After destroying my heels, you still want to travel to the west to learn from me?

Chapter 63: After becoming a god, there is no more friendship!

Chapter 63 63. After becoming a god, there will be no more friendship between the Three Pure Ones!
The creation of Hongmeng is an achievement, and the derivation of chaos shows the true hero.

The creation of the world and the creation of good fortune, Pan Gu's power is like a rainbow.

Pangu Banner is one of the three treasures that opened the sky. It has the power to tear apart the chaos of the Hongmeng, the power to shatter the time and space of the heavens, the ability to interpret the infinite way of creation, the power to control the secrets of all laws, and the ability to open up the world!
"Hurt the friendship? Hahahahaha... After becoming a god, there will be no more friendship between the Three Pure Ones!"

"Is it difficult for me to teach you something? Just give it a try!"

"Although Jiejiao has declined, my sword is still sharp!"

"I have taught thousands of immortals to come to court just like a passing cloud, and now there is only one poor Taoist in Biyou Palace!"

"If you make a lot of noise, it's not a bad idea for a poor Taoist to fight your entire teaching!"

"Yuanshi, Pindao asked you if you dare to fight? If you don't dare, just get out of here!"

Faced with the hypocrisy of Yuanshi Tianzun, the leader of Tongtian didn't give any face, and directly broke his face.

His hair and beard were spread out like countless small swords, emitting immeasurable sword energy that made the sun and moon change their color!
"Tongtian, you are presumptuous!"

Hearing this, Yuanshi Tianzun shrank his pupils and his face became completely gloomy.

Damn it, isn't this guy Tongtian always indecisive?When did you have such courage and determination?

For a moment, Yuanshi Tianzun was neither advancing nor retreating.

After all, he only came to persuade me for the benefit of Journey to the West.

But when it came to asking him to really fight with the leader of Tongtian Cult for the sake of the Second Saint of the West, he was completely unwilling to do so.

Those who are barefoot are not afraid of those who wear shoes. Just as the leader of Tongtian Cult said, he has a great career as an interpreter and has a lot of quasi-sages and powerful people.

The leader of the Tongtian cult was different, and his family fortune was basically destroyed.

In this way, if this guy is really forced to attack Yuxu Palace, I am afraid that I will really be killed in a river of blood and suffer heavy losses.

By that time, even if some benefits can be obtained from the journey to the west, it will be completely outweighed by the gains.

Yuanshi Tianzun's face kept changing, and he kept making calculations in his heart, but he did not dare to accept the words of the Tongtian Cult Leader, let alone declare war with the Jie Cult.

"Presumptuous? Just think of me as a poor man who is presumptuous. What can you do to me?"

Master Tongtian sneered.

"Ugh!"

"Why is this happening? Why is this happening? We are all a family, why should we hurt our harmony? Tongtian, let's stop here."

Taishang Laojun can't sit still.

Good guy, you can watch the fun, but it can't encourage the arrogance of the leader of Tongtian.

Today he dares to kill Yuxu Palace, and tomorrow he dares to slaughter Pindao's Bajing Palace!
If this excitement continues, Pindao himself will become the excitement!
"Hehehe, Taishang Laojun, you are aloof and aloof from others. Who is your family?"

"My subordinates are all scaled and armored barbarians who have transformed from wet eggs. They have never been educated, but they are not as noble as you two disciples!"

"Why are you so pretentious? Do you think my sword is harmful to you?"

"What do you mean, red flowers, white lotus roots and green lotus, Sanqing is a family?"

"Go to hell! Go to hell with your whole family. If you don't accept it, come and fight! I'll just have to fight with you!"

Faced with Taishang Laojun's hypocritical attempt to persuade him to stop the fight, the leader of Tongtian Cult cursed without saving any face.

The current leader of Tongtian does not give in to anyone.

The saints of heaven are immortal, so what will happen even if they lose against four?It’s just a matter of losing some face!
Thanks to the teachings of Western Erbald, Master Tongtian finally understood that as long as you are shameless, nothing can restrain you.

This feeling is so wonderful!

It's like opening the door to a new fucking world!
Moreover, the Jiejiao sect, which had been shackling the leader of the Tongtian sect, was almost eliminated in name only by these shameless calculations.

The current leader of Tongtian Cult can be said to be truly barefoot and not afraid of wearing shoes.

"Tongtian, don't be so arrogant! Your Immortal Killing Sword Formation is not perfect after all."

"If I really want to take action, I'll do it in your face!"

Yuanshi Tianzun gave a cold shout, with the top-quality innate spiritual treasure Wuji apricot yellow flag in his left hand, the most innate treasure Pangu flag in his right hand, and the top-quality innate spiritual treasure three treasures and jade Ruyi suspended above his head.

"It's easy to break when it's too strong, that's all. If you reach the sky, I'll wake you up and let you know what it means to have order in the old and young, and the law of heaven to be constant." Taishang Laojun sighed, with the exquisite pagoda of black and yellow merits and virtues above his head, and the Tai Chi diagram under his feet. , also forced towards the Tongtian Cult Leader.

"Boom boom boom..."

In the Zhuxian Sword Formation, the Two Saints of the West were still bombarding the formation.

Suddenly, the leader of the Tongtian cult was faced with the siege of the four saints. It seemed that the scene where the four saints defeated the immortals during the conferment of gods was about to happen again!
……

Wa Palace.

"The Four Saints break the Immortal Killing Sword Formation again? But this time we can no longer sit back and watch."

"The two sages of the West have conferred the title of god to plot against me. They have deceived the human emperor's sanity and tainted this throne."

"Now that I am traveling to the west to measure calamity, I still dare to use my Sky-Mending Stone as a chess piece. If I really think that my merits have become a saint, will I be easy to bully?!"

"Ha! The power of merit is not as simple as you think!"

Empress Nuwa stood up, took the map of mountains and rivers and the banner to attract demons, wrapped a misty sky belt around her waist, wore nine-color neon clothes, and a beautiful floating dress, and was about to go out holding a seven-star moon whip.

However, in the next moment, an extremely sharp aura came from the direction of Xumi Palace.

"The aura of the Great Dao. Fellow Taoist Tongtian has a chance of stepping out of the shackles of the Heavenly Dao. I really envy you."

"In this case, there is no need for me to take action in this battle."

"However, the two bald donkeys in the West have always been shameless, but they have to make plans in advance."

Empress Nuwa stopped, thought for a moment, put the demon-beckoning flag into the gourd, tore open the void, and threw it to the three realms of the North Sea.

……

"sword!"

Leader Tongtian shouted loudly, and in the chaotic void, a sword avenue emerged.

"cut!"

The Zhuxian Sword Formation was blessed by the Dao of Swords, and its power increased dramatically.

Countless sword energy gathered together, and finally turned into a rusty iron sword, slashing at the Second Saint of the West with one strike.

"Zhangliu Golden Body!"

"Bless the divine pestle!"

"Stop it!"

The Second Saint of the West felt the crisis and pushed all his methods to the extreme. His magic power boiled and the Buddha's light flickered.

"when!"

"Pfft!"

However, all defenses seemed to become a joke in front of this mediocre iron sword.

In just an instant, the blessing pestle was knocked out, the iron sword scratched the golden body of the Second Saint of the West, and the two arms flew up.

"what!"

The Taoist priest couldn't help but scream.

"The rust on the iron sword actually contains the power of the sword!"

Taoist Zhunti tried to put his arm back, but found that there was a trace of the mystery of the sword's path attached to the wound.

Before one's own saint's law completely wipes out the mystery of the sword, let alone reattaching the arm, even if one wants to regenerate flesh and blood and directly grow a new one, it is completely impossible.

One sword kills tetanus, two swords meet the ancestors, let’s find out.

"Master!"

Tathagata Buddha became worried. Now he and Buddhism have been completely bound.

(End of this chapter)

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