chen's face turned pale, and he kept shaking his head, "I was wrong, I was really wrong!"

The Azure Dragon God Venerable didn't listen to his apology at all, and directly ruthlessly dragged him down from the sky, and threw him in front of Xuanzhu.

Then he raised his hand and summoned two huge leech monsters, and threw them on the man.

Leeches sucked blood much harder than slugs, and within three breaths, the man's face was as pale as paper, and his body was reduced to bones.

Only then did they realize that the Azure Dragon God Venerable was retaliating a tooth for a tooth, an eye for an eye.

Thinking of all the things I did to Xuanzhu before, everyone was ashamed.

Sure enough, in the next second, a curved blade appeared in front of everyone.

Qinglong Shenzun: "Little ancestor, don't cry, okay, you can vent your anger as you like, okay?"

　6000 more apologies tomorrow, love you all
　　
　
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